After Annan projected his will down.
In the elf relic, Kafney, who was watching Maria chat with Bofis, suddenly beca dazed and stood still, staring blankly ahead.
Salvatore acutely noticed this.
He turned around and asked with concern, "Your Highness, what’s the matter?"
"...It’s Annan!"
Kafney’s deep red pupils instantly brightened, "I can feel it! Annan is watching ... just like Mr. Radiance watches from the sky!"
"What?"
Salvatore was sowhat perplexed, "What’s wrong with Annan? What do you an Mr. Radiance is watching you?"
He obviously wasn’t quite accustod to Princess Kafney’s extrely abstract descriptions that required a ntal sync to comprehend.
anwhile, Maria, who turned around upon hearing the conversation, quickly grasped the situation.
"...Is Annan looking at us through your eyes?"
She was clearly surprised, "Why can even you..."
"I don’t know,"
Kafney said softly, "It wasn’t possible before... Only the Angel Envoys he had summoned from the Otherworld could share their vision with Annan."
She didn’t shake her head.
Because Kafney worried that if her perspective wasn’t steady, it might cause Annan, who was united with her, to feel dizzy.
Just then, she faintly heard Annan’s whispering voice.
[Can you hear , Kafney?]
"...I can hear you!"
Kafney imdiately responded softly, "Can you communicate with directly?"
[Your sensory abilities are really strong...]
Annan was murmuring in admiration deep within Kafney’s heart, from within the palace.
[I didn’t expect that you would recognize before I even spoke...]
"Because I slled the scent of light and saw this color that’s unique to you,"
Kafney affird, "Even though it’s light, it’s entirely different from the sun. It might lack a bit of warmth, but it’s brighter than the sun... And even so, it’s not the slightest bit dazzling, nor does it feel hot.
"—Just like a thousandfold moonlight."
So that’s how it is...
Annan raised an eyebrow.
So the impression I give off is more like moonlight?
This was the first ti Annan had known this.
Maria, on the other hand, was sowhat astounded, "Can Annan even have a remote dialogue with you?"
She suddenly paused, as if she realized sothing.
"...Do you really intend to beco Annan’s follower? No, this is beyond the level of a follower now..."
"It’s Angel Envoy."
Kafney corrected, "I’ve already made an agreent with Annan... once he becos a deity, I will be his Angel Envoy."
...Huh, could it be that what you said before was actually true?
Maria was suddenly rendered speechless.
In fact, Maria had never believed Kafney’s nonsense until just then—any statent like "I am a follower of His Majesty Annan" seed like a bizarre claim, seemingly ant to deceive and whisk Annan away secretly.
It was just like coming ho to find an unfamiliar boy in her daughter’s room, looking quite close with her.
And then the boy nods at her and calmly says, "Auntie, actually I ca over to help An ngng with her howork."
—who would believe such a ™ excuse!
However, after giving it so thought, Maria realized it wasn’t necessarily a contradiction.
Such a brat could indeed be helping with howork on the side... Kafney’s special thoughts about Annan, and her aspiration to beco Annan’s follower or even an Angel Envoy, weren’t necessarily at odds.
Nevertheless, Kafney wasn’t too bad of a child...
If the Winter bloodline had to be continued... Maria would rather see Annan get married than find soone for herself.
—Not to ntion marrying a stranger. Apart from Dmitry and Annan, Maria hardly wanted to speak to anyone else.
Among the Transcendents of Winter and the Hands of Winter, the "Lady of the Storm" had a voice that carried an irresistible power. Simply speaking words like "die" or "scram" would turn into true Spells.
For this reason, others kept their distance from Maria, fearing a casual word from her could spell their death.
...Of course, those were indeed Spells.
They were all Decree Spells, and the exemptions were extrely difficult. Just as she could once make Bella commit suicide with a single sentence.
Maria’s resistance to speaking actually made her Decrees even more forceful and effective. Because when she did wish to speak, she beca more serious and forceful... just like practicing "the silence of Zen."
It was the dragon-like Otherworld mutation in Maria that let her utilize Transcendent powers without releasing a vessel, which gave people the illusion that "her casual words were Decrees."
Those "players," along with Kafney and Salvatore who had always been by Annan’s side... whether it was because of affection by association or that they were indeed more likable, Maria would actually chat with them a little.
...Under these circumstances, the "Tradition" of continuing the bloodline might as well be left entirely to Annan.
This was what Maria thought, and she suddenly felt that Kafney was quite acceptable after all. At the very least, she wouldn’t betray Annan and tended to respect Maria more...
If Annan really had to marry soone.
At least as a queen, Kafney was quite a match for Annan...
There was just one problem.
That was, they were simply too far apart...
While Maria was pondering about Kafney,
Kafney was listening to the information brought by Annan.
Bofis, seeing both of them suddenly fall silent, also beca sowhat afraid and shut her mouth, shyly glancing at Kafney and then at Maria.
Salvatore, on the other hand, continued to look back at the ruins of the Elves, starting to space out.
—Just like when a boyfriend, left without his phone on a bench dubbed "Boyfriend Storage" while his girlfriend shops for clothes, starts to blankly stare in a certain direction.
In such a scenario, the boyfriend is probably thinking, "In that team fight just now, if I had entered like this, we could have won."
Salvatore’s thoughts were not too dissimilar.
He thought, "I did indeed give Annan the Philosopher’s Stone, and it can be used as a trump card. But seeing Annan’s reaction, won’t he avoid using it to avoid troubling , even in danger? In that case, wouldn’t making the Philosopher’s Stone for him have been in vain?"
As Salvatore was seriously considering whether or not to prepare a "second-tier" trump card for Annan... to be effective in protecting him when Annan didn’t want to use the Philosopher’s Stone.
The two potions of Potion of Luminous Spirit and Potion of Hopeful Spirit that he gave Annan in the fight against the Spirit-Borne Monk were exactly this tier of secret potion.
But then ca the problem.
Those two secret potions were also made by a shadow...
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