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nNow that Constance finished the complicated incantation and summoned the energy she needed, she poured her essence into the silver chalice, her spiritual energy mingling with the elixirs and herbs. The mixture within the chalice shimmered with an otherworldly radiance, indicating the culmination of her efforts.

nThen, she extended her hands towards the chalice.

nIn a breathtaking pulse of divine power, the spiritual essence within the chalice transformed, taking on corporeal form. The glowing energy solidified, shaping itself into the physical body of a young female, mirroring the image that Constance had envisioned.

n‘Since I can create my own body, it must be my younger version…’ Constance thought as she allowed her Spiritual Body to get caught in the flow of energy vortex.

nAlthough her spiritual body only appears to be in her twenties, that was the form she was stuck with for hundreds of years. She would certainly like to start at a much younger age.

nSoon, Constance opened her eyes, beholding her newly acquired physical form.

nShe marveled at the sensation of her skin, the weight of her body, and the rush of breath through her lungs.

nThe long-awaited transformation had been a success.

nNo longer confined to the ethereal realm, she now possessed a captivating physical presence.

nShe couldn’t help but grin to herself after seeing her new body.

nWith this fresh start, Constance was already imagining the things she wanted to do.

nHowever, before that, she inspected her physique.

n“I have twenty-five Spell Lights? Is this because of the mixed divinity?” Constance muttered as she also realized that she had retained five of her important Spell Models.

nShe also felt that she was overflowing with power as it coursed through her veins.

nShe had to take a few moments to control the flow of energy so it wouldn’t be wasted. After doing this, she couldn’t help but look at the room she had stayed in for a long time.

nThe Mystic Soul Tower had played a vital role in the ritual, and its energy had weakened quite a lot.

n“You probably need to accept more Arcanist… Take as much energy as you can.” Constance muttered as if she was talking to the Tower itself.

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nIn the meantime, as Vale, now disguised as Eustace Skye, stepped out of the store, he activated his Magic Zone one last time, extending his senses throughout the city.

nHe didn’t mind the massive mobilization of people to hunt the Crimson Imp.

nHis primary concern was the safety of Maya and the others, ensuring that they had been successfully evacuated from the potential dangers that lurked within the Roaring City. Although he already tried doing this, he wanted to try and inspect the surroundings once again just in case.

nWith the memories of Keith, the man from the Order of the Evanescent Vessels, fresh in his mind, Eustace knew that the Holy Arts Academy and their allies were responsible for the ambush at the Academy.

nThis knowledge led him to believe that the students in the Roaring City would also be in danger, whether through subtle schemes or overt aggression.

nAs he wandered through the city, meticulously scanning the surroundings, Eustace felt somehow glad as he failed to sense any familiar aura…

nThey were nowhere to be seen, and their absence meant that the Vessel’s evacuation plan was effective.

nThough he hadn’t been able to bid them a proper farewell, he accepted that circumstances had forced them apart.

nEustace smiled and felt a sense of relief wash over him. His mind could now rest easy, knowing that they were not exposed to the imminent threats that loomed over the Roaring City.

nIt was time for him to just mind his own business and begin his journey in this unfamiliar world.

n“I hope you guys can get your shadows back as well…” Eustace muttered.

nAs he made his way towards the central part of the city, Vale contemplated his next steps.

nHe recalled how his reincarnation or arrival in this world had left him with limited options, as he was initially ignorant of the intricacies of the Arcane World and burdened by the loss of his shadow, taken by Headmaster Jean.

n“Now that I’m free and have substantial wealth, I can just do anything I enjoy…” Vale muttered to himself, considering the possibilities that lay before him.

nWith financial security at his disposal, he could chart his own path and explore the vast wonders of this world.

n“Well, let’s explore the kingdom after the auction…” Vale smiled as he started looking for the red-light district, a place known for its intrigue and indulgence. His intention was to find the Gold Club that Karl had mentioned.

nAs he walked around the streets, he already heard whispers about the luxurious services offered in this brothel.

nWell, it would be a lie if he said he wasn’t enticed by the allure of this exclusive venue.

nThe area he entered was a labyrinth of narrow streets and lively lights. As he navigated through the maze-like alleys, the compelling aura of the Gold Club beckoned him closer.

n“So the owner of the club is indeed an Arcanist… Is it a Psychic Art?” Vale muttered as he realized that even without seeing the Gold Club yet, he was already feeling its presence.

nAnyway, he continued on his way. 𝘦.𝘤𝘰𝑚

nIt didn’t take him that long to find the Gold Club, a high-end brothel that catered exclusively to those of noble descent. 𝑖𝘳.𝒸ℴ𝑚

n“It looks better than I expected… I seemed just like a normal luxury hotel.” Vale commented as he arrived at its grand entrance, adorned with opulent decorations and guarded by imposing guards… not beautiful girls as he initially expected.

nAs he approached the building, he realized that there was a Spell that scanned through him as if they were looking if he had money.

nOf course, this Spell had certainly failed to inspect him.

nHowever, this was also a sign that he was indeed a customer they were looking for.

nAs expected, the guards didn’t stop him from entering the building.

nThe moment Eustace stepped inside, he was greeted by an intoxicating atmosphere of lavishness.

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