Hate me, Miss Witch!-Chapter 522 - 244: A Girl Named Su Lun Once Came Here (1w)_2

Even Ennie is no exception.

Her affection for Shiayar is selfless.

Therefore, no matter what happens.

The tasks Su Lun is set on will not change in any way.

The magnificent magic runes illuminated one after another around Su Lun, lighting up with her intention.

And thus, Su Lun's steps moved steadily through the sub-dimensions folded within the Summer Flower Cathedral.

Until the silver-white radiance of the magictech equipment brightened the narrow sub-dimension completely.

And Su Lun's demeanor transformed as well.

She was no longer the pure and unsullied perfect Saintess of the Dawn Church, adored by all.

Nor was she the playful and sly woman only Shiayar had ever seen.

In an instant, her body and spirit harmonized, merged, and became one with the sub-dimension filled with magictech equipment and rune arrays, and the air around her—

The ripples of longing calmed.

Su Lun's "warmth" dominated the entire solemn sub-dimension.

Just like the ruler of the whole magic grounds—the "Mechanical Empress."

This was a place unknown even to the upper echelons of the Dawn Church, the Saints, Cardinals, and even the highest echelon of the "Golden Dawn," accessible only to her sub-dimension.

Much like in the Black Tower, where each Legendary Rank Eight Page Mage would build their own Mage Tower.

This sub-dimension was Su Lun, the mechanic's, "Mage Tower."

It was also the "Magic Workshop" that this mechanical prodigy spent over a decade constructing in secrecy.

Or one could say it was her "stronghold."

The most crucial piece of knowledge Su Lun learned from Shiayar was disguise and the art of concealment.

If she were to expose all her power, it would only provoke vigilance and caution from adversaries, obstructing her endeavors.

But if she could hide her brilliance, she could await the moment that would illuminate the night with astounding radiance.

Mechanical-type mechanics differ from traditional Beastmasters.

Most Beastmasters, together with their Pet Beasts, are their greatest power, and the vitality and energy belonging to them as superiors aren't easily concealed. They might suffice before weaker ones, but could be easily exposed when facing equals.

However, it's different for mechanics.

Apart from the spiritual power and soul strength all Beastmasters must cultivate but also conceal deeply and make most undetectable.

For mechanics, the root of their power lies not in anything living—be it magic constructs, rune arrays, or mechanical constructs.

But through constant accumulation of expertise and the creation of new technology, a mechanic's power can continually rise, accumulating with no ceiling.

And as the Dawn Saintess, Su Lun spent years in the Sacred Court of "Florence" and naturally had few opportunities to act personally.

Even to this day, even Saints and Cardinals who represent the highest ranks of the Dawn Sacred Court only know that Su Lun's strength should have stepped into Legendary recently.

She is, after all, an outstanding figure who emerged from thousands, from dozens of gifted, resource-rich Saintess candidates, entering Legendary under the age of twenty, a rarity even among all previous Dawn Saintesses.

But how far Su Lun's cultivation in the realm of mechanics has truly reached.

Even Shiayar can't be certain. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

He only has a vague sense that this Saintess, who has borrowed much of his own cunning, is hiding a lot.

And indeed, Su Lun is hiding things.

She has hidden for ten years since entering the Sacred Court.

And if considering the subjective time felt through accelerated thought thanks to the Sacred Relic in the Sacred Court that speeds up thinking—

It might equate to decades or even hundreds of years.

Through day and night of research and improvement, as a mechanic, as the founder of this Mage Tower, refining her combat ground day after day, year after year.

And this meticulously perfected Magic Workshop over ten years.

Its imagined enemy—

Is the founder of the "Golden Dawn," the so-called Eighth God.

Or—

The primordial Sun God of the Glorious Era in the First Era.

...

Initially, Su Lun chose to enter the Dawn Sacred Court in Florence, passing a series of rigorous trials to become a Saintess candidate.

Her objective was quite simple.

If she could stand out among many Saintess candidates and become the admired Dawn Saintess.

Then she could appear before him, reborn, just like in the fairytale Shiayar spoke of—the ugly duckling becomes a swan.

Even someone as shrewd as Shiayar would feel a flutter, even be captivated by the contrast between the impoverished orphan girl of the past and the radiant Dawn Saintess.

Moreover, by becoming the Dawn Saintess, she would gain the qualification to mobilize the resources of the Dawn Church.