Chapter 213: Letter Mill.
Of course, Celia very much understood how dangerous time travel Magic is; so, even without her new method being so costly, she wouldn’t think of releasing it. None of us asked her to explain it, either. According to Celia, she couldn’t come up with an actually easy way to travel or freeze time.
Which isn’t really an issue. After all, our time shifting shenanigans are long over by now. I won’t risk my current amazing life from going back in time again. Now, returning to the wedding…we (Runeth, Ria, and me) were creating Divinity Paper invitations. It’s been over a week of just doing this…
Vulely: “How many more invitations are required for us to make?” I asked with a defeated tone.
Runeth: “Hm…we’ve made great time, with the others taking turns. I think that, at most, we only need to make about five trillion more invitations, six if we want to be thorough.” She answered after doing a thinking pose.
Ria: “I’d say that making another ten trillion would have us set, just in case we end up missing some.” She added, fully aware (and willing to do it herself) how much more work that’ll be.
Vulely: “Ah, I’m truly working hard for this wedding.” I expressed with a deadpan tone.
These two ignored my pouting, as they should. In reality, making the Divinity Paper isn’t hard, nor even time-consuming. Rather, the part that is taking us so long, what’s holding up the wedding, is…the invitations themselves.
While we could just have them be blank, our group doesn’t do things halfway. Instead, each invitation is personalized; a letter that expresses the strength of this family, by adding in their private details. Quite rude, I know. Though, it proves our worth in a very… unique manner.
Vulely: “Honestly, I’m impressed that Celia is such a good writer. Even after quintillions upon quintillions of invitations, she somehow has made each one very personal. Is she…cheating?” I asked with a curious thinking pose.
Ria: “I, myself, would never think ill of Celia; but was also conflicted about her immense, and consistently high quality writing output. Celia isn’t using some kind of advanced text generator, or anything like that.” She denied with a sigh.
Runeth: “You both forget how high her INT Stat is. Celia’s revelation…also extended to System Stats, you know?” She informed with a weak tone.
Vulely: “E-eh?! I didn’t hear about that!” I exclaimed in shock, sitting up roughly, sending unfinished Divinity Papers falling and scattering to the ground.
Ria: “Nor have I. Celia isn’t the type to only tell such things to a select few people, though…” She added with a calm, but similarly shocked tone.
Runeth: “Oh, she didn’t tell anyone, as it is too…mentally taxing to learn about. I merely realized this on my own, messing around with the System. Sorry, this repetitive task caused me to accidentally let that info slip.” She clarified with a deadpan expression, tone only slightly remorseful.
Vulely: “…”
Ria: “…”