I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 191

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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“Such trivial tricks……”

Cecilia examined the magic circle that encased her bedchamber, glowing with a faint blue light. It was a barrier without a single gap.

She lightly scratched the magic circle with the tip of her holy sword.

The part of the magic circle that touched the blade stretched and then snapped back like a rubber wall.

“A demon, using such petty magic.”

Cecilia muttered, having instantly grasped the nature of the magic circle.

If it had been a barrier created with demonic power, she could have easily torn it apart with her holy sword. That was what holy power meant to demons.

But this was different. The barrier surrounding her bedchamber was made of mana.

Against it, her holy sword was nothing more than a shiny piece of metal.

“The outside must be heavily polluted.”

She was certain, as her holy sword had been reacting intensely. The demon’s power had heavily polluted the surrounding area.

No one could approach without divine protection or purification, not even Minerva.

“Do you hate me that much, you insignificant creatures?”

Cecilia scoffed.

Demons were incredibly proud and often mocked and scorned mana simply because it was used by humans.

She had heard it from them directly.

And yet, they had resorted to using the very power they despised. It meant that their hatred for Cecilia was even greater than their pride.

It was understandable that they hated her. She had interrupted them right as they were about to engulf the entire Imperial Palace, appearing with her holy sword.

Most of the demons present in the Imperial Palace at the time had been permanently destroyed, and the few survivors had fled in terror, abandoning their pride.

It was only natural that they held a deep grudge.

“What shall I do with this?”

Cecilia, her scoff fading, scratched the magic circle again with her holy sword. The spot where the blade touched glowed with a faint blue light.

The blue light quickly spread throughout the bedchamber. The magic circle shimmered, like ripples on water.

She could destroy it if she wanted to. Her power wasn’t something that could be contained by such a trivial magic.

She didn’t even need to use her full power. Just a slightly stronger swing of her holy sword would melt this magic circle like wet tissue paper.

The aftermath was the problem.

“The repercussions will extend to other areas…… is that it?”

The demon, despite being a demon, had put some thought into this. The structure of the magic circle was quite ingenious.

It required a certain amount of force to break, but the moment that threshold was reached, its durability would decrease drastically.

The moment Cecilia’s holy sword shattered the magic circle, the Imperial Palace, and even parts of the Imperial Capital, would be destroyed along with it.

She would be destroying the Empire with her own hands.

“…….”

Cecilia briefly calculated the consequences.

The Imperial Palace collapsing?

She could just rebuild it. The Empire had more than enough wealth. Rebuilding the Imperial Palace was a trivial matter.

People dying?

She didn’t care. Cecilia was someone who disregarded even the Silver Dawn Knights and the Golden Twilight Knights.

So how much would she care about commoners?

“However, as Empress, such actions are unacceptable.”

She could tolerate collateral damage. But she couldn’t, and shouldn’t, tolerate the unrest and instability that would spread throughout the Empire as a result.

The Imperial Palace, where she resided, had to be the strongest, most secure fortress in the Empire.

If news of the Imperial Palace’s partial destruction and the deaths of its citizens spread, fear and unrest would spread like wildfire.

It was the worst-case scenario for an Empress.

“Tsk.”

Cecilia clicked her tongue, having finished her calculations. It seemed she would have to dismantle the magic circle piece by piece.

It had been a while since she had used magic, so her memory was a little hazy, but Cecilia had been hailed as the second greatest genius in the Empire, after Minerva.

Her accumulated knowledge hadn’t disappeared.

She plunged her holy sword vertically into the floor and approached the magic circle. Just as she was about to touch it—

“……My work is done, it seems.”

The magic circle began to disintegrate.

The geometric patterns that had covered her bedchamber dispersed and vanished without a trace of mana, as if they had never existed.

Since Cecilia had only just reached out her hand, it meant—

“Minerva.”

As Cecilia muttered, the door to her bedchamber opened, and Minerva walked in.

She didn’t ask the clichéd question of how Minerva had entered a place filled with demonic power.

She could clearly see the protective barrier of holy power surrounding Minerva’s body.

“Was it the Pope?”

Instead, she asked a different question, omitting the first part.

Minerva, understanding her abbreviated question, nodded. Her long white hair swayed behind her.

“Indeed.”

“Strange. For them to personally assist you, what wind has blown?”

Cecilia hadn’t heard of the Popes personally intervening in external affairs for at least the past few hundred years.

They had always dispatched the Inquisitor’s to carry out holy wars.

Why would they suddenly provide a protective barrier and send Minerva here?

She had heard that the Popes had been venturing outside the cathedral much more frequently lately. Perhaps it was related to that.

“It might be a slightly delicate matter for the child. Do you still wish to hear it?”

“Speak, and don’t waste my time. When have their actions ever had a non-delicate reason? I must go and slay the demon that has defiled this place.”

Cecilia waved her hand dismissively at Minerva’s words, which were accompanied by a faint smile, as if telling her not to bother with such trivialities.

“You needn’t worry, child. The Pope of the Sun has already gone. Ah, and that is also the answer to your question.”

“……What did you just say?”

Cecilia’s expression hardened.

“The Pope of the Sun has come personally? Not simply provided you with divine protection, but actually arrived here?”

“Indeed.”

“Why?”

Not only had they given Minerva divine protection, but they had also come here personally?

The situation was becoming increasingly incomprehensible. It was an unprecedented event.

“I do not know the exact reason. They did not tell me, after all. However, it is clear that the Pope of the Sun holds a great interest in that child.”

“……Ha.”

Cecilia scoffed.

It was obvious who Minerva was referring to when she said that the Pope of the Sun held a great interest in “that child.”

“So, you’re saying they came here because they covet what is mine.”

Now it was certain.

Before, she had only had suspicions, but now she had proof. The Pope of the Sun’s personal visit was undeniable evidence.

The letter delivered by the Interrogator, the words claiming disinterest, were all lies. A cold smile spread across Cecilia’s face.

“Where is the demon?”

“Right here.”

Minerva, as if anticipating Cecilia’s reaction, simply smiled and tapped the floor with her staff.

In the next instant, Cecilia and Minerva were transported to a hallway somewhere in the Imperial Palace.

Although she didn’t show it, Cecilia was quite surprised.

There hadn’t been a magic circle, not even a flicker of blue mana. Minerva seemed to have made tremendous progress in a short amount of time.

“There it is.”

At Minerva’s words, Cecilia turned her gaze. Now wasn’t the time to focus on such feats. There was a more important matter at hand.

She had to meet the vixen who had claimed disinterest to her face, yet harbored greater desires than anyone else, the one who had dared to lie to the Empress.

Cecilia soon achieved her goal. The Pope was easy to find.

“…….”

She found the Pope embracing the man she had claimed to have no interest in, fondling his chest, their tongues intertwined in a passionate kiss.

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