Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first? Chapter 642: 21 Meditation on Light and Heat

Chapter 642: Chapter 21 ditation on Light and Heat

“So, the fourth skill I need to grasp upon advancing to Lv.14 should be a quick long-range attack, or a wide-area continuous damage, or an effective control thod.”

Thinking this, Eleanor decided to consult others.

“What if facing a long-range enemy with Gravity Law?” In the kitchen, wearing a house apron and stirring at soup, the charming cook Nora replied after hearing Eleanor’s query, “I would use Spirit Body Ability to possess him from afar, or disrupt him with the ‘Cell Division’ skill.”

That is, an effective control thod. Eleanor pondered thoughtfully.

“Gravity Law, are you talking about Thira?” Mia innocently asked in the training ground.

“No,” Eleanor replied with so frustration, “It’s just a hypothetical situation.”

“I would escape to the Shadow Realm; they can’t follow there,” Mia responded with hand gestures, “Then, I’d get close to them in the Shadow Realm and swoosh! Co out! Instantly take them down! And then leave gracefully!”

Eleanor: ……

Why does the Shadow Sequence have sothing like the “Shadow Realm” to escape to, and my Will Sequence doesn’t?

Miel and dea had run off to the Real Plane again, so Eleanor skipped these two and went straight to Peggy—the Blood Clan girl was lying on her bedroom bed, flipping through the “Solomon City Fashion Magazine” Nora had brought back, surprising Eleanor a bit.

Surprisingly, Peggy, who is cold to everyone except Aske, also had such a sentintal girl’s heart.

Noticing Eleanor’s visit, Peggy blushed slightly while lying on the bed, and threw the magazine aside, pretending as if nothing happened:

“Nora gave this magazine. I was just seeing what’s in it, but it’s all just clothes, so boring.”

Eleanor: ………

You don’t need to explain, I understand.

“Gravity Law?” Peggy said puzzled after hearing Eleanor’s question, “Are you going to face Thira?”

“It’s just a hypothetical scenario…” Eleanor said weakly.

“Isn’t that simple?” Peggy said as a matter of course, “As long as you run fast enough, their skills won’t hit you.”

“What if it’s a large-scale skill like a Gravity Field?” Eleanor asked.

“Curse Death,” Peggy replied, “I would cast Curse Death on him first.”

Oh, a quick long-range attack thod, that’s good. Eleanor thought inwardly.

After saying goodbye to Peggy, Eleanor found Thira in the manor’s library and posed the question.

“Heh, Gravity Law,” Thira adjusted her rimless glasses elegantly and answered, “To , it’s very simple, Storm or Gravity, whichever it is, doesn’t need precise aiming to inflict wide-area damage to the opponent.”

“In fact, for us Arcane Mages, such duels are like two cannons firing at each other. Most of the ti, whoever fires first gains a significant advantage, and the one responding does so from a crumbling disadvantage.”

So, it’s wide-area continuous damage Eleanor started to feel anxious.

After visiting four girls and excluding Mia who directly escaped, the rest of the girls’ thods to handle long-range control each covered one of the three ways.

So, which one should I choose?

After so thought, Eleanor quickly realized:

Any thod would work, but the key is to be able to comprehend it!

Thus, Eleanor once again returned to her own personal ditation Room.

About comprehending the laws, everyone has different habits, and most of them have proven effective, indicating that idealistic matters have no certain rules.

Aske usually dug into mories (after all, he had experienced them in the ga), Thira liked to read and study, Nora mainly conducted dical experints, Peggy relied on mysterious cheats, and Eleanor was accustod to ditation.

The ditation room was set up in a corner on the first floor, a closed room about 4 square ters. Inside, there was only a ditation cushion on the floor, a kettle on a shelf in the corner, and two cups.

Eleanor closed the door, sat cross-legged on the cushion, and assud the ditation posture rumored to originate from Dragon Country, first clearing her mind, then silently reciting in her mind:

“I, Eleanor Maria von Weisbach, from the mont of my fleshly inception to the present twenty-one years, have ever acted without sha in my heart.”

This was indeed Eleanor’s unique thod of spiritual insight. The idea ca from last year in Constantinople, during a discussion about the Justice X Sequence, when dea had proposed so sort of “Justice Warrior sleepwalking technique.”

The Justice X Sequence inclined its holder’s temperant toward justice, and enhanced their attack power against enemies from evil factions, an effect known as “Evil Strike.”

At that ti, dea whimsically suggested, “What if I brainwashed Eleanor to perceive her enemies as evil? Wouldn’t that maximize the ‘Evil Strike’ effectiveness?”

At that ti, Eleanor sternly reproached dea, but she actually felt uncertain herself. Later, she often couldn’t help but wonder if her actions were indeed just.

Or was it, just to utilize the power of the Evil Strike, or rely to circumvent the limitations of Justice X, thereby deceiving herself in her subconscious?

Thus, around the ti she entered the Divine Luo Empire, Eleanor had developed a private habit of setting aside ti daily for ditation, continuously pondering whether her recent actions betrayed her own heart.

Of course, given her perseverance, she generally wouldn’t engage in any self-deception. And the long-term habit of ditation also made her character and spirit increasingly confident, tenacious, and persistent.

Each ditation session was a purification of her character. Over ti, Eleanor noticed significant and steady improvents in her control over her will and her insight into the Will Law.

This too was owed to her daily persistence in ditation. After all, Miss Eleanor was an extrely disciplined person, her advancent rate ranking among the top three in her team, purely relying on her own efforts—unlike Peggy, who was unreasonable.

“I want to comprehend a Law Skill,” she continued her silent ditation, “I hope it’s a kind of quick long-range attack, or a wide-range continuous attack, or one with controlling capabilities.”

Then, her thoughts gradually began to drift as she entered the “explorative phase” of ditation.

As the na suggests, it involved completely clearing the mind, letting thoughts drift freely.

Of course, before entering, one should set a goal, silently repeating it several tis to imprint it on the subconscious, so that this “conscious drift” would remain “free yet controllable,” rather than aimlessly ending up fruitless.

Gradually, her thoughts drifted to mories of the past.

She was on the hills of Constantinople, watching the Frank Knights committing atrocities.

She was in the Bavarian Duchy, observing the Lord of Filth spreading the plague.

She was in the deep underground caverns, seeing the demigod of the Wolf Family initiating wars of aggression.

She was in the camp of the Imperial Army’s Expeditionary Force, witnessing the Emperor still inciting soldiers to sacrifice themselves.

Anger began to swell in her chest, she wanted to rebuke, but dea’s mocking voice echoed in her ears.

Is this your soul’s interrogation? It’s really quite laughable.

Then she rembered Sigrdrifa’s cold voice.

Only power decides everything, if the strong support justice, evil can find no refuge.

She couldn’t refute, yet she desperately wanted to speak out. She completely disagreed with those views, a surging emotion gathered in her throat, prompting her to scream with all her might in the spiritual world.

Why?

Gradually, the voice grew louder, resonating like a dragon’s roar that shook her entire spiritual realm, yet it was bright as though a sun was burning within, overflowing with endless light and heat.