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Joy, who came down to earth in the arms of the Fairy Queen, sat down on the floor and caught her breath.

I thought I used the magic of teleportation like I learned from my teacher, but why did I end up above the clouds!?

If it weren’t for the others, I would have died! Joy, recalling the momentary scenery of the fall, held her arms and shook her shoulders.

“You did well for your first time. Joy.”

“Was that a good thing? If I had moved alone, I would have held that guy’s funeral today.”

When Lina spoke sharply, Joy shrugged her shoulders. But Erginus smiled and shook his head.

“Anyway, the coordinates were accurate. No one was missing anything. If you did this on your first try, you’re a genius. You know that too.”

Lina glanced at Joy and sighed at Erginus’ defense that he had once fallen into the middle of the ocean.

“I’m sorry. I was standing there talking nonsense.”

“Huh? Oh. No. It was my fault, wasn’t it?”

When Lina awkwardly laughed at Joy’s apology, the Fairy Queen let out an exclamation of surprise.

“Was Lina really this sane?”

“I was fine originally. It was just Lucy’s scent that shook my mind and caused problems.”

“You could stand like this next to Yeong-ae Aln.”

“Then I won’t be able to hear the selling. I like it when Lucy makes me feel bad.”

Lina, who had been stretching the corners of her lips, froze for a moment and then lifted her head with a clicking sound.

“Your Majesty, would you please send a message through the fairy?”

“Already sent. Come here.”

As soon as the Fairy Queen finished speaking, a huge tree appeared in front of them.

The tree that had been moving its roots while possessing a personality discovered them and disappeared.

And after a while, a gentleman wearing a bowler hat appeared from inside the forest and bowed his head.

“I meet you, my esteemed ones. It’s truly a pleasure to meet you, people I’ve only heard of in legends…”

The old gentleman tried to greet her formally, but Lina cut him off mid-sentence.

“Let’s talk about that later. There are more important matters at hand.”

“…What is it, Lina?”

“It’s about Lucy. You remember the child who saved you before.”

“Please speak. He may be rude, but he is still a lifesaver.”

After hearing what had happened at the palace and the message Lucy had left behind, the old gentleman thought deeply and shook his head.

“There is no part that I can guess. First of all, I don’t know anything about that person’s whereabouts, and I haven’t heard anything from the other old trees either.”

Erginus interrupted the old gentleman’s answer.

“Can you talk to other trees?”

“Being alive for so long is a great thing in itself. It gives you a certain amount of intelligence and strength. If you borrow my power, you can even communicate from afar.”

“But there is no guess.”

“There is no one as remarkable as he is. And yet there is no information. It is necessary to assume that there is no connection between his whereabouts and the old tree.”

Despite the firm answer, Erginus and his party did not give up.

They persistently asked questions about various things to try to find out clues.

But as the questions continued, it became clear that the old tree and Lucy had nothing to do with each other.

“Did that guy give you wrong information?”

“The connection was weird. I might have misunderstood.”

“Not yet! There must be a meaning to what Lucy said about the old tree! That guy doesn’t do meaningless things!”

While the three of them were expressing their opinions, Joy, who had been deep in thought, suddenly raised her head when an idea occurred to her.

“Pope!”

Everyone’s attention was drawn to the loud voice, but Joy paid no attention to it and said what she wanted to say.

“Lucy has two pieces of information to tell us! Her location, and the Pope’s purpose! If it doesn’t have anything to do with Lucy’s location, it has to have something to do with the Pope’s purpose!”

Erginus blinked as he listened to Joy’s words and slowly turned his head towards the old gentleman.

“Are there any old trees that have survived from the age of mythology to the present?”

Erginus did not expect a positive answer.

No matter how long a tree’s lifespan is, I thought, where would an old tree be able to withstand hundreds of years of chaos?

However, the answer that came out of the old gentleman’s mouth was completely different from what he had thought and was in line with his expectations.

“Yes, there is.”

The life in the tree was much richer than Erginus had imagined.

*

When I confronted Rasha in the ruined castle before, I was able to block her first attack without much difficulty, but not her second.

She understood how I deflected her attacks with just one strike and then simply broke down my defenses.

After that, Rasha continued to harass me by beating my attacks.

A boss that changes strategy in response to the user’s destruction methods? Where else can you find such a crappy game!?

I cursed inwardly several times, but reality was more horrible and cruel than any creative work.

It’s a place where it’s impossible to give up the game, run away, or start over.

All I can do is do my best under the circumstances.

If everything isn’t ready, there’s no next time.

This time, I was able to get away with it because my opponent had no murderous intent, but next time it won’t be like that.

Because the next enemy I have to face will be the evil god Agra.

He will try to kill me with all his heart, and erase my voice with his power.

So I have to be able to respond in this way, if only to protect everyone.

My body, which had been floating into the air with the shield, crashes into the wall.

I fell to the floor with a dull impact and forced myself up, using my shaking hands to support myself on the floor.

My vision became blurred along the way, but my body did not collapse.

I can still hold out. My mind, which should have been consumed by fear, is still intact.

Could it be because of the skill I acquired as a warrior?

“It definitely feels good. If only it had lasted another year, it would have been really fun.”

As I was barely able to keep my posture, Rasha waved her hand and spoke lightly.

There was no guidance, no pain, no anger, nothing on her face. There was only interest and regret.

Right now, I am nothing to Rasha.

“Are you still going to do it? If you do that, I’ll be in trouble if you die.”

That annoyed me.

My grandfather, who had heard about my worries before asking Rasha to spar, eventually told me that I was worried about the problem of time.

It’s a question of whether or not you can endure it until the other person’s reason completely flies away.

If I completely fall for the provocation of Messagaki’s skill, I can play with it however I want, but if it gets destroyed before that, it’s meaningless.

‘Not yet.’

‘Right. I agree with what Grandpa said. But things aren’t enough as they are now.’

It is true that Rasha is one of the strongest people on the continent, but even so, she shouldn’t have been destroyed like this.

At the very least, I can talk to her about the future only if she can hold out until she loses her senses.

‘field of vision.’

‘The most annoying thing is the view.’

There is too little information available from a first-person perspective. This problem is felt more acutely in situations where the gap between you and your opponent is large.

I know that this is an inevitable problem for any human being with two eyes.

This is also a given.

However, from a position that is accustomed to the third person, I can’t help but feel a sense of regret.

‘Strength, weight class, and technique aren’t things that can be solved right away.’

However, the issue of field of view is different. If the first person is changed to the third person, a dramatic change will occur.

It will take time to adapt to it, but the greater the amount of information available, the easier it will be to destroy your opponent.

‘Simple…you say?’

The fairies are a kind of group formed around the Fairy Queen.

They have no qualms about sharing their vision, because that’s a natural thing for fairies.

“…bugs”

– Lucy. Are you okay?

– You’re a bad person!

– If it were a forest, I would have scolded you!

“I’ll give you a chance to help me.”

After hearing what my grandfather had said, I asked them for a favor and they nodded their heads happily.

It would be impossible for a normal human, but Lucy would definitely be able to do it.

– Lucy is more fairy-like than a fairy.

– You might feel a little dizzy!

– I fainted at first!

I closed my eyes, listening to the fairies’ worried voices.

Then the fairies put their hands on my head.

As I bit my lip in pain that felt like my brain was shaking and breaking, the fairies hurriedly tried to retreat.

“Hold on. You bugs. Why are you freaking out when I’m feeling better?”

As I tried to dissuade the fairies, their hands reached out to my head again.

After some time, other pictures began to appear in my vision that had been dark.

A sight that is not mine but seen by others.

– are you okay?

– If it’s hard, tell me.

“I’m glad to know your disgusting gaze. Not bad.”

Objectively speaking, it is not a pleasant sight.

Because I feel like I’m going to throw up what’s inside me from motion sickness at any moment.

But I have no intention of giving up this scenery.

This is exactly the scenery I’ve been hoping for.

“Are you going to stop now? I guess I’ve let out some of my anger by now, so…”

“Did you really want someone to bully you that badly?♡ You must be feeling really good?♡”

Rasha’s eyes curved as he smirked and raised his shield.

“Are you doing it again?”

“Be honest. Do you want to get hit by my mace and get sick?♡”

“Haha. You won’t take responsibility if I die like that?”

“The dog’s barking is untranslatable~♡”

Once again Rasha runs towards me.