Chapter 93: Rebecca’s Complete Form
Leona, still dazed from Abyss’s sudden kiss, stared at him, speechless.
“Leona, you’re my lucky star!” Abyss exclaimed, clapping his hands excitedly. “I’ve been planning my grand graveyard in the Elven Kingdoms, but I’ve been struggling with issues like privacy, security, accessibility, and the environment. Your suggestion was a revelation! I don’t need to worry about those trivial matters anymore!”
“Hey! What was that for?!” Leona finally reacted, realizing he had kissed her cheek. She could still feel the tingling sensation where his lips had touched her skin.
Rebecca, turning to Flora, whispered, “Why is Abyss so excited? Does he really want a house that badly?”
Flora chuckled softly. “Before he met us, he was a wanderer, with no permanent home. Now that he has a safe place to stay, he’s overjoyed.”
“Leona, we have a home now! Aren’t you happy?!” Abyss exclaimed, his excitement still bubbling over, as he grabbed her shoulders again.
“Help! ABC is being a pervert!” Leona shouted, struggling playfully. She didn’t exert her full strength, or she could shatter his bones with a single shrug. “I’m not marrying you! At least… At least not without a pro… pro…”
“Ah, I apologize. Did you not like that?” Abyss asked, suddenly realizing he had gotten carried away. He released her immediately. “I got a bit excited. I’m sorry.”
Leona, her face crimson, stared at him, speechless, the rest of her sentence caught in her throat.
“That’s so Abyss,” Rebecca said, giggling.
Flora smiled wryly, anticipating Leona’s reaction.
Bam!
Leona, in a fit of embarrassed rage, threw Abyss out of the room.
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Rebecca now had her own familiar. After Abyss explained the summoning spell, she excitedly transferred her equipment and ingredients from the magical catfish’s belly into her Anywhere Door.
The space within the door was hemispherical, its floor a large circle, its area vast, almost seven thousand square meters, far exceeding her initial expectations. According to Abyss, expanding the space was simply a matter of providing more mana. He could easily enlarge it whenever she needed more space.
The space’s appearance was also determined by its creator. Rebecca had chosen white ceramic tiles for the floor and a sky-blue dome for the ceiling. Leona and Flora helped her arrange her equipment and ingredients, organizing the portable laboratory. With so much space, she even designated an area for their clothes, a temporary dressing room until Abyss’s grand graveyard was built.
Abyss had offered to help, but Leona glared at him whenever he tried to enter the laboratory. He sat outside, dejected, wondering why she suddenly disliked him.
By midday, Rebecca’s alchemy laboratory was complete. Now, she was truly in her element. As an academic genius specializing in alchemy and mechanics, she was different from Leona and Flora. Leona excelled in combat, her skills always readily available. Flora’s Divine Arts were also easily accessible. But Rebecca’s strength lay in her intellect. She needed a space to experiment and bring her ideas to life. Now, she could not only work whenever inspiration struck, but also take advantage of the slower time flow within the Anywhere Door, conducting her experiments without the pressure of time constraints. She had achieved a state of alchemical nirvana.
As long as either Abyss or Rebecca was outside, they could summon or dismiss the door at will. It was incredibly convenient. However, when the door was dismissed, the exit within the laboratory also vanished, trapping anyone inside.
Having completed their tasks, they left the guesthouse. It was almost lunchtime, and they decided to visit Givia. They couldn’t keep her in the dark about their midnight escapade at the palace.
Upon arriving at the headquarters, the guards, now familiar with them, allowed them to enter without much questioning.
Givia was indeed having lunch, sitting at her small table, a heavily marked map in one hand, a piece of bread in the other. She smiled when she saw them. “Good afternoon. Have you eaten yet? If you’re hungry, you can join me. I hope you don’t mind the simple fare.”
Her meal was far from what one would expect of a princess: a piece of plain bread, a plate of chopped fruits and vegetables, a small dish of cheese slices, and a glass of water, likely to prevent choking on the dry bread.
“Why are you eating so little? This isn’t enough! Can you even get full on this?” Leona asked, her voice filled with concern.
“This is my usual meal. The Restoration Army’s funds are limited. As a princess, I must set an example. We need to conserve our resources,” Givia said, smiling gently. “Don’t worry, if we’re going to battle, I’ll eat a proper meal. I need my strength to fight.”
“How is the situation?” Flora asked, her voice filled with concern.
“We’re still in a stalemate. The situation remains dire. We acquired a batch of potions, but according to my intelligence reports, the enemy has suddenly gained a significant number of high-ranking Dou Warriors and mages. They haven’t caused us significant losses yet, but we can’t be reckless. It’s not time for a counterattack yet,” Givia explained. “I suspect those new recruits are Shadowlings, those monstrous creatures Kevin has been creating. They’re a nuisance.”
“If you’re talking about Shadowlings, we might have some information about them,” Abyss said. “We visited the palace last night and retrieved the trees Kevin uses to create them.”
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