Episode 943 Options (1)
In the ownerless land of Arrein, the cleanup of the Magic Festival was in full swing. Whilethe festival ended in futility and despair in places like Gargant and the Ruas Theocracy, other regions celebrated a spectacular finale.
As what had happened on the continent had not yet been published in Gargant’s international newspaper, there was no worry on the faces of the ignorant general public.
Does fate run rampant for war?
Aisha, the fortune teller’s granddaughter, stood on the castle walls of Arrein and gazed endlessly at the scene. Her face was youthful, but her eyes were immeasurably deep.An atmosphere that seemed innocent, mature, and seasoned shimmered like a mirage in her innocent, light green eyes.
The Golden Sinner laughing maniacally in the Great Hall of Black Hour; the Sinner of Death and the First Necromancer awaiting Verden in the City of Dalehin; the Sinner of a Ruined Nation recovering at the Adventurer’s Guild Headquarters.Lugard, the leader of the Ark managing the Ark .Gamma, the artificial golem guarding the Ark.Damian, the captain of the Ark who hates dragons and the Slayer of Calamity.Eres Eindgel Prohas, the Watcher of the North and captain of the Ark who has sealed the giant in the ice for generations with a sacred sword and bloodline. Darcia Stella, the captain of the Ark who selects humans and the Watcher of the World.Valion Freya, the leader of Gluttony seeking to create a new humanity.Deus Widen, the Provider of the Magic Tower of Lefragium closest to the Last Resistor.The Black Sea, Tearel, engrossed in the Arcadium.… … .
Aisha gazed intently at ‘Resistance’ for a while before turning her consciousness toward the Desert of Silence.She watched a being with new potential who had not chosen between resistance and fate, nor had he fled to hide or clung to others like the two surviving archdemons.
“Icha.”
Aisha took a few push-ups with her small body and stood at the edge of the castle wall. Strangely, there was not a single soldier around.A cool spring breeze blew, making the girl’s hair and skirt flutter.
“Ah, Lady Aisha? Come down! It’s dangerous to go up there!”
The wandering Munadim saw Aisha belatedly and rushed over in a hurry.
Nevertheless, far from coming down, Aisha turned half a turn in place. With her hands clasped behind her back and her back to the cliff of the castle wall, she whispered to the wandering Munadim.
“I’m going to see the Wizard. Grandma will be worried, so please tell her nicely that I went somewhere to play. Got it?”“Huh? Where on earth are you going… Lady Aisha!!”“Keep it a secret from everyone else, too.”
Munadim the Wanderer desperately reached out his hand, but Aisha, having waved her hand, soon slowly tilted and disappeared beneath the castle wall.His mind went blank. Immediately, Munadim thrust his head forward over the wall.
“uh?”
There is no one.
At the base of the castle wall, there are only small flowers and grass swaying in the wind.Aisha has vanished without a trace.
───!
At that moment, Munadim the Wanderer slumped to the ground at the sensation of something piercing his entire body. His head and nerves tingled as if struck by lightning.
“Gasp……?!”
Suddenly, the very flow of blood imbued with the prophet’s talent was clearly felt.
I couldn’t breathe properly.
Since the death of the Desert God and since first meeting Aisha, the precognitive powers that had been quiet were stimulated by something and began to run wild.In an instant.Countless scenes flashed by, and as my blocked breath cleared, my greatly agitated mind and body calmed down.
Munadim the Wanderer lay sprawled on the cold floor, panting heavily.White clouds were drifting gently.
‘Is this… Lady Aisha’s power…?’
Although the wandering Munadim could not discern what she had just seen with her abilities, the prophet’s unique sense whispered to her:
There is a high ‘possibility’ that the world will change.Even more so than the Desert of Silence did.
Munadim the Wanderer was so immersed in that indescribable afterglow that he could not even think of standing up.Just then, frivolous footsteps were heard, and a short scream pierced his ears right beside him.
“Waaah…! Ah, ahem. Ah, sorry. I, I never imagined there would be someone lying here, so I apologize for the inconvenience.”
Lonely Wolf, Romer.
A warrior of youth who had been living quietly, focusing on training for a while after being scolded by Verden for foolishly trying to win Kalia’s favor on their first meeting.While spending the joyful magic festival this time, his desire for the opposite sex, which he had been suppressing until now, was surging again.
The panic was brief.A mouth moving on its own.
“When I gaze quietly at the sky, many thoughts come to mind, yet sometimes no distracting thoughts arise at all. That’s just how I am. So, I often lie on the ground to watch the sky. Whether it’s night or day.”“……?”
Munadim the Wanderer was born in Tuhar and is a truly exotic beauty with an appearance that is truly rare on the continent.Romer had no idea where Munadim the Wanderer came from, but he had taken a subtle interest in her ever since she started living in Arrain.
I happened to run into a beautiful woman, just the two of us.I wasn’t a lone wolf who would let this opportunity slip away.
Romer suddenly rested his forearm on his sword scabbard and leaned against the castle wall at an angle,with a faint smile that accentuated his handsome face.
“There is a place where the sky is a bit more beautiful than here. If you don’t mind, may I show you?”“……??”
* * *
At the root section where massive branches split and stretch out, at the very top of the trunk of the giant tree of life, there is a space befitting its enormous size.It is overflowing even with dozens of people running around, so there is no shortage of space for one person to rest comfortably.
Ss
The Giant Tree of Life generated small branches and leaves to create a resting place for the sleeping Verden.To the Giant Tree of Life, which had grown with infinite magical power, Verden was like a father. The creature gently stroked Verden’s face.
The manager approached.
Isabella took a step back, gripping the reins of Dreadmere.
“Shall I step aside?”“Come closer.”
The administrator concentrated magical power into his hand.
“Even if you cannot understand it with your senses, your eyes will surely be able to see it, at least outwardly. If you wish to learn even a little, pay attention to the flow of magical power.”“Ah, yes! Administrator.”
A modified Circle of Reversal appeared in Isabella’s left golden eye.Hyungan stared directly at Verden.Dreadmere also pricked up his ears and slyly slipped between them.
Let’s start.
The Administrator placed his hand on Verden’s chest without hesitation. The magical power that sustains the Administrator’s existence is also based on Verden’s magical power.
In the sense that he still exists despite Kirondar being released and Ishur’s fate being thwarted, thus ending his duties as the administrator long ago, he has surpassed the limitations of the clones designed by the first Demon King.
The administrator has a soul,and thanks to Verden, the foundation of the clone has partially become independent from the main body.
As a magical being, you are fully qualified to walk the center of the already pioneered path.
Mado
The two colors within the administrator’s turquoise eyes harmonized, and green eyes manifested. Blue magic transformed into green magic.It was the unique magic of the First Demon King.In the past, when he fought a magical battle with the intruder Verden, he could only unleash it for a brief moment while casting an incomplete super-tier magic; however, now not only was the magic full, but his very existence was stable.
Kuooooh… … .
I was struck by the feeling that the flow of the entire world was swirling around this place.
Even the Dreadmere, who was as violent and unyielding as Adrian, was intimidated, and Isabella was so overwhelmed that she could not even move.
Gulp.
“There is something different about this compared to the magic of the Seven Great Demon Kings. It is far beyond my comprehension. To think that an Administrator with such immense power is a clone.”
I do not want to be hostile for even a single moment.
She could not even dare to imagine just how other a transcendent being the First Demon King was. Witnessing his magic made it feel even less real.She could only observe the fundamental currents with her keen eyes; it was absolutely impossible for her to process them with her mind like Verden did.
Then, a bright green radiance bloomed.
Paaaaat.
The source of the Administrator temporarily assimilated with Verden’s heart. Knowing the roots allows one to see through the tree and the fruit.The growing pains Verden’s body was currently undergoing were conveyed to the Administrator.
“Change and… change have intertwined.”“Intertwined?”“If ascending to the 8th rank had been all there was to it, you would have already regained consciousness. You would need time to adapt to the stature of the ascent and regroup your strength, though. But in that flow, another flow has intervened head-on.”
The administrator continued to maintain the magic and extracted information from memory.
“Ishur, the God of the Desert, secluded himself in a temple for decades to perfect his divine existence and acquired a new rank. Although he was ultimately defeated and perished by Verden before reaching completeness, his rank was fundamentally superior to Verden’s. It was not a difference in strength, but a difference in essence.”“The God of the Desert… Is that related to Verden’s condition?”“In the process of acquiring his rank, Ishur’s body temperature rose rapidly. If we interpret the term used by the Great Temple of Tuhar from the desert language into the continental common language, we can call it this way.”
He looked at Verden’s face as he breathed silently with his eyes closed.
“Divine Fever, you say.”“You mean…”“Right, right now, Ber—”
The manager paused.
Did I have this information?
Fever and the intensity.A very faint sense of unease swept over me.
The administrator shook his head inwardly as he reviewed all the memories received from the main body. Of course they were there. The sense of unease quickly vanished.
Verden is gaining divinity.
Isabella opened her eyes wide.
The head of the family… … a god?
She was so flustered that she just mouthed the words before finally managing to speak.
“Becoming a god? N-N-The Head of the Family has never once said anything like that?!”“He probably didn’t even notice himself. After all, while one can become a god by choice, he is one of the very few beings who can become one even without wanting to. Hmm, it looks like I’ll have to keep an eye on Verden for longer than expected.”“Nothing bad will happen to the Head of the Family, right, Administrator?”“I cannot know when he will wake up, but I can assert two things with certainty. One is that Verden’s life will not be in any danger.”
The manager continued speaking.
The other is that there will be a significant change within Verden.
The main body’s memory answered that way.
* * *
The waves are surging.
My body swayed slightly accordingly, but the empty sky reflected in my vision remained motionless. With a peaceful mind, I absentmindedly surrendered myself to the sea.
The blue eyes trembled slightly.It took an instant to regain consciousness.
“……?!”
Verden instinctively sat up. Waves splashed on his face. His senses quickly returned.He looked around.A vast ocean stretched beyond the horizon, its end unknown.
It’s not reality…
Verden sensed the familiar magical power emanating from the entire sea.It was Verden’s own magical power.
Is it my inner self?
Verden assessed the situation as if nothing had happened and expanded the range of his senses. The sight of an unknown island being destroyed was his last memory.
Why did he fall into his inner self?
Verden determined that finding the reason was the top priority. Since he had tested it and found he could not use magic, he did not move recklessly.To decide where to head first, Verden continued to scan the surrounding sea.
“hmm?”
Something small was pushed closer by the sea.It had a familiar appearance.
“……Alpha?”
As if hearing Verden’s voice, Alpha, who had been motionless, reacted. Mini Golem. Only then did the creature recognize Verden and wave its short arms.
[Your Majesty Verden.]
Splash, splash!
Alpha’s frame could not move smoothly in the sea. Verden immediately swam and rescued Alpha, who was drifting.
“Why are you here?”
[Unknown. Where is this? His Majesty Verden’s magical power fills the entire place.]
It seemed like Alpha didn’t really know anything either.
“It seems to be my psychic realm, but I haven’t been conscious for long, so I have no information. Other than the fact that I can’t use magic or sorcery right now. That is why I was wondering what to do when I found you.”
Verden looked around the sea once again, where nothing was visible.
“……I don’t think anything will really change if I just stay still, so I’m thinking of taking action without a plan. Alpha, what do you think?”
[His Majesty Verden and Alpha are of one mind and heart. I fully agree.]
Alpha, with a gleaming single eye, followed the touch and landed on Verden’s head.
[Ready.]
Tell me if you see anything.
[check.]
And so, Verden, carrying Alpha, began to swim across the vast ocean of magic.
