Early morning.
Two hours before setting off in the morning.
Ronald rose from the camp and ca alone to lean against a tree by the roadside.
At this mont, the sky was still predominantly black.
The quiet wilderness, with nothing but the sound of the wind sweeping across the land.
For Ronald now, the road ahead was filled with uncertainties.
Take, for instance, the rchant who had arrived at the camp the night before—
It was a very small group, a father conducting small trades with his family in this world, maintaining a standard of contentnt.
Due to the situation of collecting supplies at Barrier Mountain recently.
Their current goal was to transport the goods in the carriage to Barrier Mountain, hoping to earn so startup capital for future shop purchases.
Unfortunately...
At Barrier Mountain nowadays, they were unlikely to make any money.
Ronald looked up, and the sky in the direction of Barrier Mountain was naturally pitch-black. In fact, after stabilizing the internal structure of the Wizard’s group, a powerful spell barrier had completely hidden the mountain suspended in the air.
Not to ntion at this distance.
Even if one were to get closer, ordinary people could not possibly see Barrier Mountain with the naked eye now.
Under the leadership of a man-made deity, the Wizard’s organization at Barrier Mountain increasingly seed to completely block everything.
"Ronald, you’re up early."
At this ti, Catherine also ca over at the end of the morning.
The three original holders, enhanced by spells, could completely forgo sleep for several days.
However, Bapulor, true to his desires, was comfortably resting in his dreams, while Ronald and Catherine had no intention to rest.
Catherine ca beside Ronald, greeted him simply, and then leaned against the tree, her tone and gaze naturally shifting to the saintly legacy behind him.
"This sword... is quite interesting."
Even if one were not sensitive to people’s nas, at this mont, there should be a reaction.
Hearing the implication in Catherine’s words, Ronald imdiately took off his sword and unwrapped the black cloth tied around it.
"Sword of Saint Catherine, given to by the church."
"..."
"Viv Lindsay Catherine, that’s my full na."
Catherine was silent for a few seconds, then began to introduce in a complex tone:
"I heard that before being sealed, my grandmother was from royalty, with ancestors who were titled saints by the church."
Ronald generously handed over the saint’s legacy:
"Want to take a look?"
"Thank you."
Catherine gratefully spoke, then took the jet-black sword in her hands, her fingertips slowly gliding along the blade edge until finally stopping at the guard.
"Black Rose, this was the family crest of our household before being sealed."
"Even now, the battle robe I’ve prepared still bears this color and pattern..."
Catherine introduced the saint’s legacy to Ronald as if recounting treasures.
And Ronald, in this process, affird sothing.
The Sword of Saint Catherine, a weapon with stringent usage conditions, entered a very active state the mont it reached this Wizard’s hands.
The person in question was undoubtedly the legitimate heir of the Saint’s legacy.
"This guy actually has so skills. If you can defeat your opponent and channel Magic Power into the black rose above, you will be able to gather the ability to manipulate people’s hearts and then fully exert it on a specific target."
"Rember to use this technique against strong foes in the future."
Finally, with a bold introduction, Catherine returned the dark Saint’s legacy to Ronald.
She had no intention of reclaiming this family treasure.
On the contrary.
Leaning against the trunk, Catherine now wore a very happy smile:
"Ronald, I’ve noticed that people here still tend to address each other by their surna; whereas outside, calling soone by their na seems to be the norm, like—Ronald."
Hearing the topic Catherine introduced, Ronald explained from his own perspective:
"This difference probably stems from improved efficiency in information transmission."
"For instance, when communication thods were primitive, if a lord suddenly died, his subjects would hardly know about it right away. Thus, the successor using the deceased lord’s surna as an address could naturally help others quickly grasp his identity."
"As information transmission efficiency increased, this issue naturally disappeared. At that ti, to highlight one’s own features or to break away from so negative influences of predecessors, addressing soone by their na rather than their surna beca more common."
"..."
"This is not sothing people research just for fun."
After a few seconds of silence, Catherine gave Ronald a aningful look.
Then she no longer dwelled on this topic but pointed towards the sky in the direction of Barrier Mountain.
"Actually, in my plan, it was inevitable for both of you to break the seal and return to the outside world. The escape and battle last night were partly influenced by my own selfish desires."
"..."
"Back when we were at Barrier Mountain, I had been keeping an eye on your situation. Initially, you alone held off three Great Wizards, but later other disciplines also ca to support, and eventually facing over a dozen enemies possessing the original texts—truly impressive..."
Ronald’s exclamation ca from the heart.
Thanks to the deciphering of the so-called ’divine texts,’ the Great Wizard of Barrier Mountain wielding the original texts essentially ant that he had activated the Complete Technique.
Though there was still a gap compared to leaders of schools like Bapulor.
But there was definite combat power indeed.
Catherine being able to single-handedly stop such a number of original text holders and not even getting hurt—if Ronald were to seriously assess, Catherine’s claim that she was the strongest among the three might just be true.
A simple exclamation moved past Catherine’s words.
However, Ronald noticed sothing:
"You just said... it was definite that both of us would break free from the seal?"
"This world, although called a seal, had actually existed before that final battle. The battle of the Wizards just opened this entrance, and then turned a region into a place where they could survive."
Catherine explained in a detached tone.
Then she moved closer to Ronald, patting his shoulder with a subtle deanor:
"The world isn’t sothing humans can play with at will, if you want to continue on, so things must be done by soone."
"..."
Ronald heard the resoluteness in Catherine’s words.
Then he fell silent.
——[Infinite Negative Domain].
Through his own original text’s ability, Ronald of course knew the real na of this world. However, his knowledge was not enough to reveal the world’s true secrets from that na.
What could be the matter that made Catherine show such an attitude?
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