The End
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The beginning of the conclusion in Xavier Rising can be described as an expanded version of the night encounter.
The ‘Erosion’ phenomenon caused by those who came from another dimension.
The difference from the night encounter is that this time, the speed is incomparable.
Right after the gate connecting to that different dimension opened, the Time Attack began immediately. Unlike the night encounter, which was basically a variation event started by the Red Demon’s unilateral decision, this one is almost closer to ‘invasion’ in itself!
“It should have started much later…!”
Thinking so, he threw himself out through the window.
No matter how well prepared he had been and persevered, according to the timeline, it would usually take at least several weeks to several months for everything to become normal. There must have been a reason why he kept hiding and lurking during that time.
“I got hit once too soon. It’s too fast.”
[But the voice sounds calm considering that.]
“I knew that something unexpected would happen!”
If it was merely a matter of the final stage starting earlier, there would be plenty of ways to deal with it.
“…”
The problem is that we don’t know what other variables lie ahead.
Anyway, we need to reach there as soon as possible and intercept them.
He tightly grasped the resonance gemstone that he always carried in his chest.
On the opposite side, the one who will respond to this call is Chancellor Atlante.
It is an emergency communication network prepared in advance as soon as the remaining ‘enemy’ is compressed into one triumphant country.
Since there’s something that needs to be done first when such a phenomenon occurs.
“Chancellor! Can you hear me!”
“Evacuation is already in progress. How long until arrival?”
“As expected, Director. Even without being asked, your handling of tasks is exceptionally fast.”
The first thing we need to do is evacuate all personnel inside the academy to prevent casualties.
Empire’s Elpante and the Tribal Union’s turmoil will likely comply with this measure. The problem is…
“-What about within the Imperial Academy?”
“…No measures have been taken.”
“…”
“It’s clearly an abnormal situation… Emperor, that damn human…!”
With a desperate sound coming from Atalante’s mouth, a voice filled with anger flows out.
The ‘Daeshinjeon,’ the Imperial Academy of the Empire, is a place filled with high-ranking individuals, as befits a prominent academy on the continent.
It is not a place that easily collapses in most situations, comparable to Elpante or the center of the tribal struggle.
The problem is…
As for what exists in the other realm, I had personally crossed over to the Gilgamesh-analis before with Elijah and verified it once.
Even if only one creature from that realm were to come over to the material realm, it would be a terrible disaster.
Thanks to having its own ecosystem, some countermeasures could be taken if they came up from below, unlike Pandemonium, where dealing with it was impossible in comparison.
If it’s left as it is, it’s only a matter of time before everyone gets swept away and dies.
The fortunate thing is…
“I’ll be there shortly, Director. Please focus solely on evacuating the people.”
In this situation, it is possible to respond quickly somehow.
I apologize to myself, but it’s fortunate that something like this happened during Erenor and Elnoir’s wedding ceremony. It saves me the trouble of searching for the others one by one.
I place my hand on the emblem of Tacheon and sense the energies of those around me.
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There is a clear presence right nearby.
“Assemble!”
“…What on earth are you talking about?”
In response to Erenor’s puzzled question, I chuckle.
Well, it’s unbelievable. I wanted to try something like this at least once too.
However, as I chuckle and turn towards them, my words are immediately interrupted.
“…Why do you look like that?”
It’s not that there isn’t anyone who looks fine.
Among the dogs, there were even seriously injured victims shedding blood throughout their bodies.
What kind of incident could be so severe as to happen at a wedding…?
“…”
“…”
No one could give me a proper answer to my question, indicating that it was clearly not something trivial.
“Well, forget it.”
“Why do you seem so resigned?”
“Just look back at what you guys have been up to all this time and then talk to me.”
They always call me weird or crazy, but considering what they have done so far, they have no right to say such things to anyone else.
“People tend to become alike when they spend time together.”
“…”
“Just tell me that they haven’t been influenced by you in any way.”
No response?
Now, Kallivan, who almost represents my conscience, elegantly ignored the words and diverted the attention towards the saint with a flick of his finger.
“There are still people connected within the Prosperous Kingdom, right?”
“Yes, yes…? There are a few individuals whom I can communicate with effectively, but whether they can be of help in the current situation-“
“It’s okay. Just ask them for simple contact. We need some people who can provide assistance within the Prosperous Kingdom.”
I haven’t wasted my time until now.
Anyway, I’m sure there are friendly people on the inside as well.
“There are also people kept on the inside.”
I put quite a bit of effort into that card too.
It will undoubtedly yield significant effects.
With that in mind, I fiddle with another magic stone.
If the previous one was connected to Atlantis, this one leads to the person who has been gnawing at me from within.
It’s time to act, just as much as my corrupted self deserves.
“We’ve prepared for everything.”
Being prepared and vigilant is not unique to the Lawless Domain.
“Let’s go.”
This is the final act, the beginning.
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“Signal.”
Lord Vogt, who was on the other side of Mars’ transmission, chuckled and tucked it into his chest.
Then, with brisk steps, he walked through the automatically opening iron door, moving steadily forward.
He had heard that the target for this “cooperation” was inside.
It was a command and control room that exuded a near-future atmosphere. It may not be at the level of Martop, but considering the average technological level of the continent, it was undoubtedly an advanced facility of the Alliance.
And there, seated in the center, Vogt spotted the woman in a coat and his smile broadened more than usual.
“Aha, so you’re the Chief of the Alliance that I’ve only heard about!”
“…”
Casa Garuda looked at her counterpart with a subtle expression on her face.
In terms of reputation alone, she was familiar with this human.
“I wonder if you’ve heard about me. I’m known as the Lioness.”
“Well, I do know.”
Casa scanned Vogt up and down with squinted eyes.
A rising undefeated field commander. She knew that he had achieved such a position within the Empire because of his spectacular achievements.
But why would he make such a subtle expression?
“To be frank, at first glance, you just look like an average person.”
“…”
Hmm, his words sting quite a bit.
No one had ever assaulted Vogt head-on like this before, except for Dowd.
While Vogt scratched his head, Casa threw something at him.
He looked perplexed as he received it—a kind of control key.
“Come here and plug it in.”
Casa pointed calmly to the seat next to her.
“The command authority of the main panel will be transferred to you.”
“…Considering the insult you just made, you’re quite cool in giving me such authority.”
It’s not just that—it’s practically entrusting him with full control in a state of emergency.
Considering that the ‘full control’ includes humans affiliated with the Alliance, whom Casa herself rules over, it was not unreasonable for Vogt to feel amazed.
“I trust my grandson.”
Casa’s tone remained steady.
“Handing over command authority to you in this situation means that I’ve staked that cunning little devil’s life on you. It’s worth a try.”
However, only when speaking the following sentences.
“To put it differently,”
It was a voice that seemed almost icy.
“My granddaughter, and even her future sweetheart’s life is at stake. Do you understand?”
“…”
“Do your job properly. If not, I will actually kill you.”
After hearing those words, Borgot, who had been standing still for a moment, immediately shook his head and took a seat beside Casa with a nod.
With skillful hand movements, he inserted the control key into the panel and immediately read various situation-related information appearing before his eyes.
It would be wise not to underestimate the enemies; the beings pouring out of the open gate are disasters themselves, and signs of large-scale movements within the flourishing empire have been spotted consecutively.
Even if they were prepared, being in a position where they were attacked first meant they were at a disadvantageous environment.
“If you need help, just say-“
“Oh, it’s fine. It would actually be more of a hindrance.”
However, Borgott waved his hand as if Casa’s words were trivial.
“What?”
“Information, information, information is always crucial. Chief.”
Now he understood why Dowd insisted on joining the Confederation of the Insufficient, despite everything.
Real-time information on the battlefield that they could grasp with their technological capabilities was highly reliable.
Perhaps because of his innate combat skills. In this aspect, it was even better than Matop.
“If I receive fragments of the situation, I can become a rather good commander. If I can also know information about our allies, then I can be an excellent commander.”
There are various kinds of geniuses, but when it comes to simply “winning wars.”
This man’s innate talent was almost like a “power” itself.
“But, giving away all information about the enemy?”
And if such situations were supported.
Borgott had only one thing to do.
“I am invincible.”
To win.
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He is
[INVINCIBLE]
[I’LL SPLIT YOU IN TWO!]