I Will Protect My Brother - Chapter 77

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Chapter 77
Once again, the Abyss of the Outer Universe.
The Absolute Gods, who had been peering through The Prophetic Pupil, clutched the back of their necks and staggered backward.
【That’s exactly why I told you this method won’t work, you imbeciles!】
Space around the Judge of Darkness and Chaos began to undulate irregularly. A planet that had borne the full brunt of the Star’s wrath simply burst apart.
There was a reason the Absolute Gods were so hesitant in their approach to Rosien Wynyak.
She was none other than Rozentia Renos, the reincarnation of the dead Princess of Abuye.
In the future The Prophetic Pupil had witnessed, the woman who walked alongside chaos.
She was the only clue that could lead the Absolute Gods to track the Lost Soul hidden within the Avatar’s body.
At the same time, she was also the only weapon capable of slaying the Lost Soul.
After all, the Absolute Gods, including the Broken Chaos, were not beings capable of experiencing physical death. However, they could be stripped of their power to the maximum extent and then forcibly sealed within the Abyss.
So if Rosien Wynyak would only slay the Lost Soul’s Avatar, if she would only break the covenant between the Lost Soul and its Avatar, then the Judge of Darkness and Chaos would immediately act.
He intended to annihilate the entire planet before the Lost Soul could fully escape Rahnar.
While the Lost Soul hesitated, he would seize it by the throat and cast it into the Abyss.
【Damn it, I’ll go myself. I won’t be able to sleep until I’ve captured that bastard.】
If the Lost Soul crawled across Rahnar using its Avatar, they could do the same. They could simply seize any human, forge a covenant, and possess them.
But the Omniscient Word Sorcerer sharply objected.
【Wait, Dark Soul Heart. There’s something even humans don’t understand. What will you accomplish by entering the Avatar’s body?】
【Kidnap Rosien.】
【Oh please, as if the Lost Soul’s Avatar would simply allow that. The child would burst from the strain!】
【Then we make her come to us of her own volition.】
【As if she’d abandon the Lost Soul and come to you. Do you not know the Lost Soul?】
Once called The End, the Broken Chaos excelled at seducing humans, taming them, sowing discord, and inciting them.
The Omniscient Word Sorcerer spoke with derision.
【Which will Rosien trust more—that, or your threats?】
【You dare not trust me? Me?】
【If you keep your mouth shut, I’ll believe you.】
All humans revered the Stars. There existed no human capable of defying the will of a Star.
【So don’t recklessly interfere and squander the goodwill you’ve built up. Just be quiet and wait. I will find a way to approach Rosien while preserving the dignity of the Guardian Star, no matter what it takes.】
【Fine, let’s wait. If we miss The End this time, when else will we ever find it?】
The Formless Messenger added its voice languidly.
It was then that The Prophetic Pupil, which had been observing all along, projected its will.
【According to my foresight, we must make haste. Rosien will soon face a calamity.】
【What? Did you see something new?】
Instead of answering, The Prophetic Pupil showed them the future.
The Absolute Gods wavered vacantly upon witnessing the scene reflected in those eyes.
【What is this. Rahnar… has been destroyed?】
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While the Gods of the Outer Universe were in an uproar, the situation on Rahnar was equally tumultuous.
“You’ve gone mad, Rosien!”
In the Delpiam Empire, Luize was erupting with fury since early morning after reading a letter that had arrived from Abuye.
“Kalian Wynack, this bastard finally got his hands on my sister…!”
It had already been half a year since Rosien Wynyak decided to return to Delpiam.
Which meant it had been exactly that long since she safely came of age.
Luize had sent a letter to Abuye timed with Rosien’s birthday.
He had composed it with meticulous formality since it would pass through the inspection of both nations, but the reply that came back was light-years away from what Luize had expected.

“She’s completely lost her mind.”
Luize let out a long groan and cradled his head in his hands.
There was a reason he had searched so desperately for Rosien over the past half year.
Precisely at midnight on her birthday, the hazy fog that had been lodged in his mind suddenly lifted.
Seven years ago, the memory manipulation spell that Rosien had cast on him in the Harem of the Delpiam Imperial Palace had finally been completely dispelled.
Luize finally understood the identity of what he had forgotten.
In the Harem Temple, standing in the center of a space where the floor and walls twisted unnaturally, was the Sacred Relic of Wynack, the “Great Annihilation”—and a young girl with crimson hair grasping and drawing out its sword hilt.
Behind her, a vast darkness undulated enormously, and, and…
Merely recalling the memory sent chills racing across his entire body.
‘How could I have possibly forgotten that?’
It was a miracle he hadn’t lost consciousness the moment his eyes met ‘that thing.’
Of course, immediately after he was hurled to the ground and eventually did lose his senses, but that form he had never heard of or seen before…
Yet Luize was not the only one to recover his memories.
“Rosien…!”
Alpien Kirges had come to the Whezel Mansion again today.
He was reading Rosien’s letter in Luize’s study, his eyes glistening with tears.
“So she’s destined to be devoured by that monster after all. Poor Rosien. She’s been bewitched. She’s definitely been bewitched.”
“…Just how many people did my sister cast memory manipulation on?”
Alpien said he had also seen that monstrosity. When asked when, he said it was three years ago during Rosien’s last stay in Delpiam.
In any case, thanks to sharing the experience with Alpien, it was now certain that the grotesque creature he had witnessed was no illusion.
Luize ground his teeth.
‘Kalian Wynack. I said I had a bad premonition from the first time I saw him. I never imagined he was a demon in disguise.’
If even Transcendents would be seized with terror merely by witnessing him, an ordinary human would go mad the moment they laid eyes on that form.
‘He must be killed.’
If it weren’t for Rosien, he would have immediately referred him to the International Court and had him sentenced to death!
‘No, no. If it’s a one-way Elixir rather than a mutual one, that means his life rests in my sister’s hands. All I need to do is make her regain consciousness.’
Then I had to leave for Abuye immediately.
“Kirges. I’ll request entry permission to the Abuye Kingdom right away, so prepare—”
But before Luize could finish speaking, the door burst open. Someone rushed in with a gust of wind.
It was Chronos Yeljewa. Dorian Raylo hurried in after him.
Luize’s eyes widened in shock as he jumped to his feet.
“Yeljewa, Raylo? What brings you here? Do you have entry permission?”
“That’s not important right now!”
Chronos Yeljewa shouted urgently.
For some reason, he had thrown back his hood, leaving both his eyes fully exposed.
“I have come, I have witnessed! Calamity has struck!”
Fresh, smooth skin had sprouted where his left eye had been hollow for years. It was the result of Raylo’s devoted care over three years and six months.
Though the medicinal ingredients had been strands of Rosien Wynyak’s hair and fragments of his fingernails.
“What…could it be?”
Luize’s face hardened as he sensed something ominous.
“Yeljewa. Did you see the future? Has the Prophetic Pupil been restored?!”
“Yes! The prophecy, the prophecy has returned to me. How long has it been!”
It had been nineteen years. After consuming Rosien’s hair broth multiple times over several years, just days ago Chronos had once again glimpsed the future through his Sacred Relic, the Prophetic Pupil.
He had opened his eyes the next morning and, without even time to dwell on the prophecy, rushed straight to Delpiam.
“But the content of it…!”
“The content? What is it?”
Luize waited tensely for Yeljewa’s next words.
Yeljewa clutched both his cheeks and cried out in despair.
“I saw Rahnar engulfed in a sea of flames!”
“What?”
It took Luize a moment to comprehend the meaning of those words.
“So you’re saying some part of Rahnar becomes a sea of flames…?”
“Not just some part! Everything was burning on all sides! There was no living thing left, the earth had already turned pitch black, and meteorites were raining down from the sky…!”
“That’s…surely you don’t mean like the Age of Blind Stars?”
“Yes, it bore a striking resemblance to the very era described in the records!”
The Age of Blind Stars—also known as the Age of the End. Luize’s complexion turned ashen.
“Please, tell me more specifically.”
“Kalpa Fire!”
Kalpa Fire—I was certain I had heard that term somewhere before.

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