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Chapter 133: Heart of the Red Dragon and Heart of the Blue Dragon

After thinking for a moment, the golden-robed girl gave an example.

“Miss Vilyric, have you heard of demon summoning? It’s somewhat similar. Demons, as inter-dimensional beings, cannot cross the spatial barriers to come to our side. Even if someone actively summons them through offerings or opening doors, it can only help weak demons descend into the mortal world.”

“I’m not clear about the true power and identity of the [Legislator], or their position, but their situation is likely the same—they are too strong to come here; the world will not easily allow their arrival.”

“Oh…”

If that’s the case, then it makes sense.

After all, if even the [Legislator’s Envoy] is a Transcendent Level Expert like Rebecca, then the real Legislators must be at least above Pseudo-Gods, or even higher.

In terms of levels, that would mean level 70 and above.

In this world, aside from some mythical species, others under normal circumstances seem unable to surpass the peak of transcendence to reach the level of Pseudo-Gods, just like Blood Clan Prince Lucini Constans, whose biological species limits her firmly within this range.

At this moment, Vilyric suddenly realized a blind spot.

“Wait, where did Ban get this token? He should only be at the Ink Steel level, how could he be chosen as an Envoy?”

This question seemed to be something Edith had already considered, as she immediately replied with a tone of speculation.

“I think it must be that little girl Rebecca who gave her token to Ban. As mentioned earlier, the [Dusk Council] is actually a relatively loose organization; being an [Envoy] is more like a recognition or reward, perhaps this was to gain that kid’s trust.”

“Well…”

Vilyric nodded, half-understanding.

If that’s the case, it does make sense. However, while Edith was downplaying it, the serious expression she had when she first laid eyes on the token still bothered the Priestess.

The [Dusk Council] is definitely not the friendly type.

Additionally…

“There’s one more thing. Do you know what it means to have green snake patterns on one’s body?”

“Mm?”

The golden-robed girl, having just taken a sip from her wooden cup, looked up in surprise.

“Have you encountered such a person, Miss Vilyric?”

“Not exactly encountered, but I have heard of them through some channels. Are they also [Envoys]?”

“No.”

The Guardian firmly denied it.

“If someone has the [World-devouring Serpent] totem inked on their body, then they can only be its worshippers in our world, which is a separate yet parallel group to the [Dusk Council], and they are even more loosely organized, mostly acting individually without any organization.”

“These types are usually members of cults, fascinated by bizarre things, like necromancers, alchemists, magic addicts, and depraved beings. They tend to have some issues with their character.”

“Or in other words, those who worship, and have connections to the [World-devouring Serpent], are generally malicious towards this world, expecting destruction or some so-called reconstruction to come. If you encounter them, Miss Vilyric, you can handle them without hesitation.”

“Well… I will try my best.”

Saying that, but in reality, Vilyric didn’t categorize them as direct enemies.

Although Edith was very friendly and provided a lot of information and assistance, ultimately, what she had just said was a subjective viewpoint from the perspective of the kingdom’s guardian.

It’s something to consider, but what matters is how the Priestess makes her own judgment after interacting with those individuals.

When Vilyric emerged from the dungeon, the night had fully fallen.

The night did not stop the celebrations for the new queen’s enthronement; the distant area was still brightly lit, while the dungeon, guarded strictly by the army, was somewhat quiet.

Donning her [Chameleon Cloak], Vilyric crossed through a dim alley and suddenly stopped, casting her gaze toward a corner beside her.

“Alright, come out.”

She said impatiently.

“Hehehe, Master…”

A tall girl with golden hair and an attractive figure stepped out of the corner. Usually cold and proud in front of others, she now looked like a guilty child, scratching her head awkwardly, not daring to make eye contact with the black-haired girl.

“You’ve got some nerve to disregard your master’s words? A little dragon girl kept you away for so long; what would happen when you run into a handsome dragon one day, huh? Wouldn’t you just run off with them?”

“Ah? No, no, no! How could that be, Master?! I have no thoughts about males at all, rather, pfft—”

Xiao Guang hurriedly tried to explain herself but suddenly seemed to realize something was off, quickly shutting her mouth. She even coughed for a while because she choked on her own saliva due to her hasty actions.

“?”

The Priestess frowned.

“Rather what?”

“Nothing! Just a slip of the tongue! Right, right! Master, take a look if this is what you were looking for?!”

In a hurry to change the topic, Little Dragon Daughter quickly pulled out a small iron box from her pouch and ran over, eagerly handing it to Vilyric.

“What’s this again?”

Touching the iron box, Vilyric could vaguely sense some high-energy reaction inside, feeling like a magic crystal or something. Where did her pet get this from?

Thinking too much is pointless; anyway, Xiao Guang wouldn’t harm her, so Vilyric opened the lid slightly without suspicion.

Boom!

“Wow!”

A wave of scorching heat surged out from the crack, rushing straight at the Priestess’s face. It was blocked by the defensive shield of [Feather Garb: Glarya], which caused no harm but startled Vilyric enough to almost drop the box from her hands.

“Uh! Master, are you alright?!”

At this moment, Xiao Guang seemed to finally snap out of her panic. Earlier, to divert the topic, she had directly handed the item to Vilyric but forgot to inform her of what was inside.

“I’m fine, this is…”

Waving her hand, her gaze fixed on the heat continuously seeping out, gradually raising the temperature of the surrounding air. The black-haired girl’s silver-blue eyes narrowed slightly.

Inside was a fire-red diamond-shaped crystal, about the size of a palm.

A powerful fire-element treasure, and most importantly, she could feel a unique aura emanating from it that was remarkably similar to that of Xiao Guang, peculiar to pureblood dragons.

If Vilyric were to identify something in this world that matched this, there would only be one thing.

“Is this the [Heart of the Red Dragon] that Miss Nastaia commissioned me to find? Where did you get it?”

Facing her master’s inquiry, Little Dragon Daughter naturally told all she knew.

“The little blue dragon gave it to me. She said it was to thank you for your kindness. Also, this item was originally obtained by the [Throne of Immortality] to neutralize her unstable emotional and cold forces, and it’s not very useful anymore.”

The [Heart of the Red Dragon] was actually with Rebecca?

Well, it makes sense; after all, she was the second seat in that organization, second only to the [Eternal Mage]. Though her qualifications and time in that position are short, it’s normal for the [Throne of Immortality] to provide her such a treasure to win Rebecca over.

“Master, Alexia asked me to tell you that her body has turned into a vengeful spirit and she must indirectly ingest new soul energy; otherwise, she will become an irrational and insane vengeful spirit.”

“With her Transcendent Level power, if this occurs, it would cause terrifying disasters anywhere.”

“As a semi-vengeful spirit, it’s extremely hard for her to die completely. If she directly commits suicide, it would only result in similar outcomes.”

Little Dragon Daughter continued to convey the message from another dragon princess.

“And if she faces injuries or consumes power, that urge and need will become even more pronounced. That’s why Alexia has been trying to avoid fighting strong opponents as much as possible to reduce the intake of souls, but… accidents always happen.”

“The [Heart of the Red Dragon] was something she acquired to suppress this situation, but its effectiveness isn’t ideal.”

“Alexia wants you to know this not to excuse her past actions but because this nightmare and curse, and the compulsory killings, have long made her conscience as a human suffer immense condemnation. She is very grateful for the redemption you’ve brought her.”

“That’s about it…”

Having sincerely recounted the necessary information, Little Dragon Daughter obediently kept quiet, not interfering with the Priestess’s thoughts.

Although Xiao Guang viewed the lives of ordinary humans as insignificant and felt no empathy for Rebecca’s guilt, she knew her master still cared.

“Is that so…”

It truly is a curse where one cannot seek life nor death.

The so-called “power and evolution,” a twisted form of immortality.

The [Balance of Life and Death], after triggering the redemption of being born, would free Rebecca from the shackles of so-called “immortality,” allowing her to return to a pure living being and reincarnate like any normal creature—those vengeful powers had long since been burned away by her last strike while burning her life.

Though losing the vengeful power would surely weaken her, Rebecca would also gain the potential for growth, and perhaps with the passage of time, she could reach new heights.

So, she might not need the [Heart of the Red Dragon] anymore.

At this point, there’s nothing more to say.

If she were in Rebecca’s position, Vilyric thought to herself, she wouldn’t be able to do better than that.

No wonder Rebecca chose the battlefield high above—the reason she awaited an existence capable of thoroughly killing the [Twin Dragon Princess].

Because should a Transcendent being lose control, if no one could restrain them, it would absolutely be possible for millions of lives to perish.

Rebecca can be said to be sealing away a gigantic bomb that could explode at any moment, with her own body as the vessel.

Though she has killed many, if she didn’t do so, what other options did Rebecca have? It might seem easy to stab herself and not care about anything anymore, but living on with the weight of her sins requires far more courage.

It’s astounding that the [Balance of Life and Death] can determine such things; it’s almost like a rule of causality.

Sealing the [Heart of the Red Dragon] in what is clearly a custom box, placing it in her item pouch, Vilyric understood that now was not the best time to study this thing closely.

“Let’s go, we’ll talk more at the inn.”

“Oh, okay, Master.”