Chapter 363: Light-headed

Chapter 363: Light-headed

Yes, sorry Ill explain later. Its nothing, Sofia reassured Saria.L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.

Im probably just getting paranod, Scripture is getting under my skin; theres no way he would have spent years running an orphanage pretending to be the unremarkable director Jeffrey Its a rather common name too I just Yeah

So, yer gonna tell me how the end of yer trial went? Jennifer asked.

... then it teleported right into the bolt and I died, but since that counted as completing the trial, it sent me back.

Yer out of yer mind. Tis what it takes to grow that fast I spose. Not often that one can claim to have died thrice in the first trial an still passed. Howd ya do in the second one? Jus curious.

Sofia pointed at Saria, and with the most deadpan expression, she said, She ranked first first. She paused, then continued, And I ranked first after that.

Ya wat now?! Jennifer reeled back on her chair. Fuckin... Cant wait to see ta kind of shit ye both gonn pull in the next trial then, she told them, before slouching back into her chair, Less not speak bout my own rank I did well in tha third one at least

Saria jumped on the opportunity to ask about the subject, Right, is there anything you can tell us about it? We already know about the essence wager, but thats about it.

Jennifer changed position on her chair again, thinking while bent forward, elbows touching her legs. I Hmm. Censor aint makin it easy. Yer gonna need ta make a lot o hard choices, so ye better bring yer brain with ya is one thing. Tha best advice censor will allow me ta give is probably this: know yerself and know what ye want.

Know yourself and know what you want.

Make a lot of hard choices.

And the trial is called the Tower of Rebirth

We make choices for our own rebirth? Know what you want for yourself, then?

If thats it I should be fine. What I want is more mana to summon more skeletons, pretty easy. If its more of a life goal thing then the answer is the same. I just want to enjoy life. I need to get stronger to hand it to Scripture but thats it And I enjoy the trials

I cant help but look forward to my own growth.

There was a short moment of relative calm, accompanied by the muffled sound of the partys orchestra inside the manor as Sofia and Saria both pondered on the meaning of Jennifers words.

Thats interesting information, thank you, Saria thanked the blonde warrior.

Its nothin.

Not that does help, I think, thank you, Sofia chimed in, we should probably go back to the party at some point. But, huh, if I had to ask one last thing; what do we make of this now? Our relationship, I mean.

Jennifer shrugged, but she seemed a bit uncomfortable with the question, Ya tell me. I aint tha best with that. So I aint gonn suddenly become someone Im not. I can help with training yer physical skills and I know lots bout monsters. None much else

Being nothing more than a distant family member that sometimes share a story and can help if they want doesnt sound bad, Saria suggested.

So just life as usual for all of us, except now we know you exist and were acquainted. No obligations, just spontaneous positive interactions. I would like that, honestly. At least it no longer feels like Saria and I dont have roots anywhere. Its not actually useful, but it does feel nice to just Know youre here, Sofia continued.

She held her left hand above her face. From the small cut that had been used to drain the last drops of blood, she could see the flowing light beneath. It looked like a rapid stream of shimmering golden water.

This feels weird. Out of all the steps of VPPV until now, this has to be the most strange.

How does it even work?

Her mithril dagger appeared in Sofias right hand. She looked at Pareth who had stopped looking out the window to come to her side when she finished to convert her blood. Youre not going to help me with my testing, right? I know you dont like harming me.

Well. Lets see how this goes.

Sofia clenched her teeth, with a clean strike, she amputated her left hand at the wrist, losing a few thousand health points. The pain was lower than she expected, she thought as she watched her hand slowly detach and fall. I almost didnt feel that.

Oh wow.

The lifeless hand fell, it was very clean without any blood. The light was left behind, it kept flowing in the shape of her hand despite the hand being gone, going out of the wrist then back in.

So this is what the veins in a hand look like? Thats a lot. These larger ones are the main lines supplying all the smaller ones. Looks a bit like a bunch of jumbled roots.

The hand of light moved following her wrist, it didnt feel like anything aside from the cut wrist itself being a bit sore.

Despite not being able to feel her hand anymore, Sofia tried to close it, and was shocked to discover that it worked. The cut hand on the bed was still an inert piece of flesh, but the hand of light on her wrist definitely moved.

I feel like this will make healing a lot easier. Besides that Im not too sure She tried to grab the real cut hand with the hand of light. The streams of light curved when they collided with solid matter, curving like a squishy blob to keep flowing as usual.

Light cant really touch anything

She tried to cut the hand of light with the mithril blade to see if it would curve around it too, which it did. She brought the hand of light to her face.

Its very bright And a bit warm. But I still dont get- Wait

I cant cast an Angel bolt without a hand to hold it and direct the mana. But I still have a hand.

Sparks formed around the ethereal hand and a violent rod of plasma started to form, held in place by the golden streams of light. Sofia canceled the spell and suffered some weak backlash as the mana dispersed through the light and back into her arm, running amok inside her.

She laughed.

Not even looking at the description of the next step of the skill, she spent the next few minutes channeling an unlife rune. She needed to try something else now, and it couldnt wait. The hand was already starting to heal by itself; equipping the saint's headband to get some more bits of health regeneration, she watched with amazement as her hand slowly regrew around the channels of light while she worked on the rune.

Standing in front of Pareth she asked, Are you really not going to do it? Alright, fine

Sofia summoned the small lich form of Bookie, she grabbed him and put him on the bed, handing him her long mithril dagger. She fell to her knees in front of the bed.

Come on now, behead me.