Chapter 346: Destruction (1)
Louina persisted in her analysis of Deculein's lighthouse, whose impeccably created spell—already having understood the fundamental essence of the world—elicited only wonder and respect from her, yet she found herself compelled to continue, propelled by the innate intuition of a mage.
Something more was held within the lighthouse—a deeper, grander meaning lay concealed, and like a Mosaic artwork, the sum of those minute fragments within the grand spell was distinctly the most harmonious and beautiful...
"Are you still studying?"
At the voice that reached Louina's ears, she flinched and turned around, finding Yeriel, Deculein's younger sister.
"Yeriel...?" Louina replied, tilting her head.
“Yes, it's been a while.” Yeriel replied, pouting her lips as she settled into a chair, then pointed to the magic spell Louina was analyzing. "... They say that spell is Deculein's work, don't they? Are you making any sense of it?"
“I did figure out something, yes. But all of that has already been made public,” Louina replied, a bitter smile touching her lips.
“The one about the destruction of the continent—is that it?” Yeriel said, her tone blunt.
Well, she does hate Deculein, Louina thought.
“Yes, but...”
“But?” Yeriel repeated.
Louina hesitated because she didn’t yet know Deculein’s hidden meaning within the lighthouse, believing it proper not to voice her thoughts prematurely.