Saved a Heroine From the Brink of Death

143. Selection (2)

#143. Selection (2)

“Is the agency… also?”

“It’s limited to Langrut, you know. Strictly speaking, it’s not a proxy apostle… It’s a proxy apostle. Yeah. It’s been so long that I got my words mixed up~”

After hearing Irina’s answer, Cynthia looked at her quietly and then carefully opened her mouth.

“… Did Irina know?”

Cynthia asked her with an innocent expression. Her expression was bright, but she thought there must be an underlying feeling that was not revealed on the surface.

It wasn’t harmful to me, and it wasn’t malicious, but I wanted to know.

“You knew the foreign press would present me with a choice, right?”

Why on earth didn’t Irina tell her about the ‘choice’?

Why didn’t you encourage him to stay in Langrut?

Cynthia asked, looking straight at Irina, making sure to look her straight in the eye and not let her look away.

At this, Irina looked slightly embarrassed and tried to avoid eye contact, but soon sighed and spoke to Cynthia.

“I knew it.”

“… But why did you hide it? What are you going to do if I have to go back to Earth?”

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Irina’s choice was incomprehensible.

If he had been just a little more selfish, he would have abandoned Langrut and headed to Earth.

If she was a former apostle of the Foreign Ministry and had read the law of causality, she would have known the path I would choose at the moment. Cynthia thought so, and her thoughts were correct.

“Then, there’s nothing I can do about it – maybe you felt a little resentful?”

Irina said to Cynthia with an incomprehensible smile.

“As for the sanctuary… I would have waited an eternity for someone new to come again. Next time, I will not have enough divine power to read causality, and I do not know when that someone will come, and even if they do, I will not have the capacity to help.”

She was strange.

Cynthia wondered if she would have acted the same way if she were in that situation.

“You haven’t… told me why yet. Why is that? If you had read the law of causality, if you were an apostle of the foreign news… you would have known that I would make a choice, right? I’m not blaming you. I just want to hear an answer. Do you think I would choose Earth because of my rebellious nature?”

“I wanted to respect your choice.”

“Is that above Irina’s wish?”

“That’s not true. A wish is a wish.”

Cynthia tried to ask something again as if she didn’t understand, but Irina cut her off.

“Sia. It looks like he’s here now. I’m sorry, but I don’t think we can have a peaceful conversation anymore.”

“… Next time, next time, I definitely want to talk with you.”

“With a cup of tea?”

“…I also prepared some snacks.”

Cynthia had a lot to ask Irina.

There was a lot I wanted to say. There were a lot of things I wanted to talk about with her. That’s why I moved my body, leaving it for another time.

Because the sanctuary must not be liberated yet.

There was a condition that had to be resolved first for the sanctuary to be liberated.

The disappearance of Cain, the apostle of the foreign press.

Only when he, the symbol of the apocalypse, completely disappears from this Langrt can the sanctuary be completely liberated.

“Then… I’ll go.”

“Have a nice trip.”

Cynthia turned away from Irina, who was waving at her, and looked at the being attacking the sanctuary.

Beyond the blue sky, a purple shadow was cast. It was time to face that being.

*** [ O you who are being tried… ]

As Cynthia stepped out onto the edge of the sanctuary, the Watcher’s sliver spat out a prophecy to her.

[Stop, stop.]

She saw the Watcher’s fragments attacking the Sanctuary and told them to stop. If the Sanctuary’s barrier were to be destroyed now, all beings within it would meet an imperfect death. If that happens, their souls will be enslaved to the Watcher and exploited for eternity.

[ Stop it, what do you mean? ]

[ Stop trying to break the barrier here! ]

[ Does that mean… you’re going to get out of here? ]

The viewer’s gaze turned to Cynthia and asked.

Cynthia nodded without hesitation and answered him.

[Okay. I’ll go out.]

[Okay. Then stop attacking this barrier.]

[ … There’s no such thing as a penalty? ]

[ Since the karma of chaos has reached its limit, it can be said that it is so. ]

‘Whoa… Thank goodness. I was worried I’d get a weird penalty, but that’s not the case.’

Cynthia let out a sigh of relief and stepped outside the boundaries of the sanctuary.

[ Then… I will move it to its original location. ]

[ … to where Cain, the apostle of foreign news, is? ]

[ Yes . ]

The observer waved his hand at Cynthia as he spoke. Then, her vision changed in an instant.

The purple sky appeared before her again.

“… What is this?”

Arcel frowned at the sudden appearance of purple light. Her eyes were momentarily damaged because it was not an ordinary light but a divine light containing divine power.

As the light faded, she realized there was something human-shaped before her eyes.

‘This appearance… Could it be, Cynthia?’

“You’re back.”

Unlike Arceli, who looked surprised, Cain spoke to her with an indifferent expression.

“It’s nice to see you again. Nameless… no, should I call you Cain?”

“… It’s been a long time since I’ve heard that name. I’m sorry, but can you call me anonymous like before?”

“The madness has subsided. The last time I saw you, you seemed to be in a state of madness.”

Cynthia spoke to the nameless man who was Cain.

“Anonymous. I’m sorry, but… please die.”

“Hahaha. Why are you suddenly making such an absurd request? It looks like you learned something interesting from Irina?”

Anonymous laughed heartily and gestured towards Cynthia.

“Come in. I need to see how much you’ve grown. Even with the protection of a law-abiding foreign god… it won’t be easy to defeat me.”

“I’m ready.”

Cynthia took a step forward, steeling her resolve.

In this place, we will defeat the nameless, free Langrut, and return to Earth.

I will do it no matter what.

With firm determination, Cynthia tried to throw away the book.

At that moment, someone’s voice from behind pierced her ear.

“No… isn’t it rude to interfere in the middle of a fight?”

“… Lady Arceli?”

“Yes. It’s good that you, Sia, have become a higher transcendent being and an apostle of the foreign gods, but you still have to be polite, right?”

Arceli looked at Cynthia with a bloody face. She spoke gently, but her eyes held the same madness she had when she had seen Myeong-un before.

‘… Is madness contagious? No, Myeong-un is fine, but only Arceli-sama is like that?’

Cynthia thought about it for a moment, then realized something important.

‘What happens if Archel wins a fight against Anonymous?’

Given Arceli’s condition, it seemed unlikely that she would beat Anonymous, but it didn’t seem like it was completely impossible.

‘At least… Lady Arceli can take out a significant amount of the nameless stamina. She’s that much. But the question is, will the Watcher’s Fragment be watching over it? Hehe.’

Cynthia made a decision.

“I’m sorry, Archelly. Then I’ll go down for a moment.”

Didn’t you say that the chaos karma couldn’t increase any further anyway? Even if the Watcher’s Fragment directly intervened like before, it would only affect Arcelius and not harm him.

It didn’t seem like Cain could get any stronger than this.

The current situation was structured in a way that it was impossible for one to suffer a loss.

Whether or not he knew Cynthia’s thoughts, Arceli laughed heartily and opened his mouth to the nameless man.

“Poohahaha! Of course it should be. Then, nameless… shall we resume the fight that was briefly interrupted?”

“… Well, I do want to fight Cynthia, but let’s put that on hold for a moment.”

“I wish you would pay attention to me right now, but Nameless. Throw away all the stuff like Irina, Cain, and whatever. Right now, I want to fight to the death with the nameless god!”

Arceli swung her sword at the nameless man with burning determination. That blow was a combination of countless principles and powerful divine powers that surprised even Cynthia, who had become a high-level transcendent being.

[ Go back to nothingness . ]

However, Arceli’s blow was immediately dispelled by a single word from an anonymous prophet.

Her blow was a normal attack that cut through the air and, of course, did not cause any damage to the nameless one.

“… You, what is this.”

“I can’t waste any more time.”