Ch.112107 – Synchronization

NoName’s attacks all happened within a brief 10-second window.

This time, she seized the greatsword.

The sword instructor’s blade missed her side by a paper-thin margin.

She punished the man who showed a half-collapsed stance by thrusting her sword into his waist.

As if refusing to allow even minimal resistance, she swung her fist at his jaw and kicked the falling sword handle back into the air.

Slash-!

She left a deep wound on the neck of a shield knight who kept trying to close the distance even after experiencing one massacre.

The sword technique she executed immediately after catching the sword in mid-air was unbelievably precise.

A shield was an excellent weapon for breaking out of isolation.

By channeling explosive mana into the center of the shield, she created an opening even in the chaotic battlefield.

She didn’t forget to counter incoming spells and arrows either.

Since her aura barrier wasn’t infinite, she avoided as much as she could.

For attacks she absolutely couldn’t dodge, she had to create counterspell formulas one by one.

The information she’d found on TriWiki in preparation for this moment proved helpful.

“Insane…! None of the spells work on her!”

From their perspective, it must have seemed like all magic was being nullified.

Not only did she counter every type of magic aimed at her, but she also interfered with the casters’ mana circuits, causing them to overload—terrified mages lowered their staves.

[Level: 9]

[HP: 1832/4050(2400+1650)]

Thanks to the Laurel of Life, her health was gradually recovering to a manageable level.

She could replenish health by consuming mana.

Conversely, she could replenish mana by countering spells cast by enemy mages.

The battle between the seemingly inexhaustible NoName and the unyielding Academy forces continued relentlessly for a full hour.

The blood-soaked ground gleamed red in the moonlight.

And the elf’s eyes, filled with golden magical energy, glowed even more ominously.

“Demon…”

Someone in the crowd muttered.

NoName turned her head toward the source but couldn’t identify who had spoken.

The regrouped forces raised their weapons again.

‘This method is getting nowhere.’

Looking down at the cold Alpherion, NoName sighed deeply.

No matter which route she tried, she couldn’t find a way to save Adella.

By now, Adella’s abilities should be sufficient, but the problem was her psychological instability caused by multiple experiences structurally conflicting in her mind.

She thought saving Alpherion and Ciciella, whom Adella trusted and relied on, would be a trigger, but as viewers had said, it was just a trap.

“Why are you doing this?! This wasn’t necessary at all!”

A red-haired girl wielding a wand much taller than herself shouted.

“I came to retrieve the Laurel.”

“You demon!”

“I’m an elf. Can’t you tell? I’m pretty.”

“What nonsense! Logically, elves can’t possibly exist in this world!”

Giselle the fire mage’s outcry made several viewers question her statement.

-What random bullshit is she saying?

-There’s literally an elf right in front of her

-Like, there are animals with 2m necks and beaver bodies with duck bills, but unicorns don’t exist?

-This is “logic”…?

-Whoa, plot twist!

-This would be a spoiler if I explained

-But how does Giselle know this?

The chat erupted over Giselle’s shocking claim that elves don’t exist in this world.

NoName narrowed her eyes and demanded an explanation.

“Then who am I?”

“That’s what I want to know…! What exactly are you?!”

Identity, existence, various words that define an individual.

NoName had always fought against these concepts.

Looking at situations in a complicated way wouldn’t solve problems.

She adjusted her laurel crown and declared before the outraged girl:

“I don’t know exactly, but right now I’m your enemy.”

“…!”

“Next time, I hope we meet as allies.”

“Unforgivable!”

-Provoking Giselle is never a good idea

-We’re screwed!

-She’s going berserk!

-Look at those crazed eyes

-And Luna isn’t even here;;

-Is this THAT thing?

-What thing?

Giselle Phoenix, a first-year at Remnant Academy born under the phoenix’s curse.

Destined to become one of the phoenix’s many vessel bodies unless she obtained the Flower of Flames, she boasted the highest mana capacity among first-years.

While Luna Pavilis was an extreme damage dealer with formidable firepower, Giselle was a jack-of-all-trades who could tank and heal despite being a mage.

But there was one time when Giselle Phoenix displayed firepower surpassing even Luna Pavilis:

[Ultimate Skill: Divine Fire Incarnation]

When she used her ultimate skill that completely incinerates not just the demon’s body but also its soul.

The reason why saving Alpherion was a trap:

Even if NoName managed to annihilate hundreds of knights by repeatedly hitting and running at minimum difficulty, waiting at the end would be Giselle Phoenix, ready to pass judgment with the ultimate fire magic.

NoName suppressed a bitter laugh seeing the magic circle extending from Giselle’s wand.

It was as complex as a 7th circle spell, but it was nothing more than scribbles with no coherent structure that didn’t need interpretation.

It was like watching a movie scientist who studies complex celestial mechanics and relativity theory struggling with multiplication tables, quadratic formulas, and the Pythagorean theorem.

In other words, complete nonsense. It even broke immersion.

An artificial magic that couldn’t and shouldn’t exist—a forced reset trigger only possible in a game world.

Before she could even register the flash of light, the world became a sea of flames engulfing NoName.

Facing this absolute power that couldn’t be resisted and formulas that couldn’t be countered because they didn’t exist, NoName left a brief comment:

“What a shit game.”

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[Unrecoverable resource error detected.]

[Synchronizing with backup server… 1%]

Tap-

Tap tap tap-

“Please…!”

Adella bit her lip hard and ran at full speed toward the clock tower.

BOOM-!

An intense light awakened the people of the quiet city before dawn.

Despite the considerable distance, the impact that shook the ground made Adella’s heart race.

“No…! Haa…”

She clenched her fists so tightly that her sharp nails dug into her skin.

Unaware of the blood trickling down, Adella’s gaze remained fixed on the center of the capital.

“Again… again… again because of me… AAAAARGH!”

Screaming in anguish, Adella leaped over the wall separating the Academy district and arrived at the chaotic scene.

The flames showed no signs of dying down, rising higher than the buildings.

Normally, finding NoName in there would be nearly impossible.

However,

[YOU DIED]

“Ah… aah… no… it can’t be…”

When she channeled mana into the Laurel, she could finally see the mysterious text floating in the air.

If she went down there, she might find the person she was desperately looking for.

[Synchronizing with backup server… 13%]

Her silver tail stung from the burns, but she had no time to care.

Even her favorite combat outfit being torn no longer mattered.

“Ah…”

Adella discovered the charred remains of the forest keeper and suddenly lost strength in her legs.

“It’s all my fault…”

Adella’s voice trembled.

“All because I’m weak. Because of me…”

At the stone wall inscribed with countless names, memories that shouldn’t exist suddenly surfaced.

[How can you compare me to those illiterate bums? Hehehe, look how well I can write!]

[This name is wrong.]

[Just a mistake!]

[‘My’ should be ‘your’.]

[I said it was a mistake!]

The memory of chatting with NoName while sheltering from rain in the previous cycle,

[You were cooler than anyone I’ve ever met.]

A compliment NoName gave her in some forgotten cycle,

[Next time, let’s survive together.]

From the 4th cycle,

[Trust your instincts.]

From the 6th cycle,

[Thank you.]

From the 10th cycle,

[We’ll meet here again.]

From the 16th cycle,

[Sorry for always leaving you alone.]

And now, in the 17th cycle, all of NoName’s final words flashed through Adella’s mind like a panorama.

“Why… why can’t I remember?! WHY!”

As if God were playing tricks, the world had been reset multiple times.

But Adella always recovered her memories only after NoName had died.

“Remember! Remember! Don’t forget! If you can’t even do this, Adella, you’re really… *sob*… a stupid idiot…”

There were definitely times when she felt déjà vu.

Her stomach always ached before meeting NoName after being hit by Vallem Benaons, and her heart raced when NoName asked her to hit him.

Even though it was supposedly her first time tasting Churu, the saltiness felt strangely familiar.

Adella should have died in the first cycle.

Behind Jin Chronicle were demon worshippers, and he planted the foundation for a demon’s revival in the Laurel of Life to possess her.

It was an unwanted death, but one without regrets.

That’s why she made the same decision in the second cycle.

But everything went wrong from the third cycle onward.

In the repeating cycles, it wasn’t Adella who died, but NoName.

“She must have known… she knew everything…! Why would someone like me… *sob*…!”

Adella was certain that unlike her, NoName remembered all the cycles.

Only now did she understand all of NoName’s eccentric behaviors, like pieces of a puzzle falling into place.

NoName had been fighting alone in an inescapable hell.

Until Adella became strong enough to defeat Jin Chronicle.

“Please… don’t… don’t die anymore. Just let me die there… I’m… I’m a useless person anyway…”

Adella collapsed face-down in the mud and dry-heaved. It was the only way she could control the overwhelming emotions.

[Synchronizing with backup server… 36%]

Had she ever grieved so deeply for someone’s death before?

Not in Adella’s memory.

This was a world where human life was treated worse than worms on the street.

People died because they lacked power, money, or even winter clothes—mourning them would only invite ridicule.

Adella and NoName had just met today.

Not lovers, family, or friends—just colleagues connected by the thin thread of belonging to the same dysfunctional group. She couldn’t understand what meaning she had been searching for in such a relationship.

[Synchronizing with backup server… 39%]

What terrified Adella most was the fact that she would lose all her memories again next time.

NoName would willingly sacrifice herself for Adella again, and Adella would have to experience an eternal moment.

Everything followed a predetermined course.

She bit her lip again. Her fangs protruded, leaving her mouth ragged.

She retraced the path she had walked with NoName.

Soon, her consciousness would gradually fade without her realizing it, and the world would reset again.

Just as it’s impossible to pinpoint exactly when you fall asleep, it was impossible to recognize when the world disappeared.

‘This is where I first complained to NoName…’

Even when she repeatedly put herself down as useless, NoName was the only one who accepted Adella regardless of her abilities.

The places they escaped to varied slightly in each cycle.

In front of the noble district, at the entrance to the slums, Trephis Square, and so on.

Her consciousness grew increasingly hazy.

Letting her aimless steps guide her, she finally arrived at a stone wall by some roadside.

Name graffiti commonly done by slum children.

[NoHit] [Adella]

[NoIm] [Adella]

[NoName] [Adella]

[NoName] [Adella]

[NoName] [Adella]

It took two mistakes before finally getting the name right on the third try.

Out of defiance, she wrote it two more times, so the wall was filled with their names.

‘Wait… why is the wall still here?’

She kept breathing irregularly.

If the world had reset, it shouldn’t remain intact.

She seemed to be onto something.

In the reset world, only this stone wall carved by Adella’s sword remained unchanged.

Traces from previous cycles clearly remained.

With this, she could definitely send a message to her future self.

“The stray cat was hiding well.”

“…!”

Zzzzing-

A red beam pierced through Adella’s body.

Coughing up blood, Adella collapsed lifelessly onto the cold stone floor.

“Cough…!”

“How convenient that you have two Laurels. Though I’m reluctant, I should give you some praise before you die.”

Jin Chronicle, who had deactivated the invisibility spell concealing the Laurel crown, sneered.

“It’s a father’s duty.”

Her body felt hot.

A sharp pain shot through her abdomen.

She tried to stop it by pressing her hand against the wound, but blood dripped between her fingers.

“Ugh… hng… aaaugh…”

“Thanks to you, I’ve been spared the trouble of searching.”

Jin Chronicle left without even glancing at the groaning creature.

Adella took out a precious dagger from her bosom.

Using the correct grip that NoName had taught her countless times, she forcefully stabbed it into the stone wall.

Screech- Crack-

Her face contorted in pain with every movement of her arm. The pool of blood on the ground was so large she could hardly believe it all came from her body.

But Adella couldn’t stop.

At the very bottom of the wall containing precious memories, she used all her remaining strength to carve her final message:

[GO BACK]

“Haa… haa… hehe. He…”

She hoped her future self would discover this message in the next cycle.

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