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Sanctified Cloak

Agamotto's hands came together, releasing a brilliant golden-red magical glow, forming into a long magic whip.

The whip extended, splitting into dozens of thin threads that wound around the sea beast's neck .

Agamotto clenched his fist, and the thin magical threads tightened, slicing through the sea beast's flesh and blood below its neck.

These magical threads acted like cleavers, gradually severing the sea beast into dozens of sections, blood spilling and mingling with the seawater along the beach slope.

Within moments, Agamotto had sliced the massive sea beast into thousands of pieces, leaving only its intact head.

The crowd quickly set up barbecue grills and gathered twigs and firewood from nearby woods.

Forseti handled the ignition, and soon the coast was engulfed in the savory aroma of cooking meat.

Mages opened portals, inviting villagers from the north to enjoy the barbecue for free.

The sight of the sea beast heads beside the grills elicited awe from the villagers.

"They really hunted a sea beast!"

"Sea beast meat is surprisingly fragrant..."

Agamotto seized the moment to address the villagers, "Friends, we are mages of the Supreme Sanctuary. We will reside here long-term to ensure the area's safety. Any sea beast threatening humans will end up as barbecue on this beach."

"...Feel free to settle here. We will provide not only security but also fair prices for your daily needs."

The sight of the sea beast heads swayed many villagers.

One villager asked cautiously, "What about bandits and thieves?"

Agamotto assured, "We will deal with any disturbances near the Supreme Sanctuary, whether sea beasts or bandits. This will become one of the safest havens in the world."

The villagers conversed excitedly, with some expressing immediate interest in relocating.

However, just as the tantalizing scent of barbecue spread far and wide, the sea stirred with turbulent waves, and two more sea beasts emerged.

"Roar - Roar!!"

Unlike the lion-shaped sea beast being grilled,

These two sea beasts resembled serpentine dragons, their elongated bodies stretching over ten meters in length, appearing even more menacing.

"Sea beasts!"

"It's sea beasts, run!"

The villagers enjoying the barbecue panicked.

Forseti and Agamotto swiftly took action. Their magic cloaks billowed as they flew toward the sea beasts, unleashing their full strength. Swiftly dispatching the sea beasts was crucial to allaying the villagers' fears.

With concerted effort, the villagers began to flee as the two sea beasts crashed onto the beach with thunderous roars.

Agamotto returned and reassured them, "You have seen for yourselves. Sea beasts pose no threat to the Supreme Sanctuary. We will venture out to sea and ensure these waters remain safe."

Unexpectedly, the villagers' response was enthusiastic. "Does the Supreme Sanctuary accept apprentices?"

"I want to learn magic!"

"Count me in!"

Most villagers encountered magic for the first time and were greatly impressed, fueling their curiosity and desire to learn. Conversations buzzed with inquiries and discussions.

Agamotto raised his hand for silence and smiled, "Indeed, magic is a heritage. Some among you will undoubtedly join the Supreme Sanctuary in the near future."

"However, becoming a mage is no easy feat. It demands not only integrity but also talent and unwavering dedication."

He paused, then continued, "Only a select few will succeed as mages."

The villagers, feeling special, became even more excited, with many choosing to relocate near the sanctuary. Overnight, the once desolate area swelled with hundreds of new residents.

The Second Supreme Sanctuary soon rose, and the village adjacent flourished.

Several years passed unnoticed.

336 BC - Forseti marked the year on the holy deed.

Despite owning the holy deed for decades, he had only recently discovered its ability to inscribe...

Of course, it didn't use ink but holy light, which could write and erase effortlessly, making it incredibly convenient.

In recent years, Forseti had focused on one task: infusing the magic floating cloak with holy light.

He had previously underestimated the complexity. Sanctifying an object, especially an advanced one like the magic floating cloak, required significant time and mana.

Forseti had lost track of how much holy light he'd poured into the cloak, yet the process remained incomplete.

Looking at the radiant magic floating cloak beside him, casting a golden glow across the room, he sighed.

The item grew brighter with each infusion of holy light, but until fully sanctified, its radiance remained overwhelming.

Wearing the magic floating cloak outside was akin to being a beacon, driving people and animals away wherever he went.

The lingering effects of its "semi-sanctification" were challenging to diminish. Forseti persisted, pouring holy light, anticipating the cloak's completion and subdued brilliance.

He remained secluded, continuing to infuse the cloak with holy light, depleting his mana rapidly.

After some time, only half of Forseti's divine mana remained.

Previously, he'd always halted halfway to recover, wary of potential combat, ensuring he retained more than half his mana.

This time, however, Forseti noticed a subtle dimming in the cloak's once invincible light.

Heart racing, he resumed pouring holy light.

As the infusion continued, the cloak's radiance diminished rapidly, thrilling Forseti.

Had sanctification finally been achieved?

Had the day he awaited arrived?

Soon, the cloak's superlative brilliance faded to a gentle glow, then to a normal radiance... Finally, all light ceased.

Forseti infused a bit more holy light into the cloak. It flickered brightly one last time before settling into its original appearance.

Simultaneously, he sensed an end to his ability to infuse it further.

Like filling a vessel—or more precisely, transforming a hollow into solidity, merging substance and light into a unique entity.

Undoubtedly, the magic floating cloak had transformed.

Now to test it!

Eagerly, Forseti donned the sanctified cloak.