A day later...
Ting.
---
Skill [Cradle of Memories] Activated
---
"…Ughhh…"
I let out an exhausted breath.
"Today has really been hectic, hasn't it?" Ray giggled—lifting me up effortlessly.
"…Yes, it has," I muttered, leaning against him.
"All that questioning… and then mother and father nagging us because we didn't stay together…
…Ughhh… and besides—Ray, I'm not a child anymore. Don't casually lift me up."
"I will," he replied lightly. "Hehe."
"Moving on—don't you think we should start preparing for the Foreign Gods?"
(This time…)
A book page formed in my hand.
Among many Foreign Gods, the most active ones are Rael and Shefarim.
Unlike Rael, Shefarim is the one we should be most careful of.
"…Yeah," I said quietly.
"Rael and Regra don't interfere with the world much… but Shefarim…
…she's a tricky foe."
Pages began falling—
from a pitch-black ceiling—
drifting down like snow.
The floor beneath us—
like water—
rippled gently with each page that touched it.
"We shouldn't judge them yet," Ray said calmly."We don't know their stance."
"…Since Rael has already appeared…
…Regra and Shefarim will too.
…There's bound to be a butterfly effect."
"…Your existence alone…
…and how things have already changed…
…that itself has caused one."
A single page fell—
separate from the rest.
It landed softly.
I picked it up.
[Constellation Test will begin at the age of 10]
"What do you think will happen?" Ray asked, watching me.
"…My future role will be decided by that test," I replied. "…I'm… nervous."
"Of course you are."
Ray smiled—
and tore the page into pieces.
"Aamon's alignment was Magic," he continued."So he became a magic caster, didn't he?"
"…Yeah... Aiden will get Swordsmanship alignment."
"Aamon was personally trained, right?" Ray asked.
"Yeah… He's the heir of the Jernova family after all.
I think my uncle trained him…
…You know—he used to secretly sneak into the mansion for some reason."
"Yeah, yeah—I know."
Two words drifted through the air—
glowing faintly—
[Rael]
[Regra]
"They're complete opposites…
…but they get along too well."
"Shefarim is the dangerous one," Ray said, his tone lowering slightly. "If he becomes your enemy…
…we can seal the others.
…but he?
…Even the main character couldn't seal him."
"…Yeah…
I don't even have plot armor."
I glanced upward—
and booed at the system.
"You do."
Ray chuckled.
"Look."
A page floated toward me.
---
[Mind Palace]
Grants immunity to mental attacks, along with detection, analysis, and future prediction within certain limit.
---
"Shefarim uses mental attacks, doesn't he?" Ray asked.
"…This?"
I pointed at a single phrase.
[within certain limit]
"It'll get breached.
…Even with all the skills and buffs…
…he still managed to affect the main character...
…After a few months…
I'll have to go to the temple for the Constellation Test."
"Then your Royal Academy arc begins," Ray interrupted—laughing mockingly.
"…I have a long way to go, don't I?
…I mean…
…after a few years, Aiden will go through the same process…
….and enter the Royal Academy too."
Ray looked at me—
amused.
"…Do you think I've been saying you worry too much for nothing?"