Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2547

Sunny shivered. It was not every day that he had a conversation with an Other... well, technically, he had conversed with numerous of them here in Mirage City over the last few days, but he had never spoken to one who knew their nature.

‘The reflection of Omer of the Nine...’

Why was the reflection of one of the Nine serving as a custodian of Mirage's palace? He lingered for a while, then said in a subdued tone:

"Well, you haven't been doing your job well, have you? The place is a mess."

The Castellan remained silent.

Sunny and Effie exchanged glances.

Now that they had found the ancient reflection, they were supposed to get the authority over the Palace of Imagination back to Effie, somehow. The easiest way would be for her to destroy the Castellan, most likely... but Sunny was not sure how powerful the Castellan was, and therefore whether they would be able to shatter him. Could they convince him to surrender the authority voluntarily? That would be the best outcome, since Effie would be able to use the Castellan to draw much more potential from the Palace of Imagination then. However, Sunny did not know if the reflection of Omer of the Nine could be convinced, either.

In any case, they did not have much time to try.

The Castellan finally spoke:

"..My Mistress is away."

This seemed to be his answer to the accusation of not maintaining the Palace of Imagination properly — this reflection had been designed to help the Castle Master control the Great Mirror, after all, not to control it in their master's stead.

Effie scoffed.

"Who is away? I am the master of the Castle, and therefore your master as well. Yet, not only did you fail to assist me, you even stole my authority and tried to kill me. No wonder this whole place has collapsed. Do you see the problem here?"

The Castellan stared at her silently.

"You are wrong.”

‘He doesn't seem to be blind anymore... at least not here, in the Palace of Imagination: Could Mirage have imagined a world where the blind could see?’

While Sunny considered that small detail, Effie raised an eyebrow.

“I'm wrong? What am I wrong about?"

The Castellan lowered his gaze.

"I only have one Mistress — Mirage, the Demon of Imagination. And you are not her. The castle you rule is nothing but a shell... the illusory one is the moat, and the true one is the gate. Both merely lead to the Palace of Imagination. The Palace of the Demon of Imagination, the place where my Mistress resided and ruled, has always been the Great Mirror."

Sunny smiled.

The Castellan was mistaken, of course. There had been a time before Mirage created mirrors, so Bastion was far more ancient than the Great Mirror. It did not matter which had come first, anyway — now that the Spell made the Castle into a Citadel, they were all inseparable.

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