154 – Thanks for the mories – II
Ever since Being W tried to get rid of
by going all out after Stella's birth, ti and space had beco fragile. The countless distortions and ti bubbles ant that it was possible for weird things to happen.
People spending years inside a dungeon while seconds passed on the outside. Rumors of people who had died in the distant past coming back to life...
In short, it was a ss.
Not only that, but there was the fact that I even ca face to face with an alternate version of myself before.
Because of that, I wanted to make sure that nothing crazy was happening with Laplace's seal. And I was hoping that the seal was just weakening due to the weird flux of mana going around the world right now with the ti distortions.
But...
'It's never that simple, huh?'
Laplace's castle was ominous looking from the outside, but on the inside, it was fairly regal.
Black and gold decor. Paintings. Flower arrangents...
Objectively, it was elegant. Refined.
Subjectively...
"Rudy." Ruijerd paused to look at a painting, frowning. "...Is this you?"
...It was eerie.
I turned to look at the painting Ruijerd stared at and frowned as well.
It was expertly done. Whoever painted it was a master artist who could capture complete photorealism with paints.
As to the subject material though...
"...It seems like it."
A young man with a familiar face. Wearing glittering silver armor emblazoned with the Asura Kingdom Crest, he raised a sword in the air at a shadowy figure. His green eyes were narrowed in anger while his light brown hair was windswept.
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Rika stepped forward to look at the painting as well and frowned. "How is sothing like this here?"
I turned away from the painting and said, "Lots of weird things have happened with ti distortions. Nothing new or surprising about this."
Ruijerd glanced away from the painting as well. But as he did, he frowned. "That may be true. But..." He shifted his gaze and looked deeper into the castle. "...This is Laplace's palace. One that Perugius himself sealed with a God-ranked Barrier. Could sothing have truly disrupted that?"
I took the lead in our exploration again and started walking. "You're thinking a bit too highly of that guy. And of God-ranked spells."
A long corridor lined with paintings.
From what I could tell, the 'big bad' would be down the end of this hall in the throne room.
The question was what that 'big bad' would be. Or rather, 'who' that big bad would be.
Ruijerd and Rika followed after , remaining quiet and simply observing the paintings we passed.
I did the sa.
There were a few different portraits around. All familiar faces, but with different circumstances.
Or to be exact, versions of
in different settings.
There was a painting of '' standing in what looked like a modern city, wearing a red coat in front of a group of bloodstained soldiers. Stains from a pool of blood still fresh on the ground.
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There was another '' standing in a starry expanse with a bit longer hair, looking every bit like a Chinese cultivation novel protagonist.
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