The Hidden Extra: The Lazy Prince Refuses to Ascend The Throne Chapter 1021 A Dimension of Space and Time

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Previously on The Hidden Extra: The Lazy Prince Refuses to Ascend The Throne...

A massive imperial army of thirty thousand soldiers, comprising cavalry, infantry, archers, mages, and logistics personnel, is assembled for war. Princess Elina, clad in armor, receives blessings from Queen Seira, her mother Isabella, and other family members before departing. Though some express complicated feelings due to the upcoming battle for the throne, they all wish her well. As the army marches out of the capital, the citizens admire their leaders. Meanwhile, Nolan watches from afar, assuring Shion that he will secretly assist Elina if needed while focusing on their business ventures, which are attracting significant investment, including interest from the Eastern Empire of Izanagi.

"Look—this is the dimensional space. Isn't it great?"

Orrun pointed to a dimensional space that was twenty meters wide.

There was nothing inside it but emptiness. There were no walls either. The entire space was gray and occasionally seemed to glitch, as if it were being distorted.

"How did you create this place?" Nolan asked in amazement.

Even he couldn't do something like this. Yet Orrun, who didn't possess any spatial powers, had somehow managed to create it. It made absolutely no sense.

"Hehehe…"

Orrun proudly rubbed his nose.

"I was inspired by your spatial magic."

"Inspired by my spatial magic?"

Nolan was taken aback.

"That's right."

Orrun nodded slightly as he gazed at his masterpiece with a proud look.

"You know, it's been hundreds of years since I first wanted to create my own space-time dimension. But I lacked the foundation in space-time magic. Then you showed up and demonstrated your spatial powers. That's when it clicked. And this is the result!"

He raised both hands into the air and laughed heartily.

Nolan was speechless. His usually calm face turned pale as cold sweat trickled down his neck and back.

'Crazy… This guy is truly crazy!'

There were many mages in this world, but only a few possessed the ability to create new magic. Orrun was one of those few.

Nolan didn't underestimate the old man's abilities. In fact, he considered Orrun the most brilliant mage he had ever met.

Orrun had not only created countless magical formulas that were useful to human civilization, but he had also helped Nolan create the two-world teleportation spell.

And now, this old man was working another miracle—creating a spell that could manipulate dimensional space and time, something even Nolan himself couldn't do.

Nolan wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the words.

He took a deep breath and massaged his temples.

"Tell me—did you create this purely through your own abilities, or did you use a special artifact as its foundation?"

Hearing the question, Orrun's proud expression turned slightly embarrassed.

"Ahem! Just as expected of the Singularity of Chaos—you really are perceptive. Nothing can be hidden from you," he said admiringly. "You're right. I did use an artifact as its foundation. It's a platform I found in some ancient ruins."

He stomped his foot on the ground. Instantly, a two-meter-wide platform appeared beneath their feet.

"I don't know the platform's real name, but I call it Yuritas. What do you think? Is that a cool name?"

Orrun looked at Nolan with hopeful eyes, clearly waiting for some praise.

Nolan ignored him. He crouched down and touched the platform while channeling his chaos power.

Sure enough, he could sense the laws of space and time contained within it.

"You really are… amazing."

Nolan stood up and let out a long sigh.

"I've underestimated you."

He patted Orrun on the shoulder.

Praised by Nolan, Orrun felt proud once again. After all, the man standing before him was the Singularity of Chaos—one of the strongest beings on the entire continent.

"Even though this space-time dimension seems powerful, it still has many flaws," Orrun said, adopting his usual serious expression. "One of them is that we can't stay here for very long. Ten minutes at most."

As soon as he said that, Nolan and Orrun felt a force pushing them out of the dimension. In the next moment, they reappeared where they had been before.

"See? Its weakness is still pretty serious," Orrun said helplessly.

Nolan didn't mock him. Creating something like this was already more than enough.

"Is there any time dilation compared to the outside world?"

"Time dilation? What's that?"

Orrun tilted his head curiously.

"Time dilation is the difference in the flow of time between two places."

"Ah, I get it!"

Orrun clapped his hands.

"Of course there is. Time passes more slowly in the outside world. I've already calculated it. Ten minutes inside that dimension is equal to ten seconds in the outside world."

"That much?"

Nolan's eyes widened.

"Yes, that much."

Orrun nodded firmly.

Nolan was at a loss for words, unsure of what to say.

His own space-time abilities could only create a time dilation between the dimension and the original reality for two minutes.

Orrun's space-time dimension, however, could achieve five times that duration.

"Old man, I'm really curious."

The corner of Nolan's mouth twitched.

"If you had the power of the Singularity of Chaos, you'd be incredibly strong, wouldn't you?"

Nolan had created many spells using his chaos power. However, he hadn't created many spells with his space-time abilities.

Take the black hole, for example. It was the most powerful spell he had created based on the black hole theory he had learned about in his previous life.

That spell combined the powers of space and time. Imagination was also crucial when creating magic.

That was why only a few mages could create powerful spells of their own.

Imagining something they had never seen before was almost impossible.

"Oh? Why are you telling me this? Do you want to give me the power of the Singularity of Chaos?"

Orrun looked excited.

"Don't even dream about it," Nolan spat.

"Tsk!"

Orrun's excitement vanished instantly as he clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Nolan glanced at the ring on Orrun's right ring finger. It was the tool he used to open a portal to the space-time dimension.

"Could it be that Orrun hasn't lost his memories because he spends most of his time in that space-time dimension?" Nolan wondered.

It seemed almost impossible, considering the gods' punishment was supposed to exist beyond the boundaries of space and time.

Yet, the reality was right in front of him.

Orrun hadn't lost his memories.

"Hey, old man, can I have that ring?"

Orrun was startled and quickly hid it.

"What do you mean, Singularity of Chaos?" he asked, clearly annoyed. "I'm not done developing it yet, okay? How can you just ask for it like that?"

Nolan rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"I'm asking you right now."

Nolan's expression turned serious.

"Have you made any progress so far?"

Orrun's face stiffened.

"N-No."

"Then are you just going to leave it like this?"

"Of course not!" Orrun replied irritably. "I'll find a way to develop it!"

"How are you going to do that?"

"I—"

Orrun was at a loss for words. He lowered his head, seemingly pondering Nolan's words.

"You're quite reasonable."

Nolan smiled with satisfaction.

"That's why it's better to hand the ring over to me, isn't it? When it comes to understanding the power of space and time, I'm far more knowledgeable than you. I'm sure I can find all the flaws in it."

For some reason, those words annoyed Orrun. But he couldn't argue with him.

"I'll find the flaws and perfect it. Once I'm done, I'll give it back to you. What do you think?"

Orrun frowned for a moment before finally giving in.

"All right."

He tried to pull the ring off his finger, but it wouldn't budge.

"It's so tight."

"Let me help."

Nolan helped him pull it off.

Suddenly…

Bang!

"Sage Orrun, you're finally out of your room! There's something I wanted to—"

Sylvia's cheerful voice abruptly stopped when she saw the terrifying sight before her.