CHAPTER 567: D208. RADIANCE

A few days later, outside the ruins of the Viscount Mansion.

Although the incident happened several days ago, there are still small groups of people gathered together in the distance, pointing and whispering to each other as they watch the reconstruction of the Viscount Mansion.

The Cloud Spear that fell like a sky-reaching pillar was visible to most of the city’s inhabitants, and the professionals living around this noble district were deeply shaken by the terrifying magic power that seemed like an abyss.

The battle between the father and daughter of the Viscount’s House has been transformed into countless versions, ranging from close to reality to absurd and exaggerated, circulating in the streets and taverns.

Combined with the brother’s previous achievements in defeating the Arcane Surge, the love and enmity of the Military Merit Duke’s family have practically become a part of the city’s bards’ must-sing repertoire.

Among the onlookers, apart from the ordinary citizens enjoying the show, there was also a group of professionals dressed like mages, excitedly and reverently immersed in the remnants of the legendary magic.

And some magicians, deliberately dressed to not look like magicians, furtively tried to approach the Viscount Mansion, greedily taking deep breaths as if they could absorb the residual magic power belonging to the Pantheon Mage and Fantasy Species.

Were it not for the Military Merit Duke’s authority still present, they would have probably attempted to sneak into the Viscount Mansion.

Outside this noisy scene, a small caravan slowly approached, silently passing through the crowd’s sight.

Though the carriage looked understated and simple from the outside, a closer look revealed its subtle opulence. Whether it was the smooth, shiny feathers of the Chocobos pulling it or the faintly glimmering spirit light on the carriage’s texture under the sunlight, every detail unmistakably indicated the extraordinary status of the caravan’s owner to those who could recognize it.

This was the Royal Family caravan belonging to the Fourteenth Princess, representing the Royal Family in touring the kingdom and showcasing central authority as a mobile palace.

Despite facing numerous hardships along the way and nearly completely perishing in a catastrophe, the caravan regained its initial composure and dignity after proper repair and maintenance upon arriving in the city, even though the Chocobos lost plenty of feathers in fright.

[In the Kingdom, the rarity of space equipment (below 50 is a ring, above 100 is a common knapsack)]

D100+30=d100(100)+30=130

At the center of the caravan, in the luxurious carriage pulled by the most majestic Chocobos, the Hero held tightly onto the backpack clutched in her arms, her body a bit stiff, her emerald green eyes occasionally glancing towards the Fourteenth Princess seated opposite her.

The Princess’s gaze bore a clear curiosity, seemingly waiting for the Hero to speak up.

The Hero’s fingers occasionally gripped and released the backpack straps, showing evident nervousness.

Just like her mother said before, the servants had already organized her luggage, and the intricately carved magic potion bottle was personally carried, stashed at the bottom of her backpack.

Recalling her mother’s instructions before leaving, the Hero’s eyes became somewhat vacant.

"Even though the bottle won’t break from usual bumps and impacts, you’d better take good care of it."

When the Hero asked about the purpose of this gift, her mother replied in her usual calm tone.

"After all, if the contents were to leak, they would cause an Arcane Surge; if fully released, it could be medium-sized... or large if unlucky, the kind that could devastate this entire city."

"...Eh?" The Hero’s mind momentarily froze, blinking in confusion.

Seeing her failure to comprehend, her mother patiently repeated: "What I mean is, this bottle contains magic origin—the source of Arcane Surge, collected personally by your father and crystallized magic element. The amount in this bottle, if used properly, is enough to create a large-scale Arcane Surge."

"Eh, eh, eh?" The Hero’s eyes widened, staring at the magic potion in her hand, suddenly feeling the cold bottle become hot to hold.

"Moreover, this is clearly [], so you’d better not let your royal friend find out."

D10=d10(6)=6

Note: 2+ Contraband, 2- Military-controlled

→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←

[Magic Origin Secret Medicine R8-]

After consuming, the Hero can choose a random Beast Spirit Embodiment, class level rises to LV79, with additional attributes "Commander, Demon King," and enters Frenzy State.

Under this state, all life forms dying within the magic domain will become experience points.

Anyone else consuming it will explode.

[Space Equipment (Great Failure~)]

No minerals or natural materials suitable for manufacturing space equipment have been discovered within the kingdom; few spellcasters can rely on their own strength to make spatial bags.

On the other hand, the few spatial bags share many limitations, such as limited actual storage space, requiring the consumption of the spellcaster’s magic power for maintenance; besides, they cannot contain living beings or accommodate high magic power materials as these materials disrupt the enchantment’s magic structure, causing the spatial bag to collapse.

Thus, space magic related to storage is regarded as cumbersome in practical applications.

Though, due to the broad prospects of space magic, topics and papers optimizing related spell models emerge yearly, practical results remain unimpressive, most research considered to merely swindle funding.

Reportedly, certain special magic creatures naturally possess vast otherworldly spaces within them.

If one could hunt these creatures and obtain the relevant materials, theoretically, genuinely functional space equipment could be crafted. However, such creatures are extremely rare, and the related materials are even more precious.