episode_0576

A large number of demi-humans were gathered in the village square.

Dozens of demihumans whose species is unknown.

Their appearances were all very unfamiliar.

I stood next to the prophet who was preparing to give a speech in his home.

“···It’s full of people I’ve never seen before in my life.”

“I don’t know if Pangea will really embrace them.”

If it was a problem, it was a problem.

They communicate minimally, but what about satyrs?

It is unclear whether we will be able to get them on board.

‘But I still have to hold out my hand.’

It’s better than nothing.

We followed the prophet and walked up to the platform set up in the square.

The children of Dotaejong are squinting and looking at us.

Among the dogs, there were some familiar faces.

“Huh?!”

The child who found me jumped up.

I waved at the child and stood next to the prophet.

“What is the population of Inoemagyeong?”

“Only a million people.”

It was just as Ceres had said.

‘It is said that this small island has the energy to feed and support a million people.’

Although it is said to be 3 tons of gold, each gold coin weighs approximately 3 to 3.5 grams.

Even if you hit well, it’s only one gold coin per person.

Give me a gold coin. These people will be kicked out to Pangea.

Suddenly, fear arose.

‘What if I don’t meet Maal?’

Wouldn’t I be sending people who are living well into hell?

“First of all, I would like to express my gratitude to the people from all over the world who took the time to visit El Costera.”

Before I could organize those thoughts, the speech started.

People’s attention is focused all at once.

Soon, a huge shape similar to a hologram appeared behind the prophet.

It was a speech magic that Seth confidently recommended.

but.

“Aaaagh───?!”

“Waaagh───?!!”

Contrary to expectations, screams rang out in the square.

These are people who have never seen magic in their lives.

Some people were so scared that they took a step back and ended up falling like dominoes.

‘I’m ruined.’

Everyone on the stage was embarrassed by that absurd accident.

In particular, Seth’s eyes are wide open.

I thought about stopping the speech, but Isabel shook her head.

“Those people don’t even know they fell.”

As Isabel said, everyone’s eyes were caught up in the light above the podium.

Only then did the prophet gain confidence and continue his speech.

“I am in El Costera, but my words will be heard all over the world.”

It was a loud sound brought about by the power of Mercurius.

This was necessary to bring out Dotaejong and the satyr.

“I’m sorry for suddenly surprising you. However, because it was absolutely necessary, I had to convey my voice without a face.”

“This is a story about the value of our existence.”

“Just 200 years ago. When our ancestors became old, they voluntarily laid down their lives.”

“Leaving a will to live in your body!”

“We had to accept our parents into us.”

“No one would have wished for death!”

“I wish I was alive to do this together!”

“But we comforted each other.”

“Let’s not live an ugly life, let’s not be a burden.”

“People should know when to die.”

“···That was our life.”

Hell peeks out from his wrist.

Most of the Ajin people standing in front of this podium must be less than 200 years old.

But this hell is different.

Hell was listening with maddened eyes to the prophet’s speech.

“I grew up learning how to plunder Ajin from my father.”

“I rejected that disgusting bondage.”

“What is the result?”

“No more starving, no more fighting.”

“As demi-humans, we ruled over the human world and became prosperous.”

“Our unity has created brilliant progress.”

Hypocrisy is also good.

So the prophet is still a good person.

[I guess he tried to betray me at some point.]

But Hell watched the Prophet like a hunting cat looking for its prey.

‘So, does the good he did disappear?’

Absolutely not.

Hell is blinded by hatred.

So I don’t try to understand even though all the answers are within me.

“And now. I would like to explain another reason why I fought to achieve our unity.”

“There was a prophecy.”

“A day to prove the value of our existence.”

“We will be able to get out of this narrow island and gain the qualifications to set foot on the continent ‘Pangaea’.”

“It is said to be a paradise where only subhumans who have proven their worth can enter.”

[Paradise? Is it paradise? no! Pangea is hell!]

Hell screams in rebuttal.

So much so that my eardrums buzz.

‘It’s better than here.’

Deciding where you live is up to you.

To begin with, there are probably only a handful of people in this world who have lived a more bizarre life than me.

The guy glared at me with evil eyes.

[Do you think only your life is special?!]

‘It’s ignorant to judge based on just my memory.’

Pangea was definitely a beautiful place.

That one thing can never be denied.

“It is said that there are many demigods living in Pangea who have proven their worth.”

“The people standing on this podium right now are some of those sub-humans.”

“They are the subhumans of Pangea who came across the distant sea to see us off.”

The Prophet introduces us.

The convergence of numerous gazes had an aspect like sunlight focused through a magnifying glass.

Because everyone smiled and waved with warm faces.

“There will be some who are not happy with the change.”

“However, the external magic mirror is just a test bed.”

“Once we pass the test, the test stand loses its meaning.”

“Ineomagyeong will soon sink into the deep sea.”

“From now on, we must diligently build a ship to sail to Pangea.”

The crowd still had expressions that they did not understand.

It was natural.

You won’t be able to understand what it means that the island will suddenly be submerged.

“And, I would like to take this opportunity to confess my mistakes.”

“Hereos. My compatriot, I am sorry.”

“I stole your child.”

“It was because I could not bear to watch the children of my own people die as the world of human beings was sinking.”

The children sitting in the seats with the nymphs open their eyes wide.

While everyone is shocked.

[You spit out lies like a goat.]

The corners of his mouth rose at the whisper of hell.

As I said, it was quite a fun look.

“I just wanted to embrace and save the children.”

“But it’s okay! There are people who came directly from Pangea for us!”

The burdensome gaze sweeps over us again.

“It’s not too late. I hope we all leave together.”

“All Ain who are hearing this story, please gather at El Costera.”

“We cannot move forward if we do not unite.”

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The speech continued endlessly.

In the meantime, I was preoccupied with hell.

I felt it yesterday too, but I thought he looked quite similar to me.

[no. You are crazy.]

‘Have you tried to understand?’

I took my eyes off poor hell.

It was time for me to continue my speech. I took a step forward to the podium.

“The person I spoke about next is Sihyeon Lee from Pangea.”

“It will be uncomfortable to listen to, so I will keep it short.”

“The servant ordered you to be repatriated to Pangea, and we are following this.”

“In addition, servants are the people who created this world.”

I glanced at Shir.

Shir gave me a small nod.

“We can treat all your illnesses, big or small.”

“It doesn’t matter if your arm is cut off or your eyeball is missing.”

“It doesn’t matter if you were an asshole from birth.”

“As long as you hold your breath, we will fix it.”

I made eye contact with the hell staring at me from the back of my hand.

“Anytime, if you have the will.”

* * * * * *

“How is the external magic mirror submerged in water?”

“Yes?”

The nymph looks at me with a blank expression.

“Isn’t it there? An earthquake occurs, it slowly sinks, or waves rise.”

“What is an earthquake?”

‘What is an earthquake?’

It’s an expression like a child’s innocent question.

Since there are no natural disasters like earthquakes in Pangea, it was natural.

The more I think about them, the more amazing they are.

“The ground shakes.”

“Oh, that’s right. And the water rises.”

“Where does it come from?”

“Um…on the floor. So submerged in water. Gradually.”

It seems to be referring to soil liquefaction.

I glanced at the shipyard manager.

“I don’t think there will be any major problems even if it dries on the ground.”

A ship must float on the sea.

In order to do that, it inevitably has to be dried on the coast.

However, if the ship can be placed on land, ship construction becomes much easier.

” Well, I don’t know much about this, so wouldn’t it be better to talk to a prophet? ”

The young nymph seemed quite anxious about being alone.

But what can you do?

The Prophet has not been able to leave the Senate for several days to deal with his explosive remarks.

“···If you follow a servant, you shouldn’t do this, right?”

A cautious voice caught everyone’s attention.

“Do not follow.”

“You said you would follow me?”

“Are you saying you want to sink and die along with the island?”

Only then did the nymph close her mouth.

Square─ Square─

Callisto and Ferraku were friendly with each other, striking the prophet’s branch.

“What are you two going to do?”

“I don’t need help. Leave on your own.”

A blunt voice steals attention.

I glanced at Fera Ku.

It was none other than him who first conveyed the message to bring back the Ain of the Demon Lord alive.

‘But I can’t believe you’re so uninterested.’

I asked in a mocking tone.

“Was everything you said 20 years ago a lie?”

“At that time, Ceres wanted to gift perfection to the demi-human of the Inner Demon World.”

“So?”

“···Not now.”

Feraku looks at me with hollow eyes.

‘why?’

It’s only 20 years apart.

It would be too short a time for the thoughts of servants who have lived for tens of thousands of years to change.

“Because you changed the future.”

“···Don’t you think that we repeat the same words every day?”

Pera Ku looked at me intently.

Then I smiled and looked away.

‘Smile?’

Ferracuga?

It was ominous so I changed the topic.

“Is it okay for a human to just hold a branch in his mouth?”

“Okay. Prune diligently. It would take a long time to cut off a million branches of the prophet’s tree.”

It disappeared beyond Callisto and the park, holding the cut branch in its arms.

A few days after that.

Hereos came to El Costera and started a riot.

The wild Hereos gathered together and came to El Costera to retrieve their children.

It was not my place to intervene, so I stood by.

In the end, the prophet returned with the eye he had healed blown out again.

But his expression looked comfortable.

Although it was a lie, he received forgiveness from Hereos.

Construction of the ship soon began.

But building a ship was never easy.

The biggest problem is none other than wood.

It seems that there is a limited number of trees that can be used to build ships.

However, the tree in the Ino-Ema Sutra was unfamiliar to everyone.

Thanks to this, I don’t know how long it took Edelin, Seth, and the shipyard manager to analyze the tree.

Even though trees were cut down, they were not immediately usable.

It appears that the wood must go through a drying period in which it will be dried in the scorching sun.

However, this part was easily handled with the help of Edeline and Shir.

Lexi went to the Windless Zone and returned to find out the limits of her power.

Fortunately, the wind was able to blow even in wind-free areas.

In other words, as long as you attach a sail, you can somehow move the ship.

The Prophet’s Tree eliminates the need for eating by simply chewing.

Not needing to load food meant that it could carry as many people.

The shipbuilders gathered the demi-humans and taught them how to sail.

I once had a rope accident.

For the first time, the shipyard manager got angry and screamed loudly.

Amazingly, there hasn’t been a single accident since then.

The 500 sailboats that the children would ride on were built in two months.

It was a miracle made possible by the power of magic and authority.

─And today.

We stood in front of Nymph’s Lake with all preparations completed.

To complete my last journey.