They were now planning to head to the rift, the Holy Emperor explained.
However, unlike the one Seongjin had experienced in the imperial palace previously, this was an extremely stable space managed by a specific owner. Thus, there was no need to worry much about motion sickness.
[Don’t forget to bring the ice hearts.]
Though only their souls would be moving, the items they carried would still be reflected in that mysterious space.
Indeed, Seongjin had once experienced having his body exist simultaneously in both the office and the rift before. Though he didn’t understand the principle, it was likely a similar phenomenon.
“Hmm…”
As he tucked three ice hearts into his bosom, Seongjin hesitated for a moment and discreetly took one out, placing it back on the table.
For some reason, he had a premonition that it would be better to leave at least one in its original form. But at that moment, a bright silver light seemed to flash in the Holy Emperor’s eyes.
[It might be better to take all of them. It seems you’ll soon have another heart.]
“Huh?”
[Don’t you already know the source of another one?]
At that, Seongjin tilted his head in confusion.
“That’s true. Well, if I think about it, there’s that damned Decaron Knight who left something behind…”
[Then, he will bring it to you.]
“Excuse me?”
Seongjin’s eyes widened in astonishment.
“Why would that old man do such a thing?”
[Didn’t you get very angry at him?]
Well, yes, but…?
[He probably won’t want to offend you further. His ability to sense danger is surprisingly keen.]
But hasn’t he already…