### Chapter 107: The Guardian of the Kingdom

Here in this iron cage, there are at least a thousand corresponding nodes, revealing just how many wicked criminals are locked away in the second level of the sky prison.

But none of those could capture the attention of the Priestess; what truly caught her eye was an extraordinarily exquisite circular magic array, far more complex than the other nodes.

Measuring over several meters in diameter, a silvery light symbolizing spatial power constantly flowed back and forth around it. With such a grand entrance, the independent space corresponding to this node must be enormous.

What made Miss Vilyric narrow her eyes even further was that beside this complex node sat a girl in a golden robe, seemingly in her twenties, with sky-blue long hair.

The key point is that if you overlook the difference in temperament and age, she bore at least a five-point resemblance to Liliya Meikailande!

As her gaze shifted, the girl in the golden robe seemed to be stirred, opening her closed eyes and meeting Vilyric’s gaze.

Her pupils were strange, not clear nor murky, resembling a transparent black crystal that seemed flawless, yet buried within were countless experiences and pasts.

A pair of eyes representing wisdom.

This woman was definitely not as young as she appeared.

“Who are you?”

As she asked, the Priestess took a step toward her.

After their gazes met, a flicker of uncontrollable surprise flashed in the blue-haired girl’s eyes, but it quickly faded without a trace.

She did not rise nor show aggression, instead sitting calmly and smiling gently at the approaching black-haired girl.

“As the master of this place, shouldn’t it be more appropriate for me to ask that question, Miss Intruder?”

“Well…”

Vilyric didn’t simply give up her name. Stopping just a few meters from the girl in the golden robe, she scrutinized her face for a few seconds and thoughtfully replied.

“You must be an ancestor of the Meikailande family, right? Do you know Liliya?”

“Liliya… Are you referring to the first daughter of Anquilo? Oh, I certainly know her; Anquilo quite likes that little girl. So, did you come here on her behalf, Miss?”

Before Vilyric could respond, the girl in the golden robe shook her head with a smile.

“Hehe, I don’t believe a little princess could command a powerhouse like you.”

Though this was their first encounter, the girl, who looked remarkably like a certain princess and seemed to be an ancestor of the royal Meikailande family, conversed with Vilyric as if they were old friends.

“I came on my own accord, but given your appearance, did you just come back from a fight with someone?”

The girl in the golden robe had some blood remaining at the corner of her mouth, and her robe, which should have been tidy, was quite disheveled with multiple rips, exposing a fair amount of her delicate skin beneath. Clearly, these were the marks of battle.

If she truly was a member of the royal family of the United Kingdom from ages ago, able to survive for so long without a hint of aging, then this girl in the golden robe had undoubtedly achieved the true Transcendent Level.

And any opponent capable of injuring her to such an extent must also be above the Transcendent Level.

It seemed that the so-called “Envoy” had indeed entered ahead of time; no wonder she hadn’t seen them outside.

“Hi, I just haven’t moved around in a while, got ambushed by a little girl and let her slip into the dream space. I won’t die from it, and she isn’t doing too well either.”

The girl in the golden robe waved her hand nonchalantly, seeming to want to stand up but clearly was only putting on a brave face.

While Transcendent Level experts are hard to injure, once they are actually wounded, the recovery is quite troublesome. Low-tier healing magic and potions have limited effects, leaving them to recover slowly on their own.

This might be difficult for others to understand, but for Miss Vilyric, who had crossed over from a game, this was painfully clear.

It’s just that the health bar is too long, and a regular healer can’t fill it up in one go. Moreover, following the rules of [Mirage World], if the level gap is too great, the buffs and healing effects from lower-level support classes will also diminish.

Thus, high-level healers, especially those above max level, are immensely valuable and well-received wherever they go.

“Do you need my help with healing?”

Seeing the girl in the golden robe struggling to rise, the Priestess’s healer instincts kicked in.

“Phew… how embarrassing to be seen in such a sorry state by a guest. That would be a bother; by the way, my name is Edith, Edith Meikailande.”

“Okay, just call me Vilyric.”

Saying that, the Priestess secretly murmured to herself, Edith… that name seemed to come from the kingdom’s history she heard from Liliya, possibly one of the founding adventurers of the United Kingdom?

If it’s not a coincidence or a name passed down…

Oh my, then this “girl” has lived for over eight hundred years!?

Goodness!

While thinking, Vilyric casually waved her holy staff and activated the 6th-tier magic [Light of Healing].

This is one of the two most classic universal 6th-tier healing spells, renowned alongside [Angel’s Gospel], corresponding to both area wide HP recovery and single-target healing, and is among Vilyric’s most commonly used spells.

Though both are simply low-tier spells to restore HP, their main advantages lie in their extremely short cooldown and immediate effect, providing high healing intensity. Even among players above level 100, it can have a decent recovery effect.

With the skill activated, a golden, splendid rune lit up above Edith’s head, enveloping her entirely in a beam of light, accompanied by a sound like a sacred bell chime, causing the originally weakened aura of the girl in the golden robe to surge within just a few seconds.

Having reached the Transcendent Level, common external wounds barely leave traces on the body; genuine injuries are hidden within and skip straight past the step of repairing wounds.

Feeling her injuries completely healed in an instant, the girl in the golden robe dusted off her robes and stood up, performing an extremely formal royal gesture toward Vilyric.

“…It’s truly unbelievable; even among all the Redeeming Saintesses of the Holy Empire, few have mastered healing magic to this level. Miss Vilyric, you are quite fascinating.”

Compared to those who scream and panic at the sight of the Priestess in action, Edith, who has lived for over eight hundred years and possesses extraordinary experience, is clearly more perceptive. Though she couldn’t hide her surprise, she remained relatively calm.

“Thank you for your help, now let me introduce myself again. I am Edith Meikailande, leader of the [Guardian of Souls], and the guardian of this place.”

Not bothering to delve into the backgrounds or true powers of Vilyric and her companion, Edith straightforwardly posed the most critical question.

“I wonder what business two such powerful beings have in seeking my disobedient descendant?”

She must be talking about Ban. Although she resides deep in this prison, it seems her information channels are far from blocked, and she already knows who the instigator of this upheaval is.

“We just have some questions for him to answer, but if that guy doesn’t show any gratitude, I won’t rule out using force.”

Since the other party asked that way, the Priestess didn’t bother with subtleties and directly stated her intentions.

Edith’s deep, insightful black eyes didn’t reveal any astonishment; instead, she nodded thoughtfully.

“Oh, I see. It seems that the mischief that child has caused has ultimately provoked a terrifying existence that they can hardly imagine… such is fate… very well.”

The true guardian of the kingdom, hidden in the shadows, stepped aside, opening the path to the depths.

“Then, please, be my guests.”

   

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