Before Eirik lay an ancient fairy hand mirror, its surface so smooth it seemed to gleam with a faint otherworldly glow. Yet, curiously, a dense mist obscured any reflection of the world beyond its glassy surface.

  Unable to resist, Eirik held the mirror in his hands, drawing himself in for one last glance at its system description.

  【One Life Mirror: Reflects real-life talents within the simulation, duration: twelve hours.】

  In the real world, Eirik possessed the legendary Eye of Divine Insight, a power of unimaginable potential. Now at Practitioner Lv9, he stood as a formidable force, though still far from the might of a Savant-level being. But the Eye of Divine Insight was no mere power—it was a game-changer.

  With it, he could easily slay beings of mythic stature. Taking on a Savant? Child’s play.

  As Eirik tightened his grip, a voice snapped him back to the present. "How bold of you!"

  At the command, the sycophants surrounding the envoy erupted into a chorus of angry shouts, their voices shaking the very air with their fury. A wave of elemental energy rippled outward, as if the moment the emperor’s envoy gave the signal, they would rush forward, drowning Eirik under a barrage of magic.

  But despite the clamor around him, the emperor’s envoy remained utterly composed, unmoved by the insults. He merely smiled—a cold, implacable smile—as if Eirik’s words had not even reached him.

  "To be a dog for the Emperor of the Dawnstar Dynasty... How many would kill for that honor? A mere ant from a backwater village wouldn’t understand," the envoy mused, his voice a smooth, chilling drawl.

  The envoy’s smile deepened, and he made a series of quick, intricate gestures with his hands. At his command, beams of brilliant magical light shot forward, crackling with power. They surged through the air like great white serpents, closing in on Eirik from every direction, cutting off all escape routes.

  What power!

  The onlookers felt their blood run cold. The air itself seemed to throb with the intensity of the magic. No chant—just a flick of his fingers, and the envoy had summoned beams capable of obliterating any who stood in his path. This was no mere elemental magic; it was royal serpent magic, a force that could annihilate a Practitioner Lv9 in seconds.

  "Head of the family, we are here to lend you our strength!"

  A thunderous shout erupted from behind Eirik.

  The elite members of the clan, their faces grim but resolute, poured their elemental energy into the formation. Mysterious lights began to flicker above the Starlight Range, and a massive beam of white light shot out to meet the incoming serpent magic.

  But despite the grandeur of the magical formation, its power was insufficient. The serpent magic split and surged, tearing through the white beam and continuing on, unhindered, toward Eirik with deadly intent.

  This is bad... Is Eirik really going to die here?

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  A wave of panic gripped Elvynna. She hesitated, considering whether she should intervene, but then she caught sight of Eirik’s calm expression, his stance relaxed despite the oncoming storm of magic.

  It was as if he was taking a casual stroll, rather than facing certain death.

  Could it be... he really has a trick up his sleeve?

  Elvynna's heart raced with anticipation. Something was off. The others began to sense it, too.

  The envoy’s magic was overwhelming—everyone could feel the terrifying presence of a Savant. But Eirik... Eirik wasn’t fazed.

  There was something about this that didn’t add up.

  At that moment, the world seemed to slow. The beams of light, now only inches from Eirik, converged upon him. And then—

  A blinding golden light erupted from his eyes, scorching the very air around him.

  It wasn’t just light—it was divine fire, a blazing torrent of energy, filling the space with runes that danced and writhed in the inferno. The serpent beams faltered, cracking under the intensity of the radiant power.

  With a single burst of light from Eirik’s eyes, the envoy’s deadly attack was scattered, dissolving into nothingness.

  The battlefield went deathly silent.

  "Hmm?! You..."

  For the first time, the envoy’s calm expression cracked, his eyes widening in shock. He stared at Eirik as if seeing him for the first time.

  "You actually... possess the legendary Eye of Divine Insight!"

  The envoy’s voice turned from smug to something darker—greed glinted in his eyes. The royal family was known for coveting such talents, especially those as rare and potent as Eirik’s.

  Years ago, the Dawnstar Dynasty’s princess had stolen Elvynna’s Regal Bone of the Ancients. Now, the envoy saw a far more valuable prize before him. If he could claim Eirik—if he could bring him back to the emperor—it would more than make up for the losses they had suffered. The deaths of a few lesser princes would be a small price to pay for such an incredible boon.

  The Eye of Divine Insight?!

  Selene's thoughts scrambled, a stunned expression crossing her face.

  Only now did she fully grasp why Eirik had acted with such confidence. The Eye of Divine Insight! He had been hiding that all along.

  But what an anomaly he was!

  Her own son, gifted with all-element affinity, was remarkable enough. But Eirik... Eirik had the Eye of Divine Insight! What kind of lineage could he possibly come from?

  Could he be... the child of a Mythic Being?

  "The Eye of Divine Insight, hahaha, so you knew you were awakening it! That’s why..."

  Pixie laughed, her eyes shining with pride.

  She had always known about Eirik’s real-world talent, but now it all clicked into place. She felt a swell of satisfaction watching the magic unfold.

  "The Becker family is destined to rise! One with the Eye of Divine Insight, another with all-element affinity—this is more glorious than many ancient magical families!"

  Pixie stood tall, her heart swelling with pride at her husband and son.

  "With the Eye of Divine Insight, this guy has three golden traits!"

  Liora gasped in astonishment. How could such a being exist in this world?

  "The Eye of Divine Insight, huh..."

  Elvynna exhaled a relieved breath. No need to intervene after all. Though she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret for how this was all unfolding.

  "Even with the Eye of Divine Insight, Eirik is still only a Practitioner Lv9. Facing the envoy... a Savant-level powerhouse... will still be a challenge," Selene mused.

  The envoy was no ordinary Savant. Having served beside the Dawnstar Emperor for years, he had mastered magics of incredible power—possibly even forbidden spells. He wasn’t someone to take lightly.

  "If he’s not to be trifled with, then I, Eirik, will provoke him even more!"

  Eirik’s mind burned with determination.

  Since this was only a simulation, he would push himself to the limit. He would see just how far he could go in the face of a truly powerful opponent.

  The battle was about to erupt once again.

  "To face one with the Eye of Divine Insight is an honor. But to fight me will be your misfortune. It’s truly a pity; you were destined to become a cosmic powerhouse, yet today you shall fall here!"

  With a cold sneer, the emperor’s envoy began to form yet another complex hand seal, his voice carrying an air of undeniable superiority. The battle was far from over.