Chapter 1600 Devouring Light Umbrella
Thanks to a well-intentioned lie, Weis was no longer in that universally hated state, as if the whole world had wronged her. We could also tidy up our belongings and prepare to leave the palace.
The plan was to first go to Karina’s stronghold for the mother and daughter to rest and reconnect after years of separation. Then, once they were ready, I would escort them to Iberian.
There were three reasons for this. Firstly, Karina needed time to withdraw her faction from Darmstadt to avoid any backlash from the Seven Gods Church or the Duke. Although our cooperation had been pleasant, one could never be sure if they might turn hostile.
Secondly, my main body was still in Falbedy Cemetery. It wouldn’t be appropriate to summon the mother and daughter to a graveyard, even though Lavias was aware of the situation.
Thirdly, regarding the vessel to transport them. I had been using Steel Golems as transportation before, but traveling in one of those was too embarrassing. It was time to find a more suitable vessel for these two werewolves.
Karina mentioned that her stronghold had cabinets capable of withstanding Glutton’s digestion, made from anti-magic materials. This was perfect, as the Church of Gluttony would likely have some of these anti-Gluttony materials prepared.
In Falbedy Cemetery, I recounted the events to Lavias and the General: “This is the entire process of what happened. Fortunately, the Princess is unharmed. I have decided to bring the potential threats to the Princess back to Cando City.”
“Well done. The Saintess handled it very appropriately,” the General’s concise affirmation spoke volumes. He had already exchanged blows with the elder man at full power and knew how terrifying his strength was.
The Saintess and her Maid were able to contend with such a powerful opponent, using wit and strategy to draw out the true mastermind, successfully rescuing the Princess and eliminating the hidden danger. They were indeed exceptionally qualified bodyguards.
In contrast, he and Lavias came to Cando City to act as the Saintess’s bodyguards, yet did little. They missed most of the important events, and he had only helped the Saintess steal a corpse.
“Indeed, Carol performed admirably this time. Being able to assist the Saintess is not a wasted upbringing,” Lavias said happily. Unlike the General, who contributed nothing, he at least offered his daughter.
“It’s rare for you to praise your daughter. I’ll pass on your words to her, she’ll definitely be delighted,” I said with a smile.
“Saintess, don’t spoil her too much. That girl is too easily carried away,” Lavias replied with a laugh.
“You can’t be like that. You should encourage your daughter more and improve your relationship with her. Look at this incident where the Princess was attacked by her sister. Ultimately, it was because Duke Heisenberg didn’t handle his relationship with his daughter properly,” I said.
I was mainly speaking up for Via. Although Via didn’t say it, she really hoped for her father’s approval. However, saying this made me sound more like a family counselor.
“Is that so?” Lavias fell silent for a moment, resting his chin on his hand in thought. Indeed, he had never seriously considered his relationship with his children. After all, these descendants couldn’t possibly rebel against him.
As for the infighting among his descendants, he generally let it be. Like many ancient nobles, his children outwardly appeared to be dutiful siblings, but within, they were locked in a death struggle.
However, the Princess’s incident had touched him. He wondered if it was necessary to make some changes. Nobles allowed such struggles to simulate a “gu” raising process, selecting the strongest heir. But he wouldn’t die, so there was no real need for an heir.
Moreover, since Carol was now serving under the Saintess and gradually becoming her confidante, he indeed needed to ease his relationship with his daughter. He couldn’t always view her with his previous dismissive attitude.
Lavias seemed to transmit something telepathically, and soon Banxi entered with a rectangular box and placed it before me.
“What is this?” I asked. Banxi appropriately opened the box, revealing a black umbrella. It had a pointed tip and a hooked handle, resembling the umbrellas of English gentlemen.
“This is a gift for Carol, the Devouring Light Umbrella. When opened, it allows vampires to walk in sunlight, can resist and absorb Holy Light-based spells, and can also be used as a weapon and a magical amplifier,” Lavias explained.
“Is it that powerful?” I exclaimed, looking at the umbrella. I could feel the aura of Glutton on it. It was likely a weapon crafted using Glutton’s divine spell. Being able to allow vampires to travel during the day and fear no Holy Light was incredibly powerful.
“Yes, this appearance might not be suitable for a little girl, but the Devouring Light Umbrella can change its form.” Lavias gently touched the surface of the black umbrella, and it quickly transformed.
As the light faded, the black umbrella in front of me had turned into a white parasol. With exquisite patterns and three layers of frills, it looked like a Lolita-style skirt.
The style of the umbrella had completely changed, from that of an English gentleman’s umbrella to a noble young lady’s parasol, its decorative function even outweighing its practical use.
“Please give this umbrella to Carol, Saintess. That way, she should be able to help you even more,” Lavias said.
“Of course, I’ll give it to Via. She’ll be very happy to receive a gift from her father.” I closed the box and then, looking around, added, “It seems you still need to tidy up the room. I also have matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave.”
Due to the elder man’s full-power attack earlier, Lavias’s room was in disarray. He had already ordered the Undead to clean the corridor and adjoining rooms, but it wouldn’t be cleaned up so easily.
“The Saintess still has to deal with the werewolf matter. You go ahead,” Lavias said. I then stood up to leave.
“Yes, I also came up with an excuse. If I don’t go back soon, my subordinates might get suspicious. I’ll be leaving now too,” the General also stood up and said.
“Wait a moment. Did we forget something? We asked the Saintess to come and explain what happened these past few days. We also planned to make some arrangements for her to prevent such incidents from happening again!” Lavias suddenly remembered.
“Instead, we were sidetracked by the unexpected situation without her explaining anything. Sigh, now we all have things to do, so we’ll have to talk about it another time,” the General sighed.
“However, Lich attacks are already rare, and to attract heavenly punishment regardless of the consequences is unprecedented. I don’t think we need to worry too much. It’s impossible to have such dangerous attacks every day, right?” Lavias reassured himself.
“That’s true. Such rare events are unlikely to happen again in the short term. The Saintess also mentioned she prefers to keep a low profile, so we just need to keep an eye on her,” the General agreed with his assessment.
