“What the heck… Why are the Chintamani Marble’s aura and power so much greater than I initially expected? Hey, Quiet Heaven, didn’t you say that this marble was just a replica?”

“No way… Wait… Could it be… Is that thing a real Chintamani Marble?”

[Kyak!]

Merlin’s eyebrows furrowed as he realized that his plan had gone awry. He had prepared everything carefully, but the amount of spiritual power in the marble was much greater than he had anticipated. His magic system spell would most likely collapse due to the overwhelming amount of spiritual power that it now needed to contain.

“Oh, my… Even if it took me a little longer to prepare, I should have divided the marble into several pieces, deployed several magic system spells, and created a few more Salk… Ah, wait! A few more Salk…?”

A new hypothesis instantly formed inside Merlin’s mind.

Normally, he’d...