[My dear, I don’t know if it is right to say this in this situation, but let me tell you first.]
As I was walking to meet Minerva from 300 years ago, Minerva spoke to me from the shadows.
[My wife probably won’t be able to give you a lot of strength for a while. Perhaps all I can do is refrain from going out of this place and give you occasional advice in this way… Please understand.]
She knew well why she was saying this, even if she didn’t have to tell me why.
If I met her 300 years ago, one of them would have to disappear.
When I answered as if I already knew, this time Sbangali opened her mouth.
[So do I. So please understand.]
[Well? Svengali, aren’t you already sealed at this point? I must have remembered that.]
At Minerva’s words, Sbengali responded immediately, with a sarcasm, as if her pride had been hurt.
[What are you saying? If you don’t know well, wouldn’t it be better not to pretend to know for nothing?]
[…] Whoa, Svengalli. Since we’ve been together all this time, it seems that the real woman has become funny.]
At her words, Sbengali mumbled with a startled laugh.
[If you look closely, you don’t know who this is because of. If someone hadn’t come to visit in the first place, none of this would have happened.]
[Yes, Nenom… !]
It was time for Minerva to shout something.
A loud voice rang out again.
[How long are you going to make this body wait, trivial thing!]
“… … .”
[…] Let’s see.]
[Mugt… .]
At Sbangali’s words, Minerva made a strange noise, as if embarrassed, and remained silent.
Then, as if it was going well, he made a loud, scratching sound on his neck, and then clapped his beak.
[Yeah, let me tell you in case you don’t know either. Make sure you remember it well.]
“What? Are you telling me to be careful when I meet you from the past?”
[Um, what. That would be nice too… But first of all, it’s about this world.]
Sbangali continued speaking in an insignificant voice.
[Is this world simply from your world 300 years ago, or is it a parallel world… I can’t figure it out yet.]
“What’s different? Does that matter?”
[Not important.]
Sbengali asserted.
[In the former case, everything has already been decided, and in the latter case, it is just a sudden… Yes, because it is nothing more than an incident that can be called an accident.]
He said so and squealed as usual.
[I just hope you know how big this difference is.]
[…] dear Anyway, the original woman also had something to say about it.]
Then, having regained some consciousness, Minerva said in a hesitant voice, not like her.
[I can’t get over the thought that this was supposed to happen from the beginning.]
She muttered in a voice that was suddenly immersed in memories.
[No, yes… okay. right, yes it would be… .]
She had been saying something to herself in a low voice, but she spoke to me in a confident voice.
[As I told you in the past, her memory was blurred. However, I have been reminded of myself over and over again so as not to forget at least the one fact that you and my mother met 300 years ago, before she sealed herself. So I’m sure.]
She spoke emphatically to me, as if never to be forgotten.
[My wife was 300 years ago… So, at this point, I met you. And from you I learned defeat, learned humility, and learned a lot. Literally, it was as short and short as a dream of one night, but that’s why it remained vividly in my mother’s memory.]
“… Wait, Minerva. do i beat you? You, who rushes at you with all your might in your prime?”
[okay.]
I couldn’t believe it, so when I asked her, she was sure.
To tell the truth, he was thinking that if he used dragon blood to fight with the king of thorns, he might somehow be able to get along with her.
But, what if she felt uncomfortable 300 years ago after using hemolysis?
What if the King of Thorns was used and Svengali in this world noticed it?
Because of this, it was only difficult to know how to fight her.
And this kind of worry was a problem that both Minerva and Svengalli were aware of as well as myself.
[…] Umm, yes, I remember clearly. Even though she put all her strength into it, she is defeated by you. I didn’t lose through trickery or trickery, I just lost in a battle of strength.]
[I feel this again, but this guy has turned into a monster worse than a monster.]
Sbengali murmured in disgust.
[It seems like yesterday that I was embarrassed too… Now it’s better to call him the Seven Evil Bells instead of human beings… Hmm!]
The boy didn’t mumble anything, but let out a quick cough.
Then suddenly asked Minerva.
[…] Yes, then Minerva. How the hell did you lose to this guy? Based on that, you should come up with a plan or alternative defense. Tell me everything you remember.]
[…] … all.]
[What?]
[Hey, he said he didn’t remember anything!]
Minerva yelled angrily at Svengali for nothing.
Sbangali replied back as if it made sense.
[Are you telling me to believe it now? Now, what are you hiding because you’re ashamed? huh? Like you said, 300 years ago.]
[Ji, it’s true. How vague your memory is, you don’t know Sbangali!]
She quickly shot at her as if she was embarrassed.
[Do you know that I want to be like this? I don’t know why the real woman from 300 years ago behaved like that in the first place… I can only remember sparse memories with him, so this one is more frustrating and sad! It’s hard to remember the children’s nursery rhymes he sang, the times when I taught the multiplication table, and the memories that taught me the constellations, but what’s the point of knowing how the real woman lost to him!]
Sbengali sighed in frustration at her answer and scoffed at her.
[Yes, yes. Memories that are inherently unfavorable to you are quickly forgotten.]
[…] Shut up.]
[But I didn’t know that Minerva, who lived with my flair, would forget even the strong memory of the first defeat you suffered.]
[I must have told you to shut up?]
[Oh, isn’t it? Yes, I was so proud of myself that I wanted to quickly forget about it… .]
[Sbengali… ! You really want to die by your real woman… !]
That was then.
It was a rumble, the heavens and the earth shook, and a roaring sound as if struck by lightning.
And we all knew who made the sound.
As I was aware, I was walking at a brisk pace and now I was almost running.
[Bo, this woman is no help again… .]
Minerva now muttered in a voice almost weeping.
“No way. Why is this your fault? Don’t be so stingy, Minerva.”
I said while running almost at full power.
“If you can’t help me, then who the hell is going to help me?”
It was a bit funny to say that while running, but luckily Minerva didn’t seem to mind. On the contrary, I felt that my heart had been relieved a little.
[Is that so… .]
She murmured as if she was happy, and then let out a moan as if worried.
Then he asked me carefully.
[That, dear. then… Is it okay if this Minerva, who has been of some help to you, just asks… ?]
“What?”
[Well, in a little while, I will meet my real woman from 300 years ago… .]
Minerva hesitated and muttered.
[So, there were times when I was too young and there were times when I was full of confidence… .]
“yes.”
[You, don’t be too disillusioned… .]
She mumbled excuses in a crawling voice.
[Gee, because it was a time of flurry… .]
If you laugh now, it will be a big deal.
Having endured it somehow, I had no choice but to say yes.
* * *
And the situation goes back to a little while ago.
Minerva from the past, sitting on the roof of a large mansion that looked like a castle and looking down at me, was a little bigger and more threatening than I remembered.
She purred as she looked at me with her characteristic crimson eyes.
[…] Is the author correct?]
There was a roar, and Milited, who had been lying under her forefoot, screamed.
“Oh, ah ah ah! That’s right! That’s right! The author is the man I was talking about!”
[Hey, when I asked how the hell did you know, there was an informant.]
Sbengali muttered in admiration as if it was great.
[Did I tell you not to trust that bastard? Or maybe I didn’t say it because it was too natural.]
It was sympathetic that Milited could not be trusted, but at least it didn’t seem like what a guy who tried to manipulate and manipulate other people’s brains was talking about.
“How else could that be possible? Milited’s body is liquid. Physical attacks don’t work, and even if you hold them like that, you’ll be able to escape quickly.”
It was Minerva who answered my question.
[It seems to have been mixed with the venom of the original woman. The crab sticks together as if it is entangled, and the substance is caught. In fact, it was also the method I liked to use when dealing with the Milited.]
[So Minerva, did you spit when you met him? That’s a great taste.]
[…] Anyway, this is the first time I’ve seen a woman completely incapacitated like that. It seems like I was hit properly, or maybe even a surprise attack.]
Minerva ended the conversation, ignoring Svengalli’s ridicule. I nodded knowingly and took a few steps closer to her.
Then Minerva of the past roared loudly, as if he didn’t like it.
[Now, who are you looking at with your eyes open?]
Her roar pierced the surroundings as if it had a reality. Suddenly, the shock wave that hit my body felt as if my intestines were piercing and ringing.
[We face the threat of a mighty being!]
[All stats are temporarily reduced!]
[With the effect of dragon blood, you successfully resist the threat of a mighty being!]
[All stats that were temporarily reduced have been restored.]
[Hoo… ?]
Except for a slight frown, her eyes twinkled as if interested in my normal appearance.
[If it were a normal human, he would have vomited blood and his intestines burst and died… .]
“… … .”
Hearing her murmuring, I came to think again that I had done well to tell Han Soo-young to stay away just in case. Of course, she said she couldn’t run away on her own, but when I told her to think back to when she was dealing with Minerva, she just clenched her teeth.
Instead of fighting with Han Soo-young in mind if there was a fight, I was arguing that even I might die, and she understood my words perfectly.
I’m not a kid who does stupid things based on emotions, so there’s nothing to worry about. In addition, I even left Laune in my hand, so I had nothing to fuss about right now.
… Just how do you get out of this situation?
That was just the problem.
[Indeed, Milited, just as you said. Very interesting. It’s the first time I’ve seen such a person in my life.]
“Yeah, yes. So now me… .”
[Yes, it was.]
At Milited’s pleading words, Minerva slapped him with his paws, which had been crushing him, as if knowingly understood. She still muttered in a muffled voice, without seeing him smashed to the ground and shattered.
[Now I have nothing to see you. It’s up to you to run away, die, or live your life ugly.]
“uh… uh huh… eww… !”
Millited, smashed to the ground and shattered to such an extent that it cannot be found in its original form, began to move towards each other, wriggling with fragments in order to somehow regenerate it. And seeing that, Minerva, with a very intentional act, smashed the building and dropped debris.
Milited vanished into the rubble of the building with a roar.
I heard a snort filled with contempt as I raised my hand to cover my face in the thickly rising dust.
[But you look too ugly to leave it alone.]
She just spit it out in a high-pitched, cold voice.
[Ah, ah… .]
… And there was someone who didn’t know what to do and was stumped with the same voice as her.
As if to represent her embarrassment, the shadow beneath me was shaking like a wave.
[Give your name.]
Minerva looked down at me and said so.
[Give this Minerva the honor of revealing her name. Know it with the honor of a lifetime.]
[Mi, that’s crazy! You must have gone crazy!]
Minerva shouted that to the former Minerva.
And she yelled at me.
[Dear, is not now the time to do what you taught your real woman?!]
“What?”
[It’s a win-win, a win-win!]
I never expected in my dreams that the words “Sunbread Victory” would come out of her mouth, who always spoke in a relaxed and elegant manner.
[Didn’t you always say that hitting first is the best! Right now, now!]
“What… .”
Minerva exclaimed as if frustrated with my words of whether or not it should be resolved through conversation.
[The original woman knows her very well! As long as you’ve already come this far, you’re probably full of thoughts about fighting instead of talking! Conversation is nothing more than entertainment, so when you’re so careless, you should hit it with all your might!]
I had a different opinion when she told me to kill Pak Gi.
Yeah, if you have to fight anyway, it might be right to do what she says. There were some things that she had guaranteed herself, and above all, I didn’t think I could solve it by talking to Minerva either.
“Sbengali. Let me ask you one thing.”
[Well?]
“Are you sealed at this point?”
[…] Well, yes.]
“Then it won’t matter.”
With those words, my vision darkened.
Minerva quickly pulled me into the shadows. Without panic, I immediately used the King of Thorns.
[The King of Thorns has been activated.]
[The thorns will soon be you.]
[what. Hey, where have you been running away from?]
Then came the voice of Minerva from the past, which seemed startled. Her voice, convinced that she had run away, gave a slight smile.
[What… ?]
Minerva spit me right in front of her.
Literally, in an instant, his crimson eyes twitched as if surprised when I appeared in front of him.
[hi?]
As I said hello, I punched her face with all my might.
A loud noise like a bomb exploding.
Then came the sound of a roar filled with anger followed by a thump and the sound of something heavy falling.
It was a sudden surprise, but Minerva was knocked down by my fist.
[great!]
And Minerva, who was in the shadows, spit out cheers as if moved by the sight.