Chapter 751: Missing Talent, Part 130 - Edge 27 -
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"By and large, why are you here? No one should know I'm here!
"Sounds like a lot of things to me about the people I helped. It was indeed a continuum of things that could not be anticipated, from the untouchability of Anomaly and Doom to the runoff of Dragreo, but this battlefield, even without including it, has been noted by the whole continent. Of course I care.
Even if I look like this, I'm the former president of the Magic Church. I'm very sensitive when it comes to guys who can't keep up with their feet, people who act unnaturally. Besides, if you look calmly at the war situation and look over the factions on both sides, you'll notice as much as your bills are making an unnatural move. And just in case you come backpacking, it's like this body.
Your downside is that no one is watching the big picture. Hidun is busy with his mission, too, and Doom doesn't have a strategic eye. The others are just being used, or I'm only interested in myself. This is like telling me to poke a gap. "
"Hmm. There will be gaps in us, but there will be no one to put them on."
"How about that? You can't be alarmed by a human being. Not that I could completely manipulate the situation with you. Why do you think Arnelia's pilgrimage outside or the Sorcery Church's conquest troops didn't intervene in this candart? Because I softly claimed my existence from them. I felt like Arnelia had other thoughts.
But as far as I'm concerned, I've been completely hostile to them. What are you gonna do about it?
Silence was silently accepting Tetrastine's words. Surely he is right, because Silence was also wondering about the discipline that Arnelia and the Magic Church, who have been on this battlefield since the beginning, have not set up. But if Tetrastine was secretly making me stare, it would somehow convince me too.
"... you threatened Olimpus, too?
"I just want to say yes, but not like raw hate. They're licking me, and I'm not a threat. Besides, Olumpas can't afford to just set me up here no matter what. We should still do our best to unify our inner circle. The West is always rough with you."
"It was true that Olumpas seemed too packed with various things to move. I don't know what's going on, either, and I'm barely able to intervene. Tribal issues, faiths, profits, blood muscles. I even found out that it was the clan on the other shore that was holding back with absolute force everything they entangled."
"You're back to normal. By the way, I've never talked to you slowly before. Finally, I'd like to ask you a few questions, okay?
"Wasn't that rather the purpose? Fine, it feels better to pay back the debt immediately. To the best of my ability, I'll answer you."
Silence was acting like he was fixing the original graceful trick. I'm repairing it even after the layers beat me already. Is it the will of Silence to recover from his face?
Tetrastine asked, putting aside a few moments and trying to pick a word.
"... the magic of time suspension. Have you ever heard of him?
"As the ultimate in time magic, you've had such an idea for a long time. But no one on this earth has succeeded, and it's still supposed to be an airborne theory on the plane. Is that it?"
"General theory is good. Have you ever heard of exercising magic, or being close to it?
"... you don't. There is certainly magic that varies or slows down the course of time, but even that is rare. There used to seem to be a bunch of magicians and mentors who specialize in studying space-time manipulative sorcery, but most of that should have been lost in the confusion of the Great War. Is that it?"
"Well, don't you know that?"
Seeing the disappointing look on Tetrastine's face raised questions about Silence.
"I have a question for you, too. It's been more than 500 years since I was born in this world, but who are you? I do impose a way that self is meant to prolong life, but what about you? Besides, if a magician as powerful as you were born in modern times, the Magic Church or Orangeable would react. Like an alpha leash. But you fit into the head of the Magic Church, unknown to anyone, and now you're here. Who the hell are you?
"... you're not good at asking people questions. If you don't throw one question at a time, it's harder to answer. By the way, that question is contraindicated in the Magic Church. I tore the guy who asked me the same question before in front of everyone. There were other reasons, but you'd mistakenly assume my surroundings were killed for asking me that question.
Well, I don't really want to answer that, but this is also on the edge of something. Let me tell you a little bit about me. My birth was in a very small country. It seems like there are only enough houses in the village to count - it was a very, very small village. There should have been no 50 inhabitants. There were three friendly childhood tamers there. They were together to do anything. They ran mountains when the sun went up, played in the river, and explored the small - a world that felt so great for them.
They played in various places. They knew there were no dangerous demons nearby, and all the demons that lived near them were very temperamental and dear. They didn't attack humans or anything unless they were forced to interrupt their breeding season or diet, and rather they knew they would get better at eating human-made food together than attacking humans. Some of them even went on to provide human beings with forest resources in order to get more food.
One day the boys were led by such demons into the depths of the woods. There were ruins under the riverbed that made the idea difficult for people to reach. There are three children. It was the boy who was a rough, mind-breaking summariser, such a pleasant, slightly feisty girl who gradually falls in love with him, and a small boy with the guts to just walk after the two of them - a boy who showed 'aptitude' to the ruins in them, but with no deal at the end of it "
"Ruins - are they from far ancient times, unknown to the producer?"
"I still don't know what it's like. Of course the boys didn't know. But the insipid boy showed due diligence. After a moment, the ruins may have looked inside. to the fact that the boy secretly craves power more than anyone else and is jealous again.
The boy gained strength from the moment. No, I didn't gain strength, I wore it. That's like a natural disaster. But too much power punished them. The boy in the summary was turned into a second invisible figure and lost his self, the girl was forced to transform into an adult and nothing happened to the insipid boy. The appearance of the three boys who were close was no longer there.
The boys are still trapped in the ruins. Their time remains permanently stopped from that point on. And the surviving boys embarked on a journey. To find a way for us to get back together. "
"... I see, that's you and Lissie. Well, it's a tragedy, but it's not without it. So did you talk about the magic of time? I see what you're after, don't you?
Silence was laughing with pleasure. I thought I understood Tetrastine's mood. But Tetrastine was responding to silence with a creepy laugh.
Continued
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"By and large, why are you here? No one should know I'm here!
"Sounds like a lot of things to me about the people I helped. It was indeed a continuum of things that could not be anticipated, from the untouchability of Anomaly and Doom to the runoff of Dragreo, but this battlefield, even without including it, has been noted by the whole continent. Of course I care.
Even if I look like this, I'm the former president of the Magic Church. I'm very sensitive when it comes to guys who can't keep up with their feet, people who act unnaturally. Besides, if you look calmly at the war situation and look over the factions on both sides, you'll notice as much as your bills are making an unnatural move. And just in case you come backpacking, it's like this body.
Your downside is that no one is watching the big picture. Hidun is busy with his mission, too, and Doom doesn't have a strategic eye. The others are just being used, or I'm only interested in myself. This is like telling me to poke a gap. "
"Hmm. There will be gaps in us, but there will be no one to put them on."
"How about that? You can't be alarmed by a human being. Not that I could completely manipulate the situation with you. Why do you think Arnelia's pilgrimage outside or the Sorcery Church's conquest troops didn't intervene in this candart? Because I softly claimed my existence from them. I felt like Arnelia had other thoughts.
But as far as I'm concerned, I've been completely hostile to them. What are you gonna do about it?
Silence was silently accepting Tetrastine's words. Surely he is right, because Silence was also wondering about the discipline that Arnelia and the Magic Church, who have been on this battlefield since the beginning, have not set up. But if Tetrastine was secretly making me stare, it would somehow convince me too.
"... you threatened Olimpus, too?
"I just want to say yes, but not like raw hate. They're licking me, and I'm not a threat. Besides, Olumpas can't afford to just set me up here no matter what. We should still do our best to unify our inner circle. The West is always rough with you."
"It was true that Olumpas seemed too packed with various things to move. I don't know what's going on, either, and I'm barely able to intervene. Tribal issues, faiths, profits, blood muscles. I even found out that it was the clan on the other shore that was holding back with absolute force everything they entangled."
"You're back to normal. By the way, I've never talked to you slowly before. Finally, I'd like to ask you a few questions, okay?
"Wasn't that rather the purpose? Fine, it feels better to pay back the debt immediately. To the best of my ability, I'll answer you."
Silence was acting like he was fixing the original graceful trick. I'm repairing it even after the layers beat me already. Is it the will of Silence to recover from his face?
Tetrastine asked, putting aside a few moments and trying to pick a word.
"... the magic of time suspension. Have you ever heard of him?
"As the ultimate in time magic, you've had such an idea for a long time. But no one on this earth has succeeded, and it's still supposed to be an airborne theory on the plane. Is that it?"
"General theory is good. Have you ever heard of exercising magic, or being close to it?
"... you don't. There is certainly magic that varies or slows down the course of time, but even that is rare. There used to seem to be a bunch of magicians and mentors who specialize in studying space-time manipulative sorcery, but most of that should have been lost in the confusion of the Great War. Is that it?"
"Well, don't you know that?"
Seeing the disappointing look on Tetrastine's face raised questions about Silence.
"I have a question for you, too. It's been more than 500 years since I was born in this world, but who are you? I do impose a way that self is meant to prolong life, but what about you? Besides, if a magician as powerful as you were born in modern times, the Magic Church or Orangeable would react. Like an alpha leash. But you fit into the head of the Magic Church, unknown to anyone, and now you're here. Who the hell are you?
"... you're not good at asking people questions. If you don't throw one question at a time, it's harder to answer. By the way, that question is contraindicated in the Magic Church. I tore the guy who asked me the same question before in front of everyone. There were other reasons, but you'd mistakenly assume my surroundings were killed for asking me that question.
Well, I don't really want to answer that, but this is also on the edge of something. Let me tell you a little bit about me. My birth was in a very small country. It seems like there are only enough houses in the village to count - it was a very, very small village. There should have been no 50 inhabitants. There were three friendly childhood tamers there. They were together to do anything. They ran mountains when the sun went up, played in the river, and explored the small - a world that felt so great for them.
They played in various places. They knew there were no dangerous demons nearby, and all the demons that lived near them were very temperamental and dear. They didn't attack humans or anything unless they were forced to interrupt their breeding season or diet, and rather they knew they would get better at eating human-made food together than attacking humans. Some of them even went on to provide human beings with forest resources in order to get more food.
One day the boys were led by such demons into the depths of the woods. There were ruins under the riverbed that made the idea difficult for people to reach. There are three children. It was the boy who was a rough, mind-breaking summariser, such a pleasant, slightly feisty girl who gradually falls in love with him, and a small boy with the guts to just walk after the two of them - a boy who showed 'aptitude' to the ruins in them, but with no deal at the end of it "
"Ruins - are they from far ancient times, unknown to the producer?"
"I still don't know what it's like. Of course the boys didn't know. But the insipid boy showed due diligence. After a moment, the ruins may have looked inside. to the fact that the boy secretly craves power more than anyone else and is jealous again.
The boy gained strength from the moment. No, I didn't gain strength, I wore it. That's like a natural disaster. But too much power punished them. The boy in the summary was turned into a second invisible figure and lost his self, the girl was forced to transform into an adult and nothing happened to the insipid boy. The appearance of the three boys who were close was no longer there.
The boys are still trapped in the ruins. Their time remains permanently stopped from that point on. And the surviving boys embarked on a journey. To find a way for us to get back together. "
"... I see, that's you and Lissie. Well, it's a tragedy, but it's not without it. So did you talk about the magic of time? I see what you're after, don't you?
Silence was laughing with pleasure. I thought I understood Tetrastine's mood. But Tetrastine was responding to silence with a creepy laugh.
Continued
"By and large, why are you here? No one should know I'm here! "Sounds like a lot of things to me about the people I helped. It was indeed a continuum of things that could not be anticipated, from the untouchability of Anomaly and Doom to the runoff of Dragreo, but this battlefield, even without including it, has been noted by the whole continent. Of course I care.Even if I look like this, I'm the former president of the Magic Church. I'm very sensitive when it comes to guys who can't keep up with their feet, people who act unnaturally. Besides, if you look calmly at the war situation and look over the factions on both sides, you'll notice as much as your bills are making an unnatural move. And just in case you come backpacking, it's like this body.Your downside is that no one is watching the big picture. Hidun is busy with his mission, too, and Doom doesn't have a strategic eye. The others are just being used, or I'm only interested in myself. This is like telling me to poke a gap. ""Hmm. There will be gaps in us, but there will be no one to put them on.""How about that? You can't be alarmed by a human being. Not that I could completely manipulate the situation with you. Why do you think Arnelia's pilgrimage outside or the Sorcery Church's conquest troops didn't intervene in this candart? Because I softly claimed my existence from them. I felt like Arnelia had other thoughts.But as far as I'm concerned, I've been completely hostile to them. What are you gonna do about it? Silence was silently accepting Tetrastine's words. Surely he is right, because Silence was also wondering about the discipline that Arnelia and the Magic Church, who have been on this battlefield since the beginning, have not set up. But if Tetrastine was secretly making me stare, it would somehow convince me too."... you threatened Olimpus, too? "I just want to say yes, but not like raw hate. They're licking me, and I'm not a threat. Besides, Olumpas can't afford to just set me up here no matter what. We should still do our best to unify our inner circle. The West is always rough with you.""It was true that Olumpas seemed too packed with various things to move. I don't know what's going on, either, and I'm barely able to intervene. Tribal issues, faiths, profits, blood muscles. I even found out that it was the clan on the other shore that was holding back with absolute force everything they entangled.""You're back to normal. By the way, I've never talked to you slowly before. Finally, I'd like to ask you a few questions, okay? "Wasn't that rather the purpose? Fine, it feels better to pay back the debt immediately. To the best of my ability, I'll answer you."Silence was acting like he was fixing the original graceful trick. I'm repairing it even after the layers beat me already. Is it the will of Silence to recover from his face?Tetrastine asked, putting aside a few moments and trying to pick a word."... the magic of time suspension. Have you ever heard of him? "As the ultimate in time magic, you've had such an idea for a long time. But no one on this earth has succeeded, and it's still supposed to be an airborne theory on the plane. Is that it?""General theory is good. Have you ever heard of exercising magic, or being close to it? "... you don't. There is certainly magic that varies or slows down the course of time, but even that is rare. There used to seem to be a bunch of magicians and mentors who specialize in studying space-time manipulative sorcery, but most of that should have been lost in the confusion of the Great War. Is that it?""Well, don't you know that?"Seeing the disappointing look on Tetrastine's face raised questions about Silence."I have a question for you, too. It's been more than 500 years since I was born in this world, but who are you? I do impose a way that self is meant to prolong life, but what about you? Besides, if a magician as powerful as you were born in modern times, the Magic Church or Orangeable would react. Like an alpha leash. But you fit into the head of the Magic Church, unknown to anyone, and now you're here. Who the hell are you? "... you're not good at asking people questions. If you don't throw one question at a time, it's harder to answer. By the way, that question is contraindicated in the Magic Church. I tore the guy who asked me the same question before in front of everyone. There were other reasons, but you'd mistakenly assume my surroundings were killed for asking me that question.Well, I don't really want to answer that, but this is also on the edge of something. Let me tell you a little bit about me. My birth was in a very small country. It seems like there are only enough houses in the village to count - it was a very, very small village. There should have been no 50 inhabitants. There were three friendly childhood tamers there. They were together to do anything. They ran mountains when the sun went up, played in the river, and explored the small - a world that felt so great for them.They played in various places. They knew there were no dangerous demons nearby, and all the demons that lived near them were very temperamental and dear. They didn't attack humans or anything unless they were forced to interrupt their breeding season or diet, and rather they knew they would get better at eating human-made food together than attacking humans. Some of them even went on to provide human beings with forest resources in order to get more food.One day the boys were led by such demons into the depths of the woods. There were ruins under the riverbed that made the idea difficult for people to reach. There are three children. It was the boy who was a rough, mind-breaking summariser, such a pleasant, slightly feisty girl who gradually falls in love with him, and a small boy with the guts to just walk after the two of them - a boy who showed 'aptitude' to the ruins in them, but with no deal at the end of it ""Ruins - are they from far ancient times, unknown to the producer?""I still don't know what it's like. Of course the boys didn't know. But the insipid boy showed due diligence. After a moment, the ruins may have looked inside. to the fact that the boy secretly craves power more than anyone else and is jealous again.The boy gained strength from the moment. No, I didn't gain strength, I wore it. That's like a natural disaster. But too much power punished them. The boy in the summary was turned into a second invisible figure and lost his self, the girl was forced to transform into an adult and nothing happened to the insipid boy. The appearance of the three boys who were close was no longer there.The boys are still trapped in the ruins. Their time remains permanently stopped from that point on. And the surviving boys embarked on a journey. To find a way for us to get back together. ""... I see, that's you and Lissie. Well, it's a tragedy, but it's not without it. So did you talk about the magic of time? I see what you're after, don't you? Silence was laughing with pleasure. I thought I understood Tetrastine's mood. But Tetrastine was responding to silence with a creepy laugh.Continued
