Chapter 115 – 8. Prometheus (12)
If the hair and eyes of a normal elf were green, close to light green, the elf’s hair and eyes were dark green.
Just a little bit in the eyes, but it was like a mixture of brown, no, it was a muddy gold color.
In one way or another, he showed that he was not a pure elf.
But for some reason, showing such a foreign appearance that was so different from the normal half-elf.
Maybe it’s because the blood of those ancient elves, now gone, was so outstanding.
Right now, that blue light shining in the elf’s eyes was the light Cashwyn had seen many times.
‘That’s Yuria’s… ‘
“Couldn’t you… Do you have the ability to see the future?!”
“Yes, it is. Even if it’s on a feeble level compared to her.”
At the elf’s words, Cashwyn grinned and glared at him.
“You… Since when did you know Yuria’s existence…”
“Do you know? Is there any reason why I have to say this?”
The elf, who smiled and raised the corners of his mouth, added these words.
“Among the futures I saw, there was a future like this. I was so excited that I told you all the information, and on the contrary, I was captured through that information.”
“…”
At those words, Cashwin had a hunch that this guy was really the same type of future vision ability as Yuria.
“No way… Everything that twisted YuRia’s wisdom?”
“Yes. I am.”
The elf, who sat down on the chair with his legs crossed, opened his mouth as if he was proud of it.
“Ah, I didn’t know that she would succeed in giving birth to her little boy and her child. Thanks to that, she had a faint connection between her and this world, and I couldn’t interfere for five years.”
“Stop, can’t you?”
The elf continued to giggle.
“It’s so stupid. Even a dragon has the ability to come across as a lower creature, but she still doubts the world. The world gave up her interference at the time she gave birth to her child.”
“How do you know that?”
“Ah, is that what you mean?”
The elf pointed at his eyes.
“In the first place, this ability itself is an ability that can be used as a backup for the world. Even if it’s not normal, do you think it’s an ability that I can use, even though I’m nothing more than an elf in the middle of the day compared to her?”
Cashewyn grunted and frowned slightly.
Yeah I don’t know do you know Is there anyone among the goblins that can use it?
“Pu-huh! That’s a bit too far-fetched. I don’t know if it’s a dragon.”
“…It’s not just future poetry.”
“Oops, I made a mistake.”
Really, is it really a mistake?
No, stop thinking!
You have to stop thinking that he’s aiming for something and leaking information as part of it!!
Oops! This! Ugh!
Watching the elf giggle at the thought of her own, Cashew Wynn giggled! She did and she soon caught her breath.
“Was the fact that you gave me this information to guide my thinking?”
“I only gave you the necessary information. I gave you a little service out of pity for you.”
“…You know what I’m going to ask you, but let me ask you one more question. Yes, YuRia said she would conceive four children… What are you planning to do? Are you planning on using nectar like the Elf Queen? Are you going to lock them up for 30 years and commit them every day?”
At those words, the elf put out a laugh.
“Haha… Come to think of it, do you know the ingredients for nectar and how to make it?”
“If I knew, would it be God?”
“It’s surprisingly simple. There are a total of five ways to make nectar. One of them can only be done in gashu. It’s the method Eileen uses.”
The elf took out an apple from his bosom.
Then, holding a glass in the room, he mashed the apple and poured the juice into the glass.
“Like this… If you mix a little bit of the Elf Queen’s blood with the juice from the fruit of the World Tree, and let it mature in the World Tree for 100 years, it will become nectar. Ah, of course, this is just an apple.”
Cashwyn clicked her tongue, huh.
Was that how you made it?
“And the second is the method I use.”
“What!?”
“Ah, really… It’s difficult because the supply of materials has been cut off in many ways because of you guys.”
Chin! And a bright red bottle of medicine came up on the table.
“Well, this isn’t nectar yet, but it’s a material for nectar.”
“Eh, what is this…”
Cashwyn looked at the elf in front of her with a creepy aura that was different from the clear aura she felt from afar.
“Ser, no way… Those damn inns…”
“Oh… I really like people who are quick-witted.”
Keugh…
I couldn’t keep the conversation going.
The opponent was a being who reads the future and reads thoughts.
Even though it was said that their level was lower than that of Yuria, it was not so much of a headache when such an existence became an enemy like this.
It was a feeling I couldn’t explain in words, the feeling of being cramped and being used against me no matter what I asked for.
Perhaps it was because her brain was literally spinning to ask for numbers somehow.
“If you refine this, a very, very small amount of pure energy comes out. That is the material for nectar. And if you refine it again, it is the opposite energy to the bright, clear and clean energy contained in nectar. ‘ Comes out. And that’s a very pure demon. For some reason, your king wants this. Humans can’t even use it.”
… What?
No don’t be confused It may be handcrafted.
“Even though I hide the truth, I don’t tell lies. I gave you a bottle before making a deal.”
“…”
Cashwyn rolled her head as best she could.
Didn’t he say that himself?
Even if you hide the truth.
There’s a part of me that doesn’t say something. It could lead to conclusions that are completely far from the real truth…
Damn! So many things to think about…
No damn stop it! Stop thinking!! It’s a trick! Trying to read the information to get more thoughts out of me… !!
Holy shit! Was that so!? Why did you spit out information so tantalizingly at me?
What is this subtle behavior?!
“Ho… Have you come to that conclusion already? It’s a pity.”
The elf finally got up from his seat.
As soon as Cashwyn reached that conclusion, all sorts of random thoughts flooded her mind. From rudimentary magic formulas to stars of stars, all sorts of strange delusions and imaginary thoughts, etc.
Even if important information comes to mind, do not read it because you are caught up in a huge amount of miscellaneous information.
If it was YuRia, even doing this would be useless, but that guy would be different.
In fact, the elf finally left the room with a sad expression on her face, and Cashwyn, who had been preoccupied with filling her head with all sorts of random thoughts, stopped her thoughts and sighed after confirming it.
He thought about what to do if he was waiting outside the room, but it was inevitable in the end.
‘Perhaps he is the one behind Gash’s lion beast tribe and eagle eagle tribe?’
With a groan and the aftereffects of using her head too much, Cashwin lay down on the bed again, feeling that her head was pounding.
And then Cashew Wynn frowned at the excruciating pain she felt again in her stomach.
“There’s no answer to this…”
Let alone trying to do something, it was too daunting to even think about not being used by him.
I don’t know if even this was right, and it was like a reckless and futile struggle.
Read your opponent’s thoughts. In front of a monster that reads the future.
* * * * *
Anxious and irritable
And in a situation where the more she did foreknowledge, the more she fell into the labyrinth, Yuria finally gave up her foreknowledge.
Again As before, someone was interfering with the future foresight.
Who are you? Since when did you know about me…
This situation in which he knew the opponent while he did not know the opponent was the worst move in the war of wisdom.
Among countless futures, you have to dig through all of them, while the other person will be playing with you by reading them easily while holding a very precise map.
YuRia gave up her foreknowledge because she would further confuse herself by leaving fake traces here and there, and confuse herself even more by extracting only information about herself from it.
It’s been days since Cashwynn was kidnapped.
It was a trip to the Empire that had been scheduled for about a month, so even though she was still staying in the Empire, there was no problem with the schedule, but she couldn’t help but feel nervous because she didn’t know what Cashwyn was going through in the meantime.
In this situation where there is no clue how to find Cashwyn in this cold and unstable land of the Empire, her party is gradually getting tired.
Who the opponent is. And not knowing what the other party was for was making the party even more tired and exhausted.
Fortunately, during those few days, Yuria’s intestines were safely regenerated, and her intestines no longer fluctuated.
“Isn’t it okay to do that prediction irregularly?”
“It’s tough… The opponent probably knows who I am. Then they can know when I’m going to foreknowledge, and I can put a counter on it.”
The future is confirmed or influenced by observation.
That is the identity of what is called prophecy.
A future that is determined by observing and being influenced by it.
Or a way to determine the direction of the future so that the consequences do not come.
In fact, if YuRia herself was asked to make a prophecy, she could.
Instead, the price would be death.
Prophecy is literally the realm of God. Fixing one selected flow in the flow of that gigantic dimension is never something that the weak body of a human belonging to the lower dimension of the third dimension can handle.
It looks easy, but it’s never easy.
Even if I made a mistake in my disclosure of future foresight and told it not indirectly to those around me, all sorts of terrible things came as a backlash, and considering that I had to squeeze out tears every time until my tear ducts dried up, the backlash of the prophecy is nothing. It is the realm of something inexplicable.
“So… Are we supposed to be like this?”
“…”
Think. Think more.
“Haa… At least, if I had a little more strength, I would have had a wider range of options…”
The power that Noah-senior Teva Noah took was literally reduced to the point where she was not in serious danger.
As before, even with a small height of 133, it is not so serious that it is difficult to go through, but just 133 is a dangerous boundary that is almost ready to go into power saving mode.
133, but with the strange boundary of being in a state that is not in power saving mode.
But maybe it’s because I can’t feel happiness right now. Although the physical recovery was still far from the regeneration of the liver and kidneys, it was recovered to the point where there would be no difficulty in moving, but the spiritual recovery was too slow.
Herbal medicines of Harbis flowers prepared just in case. Would I rather turn this all back into recovery?
It was made for life insurance, so it was a medicine that greatly increased storage rather than medicinal effect, so it was much less effective than fresh flowers, so I wondered how effective it would be if I ate all of it.
And among the results of the wisdom, I saw that if I ate all of this now, there would surely be things I would regret, so it was difficult to eat to recover that weak power.
“Why don’t you rather go to Gash Kingdom?”
“To Gache?”
“Even though there was the unfortunate incident of the lion and the eagle, the children aren’t brought out now, and Nell-sama is there, so if you’re in Cashwin’s state, can’t you get some help?”
YuRia thought about what Delis said, and after thinking for a while, Roa finally nodded her head.
“Okay, let’s go. There’s nothing we can do here…”
As soon as the matter was decided, we immediately packed up and headed for Gash.
To get things done as quickly as possible.
* * * * *
Work here was boring.
There was no torture, no interrogation, no questioning.
Rather, if you asked them something, you asked them, not if they asked you something.
However, they didn’t tell me anything in particular, and I found out what happened to myself while talking about this and that.
During the treatment process of removing the bullet stuck in the abdomen, tying up the injured intestines, and washing the contaminated intestines, he lost consciousness and woke up several times.
In reality, Cashwyn had no memory of her then.
For me to experience what happened to YuRia.
And it seemed that Roa and Yuria left for Gache after waiting a few more days in the Empire.
Cashwyn just snorted at the guys who were playing psychological warfare on her saying that she abandoned me with this.
No, it is rather the right choice.
Seeing that he left for Gash, not Selton, it looks like he’s trying to get help from sister Nell…
“Hmm…”
It seems clear that these guys are basically targeting Yuria, but is Nell trying to use something too?
In the midst of these and other thoughts, time passed and while the wound on her abdomen was gradually healing, Cashew Winn suddenly had an idea.
How the hell did these guys make the elixir?
Is it empire?
For a moment.
Yes empire.
If this were an empire, even the slightest magic would be attacked by the zealots of Thebanoa.
Really… If it was really a very small magic, even the punishment of the bronze bull would be able to withstand it.
If the spirit god is fair, the punishment won’t be long.
But is this really an empire?
“…”
Looking at the situation so far, it seems that these guys have built strange inns all over the continent and have done very terrible things there to gather the ingredients to make the elixir in some way.
The style of the building is imperial style, but could this organization, which attracted people from different races of the empire, who were neither human nor heterogeneous, be able to establish a base within the empire in order to function properly?
“…”
Let’s use magic.
The most, the weakest, the weakest, the most basic.
“I am the warden of a dungeon built above ground…”
Cashwyn, who told the world who she was, soon told the world what she wanted.
A small wind blowing through the room.
It was indeed a magic that reached the height of timidity, but Cashwyn’s wall couldn’t possibly use more magic than this.
Now that YuRia is gone, she has to enter that bull herself, but shouldn’t she shorten the time to receive the purification ceremony there as much as possible?
Even after using magic like that, waiting and waiting for a long time, there was no news.
If this was an empire, there would be no way it would be quiet for this long.
Then where is this place?
Perhaps he had been induced to think this way, but Cashwyn assumed that this place must be Gash.
If the lion and the eagle were cooperating, they could easily come and go between Gash and the empire.
There was only one window there. It’s a very small window for people to go outside.
Cashewyn fired a flare magic high into the sky.
A signal flare magic that can only be seen by the Cat Humans.
To be precise, it is ‘familiar’ that is only visible to the eyes of the Myoin.
There’s still some light at night, so I can’t help it.
If this is really Gash, I will do something with this.
What if this was an empire? Phuh… At that time, the unfolded barrier was a little short of about 15 minutes, so about 4 minutes?
That way I won’t die.
What if it’s not even a gashu?
“It’s going to work somehow. Even if it’s trivial, I’ll have to scrape together somehow…”
But even if I do, I will worry and worry again.
This fucking foresight.
However, since it is a weaker ability than Yuria, there must be gaps.
Didn’t even Yuria get hit so many times even with her foresight?
Of course, it may be due to the difference in the direction of using that ability, but there will definitely be gaps to dig into.
Let’s think then. What kind of precognitive ability did YuRia hear?
“…”
Suddenly, Cashwyn remembered a method.
If that elf sees the future in the same way as Yuria, then there is a way.
A way to confuse his foreknowledge.
* * * * *
“Somehow I thought it would be like this, but this is really too much…”
At YuRia’s words, Roa moaned softly.
Beyond the borders of Gache. Empire too. A buffer zone that is not even a gasu.
A huge army of lion beast tribes and a large army of eagle beast tribes there.
It really was like going to war.
“I don’t think I’m at the level of worrying about my relationship with Gashu anymore.”
“Lady Yuria…”
It is difficult.
If she is alone, she repeats hit and run, and there is nothing she can’t deal with even this huge army, but will she be able to endure while protecting Loa and Delis?
No, there was a way.
“Roa, accept me”
“Yuria?”
“My condition right now isn’t too bad. In fact, if it’s about half a day, you’ll be able to accept me without difficulty.”
At that, Roa gulped and looked at YuRia.
“In that state, take Dellis and break through there. Don’t force it. If we don’t kill it, we’ll win the fight for justification.”
At those words, Roa tried to lie down, but Yuria shook her head.
“That’s not going to happen. At that time, my condition was so messed up that it was difficult to pinpoint Loa and my location.”
“Huh?”
“Just think you accept me”
As it was, Yuria’s clothes fell and fell, and her blurry body penetrated into Roa, and Roa did not reject YuRia at all and accepted it without hesitation.
Bluish hair and eyes.
And when such a change in appearance was over, a huge air wave broke out and informed the surroundings that the union was complete.
“Delis, come here!!”
Delis hurriedly ran to Roa, who was united with Yuria, and Roa, who held Delis as the princess, took the direction to go and took the position of the lion and the eagle. He confirmed the formation and instantly foresaw the future.
The calculation was short.
Roa, who dug into the gap at once, broke through the gap at once and escaped behind the lions and vultures, running and running again.
“Is the wagon lost like this…”
“Yes…”
Delis lost her words at the unrealistic sight for a moment, but soon returned to her senses at Roa’s words, which were so realistic, and Dellis sighed deeply at the fact that she had returned.
Luggage or equipment loaded on a wagon. And the cost the young lady used while remodeling the wagon…
In particular, the four famous horses were such a great loss.
“It hurts. One of those horses would cost over 3,000 gold.”
“What?! Were those horses that expensive?”
“Yes. It is the most precious bloodline among pack horses. It is more expensive than most war horses.”
Roa nodded and moaned softly.
“Can I get it back…?”
“I hope so…”
I made a prediction once.
And Loa smiled and bowed his head.
“I can’t seem to find it.”
“…”
Loa didn’t answer him.
But it was true that he couldn’t find it.
