Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 728

It didn’t seem like it would take much time or effort to solve Cheryl’s problem, which almost became Schrödinger’s long cat, to the point where it was ridiculous to say that we should start off with a grandiose idea.

It ended with just holding hands with Sanyeomnim and meditating. I don’t know if we had an internal conversation like the one he helped me with at the shrine, but at least that’s how it looked on the outside. Even Cheryl’s expression after it was over was very much like, ‘Is this the end?’

However, judging from the fact that his expression changed as soon as he picked up the sword, it seems that Mr. Sanyeom’s emergency measures were a great success.

“I feel like the feeling that I can’t express in words just keeps increasing.”

“In that case, you can just say, ‘I heard it works if you do it.’”

“···I think it would be very unpleasant for the listener to hear this.·”

He seems like a quick-witted guy. But I was going to tease him a bit more because I was annoyed that he was taking up space alone, but Sanyeom-nim nodded slightly and opened his mouth first.

“Now that we’ve solved that problem, it’s time to get down to business, Eldmia? I have a personal favor to ask of you.”

“Please?”

Mr. Sanyeom? A favor? I opened my eyes wide in surprise without realizing it, and Mr. Sanyeom burst into laughter.

“Through this incident, I decided to think a little differently.”

“···Are you talking about balance?”

“Um, right? Shall we sit down for a moment?”

While sitting on the stone chairs in the relatively intact garden, Cheryl and I sat on the floor without saying who would go first, as we watched Sanyeom offer us a seat. Sanyeom smiled in an incomprehensible way, but shrugged as if it was nothing and continued talking.

“This time, even though the Demon King abused the power of the Evil God, I didn’t end up coming forward. I think we should start from there. I thought it was the balancing effect that occurred because of my existence.”

The fact that the elves who have lived from ancient times to the present do not come forward, that the dragons are silent, and that the gods have limited intervention are all actions taken with balance in mind, while the spirit of thought suddenly awakened from sleep and intervened in the world, defining himself as someone who should not exist.

“But as I listen to your fierce fighting and the voices of those dying, I begin to doubt. Is this really the balance I desire? Are my actions truly right?”

Even though I was silent for the sake of mortals, I felt guilty. I wondered if there was a difference between wanting children to grow up strong and respecting their autonomy and neglecting them.

As a result, he concluded that his actions were wrong.

“I think I was too caught up in the idea of ​​balance and failed to see the essence. In fact, the answer has been there since the past. The gods who suppressed their divinity for mortals and appeared on the continent. If you were worried that your existence was tied to the past and would upset the balance, then instead of not fighting, you should have given up that power.”

And he came up with an answer that left the listener astonished.

“Are you saying you will give up the divinity of poetry again?”

“The expression ‘again’ is a bit misleading. It was you who gave up your divinity in the past, not me.”

Why on earth are you like that?

The words rose to the tip of my tongue and then quietly died down. I really couldn’t understand it before, but I could understand it now because of the experience I had when I reached the edge of ascension.

“I believed that through my experience in the new world, you would now be able to understand me.”

Sanyeom-nim, who read my reaction, smiled slightly and nodded.

“A piece that was almost used according to the will of a wrong being, a moment that is too embarrassing to be called a memory contained within it, an existence that imitates the self, that is me, no, it was me.”

Mr. Sanyeom, who clapped his hands in front of me as if he had nothing to be sad about, continued to speak with more emotion than ever before.

“I thought I was a being that should not be in this place, so I tried to return my divinity and face complete death. That’s what happened to the gods in the past when they faced death.”

Because it was infinitely weak compared to the original self, I thought it was no different from being dead. While thinking like that, I realized belatedly that I was treating myself as a separate entity from the original self and a remnant, and that I was actually comparing myself to the original self.

So I looked back at myself and the answer came to me.

“I was wrong. They were on the verge of death, so that’s why they did that, but I’m fine like this.”

Dying here is just suicide. So I’m going to do my best.

However, if you try your best to help mortals, you cannot know what kind of evil it will cause. Unlike children who just do their best to live their lives, even if it is just a piece, Sanyeomnim is a god.

The ascension ritual was the detour route that Sanyeom found there.

If the divinity that has been passed down from the past is the problem, then cut off that divinity. After completely eliminating anything that can be called influence, then help.

“I don’t know exactly how much it is right now, but I’m not too worried because I’ll understand when I experience it.”

Cheryl and I were speechless at the endless self-sacrificing love that seemed to know no end, and could only nod our heads.

I can’t tell you not to do it. Right now, Mr. Sanyeom is not expressing his opinion as a fragment of some forgotten god, but is asking me to do something based solely on his own standards. So all I have to do is respect that opinion and do my best to fulfill that request.

“Then how can I help you there?”

“The knowledge of the Ascension Ritual has been lost. I would like you to find it.”

Even though it is a very troublesome problem,

“Of course, I will definitely find it.”

There was no option to refuse from the beginning.

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For mortals, ascension ultimately means going beyond transcendence and reaching the divine realm.

But it already has a different meaning to the gods. Returning all their power to the world and facing death is the ascension of the gods.

It’s a terrible homonym, and I can’t even imagine what the authors were thinking when they named it that.

“Why do you call me by the same name···”

I am not the only one who laments the lack of vocabulary of the ancient people. I had mobilized all my connections, as I intuitively felt that I could never solve this problem alone. All of them are sitting in the study room with serious faces and expressing similar lamentations.

To be exact, Ragnis, Esmue, Siegfried, me, and Cheryl were just worrying a little bit, but the real serious ones were the saints of the three sects.

“The history of the Masin sect is relatively short, so there are no records related to it···”

Among them, the first to shout out for give-up was Saint Deoni.

He clenched his teeth as if he was extremely angry, but in fact, after the war with the evil spirits, the dragons were causing trouble and Ephaga was rising up because of that trouble, so it was natural.

And it wasn’t much different because it was Saint Bellesica whom I met after a long time.

“We are contacting the high-ranking clergy of the religious order and are investigating, but they say there have been no significant results yet···”

Since she had only recently become a saint, she had little time to learn and was unable to come up with anything spontaneous. This was also something that was very natural, so no one said anything and only said thank you for helping her wholeheartedly, but it was a shame that her expression was not good, as if she felt pressured to do something.

So, what remains through the method of elimination is…

“My Imperial Holy Council judged that the Ascension Ceremony could lead to the act of slaughter, so they did not leave any records of it.”

···It was the suicide girl Teneaci·

I didn’t have any expectations in the first place. When the healing bead comes into my arms, I become a saint for a moment, but when I use it all up, I become a crazy landmine girl…

“Ha, but that was only the Imperial Holy Council’s policy, and Ladan across the sea wasn’t like that. They were stricter about serving their gods than we were, so such disrespect was ridiculous… There must be a reason why the city gods left such records, so we insisted that they should be preserved.”

···but this?

“Oh my goodness, do you have all those records memorized?”

“This is essential information to memorize. If we are not careful, the god you serve could be assassinated. This is a serious matter. My Imperial Holy Assembly considers Radan a potential threat, so I am recording in detail what they are holding.”

That girl is strangely helpful when you least expect it.

By the way, Radan? It’s too exquisite to be a coincidence, so I’m starting to feel uneasy already.

“Is there any way to contact Radan directly?”

“Ladan is a country that interacts more actively with the kingdom than the empire, so if you ask Itisel VII, you will receive help. However… I don’t know if he will easily cooperate with us.”

“Why are you doing that?”

Esmue answered my question, which I chose carefully with my words, with a slightly crooked eyebrow.

“There will be no time to worry about the outside world. There has been chaos over the succession issue for quite some time now.”

“Is this a factional fight?”

“No, the only successor ran away in the middle of the night a few years ago. We still haven’t found him.”

“···Ugh·”

As soon as I heard the story of succession, I thought of Lovell, but it was a problem that couldn’t even be solved there. If you just look at the land mass, isn’t it bigger than the empire? And you were born into the royal family of such a country and stood out?

I want to see his face and see what he does.