Chapter 482: Chapter 506 Tijana’s World Chapter 482: Chapter 506 Tijana’s World “Fantastic,” Lancelot said, despite Spirit Perception clearly telling him that the handkerchief was out of the ordinary. “When I’m travelling through the steel-bitten frost of the Iron Ice Plains, where the chill cuts to the bone, I’ll be glad of the handkerchief you gave me, drawing warmth from its lingering heat…”
“Huh?” Tijana’s beautiful face showed a distinct daze. “What are you talking about?”

“Nothing, I’ve just been reading some nonsense lately. Go on…”
“If you have that kind of need, perhaps I could offer you something more practical,” the Succubus Lord said, giving him a look filled with sympathy and understanding as she unfolded the silk handkerchief layer by layer. “But indeed, this will provide some warmth for you, allowing you to temporarily escape that dreadful dimension…”
As the Succubus Lord performed her action, Lancelot’s mouth opened wider and wider in surprise. The handkerchief seemed to have no thickness, and after being unfolded seven consecutive times, it turned from a small piece into a five-foot square blanket, with a portal to another dimension in the middle. The scene inside showed another stone room that bore a style much like a Dwarven bunk in the Craftsmen’s District.

“Is this a… permanent portal?” Lancelot asked hesitantly. “Where does it lead to?”

“To my world, but it’s still under construction,” Tijana shrugged, standing up and walking to the edge of the portal, extending her hand toward Lancelot. “Want to come in and have a look?”

“Delighted.”

Lancelot took the Succubus Lord’s extended hand and together they stepped onto the handkerchief spread out on the table. Passing through the portal was a peculiar experience; on this side was a hole in the ground, while on the other side, the entrance was revealed as a door in a wall. The world seemed to rotate ninety degrees in an instant, but beyond a brief visual disorientation, there was no discomfort.

They emerged in a room that could only be described as spartan, with walls and ceiling of plain stone bricks. Apart from a shining crystal the size of a helmet in a corner, there was no furniture or decoration whatsoever.

“Just like I said, it’s still under construction here.” Tijana’s face reddened slightly as if she were making an excuse. “Let’s go outside, the scenery there is a bit more interesting.”

Only then did Lancelot notice an inconspicuous door on the opposite wall, as if it hadn’t been there a second ago. He followed the Succubus through that door into what could only be described as a bleak expanse.

Above him was a gray, sunless sky, and beneath his feet dry, lifeless earth without a hint of green. A few fortresses bearing the distinctive Dwarf style were scattered about, just like the building he had just left, and there was no indication that anyone had ever lived there.

Lancelot’s gaze drifted to the distance. Less than half a mile away, thick mist encircled the area like an unbroken wall, marking what seemed like the edge of the world. A stream with its source hidden within the mist flowed calmly by, its end also concealed in the fog. The water was exceptionally clear, seemingly drinkable, but it, too, showed no signs of life.

“Where exactly is this?” Lancelot asked again, curious, “Are those fortresses built by the Dwarven artisans from Twin Bridges Town?”

“No, I built them myself. You are the first living creature to come here besides me,” Tijana said with pride on her face, “This is a demi-plane created by me and for my use only.”

“Wow, that must be a truly remarkable achievement,” Lancelot promptly caught the hint of expectation hidden beneath the pride, “However… please forgive my ignorance, I only recently learned about the concept of planes, but what is a demi-plane exactly?”

“Sigh, you don’t know? Then you truly haven’t experienced my greatness…” Although she said this, Tijana’s face still showed a smug expression, “How do I explain this to someone like you who knows nothing of the arcane? Simply put, demi-planes and planes are essentially the same, space formed in various ways, each with its own independent magic and material rules. The only difference is that demi-planes are not infinite in space, just as you see.”

“So, is that thick fog the border of this plane?” Lancelot pointed towards the distance with his hand, “What happens if I walk into that fog?”

“The surroundings would become completely the same as you go deeper, but if you can keep moving in one direction, you will soon come out on the other side of the demi-plane,” the Succubus shrugged, “I’ve tried it myself. Nevertheless, the space of a demi-plane can be expanded, although the cost is astronomically high. Just this space you see before you cost over ten million Gold Coins in precious materials, not to mention the considerable amount of energy I put into it…”

“That much!” Lancelot’s mind automatically converted the number into five thousand sets of brand new Full Body Armor, “Did you put all the profits from the arms trade into this?”

“How could that be possible? There are so many more things that money needs to be spent on to maintain the operation of a Neutral Town,” Tijana’s face suddenly turned rather bitter, “Those were all my hard-earned savings…”

“I can understand,” Lancelot nodded, old memories about banquet bills, servant wages, and the Emperor’s tax collectors surfaced in his mind, “So is every demi-plane created by Spellcasters? I heard that many realms where Divine Power exists are demi-planes, like the Court of Stars where Queen Aira resides…”

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“Yes, most demi-planes are created with magic, but some also naturally exist as folds within the Multiverse. Creating a demi-plane is not difficult; the hard part is how to maintain its existence permanently, rather than disperse a few hours or days after the spell is cast,” Tijana led Lancelot through this small world, “Divine Power can rely on the Power of Faith to sustain and alter a demi-plane, while mortal Spellcasters just have to spend money.”

“I see,” Lancelot nodded, “You mentioned that construction is still underway here?”

“Of course, don’t you think it’s still very barren?” the Succubus Lord waved her hand toward the desolate world, “I want to make it much larger, at least as big as Twin Bridges Town, so that the land here can be cultivated for crops, embed minerals and gemstones in the mountains, and have Lava Lakes for bathing…”

Lancelot quietly listened to Tijana outline her aspirations for her own world, a smile slowly spreading across his lips.

“So what are you planning to do with this demi-plane?” After finishing her description of a forge heated by a volcano, Lancelot asked, “Who do you intend to have living here?”