Leffenhardt trembled in fear and placed his hand on his head. I was worried because my height had already surpassed 195 centimeters. For some reason, this damn Tethron’s body was growing little by little even though he was not doing any of Jim Unbreakable’s unique breathing techniques. People say the growth period ends in your mid-teens, but are you still growing taller?
‘Ah, it shouldn’t go over 2 meters.’
This would truly be something that others would envy. But Reppenhardt remembered Tes Ron from his previous life. He was 230 centimeters tall, and every time he entered the building, he would bend down and still hit his forehead on the doorstep! There is a rule in everything in this world. I have absolutely no desire to grow that much!
Russ waved his hand.
“No, I’m not saying it’s huge… … No, of course he’s big, but… … .”
Russ seemed confused and chose his words, but continued, saying it was ambiguous.
“It’s a bit hard to explain, but he’s just big, brother.”
“What do you mean?”
“So, should I say that the soul itself is very large? Are you really twenty-three? “It feels like you’ve lived several times longer than me?”
‘Ugh? What on earth did this guy get out of it?’
Leffenhardt looked at Russ with a surprised face. Although he was also a powerful Auror, he could not understand Russ’ words at all. He understands why he says he has a huge soul, but does he feel it? By what means?
Leffenhardt stuck his tongue out. Anyway, geniuses are not only unlucky, but also difficult to understand.
‘Anyway, I guess it means I’ve become stronger.’
With that in mind, Reppenhardt offered a modest congratulations. It was the first time in a long time that all five of us had gathered together. Cilan asked, shaking his shoulders.
“So are you leaving Grand Forge soon? Exploring the ruins again?”
“Oh, that’s right. “I also need money.”
Then everyone looked happy. Having stayed here for nearly two months, his body was itching. Both Silan and Russ wanted to go out into the world again and test themselves as they had changed.
“But exploring ruins is not the final destination.”
Shaking his head, Reppenhardt opened his mouth.
“The place we are going now is the Kingdom of Crovence.”
Feeling the questioning gaze, he continued.
“There is someone there who will agree with my will.”
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In the middle of the night, the geothermal stones that heated Grand Forge all lost their light, leaving only darkness everywhere. Except for a few sentries, the entire Grand Forge was in a deep sleep. Reppenhardt and the rest of the party had also gone to bed early to leave early the next morning.
Siris was walking alone on that dark street. It was because she had someone who wanted to meet her.
With an elf-like gait, he silently heads toward the center of Grand Forge. When Siris arrived at the high iron tower and climbed the stairs, his expression was frighteningly stiff.
When he opened the door, an old dwarf with a pure white beard greeted him. It was Markelin, the High Priest of Al Port.
“Welcome, young elf.”
Siris answered in a cold voice as he entered.
“I received a message. “You have the answer to my questions.”
Marceline smiled hollowly, stroking her beard.
“Now, please sit this way for now.”
After leading Siris into the living room, Marceline asked quietly.
“What is your question, young elf?”
Siris responded calmly, as if she had been waiting.
“Everything, everything Mr. Leffenhardt.”
It was like that. From the moment she first met, Reppenhardt’s attitude had been difficult for her to understand.
“From the beginning… … He seemed to know me well. “His eyes, actions, and tone were not those of a stranger.”
Moreover, his subsequent actions were also full of things that were very incomprehensible. With his age and the years he had lived, there was no way to explain his skills and amazing knowledge.
“He even knew my real name, which even I didn’t know. “How on earth is that possible?”
Marceline sighed inwardly as she watched Siris becoming more and more demanding. It is simple to state the facts here. But it’s not that Leffenhardt didn’t know that and couldn’t say it. He was just afraid of the repercussions that would follow.
Finally, Marceline quietly opened her mouth.
“Young elf, Siris.”
“yes.”
“I know his secret.”
Siris’ eyes sparkled. Markel Lin continued her words, feeling her questioning gaze.
“And he’s afraid you won’t understand.”
“… … why?”
Confused, Siris muttered softly. I couldn’t guess what kind of secret it was that she couldn’t understand. Marceline grinned and she spoke soothingly.
“I will give you advice as someone who has lived a little longer, and as someone from a different race.”
Siris nodded blankly. Marceline stroked her beard.
“Can you trust him? Can you trust him and not misunderstand him no matter what?”
Siris tilted her head. I found it a bit funny what kind of secret she had that made her act so grandiosely. Reppenhardt was a man with tremendous power who could revive the world tree, Elvenheim, which was the wish of all elves. The amazing sight from that time is still vivid in my mind.
“To be honest, I think I could believe that he was one of the gods who appeared on earth?”
Marceline shook her head seriously at her slightly playful response.
“That’s not what I meant.”
Marceline took a moment to gather her thoughts. I remembered the conversation I had with Leffenhardt late in the evening.
-I don’t have the confidence to tell Siris the whole truth.
Leffenhardt’s feelings were completely understandable. Wasn’t even Marceline, the dwarf who heard the voice of truth, so dumbfounded that she even questioned the evidence? However, Marceline did not agree with that opinion.
-I don’t think I would believe that. The truth of space-time regression could explain all your actions. Elves are a rational race. I think I will believe it, but… … .
-To be honest… … Even if you believe me, it’s a problem… … .
Reppenhardt continued with a sigh.
-She said. That I am looking at someone beyond her. It wasn’t wrong. You probably know why she felt that way, right?
Only then did Marceline realize what he was truly worried about. Repenhardt muttered in a weak voice.
-I don’t want to be hated by her.
In the end, Reppenhardt left, asking Marceline and Siris to explain everything for him. It could be seen as quite irresponsible for a man to entrust something like this to someone else. However, sometimes it is better for a third party to reveal the truth.
“I ask again. “Can you trust him?”
Siris’ expression also became serious. She nodded her head with a determined look on her face.
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“yes.”
Marceline slowly opened her mouth.
“Then, I will tell you everything.”
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Siris, who came out of the central tower, was walking with a helpless look on his face.
It felt like Marceline’s voice was still ringing in my head.
-He is the one who came back in time.
A great mage of the 10th circle, unprecedented in history.
A person who stood up for other races and tried to change the world, even taking on the stigma of being a demon king.
Even though he failed once, he is trying to achieve his dream once again, even going against time.
All questions were resolved. I also understood why Leffenhardt was so reluctant to reveal the truth.
To be honest, even Siris herself thought that if it had not been for the miracle of reviving the World Tree, she would have been treated as a psychopath. So she didn’t really have any feelings about Reppenhardt tricking her. Because it was something she could understand.
I was a little happy too.
The dreams he had and the goals he had were not empty. All the attitudes he showed were by no means pretense. I was definitely happy about that.
But that truth did not make Siris feel relieved. Because of another truth within that truth, her story about herself.
-According to what he said, you and I were very close to him. In particular, he said that you were one of his Four Heavenly Kings and his lover.
Siris muttered inadvertently as she recalled Marceline’s story.
“Siris Valencia… … .”
The lover in Reppenhardt’s memories, with his own name.
The head, spokesperson, and guardian of all elves on the continent.
She is said to be a master who has mastered all seven elemental arts, one of the continent’s leading swordsmen, and a high-ranking mage who has reached the 8th circle. She was said to be more kind and merciful to other races than anyone else, and was even praised as the incarnation of Eldia. She was said to be a nightmare and a terror to humans, and she was called the Goddess of Madness.
‘… … ‘That’s me?’
Siris could not possibly identify with the elf woman. She couldn’t believe that she would become something so great in the future.
It was natural that Leffenhardt knew her so well. From the first time I met her, I completely understood why she gave me such deep affection in her eyes. She is Siris to him, she is his precious lover whom he met again after jumping through time.
However, for Siris, it is just time that does not exist.
It was extremely confusing.
‘It would have been better if it had been something common, like someone looking at me and projecting their old first love… … .’
If I did that, I felt like I could definitely control this wavering heart. It seemed like Siris could decide whether to reject or accept his feelings entirely through his own will.
But I don’t know how to accept this situation.
Leffenhardt was clearly projecting his lover through Siris. However, the projected lover was none other than the future Siris herself. So then, who should we say is the person to whom Leffenhardt sends his affections?
“ha… … .”
I sighed.
As I walked around in chaos, I arrived at my accommodation before I knew it. Siris entered carefully so as not to wake her sleeping companions. She has a long journey starting tomorrow, so her lack of sleep will be a nuisance to her companions.
As I entered, I felt popular. Siris was startled and turned her head. In the large living room leading to each room, a large man was sitting at the table. It was Leffenhardt, who he thought had already fallen asleep.
A calm voice rang out.
“You heard everything, right?”
“yes.”
Siris gently approached Reppenhardt. Although she was trying to maintain a calm expression, Siris could clearly tell that she had already opened her eyes to elemental arts. Her anxious expression is keenly felt in her calm voice.
“… … “It was definitely an incredible story.”
Siris opened her mouth in a low voice.
“But I can understand it. “If you think about what Mr. Reppenhardt has shown so far.”
“is it… … .”
Reppenhardt, who was looking slightly relieved, hardened again.
“then… … “Can you forgive my ‘attitude’?”
Siris closed her mouth.
There was silence in the darkness.
After a while, she opened her mouth again.
“I will follow you, Mr. Reppenhardt.”
