Violet tried once again to investigate the key that had produced a peculiar reaction using her skill “Information Detection”, but unfortunately, the results remained unchanged.
It still displayed the same message: “The March Key that opens the great gate, one of them. Requires all keys to activate its power.” This left Miss Priestess, who had hoped for something interesting to happen, somewhat disappointed.
While the skill “Information Detection” was convenient, it was evidently insufficient for engagements at a higher level. Realizing this, Violet took the initiative to develop and apply SP.
However, with her current level of mastery, achieving the same level of precision operation as readily available skills in the game through SP was still quite challenging.
Under the curious gaze of Novia, Violet repeatedly studied the mysterious key for a while, only to realize that aside from emitting an inexplicable glow, it had indeed undergone no change. Disappointed, she reluctantly returned it to her backpack.
Since the vague description mentioned March, she had attempted to inspect the key at night before, but this phenomenon was still new to her.
If things went as expected, this was likely another effect of “March Radiance”, similar to Novia’s transformation. In other words, missing this opportunity meant waiting another year.
Oh well, it sounded regrettable, but it wasn’t that big of a deal after all. It was better to focus on more pressing matters for now. Although she hadn’t fully investigated all of Novia’s information, Violet already had most of the situation under control.
Leaving aside what exactly the “Source of Magic” was, the reason why the surrounding environment had changed like this was undoubtedly due to Novia’s body continuously absorbing magic power.
She’s like a super magnet, anything related to magic will uncontrollably transfer to her. This is a law-driven rule of change, not altered by the will of individual organisms.
Violet wasn’t clear about how much magic Novia could absorb, but if she continued in this state, the influence within the radius of her radiation would gradually transition from the current intense expansion to thinning out, eventually becoming true “nothingness”. Even if external magic were transferred in, it would be immediately absorbed, creating what could be termed as a magic vacuum zone.
Miss Priest couldn’t easily describe what such a sight would be like, but one thing was certain: races driven by or dependent on magic would undoubtedly be greatly affected. For example, the Spirit Puppets, as long as Novia remained nearby, they would never awaken again, or restart.
Of course, there were several methods to address this. For instance, like what the Ghost Thief Group and Silvester did, directly imprison Novia with powerful artifacts containing sealing effects, cutting off her connection with the outside world, thereby preventing this phenomenon of magic absorption from occurring casually.
Alternatively, returning her soul to a state of deep sleep might work as well, judging from the peacefulness of her previous wolf cub form, Novia shouldn’t exhibit similar “magic absorption” powers in that state.
Of course, there are also more straightforward methods. No container is truly infinite, Novia’s unrestrained absorption of magic indicates that she must need these things. So as long as she can be filled... ahem, replenished to a full state, she should naturally stop.
These three methods were the most prudent ones Violet could think of, ensuring they wouldn’t harm Novia.
However...
Miss Priestess exchanged a glance with the innocent and shining eyes of the girl, shaking her head repeatedly in resignation. It seemed too cruel to lock up such a lovely child in a dark room, so the first option could be ruled out directly.
As for putting Novia back into a state of sleep, while Violet had a few plans in mind, she wasn’t particularly adept in matters concerning souls.
Honestly, Miss Priestess couldn’t guarantee absolute safety, especially dealing with such an unpredictable entity. If complications arose, it would likely become troublesome.
That left only one option.
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Violet hoped this little girl wouldn’t have too big of an appetite... Wait a minute, could it be that Tiyelu, that annoying butterfly, anticipated the possibility of such an event and deliberately prolonged the transportation time to avoid the issue?
It sounded unbelievable, but somehow it felt quite possible...
Oh well, she could settle the score with Tiyelu later.
Actually, there was no need to go out of their way to infuse Novia with magic. After all, she was constantly absorbing all surrounding magic power at all times. It’s just that Violet was able to easily resist this power.
After a moment of contemplation, the black-haired girl gently embraced the silver-haired girl, who sat foolishly by the lake, still enjoying the moonlight bath. She did so in a manner that wasn’t too offensive, and then temporarily lifted the protective effect of 【Feather Robe Graria】.
“Hmm?”
Novia, unable to understand language, could only emit a puzzled sound in response to Miss Priestess’s sudden action. However, shortly after, both of their bodies abruptly stiffened at the same time.
Due to the close contact of their skin and the removal of the automatic defense of the personal artifact, Violet immediately felt the intense suction from the girl in her arms, as if she were not holding a girl but rather a vigorously contracting miniature black hole.
Her MP began to visibly decrease at a rapid rate. Miss Priestess steadied herself, suppressing her instinctive subconscious resistance, allowing Novia’s body to draw nourishment from her vast magical power.
The wolf-girl’s delicate body seemed to struggle to adapt and withstand the sudden influx of abundant magic. After a moment of stiffness, she began to lightly struggle and tremble restlessly.
“Be good, don’t fuss.”
However, Violet had anticipated this. The reason for embracing her in such an intimate manner wasn’t to take advantage, but to prevent any complications during the transmission of magic. Though her hands behind the girl’s back weren’t exerting much force, they were enough to prevent this little one from breaking free.
“Huff... huff...”
The surging stream of magic stirred a gentle breeze over the serene lake, creating ripples on its surface, lifting the smooth and silky hair of the two girls. The moon reflected on the surface of the lake swayed along with them.
After a while, perhaps finally recovering from the sudden turn of events, or perhaps having adapted to the process, Novia gradually ceased struggling. Like a child nurtured by its mother, she curled up comfortably in the arms of the black-haired girl.
Her bare feet, still dripping with glistening water droplets, adjusted their position, lightly resting on the white robe that Miss Priestess had spread out on the grass by the lake. She emitted adorable whimpering sounds rhythmically, resembling a peaceful young animal.
Violet, too, gradually acclimated to the sensation of having her magic drained. Although Novia’s “appetite” was significant, as Violet had anticipated, there was indeed a limit.
After a period of fluctuation, the rate of decrease in MP gradually stabilized at around 5000/s, not endlessly increasing.
Being drained of 5000 MP per second would indeed be a daunting burden for most creatures in this world. From Violet’s understanding so far, even pseudo-gods, entities below Iv70, typically wouldn’t have a MP limit exceeding 100,000 points, even if they specialized in spells. In other words, even top-tier mages at their peak would be completely drained in less than 20 seconds.
Fortunately, Violet’s total MP, her overall magic reservoir, had always been one of her more confident aspects. After all, if a priest ran out of mana, they truly couldn’t do anything.