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"I guess I have to go now."
The story wrapped up roughly.
The space-ti wizard had turned his back after laying out a series of perplexing tales from start to finish.
Ian seed to understand why Eredith despised space-ti wizards.
'Space-ti wizards are all a bunch of sneaky bastards!'
Space-ti wizards know the future.
But the sneaky part is that they cannot disclose this future to others!
It wasnt just because of the space-ti wizards' rules.
[If the future is disclosed in the present, is it still the future or does it beco the past?]
The future has not yet happened, so it remains the future.
However, the past is firmly fixed.
It doesnt change, so it remains the past.
But if by disclosing the future, it becos fixed from the current mont... can it still be considered the future?
No. The mont the future is disclosed, it rges with the present and becos part of the past.
Thus, the hard-earned foresight of the future ceases to be the future, and a new future takes its place.
'Well, what the hell is that supposed to an. Tsk tsk.'
It might sound complex at first, but the aning is simple.
Suppose Ian learned space-ti magic and foresaw the future.
Ian foresaw that Belenka would die tomorrow around lunchti, struck by a horse.
Shocked, Ian tells Belenka, "Youre going to die tomorrow!"
Heres the problem.
Will Belenka actually die tomorrow at lunchti, struck by a horse? Or not?
The answer is "No."
Why?
Belenka knew in advance about being hit by a horse and decided not to go out at lunchti.
Therefore, she wasnt struck and saved her own life.
Then another problem arises.
Can Ian truly be said to have properly foreseen the future?
The answer is "No."
Ian foresaw a future where Belenka dies.
But by disclosing the future he foresaw, Ian saved Belenka's life.
In other words, Ian negated the future he had foreseen by his own disclosure.
In essence, the future Ian foresaw stopped being the future.
The fluidity of ti is so imnse that even the most experienced space-ti wizards cannot be certain about how their statents might alter the future.
Therefore, space-ti wizards try not to disclose the futures they foresee, keeping them to themselves.
Only by doing so can they preserve the future intact.
"Ian. I'd like to take this troublemaker off your hands. What do you think?"
Gerard, holding the ropes that bound Larabel, asked Ian.
Larabel had attempted to take Ian's life several tis and had been captured; by rights, Larabel's life was practically in Ian's hands.
"What are you going to do with her?"
"I cant tell you the details. There's use for her, that's all."
Ah, right. I didnt expect a proper answer anyway.
Ian shrugged.
He had intended to send Larabel to the heavens himselfhe wanted her out of sight.
But Gerard taking her instead?
That could work.
The result was the sa since Larabel would be gone.
However, Ian was reluctant to just let her go.
"I dont feel like giving her up. It feels unfair to let her go after what she did."
"Hmm. I understand. You have the right to seek revenge."
Gerard offered sothing to Ian.
It was a beautifully crafted gem, filled with a powerful force.
"This is the [Eye of the Wind]. It contains the power of the wind, capable of summoning gusts."
"Hmm..."
As expected.
It was an object filled with mystery.
Sothing like an artifact.
"If you hand over Larabel, Ill give you this as a ransom. Itll be a useful item for you, Ian."
Ian tilted his head slightly.
The jewel was indeed useful. But its effect seed too trivial.
A gem that generates gusts?
Ian could also create gusts if he just talked to the mysteries of the wind.
If it could create gusts without any conditions, it might indeed be useful...
That's when it happened.
[Challenge Worship the Sky! Condition has been fulfilled.]
[The 'Worship the Sky' challenge has been activated.]
"...?"
Suddenly, the status window started functioning.
Ian was puzzled but opened the status window anyway.
[Challenge Worship the Sky!]
[To petition the sacred sky, appropriate ritual implents are needed. Create tools for the sacrifice that will satisfy the sacred sky. These tools will bring you closer to the sky.]
[Objective: Create the true Anor-lsil.]
[Gather the following items to harness the power of Anor-lsil.]
[1. Sothing containing the power of the sky]
[2. Sothing containing the power of the clouds]
[3. Sothing containing the power of the wind]
[4. Sothing containing the power of the stars]
[5. Sothing containing the power of the sun]
[6. Sothing containing the power of the moon]
[Once the true Anor-lsil is completed, the Worship the Sky! challenge will proceed.]
"..."
What is this, a sudden worship... no, a surprise quest?
Due to the lack of a detailed explanation, the specifics were unclear.
However, Ian intuitively sensed it.
This quest was directly related to the mystery of the sky, the ruler of this world.
It was a quest connected to the one who reincarnated Ian in this other world and who provided the status window.
Completing the true Anor-lsil would narrow the distance between the sky and Ian.
Then...
He could possibly question the grand ruler of this world about his reincarnation in another world.
"How about it, Ian. I think the [Eye of the Wind] would be useful to you. Wont you hand over Larabel to ?"
Ian asked Gerard with a smile.
"Why? I can call upon the wind myself, can't I?"
Gerard also responded with a smile.
"You know best why you need this gem, Ian."
...Space-ti wizards.
Ian was sure of it.
Gerard knew that Ian was connected to the sacred sky.
Although it seed he didn't know exactly how they were connected.
Gerard hoped Ian would et the sacred sky.
That would be Gerards idea of a 'better future.'
What would happen if Ian t the sacred sky?
That was unknown.
Only those cunning space-ti wizards would likely know the big picture.
"I wouldnt mind if you executed Larabel. However, you wouldnt get the Eye of the Wind, and I would have to find a new ally."
Ian didnt overthink it.
He had grown quite accustod to life in the dieval fantasy world.
He had beco used to exchanging lives for ransom.
"Alright. Ill hand over Larabel. It's not exactly an exchange, but I hope you treat her like a slave."
Ian could have killed Larabel, but then he would have to search for another item containing the power of the wind.
That would be too botherso.
Once Ian decided, Gerard said with a smile.
"I havent ntioned it yet, have I?"
"What?"
"Larabel is already my slave."
"..."
Since she was already a slave, saying to treat her like one was not quite right.
Gerard led Larabel away, disappearing beyond the forest.
"See you again, Ian."
"Well. Co back if you need sothing."
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Surprisingly, Gerard brought up the Space-Ti Wizard Council to Ian.
"You will soday participate in the council of space-ti wizards."
Ian was slightly surprised, as it essentially ant that Ian would learn space-ti magic.
None other than the prophecy of a space-ti wizard.
Ian was almost certain to beco a space-ti wizard.
"But, that will be after youve completed your task."
"Task?"
Gerard patted Ians head with a smile.
He was a middle-aged man in his fifties, so patting 18-year-old Ians head looked quite natural.
"Dont overthink it. Your actions will shape your future."
"Right?"
The past accumulates to beco the future.
It's an unchanging truth, known to everyone.
"Be true to the present, Ian. Live each day diligently, and one day, youll find yourself in a place you never imagined."
Ian laughed at Gerards advice.
It was sothing a YouTube motivational speaker might say.
It was as direct as it was a clear truth.
Live honestly.
Ian took action to put Gerards advice into practice.
First, he planned to deal with the werewolf he had captured.
"Since I've released Larabel, maybe I should sacrifice this one?"
Ian intended to take the werewolf to Devosi Castle.
Since Gerard had taken Larabel, they needed soone to bla for the commotion.
The werewolf was a suitable monster for the role.
A wolf that speaks human language?
Perfect for the dieval folks to get overly involved.
If Ian and Kira talked it up properly, the dieval people would be satisfied burning the werewolf.
In fact, if the two wizards really put on a show, they could even make an innocent farr look like an evil wizard.
"Wait a mont! Your Grace, might we have a brief conversation?"
"?"
Realizing that he was about to be burned, the werewolf kneeled beside Ian and cried out in desperation.
Ian was dumbfounded.
The werewolf's accent was just too much.
Why the hell does this guy speak like that?
Indeed, the werewolfs voice had a thick foreign accent mixed in, buttery and uniquely bizarre.
It sounded like a voice actor dubbing a foreign movie, overly exaggerated.
"Where did he learn our language?"
As Ian muttered, Kira whispered back.
"That one seems to be from the Kingdom of Roland, doesnt it?"
"The Kingdom of Roland?"
To the west of the Holy Empire, there was a large kingdom.
Unlike the Holy Empire, which was only an empire in na, the Kingdom of Roland was a true centralized monarchy.
"Belenka. Didnt your father work in the Kingdom of Roland?"
"He did."
The Kingdom of Roland was also Belenkas destination.
She intended to seek employnt again from the noble her father had served.
"If you're asking about the holand of this commoner, yes. I co from a naless place in the beautiful countryside of the Kingdom of Roland"
"Shut up. Chihuahua."
Belenka smacked the back of the werewolfs head.
He grimaced and closed his mouth, making him look more like a dog-man than a werewolf.
"Ian. We probably don't need this guy's body, shall we just take the head?"
As Belenka spoke, the werewolf teared up.
That's too much!
Why wouldn't a person need their body!
It's so precious!!!
"Your Grace! I am Lewis of Blanche! I was rely employed by the wizard! If you release , I promise to pay a suitable ransom!"
Then Belenka remarked.
"You must have been in charge of tornting the people and controlling the dire wolves, Ian. This one is a monster. Is there any need to show rcy to one who is not human?"
"Your Grace! Although half of is beast, the other half is human! I do have a human heart, even if it is just half! To prove it, look at this!"
Werewolf Lewis frantically pulled sothing out.
It was a token of Heaven's Faith.
Belenka shouted in anger.
"This monster! You dared to steal a holy symbol?"
"Oh, it's a misunderstanding! This is mine! I officially joined Heaven's Faith and received this item!"
My goodness.
Ian was amazed.
A werewolf was a follower of Heaven's Faith?
Seriously?
"He must have pretended to join! While professing to follow the teachings of the heavens, did he not attack innocent people!"
Then Lewis sternly replied.
"The ones who kill the most farrs are not monsters, but human knights. They commit murder while bearing holy artifacts. Does that not an they too have forsaken the will of the heavens?"
""
Belenka was speechless.
Knights casually kill farrs.
Simply because they are botherso.
Yet, priests still recognize these knights as followers of Heaven's Faith.
Then what difference is there between the werewolf who has undergone the initiation rites and knights steeped in slaughter?
Ian snickered.
"Well. Think of him as a knight in a fursuit."
"Damn."
"Oh! Thank you! Your Grace!"
Lewis bowed deeply, moved by Ian's rciful decision.
Lewis was genuinely moved, not just pretending.
He didn't know what the term "fursuit" ant, but he clearly heard the word "knight"!
To be called a knight, even as a re werewolf!
The Church of Heaven's Faith, which had initiated Lewis, had treated him like a monster, but Ian called him a knight, treating him like a human.
Unlike the native inhabitants of this dieval fantasy world, Ian almost had no prejudice against different races because he had beco familiar with them through modern creative works (ironically, he had never actually seen one).
A furry knight with a cheesy accent?
Well... why not?
Upon closer look, Lewis seed to have the kind of appearance that extrely wealthy people would go crazy for.
If Ian had been a furry enthusiast, he would have saved his life without a second thought.
"This Lewis, given the chance, I will prove my worth and repay my ransom!"
A typical human ruler would not have employed Lewis.
Despite being a follower of the Church of Heaven, Lewis was a different race and considered untrustworthy.
But Ian had once been a modern human, and now he was a wizard.
Accustod to cooperating with beasts and free of prejudice against other races, he asked,
"So, what can you do?"
"I can fight on the battlefield like human knights, and more importantly, I can command wolves!"
Wolf command, huh.
That was quite an impressive ability.
Ian listened seriously to what Lewis had to say.
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