100 – Tribute (9)

A huge void that doesn’t seem like a dreamscape. With some eyes, it’s futile.

The Prophet wandered around looking for Eva in the empty space.

Wandering there for 30 days, the Prophet came to one conclusion.

The Prophet realized that this place was not a dream, but the line drawn outside the dream to prevent it from entering his heart was this infinite void.

It was a very interesting scene.

In the meantime, I’ve been breaking into many dreams and seeing the borders of various minds, but this was the first time.

I didn’t put a rough wire net around it like others or make them walk on a single wooden path like a cliff. There are no thorns, no traps buried in mud.

Just wandering around. Until it is reached, forever and ever. It is to wander madly in the endless white space.

Boundaries with others are often expressed as lines and fences, but there are no lines or fences in his boundaries. There was no element of threat. Even when he comes, he doesn’t chase me.

It just forces a journey without an ending.

I just let it move within infinity until I run out of exhaustion and fall.

Day 60. The Prophet is tired.

I woke up. It wasn’t too difficult to get back to sleep because I was quite tired.

Then I fell asleep again and re-entered the dream boundary.

And this time, on the 61st day, I was exhausted.

I woke up and went back to sleep.

And this time, on the 62nd day, I was exhausted.

Keep waking up and going back to sleep.

I finally succeeded in walking for 66 days.

And, repeating this, I realized something once again.

You cannot proceed beyond the 66th day. This is the limit of the Prophet’s physical strength. This 66-day journey is the limit that I tried by using all my tenacity and coming. More than this is impossible.

The Prophet’s conclusion was simple.

“I have to give up.”

You cannot invade his image.

“This time I realized that there is nothing more futile than walking through endless nothingness. Everyone is given an equal chance to invade, regardless of strength or power, and it is obvious that everyone will fail equally.”

If you have even the slightest hope, you can continue to challenge yourself. Even if you spend thousands or tens of thousands of days wandering around, it’s a waste in the world of images anyway. It’s not a waste of real time. I must have tried several times.

No answer. It would have been worth the challenge if it was something like a wall made of blades, but empty space. What kind of ridiculous boundary is this?

Lilia asked back at the Prophet, who was suddenly talking about something only she knew.

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“It means he throws people out a lot more equally than you think.”

The Prophet answered that. Stella and Lilia’s questions were not resolved in the slightest, only increasing their complexity.

“Anyway, breaking into his image means you’ve failed.”

The wind blew. The flowers swayed like colorful bells. The sound was like waves.

“It’s a big deal.”

One of the flowers in full bloom held its petals in its arms. It went backward like turning a clock back and returned to the state of a flower bud.

**

There was still a fragrant smell and a warm atmosphere in the house. She thought about changing the scent a little, so Monia took out her scented candle and looked at Precia and said,

“Chairman, but what is that eyepatch? You haven’t hurt your eye before. Oh, could it be that the wound was discovered later?”

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Precia waved her hand with a hearty laugh.

“hahahaha, it’s not like that. Thank you for your concern. This eyepatch is for the puppeteer’s vision.”

She glanced up at her eyepatch to reveal the pupils inside. Her diamond-like eyes were tinged with the soft light of the sky.

“I’m so busy with work while I’m away. No matter how important the issue is, I can’t just throw it away. That’s why I’m taking care of the witch association’s business by using a doll as a proxy.”

“Ah~ I see.”

Monia gave a cool answer to solve her doubts. She then lit a scented candle and smiled softly.

“You mean Iva is such an important issue that you neglect all the work of the witch association?”

“It’s nothing else, it’s a candidate for the demon king. If it’s that level of existence, the Witch Association, Nabal, and everywhere else will consider it the most important issue.”

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Presia paused her words for a moment, took in her breath, then lowered her head slightly.

“…I’m sorry. It’s my fault for putting that burden on Lilia. It’s a heavy burden for anyone to bear, but at such a young age… I should’ve checked more closely. I’m ashamed. .”

She apologized for making Eva her servant. Monia’s expression hardened a little, then she regained her smile.

“What are you talking about? Lilia isn’t a kid anymore, and she’s responsible for her choices. And she wouldn’t think that Eva was Jim at all? Neither do I.”

Monia asked Presia without erasing her smile.

“What is she going to do with Eva?”

“… You can’t believe she sympathizes with Eva?”

“Is the content different from my question?”

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Precia asked seriously.

“I can understand how you feel. I will sympathize with you, and above all, if such a child has suffered such a fate, then of course I will sympathize with you. But Monia, she is…”

“Please don’t say anything other than the question.”

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Precia took a deep breath before speaking.

“I’m not cold-blooded. Of course I want to save you. I don’t want to hurt Lillia or you, and I don’t like the feeling of killing people. I’ll try to save them if I can.”

She hardened her face seriously.

“But, if, really, if he starts running rampant as the demon king again.”

He spoke with great power in each word. This was the responsibility of the person at the head of magic to ignore even the ethical dilemma of a human being and move on. She had a unique sense of duty that she had to push forward like an iron horn while ignoring her personal feelings.

“You’ll have to make some cruel decisions.”

Her eyes shone coolly like a diamond, like the face of an inanimate object.

Monia was silent and she looked straight at her without avoiding her eyes.

“I heard before that there is a covenant between Eva’s life and my daughter’s life… Are you going to use this?”

“What! I will never let Lillia do that! A little… The village will be destroyed, but it will be possible if you use wide-area magic. I must have found the record before.”

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Presia stretched out her words as if to make an excuse.

“Mu, of course it’s a what-if story. It’s really a what-if story. Even if it wasn’t Morbe before, he wouldn’t have runaway. As long as Lilia holds her safely, there will be no problem. The best move is, of course, Eva. I’m in charge, but… Lilia resembles you, so it’s not normal stubbornness, it’s a problem.”

Even in the midst of such a story, Wiz was fiddling with the paper in his hand.

It was a kind of letter with the message that Eva left for her before going to her flower garden.

While fiddling with it several times, Wiz stared blankly out the window.

I hope Stella comes back soon.

She spent her free time thinking about this. She was far better off anyway than she had to fit into the cramped timetable in the Holy Land.

I turned my head and read the contents of the letter.

I read a few words written in crooked, childlike handwriting that had just learned to write.

And I could feel the presence.

“What, what?”

“What? …No way!”

This was felt not only by Wiz, but also by Monia and Presia. Like a frog with a snake in front of it, I had no choice but to react naturally to the chilling sensation running down my spine.

It was a demonic energy that was so powerful that even ordinary people who could not detect a demonic existence could feel it.

A normal person without special abilities could feel it, but of course it felt more vivid and intense to Wiz.

“It’s a big deal…”

After muttering that, she accelerated the time inside her body.

Everything around seems slow. The flickering flame, the melting candle concentration, the startled rise of Monia and Precia, and the falling chair. Entire.

Since she lived in a fast time by herself, it was only natural that everything around her seemed slow.

She went out alone, changing the unit of time.

In her hand was a blue holy sword.

The field of flowers was twisting so that the scene matched her speed. After all the flowers returned to their bud state, they blossomed anew. It was a flower that resembled a human hand, no, a hand itself. If you cut off a dwarf’s hand and weave it like a flower, what would it look like? Bizarre lifeforms, like hand-made lotuses, gradually filled the field.

Looking at it with my eyes, I caught a boy sleeping on a bed like a scene in a fairy tale, and a number of powerful-looking women surrounding him.

It was a strange scene.

Wiz raised her sword while remembering the boy’s letter in the midst of a fast time where no one could move.

We weren’t close enough to talk about loyalty, but I was able to accept this much of a request.

It’s just that kind of caring, taking a life away before others even notice.

The method of killing was also ignorant, but simple.

It just needs to be cut faster than the speed at which it regenerates. It was simple ignorance, but it was also the most effective way for her to adjust the time.

“To Stella… Regards… I’ll give you…”

After saying goodbye to Iba, Gonhija tried to strike her down.

But she didn’t.

“What…”

Because she hadn’t grown wings from him. The scene of destruction that I saw then had wings, and the beginning of destruction I had seen before also had wings. Wings resembling tree branches stretched out as if to insult or invade the sky.

But now, even though the devil’s power leaked out, he had no wings.

Before taking her life, Wiz thought she should consider all the circumstances.

Unleashed his own acceleration.

“What, what!”

“Wizz?!”

In Lillia and Stella’s eyes, they only saw Wiz as a sudden appearance, so they reacted with considerable surprise.

“There… The Prophet…”

“Yes?”

But the Prophet responded calmly and took her question.

“Is this runaway…?”

“No. It’s just the demon’s power leaking out. I think this side effect was caused by suppressing only regeneration.”

“Aha…”

Wiz put her knife down.

“Oh, I’ll borrow some again this time.”

The Prophet snatched the sword right away, and also snatched the spear from Stella’s back.

“Please two minutes away. I’m getting caught up in it.”

The two crossed in the form of a cross. Around Iva who was lying down, red and blue gins came to mind. They blended together to create a purple light, and a new sphere wrapped around him.

Lilia and Stella quickly fell, biting their lips grimly. Judging by the fact that removing his hand from his body was slower than other movements, it seemed that he still had lingering feelings.

They were afraid to fall, wrapping him in purple darkness. The round darkness gradually turned into an angle and wrapped around him as if folding a letter.

It was sealed.

Just like the process of sealing a letter, a huge seal falls from the sky.

The stationery wrapped around him was made into a stone slab and sealed.

Looking at this in vain, Lilia prickly turned her head to the Prophet.

“What are you doing!”

If it’s not a runaway, what’s the sudden sealing? She glared strongly at the Prophet.

“…? It’s a seal?”

“Who doesn’t know that?”

“Aha. You’re asking why it was sealed.”

The Prophet looked around.

“It’s for a proper discussion. I don’t think we’ll come to a rational conclusion if we continue to face each other.”

“What discussion are you talking about?”

As Stella asked, the Prophet answered.

“This is for the disposition of the Demon of Reverse Heaven. Look around now. Now there is no safe way to sleep. Anyone who enters his image is circumspectly denied.”

There was Fresia riding a broom behind them and Monia flying holding her by the waist. Looking at this, the Prophet continued his words.

“Now I have to think seriously.”

The Prophet spoke strongly.

“How to dispose of him.”

**

“Damn it.”

Eva exclaimed as she watched the scene of the dream unfolding even more.

“Iva, you mustn’t go over it! Ignore those demon whispers!”

“Oh my God? Ajumma is a little out of it. I’m talking to the Demon King.”

Handmade flowers in full bloom. Butterflies and flies resembling bees hover over it. They sat on the flowers and sucked something like nectar and increased their size.

And in the center is a girl with white hair, red eyes and a small body. She is the largest of the handmade flowers. Her Buddha was sitting on her hand shaped like a lotus on which to ride and fly, looking at Eva.

“Well, we finally met! The world will be delighted with this! It must have blossomed into beautiful flowers!”

He sighed as he watched the whole scene.

“Please get out of my dreams.”

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