"Welcome, Pelerian."
A voice spoke.
Boom.
The sound of the iron door I had just passed through closing echoed.
No one will be able to pass through the iron door now.
Unlike before when it opened with just a few knocks, this door had a more complex locking mechanism installed.
"You went through the trouble of setting up an identity verification device for no reason."
'That's right.'
Originally, Pelerian designed it so that one had to spill their own blood on the iron door to enter.
At the same time, one had to authenticate their voice and emit their unique magic power wave for the door to open.
It was excessively thorough. I almost couldn't get in despite coming all the way here.
Fortunately, Pelerian himself had designed that security system.
He had created a backdoor, so I was able to open the door one way or another.
'It's not like it's some kind of public certificate system.'
"What's that?"
