The demon child was now going too far persuading her, she wouldn't actually believe if everything he said was true or just another illusion of truth.
What are thinking, I can't stay out of the tower of eternal doomsday and sacrifice for so long. Make up your mind.
Eliza stared at herself on the couch, her current ambition was to find out what killed her mother, such a powerful being wouldn't die so easily . Whatever killed her was definitely beyond her mother's previous rank.
Alright ", Eliza finally said after a short pause,"as long as you can promise me to investigate my mother's death or find out a way to bring her back to life then I will fulfill your desire for me to inherit your so called power."
The devil child or knight of illusions stood up cheerfully from the couch.
I promise you, with the tower of eternal doomsday and sacrifice at your feet. You will definitely find out traces about your mother and about bringing her back to life, your trials in the tower will tell of you are worthy to bend the rules of hell and heaven.
She had completely understood whatever the guardian knight of illusions was saying but as long as his sentence consisted of the words that mattered to her the most ;mother, revival.
She remembered her mother saying that "she had done good ", this was enough reason to keep her going .
Alright, I Eliza, daughter of virelle . Accept to take on the 32 wonders the tower of eternal doomsday and sacrifice would give me.
The trials of the tower would definitely be challenging but as long as there is a chance for her to get powerful and carry on the great legacy just like virelle did, challenge her opportunistic family members then no going back on her word.
Huh
The guardian knight of illusions transformed into a dark shadow that flew towards Eliza and sunk into her fore head like a bullet .
Eliza instantly jerked up, gasping for breath like a person who had woke up from a nightmare.
"Master, From now on call me guardian knight number 33. I would be at your command whenever you need it", The voice came like a whisper floating on a gust of wind.
Eliza, are you okay ", the voice was calm just like a sea breeze during summer, gentle and lovely etched with worry.
Harper, you. Whatever are you doing here.
Eliza glanced at the beautiful princess since intact, looking nerdy as always with her huge goggles.
" why are you looking at me like you want to swallow me", Harper snapped her fingers close to eliza's face.
Nothing, just not feeling well.
OH, now should I postpond our trip to Japan as you get better ", Eliza asked, standing up.
Ah, sure.
Harper sighed.
Well we had planned a lot and those stupid men sitting on the Japanese bereau were really such a headache.
" So, how did you deal with me", Eliza asked, waving her mother to dismiss the maids.
She got up and straightened her posture.
She knew already had happened but she didn't. if she told her the crazy story, wouldn't she think she had hit her head on the bathroom tiles.
The usual way.
By the way ", Eliza continued, pacing the huge sitting room scanning as if looking for clues." why did your missile defenses fire at an identical ship. "
The same nonsense, my aunt and her stupid hushand.
Harper stopped, glaring at Eliza surprised.
You have got the naive to challenge two S rank war machines.
You mean those barking dogs afraid to bite.
Ahaaaa, so boring. Can we do something amazing except talking with your nerdy friend ", a familiar voice echoed from her head.
" What are you doing in my head? ", Eliza snapped.
"Who is doing what in your head ", Harper asked confused.
Nothing, just any Ai chip . I think it is very annoying.
Who are you calling an Ai chip, for your information, I am a being created by God.
" Silence", Eliza commanded with a soft tone.
"so Harper what are you doing here", Eliza asked, turning her attention towards Harper who was admiring the architecture like someon who had never been to a virelle mansion.
I was bored at home and it is only two days before we go for our expedition.
Hahaha
Guardian number 33 laughed like a lunatic inside eliza's head.
Your stupid friend doesn't know anything yet. Such a fool.
If you dare say anything against my friend then I will...
Cut the crap, what can you actually do to me. Even though you are my master, you are still way weak
Eliza blinked.
Everything around her stood still—Harper, the breeze through the open windows, even the ticking antique clock above the fireplace. Time itself had frozen.
"You've got to be kidding me..." Eliza muttered, glancing around.
The voice of the Guardian Knight Number 33 returned, arrogant and amused.
"Don't be alarmed. I've paused the flow of time just for a moment. I need you to retrieve something for me. Well, a few things, to be precise."
Eliza crossed her arms. "Let me guess. Magical candy from the underworld? Dragon teeth soaked in phoenix tears?"
"Close," the voice chuckled. "I need three relics. Not just trinkets—these are ancient war artifacts, Only with them can I restore my full knightly form. Until then, I'm just a shadow with a big mouth."
Eliza arched an eyebrow. "Fine. Tell me."
Eliza winced. "You're not making this easy, shadow-boy."
"But you're rich," the knight said smugly. "And powerful. Or at least... getting there."
Time snapped back. The tick of the clock resumed. The sound of Harper's voice followed a beat later.
Eliza had no choice but to agree, she has watched a lot of anime where masters control puppets which hell them fight battles, maybe by making this idiot much stronger can benefit her as well.
"Wait, what? You want me to get what?" Harper blinked in disbelief, holding a holographic notepad Eliza had handed her without explanation.
"These items. Think of it as a shopping list for a very cranky ghost."
Harper glanced at the relic names, frowning. "Eliza… these aren't things you buy with money. Not even your money. You need... Reaper Credits. Warrior-grade currency. You earn them by surviving trials, slaying ranked beasts, or clearing forbidden zones."
Eliza's face dropped. "You're joking."
"I wish I were."
Inside her head, the guardian knight laughed again. "Welcome to the real game, master. Money's just paper. Glory is the real currency of power."
Eliza groaned and slapped her forehead. "I hate you."
"I love you too," the knight sang mockingly.