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Join the ServerAugustus sat in the high-backed velvet chair.
The wine glass in his hand swayed gently, the golden liquid clinging to the side of the glass like a thin layer of oil.
The surrounding air became incredibly thick.
It was a weight composed purely of magic.
Tens of thousands of runes lit up on the walls, the ceiling, and even in the patterns of the carpet.
They interwove into an impenetrable net.
Lia felt her breathing become somewhat difficult.
It was like being thrown into the deep sea, surrounded by suffocating water pressure.
She tried to mobilize the magic within her body.
But the moment the magic left her body, it was forcibly suppressed by that layer of golden light.
An anti-magic field.
And it was the highest level of anti-magic field.
“Don’t waste your energy.”
Augustus took a sip of wine, his posture elegant, his expression relaxed.
“This was left by the founding monarch, the Absolute Royal Authority.”
“In this domain, all elements must submit to a single will.”
“And that is mine.”
He put down the wine glass, his fingertips tapping lightly on the armrest.
“I know you are both very strong.”
“Lord Klein is an Eighth Circle, and although Professor Lia is not certified, her spiritual power is not to be underestimated.”
“But in the face of rules, rank is meaningless.”
Klein had no intention of responding.
He sat quietly, holding Lia’s hand.
His palm was dry and warm; Lia didn’t feel a trace of sweat.
But it was precisely this calmness that made Augustus feel a little displeased.
This was not the reaction he wanted to see.
He wanted to see fear.
To see panic.
To see a genius bow his arrogant head in the face of absolute power.
“You have ten minutes to consider.”
Augustus raised a finger.
“After ten minutes, the pressure of the domain will double.”
“By then, your blood vessels might burst from being unable to withstand the pressure.”
“Just like that poor Master Laurent.”
Lia suddenly let out a laugh.
In the dead silent room, this soft laugh was particularly jarring.
Augustus’s brow furrowed slightly.
“What are you laughing at?”
“I’m laughing at the fact that Your Majesty’s mathematics seems to be a bit poor.”
Lia shifted into a more comfortable position, though it was difficult to do so under that immense pressure.
“You said this was left by the founding monarch?”
“If I’m not mistaken, the Heinrich dynasty was founded four hundred years ago.”
“Yes, so what?”
Augustus was a little confused.
“A four-hundred-year-old antique.”
Lia shook her head, her eyes filled with the regret of looking at a piece of scrap.
“At that time, calculus had not yet been invented.”
“Analytic geometry was a blank slate.”
“Even the most basic models of fluid dynamics were wrong.”
She raised her hand and pointed to the brilliant array of runes above her head.
“Look at the distribution of those magic nodes.”
“It is built on perfect circular geometry.”
“Because the ancients believed that the circle was the most perfect shape, representing divinity and eternity.”
Augustus sneered.
“Is it not?”
“Of course not.”
It was Klein who answered him.
His voice was still steady, showing no sign of being suppressed.
“The world is not a circle.”
“It is an ellipse, a parabola, filled with irregular perturbations.”
Klein stood up.
Under the pressure that could crush an ordinary person into a pulp, he stood ramrod straight.
Like an unbreakable javelin.
“Your Majesty, you have made a mistake.”
“You are trying to use a four-hundred-year-old lock to imprison today’s truth.”
Augustus’s face darkened.
He didn’t like this feeling of losing control.
“Sit down.”
He commanded.
As his voice fell, the pressure in the room suddenly intensified.
The sound of bones being crushed could even be heard in the air.
Lia let out a muffled groan, her face turning a shade paler.
Klein’s gaze instantly turned to the extreme of coldness.
It was the look of someone who wanted to kill.
“You hurt her.”
Klein said softly.
“You brought this upon yourselves.”
Augustus gripped his wine glass.
“As long as you nod, all of this will end.”
“You can even gain far more glory than you have now.”
“Why must you be so stubborn?”
“Because we don’t care for what you’re offering.”
Lia gritted her teeth, squeezing the words out.
She endured the discomfort in her body, but her mind was racing.
She was observing.
Observing the flow of magic in this so-called “absolute domain.”
Since it was built on the theories of an old era, it must have the common flaw of an old era.
And that was the blind pursuit of “perfection.”
All energy flows were forcibly constrained within perfect geometric shapes.
There was no redundancy.
No margin for error.
It was like a tower of blocks built with extreme precision.
As long as one of the most crucial blocks was pulled out, the entire tower would instantly collapse.
“Klein.”
Lia called out.
“Mmm.”
“Upper left, thirty-seven-degree angle, that brightest node.”
Lia’s words came out quickly.
“That is the energy hub of the entire array.”
“It was designed based on the assumption that the ‘aether’ is uniformly distributed.”
Klein raised his head slightly.
His deep blue eyes locked onto that position.
“I see it.”
“What if…”
Lia paused, a wicked smile on her lips.
“we create a little… ‘non-uniformity’ in this ‘uniform’ medium?”
Augustus didn’t understand what they were saying.
But he instinctively sensed danger.
“Stop!”
He shot up, wanting to mobilize the power of the array to completely suppress the two of them.
But it was too late.
Klein had raised his hand.
He wasn’t preparing to cast some earth-shattering grand spell.
In an anti-magic field, forcibly casting a spell was suicide.
He only made a very small movement.
A snap of his fingers.
The moment his fingertips rubbed together, an extremely weak, but extremely high-frequency, ripple of magic was released.
It was a resonance frequency that had been precisely calculated.
Targeted at the natural frequency of that “perfectly circular” node.
“Bzz—”
An extremely faint humming sound was heard in the air.
Like the vibrating of a mosquito’s wings.
Augustus was stunned for a moment.
He looked at the node.
The rune, which had been stably outputting a golden glow, suddenly flickered.
And then.
The flickering began to spread.
It was like tipping over the first domino.
The smoothly operating magic circuit, due to this small disturbance, began to get congested.
The array designs of the old era emphasized a perfect fit.
Once a single link went wrong, the entire system would fall into chaos.
“Wh-what is going on?”
Augustus watched as the runes on the walls began to flicker on and off.
The terrifying weight pressing down on his body also lightened considerably in an instant.
Lia let out a long breath.
She rubbed her slightly sore shoulders and stood up from the sofa.
“Your Majesty, have you ever heard of the ‘butterfly effect’?”
She asked with a smile.
“It seems not.”
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