Binding (18)
“……The Arch-Enemy is going to face the Underworld King?”
Daymus’s assertion that the Arch-Enemy of Deadrise, who never appeared in official settings, might move, caused a stir.
Perhaps sensing the gravity of those words, the others fell into a silent stillness within the consciousness space.
“……”
They must be contemplating the magnitude of the impact if the Arch-Enemy, considered the head of the Legion, were to step forward directly.
However, rather than immediately responding to Daymus’s words, Lenok focused on observing the reactions of the others.
“I don’t know if it’s bravado or if he has something to rely on….”
Chebien chuckled darkly.
“To face that black magician head-on, it wouldn’t be enough to just reach the same level of hierarchy….”
“I heard the Arch-Enemy of Deadrise is an oddball who built the largest military faction on the continent, despite not even being a soldier.”
Vernon mumbled, his expression hazy with intoxication.
“It’s natural that he’s excellent as a commander, but was he also a powerful superhuman to rival the Underworld King?”
“It seems the Arch-Enemy’s martial prowess is much higher than expected. But I’ve hardly heard anything about his records or achievements….”
The members of the Pandemonium didn’t seem to know exactly who the Arch-Enemy was, but their questions were precisely hitting the core.
What level had Ethan Bajur, the leader and Arch-Enemy of Deadrise, reached in terms of martial prowess?
Lenok had been pondering this question as soon as he understood Daymus’s words.
Although this was only his second meeting with Daymus, he was clearly a cold and realistic soldier at first glance.
Especially as a commander leading the Legion, his insight into judging the outcome of battles must be considerable.
If Daymus doesn’t assume Ethan’s defeat against Myung, it must not be a baseless belief.
Lenok also had some inkling.
‘The art of resurrection and the magic of reverse heaven. Did he achieve something using those two means…?’
Ethan’s journey, which he encountered through the travelogue in Yorta. The fate of a resurrected being who could only obtain a new life after dying once.
If the talent of reverse heaven [a magic that can reverse the flow of time or fate] inherited from Kaise became even stronger after death, to the point where he could even reverse his own death.
If, in the process, he had even broken free from the curse of his nature and completely lifted its restrictions.
With that talent to reverse even his own fate, he might have transformed into something completely different from existing superhumans.
“You don’t know what Myung has been up to lately. If you did, you wouldn’t be able to say such things so easily.”
However, Maiya did not hesitate to ridicule Daymus.
“He’s a monster who abandoned being human the moment he started building his hierarchy. He’s qualitatively different from mortals like you and me, who are dragged along by the great currents….”
“……”
“Well, fine. There’s no reason to make a fuss over something that hasn’t happened. Just don’t try to pull any unnecessary tricks to escalate things.”
The cold gaze of the executioner seemed to pierce through Daymus’s brow.
“If what you do interferes with my work, I’ll kill you first.”
Just as Daymus was using Pandemonium, Maiya Lenslit was also an exile who prioritized her own goals above all else.
Therefore, she must be empirically understanding and wary of the high possibility that his actions would conflict with her own goals.
[Master, this is great.]
Dabi, who had been listening to the conversation from inside Lenok’s robe, whispered while wriggling.
[I’ll release information on the deep web in advance and test which side will win.]
“……”
What’s so great about that? No, I think I know, but I don’t really want to think about it.
Leaving the silent Lenok behind, Dabi muttered in a sinister tone from inside the robe.
[Hehehe, if I gather plausible video materials and draw aggro, it’s not impossible to temporarily paralyze the central network, bbbbb.]
While grabbing the mouth of the cyber spirit, who I didn’t know if he wanted to get information or cause chaos on the deep web.
Freya, who had been tilting her head, unable to join the conversation, looked around and asked.
“Arch-Enemy… are you talking about some kind of military title?”
“If it means the one who commands all the legions under Deadrise, then it’s probably correct.”
The professor retorted in a leisurely tone.
“But Daymus, is it okay to bring up such a thing so easily in a place like this?”
“……”
“As far as I know, the generals of your faction… are not in very good health.”
A faint, undisguised sneer was mixed in the professor’s voice.
Indeed, the professor must know that the leader of Deadrise, including Gilleon, is Ethan Bajur.
He must also be aware that their condition is not good enough to be on the front lines right now.
Daymus frowned for a moment, realizing that he was openly pointing out the Legion’s weakness, but he quickly regained his composure.
“……That’s right. It wasn’t something I could hide from someone like you.”
“Hmm.”
“However, as a result of suppressing the activities of the generals and trying to internally consolidate, there have been significant gains.”
Daymus’s eyes flashed intensely for a moment.
“The events in Yorta, and various pieces are being put together in various places. It won’t be long.”
The replica of the travelogue that was handed over to Songha in Yorta.
It seems that various arrangements to restore Ethan’s memories, including that, are actively being made within the Legion.
Although he didn’t explain anything properly, Lenok felt like he could understand what Daymus was trying to say.
He was hinting that the Legion might start moving in earnest soon.
“The reason I’m revealing even these secret stories is to let you know that the matter with Gyeonroe is not something that will end with just one incident.”
“So what does that have to do with us-”
“That guy continues to imprint his influence on the megacities without belonging anywhere. Among the monsters who have reached level 8, he has a uniquely dangerous and belligerent nature, and his capabilities are also high, matching his twisted nature.”
Daymus, who had turned his back to the chair, said.
“The Central Command is already treating that magician as the most promising challenger of the next generation and is wary of him.”
“……”
“When I first brought up the story at this meeting, it was treated as a far-fetched idea. But what about Gyeonroe now? What about next time?”
Among the silent members, Daymus asked in an indifferent voice.
“When we meet again, can you be sure that the blood-crazed magician won’t be more dangerous than the Underworld King?”
“……”
“All we need are people. The rest can be replenished anywhere, anytime, no matter how much. The same goes for the other members.”
Daymus slowly turned the ring on his finger, exchanging glances with Chebien, Vernon, and Raphael.
“If it’s a reasonable request, we can meet your conditions. I hope you’ll seriously consider it and contact us.”
As the ring turned, Daymus’s figure slowly blurred.
“I’ll be waiting.”
“Whatever.”
Ignoring Freya’s indifferent reply, Daymus disappeared.
Whoosh!!
The others also seemed to look at the empty space where Daymus had disappeared for a moment, then one by one, they got up from their seats.
“The time to maintain the consciousness space is over. I’ll be leaving now….”
Chebien’s figure, moving the gloomy mannequin and turning it this way.
He seemed to give Lenok a subtle smile, then tilted the mannequin’s head in a strange direction.
“Today, let’s consider the fact that the consciousness space wasn’t ruined by an arrogant sorcerer as a gain….”
“Puppeteer.”
Lenok chuckled and said.
“The story about the Magic Tower. You were the first to bring it up and see the reaction.”
“……”
“You pretend not to, but weren’t you trying to see if Daymus had the same idea?”
Lenok gave a cold look at the silent mannequin.
“Daymus knew your intentions but let himself be used, but he won’t do that next time… You should be careful with your words from now on.”
“Hehe, you’re still annoyingly sharp….”
Chebien kept chuckling darkly, then suddenly stopped and said.
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
“I’m going~ Oh, and if you see that clown bastard, please contact me on TalkerPals!! I need some illusion magic if I’m going to leave my tour in the middle, but he’s not reading my messages!”
Freya kicked Chebien away and disappeared noisily.
Vernon, who was coaxing them to go out for a drink, and Professor Raphael, who was watching for a chance to talk to the professor about common magic.
Leaving behind the new members who didn’t say anything until the end of the meeting, and Maiya, who didn’t even glance this way, Lenok raised his thoughts. At that moment.
“Ah, Victor.”
Whoong!!
From the depths of the sinking simulated consciousness space, the professor spoke to Lenok.
Immediately after, the consciousness space began to be isolated and reorganized, centered around Lenok and the professor.
Thud thud!!
A strange situation where only the two of them were left in the quiet darkness.
Lenok tilted his head amidst the remnants of the consciousness that even Highrea had left.
“……What’s going on?”
“There’s one thing I wanted to confirm before we finished.”
Crack, crack!!
The pure white fur ball, representing the professor’s will, collapsed on the spot.
Flesh was torn off, flesh and blood decomposed, and even bones were crushed in death.
To convey his intellect intact to a distant place, he always used a technique that mimicked human sacrifice.
It wasn’t something he saw every time he faced the professor, and it was something he saw occasionally.
But seeing the sacrifice die like this was not a pleasant experience.
While Lenok was thinking that and waiting for the professor’s answer with his arms crossed.
The professor asked.
“Earlier, you told Daymus that if Myung was still maintaining his consciousness… you said that, right?”
“……”
“Can I assume that you also know what state Myung is in right now?”
Indeed, the professor didn’t miss even that passing remark.
He thought that someone among the members would understand, but the professor was the fastest.
The professor spoke again without waiting for Lenok’s answer.
“We don’t have much time. I’ll tell you what I know and then we can talk.”
“I’m listening.”
“Myung is currently standing still, facing a very great challenge. You know why, right?”
“……”
“He obtained a fate beyond what was given to him through the Gabi Flight, and reached the door of transcendence unrealistically quickly.”
The professor explained.
“The problem is that Myung’s capabilities are so outstanding that he was ready before he even finished the Gabi Flight.”
“I think I need to hear an explanation of what exactly the Gabi Flight is.”
Lenok replied.
“I only know that Myung focused on destroying civilizations while traveling the continent. What exactly does that mean?”
The professor laughed.
“No, I won’t explain it. There’s no need to.”
“What do you-”
“You already know what the Gabi Flight is. You’re just trying not to show it. Or maybe you’re not aware of it.”
“……”
“Myung has very strict and ruthless standards, but he is very generous to those who surpass those standards.”
The professor said.
“That’s why I think you would have watched what Myung was pursuing at least once… and you would have understood why Myung became like that.”
A conviction that was so chillingly calm.
An intuition that finds answers in vague impressions and judgments that are not even based on any particular evidence.
But the most surprising fact was that such vague judgments and answers were very close to the truth.
The reason why Lenok felt that the professor was more dangerous than anyone else was because he was an outstanding researcher, but also had a nature that was not bound by numbers and data.
It was because he understood the importance of abstract values and ideas more clearly than anyone else.
“What do you want to say?”
“It’s simple.”
The professor slowly nodded.
“After Myung finishes all the preparations and makes a decision… he might try to complete the Gabi Flight that he couldn’t finish.”
“……”
“Because it’s a journey that he has to see through to the end once he starts it. Even if it’s not Myung’s own will.”
“That’s….”
“What would happen if Myung became stronger than he is now, and more broken, and continued to ‘harvest’ the continent?”
The professor’s assumption was so suffocating.
Leaving Lenok, who couldn’t easily answer, the professor laughed softly.
“A bloodbath that can’t even be compared to the time of Gyebaek [a famous general in Korean history known for his tragic defeat] would occur there.”
“……”
“That’s all I have to say. I thought it was necessary to warn you once.”
Crack, crack….
Among the fur balls that were slowly scattering and dying, the professor’s voice changed strangely.
“I’m actually a little excited. If Myung breaks down like that, how will the leader react….”
“……”
“He seems to have given up everything, but the leader is definitely holding onto the last piece.”
The consciousness space was distorted and sinking before his eyes.
At the same time, Lenok’s mind was also rapidly rising and trying to leave that place.
Only the professor’s voice echoed faintly.
“What should we call that… would humanity be the closest thing?”
* * *
Fwaa!!
The scenery of the chapel with the dazzling sunlight coming in.
It was now early morning, just past dawn, and it was time for people to wake up.
The increasing number of people outside the cathedral could be felt, bringing vitality to the streets.
On the other hand, Lenok’s body, leaning against the chair, was limp like a wet cotton ball, barely breathing.
As soon as he returned from the consciousness space, his body, completely exhausted in Yorta, was suppressing his mind.
“Oh, you’re awake?”
Highrea, who had been leaning slightly over the chapel organ, glanced back at Lenok.
“You definitely don’t seem to be in good condition. It’s the first time I’ve seen you wake up this late.”
“……”
He was late because he was talking to the professor, but he didn’t want to explain it.
While Lenok was silent, Highrea lightly raised her magic power and tapped the organ.
With the light sound of the organ, her magic vibrated and spread out like a screen in front of her eyes.
“I was organizing the news from Yorta before you woke up, would you like to check it out?”
“What do you mean?”
“Most of it is about you. Video materials have been leaked on the deep web, and it’s causing quite a stir.”
Highrea said that, and pushed the magic-powered screen that she had spread out using the vibrations of the organ in front of Lenok.