Chapter 418:Leaving.
Chapter 418: 418:Leaving.
Lilith looked at him.
"Where?"
"Training."
She raised an eyebrow.
"That wasn’t the question."
"The Forbidden Forest."
Lilith became quiet.
Atheline leaned against the railing.
"I need somewhere I can use everything without worrying about destroying half the landscape."
"The deeper Forbidden Forest isn’t exactly safe."
"That’s part of why I’m choosing it."
She stared at him.
He smiled.
"I know that look."
"Do you?"
"It’s the look where you’re deciding whether to tell me no."
"I’m the Queen. I don’t need to decide whether I can tell you no."
"True."
She turned toward the city.
"Why now?"
Atheline’s smile faded.
"Because you comprehended a Law."
Lilith glanced toward him.
"And I’m happy for you."
"But?"
"But I watched what happens when we’re too weak."
That silenced her. He looked toward the distant horizon.
"I watched you lose everyone." His voice became quieter. "Zelpher. Simion. The councillors. Your soldiers."
He paused.
"Me."
Lilith’s fingers tightened slightly against the balcony railing.
"I know that future isn’t ours."
"Good."
"But I also know it happened once." Atheline touched his chest. "And whatever Klaith is doing may still be happening now."
Lilith said nothing.
"The ruin told me Sovereigns can step outside the control of the World Will. It warned me that new Sovereigns attract attention from things that may want them dead."
Atheline looked at her.
"You’re approaching that threshold."
"So are you."
"Exactly."
He smiled faintly.
"Which means sitting around the palace waiting for Klaith to make the next move is probably the worst thing I can do."
She considered his words.
"What exactly are you planning to train?"
"Everything."
"That’s specific."
"Wind first."
That answer didn’t surprise her.
"It’s still my strongest element. I’ve spent too much time relying on raw Peak Mystic strength instead of understanding why it responds to me the way it does."
She nodded slowly.
"And the others?"
"I’ll work through them.
"All of them?"
"I may be gone a while."
Lilith’s expression immediately changed.
Atheline laughed.
"I’ll come back."
"You disappeared into a ruin for a week."
"That wasn’t intentional."
"You’ve used that excuse before."
"I haven’t."
"You’ve needed it often enough."
Atheline reached for her hand.
Lilith allowed it.
"I need this."
She knew and that was the problem.
Lilith looked down at their joined hands.
"The deeper forest has changed since the corruption began."
"I’ll be careful."
"That phrase means nothing coming from you."
"I’ll attempt to maintain the appearance of caution."
"Worse."
Atheline smiled, then Lilith sighed.
"Go."
His eyes widening slightly.
"That easily?"
"Don’t make me reconsider."
He immediately nodded.
"Excellent decision."
She pulled his hand hard enough to bring him closer.
"But you stay in contact."
"I will."
"If something feels wrong, you leave."
"Reasonable."
"If the corruption is significantly worse than expected, you don’t investigate it alone."
Atheline hesitated.
Lilith narrowed her eyes.
"Atheline."
"I won’t investigate it alone."
"And if you find another ancient ruin?"
"I walk away."
She stared at him.
He sighed before mumbling grumply.
"I contact you before entering."
"Better."
He leaned down and kissed her. Lilith’s hand moved behind his neck, keeping him there slightly longer than he’d intended.
When they separated, Atheline smiled.
"I’ll take that as permission."
"Take it as motivation to return."
The preparations began that afternoon.
Atheline didn’t need an army, that would defeat the purpose.
He prepared his bow, several sets of arrows, his sword, food, medicines and enough supplies to remain away from civilization for an extended period. He also carried several crystals that might help replenish Aether if his training pushed him too far.
The little fox attempted to follow.
He crouched in front of her.
"No."
The fox stared.
"You’re staying."
She let out a small whine.
"Don’t manipulate me."
Another whine immediately followed. He looked toward her.
"Help."
Lilith picked up the fox.
"Go before I give it to you."
Atheline stood immediately.
"Goodbye."
By evening, he was ready.
Yet the change wasn’t limited to him. Throughout the palace, training grounds remained active far later than usual.
Knights pushed themselves harder. Mages requested access to higher-grade training chambers. Councillors began reviewing emergency supply reserves.
Border forces strengthened patrols. Messages were sent to allies. Even those who knew nothing about what Atheline had witnessed inside the ruin understood the atmosphere had changed.
The corruption was spreading.
The Dragonic meeting had provided more questions than answers.
A Dark Elven royal historian had disappeared after being accused of treason and the rulers themselves had returned warning that something larger might be moving beneath the crisis.
Everyone could feel it.
The peaceful interval was ending.
Atheline stood at the edge of the Forbidden Forest the following morning.
Ancient trees stretched ahead of him, their enormous canopies blocking much of the sunlight. Aether saturated the region so heavily that even breathing felt different.
He remembered entering this forest before; he’d gained enormously from it. This time he wasn’t searching for another core. He was here for himself.
Atheline removed his bow from his back. Wind gathered around him. The trees moved, leaves liftinh from the ground.
His Peak Mystic Aether spread outward until several nearby beasts immediately fled rather than challenge whatever had entered their territory.
He looked deeper into the forest. Somewhere beyond the safer regions were places where even SSS-ranked beings wouldn’t casually wander.
He took his first step forward and tightened his grip around his bow.
Everyone understood the same thing now, even if only a handful understood why. The time for comfortable strength was over.
Whatever came next would belong to those strong enough to survive it.
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Atheline’s first week in the Forbidden Forest taught him something extremely irritating.
He had absolutely no idea how to comprehend a Law.
Lilith had explained what she’d experienced inside the Darkness Ruin before he left. She’d told him how darkness had been stripped away from all the techniques and assumptions she’d built around it until she’d finally been forced to understand the element itself rather than simply control it.
A Law wasn’t a spell, wasn’t an increase in Aether and wasn’t something that could be obtained by firing progressively stronger attacks until the world decided to reward him.
He understood all of that intellectually, unfortunately, understanding what a Law wasn’t did very little to tell him what one actually was.
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