"Why is that a problem?!" Sirin scolded. Then she lowered her head, gritting her teeth and starting to think about giving her power to Frélle.
If I can do it with the core, then Frélle can do it with the power...
No... Frélle might really not be able to.
She already had a power, and this power rejected all other powers. If she gave her power to Frélle, then the two powers would start fighting the next second. Frélle wouldn't even have time to start the rescue before the canopy shattered.
On the other hand, Frélle could survive for a short time after separating from the pseudo-core, long enough for her to finish casting her power...
"No... there must be a better way... this is definitely not the optimal solution!" Sirin shook her head vigorously. She would never use a method that required sacrificing someone to save another.
Frélle waited quietly for Sirin to rack her brains. After a while, seeing the dejected expression on Sirin's face, Frélle finally continued to persuade her.
"This may not be the best way, but it is the best way we can think of at the moment," Frélle said, handing the core to Sirin.
"I know the future may be better, but staying at this moment is my choice."
Sirin looked up at the core floating in front of her, and her eyes suddenly stung.
"I'm sorry..." Sirin lowered her head. "I thought... I already had the power to help others... I... I..."
"You have it now," Frélle smiled.
Sirin stared at Frélle for a long time, then wiped away her tears and reached out her hand to Frélle...
"I'm sorry..." Sirin repeated, then grabbed Frélle's wrist and pushed her hand back. "I will not take anyone's life, even if it is already destined."
This time it was Frélle who was stunned. She really hadn't expected that under such circumstances, Sirin would still insist on refusing her.
"But your companions..."
"I will believe in them... I will firmly believe that they can overcome the difficulties, even if I can't imagine how they will break the situation, how they will succeed... I will believe that they have a magic that I don't understand."
Sirin closed her eyes, her attitude resolute as she pushed Frélle's hand back.
Frélle was silent for a moment, or perhaps a long time, before she slowly spoke.
"Perhaps... I do have other ways."
"What?!" Sirin's head snapped up, her eyes wide, with a "are you kidding me" look.
"If we can't concentrate the power on one person, then we don't need a carrier. We can set up our own preset anchor points, and that can also exert some of our abilities."
"Really?" Sirin's eyes widened, but she calmed down after a moment.
This method must have a flaw, otherwise why didn't Frélle mention it in the first place?
She couldn't possibly want to die, right?
Preset anchor points... to put it bluntly, it was a pre-programmed procedure that could run without a carrier.
But that was the exclusive domain of a Herrscher. Whether it was Shu or the Herrscher who had set up the canopy, preset anchor points were a huge drain on them.
The anchor point Shu had set up with the scepter could only be one. And although the Herrscher had set up three anchor points, he could only truly control Kiana. And that was even thanks to the convenience of his power, not the credit of the preset anchor points.
The two of them together were barely enough to become a healthy Pseudo-Herrscher. Setting up anchor points for the two of them would at most be one.
In other words, they could only save one...
Sirin was silent, then she grabbed her hair in frustration, wishing she could completely straighten those two tufts of hair that stuck up.
"Aaargh... why is it this kind of multiple-choice question again!!"
Sirin was complaining. And in reality, Sin Mal, who was guarding the bodies of Sirin and Frélle, suddenly noticed footsteps approaching...
She noticed many footsteps approaching.
Sin Mal's head snapped up, a fierce look on her face.
"Who's there?!"
"Wah! We're going to be killed by the bloodthirsty Sin Mal!!" Rozaliya, who had come face to face with Sin Mal's fierce expression, had a cardiac arrest and had to grab Liliya to keep from falling.
"Huh?!" Sin Mal was clearly more surprised than the two of them. "Why are you here?!"
And it wasn't just the two of them... Seeing the pair of little pipsqueaks following behind them, Sin Mal immediately felt a headache coming on.
"You two, didn't I tell you to hide in the shelter?!" Sin Mal strode forward in a rage, grabbing one in each hand and pulling them in front of her to interrogate them.
"It was Seele and [Cocolia] who ordered us!!" Rozaliya, with eyes like fried eggs, sold out the culprits in a single encounter. Liliya opened her mouth, and finally sighed.
"Huh?!"
Sin Mal's expression was as ferocious as a demon's. She turned her head and saw Seele and [Cocolia] squeezing through from the back of the group.
Seeing the gray figure, Sin Mal was taken aback for a moment. "Wait... aren't you..."
"Sin Mal," [Cocolia] looked at Sin Mal, as if she wanted to say something but was hesitant. Just as she had figured out what to say, Sin Mal let go of the Alin sisters' collars, then strode forward and hugged [Cocolia] tightly.
"You're okay... thank goodness..." Sin Mal's voice was only audible to [Cocolia]. She was taken aback for a moment, and the tension in her heart suddenly relaxed.
"Uh... I'm fine," [Cocolia] patted Sin Mal's back.
"Sin Mal, now is not the time to reminisce. We have a more important mission to do." The pleasantries were over. [Cocolia] pulled Sin Mal away. "We need to get everyone out of here now."
"Why?" Sin Mal asked.
"After the canopy is lifted, this place will become a battlefield... We don't know what tricks the Herrscher has up its sleeve. The kind of manipulation from before could happen at any time. We must leave here."
Sin Mal recalled the experience of Frélle and the others being manipulated. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was done right under Shu's nose. Now they only knew the Herrscher's general power. They knew nothing about what tricks the Herrscher had set up.
Since they couldn't take targeted preventive measures, they could only try to avoid it as much as possible. They couldn't just stupidly stay where they were and bet that the other side had no tricks up its sleeve.
"But how do we leave?" Sin Mal agreed with this suggestion after thinking for a moment. But now that the bridge was broken, how could they leave?
"In the harbor at the foot of the cliff... there's a sailboat!" Seele said, revealing her plan.