Chapter 48: Codename Guardian
Mr. Silver’s speech paused slightly.
Immediately after, its voice did not come through the air, but directly rang in Rast’s ear.
“I know that little Isda is quite dissatisfied with the behavior of certain nobles in the royal capital, and she has probably complained to you a lot about the filthy actions of the extraordinary beings in this world.”
“However, those people are not representative of all nobility; the nobles of the Granwill Empire do not represent Starry University.”
“The Night World passage has existed for nine hundred years, and Starry University has also existed for nine hundred years.”
“In these nine hundred years, the academy has been the first line of defense between the Night World and the present world, the strongest and most solid barrier… blocking all past twilight disasters, as well as the ambitions of countless secret organizations and cults beyond this pass.”
“If necessary, Starry University can last for another nine hundred years… until the day when the Night World and the echoes of history completely vanish.”
“Will there really be a day when the Night World completely disappears?” Rast asked.
“Who knows?”
Mr. Silver yawned nonchalantly: “But rationally speaking, since the lost history of the past cannot be infinite, the power of the Night World’s echoes cannot be infinite either.”
“According to the latest speculation from the Ruins Institute, the total number of Night World passages might be seventy-two.”
“Based on the records of Starry University, over the past nine hundred years, the Night World has appeared or been conquered more than sixty times, and recently, the frequency of the Night World’s appearances has been increasing…”
“In a few decades, or even in just a few years, perhaps before you and Young Tina graduate, all seventy-two Night Worlds will appear.”
“At that time, the entire continent may either be destroyed by the old twilight disaster or the Night World may be fully cleared… everything will come to a conclusion.”
It gently swayed its tail, and the illusory dark sky and twinkling stars disappeared.
On the Obelisk, only a ranking list with hundreds of entries remained, arranged from top to bottom.
In the tenth position, Rast saw Hiltina’s name.
Her academy codename was “Ranger.”
“Ranger” Hiltina.
“Every true Night Traveler student must register on the Obelisk and imprint their soul signature.”
Mr. Silver’s eyes flashed with a silver gleam: “Since you said before that you have permanently solidified your mental state at seventeen, I will register you as a second-year student, just like Young Tina.”
“There’s no rush regarding the division, we can talk about that later. Well… you also need to fill in your internal network codename and your Night Blade information.”
“Of course, you can fill in the Night Blade information casually; it just needs to meet a requirement in the records.”
“With most abilities corresponding to the sequence being publicly known, the Night Blade is the greatest trump card for every extraordinary being… although it will inevitably be exposed over time with your continued use, it’s still good to hide it for a while.”
Rast looked at the continuously flashing prompts in front of him and the illusory keyboard that appeared out of nowhere on the dark stone tablet, momentarily feeling as if he was creating an account.
In some sense, this was not an illusion; the level of civilization in this world was not far behind that of his previous life. He was indeed creating an account within the campus network of Starry University.
[Please enter your Night Blade information:]
Looking at the information appearing on the stone tablet, Rast smiled: “Actually, my Night Blade is quite ordinary, so there’s nothing to hide.”
“My Night Blade is called ‘Copy Eye.’”
“This Night Blade greatly enhances my dynamic vision, and it also allows me to mimic and copy the actions, sequence abilities, and even effects of specific types of Night Blades of others through prolonged observation.”
“Of course, the final outcome of the copy depends on the level difference between me and the target, the time spent observing and mimicking, my own physical abilities, and skill compatibility, among other factors.”
As he spoke, he completed entering the Night Blade information and then clicked the “Confirm Submission” button.
“Copy Eye?”
Isda’s eyes moved slightly upon hearing this: “You actually also have a pupil technique-type Night Blade like me.”
“And your Night Blade is no simple matter.” She checked her smart terminal: “This is an extremely rare replication-type Night Blade. Even in the Tower of Secrets database, there is only one similar precedent; that Night Blade is called ‘Replication,’ which allows one to directly copy the other person’s Night Blade by touching the target for five seconds.”
“You might think your Night Blade is far inferior to ‘Replication,’ but that’s not the case. The effect range of ‘Replication’ is limited to targets at a lower level than the user, and the Night Blade’s effect is forcibly reduced by one rank.”
“But your Copy Eye is different. Although it’s a mimicked imitation, it may not be as straightforward and brutal as ‘Replication’ in the early stages, but since it is learning rather than copying, it means you can continuously improve your abilities through practice like the owner of a Night Blade.”
“One day, there’s a possibility to surpass the original with an imitation body.”
Isda’s ahoge twitched.
“Moreover, the effect range of ‘Replication’ only includes the opponent’s Night Blade, while your Copy Eye’s range also includes physical movements, sequence abilities, etc., making it much broader in application.”
“Believe me, in terms of developmental potential, your Night Blade is definitely not inferior to those members of the Twelve Seats of the Round Table.”
Mr. Silver, who had originally been resting on Isda’s head and dozing off, also opened his eyes, a hint of doubt flashing in his ruby-like beast eyes.
Copy Eye—
If one were to interpret the heart symbolically by its literal meaning, it could explain that Rast has seen so many people and things that he can disguise other people’s heart symbols and personalities just by mimicking them; the Night Blade and heart symbol actually match quite well.
However.
Mr. Silver glanced at Rast next to him.
He always felt that this kid was trying to pull a fast one on him, but he had no evidence.
As Rast input the Night Blade information, new text immediately appeared on the Obelisk.
[Please enter your internal codename; this codename is only for internal use within Starry University.]
[If the codename is left blank, it will be automatically generated by the Obelisk’s intelligence based on your Night Blade information.]
Looking at the prompts on the Obelisk, Rast hesitated for a moment.
Then, his fingers moved slightly, inputting new text into the dark surface of the Obelisk.
[Once the internal codename is confirmed, it cannot be changed. Do you confirm?]
[Confirmation complete.]
[Registration information has been submitted; your Obelisk imprint has been logged.]
[Your internal codename is—]
[Guardian]
(End of chapter)
