Chapter 102: The Elven Queen's Second Ascension
Back in his castle, Ambrose was in excellent spirits as he slowly fused gold coins into his Golden Throne.
He had skimmed nearly three hundred thousand gold from Viscount Letterman. A grand lord was a grand lord—he was far more generous than penniless trash like the Porcupine Knight.
If not for the need for continued cooperation, Ambrose would have been sorely tempted to empty Letterman's treasury outright.
Three hundred thousand gold coins restored the Golden Throne to pristine condition and beyond. Delicate patterns began to emerge across its surface.
They were still too vague to identify, but Ambrose had the hunch that, as long as he continued feeding it gold, the Golden Throne would reveal even more abilities.
"I'm still far too poor," Ambrose muttered.
He opened the Necromantic Codex and sent a message to Black Rose. [Megaman Tiga: Lady Rose, I have uncovered something. That magical contract we discussed earlier may have been imbued by the Elven Queen herself. Once violated, its effects apply to everyone within the corresponding territory.]
Black Rose replied almost immediately. [Black Rose: You are even better informed than I am. I was just about to share my own findings. Aside from the contract itself, the elves are equipping themselves on a large scale with weapons capable of disrupting spell structures. Ordinary defensive magic is completely countered.]
[Megaman Tiga: Large-scale deployment? How? Weapons at that level of enchantment cannot be mass-produced.]