Chapter 62: Mentor of Justice
What is the "Error" plotting?
To seek revenge and hunt down the ancient gods one by one?
Hermione was unsure whether the "Error" had even developed emotions and cognition like "revenge" at this point, but she was certain that its objective was far from being that simple.
"We can look at it from another angle." At this moment, Amanis, standing atop the Pillar of Stars, spoke up, "Is there anything in the Giants' King Court that the 'Error' would care about?"
Hearing this, Hermione felt a stir in her heart. While a terrestrial divine kingdom like the Giants' King Court certainly contained plenty of treasures, very few of them would be of any interest to the "Error."
As a unique, special entity brought to life after the convergence of a Uniqueness, aside from a strong survival instinct, the "Error's" goals would inevitably point toward its own completion.
Noticing Hermione's silence, Amanis smiled and said, "It seems you have some ideas?"
Amanis's words pulled Hermione back to her thoughts, and she couldn't help but complain internally that being able to read her thoughts right through her light-and-shadow projection meant Amanis was the true Mind Reader here...
Hermione nodded slightly. "I have some clues, but nothing is certain yet."
Amanis did not press further and said, " Relying on the status and power transferred from the 'King of Dark-Eyed Evil Dragons,' I can use the divine statue to channel the power of a true deity, concealing you and Selina from the gaze of the gods, and creating an opportunity for you to use your teleportation abilities."
"However... this opportunity only comes once."
Securing this authority—which could save Hermione's life—was the fundamental reason Amanis had agreed to the transaction with the "Error." The craving for the "Darkness" Uniqueness possessed by the "King of Dark-Eyed Evil Dragons" came second.
Hearing this, Hermione was momentarily stunned, and then a warm sense of relief spread through her heart. "I understand."
Returning from the dream space, Hermione saw Selina waiting nearby, her hands nervously clenched.
She sighed softly, drawing the young girl's gaze.
A hint of apology surfaced in the depths of Hermione's eyes. "I'm sorry, Selina, I didn't find your brother either."
Selina lowered her shoulders in mild dejection, but then forced a smile at the corners of her mouth. "Actually... I was even more afraid that you would bring news that my brother had already, already died."
Selina knew in her heart that actually finding Theo's whereabouts wouldn't bring good news.
The girl's voice was very soft and light. After speaking, she lowered her head again, her drooping bangs masking her expression. "As it is now, there's still a glimmer of hope. I can at least imagine that my brother is living a good life somewhere..."
Hearing this, Hermione sighed, reached out, and gently ruffled the girl's hair.
The girl's emotions came quickly and went just as quickly. Selina soon lifted her head with a renewed optimism, though... she had simply temporarily shelved those emotions deep in her heart. "I'm getting hungry. What shall we have for dinner?"
"Let's see what ingredients are left."
"I remember there is honey. Please make some sweets."
"Sweets for dinner? Well, I suppose you Nightwatchers don't need to sleep anyway."
...
Deep in the night, the tallest and most magnificent palace of the Giants' King Court was shrouded in an orange-yellow twilight that seemed as dense as substance, while the surrounding vast regions plunged into the deep night that lulled all living things to sleep.
The silky, profound darkness embraced all the emotions of the living. Hermione could hear the muffled sobs of the young girl from the neighboring room buried in her bedding.
Without much sleepiness, and making sure not to make any sound that might disturb the next room, Hermione linked her consciousness with the "Blasphemy Slate," gradually sinking into the "Sea of Chaos."
Whenever she immersed herself in the Sea of Chaos, Hermione could feel a distinct, vibrant jubilation emanating from the "Hanged Man" and "Sun" Uniquenesses.
Hermione was well aware that as long as she cast aside the buffering effect of the Blasphemy Slate, she could directly harness even greater power with the assistance of the Sea of Chaos.
However, doing so rashly would likely loosen the coffin lid of some old bastard.
As Hermione's thoughts shifted, the indescribable ocean gradually blurred, and the gigantic stone statue supporting heaven and earth stood before her eyes. Upon the Pillar of the Sun, a cluster of gentle, luminous Beyonder characteristics condensed.
That was the Sequence 3 Beyonder characteristic of the Sun pathway that Hermione had long since bartered from the stone statue using spiritual materials.
"A 'Mentor of Justice'..."
It wasn't that Hermione didn't want to walk the path of justice, but the perspective of every living being is narrow; no one can boldly declare that the path they walk is absolute justice.
Moreover, the greater the ability, the more frequently one encounters dilemmas like the trolley problem.
Yet, yearning for justice is always a beautiful thing.
Hermione cradled this cluster of Beyonder characteristics, illuminated by their brilliant glow.
That sacred profile materialized on the right side of her cheek.
The illusory passage connecting to the real world gradually solidified.
Wriggling crimson flesh, like a carpet, flowed and expanded outward with Hermione's body as the center.
It covered the floor of the room, climbed up the walls, and finally converged at the ceiling, completely sealing off the giant-sized chamber.
A cluster of bright Beyonder characteristics drifted from the illusory passage, landing beside the closed eyes on Hermione's right cheek.
A pair of sacred eyes opened on her cheek.
At the same time, an illusory and divine grayish-white dragon head emerged beside Hermione's face, similarly gazing at the cluster of light.
A virtual persona split off from Hermione, sharing her mindset, and fused into the "Mentor of Justice" Beyonder characteristic.
Attracted by the herding ability, the "Mentor of Justice" characteristic actively pressed against the sacred profile.
Accompanied by the agony of being herded, various abilities of the Purification domain transformed into powers commanded by the sacred profile.
Fortunately, Hermione's soul, having reached the Saint level, was sufficiently resilient; the agony of this herding process was bearable.
Within the dream space, Hermione—now herding the "Mentor of Justice"—cast her gaze toward the "Blasphemy Slate" before her, but the portion belonging to the "Sun" pathway had not manifested.
This verified once again that herding could not unlock the Blasphemy Slate.
However, Hermione, possessing the "Three-Faced Sanctuary," perceived that after simultaneously herding the "Dream Weaver" and the "Mentor of Justice," she was able to borrow even more power belonging to the Sea of Chaos.
Following this sensation, if she were to continue herding the "Insightful" from the White Tower pathway and the "Sea King" from the Tyrant pathway, she estimated she could pry open even more...
In the days that followed, Hermione took the initiative to wander around the King Court. The giant king's youngest son, the "God of Glory" Bradr, always seemed to have plenty of leisure time, occasionally dropping by Hermione's quarters as a guest to chat.
"Does Your Highness not need to busy yourself with the preparations for the ceremony?" Hermione asked casually.
At the mention of the ceremony, Bradr wore an expression of annoyance. "Every time there's a ceremony, I'm only allowed to stand all the way at the back. It's so boring. It's much more interesting to come here and talk to a tiny person like you."
Hermione asked again, "Has the 'King' not returned yet?"
Bradr shook his massive head. "I don't know... Whether he comes back or not, no one specifically tells me. Mother and my older brother basically handle all the affairs within the clan."