Hate me, Miss Witch!

The silver spear and the Golden Sword shone, their light intermingling.

In that instant, an ancient mystery emanated, carrying with it the profound aura of eternity.

In the face of that ancient mystery, Shiayar distinctly felt that within his own Spiritual World, the Sands of Time, resembling specks of starlight, were no longer dull and lifeless.

Instead, they began to twinkle, like a true sea of stars.

Is this what the most top-notch Sacred Relics are like?

Merely a slight stir of its awakening aura had already touched upon the domain of the laws of time and space.

Shiayar looked at the spear and sword that had materialized. He could roughly guess what they might be.

Having once searched for relics of the Ancient Dukedom Azure Garden as an amateur archaeologist, and later becoming the Empire's Swordbearer, Shiayar had naturally heard of the Fresta Empire's history. He naturally knew even more about the legend of Excalibur and the Slaying Spear once wielded by the 'Knight King.'

Of course, since it was an ancient tale found in old books and told by wandering poets, how much of it was fabricated was hard to say.

At any rate, Shiayar was completely baffled when he first saw descriptions like the "Indestructible Aurora," "Sacred Sword Forged by Planets," "Tower at the End of the World," and "Storm Anchor that Tethers the Stars."

He had named Enola's contracted ancient Sacred Relic Pet Beast 'Rhongomyniad' by referencing this legend, hoping to borrow some of its prestige.

But as time passed, Shiayar gradually began to doubt the true origins of Ennie's contracted Sacred Relic.

After all, the true value of a Sacred Relic-type Pet Beast is extremely hard to judge. If discussing limits, one could say they are boundless. The history of the Western Continent had long been severed. If it were a Sacred Relic from several Eras past, from a mythical age, its Species Rank might have already surpassed 7th Order, approaching that of a Demigod or the Throne realm boundary.

However, if it were merely a common 4th or 5th Order sword or weapon that had become a Sacred Relic purely through the passage of time... then its potential would be quite ordinary.

There is a notion of evolution among animal-type Pet Beasts; even the lowest-rank pollen insect could potentially evolve into a Meteor Dragon. But the upper limit of a Sacred Relic is directly determined by what it once was. Even though it could gradually awaken, surpassing its original form is exceedingly difficult.

Therefore, in most cases, Sacred Relic-type Pet Beasts have significant advantages in the early to mid-stages, but as the Beastmaster approaches High Order, this advantage rapidly diminishes and may even be overtaken.

But Enola was different.

Even though Shiayar's Beastmaster talents could be described as breathtakingly brilliant, coupled with the assistance of his statistical system, and he himself was a diligent cultivator, Enola somehow managed to keep pace with him all along. Every time Shiayar made a substantial leap in strength through his statistical system's rewards, she would closely follow.

Even in terms of raw combat power, unless Shiayar used certain one-time, pay-to-win abilities, Enola still surpassed him.

This was certainly worth contemplating...

How does that saying go? The only ones who can contend with a pay-to-win fighter are the extremely lucky guys.

Could it be that when I casually named Ennie's Pet Beast, my words actually came true?

These doubts had lingered in Shiayar's mind for a long time until Isadella herself stepped forward, which pretty much hammered the point home.

The answer regarding the Sacred Relic capable of awakening that Sacred Sword was self-evident.

"Although I had my suspicions earlier, I didn't expect the Sacred Spear to reemerge and acknowledge a master."

Isadella's crimson eyes gazed at the silver spear for a long moment before she finally turned her gaze back to Enola. "Perhaps Miss Enola, you're still not quite clear about this... But as a Sacred Spear that stands equal to the Sacred Sword, Rhongomyniad's Species Rank, once fully revived, has already transcended the bounds of ordinary Legends."

Her words paused briefly before she continued, "Some popular rumors might be exaggerated, but in fact, most of those legends are true..."

As she spoke, Isadella's gaze locked onto Enola's face. "As the embodiment of the storm, the Anchor of Storms, a fully awakened Rhongomyniad contains mysteries profound enough that through feedback, you could become a Legend in one fell swoop. Even crossing the Throne realm boundary... is not impossible."

The words spoken by the Second Princess were enough to shake anyone to their core. The opportunity to cross the Throne realm boundary—what did that entail?

It had to be understood that even Shiayar, in the eyes of most, was previously considered merely a Legendary prospect. Yet even so, various invitations had flocked to him. Isadella's invitation to become a Swordbearer, or the Borgia family's marriage proposal—all were essentially investments in Shiayar's future.

If Enola developed the potential to cross the Throne realm boundary, this news, once spread, would undoubtedly cause a tremendous upheaval. Countless extraordinary powers would spare no effort to recruit her, perhaps even directly offering her the position of future leader.

The Western Continent of today was not like the Calamity Land Era, where Saints were as common as dogs and Legends walked everywhere. Every Legend was a lofty figure, powerful enough to establish a domain, to say nothing of those above Legends, on the Throne itself.

However, facing Isadella's intense gaze, the blonde girl merely tilted her head, a slight look of puzzlement on her face.