Chapter 145: Winter. (2) (1/2)

Epherene arrived at the [Pig’s Flower] with Rohakan after he commanded her to ‘take me to the most delicious restaurant.’

“Hmm. This is pretty good.”

Rohakan was satisfied with the Roahawk.

“Right?”

Their names were pretty similar. Roahawk, Rohakan, Roahawk, Rohakan. She muttered to herself and laughed.

“Hehe… no, anyway. Why are you here? A demon?”

Epherene chewed on a Roahawk’s hind leg. Rohakan had the front leg. The hind leg was usually the more delicious piece, but she lied that the front leg was the better option.

“It’s the Voice. He’s someone I can’t fully understand, probably the biggest demon I’ve ever met.”

“…Oh my. So, will the continent collapse?”

A demon that even Rohakan couldn’t handle? Epherene’s jaw dropped, and the hind leg clattered down onto her plate. Rohakan snickered.

“No. If the continent collapses, the demons will also be bored. That’s not their purpose.”

“Then?”

“I still don’t know yet, but it’s certainly an opportunity for you to grow.”

“…Grow?”

“Yeah. It’s dangerous, but you’ll know when you get there… if ever you end up in the Voice’s world.”

Then, he produced an interesting coin from his pocket.

“What’s that?”

“It’s the Voice’s money. I’m giving one to each of my friends.”

“…”

Epherene took, then urged him for an explanation with her big eyes. Rohakan changed the subject.

“Has something been happening these days?”

“Something? Ah, I met Decalane.”

“…Decalane?”

“Yes, in my dreams.”

Rohakan’s expression grew serious as he put the Roahawk bone down.

“…What did Deculein say?”

Epherene put down the wood steel on the table instead of answering. Rohakan nodded.

“It seems that you two have reconciled.”

“Reconciled…”

He didn’t say any more than that but merely smiled.

“I guess he likes you a lot.”

“Whaaat?! That, what- what does that mean?!”

“Hahaha.”

Rohakan found her boisterous reaction adorable, chuckling to himself.

“I know his personality well. If he didn’t like you, why would he leave his belonging under your care?”

“…Really?”

“Of course. He’s a guy who hates it when other people touch his things. Or, has his personality instantly changed?”

“I didn’t know that… was he like that in the past?”

“Oh yes. His face turned purple with rage when I, his teacher, touched his cane. In the end, he threw the cane away and found a new one.”

“…”

Epherene bowed her head silently, looking at the wood steel laying on the table. Too many thoughts were blooming inside her head. Rohakan grinned and pointed to the Roahawk cooling on the table.

“Forget it for now. Let’s just eat. You can feel moved later.”

“…Yes.”

Epherene started feasting again.

“When things are complicated, there’s nothing Roahawk can’t fix….”

“What does that mean?”

“…It’s a saying I have.”

******

A night where the clouds and the moon hung bleakly in the sky. Returning to the Yukline mansion, I was looking at the brilliant light I held in my hands. It was a treasure that you couldn’t find even if you paid billions, the [Dragon’s Soul].

“I don’t know.”

But, I was curious about her true intention because I was now, unexpectedly, a staff sergeant. Did she think about my loyalty? Or was this also a test? Whatever it might be, I used [Midas’ Hand] on the medicine.

—— [ Dragon’s Soul ] ——

◆Information

…………

◆Special Effect

: Increases mana by 333 when consumed.

: It helps the body circulate mana.

: Clears the five senses.

[Midas’ Hand: Level 4]

‘Clears the five senses?’

There were other effects aside from the absolute value of mana. It helped with vision and hearing too.

“…”

I opened the lid of the glass bottle and drank the wonder drug, having made my mind to do so back at the palace.

[ Consuming the highest grade [Dragon’s Soul].]

◆Mana + 333

◆Strengthens the Body

There was no pain, just warmth flowing through me.

“…Hmm.”

I checked my mana status to confirm the increase, satisfied by what I saw.

—Knock, knock.

The butler, Ren, spoke following the knock.

—Master. The object that you mentioned….

The object that you mentioned… the object that you mentioned… the object that you mentioned…

His voice rang out echo-like. I looked over, and-.

“…”

- I found that the world had changed.

“Hmm.”

I was in a dark corridor. Canvases were covering both walls, and cobwebs stuck in every corner like this was some haunted mansion. However, there was no need to be flustered. I knew this was the Voice’s world.

“…It’s the same.”

Fortunately, it was no different from the landscape that I saw in the game. I walked slowly down the corridor. Although their presence felt unusual, it was clear that someone’s gaze was on me.

Thud— thud—

Before long, I reached a crossroads. To my right was a corridor adorned with something like a doorplate.

[Restaurant]

I followed that path, arriving at what appeared to be a restaurant.

—Auntie! One fried rice here!

—One beer here.

Quite a few people were eating noisily inside, though it appeared to be more a pub than a proper restaurant.

“…That guy.”

Looking around inside, I suddenly saw three familiar faces.

“…”

I approached the table where the three were sitting, the veins all over my body turning blue.

—So time flows in here, but it doesn’t flow outside.

—Really?! How is that possible?

—It’s possible through…? Huh?

They appeared to have felt my presence. The girl swallowed her words, then the other two boys followed and dropped their spoons.

“…”

Lia, Leo, and Carlos. The trio that I met on the ghost island. Among them, the kid with the dark blue hair, Carlos, caught my attention.

“This insect-like half breed….”

The blood vessels in my temple bulged.

Baaaaaaam—!

My Psychokinesis, used subconsciously, shook the restaurant.

“Guys, run—“

The moment Lia shouted marked all the time I had in the Voice’s world.

“…”

I had returned to the Yukline mansion before I knew it, but less than a second passed according to the clock.

—…I brought the item that you mentioned.

Ren continued a moment later. I opened the door with Psychokinesis.

“Leave it and go.”

“Yes.”

Ren put it down on the desk and left. It was a go board and stones.

“…”

I mulled over the incident while looking at the board’s grid. Carlos. I remembered that face.

“Well, a half-breed would be involved in a special event like this.”

In the first place, the Voice served as both a crisis and an opportunity. It allowed Deculein, who was lacking in talent, to grow. But.