"What is this?"
Windsor stared at the cloak, its dark green runes rippling across its surface, and asked instinctively.
In Windsor's eyes as the [Altar Communicator], everything happening now was simply too fantastical.
In the space of a single moment, the Apostle, who had been on the verge of going on a rampage, had suddenly vanished into thin air, replaced by this mysterious cloak.
To Windsor, all these changes were so similar to her own Space-Time Sacrifice secret technique!
Prepare a sacrifice, briefly contact some powerful being at random through the Space-Time Altar, make a mysterious trade with it, and obtain materials of equal value in exchange.
But...
First, the sacrifice in this so-called sacrificial spell Reilo had cast hadn't lost its ability to resist. By instinct, it should have opposed the descent of the will of space-time. Second, she hadn't detected any fluctuations in space-time just now. Could his understanding of space-time studies truly be far beyond hers?
Windsor then shook her head, dismissing her own guess.
People like that did exist, but certainly not in the lands of the duchies!
Only in the mysterious Central Orora Empire, among those who had mastered the secrets of the Holy See, could someone like that exist.
As a result, Reilo seemed even more mysterious to Windsor now. The court's senior advisor, who had spent so long within the palace, couldn't help but privately connect him with the Holy See, leaving her full of suspicion and uncertainty.
Reilo didn't answer Windsor's question right away.
He closed his eyes. His true body had broken through the barrier of the curved surface of the Star Curtain World. Although he could now see it with the naked eye, and it was still a considerable distance from the Starveil Land, this change nevertheless brought tremendous convenience