Chapter 68: Ch:68 The Gate of Truth
The carriage slowed to a halt.
Before them stood the final gate—no guards, no weapons, no guardsmen in gleaming armor. Only a towering wall of pure radiant magic, carved with intricate silver-blue elven runes that pulsed like a heartbeat. The very air grew heavy. Each breath felt like dragging your lungs through water.
Dila stared.
The door shimmered—not like light on water, but like a living presence watching back. Its overwhelming pressure made the wooden wheels of the carriage creak slightly from just being near it.
☆ Warning: Magical pressure detected... This barrier is unlike any I’ve recorded, Master. Its intensity is off the charts. I cannot properly gauge it. It’s... immense. ☆
Dila’s fingers twitched.
"Nari?" she whispered, narrowing her eyes. "It’s that powerful?"
☆ Yes, Master. Even I can feel it trying to suppress me just by being nearby...☆
Dila exhaled slowly, staring up at the glowing runes with narrowed eyes.
And then came that familiar, smug voice in front of the driver seat in the carriage.
"Still don’t believe you’re royalty?" the masked man said, hopping lightly down from the driver’s perch. He walked over to stand just beside the edge of the magical threshold. His eyes—crimson and playful—peered at Dila from under his mask. "Then I have a simple little game for you."