After Frondier left Agoris.
“We believe that God’s advent is upon us.”
His house had now become a conference room.
Ludovic began his explanation to everyone gathered, including the students from the Magical Engineering class.
“Azier is dead, and Frondier has returned to the Falind continent.”
“Gods must have anticipated Frondier’s actions.”
Aster spoke, and Arald nodded in agreement, taking the thought further.
“Indeed. It’s highly likely that Aizer was attacked in order to manipulate Professor Frondier.”
“The motive is clear, and the attack happened while Frondier was in Pandemonium. Only a God would know that timing.”
Lily said.
She let out a sigh.
“…In other words, this is a declaration of war. Against Frondier.”
“For a God to declare war on a single human, that’s quite a spectacle.”
“The Gods know. Declaring war on Frondier is tantamount to declaring war on humanity itself.”
Frondier had Elodie, Aster, the Roach family, and the trust of the Emperor and Empress.
The risk of angering Frondier lay not only in Frondier himself but also in the connections he had forged.
Gregory, who had been listening, spoke up, this time as himself.
“Everyone, we’ve all worked with Frondier in various ways. But that doesn’t mean we fully understand him. Not that anyone could fully understand that crazy bastard anyway. However, there’s one thing we’re all thinking right now.”
Aster nodded in agreement. His gaze was calm.
“Frondier won’t forgive whoever did this.”
“Even if Aizer were still alive.”
“Even if it were the divine himself.”
They were all thinking the same thing.
How would Frondier react if Aizer was truly dead? It was all too obvious.
This was Agoris. The Falind continent was too far away. There was no incoming information.
Was Aizer truly dead? They didn’t know.
Could they save him? They didn’t know.
Was the culprit truly a God, perhaps even the divine or someone of similar standing? They didn’t know.
However, regardless of the answers to those questions, Frondier would not forgive the perpetrator.
In other words, a clash between Frondier and the Gods was now inevitable.
“If I were a God, I would attack humanity.”
Lily said.
“It’s the only way to stop Frondier.”
Aster asked,
“But Frondier marched forward alone in the Manggot War. Would attacking humanity really be enough to stop him?”
“That’s because humanity only suffered as much as Frondier could handle in that war.”
“…Ah.”
“Back then, the barrier wasn’t completely broken, and humanity didn’t truly face a monster invasion. But this time, it’s different. Frondier might be prepared for more sacrifices, but if it crosses a certain threshold in his mind, he’ll eventually return to humanity’s side.”
Aster tried to refute Lily’s words but closed his mouth.
—Are you hurt?
He remembered those words.
“The Gods will try to inflict maximum damage on humanity. That means…”
“…They will descend on this very continent, Agoris.”
Aster’s voice was heavy as he reached the conclusion.
In the end, this was a clear war between humans and Gods. The Agoris continent would not escape their grasp.
“We need to inform the King of Palma about this. However…”
“There’s no way to convince him.”
Arald hung his head.
It would take too long for the situation in the other continent to reach them. By then, this place would already be in flames because of the Gods. They had to be faster than the Gods’ advent.
“To begin with, we ourselves lack information. Last time, it was Zodiac Monty who flew over and informed us of Aizer’s situation, but only a Zodiac can transmit information at that speed. We can’t use such valuable assets as messengers.”
At Ludovic’s words, everyone racked their brains.
A way for the situations on both sides to be communicated instantly. If such a thing existed, it would be easier to prepare for war and convince the King of Palma.
At that moment.
“…Ugh.”
Someone let out a groan.
Gregory winced with one eye and pressed his palm to his temple.
“Wh-What’s wrong? One of them…”
“Gregory? What’s the matter?”
Lily’s voice was filled with concern. Gregory blinked rapidly.
“No, something’s strange. One of the ravens I control, somewhere, strange, no, I’m the one who’s strange…”
A bizarre sensation washed over Gregory.
At first, it was close to pain. A stinging sensation in his eye.
Then, one of the many ravens he controlled failed to show him a proper view.
Flicker, flicker.
A flickering vision. Like a tiny dot in the corner of his eye blinking on and off.
Suddenly.
[Hello.]
“…What the…”
Gregory’s eyes widened in shock, and he was at a loss for words.
[Fancy seeing you again, Mr. Nameless Peeping Tom.]
The raven’s vision shifted in an instant. And then, a voice.
This was…
“…Malia…?”
[Oh my, you know my name?]
Malia de Roach.
The voice of Frondier’s mother.
But how? How was this even possible? How could she be…
[I’m glad I set this up beforehand.]
“…Don’t tell me, back when we met through the raven!”
[Indeed. I was surprised. To find that the raven I thought was tamed by my son was actually being controlled by someone else.]
In other words, Malia hadn’t released the sensory link she had established back then.
The tables had turned on Gregory.
Malia, who had been sharing the raven’s vision without Gregory’s knowledge, had now switched it so that Gregory was seeing through her eyes.
[You haven’t forgotten that you’re indebted to me, have you?]
He couldn’t see Malia’s face since he was looking through her eyes.
Yet, for some reason, he felt like she was smiling.
And he felt like he had seen that smile somewhere before.
…Blood doesn’t lie, after all.
[Listen carefully, Mr. Peeping Tom.]
Through Malia’s vision, Gregory saw
a large map unfold before him.
[This is the current situation in the Empire.]
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