chapter 117
117. Faith
Yuma entered the heavenly realm.
Arten, the master of the heavens, approached Yuma.
“Looks like you’ve been very busy. Hahahaha.”
Arten smiled awkwardly as he looked at Yuma, who came for the first time in two days.
In fact, it was simply a feeling of disappointment because Arten was very comfortable in the heavenly world without Yuma for two days.
Yuma ignored Arten and passed by.
The place Yuma headed was where his colleagues were.
***
A fifteen-year-old girl was looking at the stars.
They were pure white stars in the heavens.
The black-haired, golden-eyed girl slowly raised her right hand. A cluster of starlight moved according to Belle’s gesture.
Clone was still staying at the end of the 5th circle.
It was by far an outstanding achievement considering the age of fifteen, but Clone himself was filled with dissatisfaction that he had not yet entered the 6th circle, where the wall begins.
Clone looked at the Elyos wizard who was practicing magic next to him.
The light was violently concentrated in the grasp of an Elyos mage with pure white skin.
An endless stream of white air came into view, as if there was no bottom to magical power.
Clone’s mouth slowly opened.
“You said 10 circles, right?”
At Clone’s words, Capella, an Elyos mage with pure white skin and long hair of the same color, slowly nodded.
“That’s right.”
Capella was the Elyos wizard who served as a teacher for Clone’s growth along with Serenen, an all-blind Elyos wizard.
“I want to become stronger too.”
Capella looked at her with golden eyes like Clone.
“Last time, you told me how fast you grew. It’s actually impossible to grow any faster than that.”
Clone smiled slightly.
“But I still have to become stronger.”
Capella looked at Clone, who was looking at the black space on the other side with two sparkling eyes. I was able to vaguely guess why Clone had such a strong desire for growth.
Those eyes were full of desire.
A kind of desire to become stronger.
Capella was also one of the Elyos who saw Yuma killing the warrior Barbatos through the Celestial Eye.
“It won’t be easy. Having the same strength as Master Clone.”
“…I think you can do it.”
Clone slowly moved his right hand holding the staff.
A golden light shimmered from the staff. That was magic. That magical power cruelly entangled the magical power that Capella had unleashed in the sky.
Magical interference.
The ability to bind the opposing wizard’s mana and bring the mana flow entirely to one’s own.
An art that only a very small number of high-ranking wizards with natural talent can perform.
Even though Capella did not take any special measures to prevent magic interference, there was no way it would be easy to read someone else’s magic magic circuit so quickly.
Clone spoke quietly.
“Yuma-sama told me I could do it.”
Capella nodded slowly.
‘… indeed.’
Is it possible to know the genius of a being that strong by just looking at it, even in other fields?
Capella decided to keep watching Clone continue to grow.
─Wedge!
The twenty-year-old swordsman was silently swinging his sword.
Blue hair was flowing.
Bell continued swinging his sword. He continued to hit Baekgui. During the two days Yuma was away, he continued to swing his sword.
In order to grow, I desperately moved my body.
This time too, Yuma went alone.
And I would have solved everything on my own. Even if there were subordinates accompanying him, he would only have acted as a guard.
Bell was annoyed by Yuma’s attitude of trying to solve everything on his own.
Even just a little bit. I wanted to be of help, even if only to a small extent. However, in order to help the dust, a force that could be said to have surpassed humanity was needed.
Wedge!
Hestia, a nineteen-year-old Miao swordsman, looked at Bell, who seemed to be swinging his sword aimlessly, with a worried face.
Elyos of the heavenly world do not need things like sleep, but humans are different. Sufficient rest and sleep are essential for maintaining health. However, Bell continued to strain his body for two days.
As a colleague and friend, Hestia could not help but worry about Bell’s condition. But even so, she could not be easily dissuaded from training because of the seriousness in her eyes.
‘… How can I stop this sister?’
Hestia pondered with her brows furrowed slightly.
Someone approached Hestia, who was seriously thinking about it. It was Belhane, a knight who came as one of the swordsmen of the Astes Empire.
Belhane rushed over in a hurry.
And then he spoke to Hestia.
“They say Yuma-sama has returned!”
Belle’s movements, which had not slowed down even when she continued to stare intently, stopped at that cry.
Hestia couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
‘It’s really effective.’
***
Yuma is met by three people who flock to him: Belle and Clone. Hestia.
Yuma looked subtly at the three who surrounded him as if they were surrounding him.
“Where did you go alone again?”
Belle punched him in the face. Her light blue hair was flowing.
Yuma felt something approaching through his sense of smell.
“hmm.”
That’s very clear─
“Belle, you need to take a shower. You smell like sweat.”
It smelled like sweat.
“Ugh….”
Bell gritted his teeth at Yuma’s words.
“Uuuh…!”
A very strong anger rose from the bottom.
I felt a very strong sense of inferiority and helplessness as Yuma went down to Middle Earth alone and went off to solve something alone again. To overcome it, she swung her sword non-stop for two days.
In fact, what came out of the guy’s mouth that became the reason was the ‘smell of sweat’… !
Belle’s face very slowly turned bright red. She then slowly raised her right arm.
He brought his wrist to his nose.
Belle’s fine eyebrows furrowed.
‘It’s really me!’
The problem was that the sweat really smelled.
Come on!
Clone didn’t care and held both of Belle’s hands tightly.
“…The opponent is Yuma-sama. I knew that this kind of person doesn’t care. My sister is holding back.”
Clone’s golden eyes reflected sincere sympathy.
Even though I really smelled like sweat, I couldn’t help but feel empathy as someone who was looking at Yuma, who was speaking in a situation where there was no need to say it out loud.
Hestia also said, pricking both scarlet cat ears.
“That’s right, that’s right. What we have in front of us right now is a being called Yuma Yuma.”
Belle was barely able to control her anger as normal people on both sides consoled her miserable heart.
“Ok, thanks.”
Yuma slowly opened his mouth.
“sorry.”
I realized that I had said something that I should not have said. And she realized that these three women were angrier than she thought.
Clone nodded his head loudly.
“Good apology! Yuma!”
“Yumayuma, you’ve become more perceptive!”
Hestia’s green eyes sparkled.
Yuma felt the need to get to the point quickly.
There is no way these three people would welcome the main point.
Are you taking them to the <Transcendence Altar> in the land of the Join people?
That didn’t seem like a good choice.
‘It was said that it was impossible to predict how long it would take for Godhood to blossom.’
In that case, taking these three along was unreasonable. It would have been better to leave him in heaven so that he could become stronger as quickly as possible.
‘Ella Brighton.’
Ella Brighton, the 3rd seat of the Empire, who went to the Kingdom of Resene together. It seemed appropriate to take the spearman with him. I knew enough from the previous schedule that he had the skills to be helpful, so I was able to trust him and take him with me.
Yuma opened his mouth again to get to the point.
“I think I’ll be heading back to Middle-earth in a week. I have some business to run. It’s hard to guess how long this will take.”
The faces of the three who had relaxed at Yuma’s words immediately hardened again.
I also feel bad about going down alone again. I can’t even estimate how long it will take.
From Yuma’s perspective, he couldn’t explain the purpose of the journey at all this time.
The flowering of divinity.
I heard a long explanation from <Goddess of Earth and Eternity – Leah>, but it still didn’t occur to me that I could become a god.
I felt like I could finally recognize that this was possible after I became a god.
“…You don’t know how long it will take?”
Clone asked quietly.
Belle lowered her head.
“Again, Yuma Yuma….”
Hestia drooped her scarlet ears.
“Trust me and wait, I’ll come back as soon as possible.”
Yuma had no choice but to say that.
“I believe it, then.”
Belle slowly raised her lowered head. Pink eyes looked directly at Yuma.
“He must have become incredibly strong, so come back quickly.”
Clone, who was staring at Bell who said that, then looked at Yuma.
“That’s right. I’m counting on you, so please come quickly.”
Hestia pricked up her floppy ears.
“Don’t get hurt, and come back safely!”
Yuma opened his mouth again.
“okay.”
A week later.
Before Yuma descended to Middle Earth, he stood in front of Lord Arten.
Arten, who looked like a boy with white hair, stretched his body backwards as Yuma approached him.
“If something happens to the Astes Empire while I am away, send your apostles to protect it.”
Yuma continued speaking quietly.
“It means paying back the price for killing Barbatos.”
Arten swallowed his saliva.
“Ah Okay!”
Yuma left the Heavenly Empire behind the Astes Empire and returned to Middle Earth.
And he left with Ella Brighton, the 3rd Seat of the Empire.
The destination was the land of the Join people.