Chapter 490: The Ident.i.ty of the Silver-Haired Man

In the middle of this vast plain, there was a decaying ruin.

A building that has become stained and discolored by years of exposure. Cobblestones covered with moss and gra.s.s. From the sky above, we can see a circular plaza is surrounded by buildings at equal intervals, which I am not sure for what purpose they were built.

Is that the pedestal Master was talking about?

No, I mean, yes, but it's not the same

What do you mean?

The pedestal had disappeared

That's right. When I woke up, the pedestal that had housed me had disappeared.

Fran pointed to the entire ruin and asked if it was a pedestal. But for some reason, the thing I call a pedestal, which should have been in its center, was not there.

The only remnant of this is a square s.p.a.ce in the center of the plaza where there is almost no gra.s.s. It was obvious that something had been placed there a while ago, and that it had been removed.

A few months had pa.s.sed since the pedestal had disappeared, and the gra.s.s had begun to encroach slightly on the area, but from above, the difference from the rest of the site was obvious.

L-let's get down there

Nn

woof!

I went down to the vacant lot where the pedestal should have been before. Fran tapped on the cobblestones, and Urus.h.i.+ sniffed the ground, but there was nothing unusual.

It really had disappeared huh

Are you sure?

Of course. I'll never forget this place

As we were exchanging words, my surroundings turned white in an instant.

But I'm not surprised anymore. It's that s.p.a.ce.

He's here huh

Yeah, I'm here

It's just a voice, but I'm sure of it. It's that guy.

I can't find the pedestal. What's going on?

It's also a sacred object. It did its job, and then it disappeared. Well, now we need it. Tell Fran to back off a bit, and I'll make the pedestal appear

U-understood

A sacred object? As expected, it wasn't just a pedestal huh.

When I returned from the white s.p.a.ce, I told Fran and Urus.h.i.+ to back off from the vacant lot.

Nn

woof!

Immediately after Fran and Urus.h.i.+ took a few steps, a shape of a pedestal appeared on the spot like a hologram. Then, the phantom-like pedestal took on substance and appeared on the spot.

It wasn't a teleport, but rather a mysterious flow of magic that seemed to have sprung from the earth. But the thing that appeared was definitely a familiar pedestal.

OoohThere's no mistaking it. It's the pedestal. My pedestal

It was only a few months ago, but it seemed strangely nostalgic.

Is this, Master'sHome?

Well, no. It doesn't look like a home though

Then, what should we do?

That swordStick master on the pedestal. Miss Fran

Who?

Fran turned around and saw a translucent, ghost-like being standing in front of her.

I'll reveal it soon. But first, stick master on the pedestal

A man with silver hair, all back, and a kimono-like dress. Fran had never seen him before, but he was familiar to me.

Fran looked suspiciously at the mysterious man who had called her name. Well, he really is look suspicious.

You don't know me miss, but I know you well, okay? After all, I've been watching you from Master

Inside master?

Yeah, it's true

I didn't use the principle of falsehood, but I understood that he wasn't lying. Not on the level of trustworthiness or anything like that, but I can see as a matter of course that he is not lying. I didn't feel the need to doubt the authenticity of the man's words, just as I didn't have to worry about whether my words were false or true.

I wonder what it is? I'm aware of a strange connection between me and the man. It's not something vague like a bond or a connection, but a more direct connection. Or should I say, Im connected?

I don't know if I'd call this a direct magic connection, but it was close enough.

Fran, it's okay. Put me on the pedestal please

Understood

At my urging, Fran approaches the pedestal.

A little more higher huh?

Okay

Without any ha.s.sle, Fran grabbed me backhanded and thrust me into the pedestal with great force. At that moment, something warmno, something hot is enveloping my sword blade. But I don't feel anything bad from it.

It was hot, but not an aggressive heat that would melt my blade. It was more like a full body soak in a slightly hot bath.

Somehow, it felt similar to when Alistair was refurbis.h.i.+ng me.

Master, you okay?

Yeah, I'm feeling rather good

I see

I guess she can hear my voice and decided that there really wasn't a problem. Fran murmured rea.s.suringly. It's a familiar place for me, but an unknown place for Fran. She was still worried.

Well then, now we're all set

The man said so and walked over to the pedestal.

All set?

Yeah, prepare to re-enforce Master's seal

Reinforcing my seal?

It's okay. I'll explain everything today. Well, as much as I'm allowed to though. Now that he's on this pedestal, Master's condition is stable. His memory will be fine

Master's? Memory?

Yeah. If I tell you what's going on, it might break the seal on Master's memories

Is it bad?

That will sucks for your Master. Well, I'll explain that too. As long as he's stuck in the pedestal, his memory door should be stable

Understood

I'm counting on you

The man snaps his fingers lightly, and the ground rises up to create a chair. I could tell that it wasn't the man's ability, but rather my earth magic activated with my own magic power. Or perhaps I should say, not mine, but ours.

It's both my and the man's power.

No magic beast is going to approach this place for a while, and it will be somewhat longer. Why don't you take a seat?

Nn

Urus.h.i.+, go sit beside her

Woof

Urus.h.i.+ is as quiet as a borrowed cat. Apparently, he understands that the men in front of him are superior to him. Either that, or Urus.h.i.+ considers him as his master too because of his connection to me.

Well, let me start by introducing myself

Nn

At last huh.

My name is Fenrir. I'm a former divine beast who went mad after eating an evil G.o.d. And I'm an interloper whose soul is sealed inside master's body

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