Episode 160. Breakwater.
As I threw myself into the dimensional space created by Gridori, I saw a blue sky and a clear beach.
‘succeded.’
The scene unfolding before my eyes was clearly the 41st floor, a perfect arrival at the destination I had set out to go to after dealing with Timeless.
“Wow!”
Rox jumped into the sea water with an excited expression. Cynthia also looked at the waves crashing next to me with a satisfied expression.
“How did you do it? “I heard you can’t specify the location of the Gryphon’s dimensional movement?”
“… That’s right, I can’t designate anyone other than myself.”
“Guys other than you?”
I continued talking while gently stroking Gridori’s back.
“This guy recognized me as his master. So he sent me where I wanted to go.”
“Do you recognize me as your master?”
“Yeah, not just a friend I feel a connection with. “He thought he was the person who would lead him.”
Gryphons move according to their owner’s commands 100%. This is different from the request of someone who is just communicating.
This is a very small difference that changes the completeness of Gridori’s dimensional abilities.
‘yes.’
Because I wasn’t sure about this either. I was a little afraid of this result.
I thought they might send us to a dangerous place.
‘however.’
My prediction was not wrong.
Because I know someone who used Greedori in this way in a past life.
Alfredo lowered his head, looking at the vast sea spread out in front of him.
“Verdin.”
He slowly turned his head towards me with a gloomy expression.
“Is it true that you said Clark was dead?”
Until he was in Timeless space, he didn’t seem to care much about his younger brother’s death.
As he faced the sea, his complexion darkened deeply, as if he had a change of heart.
“Yeah, I heard that too, but I’m not sure. “They say two of the five generals, Clark and Wendy, are dead.”
“… … “Who is the culprit?”
“I do not know. Albus is looking into it now. “Maybe you can figure this out better than I can.”
“I?”
“Aren’t you also a general? There must be a culprit among those you have been with. “Once you leave the tower, find out for yourself who killed your brother.”
Alfredo answered by clenching his fists.
“I get it.”
“If you understand, let me get some boats from over there.”
“ship?”
“Yes, Bae.”
I told him, pointing to a small boat hidden by bushes in the corner of the island.
This was the same ship we used when we arrived at the 41st floor, which means that the tower’s standards for evaluating us have not changed.
‘Even though I’m stronger than before, they give me the same boat.’
So it seems it was true that there was a problem with the apostle in charge of this floor.
I said, pushing Alfredo hard on the back.
“If your younger brother is the pirate king, your steering skills would also be extraordinary. “You must be much better than what we control.”
“no… … . Although I can hold the helm. “I don’t have the skills you want-”
“Alfredo.”
“huh?”
“If you don’t want to die, don’t talk nonsense and go quickly and get a boat. “Don’t tell the same story twice.”
* * *
Ordin de Rothschild.
The head of the Rothschild family and the only one among those who inherit God’s blood to reach the level of an apostle.
He was sitting on the throne and spoke to Asabrag with a solemn expression.
“Are you really saying that a guy named Verdin beat you twice?”
Assabrag did not deny his question.
“Yes, father. However, the time I was defeated by him was before I returned to the tower.”
“… … “So you haven’t lost since you met Timeless?”
“That’s right. But I never won. “We just met face to face in the royal capital and measured each other’s strength.”
Ordin rested his chin with an expression of interest.
“So who is stronger?”
“I think I’m a little higher up there.”
“The reason is.”
“This is because the amount of aurors it possesses in its body is far greater than that. Of course, I know that his swordsmanship is better than mine, but-”
Assabrag opened his aura and showed it to his father and continued.
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“No matter how good the technique is, if the sword can’t reach me, wouldn’t it be useless?”
“… … That’s an answer I like. “What did the other brothers say?”
“He said he would leave everything to me. “My sister and brothers will all follow their wishes, so I tell them to open the way.”
“Well, your talent is so great that you’re closer to a god than a human. “I’m sure they recognize you and do the same.”
“… … “Father, would you mind if I ask you a question?”
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Ordin nodded slightly.
“Speak.”
“Where is Verdandi now?”
“… … .”
“It seems Verdin is now contacting other apostles to find her.”
“With other apostles?”
“Yes, I don’t know who exactly, but I’m sure they are getting help. “Timeless gave me some advice on this.”
“Timeless… The guy? That’s surprising. “That guy doesn’t fit in with the other apostles.”
Asabrag answered, carefully maintaining eye contact.
“Is that so?”
“Yes, he is an apostle, but… A different being from me.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Ordin raised his index finger upward as if piercing the sky.
“Of all the people in this world right now, he is the closest to god.”
“?!”
“I can’t even guarantee victory in a fight with him.”
Asabrag seemed surprised by Ordin’s answer and could not close his mouth.
Is there someone stronger than your father, who you thought was the strongest until now? I have never spoken this highly of Lois, the matriarch of Strange.
‘Timeless, the apostle in charge of only the 31st floor, is that strong?’
His father, Ordin, is an apostle in charge of a place close to the top of the 99th floor of the tower.
“Didn’t you say that the number of floors in a tower shows the strength of an apostle?”
“yes.”
“But how can Timeless have such strong power?”
Ordin gathered the aura on his palm and made it into an hourglass shape.
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“hour.”
“hour?”
“Okay, time. He stayed in this world much longer than I have lived. And he has been using his own abilities all this time, hiding his powers all over the continent.”
“What does it mean to have hidden power?”
“… “Self-immolation.”
“Self-immolation?”
“Yes, alter ego.”
This time, Ordin created dozens of dolls that looked like him as an Auror and made them appear to be floating in the air.
“That guy has the ability to clone himself.”
“Clone yourself?”
“Yes, it’s just the ability to inject one’s memories into another body. “Even if they are clones, they don’t all have the same power.”
Asabrag thought for a moment with his gaze on the ground, then shook his head and answered.
“That’s dangerous? “If things go wrong, doesn’t that mean that your alter ego can betray you?”
“On the other hand, rather than betrayal, it can be a strength of unity that is stronger than anything else. “If our goals are the same, we will never betray ourselves.”
Ordin rose from his throne.
He then lightly squeezed Asabrag’s shoulder and continued speaking.
“Berdandi was placed in a place where no one could find it. Even if an apostle other than me steps forward, she won’t disappear, so don’t worry and just deal with her.”
“… “Yes, father.”
* * *
The Knights of God who protect Midgard, and their leader, a man who dreams of a new era.
Pendragon de Rothschild.
He aimed his sword at the wizards who came to the World Tree.
“Wizards of Glaser. “We cannot open the way for you without permission, so please go back!”
Dictree broke through the group of wizards and shouted at Pendragon.
“If you don’t open the way, I will turn Midgard into a sea of fire today. Not only that, but the World Tree that supports Ragnarok will also collapse-”
Kurrrrrr.
He threatened the Knights of God with mana overflowing in both hands.
“If you don’t believe this, keep stopping us. “I will continue to pursue my intentions without stopping.”
The Knights of God and a group of Dictree wizards fought at a distance.
They were so talented that it was impossible to say which of the two was stronger. The only people who can stop this are a very small number of powerful people within the continent.
Pendragon stood his ground with a stern expression, not backing down even an inch.
“I will never forgive you for betraying my father and brother.”
Dictree began attacking the Knights of God first.
“Ice World.”
As soon as his palm touches the ground.
Kwazizig!
The cold spread everywhere and began to freeze everything around.
Not only did this emit a force strong enough to change the direction of the wind, but the mana reached the roots of the World Tree and froze the entire territory of Pendragon.
Coo!
“… “You damn wizard!”
Pendragon charged at Dictree with an aura in his sword. As soon as he moved, the knight and wizard clashed violently.
Ka-ang, ka-ang, kwa-ang!
Their fight lasted half a day and took countless lives.
This war involves not only knights and wizards, but also the innocent people of Midgard.
Those with the name of Rothschild, who could not see this, came down from Ragnarok and joined the Knights of God.
And the one who showed the most outstanding skills among them was, by far, ‘Assabrag de Rothschild’, who is said to have the greatest talent in Rothschild history.
“go away.”
He cut his sword horizontally into the air. The aura mixed with light passed through Diktree’s abdomen in an instant.
Flutter!
“… “Wow!”
Dictree opened his mouth wide and blood spurted out. There were no injuries where the light passed, but he seemed to have suffered a serious blow and was unable to come to his senses.
dump.
“Why are wizards making such a fuss about where this place is?”
As Asabrag shouted, the wizards who had been so energetic just a moment ago seemed frozen and did not move.
Is that all?
A meteor shower poured down from the sky and the cold that froze the ground. And even the flames swirling in all directions lost their power and disappeared.
“I’m sorry, Asabrag. I tried to finish it somehow, but… .”
The bloody Pendragon bowed its head towards him.
“I can’t help it. There were over a hundred wizards coming, so it would have been too much for you to stop them alone. From now on, I will stop them.”
It was unexpected.
Asabrag, as Pendragon knew, was never one to sacrifice himself for his men.
‘Could it be that there is another purpose for coming down here?’
Before his doubts could be erased from his mind, a light flashed before his eyes.
Flutter!
Pendragon then came to his senses and faced a situation he could not understand.
“ah… Mr. Sabrag?”
A razor-blue sword was stuck in his chest.
Asabrag’s face was visible on the blade that had pierced the heart with precision.
“I received a very interesting power from my father. “I think I’ll need your strength to use it.”
“What is that… … .”
“As of this time, all of God’s knights will die by my hand.”
Asabrag stretched out his hand and grabbed Pendragon’s head, showing a wicked smile.
“Not only that, but all wizards who come to Midgard will also become sacrifices for my new power. “May you die joyfully.”
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