SCT-Novel Chapter 229 Get It Over With
Chapter 229 Get It Over With
The clone that emerged from the Mirroring Well was indistinguishable from the original Heavenly Victory in every conceivable way.The same cascading twin-fluffs of shimmering silver hair streaked with crimson, the same glowing heterochromatic eyes—one a vortex of spiraling green, the other a blue lens with a golden crosshair. Even the smirk curling her lips carried the same haughty, self-assured air.
But it wasn't just her appearance; her aura radiated the same overwhelming presence. Her movements mirrored the confidence of one who could bend reality itself. Her words, sharp and smug, carried the same cadence, as though a fragment of the original soul had been perfectly replicated within this new vessel.
Had she really pulled the exact same Heavenly Victory from another fragment of existence out of luck, or was there manipulation behind this?
I glanced at the others, their postures tense, weapons at the ready. But something within me—a sense sharpened by my ascension—revealed the truth hidden beneath their facades.
None of my confidantes, save Lupina, were genuinely concerned about the escalating situation.
Verina, standing with her usual composed expression, was barely trying. She held her crystalline musket at her side, her deadpan face hiding a sense of amusement. The Furnace's energy hummed softly around her, the temperature subtly rising and falling in rhythm with her idle thoughts.
To anyone else, she seemed focused and serious, but I could see through her. She wanted the situation to escalate—just enough to test the limits of her powers, particularly her Furnace.
She'd held back since the moment the first Heavenly Victory had emerged. Her slow, measured movements and calculated heat manipulations were nothing more than playful experiments. In reality, Verina could have incinerated the first clone within seconds. But where was the fun in that?
Then there was Viviane, ever composed and stoic on the surface, though I could feel the ember of a hidden fire within her.
She wasn't as reserved as she appeared.
She had been intentionally passive, casting defensive wards and offering support to the bastioneers while leaving the offensive work to them. Why? Because she was enjoying herself, even if she wouldn't admit it outright.
She had opposed the idea of engaging with the Mirroring Well, yes—but now that it was done, she was quietly thrilled to witness the drama unfold.
It was something that probably only I and Kuzunoha still take into account when it comes to our elder nymph—she was still one of those mischievous and insufferable faes.
And Kuzunoha? Well, Kuzunoha was Kuzunoha. She had practically encouraged this whole endeavor, her enthusiasm barely contained as we approached the Mirroring Well. She'd been far too amused by my suggestion to use the artifact for the bastion's benefit, and now she stood watching, her crimson eyes sparkling with a mix of curiosity and mischief.
Her movements, her spells, even her protective measures—all deliberate choices to prolong the encounter and savor the spectacle.
Their actions—or lack thereof—painted a clear picture.
They were all just as reckless and unserious as I was. Perhaps even more so.
This was why I had intervened. These bored, daredevil freaks weren't going to take things seriously until something truly catastrophic happened, now that they were following a literal demigod who could just rip space without care.
And as much as I trusted their capabilities, I wasn't about to let their
With the clones secured in the vicinity, and the Ordeal decided to have a small nap, the battlefield returned to silence, save for the faint hum of the Landship's engines in the background.
The spiraling moon of madness loomed overhead, casting its crimson light across the scarred ground.
"That was… anticlimactic," Viviane commented, Her tone carried a subtle undercurrent of disappointment, as though she had expected—or hoped—for the situation to escalate further.
I turned to her, an eyebrow raised. "Anticlimactic? Coming from you?" My voice carried a hint of humor. "Weren't you the one lecturing me about the risks of using the Mirroring Well just a while ago?"
She shrugged, her expression stoic as always as she pulled off her mischief. "If something's going to happen, it might as well go all out. Half-measures are dull."
Kuzunoha, clearly entertained, clapped her hands together. "Oh, I couldn't agree more~" she said, her tone dripping with mockery as she cast a sidelong glance at me. "Really, darling, you should have let things escalate a bit more. It's such a shame to end the fun so quickly."
I could only smile with warmth and gentleness. "You're one to talk."