This script had no coercive power and would not force Shade to do anything against his will. But everything written on it would absolutely happen and could not be changed. It was as though an invisible hand manipulated Destiny, which was why Shade had appeared beneath the grape arbor again.
With his strength far inferior to his opponent's, Shade had no other choice. Never before had he desired power so desperately. It was not as though he had never strengthened himself in the past, but the Outlander had only just arrived in this world.
"In a world like this, strength really is necessary."
He took a breath to calm himself and forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart. Shade stared at the other man, then slowly took out the pendant holding the Blood Ring. The man smiled when he saw it.
"So this was stolen by you as well."
But it was not.
Shade took out the box containing the Dice of Destiny. The man opened it and looked somewhat surprised.
"This is that Keeper of Secrets Level Relic? A rare Relic capable of interfering with Destiny? I see. You relied on this to resist the Script. Interesting, interesting. You're actually a correspondence Ring Arcanist from Saint Byrens Comprehensive College?"
He clearly knew a great deal about these Relics.
Shade took out the pendant holding the Silver Moon Orb on his chest. The man glanced at it and shook his head.
"What is all this random junk? How strange."
Shade made no further moves. The man looked at him, a fierce glint appearing in his eyes as his right hand tapped the Stone Table.
"There's more. You have something else unusual on you. Another Me told me. He would not lie to me."
So Shade took out the bag of