Round 379

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I woke up and immediately started tending to the field.  

This was one of the routines that rarely changed.  

Honestly, there wasn’t much I had to do, but it was something so fundamental to me that I did it as naturally as breathing.  

“It’s already level 6.”  

I looked over the freshly harvested tomato.  

What was fascinating was that once crops reached level 5, they began to show variety in species.  

The level 6 tomato I had just harvested wasn’t a cherry tomato like before, but a tomato about the size of Ara’s fist.  

Too big for a single bite, but you could finish it in about two.  

The effect hadn’t changed much, but the flavor had. It lost a bit of its sweetness and gained a fresher taste.  

Though “fresh” might feel vague, there was no better word to describe the taste.  

Maybe I just lacked vocabulary?  

“Yum yum.”  

Ara was happily tasting the tomato, holding one in each hand with a bright smile.  

Next to her, Cheong, who loved the field more than anyone else, was pouting at the sight.  

“You have to work hard too, sister!”  

“Okay!”  

“Sister, you’re only good at answering!”  

“Okay!”  

Ara was a bit unusual in that, unlike other slimes, she preferred eating to working in the field.  

Other slimes would go crazy over farming and rush in, but Ara had emotions more similar to a human’s.  

Thanks to that, I rarely saw her working the fields outside the early days. Of course, she helped, but only to the extent I did.  

“Is this about done?”  

“Yes!”  

“Okay!”  

“Then shall we move the items the merfolk brought yesterday?”  

Mammon would probably love them.  

The guild master even asked last time when the next piece was coming out.  

‘Maybe I should send Katrina a gift too…’  

The guild master and Katrina were diehard fans of Mammon.  

I couldn’t quite understand that world of art, but Mammon’s work seemed to have a fervent following over there.  

Leaving Cheong behind to play in the field a little longer, Ara and I took the cart together. Our destination was the Cat Village, where Mammon lived.  

“You’ve been in the Nyang Village every day lately.”  

“A big! Furnace is there!”  

“Yeah. If I knew you’d love it this much, I would’ve made one in Gnoll Village too.”  

“Let’s build one!”  

“Shall we? No need to overthink it.”  

I decided to build a large furnace in Gnoll Village too.  

Of course, after discussing it with the others.  

On the way to the Cat Village, we planned to stop by the ranch.  

Piglets that weren’t even three days old yet.  

Romrom’s babies were growing fast.  

– Oink.  

“Yeah, yeah.”  

Romrom had become a total sweetheart now.  

As soon as she saw Ara and me, she pressed her nose against us affectionately.  

Ara handed Romrom a freshly harvested tomato.  

– Oink!  

Romrom happily munched on the tomato.  

Meanwhile, I checked on the piglets clinging to her belly.  

Sixteen piglets in total.  

They were starting to show signs of opening their eyes.  

“They’re growing so fast.”  

“Growing up strong, they are!”  

Ara picked up one particularly dark-colored piglet and examined it.  

The little black piglet squirmed as if to say, “Don’t touch me.”  

– Squeak!  

“Hehe, so cute.”  

Ara rubbed the piglet against her cheek.  

I thought about taking a photo of that moment and sending it to Seon-ah.  

Recently, Seon-ah had been able to visit after work and had restarted Ara’s daily life channel.  

Thanks to that, the YouTube channel began to regain some of its former energy, though not quite as much as before.  

Now sponsorship offers were flooding in.  

Though I hadn’t signed any contracts yet because it was a hassle.  

“You’re all adjusting well. You’ve been working hard.”  

– Chirp!  

– Meep!  

Gnolls and goblins, who now looked like they were the same species.  

They were always together.  

Gnolls, goblins, and the Breeding Tribe were in charge of ranch management. Rabbits handled distribution. Gnolls took care of fence repair and construction, while goblins tended the livestock.  

The wild boars recently captured from Chiyon had successfully integrated with the existing ones.  

There were some issues at first, but food quickly solved them.  

“Deliciousness is justice.”  

I learned this painful truth while conquering six of the Seven Deadly Sins.  

And my crops just kept getting tastier—  

Not to mention, more diverse.  

Thanks to Jae-seong’s requests, I’d been planting all sorts of things.  

It became harder to keep track of each crop like I used to.  

These days, most of the fieldwork was left to the slimes, and I had taken a step back to manage things more diligently.  

“Eat well and work hard.”  

After handing out freshly picked tomatoes to the hardworking folks, I got back on the cart.  

Soon, in less than ten minutes, we arrived at the Cat Village.  

The first thing we saw were the adorable little back-of-the-heads.  

“Hey guys, morning? Did you sleep well?”  

– Grand Lord!  

– Grand Lord, you’re here? 

Hehe.  

Mammon, Frey, and Bell were there.  

Frey was constantly showing off her head like she was proud—probably flaunting her tiara.  

– We were just making Ara’s crown!  

“Oh, really?”  

– Meow.  

Instead of replying, Bell greeted us with a cry and swung his hammer around haphazardly.  

But despite his clumsy appearance, the work was progressing quickly.  

– Meow.  

– Nyaa!  

As the assisting cats scurried around, Ara’s crown was nearing completion.  

“Ooooh!”  

Ara’s eyes sparkled as she hopped around.  

In the meantime, I handed over the ornaments the merfolk had retrieved to Mammon and Frey.  

– Oh my! This is…!  

– Wow, so pretty!  

Beautiful corals, seashells, and mysterious minerals were scattered throughout.  

– Ooooh, there are pearls too.  

“Pearls? Where?”  

Looking at the shell Mammon pointed to, there really was a pearl inside.  

So they’d hidden them in there.  

We opened the closed shells and took out the pearls.  

It seemed they’d done this deliberately for easier transport.  

– The quality is excellent. This is premium-grade.  

“Really?”  

Since Mammon was an expert in minerals and gems, I trusted his judgment.  

Pearls were gemstones too, so he’d definitely know.  

– Back when the sea existed, we often dealt with pearls like these. But these are even better quality than those.  

“Even someone like me with no knowledge can tell they look great.”  

Not only were they big, but their shape and luster were beautiful.  

Some had a pink tint, while others shimmered with black.  

We sorted the pearls by color, and the coral and shells by type.  

– Can I use these?!  

“Of course.”  

– Yay! They’ll look so pretty when added into the designs!

– Since we’re on the topic, maybe we could use these for Ara’s crown or your tiara too?  

– Oh! That’s actually a good idea, coming from you, Mammon!  

– What’s that supposed to mean.  

I stepped in to stop the two from bickering again and started working in one corner of the forge.  

First, I sorted the seashells properly.  

Then I began to polish them.  

“Huh? This isn’t how I remember it.”  

– What do you mean?  

“I saw somewhere that you only use the flat parts of the shell. I think it’s called najeonchilgi?”  

– I want to know more!  

Frey stopped polishing the shell, clearly eager to check right away.  

Hmm, too bad we don’t have internet here.  

Thanks to Son Ogon, we had been working on wiring for electricity, but Wi-Fi was still out of reach.  

Actually, even the electricity wasn’t fully installed yet, so this kind of stuff was still inconvenient.  

“I’ll step out and download a najeonchilgi video real quick.”  

– I’ll keep working in the meantime!  

– I’m curious too! New techniques always get my heart racing!  

For Frey and Mammon’s sake, I had to bring back some najeonchilgi footage.  

And I was planning to head out anyway to see if the Demon King’s powers worked on guild members too—perfect timing.  

I told them I’d be back shortly and took the cart toward the dungeon entrance.  

Once outside, I spotted some staff prepping the restaurant.  

“Good morning.”  

“Oh, boss!”  

I had been in charge of bringing them into the dungeon at scheduled times, so they were a bit surprised to see me out early today.  

“I’ll be back shortly.”  

“Yes! Have a safe trip!”  

I waved at lively Jung-yul’s greeting.  

He had become even more enthusiastic after getting his star rating.  

‘He was already passionate before, but now it’s on another level.’  

Outside, I checked my phone and found a pile of messages.  

But most were routine matters—nothing related to the Demon King’s powers.  

Still, just in case, I contacted the guild leader.  

Brrr.  

Click.  

“Hello, Guild Leader.”  

– Ah, Mr. Kyuseong! Good morning.  

The Guild Leader responded warmly.  

I asked if anything unusual had happened lately.  

Well… other than the Saudis constantly shouting “Korea, Korea” every day, not really.  

“Ah, haha.”  

I gave an awkward laugh and confirmed there was nothing serious, then hung up.  

It seemed my powers didn’t extend to guild members—probably for the best.  

While I was outside, I downloaded three videos on najeonchilgi, then returned to the dungeon.  

Just as I arrived, Jae-seong, who seemed to be finishing preparations, greeted me.  

“You’re working hard, Jae-seong.”  

“Hehe. Not at all. It’s not hard—I’m having fun every day.”  

Look at that innocent bear-like expression.  

How are we three siblings all so different?  

“Oh, Jae-seong. The merfolk found something in the sea.”  

I pulled out what looked like gemstones—but were actually salt—and handed them to Jae-seong.  

They came in various colors, looking like transparent crayons.  

“What is this? Huh? Is it salt?”  

“Wow, as expected of a chef. How’d you know?”  

“I think I could taste a bit of saltiness.”  

… Wait, he could tell just by looking?  

These salt chunks were less salty than regular salt, but he sensed it just by sight?  

Just as I was admiring Jae-seong’s extraordinary senses, he quickly tasted one.  

“Mmm! It’s salt, but the flavor is so rich! And it’s not artificial—this tastes like pure natural seasoning.”  

“How is it? Think it’ll be useful for cooking?”  

“Absolutely! I’m already imagining how I can use it!”  

Seeing him that happy made me feel proud too.  

I told him I’d bring more of the salt later and said goodbye.  

Returning to the dungeon, I headed toward the ones who must’ve been waiting impatiently for me.  

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”  

– Not at all! In fact—  

Mammon pointed at Frey, who was deeply focused.  

Frey was crouched down, carefully carving her tiara.  

“So cute.”  

She didn’t even notice I had arrived.  

Next to her, Bell was still working on Ara’s crown, with Ara watching closely.  

“Here, take a look at this.”  

– Ooooh.  

Mammon watched as I handed over my phone and pulled up the najeonchilgi video.  

After watching for about five minutes, Mammon let out a gasp.  

– I never even considered this method of processing. Why didn’t I think of this before?  

At that moment, Frey snapped out of her concentration.  

– Whew! Ah, Grand Lord! You’re back!  

“Yeah. You were really focused, weren’t you, Frey?”  

– Yes! Oh, is that the video? Can I watch it too?  

“Of course.”  

The two of them then watched the video together from the beginning.  

They discussed it excitedly, exchanging ideas as they watched it to the end.  

Seeing them huddled so close, they looked like the best of friends—despite all the bickering they did every day.  

– Let’s try it right away!  

– Yeah!  

The two of them enthusiastically began slicing the pile of seashells.  

I was really curious how their version of najeonchilgi would turn out.  

– Everyone’s working so hard.  

“Huh? Verna?”  

At the sound of a voice behind me, I turned and saw Verna fluttering over with her wings.  

“It’s Verna! Verna’s tiara is ready too!”  

Ara, noticing Verna’s arrival, pointed to a tiara that looked similar to Frey’s but had its own unique design.  

– Hoho! I knew it would be ready!  

“So you came for your tiara, huh?”  

– That’s right.  

Verna replied boldly, then flew up with a regal expression and quickly placed the tiara on her head.  

– Hmm, perfect fit. I give it 97 points.  

“Huh? Why not 100?”  

– Just because! If I give out 100 too easily, it feels like I’m being too generous.  

Hmph, our Verna.  

For some reason, she reminded me of the old Frey.  

But then, suddenly—  

Ding!  

[The Goddess of Mercy, Verna, has fallen due to the Tiara of Sloth.]

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Patron 249

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“…Phew.”

The space was completely severed by the golden crown.

As the magic circle drawn around her activated and darkness began to descend over the ashen sky, Rine suddenly recalled a memory from the past.

The beginning of that memory was always a small cabin.

When she walked into that small cabin, there was a warm family.

A mother cooking food.

A father sitting at the desk, chatting gently with the mother.

And three children chattering and running around nearby.

Even though more than ten years had passed, that memory had not faded.

No, in fact, each time it surfaced, it only became more vivid in her mind.

What rose next was a clear voice.

“Mom! Dad! A big sister told me that there’s a secret only I can know! Do you know what it is?”

In front of Rine, a tiny girl who couldn’t even reach her waist laughed gleefully.

The little girl chattered happily, her small lips fluttering.

No—Rine in the past had delivered a strange woman’s words to her parents.

And with that, the memory once again displayed the scene Rine always saw in her dreams.

The corpse of a woman whose throat had been torn out.

A man murdered with his limbs twisted in every direction.

And the grotesque sight of three children who had lost all life, blood gushing from every hole in their bodies.

The sin she had committed herself.

The horrific scene created by her own ignorance became engraved before her eyes.

What rose next was the memory of “that time.”

When she received powers from the godfather, and unknowingly became a little arrogant.

That encounter.

The encounter with Emil that made her lose something precious to herself—

In the end, Rine couldn’t do anything during that encounter.

Even in that battle, she had only received help.

A being who couldn’t protect anything and only received help.

A being who could only lose everything if she failed to protect.

A being utterly useless.

Worthless.

That was the evaluation Rine gave herself.

And so, she was rather glad about this situation.

She, who had never once been able to protect someone, had finally protected something.

The one she cherished the most.

The one who called her family, even though she had trampled on everything due to her ignorance.

Someone precious.

Rine turned her gaze.

On the opposite side, she saw the figure of Agu, sealed together with her.

Not even a drop of reason remained.

But regardless of what anyone said, it possessed the clear power of greed.

The power to make anything its own using hundreds of years.

It was right there.

And that wasn’t all.

Rine had gained something truly precious.

She had gotten the chance to become “a precious existence” to someone she held dear.

Some might call her foolish.

They might think she was just being used and discarded.

But no matter what whispers came her way, the faint smile on Rine’s lips wouldn’t fade.

Because she knew the godfather well.

He was a gentle person.

He hated seeing others get hurt.

Even in situations where it would be natural to act selfishly, he simply couldn’t.

He might believe he was being selfish, but to anyone watching, he was someone who moved for others.

Because he was such a person, Rine was certain.

That when she escaped this space, she would become someone precious to Alon.

“…Seven hundred years.”

It had been a long time.

Truly, an incredibly long time.

And yet, she was okay.

Because it was time to gain the strength to protect someone dear.

Time to take a place in the godfather’s heart.

It hadn’t been such a long time after all.

Rine smiled and opened the books in her mental library.

There was still so much to do.

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Alon—

No, to the elves, he was known as the “Primordial Elf” who revived the World Tree.

To other races, he was known as the “Celestial Being.”

It had been a month since he vanished.

Since he dealt with Baarma, which could be called the “Black Thing,”

The world had begun quickly returning to its original state.

The ashen sky that had stolen the sun from them was now bathed in warm sunlight, the darkened land now smelled fresh and earthy again, as if nothing had happened.

Everything was gradually returning to how it once was.

And in the center of the elven land of Greynifra, which regained its greenery fastest of all, at the World Tree—

“……”

Four men and women of different races knelt in silence before a tombstone under the tree.

Sniffle—

Someone was crying.

Someone remained silent.

“……”

Someone else wore a pained expression.

Though they each showed different emotions, they shared one thing in common.

Among them, the heterochromatic-eyed boy who had remained silent stood up and turned around.

“Where are you going?”

The girl—no, the dragonkin—who had been sniffing asked.

The boy opened his mouth, with a maturity that didn’t match his age.

“To get stronger.”

“Why?”

“Because I’ll take revenge.”

“…On who?”

“That white one.”

With eyes burning in deep fury, the boy said—

“I know Brother could’ve survived back then. I saw it with my own eyes, at the bottom of that underground place. If that white one hadn’t suddenly appeared out of nowhere…”

He gritted his teeth.

“That’s why, I’ll find that bastard who disappeared to who-knows-where, and kill him with my sister. I’ll avenge Brother who saved me… no matter how long it takes.”

And with that resolve, Nangwon—

“Even if I have to break the promise Brother made me keep.”

He turned and walked toward the place where his sister waited.

After Nangwon completely vanished from sight, the remaining ones began to rise, one by one.

“…The god said, if someone named Eliban ever asks for help, to be good to him. That means I need to get stronger. And when that time comes…”

Ria muttered as she left.

“I’m uuh~”

The black dragon, who kept sobbing, had eyes filled with tears, but eventually walked away weakly.

And the last one left—

“……”

Was Ryanga.

In the now-silent place where everyone else had gone.  

However, Ryanga did not move a single step from in front of the World Tree and simply stared at the tombstone.

And then.

“…I don’t believe it.”

She muttered.

Very quietly.

So faintly that no one could hear it.

But—

“Chief isn’t dead.”

In a voice filled with certainty.

Even if the others hadn’t seen it, she had.

In that final moment.

Chief hadn’t been consumed by the abyss that devoured all of Baarma.

Purple.

With something purple, he hadn’t died but disappeared.

Others hadn’t believed it, but Ryanga believed what she saw.

That’s why—

Ryanga recalled the final words Alon had spoken.

The voice that suddenly echoed in her mind as he fell.

‘Live righteously.’

Ryanga clenched her fists tightly.

From now on, that would be the goal of her life.

It would become her justification.

Because—

Chief was alive.

He would return to her someday.

So for that time—

“……”

To be acknowledged by Chief, to be told she had lived righteously.

…To see that face once more.

She would keep on living.

……The noble-kin who devoured her own kind left Greynifra in the late hours of dawn.

And at that moment—

“………”

In the kingdom of Greynifra.

Now the only remaining high elf, an elf untainted by any curse, Magrina stared blankly at the ring placed beneath her desk.

A ring of such a simple design, without any special patterns.

And yet, the reason Magrina kept staring at it endlessly— was because she knew it was the ring worn by Alon—no, her older brother.

‘Why is this…’

Magrina dazedly recalled what happened earlier.

The moment the ring suddenly bounced into the carriage as she returned to the capital.

‘A man with blue eyes.’

When she hurriedly looked outside the carriage, the crowd was so large it was overwhelming.

Even so, among the crowd, Magrina immediately recognized him.

The one who placed the ring inside the carriage.

……Who in the world was he?

Though his entire body was thoroughly concealed, she saw it clearly.

Those vivid blue eyes stared straight at her before vanishing.

Who could it be?

No matter how much she thought, she couldn’t find an answer.

Because she couldn’t recall anyone with such deep blue eyes.

Magrina quietly lifted the ring.

No matter how many times she checked, it was indeed the ring her brother had worn.

‘Could Brother still be alive…?’

A hope that rose in her without her realizing it.

But soon, she buried that hope deep within her.

Because she had seen it.

The Primordial Elf— her older brother, deep within the underground, saving the allied forces and meeting his end.

With a somber expression, Magrina grasped the ring on her desk and recalled the last words her brother had spoken.

[You’ll be able to lead the elves well.]

Words meant for her, even in his final moments.

Recalling that voice, Magrina made a quiet vow.

To follow his words.

To follow them and lead the elves.

To become a queen.

The resolve she had engraved in her heart countless times, she engraved once more.

And at that very moment—

Beside the shattered World Tree where Baarma had met his end, a lone figure silently stared at the place where Baarma’s corpse had once been.

With jet-black, pitch-dark eyes, the figure stared into the massive hole where Baarma had perished.

No—

The man who had once been a disciple of Baarma.

Grinned—

Unconsciously, he let out a chuckle.

Even though the god he had believed in, the one with overwhelming power, was now dead.

Even though countless believers had fallen into despair.

He did not.

No—there was no need to despair.

Because someone even more worthy of his faith than Baarma had appeared.

The man recalled— the god who had turned the world into ice and painted the Milky Way across the ashen sky.

The god who, for someone like him who worshipped strength— was worth devoting his faith to.

The great god who had made him forsake his faith in Baarma— he slowly raised his head.

“…Worship.”

He worshipped quietly.

Soon, the half-remaining black horn faintly revealed its form against the night sky.

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“I think… it’s finally complete now…”

“Hoo…”

To Penia’s oddly hesitant voice, Alon, who had collapsed powerlessly, looked out at the violet world.

That world was recreated exactly the same as it had been before Alon fell long ago.

“Should we go out right away?”

“No, since it’s properly stabilized now, it won’t shake as long as we don’t interfere with it.”

“…Then let’s rest a little.”

Alon let out a deep sigh.

His head grew complicated, and he roughly scratched at his scalp.

It was because of Rine.

Alon recalled what he had seen before in Greynifra.

When he discovered the Mother of Greed, who should not have been there, and felt something was off.

‘…So that was why.’

Thinking to take a short rest, Alon soon stood back up.

Because he had to undo Rine’s seal.

Then, he suddenly made a strange face.

The reason was—

…Where did the ring go?

The oath ring that should have been on his finger had vanished.

‘I’m sure I never took it off…’

But for now, getting out of here came first.

Alon turned his gaze to Penia.

“Let’s go for now.”

“Ah, yes!”

Perhaps sensing Alon’s foul mood, Penia quickly responded.

As Alon began moving with her out the door, he calmly recalled the final moments.

The moment when he blocked the children who tried to save him,

And left his final words with magic.

‘I hope the message got through…’

As he remembered each of the children’s faces, he thought of Ria.

He hadn’t recognized her at first, but as they spent more time together, he came to know her name was Historia.

And so, he realized her identity immediately,

And left a message for her too.

Recalling the final moment lasted only briefly.

Then Alon turned to Penia and asked, “When we were flung away, did we return to that point in time?”

“Mm—if my calculations are correct, yes.”

Eventually, as they stepped outside, what came into view was—

“…Seriously, you didn’t say a single proper goodbye, and now you leave like this… What does that make me?”

It was Evan’s very familiar back.

Wearing black armor.

Standing before a very antique coffin, radiating deep sorrow.

Surrounding him were many others, mourning silently.

The Duke of Altia and Count Zenonia, along with other nobles, were lined up and quietly paying their respects.

Even right beside the coffin, Yuman was murmuring a prayer while radiating divine power in all directions.

“……”

Somehow, it felt like an atmosphere too solemn to disturb.

Because of that, Alon froze where he stood.

Penia, who followed after, also quickly grasped the situation and merely rolled her eyes.

And then—

“…Still, I must live on. It was a pleasure, Marquis… The money you left me… I’ll use it well.”

As Evan said that with a sorrowful smile, referring to money Alon never actually left to him, the moment he turned around— Alon met his eyes.

“???”

Evan’s pupils instantly dilated.

But before he could react—

“…Penia. She was a rude bastard, but she was still a good friend.”

“She was really rude… but yeah, a good friend…”

“Right.”

“…A good… friend… me?”

As they talked, looking at the other coffin placed next to Alon’s.

“What the hell did you just say?”

Penia suddenly muttered as she rolled her eyes and let out a hard ‘crack’ sound.

And in an instant, all eyes turned in one direction.

““???””

The heavy, solemn, sorrowful atmosphere— was suddenly filled with—

“?????”

Utter confusion and stunned silence.

Alon, for the first time, truly felt what a suffocating atmosphere was.

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Round 378

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The newly acquired ability, [Lord of Salvation].  

One of its effects was clearly that the abilities of all my subordinates and familiars under my command would increase by one level.  

‘No way?’  

An ability level increase by one stage.  

I thought this simply meant getting a little stronger…  

But now that I see it, it literally meant a full-level upgrade.  

Thanks to that, Kyler, who was a Level 9 Awakener, became a Level 10 Awakener.  

“This is just unbelievable…”  

A Level 10 Awakener!  

There were only seven Level 9 Awakener individuals in the entire world.  

And even they had cleared all their quests and exhausted all their potential, unable to grow any further. They had essentially hit the ceiling.  

But I had just forcibly broken through that ceiling.  

No matter how I looked at it, it felt like a cheat.  

“I-I just acquired a new ability, and I think that’s the reason.”  

“A new ability? Are you saying you’ve had a second Awakening? No, wait! Kyu-seong is already a dual Awakener…”  

Kyler, who already looked pale while speaking, now turned completely white.  

“Tr-Triple Awakening.”  

Scratch scratch.  

“That’s what happened.”  

As I scratched my head and spoke, Kyler stood frozen without a single reaction.  

He seemed to be in deep shock, which was somewhat understandable.  

I might be the only person in the entire world with a triple Awakening.  

But I felt somewhat justified.  

‘After all that hardship!’  

Of course, I didn’t go through all that hoping for an Awakening, but I now had six of the Seven Deadly Sins as my subordinates and even had territory in another dimension.  

Who else could have pulled that off!  

‘Only… I could…’  

I even indulged in thoughts like I was the protagonist of a comic.  

“Kyu-seong, this doesn’t seem like something to take lightly.”  

“Really?”  

“When I just became a Level 10 Awakener, I discovered that from Level 10 onward, abilities become unique.”  

“Unique abilities?”  

What’s that supposed to mean?  

Upon hearing Kyler’s explanation, I learned that his original ability, [Adaptation], had become a unique ability called [Homunculus].  

“Ohh. That sounds kind of cool.”  

“W-Well… it literally means a small human in a flask, or artificial lifeform…”  

“Still, it sounds like something that can adapt to anything.”  

“That part is true.”  

“Ah, then did Emily become a Level 9 as well this time?”  

“Yes. Emily has also reached Level 9. Thanks to that, future quests should be much easier to complete. The difficulty of the quests remains the same.”  

“That’s great!”  

Could this ability of mine also apply to the members of our Ara Hongryeon guild?  

I should go out and check.  

“Kyu-seong.”  

“Yes?”  

“Does this new ability only apply to Awakener like me and Emily?”  

“No. It applies to all my subordinates.”  

“Does that include the Seven Deadly Sins under your command…?”  

“Yes, that’s right.”  

Kyler’s complexion, which had just started to return to normal, began to turn pale again.  

“Then… does that mean all the Seven Deadly Sins have also gotten one level stronger?”  

“T-That seems to be the case?”  

No wonder everyone had been making such a fuss about feeling stronger—turns out they became way stronger than I thought!  

The Seven Deadly Sins were about the level of Level 9 boss monsters.  

They were only manageable with a party of Level 9 Awakener.  

Now they’d need a party of Level 10 Awakener just to be handled?  

“Ha ha.”  

It was finally sinking in.  

The ability I just Awakener as a Demon King was actually an absurdly powerful one.  

At first, I only thought, “Oh? This is pretty good,” because it made my territories free from poor harvests.  

“Kyler…”  

“Yes, Kyu-seong?”  

“I think I might be invincible now.”  

“…That does seem to be the case.”  

It sounded ridiculous, but it wasn’t wrong.  

As I was enjoying the not-so-joking joke, Ara suddenly popped! and appeared.  

She literally jumped out from empty space, and both Kyler and I were startled mid-conversation.  

“Ara! How did you do that?!”  

“I copied Grandpa.”  

“Grandpa? Hassan?”  

“Yep!”  

Ara answered casually.  

I looked at her in disbelief, then glanced at Kyler, who was mumbling in despair.  

“I became a Level 10 and still didn’t notice…”  

“Well then.”  

Should I feel sorry for him or not?  

In any case, it was all good news.  

With little humans discovering a city of other races and tensions rising, everyone getting stronger was a relief.  

“I’m going to take Levi to the sea!”  

“Huh? Oh. Yeah, let’s do that.”  

I was still dazed from all the shocking information.  

Before I knew it, Levi was flapping eagerly, wanting water.  

—Ssshhhk.  

“Sorry, sorry. Let’s go now.”  

Ara hugged the waiting Levi, and we headed for the sea.  

When we crossed into the ocean, we were met by a crowd of very excited merfolk.  

—Kyu-seong!  

“Oh, Red Scale. What brings you here?”  

—I’m suddenly bursting with strength! Thanks to you…!  

I looked at the spot Red Scale gestured toward and saw a huge pile of items.  

Luxurious corals, shells, and various seafoods were stacked high.  

—I’m overflowing with power! Wahaha!  

“That’s great to hear.”  

—Yes! Thanks to you, it looks like our children will have siblings!  

“T-That’s wonderful news.”  

Is this guy bragging about his happy marriage life right now?!  

Bragging about your marriage in front of a single person is a crime!  

“Oh, Father was here too.”  

“Sure.”  

Now, my father was so used to the mermaids that he didn’t even pay them any mind as he fished.  

At this rate, he might even build a boat himself and go on a fishing trip out at sea.  

‘Not bad.’  

Before, I used to strongly oppose it, thinking it might be dangerous.  

But now, we had mermaids and Levi.  

As long as I asked them for help, there likely wouldn’t be any danger for my father.  

Next to him, the mermaid prince and princess were quietly watching him fish.  

They clapped and laughed every time he caught a fish.  

Though he didn’t show it, I could see the corners of my father’s mouth twitch every time the siblings expressed joy.  

“I’m going to swim too!”  

At some point, Ara had changed into her swimsuit and began warming up with Levi.  

These days, Ara did everything by herself without needing me to watch over her.  

She’d grown so much before I even realized it…  

“Ara, don’t grow up too fast.”  

“What are you talking about! I’m going to grow up fast!”  

“Ugh.”  

So this is what it feels like to be a father.  

Hearing Ara’s blunt reply, I began preparing to enter the water too.  

Once Ara, Levi, the mermaids, and I were underwater, I spotted something unfamiliar in the distance.  

‘Oh?’  

A coral city, similar to the one I’d seen in the Dungeon of Envy, had taken shape.  

It hadn’t been long since they moved, yet so much had already been built.  

After eating a Water Breathing Mushroom, I swam toward the city.  

Ara, seemingly curious about the mermaid city under construction, joined me.  

‘Wow, it’s beautiful!’  

The mermaid city was a kaleidoscope of colors.  

The height of splendor.  

Corals, rocks, shells, and various seaweeds decorated the city, all in vivid colors.  

If the Dungeon of Envy hadn’t been corrupted, maybe it would’ve originally looked this beautiful too.  

—Thanks to moving to such a great place, we’re building a record-breaking city. Thank you, Kyu-seong.  

“Grrk.”  

I nodded in response and gave a thumbs-up.  

Red Scale led me around for a tour, and I could tell that an underwater city was truly something special.  

What surprised me most were the aquafarms for seaweed, shellfish, and crustaceans.  

“Grrrrk.”  

—It’s not in full operation yet, but the seaweed farm should be ready in about a month.  

—The rest will be completed at one-month intervals.  

Wow, I didn’t expect that at all.  

It was a twist, in the best way.  

I had been a little worried that the influx of merfolk might deplete the local water resources, but if they had aquafarms, that wouldn’t be a problem.  

After touring the mermaid city, we returned to land and examined the various seafood and luxury goods the merfolk had delivered.  

Sorting all this was going to take quite a bit of time.  

Just as I thought that, the mermaids came out and started organizing everything.  

—This goes here.  

—And this one goes there.  

Neatly stacked piles of items.  

I began transporting the sorted goods to the Slime Village’s food storage using Bokkeum.  

When I saw Ashu nearby, I let her know, and she immediately began helping.  

—Ashu is a pro at this!  

The storage rooms had become so complicated, even I couldn’t remember everything anymore.  

I had a rough idea of where things were, but ever since I left the cooking to the Breeding Tribe, I’d forgotten a lot.  

Following Ashu around, I took out and placed items wherever she told me to using Bokkeum.  

“Looking at it now, it’s really gotten huge!”  

—It’s still getting bigger! Bigger! Ashu’s dream is growing that much too!  

Ashu’s wide-armed gesture was so cute I couldn’t resist squishing her cheeks.  

“Yeah, yeah. You’re doing great, Ashu.”  

—Ashu is really thankful to Kyu-seong Kyu-seong!  

—If not for Kyu-seong Kyu-seong, Ashu would still be boiling soup with dirt.  

“That actually makes me a bit curious? Wait, no. I didn’t mean that. Not curious at all.”  

Seeing Ashu’s eyes sparkle, I quickly changed the subject.  

“By the way, Ashu, you don’t seem to work at Jae-seong’s restaurant as much as I thought.”  

—Yeah! I do cooking research with them, but I want to cook for the people here in the dungeon!  

—We can’t only serve good food at the restaurant!  

“As expected of our Ashu. No one thinks of us the way you do!”  

—No, no! It’s actually good for everyone! Our tribe’s skills have grown fast thanks to real restaurant experience, and they bring that back here!  

She had a point.  

The Breeding Tribe bunnies worked on a rotating schedule at Jae-seong’s restaurant.  

There were some inconveniences with needing to retrain them constantly, but we’d decided to accept that.  

‘By now, the first rotation should be done, right?’  

They’d all likely had at least one shift at the restaurant, so things should be smoother now.  

In any case, Jae-seong’s restaurant, which had just earned its first star, was fully booked every day and wildly successful.  

There were even times when Hanul, Young-seong, and the Guildmaster stopped by the restaurant without even visiting me.  

It made me wonder if their obsession with me had finally started to fade, which was a relief.  

“Ah, once I finish sorting all this, I should head out for a bit.”  

—Why?  

“I need to check something. Didn’t you say you felt like you got a bit faster? I want to see if others are experiencing the same effect.”  

—Ah-ha!  

With that, I made a few more trips using Bokkeum to transfer the remaining seafood to storage.  

“Whew!”  

Now all that was left were corals, shells, and such.  

Looking closely, I noticed something that resembled gemstones.  

“What’s this?”  

—It’s a type of salt.  

“Salt?”  

I thought it was a luxury item, but it was salt?  

But I’d never seen salt like this before.  

It looked like uncut gemstones, each in different colors.  

It was stunningly beautiful.  

—It’s also the first time we’ve discovered this kind of salt in this sea.  

—Please try tasting it.  

At Red Scale’s suggestion, Ara and I gave it a lick.  

Crunch.  

Ara just bit into it. That must be salty.  

Lick.  

“Hm?”  

It wasn’t as salty as I expected.  

It was definitely salt, but the flavor was slightly different.  

“Umami?”  

I couldn’t quite describe it, but it had a taste similar to umami.  

Especially the kind you get from seafood.  

—Each color has a different flavor.  

—It seems the salt changes color depending on its mineral composition.  

“That’s fascinating.”  

Ara gave a thumbs-up as she happily munched on the salt.  

I was glad she liked it.  

Once we separated the salts, we found there was a good amount.  

As a new ingredient, it seemed like something Ashu and the restaurant staff would love.  

“I guess we can give the rest to the cats or the goblins.”  

Man, so busy, so busy!  

I wanted to go outside and check something, but time had flown, and it was already late evening.  

I guess I’ll get some sleep and finish the rest tomorrow, then head out.

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Patron 248

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The blinding white light that had taken everything away returned the lost senses to everyone present in the vast snowy field, fairly and equally.

First came hearing, with the sound of the rough wind.

Then came the sense of smell that made breathing feel like it would freeze the lungs, and the sense of touch that could feel the piercing cold.

And finally, sight.

“……”

Everyone could only stare blankly ahead.

There stood Baarma.

His torso and right arm had completely vanished, and Baarma had collapsed helplessly.

“Ah.”

“Ah—”

Voices burst out in disbelief at the impossible sight.

A faint gasp came from the Allied Forces.

Among Baarma’s followers, there was a deep sense of dismay and sighs.

They all stared ahead as if entranced.

That eerie and quiet silence was shattered by the dismayed voice of one of Baarma’s followers.

A groan of disbelief, as if unable to accept the situation.

Clang— He dropped his weapon, and as he blankly stared at the dismembered Baarma whose torso and right arm had been blown away,

“Uwaaaaah~!”

He shook his head in denial again and again, then let out a shrill scream and turned to run away.

For someone who had roamed around massacring other races as Baarma’s follower, it was a pitiful sight.

However, that retreat quickly spread fear among the other followers.

“O—”

“Uwaa~”

Even the devout followers who had shown unshakable faith began to drop their weapons one by one and back away.

A tiny crack formed from a small shock.

In an instant, fear spread like an epidemic.

“Our… our god—”

“This can’t be—”

It spread everywhere.

“This… this doesn’t make sense.”

“We can’t win, we’re going to lose—”

Continuously.

“Aaaaah!”

“Why is this happening!”

Endlessly.

“……”

This was not a situation where a fierce battle was raging.

Nor was it one where a blade hovered at their throats.

Even so, the followers ran more desperately than ever before.

The apostles who had directly received power from Baarma stood in their way to stop them.

But the crack that had already formed caused uncontrollable chaos.

The moment they saw the red wave scatter into the distance.

“Aaaaaah—”

From among the despairing Allied Forces, a small voice of disbelief slipped out.

“Did we… win?”

“Did we defeat Baarma?”

“……”

“Our god… brought us victory~!”

That astonishment quickly turned into a powerful hope that swept through the entire Allied Forces.

Cheers erupted like thunder.

A thrill spread across the battlefield.

The Allied Forces embraced each other without distinguishing race, weeping tears of joy.

“Marquis! Are you okay!?”

“……Feels like I’m dying, but I’m fine. At least I can still walk.”

“Godfather.”

“Rine, you did well.”

“No. If you hadn’t stalled for time against Baarma, Godfather, hitting him would’ve been practically impossible.”

Alon let out a soft sigh.

Just as he staggered over to Rine and Penia—

[Hehehehe~]

A voice was heard.

A terribly unpleasant voice.

Everyone who had been celebrating their victory turned to look toward the source.

There stood Baarma, missing his torso, smirking as he got back up.

[Hehe… So this is how it ended before I could summon them. Truly unfortunate. However—]

Baarma continued speaking as if the blood dripping from his lips meant nothing.

[—I don’t really feel like just going down quietly.]

He reached his hand toward the mouth located on his right thigh.

Riiip—

|-!?

RIIIIIIIP~!!

!!!!!

He tore it open.

And then.

From the ripped mouth, a sudden explosion of the Abyss.

Before anyone realized it, it devoured the empty air and formed a massive circle.

Ruuuuumble~!!!!!

And began to absorb everything.

Grin—!

[A gift.]

With a twisted smile, Baarma said,

[Let’s see how you handle this.]

He hurled the dark abyss he had created toward the Allied Forces and was consumed by it.

The moment it started sucking in everything like a black hole, Alon frowned.

“Marquis~!”

Even in this dire moment, Penia, who had been deep in thought, shouted as if she had figured something out.

“That thing! It looks different, but it’s similar to the Strange Gate!”

“……!”

“It’s not a fully-formed space, but the essence is the same as the Strange Gate!”

“Then if we enter that—!”

“Yes, we can try! But—!”

Penia furrowed her brow and looked behind.

There stood the Allied Forces, staring blankly at the incoming abyss.

Can we do it?

A sudden doubt arose in Alon’s mind.

But the hesitation didn’t last long.

“Reverse Heaven (逆天).”

At Alon’s murmur, his body was wrapped in white radiance.

With countless stars rising above, he formed a seal of ice behind him.

Ice Seal.

Ten Forms.

Immediately, he formed a seal and expanded his mana, trying to halt the abyss’s path.

“Chup.”

Unfortunately, he only managed to slightly tilt its trajectory downward.

The abyss continued to suck everything in.

CRACKKK!!!

Before it could reach the Allied Forces, the abyss slowly crashed into the ground, shattering the earth and drilling downward.

Naturally, the ground beneath Alon, Penia, and Rine also crumbled in an instant.

The three lost their balance and began to fall.

Magrina and Ryanga, watching them, were seen trying to force their frozen bodies into motion.

It was the same for Nangwon and Lia, who stared down in shock.

Ar too spread her still-tiny wings that weren’t fully grown.

But—

“Don’t come!”

Their actions halted at Alon’s single shout.

He looked up at the children staring down at him.

Then, using the still-active Reverse Heaven power, he delivered a final message to each of them.

“Marquis! I think we need to do it now?! If we get sucked in like this, there’ll be nothing left! We have to do it now! Right nowwwww!”

At Penia’s desperate shout as they continued falling—

“Hu—”

He finally calmed his breath.

Then recalled the formula Penia had told him earlier.

Without stopping the Reverse Heaven technique, he formed a seal.

And then, within the abyss that had been empty just moments before, as if shapes were being aligned, a violet world began to slowly take form. 

“It’s… It’s working!”

Penia beamed with joy as she watched the slowly forming world.

Alon gritted his teeth and began reciting the incantations Penia had told him, one by one.

With each phrase, the abyss gradually began to be adorned in shades of violet.

The ground appeared.  

The sky formed, buildings rose, and life emerged.

In reality, he was merely summoning shapes based on the rules Penia had deciphered, but it felt as if he were creating an entire world.

As he continued to speak the phrases—

“Huff, Marquis—we need to speed up a bit. The abyss is starting to shrink. We have to finish before that energy disappears!”

At Penia’s urging, Alon looked outside.

Just as she had said, the abyss that Baarma had thrown seemed to be losing power; the gray sky now overlapped with the violet world Alon was constructing.

A bizarre sight where time and space were twisted into chaos.

Seeing it, Alon quickened his incantations even more.

At that moment—

|-!!!

A blood-curdling sound tore through the ears of Alon, Penia, and Rine.

The three of them all looked up at once.

“No… No way—”

Penia’s voice trembled with shock.

|-!!!

“……!”

And they saw it—a maw, forcing its body through the black void between time and space, with pale white skin.

####

“There’s no way… This shouldn’t be possible.”

Penia muttered blankly, eyes wide in disbelief at the impossible sight.

“……!”

Rine, who had used all her strength to control Agathon, also frowned as she saw the maw squeezing through the partially formed space.

Alon, too, realized things had taken a turn for the absolute worst.

“It’s a shell!”

“What?”

Penia shouted.

“That maw—it’s just a shell with no intellect! I don’t sense any mind at all! It doesn’t even look like the one we saw last time…! I think it was caught in the debris of time and space!”

Even as his mind threatened to explode, Alon observed the creature while maintaining his seal.

The maw had already crossed more than halfway through the rift, tearing through the forming world.

As Penia had said, it looked very different from the one they had fought before.

Its size had grown absurdly large, but its movements were sluggish.

The face was the same one they had seen before, but its pale eyes only shimmered with basic survival instincts.

“We have to push it back! This space isn’t naturally formed—it’s artificially created and unstable! If that thing breaks through, the whole world will collapse~!”

“…I’ll do something about it.”

“No, Marquis! If you stop casting magic now, this world we’re building will collapse! And then it’s all over! We won’t be able to return to our original timeline!”

Penia immediately began channeling mana.

But her expression was grim.

She already knew.

With her power alone, there was no way to push back something that had already passed more than halfway through.

Alon hesitated for a split second.

His mind, strained from using the Reverse Heaven magic, was already overloaded.

He was at his limit.

And yet, there was still one method Alon hadn’t used.

A way to expel the maw from this space without collapsing it.

But he hesitated because of the risk.

Alon’s body was already at its breaking point.

If he took one more step beyond this, he might survive…but he would suffer permanent damage without question.

So he hesitated—just briefly.

“Huu—”

Then Alon made his decision.

Just as he opened his mouth to speak—

“Godfather, I’ll try something.”

Rine’s calm voice rang out.

“You can’t. Not right now.”

Alon answered without a moment’s hesitation.

If she were in her usual condition, it might have been possible.

But not now.

There wasn’t enough time to summon Pluton, which she could only call forth in limited form.

And the newly obtained Agathon was the same.

Yet despite Alon’s refusal, Rine smiled gently.

“Don’t worry, Godfather. I have a way.”

She turned her body toward the approaching maw that was tearing into the space,

and—

CRACKKK—!!!

She began firing golden coffins in all directions.

The coffins rapidly drew chaotic magic circles.

Between Alon and Rine, a massive barrier formed.

Watching from Alon’s side, Penia gasped.

“Lady Rine!? That’s a severance seal… and a sealing formation!”

Realizing the nature of the magic, her face turned pale.

“—!”

“……—!”

Alon’s eyes widened as well.

Rine looked at him calmly and whispered,

“…It’s nice.”

“What…?”

“Because I get to see your face, Godfather.”

Then she smiled brightly, as if something had been lifted from her heart.

“Honestly, I was a little jealous of Seolrang.”

The golden coffins formed a dizzying array of magical sigils.

They grew faster and faster, cutting off the space between Alon and Rine.

“Stop, Rine.”

“Don’t worry so much, Godfather. I’m not going to fall into some void in time. Baarma’s power is already gone, so I’ll probably just fall under the World Tree.”

The golden coffins forming the wall began covering Rine’s feet.

“You don’t have to sacrifice yourself.”

“No, I do. That thing’s going to crawl out instead of falling into the void. I need to keep it contained.”

The coffins reached Rine’s knees.

“I don’t want to sacrifice my family.”

“Is that so.”

“Yes, so—”

“That’s exactly why.”

The coffins reached her waist.

“What…?”

“Godfather, I don’t want to watch my family be sacrificed either. Especially you—you’re more special to me than anyone. And—”

The golden coffins reached just beneath Rine’s chest.

“This is something I want to do.”

“…Why?”

“Because, just like I think of you—”

As the coffins covered her collarbone, Rine gave a pure, serene smile with not a trace of regret.

“I want to be someone special to you too.”

She whispered softly,

“We’ll see each other again. Time doesn’t flow inside the seal.”

“So—”

Soon.

“Even if hundreds of years pass—”

The moment the golden coffins completely sealed off the space,

“—I’ll be waiting.”

Until you come find me.

With her final voice— the once-incomplete violet world was completed.  

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The time allowed to visit Chiyon, where the little humans live, was only 30 minutes.  

However, since it was an invasion, there didn’t seem to be any limit on how many people could be brought along.  

Thanks to that, it was an all-star gathering for the first time in a while!  

– Ready to go!  

Mammon, the stingy goblin.  

– I shall recite poetry of elegance.  

Ras, the enraged gnoll.  

– A place where Angel live!  

Fairy Queen Frey.  

– Ashu will go spread delicious cuisine.  

Ashu, of the lustful breeding tribe.  

– Uegh. I’m going too, nya~.  

Bell Faust, the slothful cat-smith.  

– Sssshh.  

Levi, the jealous sea dragon.  

Then there were GomGom, Soo, the thunder spirit Son Ogong, Woofy, Purr Headbutt, ClingCling, KkuMul………….  

Even among the goblins, gnolls, and breeding tribe children, we accepted volunteers to join the dimensional invasion.  

– ( ‘~’)/  

– \ (•w•)>  

Of course, we couldn’t forget the volunteers from the fairies.  

“We are ready!”  

“Dad, I’m ready too!”  

Even Ara and Cheong were all set.  

Just then, Choro stepped through the portal.  

“Waaah!!”  

Seeing all the gathered kids, Choro let out a surprised exclamation.  

“We just finished getting ready, Choro.”  

“W-We’re really bringing a lot of people. I’m worried the city might be too small…………….”  

This was already a heavily reduced number.  

I also shared Choro’s concerns and had to make the painful decision to leave out many volunteers.  

“Think it’ll be okay?”  

“Hmm, let’s head over first. If it’s really not possible, they can just stay outside the city.”  

“Right.”  

After all, the time we could spend there was only 30 minutes.  

Probably a blink-and-it’s-gone kind of time.  

“Let’s go!”  

“Ooooh!”  

Shouting together with everyone, we crossed through the portal.  

[Dimensional Invasion Begins.]  

[Time Limit: 30 minutes]  

The moment we passed through the portal, the scenery instantly changed and a new view spread out before us.  

“We made it!”  

“We have arrived!”  

The first to arrive were Ara and me.  

We looked around.  

Then the little humans welcomed us with fluttering petals.  

Even so, they barely reached up to our knees.  

“Waaaah!”  

“The Demon King has personally descended!”  

“Raise your glasses in celebration!”  

“Hail the Demon King! Hail!”  

Encouraged by their enthusiastic welcome, I slowly waved my hand.  

Then the residents who saw me for the first time erupted in another wave of cheers.  

“So many!”  

Just as Ara said, it felt like every little human had poured out, and the area was packed.  

Right then, Choro, who had followed behind us, held back the residents.  

“A large number of people are going to come through! Everyone, please step back!”  

Then Ppoko and Toto, who had been on standby, cleared the crowd and opened a path.  

And then came a flood of our children.  

Each time, loud cheers and applause echoed.  

“Daddy, Daddy! There’s clapping!”  

“Yeah. They’re all welcoming us.”  

“Yay! They’re welcoming us!”  

Cheong seemed to really like this place and fully enjoyed the mood.  

Seeing shy little Cheong like this made me proud for no reason.  

I guess because the little humans were so tiny, they didn’t feel overwhelming.  

– Ohh, so this is the place!  

– Are they welcoming me?  

– Hi! I’m Ashu!  

– So this is the home of the Angel! It’s as beautiful as expected!  

–……  

Like a parade, the children entered one by one, waving at the people.  

With every new child that appeared, the cheers grew louder.  

Once everyone had crossed over, the city felt full.  

‘But now that I see it, it’s way bigger in person.’  

I had worried there might not even be room to step, but it was still larger than a World Cup stadium.  

“Thank you all for the warm welcome. My name is Lee Kyu-seong.”  

“Demon King! Demon King! Demon King!”  

No, I’m not the Demon King……………  

I felt a bit wronged, but judging by the atmosphere, the title was already set in stone.  

And at that moment.  

Ding!  

[The Demon King has entered his own territory in another dimension for the first time.]  

[The residents of the territory warmly welcome the Demon King.]  

[You are now the true Demon King.]  

“Oh boy.”  

I really got branded as the Demon King now!  

And as if that wasn’t the end, I suddenly felt a strange power rise from my body.  

Ding!  

[Awakening complete!]  

What? Awakening complete?  

What’s going on?  

I was too dumbfounded to react properly.  

Somehow, I felt like I’d been through something like this twice already.  

“T-Third awakening?!”  

No way!!  

I hurriedly opened my status window.  

And there it was, listed proudly alongside Liquid Synthesis and Slime Overlord, a strangely named ability.  

[Lord of Salvation LV.1]  

“Oooooh!”  

Lord of Salvation!  

Huh? That name looks familiar………  

Somehow, it felt like it might exist in another world too.  

Looking at the odd name, I checked the description first.  

[Lord of Salvation]  

[All the abilities of minions and subordinates under your command rise by 1 level. ] 

[You gain the power to control monsters.]  

[Poor harvests are eradicated in your territory.]  

“Hmmm.”  

Being a Demon King, I expected some incredible power.  

But once I opened it, it was just a normal ability.  

Maybe not that normal, but still, not a combat power this time either.  

‘How can I awaken three abilities and still not get a single combat skill?’  

Other people fly around just from one awakening, yet I awakened three and they’re all vague.  

“Kyu-seong Kyu-seong!!”  

“Huh? Oh, Ara. Sorry, I was checking something.”  

“That’s not it! Look at this!”  

What is she trying to show me?  

Suddenly excited, Ara spoke to me while flexing her thin arms.  

Of course, her slim arms didn’t bulge into muscles or anything.  

Just soft and adorable little arms.  

“I’ve gotten stronger! How did this happen?”  

“You got stronger?”  

“Yes! Look at this! My mighty arm!”  

It seemed our Ara didn’t quite understand what “mighty” meant.  

As I stood there, a bit dumbfounded, the other kids also came up to me and chimed in.  

– Oooooh! My Lord! I feel an unknown power!!  

– I feel like I could ascend to immortality at any moment.  

– I think I can cook even faster! Ashu is brimming with strength!  

– Hohoho, now I can fly while lying down. Look at this trick!  

Apparently, the ability boost from the “Lord of Salvation” was having more impact than expected.  

To be honest, it didn’t seem like that great of an ability to me, but if the kids were happy, then it was a good thing.  

Not only that, even the little humans seemed affected and were chattering joyfully, saying they felt full of energy.  

Their pure reactions melted my heart.  

“This really is a nice place.”  

“It’s all thanks to you, Lord.”  

Suddenly bursting with strength, Choro swung his sword and hurriedly responded to my words.  

“No, it’s thanks to everyone’s hard work.”  

“Ah, by the way! Lord! We’ve harvested this season’s grain. So we prepared our traditional dish. Would you like to try it?”  

“Of course I have to try it!”  

Soon, the food was brought out.  

They had prepared enough so that all the kids who came through the portal could eat.  

“Wasn’t that too much?”  

“Thanks to the food you provided, there’s no problem at all!”  

I carefully accepted the bowl Choro handed me and inspected it.  

It looked like oatmeal.  

The texture was somewhat like porridge, but I took a spoonful anyway.  

Slurp.  

Hmm?  

Contrary to its appearance, it was surprisingly good.  

A nutty aroma and flavor, and a firmer texture than expected.  

The other kids also seemed to like it, munching cutely on their oatmeal.  

“U-Um, does it suit your taste?”  

“Oh! It’s good!”  

“Thank goodness! Honestly, I was really worried the ingredients you provided were too good, and this wouldn’t compare.”  

“No, no. This has a different kind of charm. Just because I find something else tasty doesn’t mean this isn’t.”  

When I smiled and said that, Choro relaxed.  

“Actually, the crops we harvested with the slimes this time taste much better than what we used to eat. Before, it wasn’t this delicious. It used to be a bit bland.”  

“Ah, I see.”  

As expected, slimes are the best.  

Since we were talking about it, I finished the oatmeal and went to see the fields.  

Since it was still dangerous to farm outside the city walls, they had set up farmland within the city.  

There, slime creatures the size of fists were busily wriggling around.  

“How cute!”  

They were about a quarter the size of the slimes I summoned, which made them extra adorable.  

Ara must’ve liked them too — she hugged one and rubbed her face against it.  

Pyoing?  

“Hehehe.”  

Just watching was healing.  

After a short walk around the fields, it was already time to return.  

“That really was too short.”  

Thirty minutes — a bit harsh, honestly.  

The little humans seemed able to stay in our dungeon for much longer, so why only us?  

Still, we had to go.  

Whining wouldn’t make time longer.  

“We’ll head back now.”  

At that moment, Cheong hesitantly led Ashu away from the group, who had still been passionately teaching recipes to the residents.  

We said our farewells.  

“I’ll come along too. There was something I wanted to tell you.”  

Choro spoke while subtly shifting his gaze.  

There stood Frey, deep in conversation with Verna.  

I wondered what they were discussing so seriously.  

– How can I make my wings shinier?  

– So Angel worry about that too. Actually, me too!  

…Yeah, let’s not look into that further.  

Anyway, whatever Choro wanted to talk about could be handled back home.  

Though brief, our 30-minute trip had been quite enjoyable.  

And there was even a big harvest.  

This humble being had become the Lord of Salvation, after all.  

Wow, even the name sounds amazing.  

It really made me feel like I’d become a legendary protagonist.  

When we returned to the dungeon, everyone scattered.  

They all seemed full of energy and eager to test their powers.  

Was the effect that noticeable?  

– As I tilted my head in thought, Choro spoke up.  

“Lord, the goddess has discovered something new.”  

“Something new?”  

“Yes. She has confirmed the existence of another city. And apparently, another race lives there.”  

“Oh! Another race?”  

Now what’s this? Another race?  

I asked Choro, surprised by the sudden revelation.  

“There were other races before?”  

“Yes. Before the monsters took over the continent, there were occasional interactions between other races and humans. Of course, the relationships weren’t always friendly, but if it was beneficial, they often interacted.”  

“Then, are relations bad even now?”  

“Hmm, I wouldn’t say they’re good. Honestly, I didn’t even know they were still alive.”  

“Hmmm.”  

Another race, huh…  

For the current little humans, they were like a double-edged sword.  

They could be a danger.  

But to treat them as enemies from the start would be difficult, especially with the common threat of monsters.  

The situation in Chiyon was complicated.  

With my help, they had opened a path to survival,  

but that was about it.  

Apparently, the monsters nearby were still on the weaker side.  

The deeper into the continent you went, the stronger the monsters became, and they were the ones who had swallowed up the lands — that was the current state of Chiyon.  

“Should we put it on hold for now? Just knowing they exist means we can start preparing, so it’s a relief.”  

“That seems like a good idea.”  

At that moment, we felt something approaching with intense energy from far away.  

Choro noticed too and immediately went on alert.  

But upon closer look, it was Kyler.  

“Kyler? What’s going on?”  

“Kyu-seooooooong!!”  

“What’s the matter?”  

Kyler shouted as he ran over in a hurry.  

He was usually so calm, but now he looked unusually excited.  

“What in the world is going on?!”  

“Eh?”  

“A notification just popped up saying my level increased because of the Demon King’s power!”  

“Ah, that must be from my sudden awakening—”  

…Wait, hold on a second?  

Did he say level increased?  

Just as I was realizing what that meant, Kyler’s eyes widened, and he shouted:  

“Level T-Ten!”  

“Uh……”  

“I’ve become a Level 10 Awakener!!”

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The first thing Ryanga felt when she saw Baarma was fear.

Just looking at it made her body freeze and her vision go white.

A hopeless terror.

But even amidst such horror, there were two reasons Ryanga was able to move.

The rage boiling within her body, enough to overcome that distant, overwhelming emotion.

And the sight of Alon urgently moving after having made a contract to give up everything in exchange for killing Baarma.

She knew just how incredible Alon’s deed was.

He had restored the World Tree, which had been completely destroyed by Baarma, to a flawless state that no one could dispute.

Even if Ryanga wasn’t knowledgeable about the world, she could not help but realize in an instant—

How incredible that feat was.

And how powerful the god who had made a contract with her truly was.

However, immediately after creating the World Tree, Alon seemed vulnerable to Baarma’s attacks.

He had his eyes closed even as Baarma charged toward him.

And the moment Ryanga judged that even the giant mechanical hand falling from the sky wouldn’t be enough to stop Baarma’s advance— she immediately gathered strength into her feet.

Normally, it would have been impossible for her to reach Baarma.

Even if she was of the mighty race, born with monstrous strength.

The distance between her—blended in among the refugees—and Baarma was simply too great.

But that was only when Ryanga was still a ‘normal Ghost.’

Kwaaaa—!!!

The ground shattered beneath her, and Ryanga’s view changed in an instant.

In a flash, she passed by refugees and soldiers.

With the next step, she brushed past the commander and the king.

And the moment her final step slammed into the ground— she was directly beneath Baarma.

Raising her gaze, Ryanga gathered power once more into her legs.

What she saw was the massive form of Baarma, the embodiment of despair.

But even in the face of that terror, Ryanga steeled her resolve.

And she remembered.

That night of mad screaming.

The moment she devoured the half-rotted corpses of her own kind, weeping as she did.

The fact that she had waited all this time— for this very moment when she could take revenge on Baarma.

Recalling every emotion and memory, Ryanga released her limit.

An explosive burst of magical power.

If she moved even once in that state, her body would surely shatter beyond repair.

But even knowing that—

KWAOOOOOOOOH—!!!!!!

She leapt without hesitation, shooting straight for the heart.

[Insignificant little creature.]

Ryanga’s attack successfully halted Baarma’s movement— but failed to inflict any real damage.

“Ugh—”

Caught by Baarma’s massive hand right after leaving a scratch on his skin, Ryanga let out a strained groan and glared at him.

A gaze looking down on something utterly pitiful.

A face that invoked primal fear.

“Huh—”

Yet even as she faced Baarma like that, the girl— no, Ryanga smiled.

She already knew.

At the very least, she could not defeat Baarma before her with her own power.

She knew it all too well.

That was why, from the very beginning, she had only one objective.

To successfully stop Baarma’s attempt to interfere with Alon.

And she had achieved that goal with absolute certainty.

With a pained expression, Ryanga turned her gaze toward Alon.

There he was.

Alon, shrouded in a pure white radiance unlike his usual self.

Seeing him like that, Ryanga felt both joy and guilt.

Joy that Alon would exact the revenge on Baarma she never could.

And guilt that she could no longer uphold the contract they had made.

Unfortunately, Ryanga’s body had reached its limit.

Because she had pushed a body that couldn’t endure past its breaking point, it was a miracle she was even alive.

Yet she could smile.

At the fact that Baarma would eventually fall.

At the fact that she managed to land at least one blow on Baarma.

Even as Baarma’s expression twisted with rage, she smiled and closed her eyes.

“…?”

Then, she felt a strange sensation of floating.

The oppressive sensation of being gripped by Baarma had vanished.

And the pain that had threatened to crush her body was gone too.

She forced her eyes open with the last of her strength, and what she saw was—

“……Chi— Chief?”

“Yes.”

It was Alon.

Holding Ryanga in his arms, enveloped in a pure white radiance.

“Thank you.”

After handing Ryanga over to Rine, who had come near, he whispered something to her.

And then turned immediately.

Boom!

Before anyone realized, Baarma stood before Alon.

Eyes wide open, Baarma pulled his leg back to kick the calmly standing Alon.

Everyone gasped at the sight.

“Wa—”

In that moment, just as Magrina—who had been in shock only moments ago—instinctively reached out her hand—

They saw it.

Jjjjjjjjt—!!!!

Baarma’s body freezing over at incredible speed.

And then.

“Lightning God Form.”

With those quiet words, the frozen Baarma’s body was blasted away.

Boom! Crackcrackcrack! Boom—!!!

Baarma’s divine form was flung away in an instant, rolling violently across the ground and crushing his own followers.

“Ugh—Aaaaagh!”

“Aaaaaagh—!!!”

The terrified screams of his believers rang out.

Baarma’s frozen body crashed into the trunk of the once-destroyed World Tree.

In the midst of the chaos and monstrous shrieks— all eyes of the allied forces turned once more to one man.

To the man who effortlessly blasted away Baarma, who had seemed utterly untouchable.

A god—

And at the same time—

Wooooooong~!

To the hope that now filled the once-gray sky with stars like a Milky Way, they offered reverence.

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The shining lights embroidered in the ashen sky formed a Milky Way.

Screams sharp enough to tear the ears rang out in all directions, and Baarma kicked off the ground, charging at Alon.

As if truly intent on killing him, he scattered his pitch-black divine power in all directions.

Mouths that had been frozen until moments ago now opened wide all at once.

And then—

Woooooooooong~!!!

The black divine power, grotesquely condensed, rushed into his mouth—

Then exploded outward in all directions.

KWAAAAAAAH—!

!!!!

A surge of divine power fired out all at once, as if determined to leave nothing behind—not even his own believers.

The tyrannical divine energy that shot out in multiple branches was something that, under normal circumstances, Alon could not have stopped.

No matter how strong his magic was, with his mana alone, he could only block a single stream of the divine power coming at him.

Yes, if it were like usual.

But now was different.

Crack-crack-crack-crack-crack!!!

His technique—

Reverse Heaven—made it possible.

Behind Alon, ten Ice Seals appeared, and he swiftly formed seals with his hands.

At a glance, it seemed like the Six Ice Seals he normally used, utilizing hand signs.

But it wasn’t.

All ten hands were forming the exact same seal simultaneously.

And then—

Water Ice Seal

Ten Techniques Combined

“Crystal, snow, form—eternal fame of snowy peaks, inevitability of the blind.”

Alon softly murmured the familiar incantation.

Crystal Spear—Modified

Glacier

In the ashen world—

Crack!

The glacier descended.

The divine power surging toward the allied forces froze solid.

The glacier that blocked Baarma’s attack didn’t stop there—it imprisoned all the believers present in cold ice.

“Thunder God Form.”

As Alon’s seals changed once more, his body vanished for a moment—

BOOOOOM!!

And turned into lightning that slammed into Baarma’s body.

[KRAAAAGH—!]

Baarma floated in the air, unable to even resist.

Even in that fleeting moment, he tried to gather divine power again, opening multiple mouths.

Unfortunately, he was stopped once more by the oncoming Alon.

And with that—

Crackle-crackle-snap~!!!

The onslaught began.

With every movement of the brilliant lightning, Baarma’s body, which had nearly hit the ground, was lifted back into the air.

Chilling shockwaves spread across the glacier.

“Ah—”

Everyone stood dumbfounded, mouths agape at the overwhelming sight.

Even the allied soldiers who had fallen into despair.

Even the trembling commander.

Even the king, whose face was twisted in betrayal.

Even the believers who worshiped Baarma.

Even the faithful who smiled in the face of death.

All of them— simply stared at that scene.

And so—

[Kaghk—!]

As Baarma’s body crumbled and fell— under the Milky Way that now blanketed the ashen world, in a dazzling instant— when Alon, lightning swirling around him, formed seals once more, Baarma’s falling body froze mid-air.

And then—

CRACK-CRACKLE-SNAP!

The Milky Way collapsed.

The silver river that filled the gray sky shattered into brilliant shards.

The radiant light surrounding Alon’s body vanished in an instant.

“Urgh!”

Blood burst from Alon’s mouth.

It was a development no one had anticipated.

Yet even as he vomited blood, he did not panic.

‘…This is the limit, huh.’

He merely looked up at the fading remnants of Reverse Heaven in the sky and let out a weary sigh.

The principle behind the spell he had created, Reverse Heaven, was simple.

“To reverse the laws of magic.”

That was Reverse Heaven’s core, and the rule governing Alon’s spell.

The moment it was activated—

He could convert all burned-out mana into near-infinite magical power by applying the rule to mana burn.

But the problem was Alon’s mana core.

His small mana core was far too limited to handle the overwhelming mana generated by Reverse Heaven.

Yet to maintain Reverse Heaven, he had to continuously cast spells.

The side effect of that was the orbs of mana, floating like stars in the sky.

Mindlessly stuffed full of mana— he had created hundreds, thousands of mana spheres that failed to form proper spells, battling with brute force.

But Alon’s body easily reached its limit.

Blinking in his blurry vision, Alon opened and closed his eyes.

In less than a second, he processed dozens of calculations— his head throbbed like molten lava had been poured into it.

His blood vessels had burst, turning his eyes crimson.

And dark, thick blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

His physical condition was far from normal, having poured all his mana and magic into the battle.

Heh—

Floating in the air, Baarma looked at Alon and twisted his lips into a smirk.

It was clear Alon had reached his limit.

In contrast, Baarma—

Though damaged, had not sustained fatal injuries despite the many attacks.

[I’ll kill you!]

He grinned darkly.

But then—

Heh.

Alon, seeing Baarma’s sneer, smiled just the same.

Alon’s goal had never been to kill him.

He already predicted that even with overflowing mana, killing that monster was impossible.

From the beginning, what Alon aimed for— was to inflict the greatest damage possible on Baarma.

And to pin him in place.

Delivering the final blow—

[!]

Was not his task.

Sensing something was off, Baarma quickly turned his gaze behind Alon.

And he saw something.

It was a massive cannon.

So huge it could swallow even someone like Baarma whole—

A massive weapon connected to the World Tree.

And then—

“Ocean Cannon Agathon Arizema, full deployment complete.”  

Rine, moving her hand toward Baarma—

“Fire.”

With that small murmur—

[Noooo—!]

Baarma’s scream burst out—

And a white light consumed everything.

Even the ashen sky.

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Round 376

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The next morning.  

We were taking care of the day’s tasks from early on.  

Since most of the things needed to connect to the World Tree were related to elves, we had only made the Awakening Elixir of the Fairy Queen for now.  

To do that, I met Soo, who was still dreaming of rebellion, for the first time in a while and asked for a favor.  

-Kkyuit!  

Even while casting the Five Elemental Circulation, his eyes darted around nervously.  

He looked like he was plotting something again.  

He seemed anxious, worried he might be found out.  

I found him cute and pretended not to notice, but Ara didn’t seem to think the same.  

“Lee Soo! What are you scheming!”  

-Kkyuiiit!!  

Soo protested as if it was unfair.  

But his no-nonsense sister, Ara, wasn’t going to let him off.  

“Kyu-seong Kyu-seong! We must go check! Lee Soo is up to something!”  

Ara grabbed my hand and pulled me along.  

Soo flailed his arms and legs trying to stop us, which only made him look more pitiful.  

-Kkyuit! Kkyuuit!  

“Haha.”  

I simply enjoyed the moment and followed Ara’s lead.  

After all, we had come to see Soo anyway, so it didn’t take long for Soo’s plan to be exposed.  

“Ooh!”  

“Wow. Soo did this?”  

What Soo was trying hard to hide was a massive flower field.  

And judging by the looks of it, all the flowers in this field were probably Soo’s minions.  

Lee Soo, you terrifying creature.  

You’ve been building a massive army of biological weapons here!  

Soo trembled as he tried to avert his gaze.  

Ara narrowed her eyes at him, and only then did Soo spread his arms wide and confess his wrongdoing.  

-Kkyuing…….  

“It’s okay, Soo. Go ahead and try your best. Trying to surpass me isn’t such a bad thing.”  

-Kkyuit?!  

“Ehh? Are you really okay with this, Kyu-seong Kyu-seong!”  

When I gave him permission to rebel, Soo’s eyes sparkled.  

“I’m actually looking forward to it. Let’s see if our Soo can really surpass me.”  

-Soooooo!!  

Soo nodded eagerly, his dream of rebellion glowing brightly.  

With Soo’s help, we were able to make the Awakening Elixir of the Fairy Queen and come this far.  

“Is everyone ready?”  

“We are ready!”  

-Yes!  

-Ashu is ready too!  

Today, we were joined by Frey and Ashu.  

Bell, Ras, Mammon, and Levi were busy with their own work, so only the remaining Seven Deadly Sins members were here.  

As for the others…  

Kyler checked the luggage.  

Emily was helping her dad.  

And Ryu Cheon and Yu Bihong, who came from China.  

‘Just in case.’  

You never know.  

Maybe Ryu Cheon’s mother is over there.  

“Let’s go.”  

Ryu Cheon said with a blank face.  

After the final check, we entered the portal.  

Ryu Cheon and Yu Bihong, fully armed and looking determined, followed behind, and they looked a little cute.  

Wooooong.  

As we entered, it picked up again from where it had stopped the previous day.  

If we kept moving like this for about two weeks, we’d probably arrive at the village.  

“You’ve arrived.”  

“You’re here.”  

Just like last time, two elves greeted us.  

“You’ve waited a long time, haven’t you?”  

“It wasn’t long for us, so don’t worry. But I see some new faces.”  

“These are my acquaintances. This is Ryu Cheon, and this is Yu Bihong.”  

“Greetings, elves. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”  

Yu Bihong greeted them politely.  

The two elves also introduced themselves in return.  

“Ryu Cheon.”  

And, as always, Ryu Cheon introduced herself curtly. Still holding Ara in her arms.  

Looking at them like this, I felt that without Ara, It would’ve been really hard to become close to Ryu Cheon.  

“There’s a familiar scent of kin.”  

“Are you related to elves by any chance?”  

Are elves bloodhounds or something?  

They instantly sensed that Ryu Cheon had some connection to elves.  

“Ryu Cheon is a half-elf.”  

“I thought so—the scent of kin is strong.”  

After that, we briefly explained.  

Ryu Cheon is a half-elf who was separated from her mother, and she came along hoping she might be here.  

“Hmm, she might be in our village.”  

“Well, it wouldn’t hurt to go and check together.”  

We asked just in case, But they clearly had no idea.  

We thought half-elves weren’t that common, So we figured they might know something, But no luck.  

“Well then, I’ll tell you when I arrive at the elf village next time. For now, just think of this as a trial run.”  

No need to come here every day.  

Afterward, we shared some of the ingredients we brought with the elves.  

“Thank you.”  

“Can’t wait to try it.”  

They spoke casually, but their expressions showed excitement.  

As they began to taste a little, I casually asked, “Is that World Tree connected to other World Trees?”  

“It used to be.”  

“Used to be? So it’s not anymore?”  

“After the world shattered, the connection was severed. I don’t know if it can be restored.”  

Janya followed up after Dorohan’s words.  

“We were hoping to receive the Fairy Queen’s help for that reason. A disconnected World Tree will eventually wither and die. And when that happens, high elves are affected. If high elves perish, then our entire elf race will go extinct.”  

It was more serious than I had imagined.

One thing I was curious about was what exactly Frey could do.  

“Why do we need the Fairy Queen?”  

“Originally, fairies and elves coexisted in the World Tree and took care of it. Of course, that alone isn’t enough, which is why the connection is necessary……”  

In the end, Frey wasn’t a fundamental solution either.  

Then…  

“What if I can connect the World Tree?”  

“You can connect the World Tree?”  

“But I’ll need your help.”  

At my words, the elves widened their eyes in disbelief.  

Since they usually had blank expressions, the change in their faces felt dramatic.  

“Is it possible?”  

“Yes. But I’ll need the elves’ magic and the High Elf’s ancient relic.”  

“What kind of magic exactly…”  

“Well, I’m not sure. I don’t know.”  

Should I ask Mark2 again?  

But Dorohan shook his head and said,  

“The High Elf will know.”  

“Hmm, then I just need to meet the High Elf.”  

“But she’s not in good condition right now. She can barely stay conscious for one day out of the week.”  

“Ah…”  

I wondered if we could bring the High Elf here, But it seemed we’d have to go to the village ourselves.  

When I asked, it would take about 12 days from here to the village.  

If we ran fast, that might change things.  

“Then let’s run, shall we?”  

“Is that really okay?”  

The elves looked at the children with concern.  

“Don’t worry. I’m probably the slowest one here.”  

“Alright. Then we’ll guide the way, so please follow us.”  

After getting approval from Ryu Cheon and Yu Bihong, we started running after the elves.  

Naturally, I was the slowest.  

The elves seemed slightly surprised to see us keeping up so well.  

“At this pace, it’ll only take three days!”  

I nodded at Janya’s words and ran with all my strength.  

I glanced to the side and saw the group running playfully with calm expressions.  

‘Hmph!’  

Thinking I was the slowest made me feel a bit guilty.  

So I immediately used the Authority of the Grand Lord.  

The designated slime was Ara!  

[Using the Authority of the Grand Lord.]  

[Borrowing magic enhancement ability for 30 minutes.]  

‘Oh! Jackpot!’  

My body felt lighter due to the increased mana.  

I felt so much stronger.  

Even though I only borrowed 30% of Ara’s abilities, it felt like I could fly.  

Thanks to that, as I picked up speed, the elves now had a hard time keeping up with us.  

“Oh wind’s blessing…”  

“Let light footsteps cling to the earth…”  

As one of the elves mumbled incomprehensible words, their speed suddenly increased.  

It seemed they had used magic.  

“Ohh! Let’s go!”  

Ara dashed and ran alongside the elves. Seeing Ara keep up even though they used magic made their eyes widen in shock.  

“Run! Run! Lord Ara, run!”  

Frey clung to Ara’s shoulder and cheered her on enthusiastically, while I chased behind them with difficulty.  

“Huff, huff… Wait for me!”  

Even with the magic enhancement, my base level was only Level 3.  

As everyone else picked up speed, I started falling behind, but Ashu pushed me forward from behind.  

“Go with Ashu!”  

“Thanks, Ashu.”  

Even Mammon, the physically weakest among the Seven Sins, had the physical specs of a Level 5 Awakener.  

I still had a long way to go.  

Eventually, even Emily got excited and ran ahead, while I fell further behind.  

“H-Hey! Don’t leave us behind!”  

Before I knew it, it had become a full-on race. Only Yu Bihong and Kyler remained at my side.  

Ryu Cheon?  

She was running just to keep watching Ara.  

“It’s been a while since I had this much fun. It feels like I’ve found my childhood again.”  

“Huff, huff… Is that so? I’m glad.”  

After about three hours of running, We were finally forcefully summoned back.  

We couldn’t even say proper goodbyes.  

I think they’re still running, unaware that we’ve disappeared.  

“Phew.”  

“Good job, Kyu-seong Kyu-seong.”  

Ashu patted me as I lay collapsed, and Ara brought back some honey hot spring water.  

“Gulp, gulp. Ahhh!”  

Now I could finally breathe again.  

After thanking Ara, I also said goodbye to Ryu Cheon and Yu Bihong.  

“When we reach the elf village, I’ll contact you through Seon-ah. It should take about three days.”  

“Understood. Thank you, Mr. Kyuseong.”  

We hadn’t gained any major clues about Ryu Cheon’s mother, But we’d have to investigate further.  

After the two of them left and I rested a bit more, I asked Kyler, “You heard about Ryu Cheon, right?”  

“Unintentionally.”  

“Do you think she’s in the elf village?”  

“Hmm, honestly, I don’t think the odds are high. Seeing the natives found in the dungeon, there seem to be many different dimensions, and there appear to be multiple elf-inhabited ones too.”  

Apparently, there are dimensions where elves and humans coexist, And others populated by all kinds of different races.  

But the dimension we found seemed to be, though not certain, one inhabited solely by elves.  

“Hmm.”  

“But you never know. From what I heard, connecting the World Tree might trigger something new. That could lead to a clue…”  

“You’re right. If the World Trees become connected, we might even be able to interact with elves from other dimensions someday. I’ll give it a try.”  

After finishing our talk, we headed straight for the hot spring.  

After sweating that much, it was time to rest a bit.  

Ara excitedly changed into her swimsuit and bounced around.  

Ashu and Frey were with her, and before we knew it, the fairies had joined too.  

->=<

-=><=  

Seeing the fairies greet us happily, I gently patted them and let my body soak in the hot spring.  

So warm. So nice.  

“Kyu-seong Kyu-seong! Kyu-seong Kyu-seong!”  

“Yeah?”  

“Tomorrow is a fun day!”  

“Tomorrow? Oh, that’s right.”  

Tomorrow we’re finally visiting the little humans’ dimension.  

I didn’t have any real role there, But since I was going anyway, I’d greet the residents and see how they were doing…  

**  

Meanwhile, at the same time, in Chiyon.  

“We found a city!”  

Everyone was shocked by Verna’s outburst.  

“A city?”  

“A city, really?!”  

Then Verna continued the explanation she hadn’t managed to give earlier.  

“It’s a city where other races live!”  

“Other… races?”  

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[Now then, what do you think?]

The remains of the World Tree fall to the ground.

Massive debris crashes down with a monstrous sound.

Fluttering leaves decorate the ashen land, and small fragments scatter across the world like sleet.

Hope is shattered before their eyes.

That stark scene brought despair to the allied forces, a despair as if they were standing on the edge of a cliff with no way to resist.

It spread like a plague.

But that was only the beginning.

[Ah, come to think of it, you asked one more question.]

The sharp mouths on Baarma’s body sneered mockingly.

Baarma, standing beside the shattered World Tree as if amused—

[You were curious how I could appear before the World Tree now, weren’t you? The answer is simple. There’s a traitor among you.]

—smirked and dropped another truth no one wanted to hear.

“A tr-traitor?”

“A traitor among us?”

The morale of the allied forces wavered again at those words.

Tens of thousands of eyes turned to each other with suspicion, deepening the already cracked unity of the alliance.

And that crack soon began to tear open rapidly.

As if someone had been waiting for this moment.

Because of the person who left the alliance and joined Baarma’s side in an instant.

“That can’t be…”

“…Ha.”

“This is insane—”

Surang and Ashur burst into incredulous laughter.

Groans erupted from the allied forces.

The person who appeared from Baarma’s side was—

“Kalanda…!!”

It was Kalanda, the king of the elves.

“Why would you betray us~!”

A face always filled with solemnity and goodwill.

But now, it was filled with malice no one had ever seen before.

He looked like a devil, smirking just like Baarma.

As the furious Surang shouted,

“Betrayal? Betrayal? That’s a strange word.”

Kalanda chuckled and looked down at Surang—no, the allied forces.

“I was never part of the alliance to begin with.”

“…Then don’t tell me… The World Tree was attacked to coincide with Lord Yongrin’s sacrifice—”

Kalanda didn’t respond to Surang’s words.

Instead, he stuck out his lips, turned his body, and bowed deeply toward Baarma.

“O great Baarma! Have you been well!”

His booming voice rang out.

The betrayal by the king was like a confirmation kill.

The elves’ eyes filled with intense hostility, betrayal, and despair.

But almost proudly, Kalanda raised his voice even more.

“I have faithfully carried out the mission your servant entrusted to me, and I am here to receive your blessing!”

[Heh—]

Baarma, smiling cryptically, walked up to Kalanda and looked down at him.

[So, you’ve completed all your tasks?]

“Indeed! I have always delivered the alliance’s information to you and provided a secret path to the World Tree.”

Kalanda shamelessly listed proof of his betrayal without the slightest guilt.

His words brought mixed emotions to everyone.

Baarma’s followers smiled even more,

While the alliance drowned in betrayal and despair.

And among them, the one who reacted the most intensely—

“A-Ahh—”

—was Magrina.

It had to be her.

As if she couldn’t believe what was happening, her despair-filled eyes widened.

Her speechless lips trembled.

“Therefore—”

On one side, there was ecstasy.

“Now that I have completed all my missions for you, please grant me what was promised, O great Baarma!”

On the other side, despair spiraled to the extreme.

And when everything was said and done, Baarma, watching the scene, said—

[Heh, yes, that’s right. I did promise you immortality in exchange for completing your task. I remember.]

“Indeed!”

Kalanda shouted joyfully at Baarma’s affirmation.

But—

[However, you haven’t completed all the tasks.]

“…Pardon?”

At those words,

Kalanda’s face briefly went blank.

He looked as if he didn’t understand.

But Baarma continued to sneer.

[That wasn’t the only command I gave you, was it?]

“…Th-that is…”

[Did you forget my final command? The task of preparing a body to host the birth of His black being.]

“O-Oh, Baarma! As I said, I intended to offer a high elf’s body—my own daughter’s body! I tried to corrupt her spirit in any way I could to make her worthy for the great ones, but that—”

Kalanda’s voice trembled violently.

A low gasp flowed from the elves.

“……”

Only then did Alon realize all the pieces were coming together.

Why the elves harbored such irrational emotions toward Magrina.

Why she, despite being the daughter of the king, had to suffer such horrors repeatedly.

Everything.

[I know your efforts. You even contacted the apostles and led your daughter to be captured by our tribe, didn’t you?]

“Y-Yes! There were some minor issues, but I did my utmost—”

Kalanda, with his hideous face, pleaded as if asking for recognition.

Baarma, looking down at him, wore an unusually serious expression.

And then—

[Yes. I fully understand your efforts.]

“Thank you~!”

[But—]

KWA-DUDUDUDUK!!

Without hesitation, he stomped and crushed Kalanda’s body.

With a chilling sound, dark red blood soaked the ashen land.

Under Baarma’s blood-red foot, who had only been smirking,

[In the end, that was a failure.]

Kalanda was instantly crushed and vanished.

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Alon sensed it instinctively. The situation was at its worst.

No, it was worse than the worst.

He had experienced this once already while breaking through Baarma’s intense frontlines.

But undoubtedly, the current situation was many times worse than back then.

There were too many things the enemy had that they didn’t.

The morale of the alliance was at rock bottom.

He could even hear the sound of weapons dropping here and there.

Alon asked himself a question.

Could he change the tide of battle with the power he had shown last time?

Inside, he shook his head.

Back then and now may have looked similar on the surface, but there were far too many fundamental differences.

No matter how much they tried to boost morale, there seemed to be no way to counter the overwhelming number of cultists.

Even if they somehow managed to deal with all of them, Baarma was still there.

Just witnessing that being up close made Alon’s entire body tremble.

Baarma exuded a terrifying presence.

In other words, at this point, there was virtually no way to turn the situation around.

Yes, at this rate—

“Hoo—”

Alon let out a sigh and looked around.

Penia, frowning, was arranging her mana so she could cast magic at any moment,

While Rine, her face tense as she stared at Baarma, was preparing to summon Pluton to the battlefield without alerting the enemy.

But their efforts alone were not enough to change the tide of battle.

Something far greater was needed to overturn everything.

“……”

Alon fiddled once again with the item in his pocket.

When Baarma shattered the World Tree right before the alliance’s eyes—

A small realization flashed through his mind.

It wasn’t so much a realization as it was a connecting thread.

The thread that linked the advice he received through Dowon, and the information and interpretation Penia had spilled while reading.

Alon realized it when he saw the World Tree being destroyed.

But he couldn’t be sure it was truly the right choice.

It could just be a ridiculous delusion.

It could be a foolish waste of effort.

Still—

Squeeze—

Even so, he had to do it.

“……”

Alon took a step forward.

He walked past refugees staring ahead with eyes full of despair.

Past soldiers who had dropped their weapons out of helplessness.

Past commanders who glared forward, trying not to be overwhelmed by fear, even as their limbs trembled.

Past kings filled with betrayal and despair.

Past everyone—

And stepped forward.

Thus, standing before the entire allied army, he used up most of the mana remaining in his mana core and said, “Do not be afraid.”

It wasn’t a shout. Not a scream.

Not a battle cry.

Just a calm voice devoid of emotion, carried by mana and spread across the allied forces.

All eyes turned toward him.

Just that one utterance consumed nearly a third of his mana.

But it didn’t matter.

Because it was worth that much.

Alon took out the object he had been fiddling with since earlier and looked at it.

It was a seed, small and round like a fruit.

When he had headed toward the root of the World Tree— after dealing with the Ash Seeder, deep within the World Tree, he had received it.

A seed of the World Tree.

“Simply have faith.”

Again—

Using another third of his mana, Alon conveyed his words to the allied forces.

Then, under the shattered remains of the World Tree, he dropped the seed and shrouded himself in divinity.

However, this divinity— was not the divine form of Kalannon he had used until now—

Fwoooosh—!!!

But the divine power of the “Primordial Elf,” which he had accessed for the first time when he ventured beneath the World Tree.

Then, Alon’s surroundings began to change completely.

On the ashen ground, vibrant green sprouts appeared.

Life began to bloom.

[Fourth, the divinity of green, is regeneration.]

At the same time, Dowon’s advice surfaced in his mind.

“Then it will bring you victory.”

Alon’s final mana spread outward.

His intent and the divine power infused into the seed—

Pop—

Caused the World Tree to sprout.

The World Tree rapidly grew through the germination process in an instant.

From seed to sprout.

From sprout to branch.

From branch to tree.

From tree to a giant tree.

From giant tree—

[!!]

To the World Tree.

It absorbed all of the green divinity Alon held and grew at an overwhelming pace, surpassing even Baarma’s height.

As a result, the divine power of the “Primordial Elf” that Alon possessed— unlike Kalannon’s divinity, vanished entirely as if it had never existed.

The green planet that had existed within his body lost its light and disappeared.

But even though he felt this clearly, Alon didn’t care.

He covered the gray sky with green leaves,

And offered hope to the alliance forces who had only known despair.

That reverence—

Once again gathered around one man.

[!]

Baarma, witnessing it, instinctively reached out his hand to stop the growth of the World Tree.

However—

“Pluton, limited release.”

Unfortunately, Baarma’s movement was halted for a moment by a massive mechanical hand that fell from the sky.

He tried to deflect the giant fist rushing toward him, but things didn’t go as he intended.

And the reason was—

[-!]

A girl who had appeared out of nowhere.

A girl with long, snowy white hair flowing down to her waist stood before Baarma.

Kwa-dudududuk—!!!!

With brilliant, furious purple mana darker than her burning eyes, she completely shattered the  ground beneath her feet and charged toward Baarma.

Then, as the small girl’s kick pierced Baarma’s heart— inside Alon’s body, where the green planet had disappeared, a snowy white planet took its place.

The planet settled in without him realizing it and began to grow.

Alon, without hesitation, seized it—

[You who have glimpsed the fragment— I grant you a law.]

A voice whispered in his ear.

He couldn’t identify who it belonged to, but it was strangely familiar.

But rather than pay attention to that voice now, Alon opened his mouth without hesitation.

The law he had been thinking about from the moment he received that advice until now.

A law meant solely for him.

And—

[I grant it.]

At the moment he heard those final words, Alon opened his eyes.

The scene before him looked the same, but clearly, something had changed.

The World Tree had bloomed completely.

A vivid hope was etched into the soldiers’ eyes.

Yet the number of enemies that needed to be defeated remained the same.

But—

Alon smiled.

A deep smile formed on the face that had been expressionless for so long.

And—

“Reverse Heaven (天).”

A star rose in the gray sky.

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‘Wasn’t that something you shouldn’t say so lightly?’

Come to think of it, I had never once heard anything about Ryu Cheon’s parents.

It was truly strange that no one knew who the parents were of a successor from such a famous guild like Skyscraper—especially one with the title of the youngest Level 8 Awakener.

Other than her grandfather, Ryu Wang-jin, there was no known information about her blood relatives.

Even Yu Bihong, who stuck to her like a sister, wasn’t actually related by blood.

Watching Ryu Cheon still tilting her head in confusion, I subtly gave Yu Bihong a look.

“Should we pretend we didn’t hear that?”

“Sigh.”

Yu Bihong shook her head as if there was no helping it.

Regardless, Ryu Cheon looked blank, as if she had no idea why Yu Bihong had sighed.

“It doesn’t matter anyway.”

“What do you mean, it doesn’t matter, miss…?”

“Mr. Kyu-seong isn’t a stranger. Ara is my family.”

At some point, without us realizing, we’d become part of her family.

“My father was an Awakener. He met my mother in a dungeon, and that’s how I was born.”

“That’s really unexpected.”

“I was born with strong mana and a weak body because of that.”

So that was it. No wonder—it had been an unprecedented case so far.

She was born Awakener, and not just that, but Level 8 from birth.

From what we learned about elves, they seemed to wield magic, so maybe they were naturally gifted with mana from birth.

“Mr. Kyu-seong, why did you suddenly bring up elves…?”

“Oh, I happened to come across an elf by chance. So I was curious if you knew anything about them.”

“You met an elf?”

Yu Bihong asked again, startled.

Ryu Cheon also looked at me with wide, round eyes.

“Yes. It just happened by chance.”

“‘Happened by chance,’ you say…”

Though my words sounded a bit ridiculous, the two of them nodded slowly, seemingly accepting it.

Then Ryu Cheon finally spoke up.

“I don’t know much, but I’ll tell you everything I do know.”

But when I actually tried to ask, I wasn’t quite sure what to ask about.

Honestly, I found myself more curious about Ryu Cheon’s parents than elves.

“Hmm, first, I’m curious about the elves’ culture and habits. I did a bit of research through the guild, but there wasn’t much data.”

“I’ve heard they don’t lie. So by human standards, they might come across as a little strange.”

“Do you happen to know anything about their magic?”

“Oh, right. Elves don’t go through an Awakening like we do, but they’re born with mana. I’ve heard they use that to perform what we call magic.”

That seemed to be something common not just to the elves we met, but all elves.

But if her mother was an elf, wouldn’t she have seen it herself? Yet for some reason, Ryu Cheon’s words all sounded like secondhand information.

‘I want to ask, but it would be rude.’

From Yu Bihong’s expression, I could tell it wasn’t something to ask unless she brought it up herself.

“Ryu Cheon, is your mother an elf?”

Then!

Our Ara asked the very question that had been scratching at my curiosity.

She must’ve been thinking about it this whole time, tilting her head, waiting for the right moment to ask.

“You do look a little similar!”

“I do?”

“Yeah! You’re pretty!”

“…You’re cute.”

Staring blankly at Ara for a moment, Ryu Cheon finally confessed the thing we’d all been wondering.

“My father was a promising Awakener. You may or may not have heard of him—his name was Ryu Hwei. He was fairly well known.”

That was the first time I’d heard that name.

As both Ara and I looked puzzled, Yu Bihong added an explanation.

“He wasn’t famous enough for his name to reach Korea. He was a rising star, really. At the time, he was ranked 5.”

So maybe he had some recognition within China, even if not internationally.

As Ara and I listened, eyes wide with interest, Ryu Cheon continued her story.

“Then one day, he happened to discover a dungeon inhabited by native beings. That’s where he met the elves.”

“Aha.”

“My father fell for the elves’ charm and ended up living with them. That’s probably when he married my mother. He didn’t even tell my grandfather, of course.”

“…Huh?”

Wait, he acted completely on his own like that?

If it was Ryu Wang-jin back then, he must have exploded with rage.

“He lived in secret with the elves and eventually had me. But because I was born with a weak body, my father eventually decided to return to the outside world.”

“Oh dear.”

Didn’t even need to see it to imagine.

His son, who had vanished for over a year, suddenly reappeared with a newborn daughter.

And that daughter was in very poor health.

I couldn’t imagine how Ryu Wang-jin or Skyscraper felt back then.

‘I don’t even want to picture it.’

It seemed Ryu Cheon’s father had a very different personality from mine.

“Then… what about your father now…?”

I didn’t think he would’ve gone back to the dungeon after bringing Ryu Cheon out.

“He passed away.”

“Ah! I–I’m so sorry!”

“It’s okay. I don’t really remember him anyway.”

I had put my foot in my mouth.

I hadn’t expected that he was already gone.

I didn’t know how he died, but what a turbulent life it must have been.

And now I understood a bit better why Ryu Wang-jin doted on his granddaughter so much.

“The dungeon where my mother lived—there’s been no word from it since. My father never told anyone the location, so we don’t even know where it is. We don’t know if it was cleared or if a Break occurred.”

What happens to a dungeon when it’s cleared?

Many scholars had proposed theories, but no one knew for sure.

When a dungeon is cleared, the raiding team is allowed to exit, and the entrance closes.

So what happens to the dungeon itself?

Does it remain?

‘It’s possible.’

Considering things like the infinite dungeon I’ve been staying in, clearing it doesn’t seem to make the dungeon disappear.

Maybe only the passage connecting Earth and the dungeon vanishes, while the dungeon itself remains.

If so, then there’s a high chance Ryu Cheon’s mother is still alive, somewhere in another dimension.

“No way.”

“Yes?”

“Oh! It’s nothing. I was just thinking about something.”

…Could Ryu Cheon’s mother be in the dimension I ended up in?

Still, you never know.

I’ll try casually asking next time I visit tomorrow.

“Ryu Cheon, don’t you ever want to see your mother?”

“I am curious, but that’s all.”

Ryu Cheon shook her head side to side.

Her expression didn’t show a single hint of emotion.

Well, she had been brought outside as a newborn, so she probably never even felt their presence.

And judging by how Ryu Wang-jin treated her, it seemed she’d received plenty of love.

‘Though that must’ve come with its own struggles.’

While we were exchanging stories about Ryu Cheon’s past and the elves, Jung So-yeon—who had briefly stepped away—returned with someone.

“Mr. Kyu-seong, you have a visitor.”

“A visitor? Oh, Elder!”

It was Hassan.

Everyone seemed a bit taken aback by the sudden appearance of a Level 9 Awakener.

“Hoho, sorry about that. As soon as I came through the portal, this young lady caught me.”

“Uh, everyone. This is Elder Hassan. Elder, this is Ryu Cheon and Yu Bihong from the Skyscraper Guild, and Ms. Jung So-yeon of Ara Hongryeon.”

“Are you Hassan al-Din Sinan? It’s an honor to meet you. I’m Yu Bihong of Skyscraper Guild.”

“Ryu Cheon.”

After a brief round of introductions, Hassan explained why he’d come.

“There seems to be something unusual happening with the World Tree. Mark2 keeps going bbyong bbyong.”

“Mark2’s going bbyong bbyong?”

What’s going on?

We politely excused ourselves from the guests and decided to follow Hassan.

Since it was just a quick trip through the portal, it wasn’t much of a burden.

As soon as we crossed over and headed toward the World Tree, we could see that it had already grown to a dizzying height.

‘That was fast.’

We’d barely moved since exiting the portal, and yet the World Tree was already in sight—at this rate, in about a year, it might be like the one in the dungeon.

Judging by its size, it could easily hold an entire village inside.

Bbyorong!

“Mark2! What’s going on?”

“Mark2! Long time no see!”

Mark2 popped out just in time and greeted us warmly.

And then, an unexpected person appeared behind him.

“Huh? Hello there.”

It was Eli, the Harmonizer.

He bowed slightly and greeted us like he knew us.

Was this just a random visit?

—That thought crossed my mind just as Eli spoke.

“Thanks to you, I’m doing well.”

“Oh, are you living here now?”

“Yes.”

Seems like he’s settled in for good.

Unexpected.

“Hello, indeed.”

“Hi.”

While he exchanged greetings with Ara, Mark2 was saying something to me.

Bbyong bbyong!

“He really is going bbyong bbyong.”

From what I could gather, the World Tree had entered adolescence.

And now, it seemed like it might be possible to connect it to the one in the dungeon.

If I understood Mark2 this well, then I was definitely getting better at deciphering him.

Still, just in case, I asked Ara to translate, and it turned out I was pretty much right.

“Oooh, fascinating.”

“The World Trees will be connected…?”

Hassan and Eli were both surprised by this revelation.

Especially Eli, who seemed intrigued by the fact that there was another World Tree in the dungeon I stayed in.

“So that’s why you had the World Tree seed.”

“Yes. But it’s not like you can just get a World Tree seed easily.”

“Of course. If such an incredible tree were that easy to grow, that would be even more strange.”

But ever since earlier, Eli had been unusually friendly and gentle.

He hadn’t seemed this polite the last time I saw him.

“Have you taken a liking to this place?”

“Hm? Ah, I won’t deny it. These days, I feel at peace, like I’m living a second life.”

“That’s wonderful!”

It looked like Eli had become a prisoner to the World Tree.

Which, from my point of view, wasn’t a bad thing at all.

“Well then, let’s find out how to make the connection.”

“Mark2! How do we do it?”

When I asked Mark2 how to connect the World Trees, he started explaining enthusiastically, complete with bbyong bbyong sounds.

“You’ll need fairy enchantments and elf magic.”

“…Fairy enchantments and elf magic?”

What kind of requirement is that?

Honestly, I thought once the World Tree grew enough, the connection would just happen automatically.

But thinking about it, of course it wouldn’t be that easy.

“This is more complicated than I expected.”

“Fairy enchantments? Elf magic?”

Hassan and Eli were also surprised by the unexpected list of ingredients.

But that wasn’t the end of it.

“You’ll also need the ancient blessing of a High Elf!”

“Oh come on…”

Why does the list keep getting longer?

“And the Awakening Elixir of the Fairy Queen! Plus, an elven relic!”

“T-That’s a lot of stuff?!”

But if I think about it…

I actually have all of it.

‘If I manage to build enough trust with the elves, I might be able to ask for their help?!’

The problem was, I couldn’t bring the elves outside the portal.

I wasn’t sure of the exact requirements, but  if the elves needed to directly interact with the World Tree, then this could become a real challenge.

‘Wait a second! Doesn’t the elf village have its own World Tree too?’

…This might work.

Maybe I can try linking to the elf village’s World Tree first!

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From the next day on, the capital of the alliance began to get busy.

The soldiers, who had stood around like old trees without any motivation, were now moving busily, preparing something.

The people also helped the soldiers without exception.

In the midst of all that, Alon—

“You’re so mean~!!”

He had come to visit the children he had rescued.

Alon looked down at Arquilainisis—no, Ar—who had wrapped her tail around his waist and was crying like a child.

“Why didn’t you come to see me?!”

“……It’s only been a few days.”

“Still, you’re too mean! You could’ve come yesterday or the day before!”

Even while sobbing, Ar said everything she wanted to say.

“Come down already, you silly dragon.”

“No!”

As Nangwon, who was watching them with an exasperated expression, said something— Ar shouted back.

Leaving Ar clinging to him like a cicada, Alon asked Nangwon,

“Have you been doing well?”

“Yes, thanks to your care, I was able to stay very comfortably. Thank you.”

Nangwon bowed politely just like before.

Alon was relieved.

‘I’m glad I had a place arranged for them inside the palace.’

Though Ryanga, Ar, and Lia might have been fine—

Someone like Nangwon could’ve caused trouble if left outside, so Alon had deliberately arranged lodging within the kingdom.

“By the way, Ryanga—”

“Chief!”

Before he could even ask, Ryanga came running from afar.

Still, a bright smile was clearly on her face.

“Have you been well?”

“Yeah, I was practicing.”

“Practicing?”

“……Yeah, I’m still not used to it, so I’ve been practicing how to handle it.”

Ryanga answered with an awkward smile.

As Alon looked at her, hiding both hands behind her back, he glanced down slightly.

Blood was seeping out between the bandages on her feet.

“Take care of yourself while you practice. If your body gives out when it really matters, you won’t be able to do anything.”

“Thanks for worrying about me.”

After Ryanga, the fox beast Lia showed up late.

Once Alon had checked on all the children’s conditions, he headed to his next destination.

“Penia.”

“Marquis, you’re here?”

It was where Penia was.

“Any new developments?”

The reason he came to see her— was to hear her opinion on the hint he had recently received from Dowon.

“Hmm—It’s not perfect, but I’ve managed to interpret it to some extent.”

Penia recited Dowon’s words that had been passed on to her via Alon.

[First, do not cling to the technique called Reversal of Heaven, and instead, reflect on what you truly need.]

[Second, do not seek out the laws.]

[Third, engrave it at the moment of birth.]

[Fourth, the divinity of green, is regeneration.]

As if someone unknown had foreseen that Alon would come to the past—

It was a spell entrusted to Dowon.

Alon had already repeated those words to himself several times.

“In my opinion, this hint basically means: ‘Create a new law and become a True Mage.’ That’s the only interpretation I can get from it.”

“So you think so too?”

“Did you think that as well, Marquis?”

“I wasn’t certain. But I remembered something you said before.”

“That all True Mages have the potential to become gods…………right?”

“Yes.”

Penia nodded in agreement.

“To be honest, I also interpreted it with that phrase in mind. Well, it’s not like it could be interpreted any other way.”

“Did you gain any other knowledge?”

“There were a bunch of books, so I did learn quite a lot~ But when it comes to the essence of a True Mage, the fundamental part—there wasn’t really anything.”

“……The essence?”

“Yes.”

Penia hesitated for a moment, then began to speak.

“Based on what I’ve learned, all True Mages—except for the first one who created the law—passed down mental images and developed magic that way.”

As Alon nodded for her to continue, Penia went on.

“So the process of how someone becomes a True Mage… it’s mostly vaguely written. Although there are other sections.”

For instance, things like the law of words or the law of beastkin.

—As she murmured, she suddenly went “Ah,” and said,

“But this part might be helpful to you, Marquis.”

“That’s true.”

“Right? It’s really helpful, isn’t it?”

Her eyes sparkled brightly.

“……What artifact do you want to research?”

Alon, sensing her true intention, asked, and she giggled.

“I’ll tell you next time. Anyway, what’s certain is that ‘you become a True Mage through the process of becoming a god.’”

“And the process is the mysterious part, huh.”

“Exactly.”

She held her head and groaned as if it were giving her a headache.

“Well, unless I actually experiment with it, it’s hard to draw a solid conclusion. Anyway, that’s my interpretation.”

“I see.”

“But it’s definitely a bit strange, isn’t it? Last time, didn’t you get a hint to reach the fifth level?”

“I did.”

“But you’ve already reached the fifth level, haven’t you?”

“I can use mana burn, which only fifth-level mages can use, so I guess I’m at the beginning stage.”

Before coming to the past, Alon had already reached the fifth level.

“Do you feel any sense of what path you need to take next? You don’t, do you?”

“Of course not.”

“……Are the hints not connected to each other?”

The conversation between Penia and Alon grew longer, and so did their concerns.

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Exactly one week later.

Alon had spent the time with the children, or reflecting on spells with Penia.

At night, he also listened to Magrina or had brief conversations with Rine.

Thanks to being so occupied, the week passed by in the blink of an eye.

“Everyone, move out!”

The time had come to head toward the final battlefield.

The army and civilians began moving, essentially abandoning the capital.

This was because of the World Tree, located beyond the alliance’s capital.

Fearing massacre, most civilians remaining in the capital decided to move along.

Watching the seemingly endless procession in silence—

“Let’s go, godfather.”

“Yes.”

Alon soon joined the procession.

‘About two weeks left now.’

Just as Alon recalled the information he had heard earlier—

“Come to think of it, Marquis,”

“Hmm? What is it?”

“I never really thought about it until now, but where did he go?”

“……?”

“… Basiliora, I mean.”

“Ah.”

At Penia’s casual question, Alon let out a quiet exclamation.

Penia quickly turned her head left and right, scanning her surroundings.

“I mean, you said Blackie’s been asleep since before, so I didn’t think much of it, but Basiliora hasn’t even shown his nose.”

Just as Penia said.

Blackie had appeared a few times after coming to the past— but had mostly been asleep and rarely showed himself.

Basiliora, however, was even more absent.

He hadn’t appeared at all since they arrived in the past.

Alon immediately checked the ring.

“?”

The ring looked the same as always.

He poured mana into it.

But still, there was no noticeable change.

‘What is this?’

Alon stared at the ring for a while, his eyes filled with doubt.

####

The allied forces steadily advanced toward the World Tree.

Exactly two weeks after the march began, they arrived at the land of the elves, Greynifra, where the World Tree stood.

Everything went as expected.

Thanks to Yongrin’s sacrifice, they arrived at the World Tree in time.

Even though the World Tree had suffered great damage, it still maintained its form.

However, there was one thing—

That they had not predicted.

“H-How did Baarma’s followers…!”

It was Baarma’s cultists.

They should not have been able to enter Greynifra in the first place— yet they had set up camp as if they were waiting for the allied army’s arrival.

And as if that wasn’t enough—

“Baarma…!”

Baarma himself appeared.

The god who fed on the lives and fears of other races to grow in strength.

Seated on a grotesque throne adorned with flesh and bones, exuding vicious madness— he looked down at the allied army.

“Uwaaah—”

“B-Baarma is here…!”

“H-He shouldn’t be able to enter right now…”

“How in the world…”

The allied army instantly fell into chaos from his mere appearance.

Baarma, sitting on the grotesque throne, twisted his lips into a smile.

His appearance was monstrous.

His massive body, nearly the same size as Dowon’s, was covered in mouths screaming to be fed, ready to devour anything.

His abyss-like red reverse eyes— instilled hopeless fear in all who looked into them.

Just as all eyes turned toward Baarma—

Crunch—!

As his foot slowly descended, one cultist, who had been lying prostrate to worship him, was crushed flat beneath it.

A death so sudden and meaningless, it felt even more horrifying.

But no one dared protest.

The cultists only bowed lower in reverence.

Their eerie fanaticism made the air feel even heavier.

At last.

[Welcome, my feast.]

Baarma’s voice rang out.

The allied forces clearly heard the word he used to describe them, spoken from his twisted mouth.

Not “enemies,” but “feast.”

Baarma rested his chin on his hand and continued—

[Such fine faces. Perfectly mouthwatering expressions for my final banquet.]

He said arrogantly.

“……How is this possible~?”

Surang muttered blankly, and Baarma mocked him.

[So curious, are you? Wondering how I got in here even after Yongrin’s sacrifice? Or is it that you’re shocked I was waiting, knowing you’d come here?]

He sneered wider.

[The answer is simple. His sacrifice, as a living offering, has long lost its power.]

“A living offering?”

[Yes. It took quite a few offerings to dull that power. Thanks to that, I couldn’t even eat them—I had to use them all up on that place.]

T-!

|-!

Along Baarma’s lips, the mouths scattered across his body bared sharp teeth and burst into mocking laughter.

Surang clenched his fists tightly.

“Then why haven’t you attacked—”

But his mouth soon fell silent.

Alon, too, stayed silent.

Because he knew the answer.

He had already gone through something similar.

He knew why Baarma didn’t just kill them immediately, why he left them with hope.

He had been told.

By Baarma’s apostle.

[Heh—]

Perhaps realizing the reason for Surang’s silence,

Baarma rose from his throne and began walking toward the World Tree.

With every step he took,

The prostrated cultists beneath him were crushed brutally to death,

Yet none who had their foreheads pressed to the ground rose up.

Unmoving.

A chillingly devout fanaticism

Pressed down harder and harder on the air around them.

And finally— Baarma reached the front of the World Tree and brushed it with his hand.

Though it had once burned, the tree still held onto life.

The massive tree, far larger than himself, was caressed again and again by Baarma.

[This is your hope, isn’t it?]

He looked at the allied army and smiled.

CRACK—!

He thrust his giant hand into the World Tree.

CRUNCH—CRACKLEEEE~!

In that instant, the tree, which had retained at least half its life, began to swell rapidly—

KA-KA-KA-KA-KABOOM—!!!

And it exploded into pieces.

So suddenly.

So effortlessly.

“……”

No one could even exhale.

The allied army’s gaze simply drifted aimlessly into the air.

Shards of the once-mighty World Tree scattered in every direction, falling with thunderous noise.

The tree was completely and utterly destroyed.

Next to it, Baarma smiled in near ecstasy.

Only then—

“Ah~”

A quiet sigh escaped someone’s lips.

A sigh of helplessness.

And in that moment, within the despair where everything had gone exactly as Baarma intended— as he stared at the shattered fragments of the World Tree— only Alon came to a realization.

He instinctively reached into his pocket.

And he fidgeted with it.

That object which had long been resting inside his pocket.

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