Chapter 665 – Longing (3) #PART 2
Lorenzik
He released a bitter smile.
“Rise, I thought you were losing your mind, didn’t I?”
Not only the Arcana continent but every world was prophesied to perish. After leaving such an outrageous prophecy, to vanish without offering any solution…
The title of the Grand Sage didn’t seem to fit such an act, did it?
“Well, the Arcana continent I’ve seen isn’t that fragile. Even if demons from the Demon World were to cover the continent, I thought it would overcome that trial.”
But…
“…Now, I can understand your feelings, even if belatedly.”
The World Tree of Arcana.
Of course,
Lorenzik didn’t agree with that statement.
The World Tree he had seen all this time wasn’t anything close to a creator or an omnipotent being, was it? But the fact that the World Tree was a different kind of existence was undeniable.
And because of that, he had no choice but to trust it.
The World Tree’s roots, even the World Tree itself was unaware of them.
The truth of the “repetition” etched there was something Lorenzik could not deny.
“Do you know? How many times has this world repeated?”
Someone might ask.
Don’t you feel curious?
Isn’t your enthusiasm as an explorer burning inside you?
…Well,
Lorenzik didn’t speak, but the change in him at this moment spoke volumes.
The gradually maturing appearance of Lorenzik.
He had never lost his pure dreams.
He, who had not aged, was slowly becoming an adult.
“This world wasn’t as romantic as I thought.”
From a boy to an adult.
Looking back on the years he had lived,
Lorenzik, who could’ve become nothing but a pile of bones, now.
Lorenzik’s aging stopped at that point.
Because there was still something left to do.
“Maybe it’s no longer the time to look away from the truth like a child.”
There must be a reason why the Arcana continent repeats.
Lorenzik made a firm resolve to find the reason and the solution.
For him, this was an entirely natural decision.
“Isn’t it a good thing that I’m an explorer in times like these?”
After all, explorers are the ones who have no interest in living a repetitive life. With that thought, Lorenzik raised his head and looked at the sky.
“…Maybe.”
More precisely, he spoke toward Grandfell’s Evil Eye. That influence must have grown even stronger. Even Sisley, which was considered a different world from the Arcana continent, couldn’t escape the gaze of the Evil Eye.
At every moment, you, who spoke as if everything was ‘arranged’…
Lorenzik had questioned that. Leaving aside abilities, in a world full of infinite variables, how could you stand firm on your own?
Lorenzik smiled bitterly, a smile no boy would ever make.
“You must have known everything.”
But still, Lorenzik hoped.
“No, you must have known.”
What lies at the end of this world?
Perhaps it would be destruction, just as the Grand Sage Rise’s prophecy foretold. But Lorenzik didn’t want to accept it. The fact that you, who knew everything, turned a blind eye to that terrifying destruction.
Yes, nothing has been revealed yet.
“No, I’ll correct myself. I believe that you too wish to end this repetition. Although, how to end a repetition that even the World Tree itself is unaware of, I don’t know…”
Lorenzik finally spoke, his face turning away.
“I believe it will be in your arrangement, Supreme Commander.”
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The Dimension’s Rat Hole
He stopped rolling his eyes and dunked his head back into the sewer.
Valefor let out a labored breath.
“…Bael.”
An existence beyond reckoning.
Still, Valefor had never doubted that Bael was a demon. Bael had been the first Demon King of the First Throne, existing from the time he was born in the Anomaly Realm.
But amidst Bael’s curse, he heard it.
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“Break this chain, my brother.”
Bael, who was called a brother by this insignificant human.
The First Throne Demon King is a brother to a human?
Had it been the past, he would’ve dismissed it as nonsense.
But…
“…This is a story that could be true.”
Hadn’t he witnessed someone, a human, rising to the seat of the Ten Thrones?
To be more precise, there were beings who did, but those beings, even after they were separated, still maintained the powers of the Ten Thrones.
The meaning was clear. The power of the Ten Thrones wasn’t something only demons could have. So, Bael might not be a demon after all.
Valefor, unknowingly, retched.
“Ugh.”
Had he really feared something that wasn’t even a demon?
Shame and self-loathing surged so intensely that it was almost unbearable.
The reverence he had for Bael was now plummeting in the opposite direction.
And at the same time…
“…Then who is truly our king?”
He recalled the Infinitely Deep Darkness.
If it wasn’t Agares or Bael,
The evil he must revere could only be that one.
Valefor wiped his mouth and turned toward the rat hole again.
‘I’ll learn from that brilliant malice.’
Yes, that is the meaning of my power’s existence, isn’t it?
But what awaited Valefor as he stuck his head out wasn’t what he had expected.
“What… what is this?”
The Silver Evil Eye.
“Are you truly not allowing me even a bit of understanding…?”
Are you saying that you are mercifully shining a light on Bael?
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“I will trust your past, Bael.”
The hooded men said to Bael.
“No, brother of Akshan.”