Deadline Is Raining in the Status Window - Chapter 266

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“?”
Did one of my siblings have a name like that? With so many younger siblings, I can barely keep track of all their names. When I replied that I’d ask Rael later to find out if such a sibling existed, Seian Crowell slammed the table in frustration.
“No, no, that’s not it!”
“Then what is it?”
“Ugh, forget it. You won’t believe me anyway. I’m just the crazy one here.”
“I’ll believe you.”
Seian Crowell, you may say nonsensical things, but you’re not the type to fabricate lies. I don’t know what you’re about to tell me, but if you ask me to believe you, I will—and if you need a solution, I’ll do my best to find one. As I explained this carefully, the man pouted and grumbled.
“You really mean it?”
“I do.”
“Even after you went and married that lizard instead of me.”
“My marriage to Gerth has nothing to do with whether I believe you.”
“It has everything to do with it! If you were willing to believe anything I said, you should never have married that bastard in the first place!”
“Believing in you doesn’t mean I owe you obedience.”
“Argh! This is driving me insane!”
Seian Crowell threw a tantrum in his frustration, demanding the servants bring him alcohol. But the servants, mindful of his health, didn’t budge. The man hysterically hurled his teacup. It shattered with a sharp crash.
“Listen carefully because I’m only saying this once! I know you’re Mitchell Neftis! Evan isn’t from House Neftis—she’s Rael!”
“I’m Mitchell Neftis?”
“Yes! You’re Mitchell Neftis!”
“Didn’t you say you’d only say it once?”
“Kyaaaah!”
Seian Crowell shrieked and ruffled my hair wildly. It was both endearing and dizzying.
So, Mitchell Neftis. Since I promised to believe Seian Crowell’s words, I’ll take it as truth that I am Mitchell Neftis—but how did he find out?
“What’s your evidence? How did you figure out that I’m Mitchell Neftis?”
“Well, um, it’s just a theory of mine.”
The man asked if I remembered him mentioning a skill called “Nullification” among his abilities. I’d heard about it when I received career counseling from Apet. I believe she said it was a skill that could grow all the way to Super Rare grade.
“That skill—I ate something called Hasuo or whatever it was, and it raised the grade to Rare and leveled it up too. I suspect that might have had something to do with it.”
“Can’t you use that skill on others? Like, use Nullification on me?”
“I’ve never consciously tried using it like that…”
It seems to activate on its own, similar to my Fusion ability. But it was worth trying. After all, people can accomplish anything with effort.
“You’re a demon now too, which means you’re a mana user. If you use mana, you should be able to amplify your skills.”
By using mana to boost the skill’s efficiency and then staying close to me, wouldn’t that work? I offered this suggestion, but Seian Crowell suddenly gasped in shock at something unexpected.
“Whoa! How did you know I became a demon!”
Well, it’s because I transformed all of Humanity into demons. Now that I think about it, despite everyone’s race value changing to demon, neither Ilam nor Crownpolis caused much of a stir. Sera, being her honest self, screamed the moment she found out she’d become a demon, but the others seemed intent on hiding it.
Humanity had spent a full thousand years believing the Demon Race was their mortal enemy. They must have realized that if others found out, they’d be hunted down too.
“So right now, all of Humanity is in a state of being a shy demon?”
“What are you talking about?”
“That’s just how it is.”
It would take considerable time for people to accept that they’ve become demons. I should ask Sung King to handle this—it’ll be faster. If I tell them it was all the Mother Goddess’s will, what can these pathetic humans do about it?
“I’ll use mana to activate a superhuman skill. Watch carefully and follow the flow.”
I was the King of Ten Thousand Demons, and mana was pouring out of me far more abundantly than when Professor Ilyong had first taught me how to use it. While drawing mana from my surroundings would be difficult, borrowing it from myself to activate a skill should be simple enough.
“What… what are you trying to show me?”
“Your talent is truly pathetic.”
“Hey! Keep that up and I won’t learn from you at all!”
Why was the one being taught acting more arrogant than the teacher? After demonstrating several more times, I realized that Seian Crowell’s learning ability was completely hopeless. It wasn’t just hopeless—it was beyond help. There was no answer to be found.
“This won’t work. Let’s rely on medicine instead.”
“Huh?”
I scooped Seian Crowell up in a princess carry and flew toward the Seed Storage Facility with a whoosh. At first, he screamed, but as time passed, he fell silent. I thought he’d gotten used to flying, but when I checked, the man was nearly frozen to death. We were flying at high altitude at high speed, heading straight north, and his eyelashes were frosted from the biting wind.
I landed in a nearby village, warmed him up, fed him, dressed him in winter clothes, and listened to his complaints for about thirty minutes before continuing our flight. When we arrived at the Seed Storage Facility, I left the puzzle at the entrance entirely to Seian Crowell, and he solved the 6×6 magic square while lamenting my incompetence. There are multiple solutions for a 5th-order magic square, but a 6th-order one supposedly has a fixed answer—though I have no idea what he was talking about, haha.
Like before, we suppressed our desires with medicine and entered the cultivation chamber. Since eating wouldn’t give me any experience points anyway, I dug up a single hundred-year-old fleece flower root and gave it to Seian Crowell. He looked suspicious and brushed the dirt off the root vegetable.
“This medicine is pretty potent. Is it okay to eat a lot of it in a short time? Won’t there be side effects?”
“If you won’t eat it, I’ll chew it and feed it to you myself.”
“I’ll eat it, I’ll eat it! What the hell are you doing?!”
As if you haven’t already bitten and sucked on my lips. At my words, Seian Crowell smacked my back and quickly chewed and swallowed the fleece flower root.
“Did your rank go up?”
“Yeah… but I don’t feel any other changes…”
As long as he became Super Rare, that’s good enough. It was worth coming all this way. I embraced Seian Crowell tightly and told him to focus only on using the skill.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, do we really need to… to… to hug like this?!”
“The effective range might have expanded. If there’s any possibility, I’ll test everything.”
After Seian Crowell groaned for a while, he eventually agreed to try, closing his eyes in concentration. With his flushed face right in front of me, my eyes closed in focus, I felt a wicked impulse. Before that wicked impulse could transform into something uglier, I planted a kiss on Seian Crowell’s lips.
“!”
Seian Crowell’s eyes flew open, his face turning even redder than before as he struggled in my embrace.
“Ahhhhh! I was being serious!”
“If I keep holding you like this, I’ll do something worse. If you don’t want to end up unable to marry another woman, succeed with your skill before I cause trouble.”
“What, you crazy, you absolute madman!”
His face now burning red with anger rather than embarrassment, Seian Crowell clenched his resolve and shouted the skill incantation with his eyes shut. But it didn’t seem to activate, so I wrapped my mana around his body and told him to try again.
“Skill! Nullification!”
Just now, a small amount of my mana flowed into Seian Crowell. At the same moment, I felt a crisp breeze emanating from him. It wasn’t just that his skin felt refreshed—his mind was purified as well, and the hazy fog that had clouded his thoughts dissipated.
“…Mitchell Neftis!”
“What? It worked? Did I just successfully nullify it?!”
“Damn it! That bastard!”
Everything came back to him. How that bastard arbitrarily fused skills and dumped them all on him, how everyone was waiting for him to do something, and how he’d punched my nose and disappeared while cursing about it.
That’s right—Concealment was Mitchell Neftis’s skill. But why was Mitchell Neftis’s concealment still in effect even though her existence had vanished, her status window and name had disappeared, and she’d been erased from everyone’s memories? What was the reason? There had to be some connection. There was definitely a reason why the Concealment skill had emerged from all his experiences.
“Concealment, attachment.”
Wait. What was the last skill remaining on Mitchell Neftis’s status window? It was definitely Mana Bestowal and Concealment. Both were Legendary skills. The Skill Disperser could only use Legendary skills. What if the Skill Disperser had used both?
When you put a Legendary skill into the Skill Disperser → the skill’s owner’s existence disappears. This is a clear cause-and-effect relationship. She used Mana Bestowal to turn all of humanity into demons, and Concealment to cover Mitchell Neftis’s existence, and then Mitchell Neftis vanished.
Concealment came before vanishment. Because the skill was used first, Seian Crowell’s Nullification skill could nullify the Concealment.
That keyword the Mother Goddess had mentioned back then—attachment—was it important? Mitchell had memories from when she’d fused with him, so she knew Seian Crowell had a Nullification skill. She’d fused all sorts of skills, even useless ones, but she hadn’t given him Concealment and left it as is. Perhaps she’d gambled on the hope that at least Seian Crowell would remember her?
“Wait, wait, wait, wait.”
I’m on the verge of seeing the answer right now. If concealment comes first and annihilation follows, there might be a way to restore Mitchell Neftis. I’m not certain, but I can see the possibility!

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