Werther's Ability Panel appeared before his eyes. It had changed somewhat since he had last seen it.
Swordsmanship (21), Awakened State Armament Haki (23) +2, lightning-compatible. Observation Haki (19), branch ability: Shadowless Conqueror's Haki (12) Hand-to-Hand Combat (10) Constitution (29) Stored Life Force: 1,000,000
The Thunder Core had vanished, but his Armament Haki had risen by two levels.
Werther had stopped strengthening the Thunder Core long ago.
It was not because he had somehow foreseen another consciousness inside it. Strengthening the Thunder Core was dangerous in itself.
The Thunder Core sat inside his heart. The stronger it grew, the more energy it held.
Who could guarantee it would remain stable? If it cracked or exploded, he would die.
That was why Werther had stopped strengthening the Thunder Core and turned to improving his Constitution instead. He had been guarding against the worst.
"No problems now. Everything inside my body has stabilized."
Once they were sure Werther was all right, the Chief Steward, Anita, and the others left. The decisive battle was approaching, and they were all busy.
Unlike Anita and the others, Werther had nothing to prepare, so he had time to spare.
The midday sun shone brightly over Mary Geoise. Werther had been there for about half a month, but he had never wandered around it.
A breeze drifted through the Meeting Room window. Werther sprang lightly onto the windowsill, then leaped out as several teenage maids behind him cried out in alarm.
The young maids were terrified. The Castle was over a hundred meters tall. They hurried to report it to their supervisor, but she merely nodded and sent them away.
In the commercial district of Mary Geoise, a street stretched at least a dozen meters wide.
Merchants of every kind lined both sides