Chapter 637 Ophelia's Terror

Hanna's cheeks were burning red in embarrassment.

She didn't even notice how long she had been hugging Nial. It felt so good to know that Nial was fine and that he was finally back and that she didn't want to let him go anymore. It was an instinctive reaction, that was it…

Nial didn't mind her hug. In fact, he liked it. The feeling of someone missing him was good. It made him fall at ease and make him feel like he had finally arrived home.

Even if he had been extremely busy in the last six decades, it was different being far away from the people who cared about you than having them around you.

​ After Hanna let go of him, Nial began to share his story about the last six decades. Many things happened to him, but they could be summarized rather easily.

Unfortunately, nobody allowed him to leave his story aside by merely mentioning the extremely summarized version. Thus, Nial spent over two hours thoroughly telling everyone what he had gone through.

It was not exactly dangerous but rather exciting and filled with new things that nobody had ever heard about.

"Wow…" Sabrina exclaimed, staring at her brother with wide eyes. By now, she knew was not actually blood-related to him. She knew that Nial came had been picked up by her mother when she had been grieving the death of her actual brother. However, nothing changed for Sabrina. She thought of Nial the same as before, and so did Nial. Nothing between the siblings changed, and it was good like that.

However, what Sabrina didn't expect, just like nobody else could have fathomed, Nial was actually the prince of the Lacardian Empyrean Void.

It was an ancient place that had once been connected to the Universe. The Royal Princess and Ophelia had heard about it once or twice when they researched ancient texts. However, it was also said that the pathway between the Lacardian Empyrean Void and the Universe had been cut.

That didn't seem to be the entire truth, otherwise, Nial would have never been able to make it to the Origin. Maybe that was fate as well, nobody could tell for sure.

At the end of the day, Nial's story was quite shocking, and had it not been for their trust in Nial's words, nobody would believe that most of the things he told them were actually possible. In fact, most of these things were hard to grasp even though they fully trusted Nial.

"Do you want to turn the Orion Shelter into a revolutionary Shelter?" Ophelia asked, trying to collect herself, digest the information, and suppress her instinctive drive to question Nial about his progress as Runicier.

He got to know a new type of rune. To be precise, it was an old type of rune, something she had never even heard before.

Hieroglyphs.

Ophelia learned a lot from Siegfried, one of the few Saint Runiciers of the known Universe.

Yet, even then she had never heard of hieroglyphs. That could only mean Siegfried didn't know about them either, or his knowledge was not deep enough to tell his student anything about them.

Either way, Nial's knowledge of hieroglyphs seemed to be quite deep. They were used just like runic constellations but their complexity was on a completely different level.

"I want to turn the Orion Shelter into the safest place on the Origin, exactly."

Nial didn't even think of hiding his attention. He wanted to make sure that as long as the Origin was not destroyed, the Orion Shelter would survive as well, including the beings inside the shelter

It was quite difficult to make that happen but Nial had more than enough time to share his experiences, and the knowledge he had acquired and to work on his own to make sure that the goal would be completed sooner or later.

Everything was just a matter of time, effort, and wealth.

The latter was something Nial could solve rather easily by using his Devils, the Dominion ability, and other means to create hundreds of Devil-Monster groups that would conquer all kinds of dungeons, collecting the resources he required.

At the same time, he could earn a vast fortune from selling his scrap experiments. After all, they were deemed as Saintly Runic Armaments.

Thinking about the runic armaments, he summoned one of them and handed it to Ophelia.

"Is that a Saintly Runic Armament? I don't think I've ever seen a Saintly Runic Armament, so I don't know if that reaches the threshold," Nial asked, certain that Ophelia was more knowledgeable when it came to the appraisal of Runic Armaments.

Ophelia didn't expect Nial to hand her a Runic Dagger all of a sudden.

The dagger glowed with a rich, green luster, reflecting light with each movement. Its blade was carved with delicate, swirling patterns that shimmered gold. The hilt was adorned with precious gems, arranged in an eye-catching display that was both beautiful and intimidating. Intimidating because of the immense pressure the gems exuded naturally.

Engravings such as runic constellations and hieroglyphs could be seen all over the blade. They depicted mythical creatures and ancient symbols that Ophelia had never seen before. The lines of the engravings were sharp and bold, created with a charm that drew the appraiser's gaze deeper into the craftsmanship of the weapon.

One didn't have to be a master appraiser to understand that the weapon was far from normal.

"This…don't tell me you made it…" Ophelia mumbled, her chest heaving heavily up and down. She hoped Nial to shake his head and come up with a logical explanation but Nial could only smile lightly.

"Sorry, it min—..."

"NOOOOOo!!"

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