The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix's Novels Also Desires Happiness Chapter 373: Opening the Door

"Did it succeed?"

In the silence, no one knew whose murmur it was.

Those who still had the nerve to remain in this place all stared blankly at the slender figure standing before the great door, nervously watching as the countless motes of light around her slowly faded away. It was like witnessing the occurrence of a miracle.

As though it had been a long, endless wait.

After a long while, the girl finally stepped back, removing both hands from the door. Countless threads of magic withdrew into her fingertips, and the sacred radiance disappeared completely.

Under everyone’s gaze, she first examined the golden door with the eyes of soone appreciating her own artwork, confirming that everything capable of posing a threat had been neutralized. Then, as if using the last bit of strength left in her body, she nodded.

"Mm, it succeeded."

The voice echoed.

Everyone fell silent once again.

Then—cheers!

It had actually... truly succeeded!

That Saintess candidate who had always been obscure and unnoticed until now had really, with astonishingly powerful thods that left everyone speechless, turned the situation around and pulled everything that should have collapsed back onto the proper track.

Hundreds of magic arrays were constructed within only a few minutes and, using them as the foundation, reconnected to the decryption progress of several others, finally lifting all the complex seals and chanisms applied to this great door.

It was a miracle.

Before this, almost no one had held any expectations for her. And the person whom most had previously placed their expectations on... had nearly destroyed everything with his own hands.

Everything—so dramatic, and yet, so natural.

"I..."

Narisqi’s face turned ashen, his hands clenched tightly, nails embedding deep into his flesh... then powerlessly loosened. He couldn’t even bring himself to utter words like “perhaps it was only luck,” words that might’ve let him save so face, because having observed that scene up close, he understood deeply that this result had clearly co from the girl’s astonishing knowledge and the solid foundation built through countless days and nights of hard work.

Everything ca from the girl’s effort.

And effort—was sothing that could not be refuted.

"Pretty impressive."

Annie crossed her arms. Though she still looked sideways with that haughty expression, there was an undeniable gravity in her eyes, as though recognizing for the first ti the true nature of the seemingly delicate girl before her. Yet when she accidentally glanced toward the girl’s chest—at that fullness she could never in her life compare to—her face once again turned unpleasant.

"Impressive indeed." Margarita’s expression softened rarely, smiling as she nodded.

"Thank you."

Liya replied shyly. Just as she was about to speak again, her slender body suddenly swayed, nearly falling over. The miracle just now had not been sothing easily achieved; the rapid construction of so many arrays, coupled with the intricate decoding work, had nearly exhausted all her ntal strength. Now, even standing was difficult.

Fortunately, at that mont, a pair of familiar, warm hands—as expected—caught her.

"You okay?"

Muen’s handso face appeared within Liya’s sight, making her eyes, which had dimd from the excessive depletion of spirit power, instantly brighten again with lively light.

"I’m fine."

She shook her head lightly.

"Just a little exhausted."

"That’s good."

Muen handed Liya a handkerchief.

"Wipe your sweat."

"Mm."

Liya took the handkerchief and was just about to wipe her face, when her hand suddenly froze. She lifted her head, those clear, beautiful eyes sweeping repeatedly across Muen’s calm face.

"What’s wrong?"

Muen felt sowhat unnatural under her gaze.

But Liya only pressed her lips together in a smile, her eyes ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) shining even brighter.

He looked so composed, as though he had already foreseen this outco long ago. Yet he didn’t even realize that his own handkerchief had already been soaked through with sweat.

Hmph.

...

...

"The difficulty of breaking the door’s seal was higher than I thought."

Brian returned to Freya’s side, respectfully handing back a small black sphere.

"But fortunately, thanks to that Saintess candidate’s help, there was no need to use this."

"You’ve worked hard, Brian."

Freya retrieved the black sphere and carefully examined it in her palm.

It was an object resembling an eyeball, faintly alive, emitting a divine light. An ancient relic—The Eye of Omniscience.

Though, this one was a replica.

The real Eye of Omniscience was currently in the hands of His Holiness the Pope, used to monitor the Evil Gods and the Abyss.

But even as a replica, this Eye of Omniscience was enough to discern the structure of the golden gate.

Although knowing the structure only slightly increased the success rate, it was indeed the very reason she had dared to pat her chest and assure Muen with confidence earlier.

But she hadn’t expected...

"As expected of you, the teacher’s most beloved student."

Freya’s gaze passed over the Eye of Omniscience, over the gathered crowd, and finally settled upon that frail-looking girl. Her expression was complicated.

"Should I find an opportunity to kill her?"

Hearing that, a flash of cold light crossed Brian’s face.

"Do you want to die here too?"

Freya glanced coldly at Brian.

He imdiately lowered his head respectfully. "I wouldn’t dare."

"My dear Brian, you’re too impatient."

Freya stretched out her hand and gently stroked Brian’s face. Her expression returned to its usual sacred calm and gentleness.

"Now isn’t the ti. There’s no need to rush. Everything is still within our control. What we need to do now is simply wait."

"Yes."

Brian rubbed against Freya’s palm like a cat, eyes flickering with fanatical fire.

Freya smiled faintly, lifting her head again.

"Besides..."

Her gaze now fell upon the golden door. The gentle curve of her lips faintly carried a strange, unsettling aning.

"Nothing has ended yet. Everything... is just beginning."

...

...

"Oh my, how long are you two planning to keep clinging to each other?"

Phil’s voice suddenly cut in, making Liya—flushed with embarrassnt—hastily pull away from that warmth like a frightened deer hiding into the woods. Then, pretending to fix her hair, she acted as though nothing had happened, though her cheeks still glowed with a lovely blush.

She seed to recover quickly.

eting soone’s nearly murderous gaze, Phil didn’t continue teasing the girl and instead shifted the subject.

"Aren’t you going to open the door?"

Right—open the door!

Only now did everyone rember what was most important at this mont. Excitent turned into restless energy, and the scene once again beca noisy.

But no one moved first, for according to the previous contract, the breaker had the right to open the door first.

However, being the first to open it wasn’t necessarily a good thing, for what lay beyond the door was still unknown.

"Who’s going?"

Annie glanced around, and when no one answered, she thought for a mont before fixing her gaze on a tall, thin figure.

"You go."

"Eh?"

Narisqi was stunned, pointing at himself. "?"

"Who else? You’re also one of the breakers—you have the qualification!"

"But I—"

Annie’s cold stare instantly shut his mouth.

Redeem yourself, redeem yourself...

Narisqi shook his head bitterly and walked silently to the great door.

Well, this might be fine too. Everyone had worked so hard for the sake of opening this door, hadn’t they?

If he went first, maybe he could even seize so advantage.

Consoling himself with that thought, Narisqi gradually applied strength with both hands and pushed open the golden door.