Chapter 88

Sylvia held the remaining map fragment in her hand. Staring at the mere corner of it, she closed her eyes.

Magic series or attribute. Those things didn’t matter now.

She remembered the feel of the map she had touched. She recalled its texture, its function.

Her three primary colors appeared.

The map they stole. The object that Sylva had felt began to regenerate, wobbling from the corner.

She never tried it before, but she restored it to perfection.

The mended map wasn’t any different from the original.

Even its red circles were moving the “same way” they did before.

“Reylie of the Red Garnet Adventurers,” Sylvia muttered coldly, clenching small fists.

‘Using anger as nourishment, an Iliade grows. An ordeal that can’t be killed only makes us stronger.’

Was this the growth Glitheon was talking about?

Reylie. Dozmura.

She naively believed in their achievements from fairy tales.

However, she thought they had better start preparing for the price they’d have to pay for betraying her. Knowing they would surely meet again during this test, she decided never to forget their misdeed.

“I won’t be fooled anymore.”

Admitting that she lacked experience and learning from her past stupidity, she gradually integrated the lessons she gained from what just happened into her arsenal.

“…”

Sylvia looked up at the sky.

The sun was already setting.

Taking out a mana stone from her pocket, she weaved it into a bat, which then flew, sharing its vision with her.

After setting up a patrol around her vicinity, she looked at her map.

Why did Reylie say three maps were necessary?

As she pondered about it, the chairman’s words from just before the exam came to mind.

‘No matter how I think about it, a thousand people are too many!’

At that moment, Sylvia realized it.

They weren’t looking for a destination.

They were searching for a target.

If everyone on this map was a target…

Then this was easier than she realized.