Chapter 6: Preparations Before the Battle

Lucas rolled out of bed, intending to catch up with Ivina.

But just as he got up, Lelia grabbed his hand firmly.

“Where are you going?”

“To catch up with Ivina. That woman is probably going to handle that matter on her own.”

Lucas broke free from Lelia’s grip and rushed into the hallway of the sanatorium.

But Ivina’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

“She’s already gone far. This place is unfamiliar to us both—where would we even find her?”

Lelia caught up, dragging Lucas back into the room.

“You just recovered. You need to rest properly!”

“But—”

“I don’t think Miss Ivina is that reckless.” L

elia pressed Lucas back onto the bed and tucked the blanket around him.

“Knowing that going alone is a death sentence, she wouldn’t take that risk.”

Would she really not?

Lucas thought of Ivina’s expression just now—darkened as if she wanted to kill.

Who exactly was that woman?

Why did Ivina react so strongly to her?

“All right, stop thinking so much now. Just rest.”

Lucas lay back on the bed, his mind swirling with worries.

He was genuinely afraid Ivina might do something foolish.

“Lucas.”

Lelia sat beside the bed, nervously clutching her skirt and lowering her head as she quietly called his name.

“That thing you just mentioned—is it really true?”

Even after witnessing it firsthand, Lelia found it hard to fully believe.

Lucas had dreamed of meeting a Deity and receiving a blessing—that was just too incredible.

“It’s true. Didn’t the Contracted Oath already prove it?”

“If what you say is true, and the Deity asked you to save the world, then what are you going to do? Even with the blessing, doing it alone is impossible, isn’t it?”

Lucas had thought about this as well.

Although the Deity gave him guidance, in this vast world, where was he supposed to find those people from his memories?

What if something happened to them before he found them?

“Also, I’ve always wondered why the Deity doesn’t handle this personally and insists on sending you.”

“According to her, she’s currently too busy to leave her place due to certain reasons, so she can only assign me. She divined in her own way and determined I’m the best candidate.”

To be honest, Lucas felt somewhat lucky. If he hadn’t been chosen by her, he probably wouldn’t be here talking to Lelia like this.

“Is that so…”

Lelia reached out and held Lucas’ hand.

“I might not be able to help much down the road, but if you get tired, you can come to me anytime.”

“Mhm…”

A clear throat sounded from the doorway.

“Sorry to disturb you both at this time.”

Ivina appeared at the door, seemingly having arrived unnoticed.

“When did you get back? What were you doing just now?”

Lucas propped himself up on the bed.

“I was listening while you explained why the Deity chose you to save the world.”

Ivina dropped a heavy bag on Lucas’ bedside table.

From the sound, it seemed to contain chainmail.

“This city’s small; there’s no shop selling high-end armor. I bought you a set of chainmail. Use it for now.”

“You’re overestimating me. What can this even block?”

“I think chainmail is fine for you right now.”

Ivina said, then placed another sword—hung at her waist—beside the bed.

“This one too. I picked the best sword at the smithy; it should be the finest here. I’ll get you a new weapon when there’s a chance, but use this for now.”

Lucas sat on the bed and took the sword Ivina brought.

Strangely, although he had never held a sword before, as soon as his hand touched it, he sensed that he instinctively knew how to use it.

Whether it was slashes or sword techniques, all kinds of moves appeared in his mind.

Could this be the power granted by the Deity’s authority?

He put the sword down, and the techniques in his mind vanished suddenly.

It seemed the power of the authority surfaced various weapon skills in his mind only when he physically grasped a weapon.

Judging by this, he should be able to master different weapons with ease.

“How is it? Can you use it? If not, I’ll find you a new one.”

Seeing Lucas put the sword down after only a few seconds, Ivina assumed he was unfamiliar with the weapon.

“No, this is enough.”

Lucas nodded in thanks.

“For handling this incident, this sword will do.”

Lucas exhaled deeply.

More than whether the weapon suited him, he was most concerned about Ivina’s safety.

“What’s the matter? You look relieved, like you’re afraid I’m going to handle this alone.”

Caught.

“You got it right.”

Ivina couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

“I’m not that foolish. Knowing it’s a certain death to go alone, I won’t take the risk.”

“Besides, your expression just now was terrifying, especially when I described that woman.”

After Lucas said this, Ivina’s face darkened again.

She glanced at Lelia, hesitating whether to reveal the truth.

“I’ll tell you when we’re alone. Some things are better left unknown to that young lady.”

“Why?”

“Sorry, this involves some classified matters. Without higher approval, I can’t casually tell others. You just need to know that the person you described is our current target. If you encounter her, you must strike with deadly force.”

Ivina’s words were grave, and Lucas didn’t have to think twice to know that woman was no good.

“How are you feeling now?”

Ivina asked.

Lucas swung his legs off the bed and stretched, trying to show her he had fully recovered.

But Ivina didn’t buy it.

Even in the hospital room, she suddenly drew her sword from her waist and slashed at Lucas.

The sword blade sliced through the air, causing Lelia to nearly fall off her chair from fright.

But Lucas didn’t flinch.

He grabbed the sword at the bedside and parried Ivina’s strike.

“Looks like you’ve recovered well. And although I don’t want to admit it, you’re stronger than me now.”

Ivina spun the sword and sheathed it.

“Then let me see just how far you can go with the Deity’s authority.”

Lucas gripped the sword tightly.

To be honest, his strength now was all thanks to the Deity.

Without this power, he couldn’t have blocked Ivina’s strike just now—or even the one in the hallway earlier.

“I’ll go back and make some preparations as well.”

Ivina turned toward the door.

“You know where that woman is, right?”

Lucas nodded.

“That’s good. Tomorrow morning, we set out.”