There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 502



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EP.502 To you we waited for (4)

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Dawn was not surprised.

Because the former saintess who was bowing her head in greeting right now in front of him was definitely a fake.

When he first learned the warrior’s martial arts… So when the false Margrave spoke to him, didn’t Mahagan himself say this?

‘That’s fake, it’s an illusion. It’s like a robot that Earthlings like. The conversation function wasn’t even included in the first place. But how can you say it?’

Yeah, that’s fake. As I took my time and slowly checked my appearance, I became more confident.

A young look with no wrinkles on the skin. To exaggerate a bit, he looked like he was only a few years older than Dawn.

‘Is this like a mental attack through illusion?’

In that case, it was best to deal with it quickly without any need for further conversation.

After making her decision in a short period of time, Dawn calmly drew her sword.

… I tried to pull it out.

But before he could draw his sword, the saintess of Jeondae came quickly and placed her hand on his face.

Because it did not feel alive, it was slow to react, and Dawn froze.

“Hmm, they don’t look much alike.”

A hand groping the cheek with an incomprehensible sound.

The surprise I had suppressed burst out all at once at the soft touch. She was so surprised that Dawn almost lost her grip on her sword.

“He’s not very personable either.”

“… .”

“Oh, are you dumb?”

“… no. “I’m not dumb.”

“Then why don’t you say hello?”

“uh… that is… hello. “Jeondae Saintess.”

When Dawn greeted him absentmindedly, the former saintess took her hand away from his face and laughed. It was an easy-going smile like Seti’s.

“Hmm, are you a former saint?”

“… .”

“Then what do we call the saint now? A modern saint?”

“that… No, I just call her a saint.”

“Just a saint… ? “Unlike when you call me, you don’t use the word ‘nim’?”

The saintess of Jeondae looked her up and down with meaningful gaze. It was the same look in the eyes of the Ayatollah as he looked at the reliquary in his dream.

No, what did I do to deserve the same treatment as my father-in-law? Dawn, who was slightly offended, unexpectedly looked for Mahagan.

“Mahagan! What kind of ordeal is this? “Please come out and explain!”

No answer came back. You damn old man. He must have been hiding somewhere and smiling.

“It’s no use asking Mahagan. “He who has become Ji Bakryeong will not know exactly what this is.”

At that time, the saintess of Jeondae interrupted his thoughts.

“And one more thing. This is not an ordeal. “It’s succession.”

“… succession?”

The saintess of Jeondae did not answer right away, but took a step backwards, to be exact, one step, and then spoke.

“Hero of the present, you probably don’t know why we failed or what it cost us.”

“… .”

failure. Dawn bit her lip slightly at the words that came out of the mouth of the young Jeondae saintess. She frowned once more at her next words.

“But even though we are failures, we are not stupid enough to pass that failure on to future generations. This… “This is a succession to avoid repeating our mistakes.”

Dawn looked at the former saint with a frozen face.

There was still a light smile on her face, but Dawn could easily see that it was meant to hide heavy emotions.

“May I ask what mistake you made?”

“The question is free, but the answer is different. No matter how much I ask, I can’t answer right now. Because you’re not ready yet.”

It was a vague statement, but Dawn focused on the word ‘now.’

I don’t know exactly when, but they said they would answer later.

Queenie Cowan, Mahagan, why are all the warrior parties in the squadron so selfish?

Above all, it was difficult to understand that Dawn, who had defeated not one but two demon lords, was not ready, but Dawn said as she put the half-drawn sword back into her inventory.

“Then you can refuse that inheritance?”

It was something I said as a counterattack, but the response from the former saint was beyond my imagination.

“refuse? Of course you can refuse. But you’d better not do that. because… ”

“… because?”

“Because I’m going to cry right here.”

“… .”

Dawn swallowed her complicated thoughts as she saw her smiling brightly like a modern-day saint.

No matter how mature he was, it was difficult for him to watch his parents do stupid things when he was young.

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anyway.

As soon as Dawn answered that she would take over, the former saintess stuck out her finger and said.

“Are you the type of person who is weak towards women? “You look like a warrior.”

“… .”

Isn’t this really a mental attack?

While Dawn was doubting once more, the Jeondae Saintess began to walk down the stairs at a brisk pace.

“Now, don’t stay still and follow me.”

The former saintess glanced back at him and went down the stairs. Dawn followed her without saying a word.

And when we had gone down to about the second floor, the former saintess opened her mouth.

“Are you really that silent?”

He seemed to really dislike silence. Dawn roughly answered.

“yes.”

“… Again, you answer with a short answer. Isn’t there a more interesting answer? “You said you don’t talk to women outside of your home because you already own someone?”

“… “That’s it.”

“Aha, you have an owner?”

“… .”

Was it a Judo newspaper? Dawn suppressed an indescribable emotion. It was a completely different feeling from when she first read the letter left by the former saint at the Magic Tower… .

Even that feeling didn’t last long.

“Then, by any chance, I can’t ride a unicorn?”

“… .”

“Seeing as you can’t answer, I guess you really can’t ride? and… .”

Closing her eyes tightly, Dawn recalled a hypothesis she had forgotten.

Since the saint of the present era grew up next to the saint of the past, perhaps the personality of the saint of the current era is actually similar to that of the saint of the past… A profane hypothesis.

Fortunately, before those blasphemous thoughts filled my mind, the former saintess stopped walking.

A wide staircase located in the middle of a tight staircase.

Saint Jeondae said as she knelt down on the wide stairs.

“Now that I think about it, it’s a strange thing. “I never thought I would be the first person the hero meets, and not anyone else.”

“… “Is this strange?”

“It’s not strange, it’s unexpected. This ‘succession’ is designed so that the party members who can fill in the weakest parts come first. “If you lack magic skills, Mahagan appears, and if you lack complex response skills, Queenie appears.”

The saintess of Jeondae, who had spoken up to that point, gestured for me to come closer and added.

“My appearance means that the hero can use divinity, right? If we only count the records, it’s been almost 1200 years since this happened. “It’s amazing.”

Regardless of the reaction of the Jeondae Saintess with sparkling eyes, Dawn calmly sat in front of her.

“So, the saint appeared to teach me about divinity.”

I didn’t meet you because they were my parents. She felt a little sad about Dawn. But her feelings were feelings, and she had to do what she had to do.

The saintess of Jeondae suddenly held Yeo-myeong’s hand tightly and asked.

“Which god does this great hero serve? Ulthvati? Redox?”

“Neither. “I serve the God of Earth, not the God of Asha.”

“… ?”

As soon as she heard his answer, a question mark appeared over the head of the former saint.

“By any chance, did you work as a carpenter in Nazareth before becoming a warrior?”

Although I was spinning around, the question was whether I served Jesus. She shook her head.

“No, I was working as a cleaner in Incheon.”

“It’s Incheon… I think it was a place name for the Korean Peninsula. “Are you a bear that ate mugwort and garlic and became human?”

“I serve a god that has nothing to do with my hometown. Khepri, the Egyptian sun god.”

It seemed like it would become a riddle if left like this, so Dawn immediately revealed God’s name. The saintess opened her eyes wide.

“Earth’s sun god… “How did the warrior bloodline end up there?”

“… “I’m curious too.”

Why did you give birth to me like that? Questions rose to the top of her chin, but the person in front of her was not her real mother. It’s just a remnant of the past created by the ordeal of the stairs.

While Dawn was struggling to swallow her sadness, Saint Jeondae pressed her fingers into his palm.

“You don’t need to be too conscious of your lineage or which god you serve. “No matter what god it is, the way to use it is all there.”

“… “These are somewhat profane words coming from the mouth of a saint.”

The saintess of Jeondae chuckled.

“It is only the religious opinion that the God we serve is the best. If a person who does not know the five gods does good, is that not good? The gods don’t see the world that way. “From the moment the gods gave us free will, it is our will that matters.”

“… .”

“You look like you don’t believe me? Well, it would be quicker to show rather than explain.”

After saying that, the saint immediately placed her palms on Dawn’s palms. Like her praying hands.

“Ulth’vathy the White, I seek your light.”

With her brief prayer, bright light spread over her folded hands.

Mana so strong that it makes your palms tingle.

It was not the martial mana that lay dormant in the saint’s heart and blood vessels, nor was it the magical mana that responded to the mana of the surrounding atmosphere.

“You can feel it, right? Mana is flowing in from another dimension, somewhere above our sky.”

It was just as she explained. But what does that mean? As far as Dawn knew, this was information provided in the academy curriculum.

Yes, that is what divinity is.

A technology that is chosen by beings from another dimension to become a passageway and bring mana from another dimension into this world through that passageway.

Therefore, divine users, regardless of whether it was the Church of the Five Gods or the Church of the Apocalypse, devoted all their efforts to their gods and their teachings.

That was the law…

The former saint went one step further.

“Khepri of the Sun.”

But the next moment, the amount of mana flowing from the hands of the former saintess exploded.

Khepri’s mana is similar to but distinctly different from that of Ulth’vati.

“… how?”

When Dawn looked at the saint with startled eyes, she tickled her fingers on Dawn’s palm and said,

“Protect the weak, defend justice, share love… Although there may be differences in degree, the teachings of the gods all point in the same direction. “Isn’t it more strange that a good person would not be given power just because he serves another god?”

“… .”

“Okay, let’s stop being surprised here, just focus. “I will teach you how to move mana that is not mine and turn it into a blessing.”

Immediately after, the former saintess began to move Khepri’s divinity as if to show off. Delicate and soft.

He is so good at controlling it, it seems like he can control it better than the transformed Dawn…

At that time, the former saintess suddenly stopped her hand. She looked at the golden nova and the dawn alternately with a surprised face.

“… Why is it so easy?”

“Why are you asking me that?”

“No, it’s a little strange, isn’t it? It’s not like the gods of Earth blessed me, but it’s like… .”

Like what? The saintess trailed off as she stared at her dawn, then opened her eyes wide.

Almost like I realized something.

Could it be that she realized that what was in front of her was her future child?

For a moment, Dawn looked at her with a mixture of anticipation and worry.

The saint opened her mouth.

“you… “You didn’t just receive a blessing, you were an incarnation?”

“… hmm?”

“The incarnation of the sun god… Who would have thought that the gods of Earth would give such a gift to the lineage of warriors beyond the portal. “How?”

“… .”

“Are your parents, by any chance, members of Egyptian royalty?”

Do you see it that way? While Dawn desperately tried to resist the urge to ask back, the Jeondae saintess smiled and continued.

“Well, I’m glad. “If it’s Hwashin, I can succeed much faster than I expected.”

“Then I’m glad.”

“Thank goodness. Aren’t you treating me too coldly even though I’m a married woman?”

“… .”

She really looks like a modern-day saint. Dawn closed her eyes tightly and asked.

“if… After the succession is over, does that mean I won’t be able to see the former saint again?”

“Why, do I still want to see you?”

A subtle smile. Instead of answering yes, Dawn changed her words.

“that… Well, there are people other than me who would be happy to see the Jeondae Saint.”

“Who wants to see me? “At this time?”

“Yes, there are surviving elders of the Holy Knights.”

“Holy Knights… Unfortunately, it will be difficult. “I can only see it in this generation’s hero party that can inherit it.”

“… “There is someone among this warrior party who wants to see the saint.”

Immediately after, a voice was heard from the top of the stairs.

“uh?! “I’m sitting across from a woman whose identity I don’t know!”

It was said that even a tiger would come if you spoke to it, or it was the voice of a modern saint who was as stern as ever.

The vision of the former saintess said as she glanced up the stairs.

“You want to see me… “Is that by any chance?”

That’s it. While Dawn was nodding her head, the rest of the party arrived at the stairs and looked down.

Seti, Myridis, Salome…

The former saintess, who checked their faces, asked in a slightly embarrassed voice.

“and… Are they all women? “Has the green god joined hands with fate?”

“No, that’s… .”

Dawn, who was about to reply, “It was just a coincidence,” closed her mouth. This was because the image of the former saint suddenly became blurred.

“Ah, this. There’s no need to be surprised. That’s because succession is one person at a time. “If the number of people increases, the magic of the stairs cannot withstand it.”

“… .”

“See you later… But which of them is this?”

As if trying to remain cheerful until the end, the former saintess lifted her little finger.

Dawn could not answer right away, but after a brief pause, she stuck her head out and answered in a low voice. Like a child confessing something shameful to her parents.

“Everyone except the wizard at the end.”