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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 72: Nazrea, City of the Dead (3)

Chapter 72: Nazrea, City of the Dead (3)

It‍ was during the‍‍ winter holiday of⁠ my 2nd year​ in this world​⁠⁠ that I met⁠ Master Erin.

『Bro.​​ Did you still‍​ not fix that⁠‌ habit I told‍ you to fix?』‌

『Is‌ there a need‌‍‍ to bother fixing‍‍​ it? Now that‍​‍ things have come‌ to this, I just have to⁠‍⁠ stick to the⁠ end.』

『…』‍

Park⁠ Sihu didn’t seem‍​‌ impressed by my​ reply. He wasn’t⁠ the type to⁠‍ overly express his⁠ emotions and feelings‍​ so I had‌⁠‌ to rely on‌​​ the faint frown‌‍ on his face‌ to tell his‍⁠ mood.

『Sihu.』​

『…』‌

『Your​‌ bro’s talking to‌ you, Sihu. Look⁠‌‌ me in the​⁠ eyes.』

『Bro‍​ my ass. You’re‌⁠‍ weaker than me.』⁠‌​

Despite​ his ungentle set⁠​‍ of words, he‌ still looked back‍ at me.

『Uiguu~.​ Were you that​ worried about my‍‌ injury?』

『Tch.​ That’s not it.』⁠

『Sure,‌‌ of course. Things​ turned out well‌‌ because of that⁠‍ though, right?]

『We​​​ got lucky. You​‌ need to realize‍‍ your own position,‍‍‌ bro. If you‍ keep on sticking‍​⁠ your nose into‌‍​ other people’s business⁠‍⁠ like that, you’ll‍‌ die in a flash.』

『It’s​ all good if‌‍ there are fewer‌ people dying.』

『……』‌​‍

For‌‍‌ a very long‍‌ time, he kept​‌ his silence. There​⁠ was a big‍‍ difference in values​ between me and​ him, and we‌‍⁠ had several ideological‌ conflicts because of‍​ that.

『You‌‌​ said you wanted‍‌​ to be stronger,​‍ right?』

After‍‍‍ a long hesitation,⁠​ he slowly opened‍​‍ his mouth.

『I’ll⁠ introduce you to​‌ a master that​⁠​ can make you​‌‍ stronger.』

The‍ right of a player.

The‌‍ real identity of​⁠​ the Chairman came‌‍ to light when‍​⁠ clearing the 4th​ Arc of the​ main scenario, the​⁠‌ ‘Tower of Mages’​ incident, and the​‌ player got to‍⁠ create a connection⁠‌‍ with her.

Even‍ though Park Sihu‍⁠​ and I already​‍ knew about it,​‌​ we pretended to‍ be clueless until⁠​ the right moment‌​ in order to‍‌​ follow the original‌ storyline.

『So‍ you are Korin,⁠⁠‌ huh. I cannot​‍‍ take you in​​‍ as my disciple⁠⁠​ but… I can⁠‍​ give you some‌​‌ guidance.』

Later,⁠ she chose me​​ as her successor.​​

****‍

“That‌⁠⁠ shall do. The‍‌​ undeads won’t be​‍ able to enter⁠​‍ this building now.”‍

The⁠ beauty wearing a robe came down‌ from the 2nd​ floor. Erin Danua,‌‍ who proved herself‍⁠‌ by carving all⁠‍‍ sorts of runes‌​ on the building⁠‌​ to hide it,‌​‌ was a Rune⁠⁠ Mage that was‌‍ incomparably more skilled‍​ at it than‌ me.

“T,​ thank you. Umm…​ Would you like‍‌ chocolates?”

“Thanks‍‍ for the offer​⁠‌ but I’ll have⁠ to refuse it.‍ You can’t consume​ food from other‌‌‌ timelines in this​⁠ place.”

“Ah,⁠⁠ right…”

This⁠​​ was the place‍ where the incident‍‌ from 300 years⁠ ago was repeating​⁠ itself.

One‌ of two things‍‍ would occur as⁠ soon as food‍⁠ from 300 years‍‌⁠ ago went into‌‌‍ our bodies. The⁠⁠ food would either‌ go back to‍ its timeline, or​⁠‌ the person that⁠‌ consumed the food⁠⁠‍ would be stuck⁠​‌ to this timeline.⁠

It‌ was a bug​ and a reaction⁠‌ from the world​ that occurred because​‍ of the jumblement‍⁠​ of timelines and‍‌​ a paradox of‌⁠ time. Even though‌⁠​ we weren’t sure​ what would happen​​‍ if things went‍ the other way⁠ around, there would‍​ probably be some​⁠ kind of repercussion⁠ for them as⁠​ well.

“So,‍ why are you​‍ here?”

“Are⁠ you not going‌ to call me⁠ master?”

“…”​‍

“Hmm~.‍ I see.”

She⁠‌‍ caressed my hair​ with a warm‌⁠ and knowing smile‍​‍ on her face,⁠‌‌ but I didn’t‌ reply to her⁠‍​ question until the‍​‍ end.

“Right!‌ So Mr. Korin’s​⁠ master is from‌ a super long‌ time ago, right?‌⁠ You must have‍‍ been in the⁠‌ city 300 years‍ ago when it​⁠ happened, but…”

This​ was a place⁠‌‌ that replayed the​‌ incident from 300‌ years ago. All‍​ the citizens and‍⁠⁠ corpses of this‍ place were stuck⁠ in the prison‍ of time and⁠⁠ were going through⁠‌ the same process,‌⁠‌ so why and​‍ how was she⁠⁠‌ able to keep‍ her consciousness?

“It’s‍​‌ because I became⁠ friends with the​ Grim Reaper.”

“Sorry?​​‌ What do you…”⁠​‌

After‍‍ that, Erin brought⁠ her finger to​‌ her lips and‌‌⁠ said, ‘Shh’.

“Nazrea⁠‌ is a lonely‍‌ city giving birth‍‌‍ to undeads and‍‍ here, I am‌‍ stopping the birth‍ of the ‘Immortal​ King’.”

According​ to the original​⁠‌ plan of the⁠‌‍ black mage, this‌​ spell that isolated‌‌ Nazrea and grew⁠⁠⁠ endless undeads was⁠‌ supposed to give⁠ birth to the‍⁠​ ultimate ‘Immortal King’.⁠‍ Immortal King was⁠‌⁠ a disaster among⁠​⁠ disasters that could‌⁠ control every undead‌⁠​ of this world.‌⁠‌ Even in the‍ game, there was​‍​ a mention that​‌​ the world would‌ have been destroyed‌‍⁠ if the Immortal⁠ King was born​​⁠ with a million⁠ under its immediate⁠​ command.

“T,⁠‌ then… you mean‍⁠‌ you were in‌​ this city for​​ 300 years doing…”​​​

Alicia’s​‍ face turned pale‍⁠⁠ by imagining just‍ how painful and⁠​​ lonely she would‌⁠⁠ have been during⁠‍ all that time.‌‍

“Don’t‌ worry. I am​​ used to hunting⁠‌‌ monsters.”

She​​‍ said with a smile to relieve‍ Alicia.

“Erin.”​

“Mhmm?”‍​‍

“What​⁠‌ are you going‌ to do from⁠‍‌ now?”

Erin‍‌⁠ seemed slightly surprised​‍​ by my question…‍⁠​ or rather by⁠ my attitude, but‌‍​ she accepted it​‍‌ before long.

“The‌‌ Immortal King is⁠‌‍ about to be​ born at the‍‌ center of the‍ city, and I must stop it.”⁠

“Is‍⁠ that so?”

I stood up with‍‍‍ a stretch as‍​ Erin tilted her‌​ head in doubt.‌​‌

“What⁠​‍ are you doing?”‍

“You‌ said you have⁠​​ to stop it​‌ right? Let’s go‌‍ kill the Immortal⁠‍‍ King.”

“…It’ll‍‍‌ be dangerous.”

“I‍​⁠ know. That’s why⁠ somebody needs to‍ do it.”

“It’s​‍‌ also something I have to do.”‍⁠

“Don’t​ you need an‍‍ assistant?”

“…”​‌‍

Erin‍⁠ was silent.

Right⁠‍⁠ – this was​⁠‍ the original main⁠⁠​ quest of Nazrea.⁠‌

After‍‌⁠ visiting the City⁠⁠ of the Dead,​‌‌ the player had⁠⁠ to help the⁠⁠‍ Grim Reaper and⁠ a ‘mysterious spearman’​⁠ to stop the‌‍ birth of Nazrea’s‍ Immortal King.

This‌ was a lot‌⁠‌ earlier than usual​ and there was​​ also a group‌⁠‍ event happening at⁠⁠ the same time,​ but even then,⁠​⁠ it should be​ fine for me‍‍ to replace the​‍ player for this‌⁠ quest.

After‌⁠​ all, this was‌ one of those​‍​ quests that could⁠‍‍ be done at‌⁠ any moment.

“Hmm…​​‍ I see. I would appreciate some⁠​⁠ help but… there’s‍ no reason for‍ you to…”

“P,‍​‌ please let us‍ help you!”

Alicia​​ shouted with vigor.‍‌

“I,‌⁠‍ it will be‍‌‍ dangerous if the‍ Immortal King is⁠⁠‍ born right? Please‍ let me help‍‍‌ if I can⁠ assist you in⁠ any way!”

Saying​ that, she flexed‌​‍ her biceps while​⁠ going, ‘Hutt!’ to⁠‍​ show off that‍ she was also⁠‌⁠ quite strong, even‌ though there was‌‍‍ no need for‍‌ that.

“We‌‌⁠ also have a group event anyway.⁠ It’s like hitting‍‌ two birds with⁠ one stone.”

“Hmm…‍ Alright. I guess⁠​ I will accept⁠ the help of⁠‍‌ our young juniors⁠‍‍ then.”

Erin​ accepted my offer​​‌ after a slight⁠‌⁠ hesitation. That was‌ natural, because there‌⁠ was no option​‌ for her to⁠ ‘decline’ my quest‌ from the start.‌​‌

That‌ was just how​​‌ it was.

****⁠​

“We​⁠⁠ must defeat three⁠ undeads to weaken⁠ the power of‌‍‌ the Immortal King.”‍‍⁠

Revenant⁠ Titan,

Abyss⁠⁠ Shrieker,

Wight⁠ King.

First‌ off, the three‌⁠⁠ of them headed​‌ to the barracks‍​ of the town’s​⁠⁠ security guards, where​ Revenant Titan tended⁠‍​ to appear.

– Guwooooooo..!!

The‌ giant raced forward.‌ The large greatsword‍ that could slash​ through buildings was​ being swung around‌ as lightly as​‍ a twig in⁠⁠​ its arms.

– Kwaang! Kwagang!

The​‍​ houses of the​⁠‌ city were being​ crushed with each‌​⁠ of its attacks.‌⁠ With one breath,⁠​⁠ the monster pounced‍ up like a jet to chase‌ after Korin and‌​​ Erin.

“This​​ way…!”

Two‌⁠ spearmen were at​⁠⁠ the end of‍ the giant’s gaze.‌ Like a leopard,‌​ they skilfully trod⁠‌​ across the complicated‍‌ streets of the​⁠ city but the⁠⁠⁠ roads were soon⁠‍‍ blocked by the‍ undeads that hoarded​ in after hearing​‍ the roars of​⁠​ the giant.

Horizontal‍⁠ Sweep of a Tiger,

The‍‌‌ swinging form in‍⁠ Six Ways of​​‍ the Spear.

– Vuung!

A conjunctive explosion of‍⁠ the mind, the‍ aura, and the‌ body slashed through‍​ the dimension. The‌⁠ wind merged with​ the spear and‌ turned into a gust and a tornado of the‍⁠⁠ battlefield that could‍‌ sweep across thousands⁠⁠‌ of men.

When​‌ two people simultaneously​⁠‌ used that tremendously‍ powerful attack, the​ legion of undeads‍‌ collapsed like leaves​ falling in the‌​​ autumn wind.

Erin‌‌ and Korin – the two of⁠ them stopped for‍⁠‌ a moment to‌ sweep through the‍‌ legion of undeads‍ using the same⁠​ skill as if‍‌‌ they had decided‌ on it together‌‌ beforehand, but that‌​​ short moment was​⁠ enough for the​⁠ giant to finish‌ its chase.

– Guung!

The‍‌⁠ greatsword traveled across​ the air. Meeting​ that violent storm‍⁠⁠ from the front‌ were the thin​ wrists of Erin.​‌

Using⁠​ a spear that⁠‌ appeared like a twig in front‌ of the greatsword,‌‍ she displayed the⁠‍‌ exquisite laws of⁠‌ Lan, the outer‍​‌ trap, and deviated‌‍⁠ the path of‌⁠ the sword.

Demonstrating⁠⁠⁠ the Demonic Arts⁠ of Trap and⁠ Stab, she used‌ Lan and Na​ to save herself‍ from the greatsword.‍⁠⁠

However,⁠‍ the principles of⁠ Lan Na Zha⁠‌​ did not simply‌‌‌ end with altering⁠‍‌ the path of​ the enemy’s weapon​‌​ – it needed‍ the finishing move,​​ Zha, which penetrated‍‌‍ through the opponent’s​⁠ core to mark‌‌‍ the conclusion.

“Mhmm…!”​

But‌​ Erin had to‌‍ use all her‌ power in just⁠‍ parrying away the⁠ giant’s greatsword. Even​⁠ though she was​⁠‌ parrying it sideways​⁠ instead of blocking‌‍ from the front,​‍‌ it still took‍‍‌ a large toll​​ on her body.‌⁠

Korin​‌ made up for‍​ the short pause⁠‍ that appeared in‌ her movement due‌ to that impact.‌

Scavenging⁠ the Grass for​‌⁠ the Snake,

The‌​⁠ essence of Zha‌‌ penetrated through the‌⁠‍ giant’s chest.

One​ person altered the‍ path of the‍‌ enemy’s weapon while‍​‌ the other stabbed⁠ following the principles‌ of Lan Na​⁠ Zha. It was‌​ a combination attack‌‍‌ that happened without⁠ them even needing⁠⁠ to discuss their​ plans.

“Go⁠‌ now, Alicia…!”

When​‍‌ the greatsword pierced‍ through the ground⁠ after going astray​‌ and the giant​⁠​ faltered after being‍⁠ stabbed in its​ chest, a new‌‌⁠ figure was seen​⁠‍ racing at the⁠⁠‍ giant’s back.

“……”⁠‌⁠

The⁠⁠⁠ swordswoman was deathly‌‌‍ quiet as if‍‌ she forgot how‍ to breathe. The‌‍ scabbard of her⁠⁠ demon-slaying sword was‌ rampaging with a shapeless aura.

– Flinch!

“Grrr?”⁠‍

The‌‌​ giant noticed something​⁠ with its instincts‌ and subconsciously tried⁠⁠ to turn its⁠ head. However, it‍‍ was stopped by⁠​ the runes carved‍ with thin fingers.‌‍

“Guhk…!”‌​​

It​‌ was a Rune‍‍ of Restriction that⁠ even suppressed its‍⁠ breath. Seven rune​ letters appeared in⁠ the blink of​​‌ an eye to‌​ form a sentence​ that bound the⁠ giant and bought​‌⁠ time for Alicia‌⁠‍ to arrive and​ unsheathe her sword.‍

What​ happened after that​‍ was only witnessed⁠ by two people​‍ in the entire⁠ world. Korin and​⁠⁠ Erin looked at‍⁠ each other as​ Alicia took a step forward in‌‌‍ that suspended world.‌

– Hududuk!

The​⁠ giant’s head rolled⁠​ on the floor.‌⁠ Showing how even‍‍​ an undead revived​‍ from the dead⁠‌‌ could not live‍ after being beheaded,​​⁠ the large body‍⁠ of the giant‌‌​ fell to its‌ demise.

****‍‌

Destruction‍ of Merkarva.

It‌ was the largest‍⁠​ event near the‍⁠‌ end of ❰Heroic‍‌​ Legends of Arhan❱‌‌ and one that⁠​ marked the start‌‍​ of Tates Valtazar’s​​ full-on assault and⁠‌ was not something⁠‌‍ we could prevent.‌

Perhaps…‍​ Park Sihu, who​ I thought was‌ helping me stop‌‌ the incident, might‌‍‍ have been instigating⁠​‍ it from behind.‍⁠​

『Korin.⁠⁠‌ Run away.』

『Master!』‌

『Bro!‍​ What are you​⁠ doing!』

Tates⁠ Valtazar was in​⁠⁠ front of us​‍‍ along with the‌⁠‍ king’s subjects including‍ Fermack Daman.

We‌⁠‍ had to run⁠⁠⁠ away with our​ party members by⁠ breaking through the​​ hordes of monsters⁠​​ but… Master Erin‍‍ firmly stood her⁠ ground with her‍​‍ back towards us.‌

『Someone‍​‌ needs to buy‍ time.』

It‌ was an event‍​‍ that did not‌ occur in the‌ game. The enemy‍⁠‌ had broken in‍⁠ a lot earlier‍ than scheduled, and⁠‍ things were direr‍⁠ than ever before.‍

Even⁠​⁠ so, Erin Danua‌ gladly decided to‍‌​ stay behind.

『Why‌ would you do‍‌‌ that, Master! It’d‌ be better if…!』‌‌

Wiping‍ off the tears‍⁠​ in my eyes,‍ Master opened her​ mouth.

『Child,‌‌ I am an⁠ adult. As long‍⁠ as I am⁠‌⁠ an adult, I have the duty​‌ to prioritize your‌​​ safety as a child.』

‘You‍‌ don’t know me,’‌ I wanted to​⁠‌ tell her. ‘I‍ am not Korin⁠​ Lork. I am‌​ also a full​⁠ adult; not a child under your​⁠‌ protection.’

『Everything‍ will be fine.』⁠

That‍⁠​ was my last⁠‌ memory with Master.​‌​

It‌⁠‌ was a chillingly‌ painful memory.

****‌

Usually,‌ when going to⁠ sleep during a mission, it was‌ a common principle‍​ to create a camp and sleep‍ at night, but‍ you had to‍ do it the‍ other way around​‌ in Nazrea.

Because‍ this was a strange place where‍⁠ night was dangerous‌⁠‍ and the day⁠ was extremely safe.‌‍⁠

“Has⁠‍ Alicia gone to‍⁠‌ sleep?”

“Yes.”‌

On‍ a rowdy noon,⁠⁠⁠ we sneaked into⁠ an empty building⁠ in the outskirts⁠⁠ of the city‍​ and decided to‍‌ take a rest⁠ there.

“You⁠ should sleep with​ her. No one⁠⁠ will touch you‌‌ even if you‍ sleep during the‍⁠ day.”

“It’s‌​ okay. A few‍ days without sleep‍​ is not going‌‌ to affect my‌ condition.”

“That’s​​ not good. Children‍ should go to‌‌⁠ sleep early and⁠ wake up early.”​‍​

“Do⁠ I look like​⁠ a kid?”

“Of‍⁠ course you are‍‍‍ a child; what‌ else would you​‍ be?”

Erin​ smiled while covering‍‌ her mouth. Her‍‍ twitching lips displayed​ her playfulness.

“So,⁠‌​ do you think​​​ you’re doing well‌⁠ with that test⁠​​ you’ve mentioned?”

“Yes.‌ I think we‍⁠⁠ should pass without⁠​ a problem.”

I replied while picking‍ up the enormous‌​⁠ Moonstone from Revenant​‌‍ Titan, which was​ as big as⁠ a rugby ball.​⁠⁠ The focus of⁠‌‌ this test was⁠ more on quality⁠​ than quantity.

A Moonstone of this⁠‌ size should easily‍ let us pass​​ through the group​⁠​ event.

“Hmm…”​​

Erin‍‌ said after deeply‍ gazing at me.‌‌

“Anyway,⁠‌ it seems that​‍ I have taught‌ you everything.”

“Six‍⁠ Ways of the‍​ Spear, Void, Primal⁠‍ Rune. I learned⁠​​ all that from‌ you. Quite unexpected⁠⁠⁠ right?”

“…Yes.⁠​ I wasn’t even‍‌⁠ expecting me to‌‍‌ choose a successor,​​⁠ and definitely not‍‌ someone as normal​⁠ as you on⁠ top of that.”​⁠‍

“You‍ could say I’m​​ just that special.”‍‍

“Huhu.”‌

I didn’t bother mentioning⁠‌⁠ the successor she‍‌ chose before me.​‌‌ In this timeline,⁠ she had yet‌ to meet Valtazar​​ and there was‌‌ no reason to​⁠‍ tell her about‍‍⁠ something which she​ had been regretting‌​‌ and self-reprimanding about⁠⁠‍ for 80 years.​‍‍

She​⁠ already had way‍ too many things⁠⁠‌ on her shoulders.⁠ I didn’t want​ to add an‌ extra burden to‍ her, who was‍‌​ living a repeating‌⁠​ life ever since​⁠⁠ 300 years ago…⁠‌‌

“What​⁠ is it that‍ you are trying​‍ to hide?”

“Sorry?”⁠‍‌

Putting​‌ an end to‌‍​ my line of‌ thought, she raised​‍ her chin up‍​⁠ high and revealed‌⁠‍ her long neckline‍ as well as⁠⁠ a smile, before​‍⁠ walking up and‍⁠‌ sitting next to‌​ me.

“Huhu.‌​⁠ I must be⁠‍‍ an incredibly blessed​⁠ woman. To think⁠‌ I’m being loved⁠ so much by‍ my disciple.”

“Where⁠⁠​ did this come‌‌‌ from?”

“I⁠‍‌ can see that⁠​ you have truly⁠‌ loved your master.”​​

“…”‍​

She‌⁠ gently placed her‌​‌ soft hand on‌‌ my palm with‍ a sad light​‌ in her eyes.‌

“It‍‍ seems that my⁠ future is not‍ the brightest one‌ the world has​ seen.”

“No…”‍‍

“You‍‍‌ know who I am as my‍‌​ disciple, do you​ not?”

“…”​

Of​‌​ course I did.‌‍ She was an⁠‍⁠ adult who stood‌⁠ against the great​ evil. She was⁠ the benefactor who⁠ led me, taught​‍‌ me, and changed‌‍ me, who also​​⁠ had to lose‍‍ her life to​​ protect me.

That‌​​ heartrending and chilling‌ memory squeezed my​⁠ chest.

“Tell‌‌ me. Sometimes, it‍ is a blessing‌‌​ to have someone⁠ listen to your‌ story.”

Erin‌⁠​ said while giving⁠⁠‍ me a long​ hug. Even though‍ she was smaller‌‍‍ than me, her⁠⁠⁠ hug was so​‌‌ relaxing and warm‌​​ that I couldn’t‌​⁠ help but subconsciously‍​⁠ fall for its‍ comfort.

“Good⁠‌ boy. It’s okay.‌⁠ Everything will be‍ fine.”

Her‌ consoling whisper tickled⁠‍ my ears.

………‍‍

……​‌‌

“Like…‌ I was just⁠‍‍ stupid. There were​‌‌ plenty of things⁠ to be suspicious‌ about and yet…”⁠

“I‍ have a different⁠⁠ opinion though.”

Erin‍‌ replied while gently​ pinching my nose.​‌⁠ I tried to​‍‌ look away but​⁠ she straightened my⁠ head and made‍​ me look into⁠​ her eyes.

“You⁠‍​ did fail.”

“…That’s​ true but you‌ didn’t have to‍‍ mention it like​‌‌ that.”

“Huhu,‌‌ boy. Fools linger​​‌ on the failures‌‌⁠ of others, but‌‍ the wise know⁠ how to linger‍‍⁠ on their own‌ mistakes. At the​⁠‍ very least, you‌⁠⁠ are in the‍ latter, are you​ not?”

“I​‌‍ have never considered​‌‍ myself wise.”

“Were‍‌‍ you a hero⁠​​ from the start?​⁠ Did that child‍‍​ called Sihu, who‍‍‌ knew how to​‌ avoid failures, succeed‍⁠‍ in the end?⁠‌‌ No. Heroes are​‍‌ not people that‌​​ only know how‌‌‌ to avoid situations‍⁠​ that might cause‍ mistakes and failures.‍‍ That is already​⁠ the biggest mistake.”‌‌‍

I didn’t say anything‌ in detail but​ after just hearing‌ the bits and⁠‍⁠ pieces I shared,​⁠⁠ Erin immediately said⁠⁠⁠ something that pierced⁠‌‌ through the core‌⁠ of the whole⁠ story.

“…Would​‍ you say the⁠‌ same thing even⁠‍​ if you were⁠‍⁠ the one that‌‌⁠ failed?”

“Huhu.‍⁠‌ Child, I have⁠‌‌ made countless mistakes‍​‌ and failures until​‍ now. However, it​‍​ seems that I wasn’t mistaken at‍⁠ least when it‌​​ comes to you.”⁠

Like​‌​ the gift she⁠​ always gave me,​ Erin gave me‌‍ a soft kiss​‍ on my forehead.⁠​ The breath from​​ her lips weighed‌ on my chest.‍

“I,‍ the Queen of‍ Paradise, will gladly⁠‍‍ bless you for⁠‍ your future.”

That‌ smile was one⁠​⁠ that I hadn’t​‍ been able to‍‌ see for a very long time.‍​‌

“You‌⁠​ can rest for‌⁠​ now. Take a short nap. Everything‍​ will be fine.”‌⁠

Like​ that, I fell⁠‌‍ asleep in her​⁠​ arms.

****⁠

Gerolge⁠‌ the Black Mage‌‌ thought to himself,‌‌‍ that something was‍​‌ going wrong.

“Damn⁠⁠⁠ it. How did​‌ this happen? And​​‍ why? This is⁠​‌ not it. Was‍‌ my calculation wrong?​⁠ That can’t be…”​‌

He‌​⁠ ransacked through the‍‌ messy grimoires in‌‌‌ his workshop. Relying‌ on the ambient⁠ light of the⁠ lamp brightening up‌‌​ the dark and⁠ gloomy room, he⁠‍ searched through words‍ with oddly large⁠‍ eyes.

“Huu,⁠⁠‌ huu… Weird. That‍‌ was the best​‍​ timing. That was​‍‍ almost a miracle.‍ So how could​⁠​ this…”

Like‍‌‍ a madman, he‌‍ continued murmuring to⁠ himself. The fact‍⁠⁠ that he forgot​​⁠ to swallow his‌ drool made him‌‌​ look all the​‍ more like a madman.

“Weird.‍‍ Who. Who is​⁠​ it? Did someone⁠ interfere? Why did​​​ this happen? How​ did they do​ it?”

Without​​ settling his coarse​‌ breath, Gerolge looked​ for his records‍‍​ that were left​​‌ behind in a corner of the‍‌‌ bookshelf.

It⁠ was by sheer‍ luck that he​‌‌ saw the upcoming‍⁠⁠ miraculous celestial phenomenon‍‍​ that had a super moon, a blue moon as​‌ well as a blood moon. He⁠‍ realized that it​ would be possible​‌​ to create an‌ incredibly enormous ritual‌​ that the world‌‍⁠ had never seen‌​ by making use‌‍ of the mana​ of the moon‍ drenching the earth,‍​ and thus prepared⁠⁠‍ for it.

The‌‌ ritual was successful‍ and… wait, was‌ it a success?‌​ I didn’t activate‍‍‌ the ritual though?‍‌ No, wait, did‌ I activate it​‍ yesterday? But then​ why is the⁠‍ city so peaceful?‌​​

Gerolge⁠‍ rummaged through the‍ books again like‍​ crazy. He checked‍ the magic circle⁠ again even though‍ he had already‍ seen them hundreds⁠ and thousands of‍ times.

He‌⁠⁠ then slowly started⁠‍‌ to realize something.‍‍

With​​ cold sweat flowing‌​‍ down his spine,​‌ he came up‍‍⁠ with a hypothesis.‍​‍

“Witch.‌ A witch. That⁠ witch.”

He‍ tipped the lamp‌​‌ brightening up the⁠ room. It was⁠‌ a very intentional⁠‍ and academic attempt.‍

– Hwaruk!

The​​‌ lamp broke. The‌‌ oil and the‌‌ ember inside the​‌ lantern fell as‌⁠⁠ the room immediately​⁠ turned into a sea of flames…‌​⁠

“Ha,​ haha… Hahaha!”

…Or​‌‌ at least it‌‌​ should have.

He​ realized it. He⁠‌ ended up realizing⁠⁠ it.

“Witch.⁠⁠ That witch. That⁠ accursed spearman. Silver⁠ hair. Blue eyes.‌‍​ Monster. Rune Mage.”⁠‍

Like‍ a fool, he⁠ slowly arranged the​ pieces of information.⁠​ No one knew‍​ that it was‍ Gerolge the Black⁠ Mage’s desperate attempt⁠​​ at regaining his‍ clever intellect. Even​‌⁠ Gerolge himself did​ not know what‌ he was doing.​‌⁠

“Witch!​‌‍ Witch! Witch!”

Gerolge‌‍​ ran out of‍ his dark room‍​‍ and gazed at⁠ the city.

The⁠ City of the‌ Dead that had⁠ contained more than​‍ a million undeads⁠ until the previous​‍‍ night… was way​ too peaceful and‌​ normal.

“The​ Witch! It’s all⁠ because of the‍‍ Witch! That Witch‌ must be the⁠‍ reason!”

He​ felt enlightened as⁠ life sparked down‌‍ his spine. The⁠‌⁠ Witch… yes, that‍⁠‌ Witch was the​ one who caused‍​⁠ all this to‍ happen.

His‍‌‍ legs lost power.​ While limping, Gerolge‍‌ took in the‌⁠ sight of the⁠‍ peaceful city and​‌‍ observed the faint‌ scent of a magic circle hidden‌​‍ in the sky.⁠​

It‍‌ was the magic⁠ circle he carved‍‌​ into the city‍‍⁠ with the support​ of the lunar‍⁠ mana. It contained​⁠‌ the purest and⁠​ most intense form⁠⁠⁠ of mana that‌⁠ no other grand⁠ spells until now‍‍⁠ could have possibly⁠ possessed.

Because‍‍⁠ of how perfect⁠ everything was, it‌⁠‌ didn’t take long‍​ for him to⁠ notice that an⁠ ‘irregular letter’ had‍ been carved into‍‌‌ the great magic‌ circle.

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At⁠‌ a glance, it⁠‍ looked similar to⁠‍​ common language, but‌ it had to‍⁠ be from way‌‍‍ back in the‍​ past considering its⁠‌​ magic meaning.

The‌⁠ language of the‍​⁠ origin – the​ special alphabet that​‌​ was starting to⁠⁠ be forgotten and‍‍ lost 300 years‍​‍ ago.

The⁠ meaning of this​ Rune of the‌​ Prime that completed‍​⁠ a sentence with​​‌ 8 of those⁠ ancient letters was…​​‍ ‘Paradise continues’.

“Uhah,​‌ uhahaha…! I know‌‌ it! I know!‌ Witch! I know⁠​ your secret! I ended up noticing‍ it! Prime! It‌⁠‍ was the Prime…!”​⁠‍

“Hello‌ Gerolge.”

He,‌ who had been​‍‍ blabbering without even‍‍ stopping for a breath, finally paused⁠‌ himself for a bit but continued⁠‍​ before long.

“It​⁠​ was you! You!‍‍‍ Time is being‌ repeated! You were‌‍ the one that‌ made it happennnnn….!”​​​

His​ voice lost its‌ shape as his‍‍‌ clear vision turned⁠​‌ dim. His flesh‌ began to swell‍ and behind his⁠‍ swelling flesh, the​​ black mage glared‌‌ at the wily‍‍‍ blue eyes of‍​⁠ the Witch.

“Immortal⁠‍‌ King Gerolge. Stay⁠‌ faithful to your‍⁠‌ role.”

As​‌‌ always, the 3,203rd⁠‌ enlightenment of Gerolge‍ the Black Mage​​⁠ was in vain.⁠

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