239 – Crisis Escape
Unbeknownst to me, I forgot about it in my memory at some point.
Drake and Lappano. A tryst between two people who don’t get along at all.
The presence that radiated overwhelming force that I encountered in the garden after stealing the scene.
After barely escaping, I guessed what the other person’s identity was, but no answer came out.
After that, after Drake was attacked by followers who had awakened to complete fanaticism, and went through other incidents, the trembling moment of the day naturally faded into the other side of memory.
Why did I forget so easily? If you think about it, an overwhelming force that will threaten me. Even if I couldn’t do it, I was in a situation where I couldn’t even guess who would be comparable to Drakan or the Enforcer.
Even if I regret my past choices now, I can’t go back.
The mistake of that day was now putting me in danger in real time. The Count of Monte Cristo, who turned and faced him, exuded the same overwhelming force as then.
Can we win if we fight…?
Compared to then, I have grown tremendously. It wasn’t all about simply increasing magic power through jewels. Having faced transcendent beings, including God, several times, I intuitively realized that a kind of rank itself had risen.
Even so, the opponent was too strong. Has there ever been such a menacing enemy among the enemies I’ve encountered? At the very least, among opponents who openly show hostility to me, I’m sure I’ll be counted first.
Let’s recall the memories. A situation where a crisis of the same level as now has been shut up.
The first thing that comes to mind is when we rescue Rachel in the early days. In order to save her from being targeted by her Drakan out of the blue, she confronted Siegfried, a member of her Drakan.
Actually, at that time, the expression “Battle” Was embarrassing. All I did was run away without looking back as soon as I noticed the other person. Even then, if Rachel hadn’t helped me in the middle, she would have died unconditionally.
The second is the moment when I fought Evan Reginald, the head of the Executioner, in the palace.
At this time, there were several battles that could be called battles, but the composition was overwhelming throughout, and it was only because the opponent watched the whole time.
In the first place, Evan had the intention of scouting me, so he must have been just hanging out with me in order to figure out my level.
After that, there were several moments of crisis where lives were at stake, but no opponent made me feel the overwhelming gap that I could never win as much as those two.
In short, the enemy in front has at least the same fighting power as the two.
“What are you thinking so deeply about? What would that change?”
I was confident. Now I can’t beat the author. It would probably be impossible to defeat the opponent no matter what.
Apart from that, it would be possible to escape. Just as I had already run away from the overwhelmingly strong opponents in the past two rounds, it wouldn’t be that difficult to run away from them if I used my abilities to the fullest this time around.
But I couldn’t. Because Sharon is being held.
Can I get her to get her and run away with her?
Well. It would have been more likely than winning the battle, but to be honest, I didn’t have much confidence.
It wasn’t easy to take responsibility for a girl who lost consciousness in a situation where it was too much to take care of my own body.
I thought of all kinds of ways, but no matter what I chose, it didn’t seem like the count in front of me would readily allow it.
So what I chose was neither fighting nor fleeing.
A brief respite. Delaying the sentencing as much as possible and procrastinating somehow.
“I will ask you one question.”
“Yes. What are you curious about?”
Fortunately, the Count obediently agreed with my questions and answers. Is it the composure of the strong that someone like me can be trampled on at any time? Is it just arrogant carelessness? Otherwise, the other person might have some kind of hidden inside. Whatever it was, it was a good thing for me.
“Why did you kidnap Sharon? It has nothing to do with your purpose.”
“That is ridiculous. Are you saying you saw through my purpose? You are just a scarecrow being manipulated without knowing anything.”
“·······.”
Maybe. In fact, the events I’ve been through lately seem to have been caught up in the rapid current and swept here and there unwillingly.
Especially after meeting and talking with the Goddess of Time, such ominous thoughts rose even more strongly.
But even so, even if my miserable end is already destined.
I will move on my own according to my free will. He is not a scarecrow being manipulated by others.
It was my own will to save Sharon right now.
“If you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine. After all, what I have to do has been decided.”
Perhaps he liked my answer, for the first time, the other person shed a soft admiration with a slight smile on his lips.
“Whoa. That’s a pretty resolute attitude. Are you really not curious? Do you want to uncover the truth of the strange things surrounding you?”
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“It’s annoying to hear, but you talk as if you know everything. How could a mere human figure out the ‘prophecy’ that even witches and gods couldn’t properly talk about? It seems to me that you are just playing around with the keywords you picked up in moderation.”
Even I, who was marked as the protagonist of the prophecy, knows almost nothing. But this shady reactionary terrorist figured out the whole truth?
This is a separate issue from fighting power. Neither Drakan nor the Executioner would know anything about the prophecy.
You can be sure. It is said that only transcendent beings can find out the contents of the prophecy. Also, that even such transcendentalists can’t carelessly say the contents.
Listening to my point, the count drew a clearer smile that was completely different from the reaction of being caught off guard.
“Let me know if you have any questions. Even my identity and the contents of the prophecy.”
A suggestion that sounds like a whisper from the devil. At first glance, the words sounded like sweet and dizzying whispers, but the weight in my heart had already tipped.
“No need. I don’t think what you say is very believable.”
“Then, are the words of the goddess of lies with you trustworthy?”
I gasped for a moment.
The word he had just spoken shattered all the meaningless conversations we had had so far and stabbed him in the lungs like a dagger.
No one noticed the identity of the goddess with me. It was the same with Siegfried and Evan Reginald.
A normal person is absolutely impossible. However, there were only two exceptions.
The first is the Transcendentalist. The vice-president of the Magic Engineering Association, Operator, and the lake fairy Vivian realized the existence of the goddess as soon as they saw me.
However, there is no way that the Count of Monte Cristo is a Transcendentalist. He has already faced Transcendentalists several times, and the aura they exude will never be forgotten. A semi-divine being who has gone beyond the limits of a human, leaving the level of combat power.
The opponent was never like him. The energy I felt when I faced him was much closer to Drakan and Enforcer.
Then there is only one possibility left.
“…Apostle.”
Another person who noticed the identity of the goddess.
Princess Victoria. As an apostle of the Goddess of Destiny, she realized through a precognitive dream that the Goddess would come to visit her.
“You are quite quick-witted. I didn’t know you’d be able to figure out your identity so easily.”
I finally got a general understanding.
The reason why the other party can know about the prophecy as well as the existence of the Goddess. The god who is with him must have tipped off the information. I still don’t know what purpose they had or why they kidnapped Sharon.
[Cro.]
It was then.
The goddess who had been silent all this time broke my thoughts by calling my name in an unusually stiff tone.
‘Yes?’
[Run away now. The author is dangerous.]
My body didn’t move right away despite the sudden warning. Rather, the legs stood erect, as if rooted in the seat.
I couldn’t understand. He would have been convinced if he had spat out such a warning right before entering the mansion, or at least as soon as he encountered the Count.
But after the conversation was in full swing, you belatedly ran away because it was dangerous? If so, shouldn’t it have been done from the beginning?
Perhaps the current question is just my paranoia. It could be that I am being too swayed by the traps planted by the Goddess of Time to create a wedge between me and the Goddess.
In a confused situation, not knowing what the correct answer was, the opponent slowly raised his hand.
“It was a pleasant chat, but I don’t have time anymore. Because the sun is rising.”
At that moment, a strange sensation swept through my whole body. From the window where the Count stood with his back, the brilliant dawn slowly began to rise, and a burning pain swept over my body from the tips of my feet.
I realized it intuitively. The fact that the moment the sun shines brightly on my body, I will die.
At that time, the goddess urgently shouted.
[Take out the mirror!!]
As soon as I heard that, I took out the hand mirror I had put in my bosom and closed my eyes tightly.
When I opened my eyes again, I was greeted by the familiar square of the clock tower at midnight.