The wind had picked up.
With no arcanists maintaining it and no Divine Lord's favor, the Dark Senro celestial phenomenon, left to collapse on its own, had become unbearably vicious. Sandstorms and tornadoes seemed gentle here. What was truly terrifying were the Ion Storms and Space Ripples that swept across the land like Death Walker itself. Even a Legendary Arcanist was no more than a mortal struggling to survive in this place.
Only Ash and the others could live here so freely. After all, the ripples stirred up when Sword Maiden and Witch fought at full strength were far more terrifying than the weather. But even Sword Maiden and Witch had to raise Holy Domain barriers outdoors to withstand the hostile climate.
Yet amid the gale passing through at seventy meters per second, a silver figure stood proudly in the heart of it, like a tenacious Silver Rose.
Suddenly, the surrounding storm dwindled to a breeze. Vesir turned her head and saw Ash walking over with two small plates of cake. The arcanist's Holy Domain barrier expanded to a hundred meters around them, shielding the Divine Spirit from wind and rain.
"You haven't had dessert yet." Ash blinked. "Don't tell me Divine Spirits are afraid of getting fat?"
Vesir glanced sideways at him and asked pointedly, "Has Sword Maiden eaten?"
"...She has."
"Good. I wouldn't want you getting scolded." Vesir smiled. "But I still have to work for a while. I can't stop."
"I'll wait for you."
Ash flicked his finger, and a flat surface was sliced into a nearby boulder. He set the cake down beside him, then opened his Miracle Bracelet and started watching Multistar Dynasty 434—this was one of the rare dramas where Daedalus was neither the absolute lead nor a positive character. In it, she played