The Baby Who Regressed Refuses Childcare - Chapter 267

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Long ago.

That is, when I had just begun researching the magic of regression itself.

Owen and I had such a conversation once.

“Master. About rifts, theoretically they should be connected to regressors, shouldn’t they?”

Rifts were ultimately contradictions created by sending a subject back to the past.

So depending on who went back to the past, and how they went back.

I expected that the interdimensional spaces and rifts created would each take different forms.

But my master didn’t agree with my opinion.

“That’s just speculation. How could we know what rifts look like in the first place? We’ve never been inside one.”

Of course, later I met Father and learned that Father had experienced a rift in my place.

But nothing changed.

“The rift I was in was just pitch-black void. A place with no one, nothing.”

The rift Father experienced was a space of nothingness.

A place where you couldn’t even know where you were or who you were.

The problem was that the rift Father experienced was our only sample.

“To guess what rifts look like, we’d need at least two people who’ve been there. But right now your father is the only one.”

“That’s right. We can’t just go around blindly searching for more people who’ve been to rifts.”

“There might not even be any. Regression isn’t exactly common magic, is it? It might be hard to find more in the same era.”

So my hypothesis was buried.

Along with my suspicion that the appearance of interdimensional spaces and rifts would vary depending on who the regressor was.

But,

“So, this moment is what that evil dragon regretted most from the past. And so this moment itself became a rift…”

Garou’s eyes looking at me slowly wavered.

“I’m trapped inside that rift, is that it?”

The sound of wind swept past our surroundings.

The sky had turned red with sunset before we knew it.

I looked at Garou’s shadowed face and nodded.

“That’s right. There’s no other way to explain this situation.”

After leaving Aminares’ hut.

I took Garou and went deep into the forest.

And first I explained about Crookiatus’ existence, regression, interdimensional spaces and rifts.

It didn’t take as long as I thought to finish the story.

Because he accepted my words readily, without doubt.

Come to think of it, that made sense.

About half a year had passed outside after Tian disappeared into the rift.

And coming inside, it seemed like time in this interdimensional space had flowed similarly.

That meant Garou had also been trapped in the same today for all that time.

I quietly stared at the countless scars carved on his arms.

‘…Maybe he doesn’t have the strength left to be surprised or afraid.’

Things like interdimensional spaces and rifts wouldn’t be particularly surprising at this point.

As if to prove my words, Garou spoke.

“Why?”

It was a very short and concise question.

“Why me? I’m not the only one involved in this moment. There are countless Michaeliann staying in the village right now, so why me of all people?”

I unconsciously closed my mouth.

Garou’s voice wasn’t one complaining about why he had to go through this.

Rather, it was a voice mixed with strange expectation and will.

I calmed my racing heart and answered clearly.

“Because you’re the key to changing this situation.”

“What?”

“To put it differently, if you hadn’t been here, Crookiatus would have seized everything he wanted.”

I kept thinking.

Why this interdimensional space, which I thought would be an infinite void with nothing, was the Michaeliann Gorge of the past.

Why the bracelet Father gave me kept saying Garou was the rift.

There was only one answer.

‘This interdimensional space was forcibly created when Crookiatus was annihilated.’

And Crookiatus had one very deep and old grudge.

That Grandmother had survived and escaped on the day he massacred the Michaeliann.

Crookiatus’ end ultimately stemmed from this one small incident.

As a result of Grandmother surviving, the Michaeliann bloodline continued unbroken.

From Grandmother to Mother, then from Mother to me.

And the power of Lasandra inherited this way,

“Both you and I will disappear from this world—!!!”

Finally killed Crookiatus once more.

‘So, the evil dragon might have imagined over and over as he was annihilated.’

A today where Grandmother didn’t survive, without going the long way around.

A future where all Michaeliann died according to his plan and he recovered his complete power.

I steadied my breathing and stared at Garou.

“First, let me explain who I am.”

It was a story I had to tell to reveal everything.

“The story about being an illegitimate child was a lie. It’s a bit complicated, but to put it simply, I came from the future.”

“…The future?”

“As I told you, my name is Annellia Abner. And my grandmother’s name is…”

“…”

“Sharon Abner.”

Garou’s eyes widened.

“Sharon got married and had a child?”

“Yes.”

“And that child had a daughter, and that’s you?”

“Exactly.”

Garou’s pupils shook, unable to find their bearings.

He stared intently at my hair, then looked at my eyes again.

After that, he gazed searchingly at my cheeks, nose bridge, and even my ear tips.

“…Right, I thought you looked familiar.”

Garou’s voice trembled faintly.

“Then, you’re really…”

I scratched my cheek and nodded.

“That’s right. It’s a bit awkward meeting for the first time, but I’m your great-granddaughter.”

An awkward silence flowed between us.

He was the first to break the silence and speak.

“So what you’re saying is. My daughter, whom I couldn’t save no matter what I tried these past few months, Sharon.”

“….”

“You’re saying there’s a way to save her?”

I looked at Garou and nodded.

“Probably. At least where I came from, Grandmother was living healthily. She’s seventy-two this year but still goes out hunting.”

Garou briefly held his breath.

Then he slowly ran his hand down his face.

Blood was seeping from wounds on the back of his hand that looked recently carved.

“What should I do?”

He let out a sigh and took a step closer to me.

“Those bastards chased us down no matter where we fled and found us. Then they killed everyone brutally, leaving not a single one alive.”

“….”

“So tell me. How can I save Sharon? How should I hide Aminares and the other Michaeliann Bloodline members?”

Behind him, the sun completely disappeared.

It meant that today’s attack—who knows how many times this had happened to Garou—would begin soon.

I slowly steadied my breathing.

“…Unfortunately, the only one we can save is our grandmother, Sharon.”

Garou’s expression went blank.

“At least where I came from, that’s how it was. Grandmother was the only Michaeliann who survived this attack.”

“What about Aminares?”

Instead of answering, I lowered my gaze.

I couldn’t bring myself to continue speaking.

“I can’t abandon Aminares… the other Michaeliann.”

Garou muttered as if entranced.

I took a deep breath and raised my head.

“…You know it, don’t you? That there’s no way to save everyone.”

Garou closed his mouth.

“Until you carved all those marks on your arm. Was there ever a single time when the ending wasn’t total annihilation?”

Garou’s lips trembled.

I continued with a heavy heart.

“…We can’t save everyone. Especially evacuating Aminares is impossible. She’s the head of the bloodline, so if she disappears, Crookiatus will notice.”

If the evil dragon realizes someone escaped, things will become more complicated.

Since his goal is to kill every single Michaeliann without exception.

He will use all his power to search even more thoroughly.

Then the probability of even one person surviving would become even lower.

“But it might be possible to hide and smuggle out one five-year-old child.”

I looked at Garou with serious eyes.

“Hide Grandmother under the Central Altar. The future Grandmother I know said that’s how she survived.”

A short breath escaped from Garou’s mouth.

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