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Chapter 19 - Getting a new weapon ( 2 )

A lady Stood in a dimly lit room, adorned with a thousand suspended symbols made of shadow. She stood before an intricately drawn pattern on the floor. In a black box an array of candles, each representing a different element and purpose.

The pattern she had meticulously drawn was a combination of ancient symbols and sigils, each carefully chosen for its specific purpose in the summoning ritual. The lines were precise, forming a complex geometric design that seemed to pulsate with shadow energy.

To enhance the power of the summoning, the lady placed candles at strategic points along the perimeter of the pattern. Each candle was chosen for its unique properties and symbolism. The flickering flames cast dancing shadows on the walls, creating an otherworldly ambiance in the room.

The first candle she lit was made of black wax, representing protection and banishment of negative energies. Its flame burned steadily, casting an eerie glow on the surrounding area. This candle would serve as a barrier against any unwanted entities that might be attracted to the summoning.

Next, she lit a red candle, symbolizing transcendence. Its flame burned brightly, infusing the room with an intense energy. This candle would act as a beacon, attracting the attention of the being she sought to summon.

Finally, she lit a white candle, signifying clarity of intention. Its flame burned with a serene radiance, illuminating the room with a soft glow. This candle would serve as a guiding light for both the lady and the being during their interaction.

With all preparations in place, the lady took a deep breath and began to recite an inaudible incantation.

As she spoke the words, the air around her seemed to thicken, charged with an otherworldly energy. The candles flickered and danced in response, their flames growing stronger and more vibrant. The pattern on the floor began to glow, its lines pulsating with a mysterious light.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the room, extinguishing the candles in a single breath. Darkness enveloped the space, and the lady felt a presence in the room. She knew that her summoning had been successful.

In the shadows, a figure emerged. A being stood before her, clad in flowing white robes and emanating an aura of ancient wisdom. She looks like a young lady in her early 20s and has blue pulsating hairs, her eyes sparkled with a mix of curiosity and caution as she regarded the lady who had summoned her.

" Don't stare at me like that Lithuania, if only you had given me a business card I won't have to use the old ways"

Lithuania, her face etched with anger and frustration, glared at the lady. She knew she had no choice but to comply with her demands if she wanted to protect herself and her coven, she could not refuse the daughter of a Royale demon. Reluctantly, she spoke, her voice laced with venom.

' I hope you have a good reason for using an imposed summon Celine?'

Celine smiled, She leaned back as shadow rose from the ground and formed a throne, She sat down crossing her arms confidently.

" Oh... you act like I don't pay you for the job you do"

" What do you want from me, Lady Celine? "

" I want you to make a high- tier weapon for my darling, full body armour and a mask.. how much will that cost?

" Well I can't make high- tier Weapons cause soul shards are not easy to get, since witches and demons can't enter the Null_ realm the humans monopolize these things and I don't know what your darling... Is he a True Demon? Is he a Nephilim? Is he a Master, Saint or Supreme or a higher rank? Is he a dormant human?... I need information like this I can't just up and make a suit that's what makes me a professional... I think he should be a mutated plant cause no True demon will want a weakling for a wife?.

Celine smirked. " you still as hateful as you were a thousand years ago Lithuania.. but my darling just human but different.. you should notice that much due to my sudden growth.'

Lithuania stared at Celine she hadn't noticed it before but now that she heard Celine's words she noticed the changes in her aura, she is growing but how.. well she could always find out but now she had to hide her curiosity.

" The way you speak of him, I'm certain he is not a dormant human... so what is his talent level?."

"Just make do with the available soul shards you can find... and make a weapon for a human with a talent above A level."

Lithuania eyes gleamed with a mix of satisfaction and cruelty as she remembered the news her Scout leader

shared with her.

" I will remember all the details Lady Celine."

Lithuania smirked as she slowly fade into nothingness. " Celesta will be paying you a visit sooner or later I just thought you should know... and you will also be paying for the information.'

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Cyerpolle - The Church.

The grand hall was adorned with crystal chandeliers, shimmering drapes, and an air of anticipation. The sound of rimming and shimming sound of portals filled the room as elegantly dressed guests manifest around all corners of the room. Among them was Lady Adora, a young woman known for her exuberant personality and penchant for speaking her mind even before the pope, such act was ignored due to her age being less than the adult mark.

Lady Adora, with her vibrant red gown and cascading curls, stood out in the crowd. She moved through the room mumbling and smiling to herself while everyone took their seat, for some reason she looks happy which made her the odd one in the midst.

The air in the room suddenly got denser, everyone abruptly stopped all conversation and turned to the swirling white vortex as it slowly tore through the fabric of reality, the shadow of a being is seen on the other side, the vortex realised such bright white light that caused most to look away only a few women seated above kept their gaze.

When the light completely dimmed out a lady stood in their midst wearing a green pyjamas, she looks like she just got out of bed the misplacement of her hair was enough proof.

Lady Adora's eyes sparkled with excitement as she hastily approached the lady. "Oh, I simply couldn't resist the allure of such a splendid human! I'm such a big fan Lady Mephis ... If you could be so graceful and teach this lowly lady mastery of the angel bloodline."

Mephis stared at the child staring at her like she's one of her toys. She looked at least 12 yrs and has blonde hair with dark green eyes. "Are you the new warrior nun.. well I don't fancy those who belittle themselves."

Suddenly, Adora felt a slight throbbing in her head. She wanted to brush it off and chase after Lady Mephis But the pain intensified, causing her scream.

*ARRGGHH*

In an instant, Adora found herself sitting in an familiar chair amidst a sea of bewildered faces. The suddenness of her disappearance and reappearance caused a surge of laughter to ripple through the crowd. People pointed and chuckled.

As Adora regained her composure, she realized what had just transpired. She looked around, searching for Lady Mephis amidst the amused crowd. Finally spotting her floating effortlessly to her seat which was in the middle and beside the pope seat.

Seven ethereal white seats which lacked Physical properties were positioned around the pope's seat in a formation, creating a visually striking pattern as the seats hover close to the ceiling. Each seat belongs to a warrior nun.

Positioned at the centre very close to the pope seat, Lady Mephis seat. Mephis is a strikingly beautiful woman in her late 20s with long, flowing silver hair that cascades down her back.Her almond-shaped eyes are a mesmerizing shade of emerald white, which seem to hold a hint of mystery and danger. She has a slender yet athletic build, standing at around 5'9" tall. Mephis is the first ever warrior nun to possess the highest Concentration of angel bloodline.. She possess 19% concentration of angel bloodline.

Positioned to the right of the pope seat, Lady Lorelei seat. Lorelei is a fierce and determined woman, she looks like a woman in her early 30s but she is a little above 2000 years old the oldest warrior nun on earth, known for her exceptional combat skills and sharp intellect. She has short, tousled blonde hair that frames her face, emphasizing her piercing blue eyes that seem to reflect her unwavering determination. Standing at 5'7" tall, Lorelei possesses a toned and athletic physique honed through years of intense training. Her fair complexion is adorned with a few faint scars, reminders of battles fought and won. She typically dresses in practical yet stylish attire, favoring dark colors that blend seamlessly with the shadows. she has 16% concentration of angel bloodline.

Positioned to the left of the pope seat, Lady Amara seat. Amara is a captivating woman, she looks nothing like a woman 1483 years with fiery red hair that falls in loose waves around her shoulders. Her vibrant green eyes hold an intensity that matches her fiery personality. Standing at 5'6" tall, she possesses a lithe and agile frame, honed through years of acrobatics and martial arts training. Amara's African skin is adorned with intricate tribal tattoos that symbolize her connection to ancient powers. She is wearing form-fitting outfit that allows flexibility, incorporating elements of her cultural heritage into her attire...she has 14% concentration of angel bloodline.

Positioned below the king seat, Lady Isolde seat. Isolde is a seductive and enigmatic woman, she 1,107 years, she looks like a 20 years old, known for her cunning and manipulation skills. She has long, dark brown hair that cascades down her back in loose waves, framing her piercing hazel eyes. Standing at 5'8" tall, Sofia possesses a slender yet curvaceous figure that exudes confidence and allure. Her porcelain skin is flawless, accentuated by a few strategically placed beauty marks. Isolde wearing an eye catching gold dress, Isolde's fashion sense leans towards elegant and sophisticated attire, often incorporating elements of mystery and sensuality. her angel bloodline concentration 14%.

Positioned above the pope seat, Lady Elysia seat. Elysia is a fierce and determined woman a little above 500 years, known for her mastery of bladed weapons and relentless pursuit of justice. She has long, flowing chestnut brown hair that reaches her waist, contrasting with her piercing black eyes that reflect both strength and vulnerability. Standing at 6'0" tall, Elysia possesses a toned and agile physique honed through years of rigorous training. Her fair complexion is adorned with a few intricate scars, reminders of battles fought and won. She is wearing a princess attire of the old world. she has 13% concentration of angel bloodline.

Positioned diagonally above Lady Lorelei, Sersphina seat. Sersphina is a charismatic and resourceful woman in her early 30s, known for her sharp intellect and exceptional marksmanship. She has shoulder-length chestnut brown hair that frames her face, accentuating her piercing hazel eyes that seem to hold a spark of mischief. Standing at 5'7" tall, Sersphina possesses a slender build, allowing her to move swiftly and gracefully during action sequences. Her sun-kissed complexion adds to her natural beauty, often enhanced by minimalistic make-up. She is wearing a purple robe. She has 13% concentration of angel bloodline.

positioned diagonally above Lady Amara seat, Lady Adora seat. Adora a stunningly 13 years old beautiful teenager with striking features that makes her cute. She has long, flowing hair that cascades down her back in waves of golden locks. Her eyes are piercing and expressive, reflecting her emotions with intensity. With a slender figure, she carries herself with an air of confidence. she has 10% concentration of angel bloodline.

Lady Mephis stared at the 18 Generals, 100 priests and 50 elite hunters as they stared at the Obsidian door waiting for the pope's arrival. She cleared her throat.

" Ahem! the pope won't be coming today so let's begin the trial."

As the courtroom fell into a hushed silence, all eyes were fixed on the heavy silver door at the back of the room. The anticipation in the air was palpable, as everyone awaited the entrance of the accused criminal.

The bailiff, a stern-faced man in his fifties, stood beside the door with his hand resting on the brass handle. He glanced at his watch, ensuring that everything was proceeding according to schedule.

Finally, with a deliberate motion, the bailiff turned the handle and pulled open the door. The accused criminal stepped through the doorway, escorted by two burly winged gargoyles. Dressed in an orange jumpsuit, his hands shackled together, he held a red umbrella with a silver engraving of a cross with both hands the umbrella obstructing his upper face.

The spectators held their breath as they took in his appearance. Some whispered among themselves, exchanging speculative glances. Others stared intently at him, searching for any signs of guilt or innocence etched upon his features.

The sound of footsteps echoed through the room as the criminal made his way towards the defense platform. Each step seemed to reverberate, amplifying the weight of his presence. The gargoyles fanked him closely, their eyes scanning the room for any potential threats.

As he reached the defense platform. the accused stood still and bowed his head before the warrior nuns.

Lady Mephis stared at him. " Odysseus you know why you are here, I will call out your crimes and want you to give your reasons, I you reasons do not align with the church you get thrown into the sphere"

" Skytopia, Wednesday by exactly 13:00, you slaughtered 213 werewolves at the writers lounge, what is your reason."

Odeyssus bowed again. " I sought for a Solarhowler who hunted humans and sired them forcefully, the werewolves attacked me when I sought for answers and I retaliated by slaughtering them."

"Odeyssus you killed a Church General is this true and why."

" General Asmet opened the forbidden armory and stole a blue print, he made a weapon, I confronted him but he chose to hide the whereabouts of the weapon and tried to silence me but he failed. "

" Odeyssus you have been judged and found not guilty"

The crowd began whispering and murmuring, they were not pleased with Lady Mephis judgement.

" You are dismissed for the trial is over".