### Chapter: 278
Real na: Bioloren Jeblam.
At 16 years old, she is part of Rahern Academy and the top student in the special class.
Originally, she entered as a hulking male figure, but through Kraush, she was able to live as her true self.
Her life, no matter how well-packaged, couldn’t be described as good.
When she was about 4 years old, her mother, the Barrier Mage, left.
When she left, she didn’t leave a word behind.
Instead, she left only a book on barrier techniques that she had written as an essay.
Bioloren read that book every day, enough to morize it all.
Looking back, that might have been her bittersweet longing.
At least until she turned 4, her mother had lived with her.
Bioloren didn’t know much about the reasons her mother had left.
Maybe it was her mature personality, but she thought, for the first few years, that her mother would return on her own.
But her mother did not co back, and eventually, Bioloren had to seek answers herself.
She thought maybe her father would know.
Once a week, the Demonic Pri consistently visited Bioloren, spoke with her, and checked her progress in barrier magic.
She asked her father about her mother, but he didn’t provide any significant answers.
He simply asked questions as before, checked her barrier magic, and then left.
When she turned 10, her father no longer ca to visit.
Bioloren was left all alone.
Though she lived a life without any lack, being the child of the Demonic Pri,
she had never stepped outside the Jeblam Royal Palace in her entire life.
Moreover, most of those who supported her life were golems made from magic.
“Bioloren, it’s ti for your al.”
“Is that all you can say?”
“I cannot respond to unentered inquiries. I am household golem M-28. Repeating entered actions.”
The golem rely repeated the programd answers.
They never provided the responses she truly wanted.
“Ugh!”
As ti went on, the power of World Erosion began to gnaw at her.
She sought out the Demonic Pri, but he didn’t show much interest in her.
“I see. Could this really be how things turned out?”
Sotis, indifference is more painful than oppression.
Like he was examining a test subject after trying out everything he wanted to,
he tossed a few suggestions for experints but did not reveal a solution for the World Erosion that was eating away at Bioloren.
Instead, it felt as if her very existence were rely a result of his experints.
He would only observe Bioloren.
Her personality began to grow a bit odd over ti.
She beca sharper about trivial things, and suspicion started to fester.
Imagining World Erosion consuming and killing her beca commonplace.
Thus, she had to pour herself into research on barriers.
The barrier book her mother had left behind was her only consolation.
One day, she discovered a group of wizards visiting the palace.
They were regular visiting wizards who ca to see her father, the Demonic Pri.
Using her innate barrier skills, Bioloren concealed her presence and followed them.
“Did you hear? The Demonic Pri has a child.”
“Is this about the paper he published last ti? So boring.”
“No, no! It’s true! The Demonic Pri has a child!”
Hearing the word “child,” Bioloren paused.
If talking about the Demonic Pri‘s child, it could only be her.
She silently held her breath and listened closely.
“I heard he kidnapped a World Erosion creature and had a child with it.”
“Could he? …Well, considering it’s the Demonic Pri, that’s possible.”
“I’m serious! You’ve seen the papers! That result could never co without an experint!”
Kidnapping?
Bioloren felt her eyes widen.
It was an idea she had never heard of or thought about.
“Do you know what the Demonic Pri is trying to do?”
“Hey, if you blab about this, you’ll die.”
“There’s no one else here. Anyway, he kidnapped a World Erosion creature to use as research material for creating a magical race. The child is just one of the results from that process.”
Even as just a child,
Bioloren had finished her genius education through the teaching golems.
Being the Demonic Pri’s daughter naturally ant she had accelerated brain developnt compared to usual kids.
And that knowledge was now being utilized as a curse against her.
Bioloren understood every bit of their conversation.
If she were just a bit dim, she wouldn’t have grasped the stories they shared.
Bioloren’s body began to tremble slowly.
“Then, the reason for my birth is…”
Now, the cold attitude her father had shown her began to make sense.
The Demonic Pri truly treated her like a lab rat.
“And her mother was the vessel to give birth to such a test subject.”
Bioloren began to lose the faint image of her mother.
Perhaps that’s why her mories began to warp under the influence of her unstable emotions.
In her mories, her mother had always looked at her with sadness, indifferent and uncaring.
The sky felt like it was turning black.
A swamp wrapped around Bioloren’s legs, slowly pulling her down.
Bioloren couldn’t tell what was real.
But, sohow, it comforted her to think this way.
Otherwise, her mother would have abandoned her.
Tears stread down Bioloren’s cheeks.
Maybe she had known this all along.
She just denied it, trying to ignore the reality.
She was a test subject.
One that had long lost any worth.
And her mother, who had given birth to her, was
soone who had ultimately fled, leaving behind her hateful self and her father.
Bioloren etched this truth deep into her heart.
Sohow, Bioloren found herself in the Demonic Pri‘s magic lab.
As always, he was engaged in research to create a magical race.
Bioloren‘s hands clenched into tight fists.
Instead of resentnt towards her mother, she built a profound grudge against the Demonic Pri.
Yet, she didn’t vow for revenge.
“Cough, cough.”
With the ever-looming threat of World Erosion gnawing on her, her own life was in danger.
For her, survival was the sole goal.
Ironically, because death was ever-approaching, it kept her from falling into despair.
To survive, she needed to cling to barrier magic.
So she began rummaging through the Jeblam Royal Palace.
One day, she snuck into her father’s magic lab, avoiding his gaze.
In there, she snooped through so of the mories he had cut open.
Among those mories was why he was obsessed with creating magical races.
“…Is this all my reason for existence?”
She realized she was one of the results of his research to create this magical race.
Having thought this, Bioloren felt her breath catch in her throat.
An overwhelming loneliness and anguish began to rise from deep within her.
She felt a horrible sensation, as if insects were crawling all over her body.
Nausea churned within her.
Her trembling body felt as though it might fall into an exhausted state at any mont.
“…I want to get out.”
Bioloren realized she could no longer stay in the palace.
Staying here, she would surely go mad.
Bioloren slipped out of the palace unnoticed.
The Demonic Pri did not pursue her.
He had long since lost interest in her.
There was no reason for the Demonic Pri to catch her at all.
Once outside, Bioloren realized sothing.
If she had made up her mind to leave, she could have gone at any ti.
She felt a sense of emptiness.
And then she recalled why she had stubbornly remained in the Jeblam Royal Palace.
Perhaps it was the hope that her mother would co back soday.
With that vague expectation, Bioloren hadn’t left the palace until now.
“Oh, I see.”
But now she understood.
Her mother would never return to this place.
There was no reason for her to co back to a place filled with resentnt.
Her mother had abandoned her.
The old mories now reflected a mother’s face filled with longing to leave.
“I don’t have to co back here anymore.”
This place wasn’t the ho she rembered.
Ho is where the ones who welco you back reside.
There was no place for her here.
Instead, she felt lighter in her heart.
So, she ca to take the special class exam at Rahern Academy, concealed her identity.
But that didn’t an she could use the na Bioloren Jeblam.
In contrast, using a commoner’s na would also be a hasty judgnt.
Since she had never lived as a commoner, she would be found out quickly.
So she ca up with a plan.
Her identity didn’t exist in this world anyway.
So she sold so magical artifacts she had stolen from the Jeblam Royal Palace to earn money and bought the na of the Sedney family, which now held no value.
Thus, she gained the na.
Bioloren Sedney.
With that na, she took the special class exam at Rahern Academy.
She had already attained the status of a barrier mage.
The entrance exam for Rahern Academy was incredibly simple, and she successfully beca the top student.
For soone who had spent all her funds on that na, being the top student with scholarship exemptions and additional support was unmissable.
Having nothing around her, she lived alone like that.
With half of her bloodline being an unaccepted World Erosion creature
and the other half being an unaccepted human,
Without a mother, without a father.
Just quietly alone.
Her value in life was rely being born as a test subject.
Even as she endured the gnawing power of World Erosion with barriers, she had survived until today.
And one day.
She t a boy.
Kraush Balheim.
The one who had inford Bioloren of a solution to the World Erosion that had felt like a curse to her.
Now, they were entangled in various matters.
Kraush was an intriguing person.
He, like her, dealt with the powers of World Erosion, but he was always surrounded by people.
Unlike herself, who had lived surrounded by indifference and golems, with a fleeing mother and an uncaring father,
he had a multitude of people around him, living and thriving together.
Kraush might not know, but his relationship with Bioloren had a surprisingly large impact on her.
For her, the goal in life was solely to survive by resolving the World Erosion that devoured her.
So, she had always thought vaguely.
She could do anything to survive, but once she survived, how would she actually live?
She was no more than a forgotten test subject.
But one day, when Kraush told her this as she created barriers to avoid the eyes of World Erosion beings:
“Bioloren, if you want to find your mother, co see after completing the barrier. I’ll give you clues.”
Kraush had seen her face the day he discovered the Barrier Mage’s corpse.
The emptiness and despair.
Since that day, Bioloren had completely cut off conversation with others.
So Kraush assigned her a new purpose beyond survival—the purpose of becoming a barrier mage.
This vague thought that had lingered inside Bioloren.
Although her mother would never return, she desired to search for her.
Kraush had touched that thought, pulling it out into the open.
That was a rather keen move on his part.
Even if she survived World Erosion, she had no purpose in her life; by granting her another reason to live, she aid to stay alive.
Bioloren understood this.
So even after completing the barriers, she did not go straight to find Kraush.
Now that a reason for living had been created,
if she rushed to finish it, she would just lose that purpose all over again.
So until today, she lived with a new goal tucked away in her heart.
“That’s all I have to say about my life.”
Bioloren concluded her explanation of her life.
Though it wasn’t sothing she was eager to voice,
her expression was incredibly serene.
That face undeniably belonged to soone who had long since beco accustod to her situation.
Bioloren glanced at Kraush, who was quietly watching her, and let out a faint chuckle.
“You know, you’ve always seed kind of weak to these kinds of stories.”
Bioloren had hung around with Kraush quite a bit.
Perhaps that’s why, she could see through how he had a weak spot for these things.
“Don’t worry. Thanks to you, I’m leading quite a peaceful life now, after all. I don’t even have to use this body made of barriers anymore.”
Since the day Kraush gave her a hint about barriers,
she could do without the barrier body she had created for her protection.
Taking that into consideration, it had been a life-changing help for Bioloren.
“Do you know how big it is not to worry about how to survive tomorrow?”
As she said that, Bioloren wiggled her fingers.
“So, Kraush, I sincerely thank you.”
Not being used to expressing gratitude, she awkwardly smiled.
“And speaking of Ixion, I don’t know what that group of World Erosion creatures is planning against , but they have you in their sights, too.”
Since Bioloren had asked Kraush to create a barrier to dodge the eyes of the World Erosion creatures, she had known he was being pursued.
When Kraush had been kidnapped by the World Erosion at the Giant’s Forest.
While the Empire made a fuss about Kraush throwing himself to save the 4th princess,
it was evident to Bioloren that Kraush was the target.
“Prioritize yourself. Don’t be swayed by . Don’t tie yourself down with your mother’s request. That person has already abandoned .”
In a situation where one wouldn’t know who was saving whom, Bioloren said.
“This world needs you more than .”
As if her value in life had expired a long ti ago; she smiled as if it wouldn’t matter if she died at any ti.
Kraush realized sothing upon seeing this.
Why, on that fatal day before his reincarnation, she had thrown herself in front of the most dangerous being and cast her final barrier magic.
“Damnit. Whether I’m a World Erosion or sothing else, no matter how much you point fingers, you and your lot will live your lives forever indebted to , thanks to soone like who’s half-human and half-World Erosion.”
In so ways, it was similar to Kraush.
Amid a life that felt aningless and wasted,
like he had been burdened with a curse that let him steal other people’s curses through the Black Hood, Kraush contributed to the world.
Bioloren, after surviving, found that her life, which had lost its worth as a test subject, could serve to protect the Sky Generation through barriers.
‘Look at us, birds of a feather.’
Before he knew it, Kraush had placed his hand on Bioloren‘s head.
It seed Bioloren flickered in surprise at the possibility of her hair being grabbed.
Kraush was gently patting her head.
Was he seriously smiling now?
Sadly, it didn’t appear that way to Kraush‘s eyes.
That smile was nothing but a conditioned reflex, far from anything happy.
“Hey, Bioloren.”
“Uh-huh?”
Bioloren, who had never expected Kraush to pet her head, looked dazed.
Kraush continued speaking to her.
“Do you know what feels the most satisfying in my life?”
“…What is it?”
Kraush grinned broadly.
“When I land a proper hit.”
“What do you an by ‘feeding’ soone?”
Kraush imdiately turned and dashed out of the building.
It was a sudden burst of action.
“Wait, Kraush!”
Flustered, Bioloren hurried after him.
Soon, Bioloren caught sight of Kraush’s back as he paused in the middle of town, taking a deep breath.
The mont she was even more puzzled about what he was about to do,
Kraush yelled out with all his might:
“Terasius Jeblam!”
Bioloren’s eyes widened in shock.
He blurted out a na without any chance to stop him.
Far in the distance, the Demonic Pri, who had been looking at the sky, turned to look this way.
Bioloren hadn’t expected Kraush to directly ntion his na.
When confusion filled his gaze, Kraush pulled out a thunderous weapon.
“Let’s have a match, you bastard.”
He boldly issued a challenge towards the Heaven’s Sword.
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