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There is no such thing as an absolute person or object in this world.
If there were to be an absolute, it could only be—
"That in this world, absolutes do not exist."
The Magic-Nullifying Crystal has an extremely suppressive effect on Mages.
Even a small piece is enough to prevent a Great Mage like Frieren from using magic.
This is the first function of the Magic-Nullifying Crystal—magic suppression.
However, while the ore restrains Mages, it can also become a "weapon" in their hands.
For example, after that crazy woman Kanone used the ore on Yulian,
she successfully caused him enormous trouble,
even putting him into a coma.
"Frieren, do you remember the magical laws researched by Flamme?"
Serie unbuttoned Yulian's outer coat, gently placing the Spiegel on his bare chest exposed to the air.
"Flamme researched many laws. Which one do you mean?"
Frieren quietly gazed at the Spiegel, which, like a beating heart, rose and fell on Yulian's chest, emitting a faint purple glow.
Sitting there, she replied to Serie.
Yulian's breathing gradually steadied as the Spiegel approached.
Serie curled her lips into a smile.
"Law number thirteen."
The moment Serie spoke, Frieren, as if reciting from memory, began reciting the so-called thirteenth magical law:
"Magic Law Thirteen: The amount of mana an object can hold is limited. However, the nature of the mana it holds can be infinite."
After finishing, Frieren suddenly looked at Yulian in realization.
"So you're saying that the Magic-Nullifying Crystal, though seemingly suppressing magic, actually absorbs mana. And when it absorbs a certain type of mana to a certain extent, it loses its so-called [magic suppression] function?!"
At this moment, even Frieren had to admit—whether it was her own master, Flamme, or her great-grandmaster Serie before her, they were geniuses!
They had managed to bypass the common misunderstanding that Mages have about the ore and instead grasp its true nature!
Previously, Frieren had once carelessly tried to take a Magic-Nullifying Crystal to sell for pocket money, but Fern had sternly stopped her.
The concept that the ore represents danger is a firmly established consensus among magicians, both ancient and modern.
"It wasn't me who thought of it..." Serie said, slightly reluctant to admit it.
"But I wasn't willing to accept praise that didn't belong to me."
"He told me that if things went wrong when he returned, I should place the Spiegel on him."
"I see."
Frieren gently nodded, looking at the square black-iron mirror on Yulian's chest gradually glowing brighter.
She understood Yulian's plan.
By using the Spiegel's ability to store a large amount of mana, he had pre-stored enough mana in advance, so that when Yulian was attacked or eroded by the Magic-Nullifying Crystal,
the Spiegel could release this abundant mana, saturating the ore with his energy.
In this way, Yulian would no longer be restricted or harmed by the crystal.
"I didn't expect it… you really are a genius."
Frieren couldn't help but smile, her elegant brows arched in amusement.
At this time, Yulian no longer lazed on the ground but got up.
Honestly, hearing others constantly express shock and praise him felt pretty good.
But was he really a genius? Yulian didn't think so.
He had simply discovered, while watching future visions shown to him by Schlacht, that his past self, once driven to the brink, had accumulated the mana from the magic domain.
Yulian had always been suspicious of the ending Schlacht showed him.
He felt something was being hidden.
But a king who had made many "wrong" decisions had no right to question such things.
Being able to save Serie to have a future where Serie was still alive, was already an acceptable future for Yulian.
As for what it would become?
A future that could be guessed... is it really a future?
No matter good or bad, let it come!
"Why are you looking at me so strangely?"
Serie awkwardly touched her arm, pale as snow.
She felt as if Yulian's gaze had almost melted her.
Though she didn't mind, her tsundere pride compelled her to ask.
"Nothing. I just feel like everything still has a chance."
Yulian smiled, ready to discuss serious matters.
"You talk. I'll go to sleep first."
Frieren was already exhausted.
Or perhaps seeing Serie and Yulian so familiar with each other made her heart feel heavy. In any case, Frieren felt she was sleepy.
She had nothing to think about.
After all, having already boarded the "thief's ship..." all she needed to do was follow Yulian and Serie's decisions without hesitation.
"Frieren, aren't you going to listen?"
Yulian was momentarily stunned, but Serie shook her head.
"Let her rest."
Frieren entered the wooden cabin and lay down on Serie's bed.
The familiar scent made her a little restless.
"Why did you drag Frieren into this?"
Serie frowned, somewhat reproachfully at Yulian.
She had promised Flamme not to let Frieren get caught up in worldly disputes.
If Yulian had come alone to help, though Serie verbally protested, she would have been pleased, because it showed Yulian cared.
But bringing Frieren along made Serie genuinely frown.
Frieren was a Mage of peaceful times.
Though Serie didn't want to admit it, it was undoubtedly a shared view with Flamme: Frieren shouldn't be caught up in such vulgar disputes.
She should roam freely in the world, learning and expanding the future of magic, bringing magic to the people, making magic a force for peace rather than a mere tool of killing.
"To make a long story short…"
Yulian gritted his teeth, thinking where to begin.
"Long story short..." Serie cut him off.
Yulian could talk endlessly, often spinning her around.
"Serie, it's not my fault!"
Yulian raised his hands plaintively.
"She came on her own."
"Came on her own?"
Serie was stunned.
Wasn't Frieren supposed to travel across the northern plateau all the way to the Demon King's Castle? Did she get lost and take a huge detour here?
"Yes, on her own."
Yulian nodded confidently.
He naturally couldn't say that Frieren came to the empire to find him and was pulled into labor by Sense and the others.
"I didn't expect that upon learning of your danger, Frieren would unhesitatingly detour to the imperial capital just to protect you. How touching!"
Yulian wiped away imaginary tears, moved.
"She… really came to the imperial capital because of me?"
Serie was a little uncertain, glancing back at the cabin.
At this moment, Frieren was already standing at the cabin door, though no one knew when she had gotten there.
"Fri… Frieren?"
Yulian froze.
Even his inner drama couldn't continue.
"Not for you."
Frieren widened her eyes as if glaring at Serie, then pointed at Yulian.
"I came because of him!"
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