NABC Chapter 509
Chapter 509
Chapter 509: Chapter 399: Wings of Freedom Offered Chapter 509: Chapter 399: Wings of Freedom Offered Avalon, White Queen District.
Aiwass, Lily, and Miss Ligeia entered the sealed Griffiths Manor openly and aboveboard.
“The right person appears nearby, only then can they be discovered?”
Miss Ligeia raised her eyebrows, “Do you know what you are talking about?”
“Of course.”
Aiwass nodded slowly, “I’m talking about Relics.”
Relics.
That’s a category among Extraordinary Equipment, derived from the remnants of Angel Envoys.
Because if it were a level higher, blessed directly by a Celestial Marshal or even a Pillar God, then that would be a holy-level Divine Artifact.
If you look at it in terms of game categories, Relics basically start at dark purple, with only a very few being purple.
And a set of Relics is the level 50 PVE graduation set for each profession.
...
When players reached level 50, and as the level cap for the nine Paths gradually opened with the version, it was already version 3.0.
And the set of Relics is already T6 – as the name suggests, it’s the sixth set of graduation equipment for that version.
This is also the strongest set of PVE equipment in the old era.
Even the PVP top rewards like “Eagle of the Shadow” cannot match the PVE performance of the Relic set for their corresponding Path.
—The so-called PVE performance is a concept that only existed from version 3.0 onwards.
It primarily denotes the ability to combat the descending Celestial Marshals.
Of course, these things are only common among players at the level of gameplay.
In the narrative or rather, in the setting, there’s only one set of these Relic sets.
It’s not the same concept of rarity due to lost craftsmanship like with “Eagle of the Shadow.”
“Griffiths actually hoarded Relics.”
Miss Ligeia couldn’t help but exclaim, “You didn’t decide to kill him just because you heard this news, did you?”
Aiwass: “...”
The expression on Miss Ligeia’s face suddenly changed, “I didn’t guess right, did I?”
“Not really.”
Aiwass said calmly and coolly, “It’s mainly to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys.”
“[Mainly to]…”
Miss Ligeia repeated.
“There is somewhat of a reason.”
Aiwass admitted honestly, “But look, his collusion with Star Antimony is already a certainty...
It’s not like I killed the wrong person, is it?”
Miss Ligeia wanted to say something but ended up sighing, “Forget it, do as you like.
You are after all, a Transcender, and asking you to honestly follow the rules is definitely impossible...”
“Little Isabel is, after all, lacking the strength of the Path of Authority.
You helping her demolish these old relics is also doing a good deed.”
The naive girl spoke words beyond her years.
Aiwass said helplessly, “I was joking, Miss Ligeia.
You didn’t actually believe that, did you?”
was something he could easily award as a gift.
If Griffiths was an important piece that the Eye Demon had its sights on, then to ensure the plan proceeded smoothly, Count Leipzig, generous as he was, would very likely offer up something nice as a deposit.
The Eye Demon, transformed by Prince Wolfram’s elder brother, also had a master who was a “descendant” of the Red Chancellor.
—”Succubus” Emma, one of the first Demon Incarnations to be sacrificed in the ritual of the Ring of Ouroboros when the Fallen Celestial Marshal descended.
If the “Red Chancellor” was used as an intermediary, then Wolfram, the Eye Demon, Emma, Count Leipzig, Griffiths...
all these individuals could be connected in one line.
That was also why Aiwass was confident that Griffiths must have something valuable in hand.
...If he didn’t find it, he would be ridiculed by Ligeia.
Both Aiwass and Ligeia were apparently searching for evidence but, in truth, neither were very dedicated to the task.
It was more like they were wandering around the manor, appreciating the antiques and artworks of the Imperial era that Griffiths had collected.
Suddenly, Aiwass’s footsteps came to a halt.
“Ligeia—”
He called out, his voice tinged with unabashed excitement.
“Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes!”
Ligeia hurried over with her short legs, “What is it?”
“I’ve found it.”
Aiwass said softly, staring at the sacred figure in the shrine before him.
Ligeia’s expression changed, looking up at the shrine.
Inside was a statue of a nun, bound in a highly provocative posture.
She appeared no bigger than a figurine, with eyes covered by a black veil, arms crossed and bound over her chest with a veil, yet both hands were missing.
Her abdomen was also wrapped with a black veil...
These veils looked like cut stockings.
If not for the fact that Ligeia indeed felt a very faint divine presence, she would have been completely unable to confirm that this was actually a sacred figure—that it could actually be a sacred figure.
She squinted and stared for a long time, but still did not dare to confirm it.
So she hesitantly asked Aiwass, “Who...
is this revered by?”
She had some study in theology, but indeed did not recognize the figure before her.
“She is not a Celestial Marshal, nor an Angel Envoy.
She is the lover of The Banqueter, Sister Sasha.”
Aiwass watched Her, murmuring softly.
“...Not even an Angel Envoy?”
Ligeia naturally knew of The Banqueter.
That was the Angel Envoy of the Eternal Self, a Dragon.
But to hear it was just “the Angel Envoy’s envoy”, she felt somewhat disappointed, “Is her relic what you’re looking for?”
“Exactly.”
Aiwass replied, his smile relieved.
Here, sealed was the “Torso of Sister Sasha’s Banquet”—the skin from Sasha’s abdomen, waist, and the lower half of her back, peeled off by herself, formed a warm, twisting, butterfly-shaped “living skin” that moved on its own.
—Its name was, the “Wings of Freedom Offered”.