On a street in Luxembourg, Jutta and Gowther walked with steady steps, neither too slow nor too fast.
Jutta's expression was calm, as usual, until Gowther couldn't resist the urge to question his own name, recalling his first entry into this world.
Nine years ago.
In a room with a medieval European flair, a young boy with short blond hair, raised on communist ideology, was present. His face changed to one of astonishment as he found himself in an unfamiliar place.
"Where is this place? It seems gaudy, with antique furniture," Gowther's voice was a mixture of confusion and bewilderment. This confusion began as she gradually lost touch with herself, and the experience of the original body began to return.
He spoke in a low voice for reasons unknown to him.
He felt something watching him, but he didn't feel fear towards it, only a strange familiarity whose cause he couldn't understand.
"She remembers the original body. It's Gowther McAteer, the third son of the McAteer Duchy, a specialist in failure." Because Gowther's face reflected shock, while his record was distorted, showing no trace of his past, not even his family or anything about him. So, the face of the person he met when he was a first-year student, even though their meeting was due to some coincidence, was the same. Afterwards, he bit into a few things until a young man asked him to allow him to write a novel in which he was the subject. He agreed, thinking it was a joke, but he never remembered the name exactly.
"It's impossible that I'm in a novel by the brother of that bastard, that stupid bastard, Boo... Boo... It seems she forgot her damn name," Gowther's voice was a mixture of anger and terror at the world he was in. Having read some of it, he knew that this world was dangerous.
Gowther muttered softly as the air around him changed.
After several seconds, several blue colored lights appeared, each bearing a name with a power.
Name: Gowther
Language: MacTier
Age: 6 years old
Gender: Male
Race: Pure Human
Main Wing: Inactive
Deep Wing: Blessing
Talent: ???????
Occupation: Metal
Rank +B
Merit Points: 0
Statistics
6172
Speed 7574
Clarity 7465
Durability 5758
Mana 9089
Closure 8798
Chi: Stage 6: Transcendent Spirit
Latin 2: Spirit-Body Union - Early-
Intelligence: X
Gravity: X
Fortunate: X
Skills
[New Skills]
[Medium Space -Level-]
[New Skills]
[Space-Time Concept Protocol -High Level-]
[New Skills]
[Time Armor]
[New Skills]
[Two Clones]
[New Skills]
[Bata Joy]
"Wow, the owner of this body possesses a terrifying talent. Furthermore, I have 5 abilities that operate in space and spacetime: time arming, cloning, and stealing abilities. Wait!" Wait, aren't these the same abilities I chose in my previous world? Something's going on here. Even Gowther McAteer's name is the same as the one I named Al-Safiti. That's a trivial story." Gowther's voice was calm, filled with doubt and caution about the unknown. The reason he finally entered this world after the hour, despite his different species, was that he hadn't felt any alienation since entering it.
After several minutes of silence, thoughts, and scattered experiences of his previous life, he still couldn't remember anything. He was only getting a headache.
"This is a headache. Usually, my type tries to retrieve the memories of the person in the body they transferred to, but I'm the opposite. I'm trying to retrieve my own memories from my previous life." Gowther's voice was filled with pain, especially since he hadn't yet adjusted to his current body.
A weary sigh escaped Gowther as he turned towards the ceiling of his room.
"Boutaleb, or Noubara, or Yuta, or Yuto—many names, but one person." Gowther's voice was calm as he closed his eyes and applied two red lipsticks. Surrendering to the sleep that had overcome him
Nine years after the accident
Gother brought his attention back to Yuta, speaking to himself in a tone of bewilderment he couldn't understand.
"What if I had asked for him? What would have happened then? Would I have explored the world, or come to this world? I would have been in my previous world, graduated from university, and I'm 26 now. Yet, what's even more perplexing is that I met him when I was 15, a whole year younger than my age."
"However, the real question isn't what would have happened if he had asked for him. The real question is why I didn't go to him and eat him. What was he, anyway? Would things have taken a new turn, or is he completely unrelated to all this? I remember he started writing the foundation of his novel after he met me. So, is there a role for him in this world I don't know?"
"I'm the madman who helped build a path but doesn't even know the path itself. I'm not afraid of death, but of the unknown. I don't know, but I feel that there's someone in this world who has weight, and without him, there wouldn't be anyone. I don't know, but this is bad." "After regaining some of my memories, I felt distracted."
"Yuta, did you create, know, and follow us? We are parts of something much larger than just an inflated story.
"There exists outside this world, with a moan. I am still weak, but moaning will become stronger than I am and discover this vast world."
A faint smile appeared on Yuta's face as he looked at Gowther, who was beside him, with an indefinable smile.
"Gowther, do you think we are in a Reincarnation/Isekai story?" Yuta's voice was calm as he worked with Gowther out of the corner of his eye.
"I relieved the pressure as he walked towards Yuta. He didn't understand where he was going with his question, but he was aware of one thing: reincarnation and another world. This applies to Yuta, Rikuda, Navi Christian, and Nicholas." Kazuhiro Lionel
"Yes, we are in a Reincarnation/Isekai story. That's the situation we're in. But why are you asking this question?" Gowther's voice A hint of surprise and confusion flickered across his face as Yuta, a faint smile playing on his lips, looked at him.
"There's nothing to it. What if the real answer is that we haven't been to any world? If that's true, then the events will be even more shocking and bizarre." Yuta's tone held a hint of cold sarcasm.
But beforeBefore he could speak, Yuta paused, interrupting him in a calm tone. "We've arrived at Ain Al Sultan. It's a famous Arabic restaurant in Luxembourg and one of the top 10 restaurants in Central Africa."
A deep sigh escaped Gowther's lips before he gazed at the entrance of Ain Al Sultan for a few seconds before entering.
Ain Al Sultan had a Damascene Arabic style and was established by Muhammad bin Abdullah and his brother Yusuf bin Abdullah, who were originally from the Eastern continent, the ancestral homeland of the Arabs and their main gathering place for the five contiguous continents.
At one of the tables, there were several people who appeared to be around 16 years old.
To the right, by a wall, sat Leon (Fouad), a slim and well-proportioned young man with blond hair and matching eyes. Next to him was his twin brother Inuyasha (Osama), whose face was calm as he sipped a glass of orange juice while Yuta and Gowther waited. To the left sat Christian (Yassin), and beside him, his younger brother Nicholas (Muhammad), with dark crimson hair and eyes... Two dark-skinned men, dressed in the same color as their brother Christian, stood near Inuyasha. Kazuhiro (Jesus), with his dark purple hair and two dark eyes, was dressed in simple, elegant, and practical clothes.
Each of them had a slender build, yet was incredibly strong.
Kazuhiro turned his gaze towards Gowther and Yuta, who were approaching them with steady, powerful, and commanding steps. A cold, unsmiling smile played on his lips.
"Look who's here! Our special guests have finally arrived," Kazuhiro said, his voice laced with mockery as he sipped his coffee.
Leon, Inuyasha, Nicholas, and Christian all turned their gaze towards Yuta and Gowther, who was about fifteen paces away.
"Sorry for the delay. You know how big the academy is, Versace. It's so big it's practically a city, called Luxembourg," Yuta said calmly as he sat down next to Nicholas. Gowther sat in a chair beside him. Kazuhiro
After a few seconds, a man dressed in traditional damask clothing appeared, carrying a notebook and a menu. Neither Yuta nor Gowther opened the menu.
"I'd like a cup of coffee and two dumplings. As for Gowther, give him an avocado smoothie and a small chocolate cake," Yuta said calmly, glancing at the waiter who was writing down their orders. Yuta and Gowther looked at him casually.
"Your order will be ready in just a few minutes," the waiter said respectfully, then quietly left.
A faint smile appeared on Yuta's face as he looked towards Christian.
"Bring what I asked for," Yuta said calmly, looking at Christian, who was eating some traditional damask sweets.
Christian then turned his gaze to Yuta, who was smiling at him with a blank expression.
"The core of mana and ether is sacred, and the roots of date and Gu are the ultimate origin," Christian said calmly, taking out two jewels. One was sky blue, another a cool gray, a third a golden polish bead, and a fourth, a DNA-shaped Goo with a color that blended off-white gold and crimson red, glowed with a glacial blue light above Christian's palm.
A faint smile appeared on Yuta's face as he looked at the items. Though few in number, they were incredibly rare and difficult to obtain. The dragon that had acquired them was of a rank higher than a Godmaster and billions of years old, possessing the power to easily erase this ordinary world they inhabited. However, as the rightful heir of the Vault of Fantasy, Christian was naturally stronger than the most powerful entity within the Fantasy World. Yet, he wasn't the strongest in the Vault of Fantasy Number 1 where they currently resided.
"Yes, this is what I wanted. Thank you, my friend Christian," Yuta's voice was calm as he took the smelting resources he needed to refine them instantly with a single touch.
A faint smile appeared on Christian's face as he looked at Yuta, but his focus was elsewhere.
"Yuta, I want to ask you why you didn't..." "Rikodo Navi is with us," Christian's voice was calm as he ate some sweets.
"..."
Yuta remained silent for several seconds before turning his gaze to a waiter who was a few steps away from the table where Yuta and his companions were seated.
"Here you go, sir," the waiter's voice was calm and respectful as he placed a cup of coffee and two dumplings for Yuta, and avocado juice with a small chocolate cake for Gowther.
"Good day, esteemed customers," the waiter maintained his calm and respectful tone as he left, a plate close to his chest.
Yuta took a sip of his coffee and looked at Christian, who was looking at him, his gaze demanding a somewhat logical response.
A cool smile appeared on Yuta's face as he placed a cup of coffee on the table with a dignified air.
"The reason for Rikodo Navi's (Abdul Rahman's) absence is due to two main reasons, the first of which is "Being with Aristotle's Pride Wing on a special mission, and another reason is that he has many commitments and won't be available for another year," Yuta's voice was calm as he looked sharply at Christian, dismissing any questions on the subject.
Christian's expression changed slightly as he sighed deeply. "They're already quite annoying, and there's another one coming our way," his tone was filled with indifference.
A few seconds later, a three-meter-tall man with a massive, powerful physique appeared. His upper body was covered in wounds and scars. An M-shaped scar on his left cheek made him look frightening, yet Yuta and his companions remained unmoved, which only fueled the man's anger.
"You know who I am. I am Weihua Shini, the master of the Force Path fighters, nicknamed 'The Unyielding Fist,'" Weihua Shini's voice was filled with arrogance and pride, yet their expressions remained completely unaffected by his presence. This left him and everyone present in a state of shock and disbelief.
"Isn't that the unyielding fist of Weihua Shini? He's a master of the Demonic Path, a master of Gu Ashur, above rank 7, isn't he? And yet, despite being only an average rank 8, he was able to fight those two worlds above him and kill them with ease."
"It seems those children..."They've gotten themselves into serious trouble. They shouldn't have been showing off those rare smelting resources in a place like this. What fools! They'll learn the hard way.
"Wihao Shini seems furious. It looks like he's going to kill them and take their possessions afterward."
"Even the heir to the McTair family won't be a match for him and that rising star, the Cold Sky Star, Yuta Cassiral."
A smug smile spread across Weihao Shini's lips as he looked at them.
"Oh, it seems we have two elite students from the Freslaken Academy. Lucky me! I'll get a big reward for your heads!" Weihao Shini's voice was filled with pure joy as he unleashed a murderous intent from his body. Yet, neither of their expressions changed.
Kazuhiro turned his gaze to Weihao Shini, whose face was a mixture of surprise and anger at their ignoring him.
"You, Weihao Shini, or whatever your name is, just call yourself a kid." "Be polite and get out of my sight! Your filthy face is preventing me from eating!" Kazuhiro's voice was filled with disgust and contempt for Weihua Shini.
Weihua Shini's expression shifted to shock and anger. He was so furious that his face turned bright red.
Those present were stunned. Even Death couldn't believe what they were hearing. Weihua Shini, a Rank 8 Gu Master, with the apparent strength of an early Rank 9 Gu Master, was feared and respected throughout the five continents. Yet, a mere 16-year-old boy was insulting him in this way? It was unbelievable.
"That young man seems to desperately want Death. Weihua Shini has taken the path of the most evil and cruel of all the masters. His end will be tragic."
"That young man is flirting with Death with his reckless behavior."
"Weihua Shini will show no mercy. He will tear him to pieces." Before he turns into meatballs"
"It seems that young man doesn't want to live after what he said. His end will be very tragic."
A deep sigh escaped Kazuhiro's lips as he looked towards Weihua Shini. He then tapped the air at Weihua Shini, launching him several meters. Although he didn't touch him, the air from the tap was enough to send him flying several meters into the air. He emerged from the restaurant with several serious fractures that rendered him unable to fight.
Several groans escaped Weihua Shini's lips as he tried to use a healing Gu, invoking a Rank 5 Breath-Effort Gu. However, he couldn't heal his injuries because he couldn't find one. A cold gray light erupted from Weihua Shini's stomach, and he exploded, transforming into a pool of bone, flesh, and blood scattered around the street.
Inside the restaurant, Yuta held six Gus in his hand: one Rank 7 Gu, the Ashur Supreme, which was a statue of Ashur, and a Rank 6 Breath-Effort Gu. 5. A Rank 5 High Purity Gu, a Rank 5 Sky Transcendance Gu (Movement Type), a Rank 5 Upper Space Gu (Storage Type), and a Rank 8 Diamond Blue Gu (Refinement Type).
A cold smile appeared on Yuta's face as he looked at the spoils he had collected. He muttered in a cold, calm voice, yet loud enough for everyone to hear:
"The line was successful. The operation to capture Weihua Shini was a success. Thank you, Kazuhiro."
"W-w-w-w... What were they trying to do to kill Weihua Shini from the start? They're truly monsters. It seems that Cold Sky Star Yuta Cassial truly deserves his title. Cold and cruel, like the merciless will of the heavens."
"However, Weihua Shini brought this upon himself. If he hadn't controlled his greed, he would still be alive, because greed is truly destructive."
"Nevertheless, that young man called Kazuhiro is extremely dangerous. He defeated Weihua Shini with complete ease, as if he were merely "A bug in his way."
People's tasks filled the space as they glanced occasionally towards the table where Yuta and his companions sat. Yet, no one dared to do anything except engage in pointless chatter, like a pack of barking dogs that ultimately accomplish nothing but barking, and likewise, people who chatter but do nothing. A contagious, sterile chatter.