Chapter 112: The Two Waiting and the Two Visitors

With her feet firmly planted, Vilyric looked around. This was a space caught between the void and reality, a vast white expanse where nothing existed except for the ground beneath her.

It felt somewhat similar to the scenes in a pet space, but that place was even more absurd, lacking even a real floor, where creatures stood directly on nothingness.

According to Edith, the Guardian, the third floor of the heavenly prison wasn’t a singular node space, but rather an ingenious design by a creative genius who, through special means, layered countless parallel points at the same node.

To put it simply, that largest transport node connected countless empty spaces, all replicated and isolated from each other, but essentially the same area.

There were no living beings, no natural phenomena like wind or rain, and not even magic elements would appear. Those criminals with special identities were confined to isolated spaces, where they would silently die in solitude.

For outsiders to enter the specific prisoner’s space, it was impossible without special coordinates to guide them.

It was said that this concept was inspired by the designer’s experience from the infinite wasteland beyond the world.

Vilyric sensed it; indeed, this place was extraordinarily “hollow” in every sense, even the land she stood on gave her an inexplicable feeling of unreality, with no trace of earth element fluctuations.

Here, it seemed, might not be a true physical space, but rather a realm of consciousness, or perhaps a mental world, where everyone’s true essence might actually linger in some corner of this space in a special form.

The biggest clue was that Vilyric discovered that no matter how they moved, the distance perceived through the contract with Xiao Guang remained unchanged.

It was both entity and non-entity; such a design was indeed interesting.

“Master, what shall we do next?”

Seeing a certain black-haired girl pacing back and forth, unsure of what she was doing, Little Dragon Daughter couldn’t help but ask.

“No hurry, just verifying some hypotheses. Now we can directly find our target.”

Before entering, Edith provided coordinates for Ban Meikailande’s space, and after battling her, Rebecca, who charged into the third layer, might also be here.

Even though the royal ancestors claimed it was nearly impossible for anyone to precisely locate a specific prison space without coordinates, nothing was absolute. Rebecca and Ban would not know nothing of the situation here; if she dared to come, she must have some reliance.

Besides, Vilyric didn’t quite understand why she alone had seen Rebecca’s past memories upon entering the space?

At least judging by Xiao Guang’s appearance, she certainly hadn’t sensed anything.

Taking out the “coordinates” given by Edith—a token engraved with numbers, now displaying comprehensible directional markings.

This was both a medium for entering a specific space and a means to find corresponding items here.

Ban also had such a token on him to help the Guardians locate him.

Of course, the second prince could choose to discard it, but if he did, he’d likely starve to death or die of thirst here in just a few days.

Strangely enough, if this place truly was as Vilyric imagined—a purely mental space—then what would be the point of eating?

“Let’s go.”

Following the direction indicated by the coordinates, the two women began to move.

One couldn’t deny that the design here was indeed quite magical. Despite aimlessly wandering for a long time without any changes around them, walking according to the token’s directional signs for a few minutes—most times feeling like they were just going in circles—suddenly led them to something new after taking a particular step.

That was a single-story wooden house built on boundless land.

It looked to be about several tens of square meters in size, with a stone pavilion outside where a man and a woman were present. The man sat calmly, savoring a liquid in his cup, while the woman sat beside him.

With no barriers, as soon as Vilyric saw them, the couple noticed her and Xiao Guang as well.

The girl with dark blue long hair, dressed in a robe, immediately stood up, while the man—Ban Meikailande—merely cast a surprised glance at the Priestess, without making any move, even raising the cup in his hand in a distant gesture toward her.

Vilyric didn’t react much, but the little dragon girl behind her suddenly spoke in a slightly surprised tone.

“Master! That woman seems to be the Frost Blue Dragon I sensed before!”

“Mm.”

Vilyric, having expected this, responded rather calmly, just nodding lightly and quickening her pace.

This woman didn’t look quite like Rebecca.

Although she had a similar dark blue long hair and a similar build, her facial features and aura were distinctly more noble and cold compared to that guild’s poster girl, resembling a majestic, untouchable ice mountain lotus.

Yes, in that memory, Rebecca and the Frost Blue Dragon named Aaliyah had formed a symbiotic relationship, indicating that the body contained two souls, corresponding to that of a human and a dragon princess.

Now, it should be inclined toward the blue dragon Alexia’s form.

This situation resembled two intertwined consciousnesses simultaneously emerging within a single body.

Of course, this was just Vilyric’s personal speculation based on the memory she had seen previously; the actual situation would need further observation.

Alexia didn’t focus too much on Vilyric, perhaps due to the space’s uniqueness. As Xiao Guang suddenly perceived the dragon’s presence, this resurrected dragon princess also recognized that the golden-haired dragon girl had an extraordinary origin.

Although they had met in the Adventurers’ Guild before, at this moment, they seemed to have a tacit understanding and didn’t speak, merely sizing each other up.

“Welcome, welcome! To be honest, I envisioned many people as the first to arrive here—ancestor Edith, my dear sister Liliya, a certain legendary Adventurer from the guild… but I never expected it would be you—the mysterious Miss Vilyric.”

Ban swirled the crystal-clear purple liquid in his glass, his face still adorned with his usual gentle smile.

“Was it disappointing that I came first?”

Since the anticipated battle didn’t occur, then…

Without hesitation, Vilyric sat down at the table in the stone pavilion. She glanced at the exquisite pastries and wine jugs before her, casually picked a piece that caught her eye, and took a bite.

It was soft and fragrant; this fellow sure knew how to enjoy himself.

Vilyric didn’t believe that the Guardians would provide Ban with such things; it was more likely he had specially asked Rebecca to bring them, merely for show.

“Haha, how could that be? Rather, we seem to have quite a fateful connection. The first moment I saw you, I felt Miss Vilyric’s extraordinary aura; now it seems I was right all along.”

Smiling, Ban seemed to ask casually.

“However, I find one thing puzzling… What exactly does my sister find attractive about you, or what kind of reward did she promise, that made the usually aloof Miss Vilyric willingly join her ranks?”

   

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