The shadows of the old world, the tides of the new era. Light and darkness, chaos and dawn... arise alternately in a world of machinery and witchcraft!
But what does this have to do with me, ...
"I don't know how to explain it."
"Don't give me that... I was the one who taught you all that theory, and now you want to tell me I don't understand what you explained?"
His basic knowledge of magic was indeed taught by Lucille, so it would not be easy to get away with it.
"Okay, but I want to tell you that I am not the son of your mentor." Make your position clear first, otherwise the relationship will become even more complicated!
"This knowledge, especially the knowledge related to alchemists' pursuit of resurrection or immortality, was told to me by my mother."
"But isn't she dead?" Lucille asked in surprise.
OK~
This expression made Sean feel okay. It seemed that the little girl was still a little girl after so many years. Even though her body had grown up, her innate characteristics remained the same. She believed what she said.
"This involves some kind of mysterious power, we can call them ancient gods!"
Sean explained the power of Shub-Niggurath and the story of the Gate of Truth in a different way.
He said that his mother Ayla's ability was due to receiving that power, so he obtained the information when he visited her tombstone. She also recorded a similar day and placed it in Jagun's palace.
"But why didn't you say it before?"
"If I hadn't asked you to come and see for yourself, you wouldn't have believed it... What you were about to do was no different from what Rachel did, except that your obsession wasn't as strong."
"Teacher, the power of the Cain Slate is unreliable. I advise you not to insist on this matter any longer."
Looking at the other party [hesitating! ]
Sean felt that Lucille should be able to feel the terrifying extent of this uncontrollable power this time. If there were more skeletons just now, she might not be able to escape unscathed...
Even if it is possible!
No……
No way.
Sean rejected his own idea.
Two or three undead have no killing power, but what about ten thousand or a hundred thousand?
No one can struggle in the face of death.
"but……"
"Believe me, this is also to protect you!" Sean said.