It is now three in the morning, and there are still three hours until dawn.

In the temporary camp of the Divine Magic Academy, many instructors have returned from their search and gathered in the camp’s meeting room.

As the strongest participant in this trial, Abros stood to the side, his expression serious, watching Blake, who had rushed over from the school, at the head.

"We searched everywhere outside the Lost Lighthouse, but unfortunately, we found no trace of them."

"After careful tracking, we discovered that Doris was the first to disappear on the distant high slope, and the other four went missing together on the way to the Lost Lighthouse."

"There is a high likelihood that they have already been teleported inside the lighthouse by its owner."

"This is the conclusion we’ve drawn after searching all night and discovering all traces."

Blake’s face also looked grim.

Because it was he who suggested forming a team of the five Holy Daughters for the trial.

This was actually a decision made after comprehensive consideration.

The level of the Lost Lighthouse isn’t very high, and even if they entered, they could safely return.

But, that premise was based on entering during the day.

The lighthouse at night is not on the same level as during the day.

During the day, the strongest demons in the lighthouse would hardly exceed Tier Three, and no leader could reach the threshold of Tier Four.

Only at night, when endowed with the lighthouse owner’s illumination, under pollution and riot, can they receive a blessing akin to frenzy and exert powerful strength.

This is also why exploring the lighthouse at night is forbidden.

Blake’s original plan was simple: to let them explore all around the lighthouse, clearing out all powerful monsters outside, thus weakening the lighthouse’s power, enabling the high-tier mages to figure out a way inside.

As long as the five Holy Daughter candidates didn’t act recklessly, nothing should go wrong.

Yet, the second day in, these typically well-behaved and steady girls chose to go out at night when the enemies were strongest, approaching the relic, and got caught and sent inside by the opponent.

Simply...

Blake was furious after hearing the report.

"I knew letting these five gather would cause trouble; I shouldn’t have let them act together."

It was too late to say this now.

Blake looked at Abros, asking, "Above Tier Four, is it really impossible to enter the relic’s interior?"

A low-level relic, yet it restricts high tiers from entering?

Can high tiers be restricted just like that!?

"They can go in, but..." Abros shook his head, "It will trigger a riot in the lighthouse, destroying various precious records inside..."

Bang!

Blake slapped the table, "Then what are we waiting for? Are some insignificant relic records more important than five Holy Daughter candidates?"

Abros smiled wryly, "Principal, please hear me out."

Blake sat back down, "Go on."

"Besides destroying records, it would also induce a riot, as the lighthouse owner possesses control over all mirror subspaces, violating rules would cause subspace turbulence, leading mages entering to get lost inside."

"A mere subspace, as long as there’s a position, one teleportation scroll can bring you back," Blake said, "The school-issued teleportation badge, even if caught in subspace turbulence, as long as they’re alive, they can return."

"Principal, do you think these kids have the ability to resist space tearing?"

Clearly, they do not.

Subspace turbulence, at its lowest, is equivalent to the fiercest Tier Four magic flying about. Even Tier Four mages can survive no more than three minutes inside; Tier Five can last several hours, but without a way out, they will still die.

Only Tier Six can live a bit longer inside, but not indefinitely; if they can’t return, they will eventually die.

It takes a mage beyond human limits, at Tier Seven and above, to survive. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"The Lost Lighthouse holds a self-destructive mindset, thus restricting high-tier mages from entering. Unless the principal remotely destroys it with high-tier magic, there’s no other way."

Whatever the method, the eventual outcome would be that the five Holy Daughter candidates, who might otherwise still be alive, would immediately perish.

"By the way, don’t they have teleportation badges?" Blake suddenly recalled something.

To avoid students getting trapped, the school provides directional teleportation badges for use in critical times.

Faced with mortal danger, forget about scores, survival is key.

"They have them, carrying them personally, but they’re just not using them," Abros helplessly said.

"These kids... truly make one uneasy."

Blake paced back and forth, standing still only after a long while, "Find a way to monitor those ruins, let’s first keep watch around the relic, killing every demon daring to leave it."

"Once it is dawn, immediately call upon Tier Three and above mercenaries at the camp, let them form an expedition team to venture inside and search for their whereabouts."

Abros reminded, "Principal, please calm your anger, don’t think of destroying the relic, every ancient relic is precious, containing not only rare records but also due to its unique conditions, it can cultivate materials that are impossible to cultivate outside."

"Destroying the relic, without even considering the wrath of the Holy Master, other empires would use this as a pretext to attack Ista."

"Alright, alright, I know, I’m not as rash as you think," Blake waved his hand, dismissing everyone.

Then, in a flash, he appeared high above outside the relic, watching the distant lighthouse.

Just then, the lighthouse’s beam swept over, illuminating Blake.

Blake stood there, staring directly into the light.

The light paused for a moment, nothing happened, and it continued sweeping in other directions.

"Hmph."

Blake was very displeased but also helpless.

Most relics have special rules within, limiting high tiers is a rule most relics possess; unless you clear it, high-tier mages cannot enter.

Of course, there are relics that allow high-tier mages to enter, but those are as dangerous to them as the Lost Lighthouse is to Tier One mages.

"Low-level relics ought to have their limitations cracked, letting high-tier mages oversee the situation, following the opponent’s rules like now only puts one at a disadvantage."

Blake shook his head and sighed.

The idea is a good one, but alas, every relic is different; cracking one doesn’t mean you can crack them all, so one must still follow the rules to clear them.

If even low-level relics can’t be accessed, such an attainment is in vain.

He stood in the air, overlooking the relic below, his eyes seemingly penetrating layers of space, fixating inside the lighthouse.

But unfortunately, he still couldn’t see what was happening inside the lighthouse.

Only able to wait like this, until daylight.

The camp was already in motion, and just as Blake was about to return to oversee things, he suddenly sensed something, flashed to the ground, and looked forward.

He saw Hilia and the others chatting and laughing, carrying Doris, crossing the relic, appearing outside.