My Destiny To Be Loved By The Villains[part 2 ]

Chapter 176-177: Deus Ex Machina (1-2)

"..."

"..."

Whenever and wherever these two were together, a suffocating silence always seemed to emerge.

Such thought occupied Faenol's mind as she alternated her gaze between Sullivan and Eleanor, who was silently glaring at each other.

Though they gathered here out of necessity, it was still hard for Faenol to stay in the same room with those two. Mostly because she still couldn't adapt to such a tense atmosphere.

Nonetheless, she was a genius mage even among the powerhouses of the entire continent. Even in such an uneasy ambience, she still managed to fulfill the task she had to undergo.

"...All preparations are complete."

Faenol said as she stepped back from the barrier she had created.

Yuria, who was in a deep slumber with her eyes tightly closed, was laid in its center.

Ever since the First Ordeal ended, when both her and Dowd lost consciousness, she had not opened her eyes even once.

Sullivan, who had been quietly observing her, turned around to look at Eleanor.

"...As I have explained before, what you need to do is simple. If you are ready, just step onto the Transmission Array placed in the center of this barrier."

"From my understanding, while it's an easy thing to grasp, it isn't necessarily easy to achieve, Chancellor."

Eleanor said in a flat tone, which prompted a bitter smile on Sullivan's face.

She was right.

There was a reason why Sullivan even mentioned the possibility of it reaping her life when she first called upon her.

"Have you fully understood the risks involved, Lady Tristan?"

"No."

"..."

Upon hearing her shamelessly confident reply, Sullivan clamped her mouth shut.

"To be perfectly honest, Chancellor, everything that you said went in one ear and went out the other. It was all too far-fetched of a theory."

"..."

"Then again, it isn't like I need to know much, don't you think so too?"

Eleanor let out a sigh before continuing.

"Dowd is in danger. It might be a risk to my own life, but you need me to save him. That's enough of a reason for me."

"..."

She wasn't wrong, but...

There were still things that needed to be properly straightened out.

"...You can't take this matter lightly, Lady Tristan."

Sullivan continued with a sigh.

"Within here is an Image World constructed by the White Devil. A place where mortals of the Material Realm shouldn't even dare to approach. Inside, the power that the White Devil holds is no different than a god's."

That certainly was true.

Faenol inwardly conceded with a bitter smile.

The White Devil was known to have the most dominant 'mental' Authority even among the Devils.

After all, controlling minds was the core of the being's Authority.

What they were doing was essentially 'forcibly shoving' Eleanor into such a space to retrieve Dowd.