Dealt With

Bottomless Abyss, Layer 684752456—the Crimson Heaven.

Golanel watched the pillar of light descending from the sky gradually fade away.

Standing on a flight of steps, observing everything from afar, she gently waved her right hand.

The barrier inside the palace returned to normal, no longer suppressing the power within.

It wasn't that Golanel was defending against anything.

She was merely worried that Orsaga's power might accidentally spill out.

If that happened,

she would be fine as someone under his protection—comfortable, even—but the maids in the palace might not be so lucky...

The slightest lapse, and that overflowing power would erase them all.

For the vast majority of people, it was something they could not come into contact with.

Only a very few could withstand it unharmed.

"Wait outside for now."

After calmly giving the order to the head maid standing by,

Golanel chose to go alone. That way, she wouldn't have to fish the maid out of the Timeline if an accident killed her instantly.

As someone who unquestionably enjoyed special privileges,

she took a step, and the power of the Crimson Heaven gathered around her. It carried her safely to the very center of the palace, bypassing every obstacle designed to block movement through space and time.

A quiet room.

To anyone else, it was unquestionably forbidden ground.

Without Orsaga's permission, anyone who rashly approached would be scorched by flames, then hung from the palace gates to begin an eternity of suffering.

To Golanel, though, it was simply one of her own bedrooms—one of the safest places she could be!

She was the mistress of this place.

Unless someone possessed enough power to crush the entire Crimson Heaven,

no one could harm her in the slightest here, much less resist her will.

As she appeared,

Orsaga, having absorbed everything