Chapter 17: First Meditation

The black-clad man leading the way was also keeping a close watch on Amelia and the other person.

Because as they neared that domed building, it was inevitable they would hear the sounds coming from inside—the sounds of resistance from imprisoned slaves. Anyone hearing those sounds would naturally sense something was wrong.

The black-clad man’s job was to forcibly detain these vagrants the moment they realized something was amiss and tried to back out.

Just then, the black-clad man noticed Amelia give Eileen a look.

‘Sensed something wrong? It’s useless. Now that you’re inside, don’t even think about leaving.’

The black-clad man decisively turned around, reaching out with his hand to grab Eileen.

In the next instant, a dazzling flash of cold light streaked before his eyes. His perception of the world instantly shifted. He felt his field of vision suddenly elevate, granting him a bird’s-eye view. He saw a headless body and two young women in ragged clothing.

Wait, that headless body looked somewhat familiar…?

The black-clad man could ponder no further. In the very next moment, he was plunged into eternal darkness.

Thud!

The head hit the ground, rolling twice with a gurgling sound.

Because there had been no body search when they entered, Eileen had hidden her sword within her clothes. With a single swing, she had effortlessly dispatched the man before her.

After cutting him down, Eileen moved with lightning speed. She grabbed the headless corpse and the head, tossing them into the nearby bushes to delay the discovery of the body.

Amelia didn’t spare the body a glance. The moment she had signaled Eileen to act, she had already started moving towards the warehouse. By the time she reached the outside of the warehouse, Eileen had already caught up to her side.

“There are guards inside the warehouse too, Eileen.”

Amelia signaled.

Eileen understood. With a light, agile leap, she was inside the warehouse, silently and swiftly eliminating the guards within.

Amelia walked right in.

The warehouse interior looked quite old, faintly smelling of decay. Many goods were packed in boxes, stacked in rows at the front.

Amelia’s gaze swept across the room before landing on the desk and chair near the entrance.

The person who had been sitting there was already dealt with by Eileen and kicked under the table. On the table sat several boxes, looking like recently delivered goods. The original guard had been in the middle of logging them.

Amelia opened the boxes one by one. She saw a gem-encrusted ring, a delicate bracelet, and her target—the Bard’s Bow Mindscape Diagram.

The Bard’s Bow Mindscape Diagram was painted on a white scroll. Its form was that of a lavishly designed, water-blue bow.

The very instant Amelia laid eyes on the Bard’s Bow Mindscape Diagram, she felt her head swim.

Inside her mind, everything else was pushed aside. Only the image of the Bard’s Bow remained, floating there, radiating mystery.

“Miss, our luck is good, we found the Bard’s Bow Mindscape Diagram so quickly. Next, we… Miss? Miss?”

Eileen stopped mid-sentence, noticing something was off with Amelia. She became slightly anxious.

She peered closely at Amelia, a look of surprise gradually spreading across her face.

Because she recognized Amelia’s current state. It looked exactly like the first successful meditation establishing a connection with a God.

‘Didn’t Miss just glance at this Mindscape Diagram? Just one glance, and she can complete her first meditation?’

Eileen found it somewhat unbelievable.