Chapter 898 – Fate Followers (5)
“… Heal Loki’s wounds? How?”
I was surprised and asked again. He said he couldn’t fix the hole in the center of Loki’s pit, and that it didn’t heal even if he slept in a coffin filled with dozens of liters of elixir?
The earthen doll Satis nodded his head.
“There is a god with the power to heal. Among the surviving gods, there is only one.”
“You said you couldn’t intervene on the ground?”
“That’s all there is to it. The problem is that it will take a lot of time.”
“… Greatly? By the standards of the gods?”
“No, based on you humans.”
Satis, who stopped him, whispered something. As if perhaps conversing with the surviving gods beyond the sky, she quickly gave an accurate estimate.
“They say that 10 years or so will be enough if you just do what they tell you to do.”
“Wait a minute, are you going to heal my wounds? Why are you?”
Perhaps he was more surprised than I was when he heard that his wounds were healing. At Loki’s delayed question, Satis frowned at the face of a clay doll like crushed clay.
─Quick!
But when she tried to say something, the rift in her dimension widened.
It felt like a heavy load had been placed on a cracked chair. It seemed that the descent of Satis itself was burdensome. Satis hurried her words, as if she had feelings similar to mine.
“Looks like I don’t have time for a long explanation. I’ll explain it simply, so if you have any doubts, just listen.”
“What? Uh, oh, yes.”
“Okay? Ragnarok was a war between the gods of our World Tree and those old rulers. We suffered defeats and defeats, but in the end we won.
The old rulers are almost extinct, and until now, there is no activity except for the ‘Lord of the Deep’, who is called their high priest.”
As she said earlier, she pours out her words like a rapid-fire cannon.
I wrote down those words as if I were a journalist. The transcendentalist’s handwriting speed filled the blank pages of the notebook like a printer that writes instead of ink.
“With Thoth’s predictions and actual experience, we knew that it would be difficult to intervene in [Middle branch], So we focused on their activities instead. And I noticed.”
“What?”
“Earth hidden behind the dimension. That the octopus head hid in the sea there.”
Satis used mana to create crude illusions. It seems that his magic skills are not outstanding.
“The universe is a sea of stars and dimensions. The ‘lord of the deep sea’ led that child to enter the dreams of people from all over the planet, create an opportunity, and move on to space.
And when Earth connected with their dimension, they went into the sea and hid behind the dimension, taking the souls of the old rulers who died at our hands.”
“Wait. Shit, where are you?”
That octopus-head baby is on Earth?
Earth’s space development is an act of connecting the world tree and dimensions?
If it were on the other side of the dimension, it would be a place that people can’t see with the human eye like Kanesh, but really? I was startled and asked, but Satis silently completed the illusion.
─Chirin!
The illusion was of a familiar blue star surrounded by something like a translucent membrane.
Something like a small dot that came out of the membrane made a hole in the membrane.
Then, as if the black orb that had been wandering outside was waiting for it, it dug a hole. The marble was submerged in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
“The old rulers are more immortal than we are. Even corpses that are clearly dead can come back to life as long as they have enough vitality. Of course, it will only survive, but there will be no ego… I’m assuming that your strength will be no different from when you were alive.”
Satis stopped talking and gave me a brief look.
After defeating the resurrected Surt, I understood what he meant. Like the Surtur I captured, it would have no self-consciousness, but the strength would be the same.
“The image I showed you back then meant that.”
Satis spoke before we even had time to ask.
“I’m going to ask why you didn’t tell me properly last time, so I’ll answer you in advance. Unless it’s something the human mind can’t stand. Most people who know this will go crazy.
Just as a name and a role have power, some truths are imbued with strong images. The names and knowledge of the old rulers especially tinged with such madness.”
I was about to protest if that made sense, but I noticed.
While fighting David, the descendant of the star, in Kanesh, Tyrsi saw a terrible vision when he was exposed to the wave of thoughts emitted by him.
Alien creatures from the other world, including the offspring of the stars, are almost conceptual beings.
It was quite possible that the poison seeped into the language or knowledge itself. It is said that the runes were also contaminated and humans were restricted from using the true meaning of the runes.
‘That’s why Erinn—Ulster Inn—has become a culture that doesn’t leave the traditions in writing.”
Just like Danane’s mother-in-law did in the past, a culture that only conveys knowledge from mouth to mouth!
We speculated that this was because the ancient Erinns shared their knowledge of beast reversion, resulting in mutations that fit their personalities, like Berserks, ogres, and trolls.
The curse itself is the result of the ‘Lord of the Deep’ turning into Odin and stealing her name.
The ‘Lord of the Deep’ took away the name of the sea god Njord, and Atlantis, who worshiped him, was cursed to become a fish-man, and Erin, who used to return beasts to benchmark Odin, was cursed indirectly.
As I said several times, this is the moment of the Great War of the Golden Age.
“But now you are upright and strong enough to hear the truth and not go astray.”
I stopped thinking and smiled.
“Before that, you said it was hard to believe in my strength.”
“I hope you don’t feel offended.”
“No, I understand. I don’t want to waste my precious time criticizing you.”
I also understood why Odin’s ghost hadn’t told me the truth soberly.
For the old rulers, woven knowledge was an epidemic.
If I had realized her truth, as if I had overcome her disease myself, she would have gone mad as if she had been infected with her pathogen.
Back then, wasn’t it the days when I almost went to the goal after fighting the troll king, and couldn’t even use the aura?
Telling the truth to Nord in the season of Agakbudak would have been tantamount to administering a live vaccine to a 3-month-old baby.
Odin and Satis must have been cramped because I shouldn’t have died after being vaccinated.
More than anything, this was also cheap shit for my senior.
“Sigurd.”
The chewy who believed that Loki was the prophecy of the prophecy.
Nefertiti’s enemy.
The one left with me, maybe the last enemy.
“From what you’re saying, it seems that the bastard noticed this too.”
“… Maybe. It’s not something we taught you.”
“Wait! Resurrection?! Hiding on Earth?! I haven’t heard of that!”
When the story of the guy with the spear stuck in his back came out, Loki, who couldn’t keep up with the speed of the conversation again, shouted with a sharp understanding like a whipped horse.
Loki has never given me this kind of knowledge.
Loki really didn’t know, because she came all this way and it makes no sense that she doesn’t trust me.
She forgot the pain in her body and cried out to Satis.
“You could have even tipped me off!! You said you could descend into this world!!”
“Only in the church that serves me! Unless I tear apart the dimension like this, I won’t be able to descend in front of you! If the dimension is torn apart, the sky is at risk of collapsing, so what can I say!”
In Satis’ screaming hand, the blue star trembled in a translucent membrane.
Just as a soap bubble bursts when it has too many holes, the time when that wall completely collapses is when the dimensions are connected. As if Kanesh, whose dimensional wall had been released once, was connected to Odelia’s estate.
That’s why the surviving gods couldn’t readily intervene even in the [Middle branch].
“Besides, you hid your identity a few hundred years ago and went hunting for the children of the stars!! After being injured, he treated himself with an elixir in the underground ruins of Romania for over 50 years!
Even after that, he avoided the eyes of Henir and Sigurd with the authority and Hittite technology! Even those with eyes superior to the gods couldn’t find you, how were we supposed to find you!!”
Loki, protesting, choked her speechless. Satis averted her eyes as if to say sorry.
“… We didn’t even know you were alive until the Great War broke out in the human world. You in your prime turned into a fantasy, how do we know? You are the one who fooled Thor and Odin.”
It was an unfortunate mismatch that neither Loki nor the other gods could help.
Loki’s actions were right, as he would have tried to tear the dimensional membrane if he had left the children of the stars unattended. But she was so perfect and thorough that even her gods didn’t seem to notice her.
“… Okay. It’s already too late, and in fact, even if I knew, my future wouldn’t have changed.”
Loki seemed to understand that it was in the past, so he brought the topic back to normal.
“Anyway, when the dimensions are connected, when [Sea God]——No. You mean the ‘Lord of the Deep’ might be hiding? Are you sure the dimension is also connected to the [Middle branch]?”
“That kid actually came through that hole.”
Who? Me?
I self-pointed. Satis agreed.
“Since ancient times, there have been quite a few accidental incidents of opening holes between dimensions. Small animals and humans must have been coming and going through the hole while we couldn’t manage it.
So the ecology, myths, and legends of your hometown and 【Middle Branch】 would be more similar. At least for the last few hundred years, we’ve been holding back as much as possible… “
“Somehow, I must have fallen into a hole that I missed.”
“… Yes. Maybe it was fate. Because you are the Wolfheddin of the Prophecy.”
The shocking truth of my other world trip is now revealed!
Actually, it’s not that shocking. It didn’t deviate much from what I expected.
As she said, if it was really fate, there is no way the gods could have gone against that fate, let alone me who knew nothing about it.
─Patter.
Satis’ clay figure arm fell off. It seemed like he didn’t have much time.
“… Shall I visit the Satis cult of Narmer-Nile?”
“Come later when I tell you the answer to the proposal. The most important part is from now on.”
Hit. The reason for healing Loki in the first place hasn’t come out yet.
I put the pen to the notebook again.
“That octopus-headed bitch will definitely revive her dead people and make them her own soldiers. At least she’s not the bitch who will kindly bring back her precious friends.”
“Then are you still preparing for resurrection?”
“No, it is different. The movement of the stars necessary for the ceremony is still far away. At least 2 to 300 more years.”
Fuck me How long have you left?
Can I live until then? It would be difficult to live and it would be difficult to die. If he dies, Veronica will be very pitiful, and even if he lives, he will have to let the other wives go.
“Yes. You don’t have to worry about such a distant future.”
Mistaking how I was impressed by a story more unpleasant than the resurrection of the old rulers, Satis pounded his chest with the hand of a clay figure.
“You did so, really so many things. Wolfheddin of prophecy, human hero. I promise to tell you about your achievements when we can go down to earth again.”
“No, I don’t think you’ll do that after I talk to you… No, please.”
It might not be such a bad thing, considering the way my children’s children will be treated, isn’t it?
Satis seemed to smile at my swift change of attitude, then spoke kindly.
“You have done so much. Too many to count. So for the rest of your life, I hope you achieve what you want. There is no more suffering from the traces of the Age of Gods in that distant future.
There are still many grievances left in the human world, but those are the only things you need to worry about. Just as I am gathering warriors under the name of Satis’ Shanangae, the future war of the gods is ours.”
“Is healing Loki an extension of that?”
“Yes. A fool who would not know even if a fly got into his mouth right now is a god who must take responsibility like us. If the lifespan of a guy who has to suffer for hundreds of years more is today or tomorrow, it will be very difficult.”
“Hey, can I pretend I didn’t hear it? A peaceful old age and final plans are all planned, right? I thought I was going to die after being treated badly by the bicorns for about 10 years?”
… Burr. Loki trembled, but Satis did not budge.
“Give up. Diane Kekt has a plan to cure you.”
“Isn’t that bastard a real psycho who implants parasites in the prosthetic arm he gave to his god?!”
“It’s okay because you’ve beaten it. If it’s Henir’s Power Fragment there, the ingredients are sufficient. Right, Wolfheddin? Diane said that the treatment you gave Loki was interesting, should I change it?”
“I will decline.”
Even if you listen roughly, you are a crazy surgeon, so would you call me crazy?
Satis shrugged his shoulders as if he knew roughly, and I asked an additional question.
“I hate talking about the percentage of success of something without an exact sample. Instead of the success rate of surgery, I will ask something else.”
“What?”
“You said it would take 10 years, what exactly do you mean?”
Does that mean we have to wait 10 years for surgery?
Otherwise–
“Once you go into treatment, you won’t wake up for 10 years.”
Like when Loki gave first aid with an elixir, did he stay in suspended animation for a long time?
Satis’ answer was the latter.
If he decides to go through treatment, he will be separated from Loki for about 10 years.
… Awesome!!
The cracks I had intentionally left widened. Satis plugged her ears, frowning as if someone had shouted into her ear.
“Okay, got it! I’ll go back! Oh, think about it and answer me! You can come to my church!”
“No, I’m saying no!!”
“I didn’t ask you, idiot! Bye then! Oh, don’t worry, we don’t usually have time to watch over you, so there’s nothing to worry about about privacy!”
Leaving subtle and delicate words behind, Satis got out of the clay doll like that.
‘Like last time and this time, she’s a goddess like a storm.’
Exhausted, I first put the soil in a bag.
‘Kangbuk-ho (silver) got soil full of divine power of the goddess!’
I let out a long sigh while summarizing the other results obtained in the battle.
“The psycho might die after being treated, so wouldn’t it be better to just die a natural death? I understand that you want to see me for a long time, but I think the moderate death of the characters helps with the suspense of the bard story!”
“I hope dying during treatment is dramatic.”
“Aaaaa!! Please!! Something like surgery is not something a sane god would do!!”
I-I-I-I-I-I!
The lava cavity echoed loudly.
Loki’s immature whining, howling like Anaki, was announcing the end of the fight.
