THE GENERAL'S DISGRACED HEIR-Chapter 297 SOLOMON’S LEGACY.
"Business, indeed." Solomon's smile held secrets as ancient as time itself. She raised a delicate hand and snapped her fingers, the sound echoing with unexpected power through the chamber.
The air before David shimmered, particles of light coalescing into a tangible form. A book materialized—but calling it merely a "book" would be like calling an ocean "some water." Its cover was a masterwork of arcane craftsmanship, bound in what appeared to be leather but shimmed with an otherworldly luster. Golden corner pieces adorned it, each inscribed with symbols that seemed to shift when not directly observed.
The cover itself featured an intricate magic circle with a six-pointed star at its center. Various gemstone-like emblems surrounded it, each pulsing with its own inner light—sapphire blue, emerald green, ruby red, and others beyond normal color description. Thin threads of energy danced across its surface, connecting the various symbols in patterns that rewrote themselves continuously.
As David reached out and clutched the book, a wave of mysterious power surged up his arms and through his entire being. It felt like diving into an ocean of knowledge while simultaneously being struck by lightning—painful yet enlightening, overwhelming yet clarifying.
[System Notification]
You have received: [Solomon's Codex]
Classification: SSS-Rank
Artifact Origin: Pre-Creation Era
Status: Bound to First Son of the Flame
"Nicalo," David murmured, his mind racing. "Did he meet you too? After clearing the dungeon?"
Solomon's perfect brow arched slightly. "Can anyone meet me if they clear the dungeon? Is that what you're asking?"
"Yes."
She laughed, the sound like crystal wind chimes. "Not anyone can stand before my presence, First Son. I simply... took an interest in you. That's why I summoned you to my domain."
David breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're no fun," Solomon pouted, an expression strangely youthful on her ageless face. "It seems you already know about my codex."
David smiled nervously. "Somewhat."
"And what do you intend to do with it?" Her tone was curious, not accusatory.
"I have no use for it at the moment," David admitted honestly. "Handing it to your last descendant would benefit me more."
Solomon burst into laughter, the sound filling the chamber with warmth. "I didn't make a mistake with you after all."
She snapped her fingers again, and this time, David felt his awareness being invaded—not violently, but with surgical precision. His consciousness expanded, neural pathways rewiring themselves into more efficient configurations. Knowledge flowed into him, not as discrete facts but as underlying patterns of understanding that elevated his entire cognitive framework.
[System Notification]
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[System Alert]
You have received: [Solomon's Legacy]
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Status: Integration Complete
Note: Magic thesis Understanding Enhanced
David stared at the notifications in shock. Solomon smiled knowingly. "Don't be surprised. I can tell you've taken good care of my last descendant."
This must be incredibly valuable, David celebrated inwardly. A legacy from someone like Solomon...
His thoughts were interrupted by Solomon clapping her hands once. The marble floor before them cracked, and from the fissure grew a tiny sprout—impossibly green and vibrant.
It didn't grow more than a few inches before a single, perfect leaf detached itself and floated gently toward David. The leaf passed through his chest as if he were made of mist, dissolving into his very essence.
[System Alert]
Warning: Divine Authority Detected
You have received: [Last Inheritance of Yggdrasil]
Classification: World-Altering Artifact
Status: Soul-Bound
Note: Bearer Identity Now Known to All Guardians
David's expression transformed from shock to horror. Yggdrasil—the tree of life, once preserved by the ancient Elves before their corruption. After Yggdrasil died, the world had fallen into chaos until the god Ternion used its dead body as a foundation to maintain cosmic balance.
Possessing even a fragment of Yggdrasil painted a target on his back that would attract enemies beyond his current capability to handle.
"Solomon," he called out urgently, "I don't want this inheritance."
The empress smiled sweetly. "Sure, no problem! Just return my legacy as well."
"Take it," David replied without hesitation, not wanting this burden. "How do I give it back?"
Solomon tapped her chin, her expression one of exaggerated contemplation. "I don't know either," she replied with mischievous innocence.
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The demon chamber trembled, ancient stones groaning under invisible pressure. Luna and Elara knelt beside David's physical form, now completely engulfed in golden light so bright it cast harsh shadows across the fallen teammates. With each passing second, the tremors intensified.
"We need to go, now!" Elara shouted over the rumbling, crimson flames erupting from her hands. The fire formed tendrils that gently lifted the unconscious forms of Salomonis, Yue, Litty, Kairos, and Aria. "This entire structure is about to collapse!"
Luna remained steadfast, her golden eyes fixed on David's glowing form. "His consciousness is still in the tower," she said, her voice calm despite the chaos. "If we leave him behind, I don't think anything good will happen."
A massive chunk of ceiling crashed nearby, sending dust and debris billowing across the chamber. The chained demon's corpse had begun to disintegrate, each particle releasing waves of corrupted mana that accelerated the dungeon's decay.
"Damn it!" Elara growled, struggling to maintain her flame constructs while deflecting falling rubble with her free hand. Her eyes darted between the exit and David's glowing form. "Who is he, really? What kind of man causes and survives this level of chaos?"
The floor beneath them cracked, a spiderweb of fractures spreading outward. The walls began to warp, reality itself seeming to bend as the dungeon's fundamental structure failed.
"I don't know if we have minutes or seconds," Elara said, genuine fear creeping into her voice for the first time. "If he doesn't return soon..."
Luna placed a protective hand on David's chest, shadows gathering around them both like a shield. "He'll come back," she said with absolute certainty. "He always does."
Elara closed her eyes briefly, a silent prayer escaping her lips. "For all our sakes, I hope you're right."
The tower shuddered again, and the ceiling began to fall.
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