On Sunday, July 7th, 777, in the world of Himlear, a rural noble family welcomed their seventh child—a seemingly ordinary girl who, from birth, appeared to have an indissoluble bond with the number...
Even if people in this world break through the sixth level and greatly improve their life level, they will not gain eternal life.
It usually only increases lifespan to about three times its original value.
Humans and orcs have a lifespan of 300 years, dwarves have a lifespan of 900 years, and elves have a lifespan of 3,000 years.
Olubet is a human, so even if he is S-rank, he can only live for three hundred years at most.
What if that person still doesn't show up before his life ends?
The power of taboo has awakened, and even the afterglow of power that is radiated unintentionally will bring about a curse-like influence. When he is alive, he can still sit in the seal and suppress the influence, but if he dies.
This power will inevitably leak out, and people around the world will eventually realize its existence. At that time, the entire world will be plunged into an unprecedented struggle because of it...
In order to prevent all this from happening, and also to allow the person that the forbidden power is truly waiting for to meet it smoothly.
Olubet gave up his human form and his life, becoming an eternal heroic spirit to guard this place until...
... ...
"... ...This world actually has such a secret."
After Olubet explained the whole story, Hulim was still in shock for a long time.
The story Olubet told her was far beyond her understanding.
Even though she had learned many secrets of this world from Semiris, this forbidden power that could directly determine the future of the world was still unheard of.
"Twelve years ago..."
Olubet spoke again.
"The awakened forbidden power suddenly changed the indifference of hundreds of years, causing a violent fluctuation. Because they couldn't anticipate such an event, the seal here was broken."
“Although I repaired it in time and blocked the aftermath of the power from spreading outward, I could only limit the scope to the entire mountain range and could no longer suppress it completely.
Fortunately, if it is confined to a mountain range, it won’t attract too much attention in the short term...”
"More importantly—"
Olubet looked at Hulim with excitement in his eyes.
"It will fluctuate, it must be the person it is waiting for has appeared!"
"Um...why do you think it's me?"
Hulim asked.
"It must be you!"
Olubet said firmly.
"The fact that you're here is the best proof! Fate can awaken it, and it must be guiding you! No matter where you are or what your identity is when you were born, fate will definitely lead you here!"
"And, needless to say, the magic circle above can only be fully activated by someone with my bloodline!"
“… …”
No wonder they wanted to collect my blood...
"besides... ..."
Olubet looked up and down at Hulim's height.
"You are twelve now, right?"
“… …”
All right... ...
Hulim was completely speechless.
Now that there are so many signs, even she herself is really starting to doubt it.
Could it be that I was really led here by fate?
Think about it carefully.
I came here because I learned about my ancestors from Irus, but if I had never met Irus, wouldn't this trip to the south have never happened?
Thinking back to my encounter with Irus, it really felt like fate had intervened...
"Um... Ancestor, the main reason I came here is to find you."
Regardless of whether it is fate or not, or whether it is taboo or not, Hulim has not forgotten the main purpose of coming here.
"Irus told me that you have the remaining two styles of Haieral swordsmanship. In order to learn them, I came here to look for any traces of your existence."
"Oh, is this how fate guides you? No wonder you're here at the age of twelve..."
“… …”
Is this topic of fate unresolved?
"By the way, Irus... what a nostalgic name. Is that guy still traveling now?"
Come to think of it, the ancestor and Irus were friends who knew each other.
"No, Irus is not traveling now. She opened a potion shop in Langard that doesn't even have a sign."
"Is that so? That's quite typical of her... If you want to learn swordsmanship, that's no problem! How about—"
"Everything I have in my life I left to you the day I gave up my human life. Come with me."
As he spoke, Olubet walked towards a certain passage.
Seeing this, Hulim hurriedly followed.
After a while, Olubet brought Hulim to a hall.
The floor and walls here are paved with the same gray stone bricks. The four corners of the room are supported by a huge stone pillar. In the center of the room, there is a stone platform with a pitch-black sword inserted on it.
"... Herkemu, your new master has arrived."
Olubet looked at the pitch-black sword and said with mixed emotions.
"Ancestor, that sword, could it be..."
"Um."
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