episode_0183

Heaven’s unavoidable net.

Those who witnessed the scene all thought of this word.

“What on earth just happened…”

They had clearly seen it with their own eyes.

But seeing and understanding were two different matters.

In the blink of an eye, the man swung his sword, and they understood the blinding white light that covered their vision.

However, the pieces of the undead horde that filled the field after the light disappeared were simply incomprehensible.

“He did all that with just one sword?”

Such a thing had never been heard of.

To annihilate thousands of the undead horde, it would require the entire fleet of the Union Airship Corps to gather and bombard, yet it would still be insufficient.

There was no one in the world who could wield such power with just a single sword.

Not even the assassins, nor the Frost Lords, nor the Chief of the Holy Knights could achieve such a feat.

The peasants stood in awe, dropping their weapons one by one.

Their first reaction was not relief at having survived, but rather a sense of awe.

“Captain of the Guard.”

“Yes?!”

“Send the compiled letters to the Saint. She will review the list and publicly commend and reward all those who have gathered here.”

“Yes!”

At the man’s command, the Captain of the Guard stiffened and replied.

They had no idea who he was.

But judging by the conversation, he seemed to be an officer of the Union.

“We will send everything to the Union Headquarters!”

“The Union? What’s that?”

“Yes?”

But at the man’s next words, the Captain of the Guard was puzzled and asked in disbelief.

He didn’t know about the Union.

It was as if he had just fallen from the sky today.

“The Union…”

Despite his confusion, the Captain of the Guard began to explain to the man in detail.

It was common knowledge that even a newborn baby would know, but it seemed that the man was completely unaware of what had happened in the past two years.

After listening to the explanation for a while, the man fell silent as if organizing his thoughts.

His face showed a mix of emotions.

It seemed like he was contemplating something.

“Is that so… I understand for now.”

“Yes. I’m glad I could help. By the way, would it be okay to ask for your name?”

“My name.”

The man chuckled lightly.

As he stroked the girl’s head beside him, he spoke.

“Tell them once. Cheon Michael Jackson has returned.”

“…”

And then, the man disappeared.

As if he had urgent business to attend to.

After some time passed, a majestic airship appeared in the sky.

On the ground, the Frost Lord and the assassins arrived on horseback.

“What’s going on…”

The witch’s mouth fell open as she landed.

They had heard that the peasant army was going to buy time and fight, and they had thought they would be wiped out.

But upon arrival, it was the undead horde that had been annihilated.

The surprise attack that had gathered thousands of troops to break through the encirclement.

The attack that they had thought might breach all defenses and engulf the world in the undead, ended so quickly and anticlimactically.

“What happened here?”

“Well… Someone appeared and swept away the undead with an unusual spell…”

It sounded strange, but it wasn’t wrong.

The witch and Tran Silvia’s mouths fell open.

That someone had done it alone.

It was an unbelievable story, but there was no room for jokes.

“Who was it? Who on earth?”

“Yes? Who was it? Um? Um? Who was it? I swear I heard the name…”

“What’s going on? Why does no one remember the person’s name?”

“I heard it too, but for some reason, I can’t remember…”

Erena’s expression hardened.

“······It’s me.”

“Huh?!”

But at that moment.

Yerina, startled by the sensation of something touching her shoulder, drew her sword.

However, when she looked back, there was nothing there.

Just the people around her, shocked and ready to kick her butt.

“Why are you doing this, Lord Seri?”

“It’s nothing······.”

Uncomfortable.

A feeling of endless discomfort.

It was like forgetting something that shouldn’t be forgotten.

.

.

.

“How in the world is everything going······.”

How long has it been.

It wasn’t until I arrived in the present world that I realized.

Two years and three months had passed since I disappeared through the dimensional crack.

What I found upon arrival was my grave.

A gravestone stuck by the dead World Tree.

One of the inscriptions there.

The words left by Yulia were like this.

-What was left behind couldn’t be accepted, so come back and retrieve it.

I immediately understood what it meant.

The magic sword I had given to Yulia.

It was clear that it was the story of that sword, which I had promised to return alive and retrieve.

As I retrieved the magic sword from the broken gravestone and filled my stomach, an emergency situation suddenly arose.

I was able to annihilate the undead legion that I happened to encounter.

Nevertheless, it was more surprising that the undead legion was still alive and kicking······.

“Yet the regret is immeasurable.”

The bright sun that I hadn’t seen in a long time.

The lush meadow.

Upon arrival, I couldn’t help but shed tears.

After asking around, I found out that there had been many changes in the present world over the slightly more than two years.

It seemed that an international organization called the Alliance had been established.

Led by the Holy Kingdom, Petenbourg, and Palanga, the organization was formed to unite the world’s forces against Drachen.

Although the participation rate was low and most countries were just going through the motions.

The Holy Kingdom, Petenbourg, Palanga, and other major powers were taking the lead, making their position formidable.

Naturally, it was to be expected.

After all, the countries where the main heroines and the missing were in power.

“The Holy Kingdom’s participation is a bit unexpected.”

In the meantime, it was strange that the Holy Kingdom was actively participating in the Alliance.

Even though the power of the Saintess was great, it couldn’t compare to the power of the High Priestess in Elvengard.

That means that the Pope is supporting the Alliance, but······.

“No. It’s not really surprising.”

Come to think of it, considering that Elvengard suffered the most damage from Drachen and then the Holy Kingdom, it makes sense.

The Mayor of Cologne was killed by the Great Demon.

Kali, resurrected by Luna, also swept through Cologne.

The Halmel Cathedral suffered a loss by collapsing right after completion.

So it would make sense for them to be eager to take revenge on Drachen.

Now that Drachen has been revealed to be a world of its own.

To uphold the dignity of the One True God, they must eliminate Drachen.

“Are they trying to resolve the situation.”

When I turned around, I saw a huge airship guarding the sky.

Perhaps they judged it as dangerous to be exposed for too long, as the airship gradually became transparent, hiding its appearance within a barrier.

On the ground, Yulia was silently adjusting her hat and giving instructions with gestures.

Just looking at this scene alone, she looked like a charismatic admiral.

No one would ever think of her as a timid, stuttering nerd.

“······A-An, go?”

The indecision that stabbed my waist.

I want to go.

But I know very well that I can’t.

“If I come back to life after setting so many death flags and die, everyone will be confused.”

“······.”

“That’s a joke, though······.”

At funerals, they say the number one nuisance is resurrection, but most likely everyone was eagerly awaiting my return.

That’s why I made every effort to come back.

And finally, I have returned.

To see their faces again.

And to keep a promise······.

But now, I can no longer keep that promise.

The reason is truly unbelievable.

“Hey, mister!”

I called out to a passing farmer.

“Yes, what can I help you with..? What’s the matter?”

“I need to ask about the way. Is this the right direction to Cologne?”

“Yes, that’s correct. But may I ask who you are..?”

“My name is Yujin.”

“What? Who are you?”

“I’m Yujin, Yujin.”

“What? Huh? Huh······? Who was I talking to just now?”

The farmer suddenly scratched his head and left without a word, as if I were invisible.

Until I mention my name, I can have a normal conversation.

But the moment I say my name, I become invisible to the people here.

No longer seen.

All memories of meeting me vanish.

Just now, I even tapped Yerina’s shoulder and spoke to her, but······.

Yerina, being someone who already knows me, seemed unable to recognize me.

The memory of meeting me directly disappeared.

Yerina’s mind activated a defense mechanism to minimize the contradiction by synchronizing the time gap.

Yerina and the people here will never recognize who I am.

“Profile.”

[Username: X X]

[Age: XX years old]

[Data has been corrupted.]

My existence has been erased from this world.