Chapter 151 - Cyanotype, The Reality Keeper (2/2)

Cyanotype then taught her master on how to get out from the Occult Domain. After some error and trial, MF returned to her main body.

”That is really trippy.”

”Indeed it was.”

Cyanotype manifested in the air behind the Ouroboros, floating like an eternal dandelion while using her most humane form. MF then stood, both of them had the same height.

”I didn't know that you're this tall.” MF tried to compare her height using her hand.

”Mmmhh~ I'm part of your soul, after all.”

Cyanotype always float near MF, as they got up to the upper underground floor, numerous wisps and alraunes only bowed to the Ouroboros. None of them were able to perceive the Occult Beast.

”You're permanently ethereal?” MF asked.

”Not entirely, I can see through your heart and emotion, none of them were a threat to you, you also hold them dearly. Hence, I didn't show my existence to them at all.”

”But you can physically interact with them if you wanted to, correct?”

”Tarara~”

MF resurfaced once again. Cyanotype closed both of her eyes while having a nonchalant face. MF assumed that the Occult Beast was in a state akin to sleeping as the resonance with the core wasn't as strong anymore. Eventually, she got back to the Occult Domain.

MF wanted to try the Primordial Sea ability from the Tiamat's Roots but it seemed like Cyanotype had blocked her access to it. The Occult Beast didn't bear any ill will at all either. Knowing that Cyanotype was the type who likes to hint instead of talking, MF hypothesized that there was a reason behind the obscurement of the Tiamat's Roots.

Whether it was affiliated to the upper realm or the real existence that the Occult Tesseract referenced, or because MF wasn't ready to hold her power.

'Then again, Cyanotype is also growing.'

Three days had passed in the real world, surprisingly. MF might be unconscious for one whole day when she got stuck in the Occult Realm.

'Hmm, I didn't feel Suwa's presence anymore, she must've left Domeniul Ceresc by now.'

All of the disciples' candidates would probably have been given their invitation by now. Estimatedly, they would arrive at Lautus Tunguska's ground in a few more hours.

MF soared to the sect's ground. Within the platform could be perceived a Tribunal Curse Deity, a Hellspawn, and an Ourarian. MF descended, getting a comfy response as Primis rushed to her and immediately hugged her leg.

”How are you, Primis?” said Ouroboros as she caressed Primis' hair.

”Hmmm~ I just like Master's scent.” The Ourarian then buried her own face in the long black skirt.

”Lord Ouroboros!” Tuli greeted. ”How is your seclusion?”

”Smooth like butter.” MF then glanced at the comfy Primis on her legs. ”Something happened?”

Ki and Toma in her arms approached forward with a lethargic face. ”Primis almost finished her training, and it seemed like she wanted Madam Foel or Lord Ouroboros to see her breakthrough before doing so.”

”Oya? Is that so?” MF picked Prinis by the armpit like a doll. The Ourarian looked rather pleased when her creator did so. ”You want me to spectate your breakthrough?”

Primis nodded vigorously as if she was head banging a few times.. Seeing her energy, a fluffy feeling ran course through MF's veins, it made her let out her widest smile.