Seris didn't show much of a reaction.
"As you command," she whispered and moved her hands gracefully, summoning an enormous book in front of her.
It floated around for a moment, showing off its elegant gems.
Then it flipped.
The pages flickered so fast that no one could catch even a single glimpse of them. Still, the book had an inviting aura around it, causing eyes to linger on it.
It felt like it was asking to be read.
Suddenly, it stopped.
Seris read through the pages.
She looked so immersed that Noa almost believed she had forgotten his question.
However, she glanced back at Noa, her tone serious this time. "As I mentioned earlier, this entire space belongs to you.
I anchored it to your will.
It holds an infinite number of martial manuals, all categorized by every filter you can think of—be it their rank, mastery difficulty, grade, origin, or anything else."
As she spoke, diagrams materialized behind her.
