Chapter 927 – #202_미아
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Siwoo entered this space to obtain the ‘Gate’.
Conversely, for Angel, the ‘Gate’ was essential to protect this city.
As a result, the negotiations that seemed to be going well fell apart completely.
Rather, they only reached the conclusion that there was no possibility of compromise between Siwoo’s group’s goal and Angel’s.
What they faced next was the power of the future city that had conquered the witches.
Clearly, individual achievements were incomparable.
There was an embarrassing difference in skill between each Angel and Siwoo, Rinne, and Eloa.
However, Angel’s providence generator was like a viscoelastic material.
Like an object that generates a greater repulsive force the harder it is hit, it showed a stronger repulsive force with stronger magic.
Siwoo’s group gradually grew tired of the relentless onslaught of troops.
If Siwoo hadn’t used his wit to teleport his two teachers and escape, their defeat would have been a certainty.
Even this was a precarious escape, as they had to consider the variable of the ‘providence generator’s’ wide-area interference.
Considering that Angel was adapting to Siwoo’s group’s magic and gaining the ability to respond, it was safe to assume that this was the last time they could escape using teleportation.
The place they arrived at was a residential area in the southern outskirts of the city.
The cube-shaped prefabricated apartment complex, which could easily accommodate millions of people, served as an excellent hiding place.
Rinne immediately used her magic to hide in a blind spot of detection magic, and the group was able to rest after a two-hour battle.
Just as the structure of a pen hasn’t changed much over hundreds of years, apartments, where simplicity and practicality are important, were not drastically different either.
A typical 1LDK with one bedroom connected to a living room and kitchen.
Only the neon-filled street view visible through the square window made them realize, ‘Something is different.’
Surprisingly, it felt like it was strangely well-maintained despite the long time that had passed.
Indoor air circulation devices and cleaning drones were diligently moving and managing the facilities.
“It seems they’ve already started searching.”
Siwoo said, glancing out the window.
It hadn’t even been a few minutes since they escaped, and Angels were everywhere.
Now that they knew Siwoo’s group was after the Gate, it seemed they had no intention of letting them go easily.
“They won’t be able to find us. The individual magical abilities of those guys aren’t that high.”
“Well, that’s a relief.”
Rinne’s stealth magic had already been proven in Hexennacht.
Even if they were in a state of resonance, it would be impossible for that number of Angels to see through that magic.
Of course, the moment they engaged in battle, it was obvious that Angels would swarm like bees, so taking them down individually was a separate issue.
Still, relieved, Siwoo half-collapsed onto the sofa.
It was hard to believe that it hadn’t even been 24 hours since they entered this space.
It had been a day of such intense density, a series of shocking truths.
In another world line, humans treated witches like beasts, and the Witch of Creation was actually a fugitive who had escaped from a world where humans dominated witches.
Who would have believed it if someone had told them this?
Even Rinne, who usually didn’t show it, looked tired, and especially his teacher looked even worse.
“……”
Throughout the time Siwoo had watched her, Eloa had shone on any battlefield.
Even in the most dangerous situations, it was no different.
Was it a halo?
Her noble, shining conviction illuminated her surroundings even more brightly in dark situations.
“Teacher, are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Thank you for your concern.”
But her forced smile revealed an undeniable anguish.
Even her usually sparkling cherry blossom-colored hair seemed a bit faded.
It was inevitable.
For Siwoo, even though the shock was great and the taste was bitter, it was a problem he could dismiss as ‘humans being humans.’
He had never lived for justice, nor had he ever seriously contemplated good and evil.
He had only struggled to survive, so this was no different.
His goal of obtaining the Gate, stopping the flood, and getting Dorothy back from Lydia was also firm.
But his teacher was different.
No witch had ever devoted herself to humans as much as his teacher had.
Her goal of obtaining the Gate was also ultimately to stop the ‘flood.’
But the humans that Lapi had said she wanted to protect, the humans who were merely helpless victims, turned into public enemies that Eloa hated when they gained power.
From a witch’s perspective, it was a series of more malicious acts than those of a public enemy, as they tried to exterminate the witch species itself.
How should she accept this?
Should witches still serve humans?
Even after seeing this ‘possibility,’ isn’t advocating that they should fight for humans just extreme self-satisfaction that doesn’t consider the future?
Countless agonies and worries coiled in one corner of her heart.
She was lost.
“Siwoo.”
“Yes, Teacher.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to just find a way to go back?”
That was how far Eloa Tiferet had gone, to the point of uttering such words.
There were no immediate solutions, and no clear guidelines on what to do next.
They hadn’t even located the ‘door’ yet.
She just wanted to turn away and avoid it.
Realizing this, Eloa belatedly corrected herself.
“No, that was a slip of the tongue. Please forget it.”
“No, Teacher. I understand. It’s okay.”
He moved close to her and hugged her small body.
Eloa clung tightly to Siwoo, burying her face in his chest.
“I don’t know… I don’t know what to do anymore… what to fight for, why I’ve been fighting all this time… I don’t know anything…”
Her clothes were getting wet, and her shoulders were trembling slightly.
He couldn’t say anything.
“I need to… close my eyes for a bit. I’m sorry for not being able to be a source of strength…”
“Haven’t I been the one receiving help every day? Sometimes I need to act like a boyfriend too. Get some rest.”
Soon, Eloa closed her red, swollen eyes and fell into a light sleep.
Siwoo also let out a long sigh he had been holding back.
“Rinne, we should try to sort out the situation, even if it’s just the two of us.”
“I will follow my husband’s will.”
Rinne, who had been waiting in a formal sitting position on a cushion, met his gaze demurely.
Usually, when they were alone, Rinne would always stick close to him, but this time, she seemed to have decided to yield to his teacher.
“It’s a bit strange, isn’t it?”
“The Witch of Creation placed the Gate for the witches.”
“But these ridiculous beings called Angels are guarding the Gate.”
“That’s right.”
If the Angel army had been just any ordinary force, there wouldn’t have been such a question.
However, Eloa, Siwoo, and Rinne each possessed combat power that was at the pinnacle of witch society.
The three of them had to flee as if they were being chased.
Even though their forces were scattered by the 22nd-ranked public enemies, Urshula and Priscilla.
The fact that such a force was guarding the Gate made the ‘arrangement for witches’ meaningless.
Therefore, this conclusion was possible.
“Angels are an error. They are not what the Witch of Creation prepared.”
“I think so too. At this rate, no one will be able to obtain it.”
So, what should they do now?
Their original goal was to intercept Urshula and Priscilla from obtaining the Gate.
And to stop the flood.
The latter was a problem they could think about leisurely after obtaining the Gate, but the premise was about to become unachievable.
The five Great Witches were hiding from the Angels, trapped in the city, an unimaginable situation.
“We don’t have a good way to escape right now. We’re not even sure where the ‘door’ connected to the outside world is.”
“……”
If they had secured an escape route, it would have been different.
No matter how much they thought about it, there was no clear solution.
The difference in power with the Angels was overwhelming.
Even if Siwoo’s group used their wit to defeat all the Angels and obtain the Gate, they would be exhausted.
If they encountered Urshula and Priscilla in that state, it would be a disaster.
But hiding like this wouldn’t improve the situation either.
It was also difficult to use their magical power recovery ability through intercourse.
The guerrilla warfare to overcome the power difference had to be ‘hit and run,’ but it was questionable whether the Angels, who had already missed Siwoo’s group using teleportation, would let them go easily next time.
There was no explicit and overwhelming danger, but they were in an unprecedented predicament.
The anxiety that they might never be able to get out of here again was not just vague pessimism.
“There’s no answer.”
Siwoo finally sighed deeply.
Rinne, who had been looking at Siwoo with a calm gaze, stood up.
“Husband. Come with me for a moment.”
“Huh?”
“Come with me.”
Siwoo laid Eloa on the sofa, covered her with a knee blanket, and followed Rinne into the bedroom.
“I know that my husband is troubled. But you need to recharge your magic.”
Neither Rinne nor Eloa had a large amount of innate magical power.
Rinne, who had used about half of her magic in the battle just now, needed to replenish her magic immediately.
Rinne untied the sash of her kimono and soon revealed her smooth, naked body.
Even in this situation, a captivating sex appeal that made him forget everything wafted over him.
“Right, let’s make it quick.”
It was intercourse for necessity, but he had no intention of dragging it out.
Siwoo intended to solve it with a focus on efficiency and magic replenishment.
But Rinne’s thoughts were different.
“Papa.”
Right now, he was rigid.
Rinne knew from her past experiences that tension and rigid thinking could be fatal weaknesses on a battlefield where life and death were decided in an instant.
And she also knew from experience that the deep love between a man and a woman had an excellent effect on alleviating such tension.
“Does Papa only want to be quick with Rinne?”
It was clearly an act that didn’t read the atmosphere.
But for her husband, Rinne was willing to take on shame and disgrace.
“Rinne, it’s true, but isn’t the situation a bit, you know?”
“Rinne wants to be with Papa for a long time…”
The same expressionless face as always.
But a soft tone and polite speech that sounded like someone else’s.
Rinne, without a single thread on her body, stood close to Siwoo and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.
“I want to be with you long and intimately…”
Rinne had instantly transformed into a filial daughter who would give her all for her troubled Papa.
“Can we do it for an hour?”
The effect of the seduction was powerful.
