Chapter 325

“You want me to go to the North and establish my country?”

“Yes. It is what you said before.”

“I did. Right, I did….”

Sen Sorti’s gaze sharpened.

“But do you know how it sounds to me if you say that now?”

“How does it sound?”

Aurelia (=Cordisias in a woman’s body) asked calmly.

Sen Sorti was displeased with the calm attitude.

Her gaze became sharper.

“It sounds like you are telling me to just leave because our opinions don’t match and you can’t handle me.”

“That wasn’t what I meant.”

“But that’s how it sounded to me.”

“Then I apologize.”

Aurelia is calm throughout.

She apologized casually, and Sen Sorti eventually got angry.

“Pretending to be transcendent again!”

Sen Sorti shouted at her spouse who had no intention of being fixed even after seeing him for 900 years.

“Listen well, Cordisias!”

“Aurelia.”

“No, you are Cordisias.”

The mage said as if declaring.

“If I create my country and leave, Shion comes with me too.”

“That cannot be.”

“Shion is my son.”

“Zionis is my son too.”

Two women began to fight over an infant.

They claimed this baby was their own child, and surprisingly, it was true.

There was no need to cut the baby in half or anything.

One side was the child’s mother and one side was the child’s father.

It was just that the father was taking a woman’s body.

“I still cannot agree.”

“To what?”

“You know!”

Sen Sorti began to get more agitated.

As her heart boiled, a silver light filled up.

The space they were in was filled with the ‘Last Mage’s’ power.

The density was high enough for an ordinary person to suffocate to death, but there was not a single ordinary person there.

“To Shion… your ridiculous plan for that child!”

“Why does it not make sense?”

“How could it make sense?”

The mage’s mouth was full of fangs before anyone knew it.

Silver scales began to rise beneath her white skin.

Sen Sorti looked ready to transform into a silver dragon with forty-eight wings at any moment.

“Did you already forget?”

There is anger in her voice that cannot be hidden.

“You said you would make Shion suffer pain, immense pain?”

“I am not the one doing it. I meant I would let him experience it.”

“That is the same thing!”

The glaring eyes are fierce.

“How can you say such things to your own child?”

“I say it because he is my child.”

“I really don’t know you anymore now. Is there even a human part left in you?”

Sen Sorti looked at Shion.

Even after 900 years passed, he was still an infant.

Though a few teeth had grown in his mouth, it was only that much.

Even amidst his parents’ fight, Shion was breathing softly and did not wake from sleep.

“As soon as you found out this child’s characteristics, as if you had been waiting…!”

“Are you talking about the two lives?”

“Yes.”

The Last Mage pointed at her child.

“Regression.”

As if reacting to that word, Shion trembled.

For a moment, he looked as if two existences overlapped.

“This child will live two lives. After dying once, going against time….”

“I already told you. That you would adjust the time of return with magic.”

“I did. Do you remember what you said when you heard this story?”

“Why do you pass it on when you say everything yourself?”

Aurelia opened her mouth.

“Zionis must fail his first life in a very terrible way.”

The ‘Last Emperor’s’ words were also like a declaration.

He was the master of the entire empire, the master of the continent, and the leader of the eight Man-Gods.

His will is no different from the law of the world.

“…Why?”

Sen Sorti asked a question.

“Why are you doing this, Cordisias?”

“Why about what?”

“Everything.”

There was much to ask.

“Why must Shion suffer pain? Why do you intend to give such a trial to your own child? Why have you become like that?”

“The answer to all three is one.”

Aurelia raised three fingers.

“Because Zionis is my son.”

“…Again, that responsibility crap? You haven’t come to your senses even after making Shion the ‘Last Prisoner’?”

“I am talking about a bigger story, Sen Sorti.”

Aurelia suddenly spoke in a man’s voice.

It was the voice produced by the soul of the ‘Last Emperor’ dwelling inside the woman’s body.

Sen Sorti had no choice but to pause at that solemn voice.

“Zionis must be fairer than anyone. Because I have staked the future of all humanity on that child, Zionis must know both the highest place and the lowest place.”

The Man-God who reigned for 900 years, the ‘Last Emperor’ recited.

“Because one realizes life only by knowing misery.”

“…….”

“Did we not also do so?”

The mage could not answer the Emperor’s question.

“Didn’t we become a bit plausible only after realizing that we, who were the most outstanding humans, were conversely powerless and stupid despite struggling so hard?”

“…….”

“Look. You keep remaining silent. Your words are merely emotion. You asked me if any human part remained in me, but it seems too much human part remains in you.”

Sen Sorti raised her eyes.

Tears flowed from her silver eyes.

Was it because she was sorrowful, or because she was angry. Or was it a sense of betrayal?

Emotions that could not be clearly explained mixed together and flowed down her cheeks.

“You are….”

She bit her lip.

“You are not even a father….”

“I am a father.”

Cordisias spoke confidently even with a woman’s body.

“I am Zionis’s father more than anyone. I saw numerous descendants while spending 600 years as the Cordis Emperor, but my only true child is this child alone.”

“…….”

The chill was severe.

As Sen Sorti’s emotions intensified, the silver light made the air even colder.

The mage, unable to bear her anger any longer, finally spat out sharp words.

“Fine.”

She knew what she was saying.

She also knew it was better not to say it.

Yet she could not help but say it.

“I will leave Shion to you.”

“Since he is my son.”

“Instead….”

Sen Sorti pointed down.

“I will take the hole and our people who are there.”

“How?”

“I am Sen Sorti.”

***

There was a hole beneath the Imperial Palace.

It is the trace where the Undying Demon Queen Lefren descended.

“I will take them exactly the way I moved them from the Dimashq Plains to beneath the Imperial Palace.”

There, the people of the empire who forgot their names and the people of Hotus were still breathing.

No, since they became the shapes of grass and trees, the expression breathing might not be appropriate.

Only, it is certain that they are still alive due to the Fruit of Immortality.

“Good. Take them.”

Aurelia’s voice had returned to that of a woman again.

“Instead, I hope you leave someone to replace you.”

“There are Hermai and Ma-aya. Both will soon become six-star mages.”

“Good. They are excellent children.”

“Still, since they are lacking, I will bestow a few magics to protect the empire.”

Sen Sorti caught her breath.

She closed her eyes, and as she tilted her heart, soon the whole continent was visible at a glance.

In that state, she recited a spell.

Then three magics of seven stars suddenly appeared.

One was fog.

Fog blocking all mysteries was laid thick over the Sobel Mountain Range.

It will block all magical attacks toward the capital Lutilium.

One was a sandstorm.

A sandstorm preventing any liquid from flowing blew over the Obet Wasteland.

It would blow without resting for a single moment for the next 400 years, preventing the eastern humans from invading the empire.

One was a pit of fire.

Fire ignited over Lake Yechern.

Since there is a void beneath the pit of fire, later it will become a prison named Kosavagarobira.

It was to lock up the weakness the ‘Last Emperor’ would cut off.

“It’s done.”

Even after casting three magics that would change the terrain for 400 years right where she sat, Sen Sorti’s breathing was not disturbed at all.

It is because she was a seven-star mage even before becoming a Man-God.

The Last Emperor also continued without surprise.

“I thought about it.”

Aurelia touched her chin.

“I have to place one restriction on you, Sen.”

“You will place a restriction? On me?”

Sen Sorti glared at Aurelia with a face that said she couldn’t believe it, that she shuddered with a sense of betrayal.

No matter how different their opinions were, they are a couple who lived for 900 years.

Before leaving the country, she gave up two disciples (though she calls them assistants out of shyness) and gave three magics, but Aurelia says she will place a restriction instead.

“Don’t be too harsh.”

“…How far do you intend to make me angry?”

“Sen. It’s because of your drinking habit.”

“…….”

Sen Sorti, stabbed in her weak spot, shut her mouth.

She was a very emotional and terrible drunkard.

Since she herself knew it, an answer did not come easily.

“You, are you confident you won’t barge into the Imperial Palace saying you’ll go see Zionis when you get drunk?”

“……If I say I am?”

“Liar.”

“…….”

The mage’s pride was hurt.

But since it was true, she couldn’t retort.

“It’s not a big restriction. The North has high terrain. From now on, you won’t be able to come down below the clouds.”

“…I swear.”

“In the name of the ‘Last Mage’?”

“In the name of the ‘Last Mage’.”

As the two Man-Gods exchanged words, soon golden fog seeped out from the ‘Last Emperor’s’ mouth.

Their words used to operate at a mysterious point.

The oath exchanged in the name of a Man-God bound Sen Sorti as chains.

“I lost everything.”

Sen Sorti smiled bitterly.

“I lost my child, disciples, and even my husband. Yet I have to leave for a strange land wearing chains.”

“That means you are free.”

“I know too. But I didn’t know it would be this sad.”

Aurelia raised her eyes.

Even wearing a woman’s body, the soul is still the ‘Last Emperor’, the man who lived as a couple with Sen Sorti for 900 years.

He also suddenly ended up feeling gloom and loneliness.

“Sen.”

“What, Aurelia.”

“…You don’t call me Cordisias anymore?”

“You are definitely influenced by the female body. Asking such a girlish question.”

More than that, didn’t you say not to?

Sen Sorti giggled, but she also looked somewhat relieved.

She raised her eyes and looked far away, to the North she would go to in the future.

Because she lost everything, she can dream anything.

Although it is a penetrating feeling.

She realized only after 900 years passed that she had gained freedom.

Light was sprinkled in her silver pupils. It was like the Milky Way.

Aurelia ended up feeling beauty from Sen Sorti even though she was in a woman’s body.

She was beautiful enough to make him want to hold onto her inadvertently after chasing her out himself.

“…Sen….”

Aurelia asked carefully.

Sen Sorti smirked.

“Why do you keep calling?”

“What will you do when you leave?”

“Well. I have to think about what I want to do first.”

Saying that, it was a sad life.

To not even know properly what she wants to do even after living 900 years.

She realized belatedly that she had been too harsh on herself, pressed down by the name of Hotus Eight Gods.

“But probably….”

She whispered an old dream carefully.

“…Won’t I try writing a novel?”

***

“…That can’t be.”

Shion muttered without realizing it.

I was peeking at the past while holding his breath.

“Anything else I don’t know, but a novel is a no, Master…!”

Recalling his master’s (who is also his mother) terribly boring novel series, Shion trembled.

There was a woman who approached Shion and made a shh sound.

“Be quiet, Shion. Doesn’t it break the mood.”

“…Lefren? Since when?”

“I have been watching all along since the second summoning. Since there are few stars as interesting as this star.”

Lefren said.

“More than that, concentrate. We are almost there. Next is 53 years ago from the present.”

“…War with the West, the appearance of Great Emperor Continua.”

“Correct. Finally, faces you would know will appear.”

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