"The Intelligentsia Guild's letters have been handled."
"The Simulated Universe is functioning normally..."
"Literary collections have been reprinted."
"Hey. Shhh. Don't bother Madam Herta..."
...Within a great tower on the edge of the cosmos, puppets work methodically, dealing with all manner of chores in anticipation of her arrival.
Time passes. Countless people drift through the canvas of time like meteors streaking across the night sky, bright for an instant, before ultimately returning to silence.
"Madam Herta hasn't shown herself in a long time..."
"Is she still thinking...?"
"Hmmm. Thought this would all be done after discovering a few axioms?"
She stretches, lifting her head from the calculations, and another thought surfaces in her mind...
"Nothing is irrefutable. I will chase these questions to the end!"
"The Simulated Universe is functioning normally..."
"Literary collections have been reprinted."
"Hey. Shhh. Don't bother Madam Herta..."
...Within a great tower on the edge of the cosmos, puppets work methodically, dealing with all manner of chores in anticipation of her arrival.
Time passes. Countless people drift through the canvas of time like meteors streaking across the night sky, bright for an instant, before ultimately returning to silence.
"Madam Herta hasn't shown herself in a long time..."
"Is she still thinking...?"
"Hmmm. Thought this would all be done after discovering a few axioms?"
She stretches, lifting her head from the calculations, and another thought surfaces in her mind...
"Nothing is irrefutable. I will chase these questions to the end!"
Into the Unreachable Veil
Erudition
Lv.1/20
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Increases the wearer's CRIT Rate by 12% . When the wearer uses Ultimate, increases the Skill and Ultimate DMG dealt by the wearer by 60% , lasting for 3 turn(s). After the wearer uses Ultimate, if this instance of Ultimate consumed 140 or more Energy, recovers 1 Skill Point.
"The Intelligentsia Guild's letters have been handled."
"The Simulated Universe is functioning normally..."
"Literary collections have been reprinted."
"Hey. Shhh. Don't bother Madam Herta..."
...Within a great tower on the edge of the cosmos, puppets work methodically, dealing with all manner of chores in anticipation of her arrival.
Time passes. Countless people drift through the canvas of time like meteors streaking across the night sky, bright for an instant, before ultimately returning to silence.
"Madam Herta hasn't shown herself in a long time..."
"Is she still thinking...?"
"Hmmm. Thought this would all be done after discovering a few axioms?"
She stretches, lifting her head from the calculations, and another thought surfaces in her mind...
"Nothing is irrefutable. I will chase these questions to the end!"
"The Simulated Universe is functioning normally..."
"Literary collections have been reprinted."
"Hey. Shhh. Don't bother Madam Herta..."
...Within a great tower on the edge of the cosmos, puppets work methodically, dealing with all manner of chores in anticipation of her arrival.
Time passes. Countless people drift through the canvas of time like meteors streaking across the night sky, bright for an instant, before ultimately returning to silence.
"Madam Herta hasn't shown herself in a long time..."
"Is she still thinking...?"
"Hmmm. Thought this would all be done after discovering a few axioms?"
She stretches, lifting her head from the calculations, and another thought surfaces in her mind...
"Nothing is irrefutable. I will chase these questions to the end!"
