Chapter 292

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Eugene had a tendency to believe things easily.

It was due to his innate nature of being unable to doubt others.

Even if something was suspicious, if someone consistently insisted, he would believe it outright. Even if it was an obvious lie to anyone else, he would assume there was a hidden meaning.

It wasn’t for nothing that Frey called Eugene a pushover. To put it nicely, he was pure, but to put it badly, he was a gullible person.

People grow through failures and making amends.

If Eugene had grown up normally, he might have naturally resolved things by experiencing various incidents.

However, Eugene’s growth process was far from normal. He was an orphan without a proper guardian. His only family was his younger sister, Yui, and he lost even her right before his eyes. 

The trauma of being the only one to return alive from hell became an obsession, which soon led to the misguided belief that he had to prove his worth.

I survived.

I survived alone in place of Yui.

I sacrificed my younger sister’s life and survived alone.

So, I have to prove it.

That Yui’s death was not in vain.

That her sacrifice had value.

Otherwise, it would all be a dog’s death.

Eugene’s existing relationships were severed after the Great Catastrophe. Guilt was tainted with madness. He became obsessively fixated on training his Supernatural Abilities and, whether intentionally or unintentionally, pushed away the people around him.

People grow through communication with the outside world. As a result, Eugene’s mental state was no different from what it was five years ago. Only his body had grown. His mind was still frozen in that era.

‘…Is it really okay?’

Therefore, it was very unusual for Eugene to have doubts about someone.

He slightly turned his head and looked back. He even used ‘Acceleration’ for such a trivial movement so as not to be noticed. It wasn’t a power he borrowed to use for such things. Eugene offered a silent apology that wouldn’t reach Leo and quickly rolled his eyes.

Lucia was as usual. She had a faint smile on her lips, and her steps were as light as falling leaves. It was the appearance he always saw. It was ordinary, and there was nothing special about her usual self. 

Before, just seeing her smile would have made him feel at ease, but now, on the contrary, it felt like something heavy was hanging in his heart.

The momentary acceleration quickly came to an end.

Eugene returned his gaze as if nothing had happened.

‘He said it was okay, but…’

The God of War said.

He had solved Lucia’s mental corruption.

So, there was no need to worry anymore.

Eugene trusted the God of War’s words. Leaving aside his social reputation, he believed in the character of the God of War. He was an upright person. He was a man who didn’t waver like a breakwater in the face of a huge tsunami.

The time of their interaction was not very long, but they had clashed with Supernatural Abilities countless times. Supernatural Abilities were the embodiment of mental strength. It was like releasing one’s inner will to the outside of the body. 

Moreover, the God of War’s training method was a simple and crude act of directly slamming his Supernatural Ability into Eugene’s body. An intuition that could not be expressed in words was engraved in Eugene. He vaguely felt the essence of the man called the God of War.

‘According to his words… Lucia’s suicide attempt and abnormal behavior should be seen as a state of confusion caused by mental corruption.’

The mental corruption of monsters was literally a curse that contaminated the mind.

It was a terrible curse that turned a perfectly normal person into a cripple overnight.

Before awakening his Supernatural Ability, Eugene had a history of being affected by mental corruption, so he realized how terrible it was.

Reason was paralyzed, and thoughts were tangled. Like dirty water mixing with clean water, the ego was distorted.

Lucia was possessed by a special being among monsters called ‘Devil God’. It was no wonder she suffered from mental corruption. No, it would be even stranger if she was fine. Supernaturals could resist mental corruption, but they were not completely immune.

Eugene had guessed that, so he asked the God of War for help, and the God of War, who had even visited the academy in person, helped Lucia. He had solved the mental corruption, so he was relieved.

‘But I still can’t rest assured.’

However, Eugene’s heart was still anxious.

Even if the danger sense was calm, he could not hide his anxiety.

‘Lucia showed a smile even when she was devastated by mental corruption.’

He didn’t even dream of knowing Lucia’s condition until Arin told him the truth.

If Arin hadn’t hinted at it, he still wouldn’t have known.

Even now, the scene was bleak. He still couldn’t forget it. He still couldn’t forget the image of Lucia, who was struggling in her sleep and asking for help.

To the point of attempting suicide.

To the point of unconsciously asking for help.

To the point of making ridiculous nonsense about liking pain.

She was having a hard time.

She was yearning for help.

But he didn’t even dream of knowing. He didn’t know at all. Even though he was always watching her, he didn’t notice at all. Eugene couldn’t lift his head because he felt sorry for himself. He only saw her good side and didn’t even pay attention to her dark side. He was blinded by her smile and didn’t care about the inside story. That was the result. He overlooked the screams of the girl he liked.

‘What if she’s still in pain now? What if she’s even deceiving the God of War? What if that smile is just fake?’

Eugene pressed down on his stuffy chest. He could feel his heart beating faster and faster. His thoughts always repeated like a da capo. The end of all doubts always led to the same conclusion.

‘So, what can I do now?’

If all the doubts were true.

What can I do for her?

It was a concern he always had, and it was time to come up with an answer.

Shamefully, Eugene had not yet reached a conclusion.

‘If I get stronger…’

And as always, his concerns led to longing.

‘If I have more to do…’

Copy more Supernatural Abilities.

If I get much more powerful and diverse abilities.

When I have outstanding power enough to be honest with myself.

The things I can do for her…

Can I realize it?

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The United Nations numbered the administrative districts where people lived instead of naming them.

The lower the number, the higher the importance, and the higher the number, the lower the importance. The criterion for selecting importance was the strength of the spiritual veins. The more powerful the spiritual veins flowing through the land, the higher the importance was assigned. Spiritual veins had the function of preventing the invasion of monsters, so it was a natural course.

District 1.

The land where the most powerful spiritual veins flowed, and the capital of the United Nations.

It was the center of the country in all fields of politics, culture, and economy, and it was also where the headquarters of the Celestial Corps was located.

Yoo-seong was the ‘captain’ of the 1st Division of the Celestial Corps and the commander who oversaw the entire Celestial Corps. The place to handle administrative work was naturally the headquarters, and anyone who wanted to meet him had to go directly to the headquarters in District 1.

Even the head of state of the United Nations could not arbitrarily tell Yoo-seong to come and go. Legally, the right of command of the Celestial Corps belonged to the head of state, and even though he was higher in rank than the commander, he had to visit the headquarters on his own if he had any business with the God of War.

However, the situation was different for his disciples.

We didn’t go to meet Yoo-seong, but Yoo-seong moved to meet us directly.

There was a practical reason for this. It was time. Even though the academy was located in District 2, which was adjacent to District 1, it took too long for us to move to the Celestial Corps headquarters in District 1.

We, who were just students, had to use public transportation to move between districts.

Even if we could run faster than most cars, Supernaturals could not move at a certain speed or higher in the city. This was due to the risk of accidents and the problem that the roads were easily damaged due to the leg strength of Supernaturals. The only exception was in an emergency situation when rifts are open, and the speed limit is null.

Public transportation with fixed operating hours and routes was bound to take a lot of time. And Yoo-seong was always living in a hurry. He couldn’t afford to waste his already limited time just moving.

So, Yoo-seong visited District 2 in person. The speed limit for Supernaturals in the city was a law enacted due to the risk of accidents. It did not apply to people like Yoo-seong who moved by flying in the sky.

There was no road in the sky. There were no obstacles. All he had to do was move in a straight line to his destination. Moreover, Yoo-seong was the fastest man in the world. If he was determined to move, it would be quick to get to District 2.

There was a training center owned by the Celestial Corps 30 minutes away from the academy on foot.

It was a training facility exclusively for Celestial Corps members, specially built for Supernaturals.

Students of the academy could use it by making a reservation in advance. Since we had obtained the right to use it in the name of the commander, we could use it at any time.

This was the first time I actually visited it.

But in my memory, it was familiar and even affectionate.

Because Lucille often used it as a training ground during the regression.

Because she had lost most of her abilities as a Blessed Saintess, she trained the only remaining ability. She had talent and desire. She gathered the ruins of the collapsed tower and rebuilt the tower from scratch. In that way, Lucille reached the rank of captain. She rose to a position equal to the pinnacle of humanity.

The unfortunate thing was that she never reached beyond the rank of captain.

Even in the infinite time, she did not fully regain her past glory.

At best, she only got close to it.

It was not because Lucille’s efforts were insufficient. It was probably a congenital problem. The Blessed Saintess had dedicated most of her blessings to humanity. She transferred ownership to all of humanity. However, the true owner was still Lucille. The blessing of the four seasons was a structure that distributed to humanity via Lucille.

That system held Lucille back. It drew Lucille’s limit line. Even if she gave up what she had, the blessing was still connected to Lucille, creating the paradox that the empty vessel was actually filled. You can’t refill an already full vessel.

If Lucille’s mind was intact, she might have been able to find another way… but as she repeated the regression, Lucille’s mind slowly broke down, and her Supernatural Ability also broke down. Supernatural Abilities were a power based on mental strength, so if Lucille collapsed, they would collapse together.

…Anyway, it was a place that was familiar to me in my own way.

It’s really a strange feeling that a place I’ve never been to is familiar.

If you think about it that way, Yoo-seong is similar, right? Even though we haven’t met for long, he’s as familiar as if we’ve known each other for a long time? When I read Lucille’s memories, I’m often swept away by the memories. I was often swayed by emotions that were not mine because I was stained with Lucille’s emotions.

“…Nice to meet you for the first time. Was it Lucia?”

For example, like now.

A young man with a youthful appearance who seemed to be over twenty smiled wryly and greeted me.

Common black hair and black eyes.

A sturdy physique that contrasted with the intellectual appearance that seemed like he would be handling documents in front of a table.

His hands, full of scars and calluses, were really impressive.

“It’s really nice to meet you. Please just call me… well, Johan.”

Knight Leader, Johan.

The child Lucille took in when she was a nun.

If you had to put it, he was like a foster son to Lucille.

…Um, I already have four daughters, so I don’t need a son.

Could you please return him if possible?

Author Note

A/N (Author’s note):
Lucia is everyone’s dream.

Please give her a lot of love.

Translator Note

T/N (translator’s note):
For a person who is supposed to be beating up Eugene, not very much Eugene beating is being shown smh. 

Let’s beat up Kat as compensation.

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