Chapter 28
[What… what did you say? Arc Royle?]
-“Yes. Whether it’s due to severe injuries or something else, she’s lost consciousness… and there’s nothing we can do to help her.”
[No way, this can’t be happening…]
Eva’s sudden prayer came flying in.
Unlike regular transmission magic, this prayer allowed communication without the risk of interference or eavesdropping.
However, to achieve this, immense faith and a karma level matching extreme virtue were required.
One-way reception might be possible, but to have such a free two-way conversation through prayer was exceedingly rare.
Of the people I knew, almost no one but Eva could do this.
Anyway, the urgent report that came through such a private “prayer line” left me feeling deeply perplexed.
‘No, I just sent her off on a simple training mission in the back hills, so why am I hearing news of an accident from the Himalayas?’
Due to Arc Royle’s insistence, I had to halt direct surveillance for a few days.
Of course, I couldn’t be fully at ease, so in the meantime, I would occasionally attempt to observe her through our mental link as fellow angels. When these attempts failed, I took it as a sign that nothing was wrong.
Since the connection was based on mental linkage, I couldn’t know her exact whereabouts, but her continued use of the observation-blocking spell meant she wasn’t in any serious danger.
Yet… to hear a report like this when I confirmed “all was fine” just three or four hours ago?
What’s more, the location from which the prayer was sent wasn’t even near Kanan Kingdom—it was from a city called Sodomora.
Sodomora, deep within the territory of the Blackset Empire, practically enemy territory.
I felt a deep sense of bewilderment at this absurd situation.
At the same time, I couldn’t focus on the details now; the priority was rescuing Arc Royle.
I quickly reached out to her mentally.
Since we were linked by spirit, I thought I could wake her up and heal her swiftly.
But…
[?]
***
Eva’s party, now with the unconscious Arc Royle, had made their way outside of Sodomora in a hurry.
Thankfully, the entertainment district wasn’t as heavily guarded as the vicinity of the Magic Tower, so slipping out during the night wasn’t too difficult.
After getting far enough from Sodomora, they stopped in a secluded forest where they didn’t need to worry about prying eyes.
They gently laid the still-unconscious Arc Royle on the ground and immediately called for the Seraphim.
“Huu…”
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“Welcome, Seraphim.”
The moment Eva finished her prayer, the Seraphim appeared before them.
Eva was visibly relieved and somewhat comforted by the sight, while the Holy Knights, still unaccustomed to the Seraphim’s sudden appearances, couldn’t hide their startled expressions.
Unfazed by their reactions, the Seraphim’s gaze went straight to Arc Royle, who was lying on the ground.
[Was she like this from the moment you found her?]
“Yes, that’s correct. When we parted ways this morning, she seemed fine. But after infiltrating the Magic Tower and returning, she ended up like this…”
[Hmm…]
The Seraphim let out a small sigh.
Though his face lacked expression, preventing any clear reading of his emotions, Eva could vaguely sense what he was feeling.
At this moment, the emotion wasn’t anger or sorrow—it was something else…
It felt like ‘curiosity.’
It was unclear why he was reacting like this…
And then.
[First of all, good job. I’ll take Arc Royle and tend to her wounds for now. Also…]
With those words, Seraphim briefly glanced at Eva and the other Holy Knights.
After pondering something for a short moment, he seemed to make up his mind and continued speaking.
[No, you stay here for a while. And… re-enter Sodomora as soon as possible.]
“W-what? Why…?”
“I understand. We will follow your command.”
Eva stopped Reeve, who was voicing her doubts, and immediately expressed obedience.
After giving his orders, Seraphim disappeared instantly with Arc Royle, vanishing from sight.
“…Return to Sodomora? Why on earth?”
“With Lady Arc Royle injured, there’s nothing we can do on our own…”
The Holy Knights, including Reeve, expressed their doubts.
Eva, however, spoke in a firm tone.
“For now, follow Seraphim’s orders and wait. I’m sure there’s a reason we don’t know. Trust in his Divine Word and act according to his direction.”
“Yes, Commander.”
Despite their doubts, the Holy Knights decided to follow Seraphim’s command and Eva’s orders.
Meanwhile, after giving the command, Eva felt a deepening sense of suspicion and began to carefully review the situation.
‘There’s definitely something… something important that we can’t grasp yet…’
***
Wounds healing in an instant.
The injuries that had been hidden beneath her clothes were now fully restored.
And,
Her ‘hungry stomach,’ which had been empty.
Complete recovery through divine magic.
As the healing ended,
The angel, with pink hair and white wings, slowly opened her eyes.
{…Where is this?..}
[Have you woken up? Is there anywhere that still hurts?]
{…!}
She did not seem surprised to see me, cautiously checking her body in response to my question.
Afterward, the small angel looked at me and spoke cautiously.
{No… nothing hurts. Were you the one who saved me?}
[No, I only healed you. You were rescued by humans, Eva and her group. Be sure to thank them later.]
{Humans… Yes, I will.}
She responded cautiously to my words, speaking with a careful voice.
As I watched the girl, who seemed ready for conversation,
[Now then, let’s get to the point.]
I asked in a calm voice,
Even more carefully this time.
[Who are you?]
{!}
***
8 hours earlier.
The Magic Tower of Sodomora.
This enormous tower, named after the city itself, occupied 60% of the entire city.
Its size alone surpassed most Royal Palaces.
Arc Royle, who had infiltrated the tower, moved cautiously through the interior, heading toward its deepest part.
As expected, the magic detection spells didn’t react to her movements at all.
Although magicians and guards occasionally passed by, no one paid attention to her, concealed beneath a mage’s robe.
‘I should be arriving soon…’
Within the Magic Tower, where the density of mana was at its highest—in other words, the place heavily guarded by layers of security spells—Eva had indicated that this was where all the important documents were concentrated. If they searched there, she believed they had a good chance of finding the information they were seeking about angels.
“I wonder what sort of things I’ll find. Honestly, I don’t know much about my own race either…”
Having lived a considerable amount of time freely, away from Heaven, Arc Royle couldn’t even remember the last time she encountered one of her own kind. Perhaps during a battle, had she briefly come across a couple of angels affiliated with the church? But they were merely ordinary angels (9th class), far weaker compared to her. Even then, there had been no time to exchange words, as the encounters occurred in the heat of battle.
As Arc Royle thought about these things, a growing sense of anticipation took hold of her. Seraphim had also expressed some dissatisfaction regarding the lack of knowledge about their origins, so the closer they got to their destination, the more Arc Royle’s curiosity heightened.
And then—
“Oh, is this it?”
The room they had finally reached gave off a very different vibe from the rest of the tower. A spacious room filled with rows of books. Security spells covered every inch of the place, immediately indicating that something of great importance was stored here.
Among the many items, one in particular caught Arc Royle’s eye. Unlike the other documents tucked neatly in their respective places, this one was prominently displayed at the center, as if to scream, “I am important!” Drawn to it, Arc Royle naturally walked towards the book.
It exuded an aura of importance, so much so that Arc Royle couldn’t help but approach it with eager anticipation. Carefully, she opened the book.
And then—
“Angel Mass Production Plan”
[!]
Her expression froze the moment she read the title.
[What… did it say?]
The contents were completely unexpected. With trembling hands, she hurriedly began skimming through the pages. Arc Royle, with the exceptional reading speed that all angels possessed, could finish reading an entire book in mere minutes. And as she raced through the pages, her heart began to pound uncontrollably.
-“Angel Mass Production Plan.
In the current era, the strategic value of angels cannot be ignored.
Angels, beings far more powerful than humans.
Especially, if Archangels stronger than even the most renowned heroes could be artificially replicated through alchemy and special magic, they would undoubtedly be a formidable asset in the upcoming ‘Plan.’
To achieve this, the Magic Tower has extracted samples from the archangel employed by the Empire.
Using special magic and alchemy, they have begun producing copies of her—dubbed Angelculus.
The name of the archangel who provided the sample is…”**
“Arc… Royle”
The realization hit her like a bolt of lightning. Memories from long ago flooded back.
The mages from Sodomora had collected her feathers, her hair, even her blood.
Now she finally understood their true purpose.
As the truth sank in, a deep and intense anger began to rise within her.
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