The Hero King, Reincarnate to Master the Art of War ~And Thus, I Became The Strongest Knight Disciple (♀) in The World~

Chapter 457: 16 Year Old Inglis and the Highland on Distance Sea (66)

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With this ability, it would be no challenge to transfer from the faraway vast ocean all the way here, to Vault Lake in the Royal Capital of Charalia, along with the entirety of Illuminus.

Distance and weight become meaningless when one can rewrite the very laws of the world itself. The only thing that matters is that Inglis herself knows where she is headed.

When she wielded the weaponized forms of Eris and Ripple, their powers enhanced and amplified Inglis' Ether, elevating it to the High Ether necessary to perform Divine Feat.

The purpose of Inglis' training inside the Sarcophagus of Greyfriar was to become capable of performing it alone.

Even though the Sarcophagus of Greyfriar is said to be indestructible and without an exit, Divine Feat can still bypass its constraints; mere mortals cannot impede gods.

Her training was a painstaking, time-consuming process, akin to weaving her Ether meticulously, without any gaps, and intricately, aiming to create a masterpiece of terrifying precision—a grueling, near-unfathomable ordeal.

However, thanks to this, with enough time and effort, she could now generate the High Ether on her own.

Though it wasn't as convenient as when she wielded Eris and Ripple, whose presence allowed her to immediately manipulate High Ether, it now required that she refine and store the essence in advance, only to release it when necessary.

To use Divine Feat independently again, it would take some time to refine and store more Ether.

Smack!

With only a piece of children's clothing wrapped around her chest, Inglis felt a sudden smack on her exposed back. Though Rafinha beamed with a bright smile, there was no malice in her action, but it still stung a little.

"Thank you, Glis! As expected of you! The Prism Flow isn’t falling anymore, and Illuminus isn’t sinking, and Mais and the others are saved!"

The reason Illuminus isn't sinking isn't because of Inglis' power, but simply because the water depth here isn't as deep as the original location, and the bottom is already touching the lakebed.

That aside, being suddenly hugged makes it hard to feel anything bad about it. The slight pain in her back is completely forgotten.

"No, thank you… truly.”

"Huh?"

Though it may have only been a few days for Rafinha and the others, for Inglis, the time spent inside the Sarcophagus of Greyfriar felt like years.

It had been good training, and thanks to Eris and Ripple, she could clearly see the goal of mastering High Ether and Divine Feat, but the difficulty and the long solitary time spent working on it were not without hardship. ṙ𝙖ℕȏΒΕṣ

Since being reincarnated as Inglis Eux, she had never been apart from Rafinha for so long, and frankly, she had felt lonely. However, it was also the desire to see Rafinha again soon that supported Inglis, driving her forward through the long training.

That, perhaps, was what ultimately allowed her to complete the training that even King Inglis couldn’t have finished, leading her to escape the Sarcophagus of Greyfriar on her own.

"It’s really been a long time, Rani. Let me see your face more clearly."

"Mm…? Sure, here you go!"

Rafinha smiles brightly again.

—So very cute. It feels as though my heart is being cleansed.

Inglis smiles in return exchanges a happy grin with her.

It feels right. This is what’s good, this is what I wanted.

However, after a moment, Inglis lets out a sigh.

"I’m glad everyone’s safe, but I really regret leaving the Prisma and the giant behind. I wanted to fight them… it’s such a shame."

Whether it was by chance or something else, the way the Prisma was tamed like a steed was truly impressive. Maxwell and the faceless giant were so impressive that Inglis couldn't help but feel that their range of ability application and evolution held infinite possibilities.

Perhaps, they might even combine with the Prisma and evolve into something completely different. Inglis wanted to witness that, and she wanted to fight them.

"No way, I don’t want anything to do with them!" Rafinha shook her head vigorously after hearing Inglis.

"I don’t want to see them for a while either. Especially that armor…" Leone had been forcibly outfitted by Tiffany, and it seemed that her body had been controlled. Inglis had experienced that very attack from Tiffany before as well.

In order to imprison Inglis in the Sarcophagus of Greyfriar, Tiffany had parted from Leone, but it seemed she was unharmed afterward, which was a relief.

"That Prisma… the Sea Devil should’ve been taken out if possible, but… I suppose it can’t be helped." In Liselotte’s town of Shealot, many ships had likely been sunk in the past by that Prisma.

If it had been defeated, the safety of sea voyages in the Shaker Open Sea would have greatly improved. As the daughter of Duke Althea, the lord of Shealot, it was a regret that weighed heavily on her.

Inglis, too, would prefer to return to the original location as soon as possible and face off against the Prisma, Maxwell, Tiffany, and the faceless giant. Unfortunately, she wouldn't be able to use the Divine Feat technique unless she spent some time refining her High Ether.

It would be a different story if they had a Hyrule Menace here, but Eris was still in the Sarcophagus of Greyfriar and couldn't move, and Arles was probably heading toward Alucard due to the activities of the Order of the Arcane Wardens.

So, if Ripple was still in the capital… perhaps they could return to the Shaker Open Sea.

Nevertheless, there was something else to address at the moment.

"Leone, Liselotte, I'm sorry for worrying you both."

"No, I'm just glad you're okay!"

"Welcome back, Miss Inglis!"@@novelbin@@

Not only Rafinha, but Leone and Liselotte also hugged Inglis.

— Rafinha was family, a cousin, and essentially like a granddaughter to Inglis, so being hugged by her was just cute and pleasant. However, being hugged by Leone and Liselotte was a bit awkward. It made Inglis feel a little guilty.

This feeling arose because there was still a trace of a male consciousness in her, which perhaps gave her a sense of reassurance.

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