As they kept walking—through glass tunnels, rune-lined corridors, and the occasional glowing herb jar—Zeon casually stretched his arms behind his head.
Fran, still skipping behind them like a sugar-hyped catgirl on a school trip, was humming her own made-up tune:
"Glowy room, floaty doom, shiny dagger, stabby boom~"
Eventually, they reached a strange door at the end of the hallway. Unlike the others, this one was massive—square-shaped, made entirely of smooth silver metal with glowing rune lines etched around its frame like a magical circuit board. At the top was a small device that looked suspiciously like a magical eyeball crossed with a surveillance crystal.
Zeon stepped forward, clearly eager to be the first to impress.
"Alright, allow me to—"
■••••■
A sudden beam of light blasted down from the scanner, hitting all of them like a flash photo taken by an overenthusiastic grandma.
■••Scanning... Royal Line Detected... Access Granted. Royalty Accepted.••■
