Chapter 297

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“He’s always been covered in blood and rolling on the floor, so it didn’t really hit me, but… that guy, he’s definitely strong. Really strong.”

I nodded in agreement to Frey’s mutterings.

Supernaturals, while varying individually, all transcend human limitations.

Naturally, training grounds built for such Supernaturals had a different level of durability compared to other buildings.

Constructed with special materials synthesized using Supernatural abilities, the training ground was a sturdy structure that could be used as a shelter in emergencies. It could easily withstand attacks from most monsters. Even high rank monsters couldn’t destroy it in a short period, let alone other monsters.

That training ground was being devastated.

All the windows were already shattered, and you could count the remaining lights on one hand.

Ominous dust poured down from the ceiling, and the pillars supporting the building were shaking.

The training ground, built with a considerable astronomical investment, was being transformed into an expensive ruin. Even this was only the aftermath of a sparring match. If it were a battle instead of a sparring match, and Supernatural abilities were used with the intent to kill, the training ground would have already collapsed.

“I was definitely stronger at the beginning of the semester. When did he get so strong?”

It was Frey’s personal opinion, but it wasn’t entirely wrong.

Alice’s heat rays and Frey’s hardening.

The strongest spear and the strongest shield.

Limited to the beginning of the semester, they might have been stronger than Eugene.

But Eugene had grown. Faster than them. His natural talent might not be as great as Alice’s (Frey’s), but Eugene had determination. He had a goal to become stronger. A genius who works like crazy. That was Eugene. Moreover, he had the absurd buff of being the ‘Chosen One’, further accelerating his growth.

The result was unfolding before my eyes.

Eugene was evenly matched with the Knight of Light.

And even this was still his juvenile stage, not yet fully grown.

He was like an infant just breaking out of his shell into the world.

When Eugene reaches the end of his juvenile stage someday.

What changes will the season face?

‘His growth rate is exceptionally fast compared to other timelines.’

Faster than in the ‘novel’, and even faster than in Lucille’s loops. Statistically, he should reach this level of strength by the end of the winter vacation. Eugene’s growth rate was exceptionally rapid. It was good news, but not entirely good.

Eugene receives the blessing of causality.

The Four Seasons pierced fate with the ‘Needle of Causality.’

Fixed fate protected Eugene with causality.

In the first timeline, humanity triumphed over the Devil Gods. The main protagonist of that victory was undoubtedly Eugene. Humanity could win because of Eugene, and humanity cannot defeat the Devil Gods unless Eugene awakens. Because the fate of ‘victory’ was fixed, Eugene must survive. He must awaken and lead humanity to victory.

Eugene’s rapid growth was the work of causality.

The faster the Devil Gods’ movements, the more Eugene’s awakening is accelerated.

It was bringing forward the level he would ‘certainly’ reach in the future.

In short, Eugene’s exceptional strength was an urgent signal that the world was in danger.

If that were all, it wouldn’t be a big problem.

After all, if Eugene awakens, he will overcome the impending crisis, and no matter what plans the Devil Gods have, they cannot defeat the ‘Chosen One’. It’s not overconfidence, but certainty. Because the Needle of Causality fixes fate, humanity is bound to win. With the Four Seasons’ actions and Lucille’s sacrifice, humanity cannot be defeated.

But the repeated regressions have ended, and no one knows what variables might arise.

Lucille said it herself. With the cessation of regression, the repeated causality was also broken. It was uncertain whether Eugene would continue to receive the absolute protection of causality. I don’t know everything, so I can’t say for sure. There’s a significant chance it won’t, and even if it does, the solidity of causality might weaken, allowing it to be overcome by the Devil Gods’ power. After all, the Devil Gods are gods who have deviated from providence.

The Devil Gods must know that this is their last chance, so they will use any means necessary.

‘If I were Agares, and after hundreds of millions of failures, only the last chance remained…’

I would probably do something I wouldn’t have even considered during the hundreds of millions of loops.

Even without the memories of regression, what could I be so sure I ‘wouldn’t have tried’?

If it’s something that even Agares, the Devil Gods’ second-in-command, couldn’t easily attempt…

‘The descent of the Lord of Purgatory, Baal… perhaps?’

Baal would remember the regressions.

He is the monster who most reliably inherited the lineage of the ‘Ancient One’.

Observing hundreds of millions of regressions.

Acting on a moment’s whim.

If he decided to intervene again like in the old days.

Even if the absolute protection of causality is working normally.

Before Baal’s power, it would be swept away like a sandcastle before the waves.

‘Yoo-seong can’t win alone.’

The draw 150 years ago was a miracle created by the overlap of coincidence and destiny.

Moreover, there is no more Blessed Saintess, no one who resembles God, and no limit of human power.

Yoo-seong knows that, so he’s pushing Eugene so hard.

As soon as possible.

To prepare for the descent of the Lord of Purgatory, who is truly worthy of being called a God.

‘Just reading Lucille’s memories makes my spine tingle.’

I gave a bitter smile.

The battle between the heroes and Baal is a particularly vivid memory in Lucille’s memories.

That meant it remained a great trauma for Lucille, an unforgettable nightmare.

Of course, all of this was my speculation. The worst speculation. I was probing the worst possible scenario that could be derived by twisting the situation. The Four Seasons aren’t fools, and they wouldn’t just let Baal descend. But when predicting the future, you should consider the worst before the best. That way, you can quickly respond if the worst happens.

‘In the end, the conclusion is the same. As the successor to the Blessed Saintess, I will help the Chosen One grow. Yes, it’s simple. Leave it to me.’

Hehe, what can I hide?

All of Eugene’s traits are imprinted in my head.

In other words, Lucia is Eugene’s best trainer!

The advantages and disadvantages of his Supernatural ability. Conditions and limitations. I already knew all of that. Thank you, Lucille!

Like most Supernaturals, he had to figure out his ability by trial and error. He instinctively understands the essence of his ability, but logically explaining it is another matter. Sometimes, Supernaturals even misunderstand how their own abilities work. Eugene himself was like that until recently.

Eugene’s Supernatural ability is more complex than other Supernatural abilities.

The ability to borrow Supernatural abilities from others.

What are the conditions for borrowing?

Is there a limit to the total amount of power you can obtain?

Does the copied ability work permanently, or is there a time limit?

Eugene himself doesn’t know, so he’s experimenting to find out one by one.

Naturally, that process wastes unnecessary time.

If I directly tell him the conditions, I can shorten the time and effort.

Hmph, it’s annoying that he stole my little pleasure, but I’ll turn a blind eye for the greater good. Still, 10 Lucia Points are permanently deducted. Work harder to earn new points in the future.

“At this rate, the training ground will collapse completely. Mama, I’m scared…”

Seri, who had subtly moved closer, naturally snuggled up to me. She had been watching Frey, but Frey’s attention was currently focused on Eugene and Johan’s sparring match. As if not wanting to miss this opportunity, she secretly buried her face in my chest.

I gave a bitter smile. She didn’t seem scared at all. She was just using a convenient excuse to ask for a hug. She looks like a cat, but acts like a dog. Is this what they call a dog-like cat?

Seri’s words weren’t entirely an excuse.

The damage to the training ground was definitely getting worse as the sparring intensified.

At this rate, the training ground might really collapse within a few minutes?

Hmm, should I stop them soon?

They both seem so focused on the sparring that they’re not paying attention to the surrounding damage.

If it’s now, it can be fixed with just maintenance. The damage was taken into account from the time of construction, and if a Supernatural with restoration abilities comes, it can be fully restored. But if the pillars are uprooted and it collapses completely, it would be difficult to fully restore. I stroked Seri’s hair and stared at the brutal sparring match.

Neither side would easily back down.

The sparring match was like a tightly drawn string, with no one having the upper hand.

Neither side was giving their all. Johan was controlling his power because it was a sparring match with a student, and Eugene was also suppressing his full strength. If they were both going all out, hundreds of swords of light would have first wrapped around the training ground. And Eugene would have rushed in like crazy, assuming he would be injured. Lucia’s only tactic was one of many methods for Eugene.

Since both of them have reserves, the sparring match doesn’t end. Yeah, I can’t. If someone doesn’t stop them, they’ll destroy the training ground.

But even if I try to stop them, there’s a problem. How do I get into that fight? If I shout, “Stop fighting!” will they understand? They’re moving faster than the speed of sound, so I don’t think they’ll hear me. My shouts will be swallowed by the explosions. Then should I just jump in? If I get caught in the attack and get dismembered by ‘accident,’ that would be great… 

Hold it in, my inner Lucille.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen him this happy.”

My worries ended meaninglessly.

The night sky-like boy, who had approached without a sound, smirked.

“Johan, the reason that guy is so happy.”

“Yoo-seong!”

“I’m glad I made you meet him.”

“You’re here? I heard you were busy?”

“I’ve taken care of everything.”

Yoo-seong’s blue eyes shone brightly.

The golden light in his pupils was like a golden sun burning in a clear sky without a single cloud.

“It’s good that you’re both working hard, but we can’t have you destroying a training ground that’s less than a year old.”

I need to stop them before all the pillars are uprooted.

Yoo-seong muttered as he moved towards the sparring match.

As I watched his back, Seri, who was rubbing her face against my chest, blurted out a word.

“Papa…”

What’s with her again?

Author Note

A/N (Author’s note):
If there’s a mother, shouldn’t there be a father too?

Translator Note

T/N (Translator’s note):
Noob couple, broke up so many times smh.

Let’s kill Kar to compensate.

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