The Snow Leopard Baby of the Black Leopard Family - Chapter 203

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Chapter 203
The servants of the Eberard Mansion had decided to stay temporarily elsewhere.
They had no trouble finding lodging, for they had family or friends to turn to—and the Beast-kin of Eberard House were always kind to one another.
For those without somewhere to stay, Karl and Illum had secured temporary housing.
“Still, now that things have come to this…….”
Illum rubbed his nose.
The Beast-kin who had come to Arcadia would need to return to their own territories.
With the Eberard Mansion in ruins now, there was nothing left for them to do here.
“I wonder if Rowen will head back to Nestian.”
Ferdi murmured. If Rowen returned to Nestian, they could go back to the mansion themselves.
Ferdi, Ludian, Cassius, and Alpheus all wanted to return to Asterian.
It wasn’t that they were desperate for home—they wanted to get back quickly and let Tiel rest properly.
“Probably, yes.”
Ludian’s agreement came without conviction. And rightly so—no one could predict what other wild things Rowen might yet do.
They decided to set aside needless worry for now and focus on retrieving the ‘Records’ stored in Iandros’s Subspace.
“Iandros, open it up.”
“Wait, don’t rush me.”
Iandros stretched his hand into empty air, then traced a great circle with his fingertip.
A massive circular portal appeared before them. Though its depths were pitch-black, they no longer feared the darkness—they now knew what lay within Iandros’s Subspace.
“You’re opening it here?”
“Leave the rest for now, but we should retrieve the Records related to the Princess immediately and keep them on hand. Your Subspace isn’t entirely safe either…….”
“I agree.”
Iandros nodded and stepped into the Subspace first. Tiel followed carefully behind him.
The others did not enter.
The Subspace was Iandros’s most private domain, and it would be presumptuous to wander in freely.
Only Tiel, whom Iandros had always enjoyed inviting into his Subspace, crossed that threshold. The others held back.
“Up we go.”
Once inside, Tiel floated a small fish above her palms.
“There we are.”
As Tiel reached out her hand, one fish became two, two became four, four became eight.
Countless fish swam about, illuminating the darkness. Thanks to them, Tiel and Iandros could see each other clearly.
“We just need to find that book and get out. Everything else seems…… fine as it is.”
Iandros sighed, surveying the chaotic pile of objects.
Normally, his Subspace could not sustain other items for long.
Iandros’s Subspace ‘Mansion’ was designed to dissolve everything that had not originally existed within it.
‘But these seem safe. Perhaps it’s because they carry Renato’s power within them.’
Iandros looked at the mountain of items stacked before him.
This was why he had not objected when first asked to place things here.
These items had been created centuries ago and bore traces of the immense power of Renato Birhilio Eberard.
Because of this, Iandros’s Subspace recognized them as native to its world and did not dissolve them.
Still, he could not let his guard down. As soon as he found a proper place to store them, he resolved to remove them all from the Subspace.
“I’ll search this side.”
“Then I’ll look over……. Huh?”
Tiel’s eyes widened suddenly.
Iandros, who faced her directly, tilted his head.
“Tiel, what’s wrong?”
“Y-Your Highness……!”
Tiel trembled, raising a quivering finger. Iandros frowned in confusion and stepped closer to her.
“Tiel, you…… are you alright?”
“……Gasp.”
Tiel drew a sharp breath. Only then did Iandros realize she was not looking at him, but at something else.
He turned around reflexively.
There—
“…….”
“!”
A Princess stood with eyes wide open, holding the Record they had found in the basement of the Eberard Mansion just moments before.
How was this possible?
How had she entered so quickly and found it already? Tiel stepped back, shaking uncontrollably.
The aura radiating from the ‘Princess’ was formidable and sharp—so much so that no one dared approach her.
In that moment, Tiel’s fish swam toward the figure’s face.
As they illuminated all sides, Iandros and Tiel could see her clearly.
She looked exactly like the portrait.
She bore a striking resemblance to Iandros as well……. She possessed every feature of the royal house so thoroughly that one could recognize her bloodline even from a great distance.
And in that instant—
“……!”
“Ah.”
Both Tiel and Iandros felt a face flash through their minds simultaneously.
The girl they had seen before in the Subspace—the one who existed only as a silhouette…….
Her face was drawn in their minds again. Color layered over memory, and a young, unblemished face overlaid the shadowed features they had known.
It felt like completing a puzzle of lost remembrance. Tiel and Iandros stepped back, eyes wide open.
Iandros drew his sword, turning to face the ‘intruder’ behind him—the True Sword he always wore at his side.
“So you’ve come of your own volition…….”
Iandros scoffed.
In truth, he cared nothing for some ancient specter. He did not know why a Princess dead for centuries had returned as a specter to this era, crossing the bounds of time.
What mattered to him was only this: the ‘Princess’ was a threat to Tiel and himself.
“Your Highness, no!”
Iandros swung his sword, intending to cleave the intruder in one breath.
But the Princess blocked the blade almost instantly, preventing him from severing her throat in a single stroke.
“What the—!”
Moreover, the Princess possessed tremendous strength. Iandros staggered backward, his face contorting in shock.
“Your Highness!”
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The Princess swung her blade repeatedly. Unable to withstand her force, Iandros retreated step by step.
“Tiel, don’t come near!”
Iandros shouted.
He stretched his free hand to attempt opening the Subspace entrance.
He had to open the portal and send Tiel out. This place was far too dangerous for her.
“Damn!”
But as expected, Iandros’s Subspace would not open.
In that instant, he understood: the Princess had sealed his Subspace. She had blocked the flow of his Ability.
He could not send Tiel away. Instead, he positioned her behind him.
He resolved that the Princess would not touch even a hair on Tiel’s head before he himself fell.
“Your Highness, are you alright?”
Tiel examined Iandros’s condition. He nodded to assure her he was fine, then reached back to place Tiel completely in his shadow. His body shielded hers entirely from view.
Yet—
“…….”
The Princess seemed to have no interest in either of them.
With an expressionless face, she set down her sword and began to read the Record in her hands.
“Hand it over at once.”
Iandros ground out the words. But the Princess showed no sign of relinquishing the Record. The pages turned beneath her fingers, fluttering softly.
Iandros and Tiel did not dare approach her. They could only watch, helpless.
‘What if she destroys the Record?’
What if it was the Princess who had erased it?
The Records were said to have been entirely destroyed by the Emperor, yet surely he could not have erased every last copy.
But Records concerning the Princess had been erased with such unusual thoroughness. If this was her doing, it would explain everything.
Flutter—
Flutter—
Flutter…….
The pages continued to turn.
Tiel and Iandros remained motionless, and the Princess did not attack them either.
She simply read.

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