"Two Authorities…." I repeated, taking a bite from my cupcake.
Immortality, Huh…
I still don't know the reason behind it—how I have it, or from which God it belongs to. I just know the fact that because of this skill, I was alive.
Thinking for a couple of seconds and taking out the final cupcake from the box, I asked Sera.
Sera, any ideas from which God this Immortality skill ca from?
If its reality is from the Gods, then I have an upper hand in this cosmic war between the Gods. If I include my two and Sera's Authority, then in total I will have three Authorities in control—considering the fact that Sera and I shared the sa consciousness.
Thinking for a second and rembering the past, Sera answered.
'The most possible God who can grant as a skill will be the God of Death, "Agroth".'
Agroth?
Sera continued.
'...but Agroth was soone who never had an apostle before, so the chances of him choosing you as his apostle—who was already an apostle of soone else—it's unheard of.'
I was still confused, so I asked her.
Why is that unheard of? Did it not happen before? Or is it impossible for soone to gain blessings from two Gods?
There was no way I was soone special. There's sothing I was missing out… sothing those Gods saw in , and no matter how hard I try to think, I just couldn't point the fingers.
To my questions, Sera answered them effortlessly.
'The short and simple answer is… it never happened before.'
That before got thinking that there was soone else before who possessed this authority before , which got thinking—what happened to that soone?
And by Sera's tone, it doesn't look like she knows anything. I have to ask soone else about that.
Nathalia and Lilith were out of the question. They both were unaware of the fact that I was an Immortal. So either I have to find out about it on my own, or ask directly to my Goddess.
The latter seed to the easiest choice, but the thing was… there's no way I know how to contact Goddess Ylthea.
"Fuuuuuu…"
Letting out a tired breath, I looked up to the sky, as I saw an aircraft passing over, trailing behind a long smoke of clouds, before murmuring to myself.
"Who would have thought, Gods once walked this land."
Well, I would never—if I hadn't t one myself.
'So, are you going to search for them?'
Noticing that I was lost in thought, Sera asked about the physical evidence the Gods had left behind in the mortal world. As for where to find them, I already knew exactly who to ask.
I have soone in mind… who might have so idea.
Puzzled, Sera questioned.
'...hm? Who might that be?'
The last ti I t her was before the teleportation incident, and Sera wasn't with . Co to think of it, before eting her, I have to change my identity.
Hopping up from the bench and throwing out the remaining trash inside the can behind , covering my face with my hoodie and tugging my hands inside the pocket, I started walking toward the alley, which was just half a kiloter away from .
How long has it been since I used this persona of mine? Thinking along those lines, my lips curled upward as I felt my mood brighten.
Taking out a small communication device from my inventory ring, I sent out a text.
[I'm visiting in a few minutes.]
…
"Apple pie! Buy so apple pie only at 20!"
"Charm dragon winter coat… hey you, Pyrestone boy! Co here, you will love it!"
After walking inside a narrow alley and ignoring the calls directed towards , where only few shops were lining on one side of the narrow road, I stopped infront of a two story building. It looked old from the outside, and the visitors here were near to zero.
As always this place feels like deserted.
Climbing the stone ladders, I stepped inside the building. The only thing inside here was an old reception area, where an ild fat man was seated holding a newspaper.
This place was a motel, from outside that is. But there's a bigger secret behind this place which makes it standout to few of us in need.
Arriving near the reception, I ringed the bell.
—Ting.
The old fat man, peeked from the corner of the the news paper, and noticing his gaze on , I greeted him making my voice a bit colderthan before.
"Hello, Mr. Dante."
Scanning from head to toe, Mr. Dante was trying to rember , it took him few minutes before his eyes went wide as he hurriedly greeted .
"If it isn't Master Nox," The old man puts the newspaper which he was reading aside, and raising up from his seat he slightly lowered his head in greeting.
Clicking the button behind the table, he shift open the large wall behind him.
—Click.
The wall splitted open, as the stairs leading downwards below the underground ca int my view.
"...Miss Amy is waiting for you at your usual eting place."
Slightly nodding my head at his instructions, I walked down the stares.
'Wow!' Sera exclaid, 'What is this place?'
This was her first ti seeing the underground Black Market, walking a bit futher along the streets, and ignoring all the other stalls, I stopped infront a small building at the very corner.
[rcenary Departnt]
That's what the sigh reads above it.
Grapping the door's handle, I saw my reflection on the glass—
Red hair, red eyes, and my face a more colder then before, I pushed the door open.
Entering the rcenary Departnt, I found the place emply which was reasonable, as I have booked myself an special appointnt with the owner here.
The last ti I visite here during that whole Rank-3 Glory incident, I had the sa attire as I have now, and I nad my self 'Nox'.
I used it as a codena for this persona of mine, when ever I visited he black market.
Sure enough this na matches my 'Nightmare' persona. I deliberately choose it, as to make the owner here gain so trust in , so that she wouldn't sell out.
Turning my head towards the tables, I found no one here.
Where exactly is she?
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