At this, Kuize's expression froze instantly, and his eyes, once filled with sorrow and helplessness, welled up with countless shades of astonishment.
"You..."
"What do those words..."
"Mean?"
Yelun answered with a smile:
"Sorry, but I cannot say too much about that."
"Otherwise, the future will shift again because of the butterfly effect."
"Just pretend you heard nothing just now."
Kuize fell silent in thought for a while, then shook his head with a complicated expression.
"Heh, easy for you to say..."
As he spoke, Kuize lowered his gaze and discovered that all the color in his body had, without his noticing, begun to slowly fade.
Seeing this, he understood that he did not have much time left here.
After all, the target of Time Source Soulheart—Havijordan's soul incarnation—had now been utterly annihilated.
For that reason, Kuize, who did not belong to this present spacetime, would soon return to the original track.
And that was the absolute "reality."
As for everything Kuize saw before him now, when all was said and done, it was merely a "phantom" of the past.
With that thought, Kuize turned gloomily toward Yelun before him and asked in an even tone:
"In any case."
"Even in the present spacetime I inhabit, you have not completely disappeared. Your will still exists somewhere within Havijordan."
"Is that right?"
Yelun nodded lightly.
"Yes."
Kuize continued unhurriedly:
"Then... will we have a chance to meet again in the future?"
Yelun shook his head.
"I don't know."
Kuize's expression stiffened slightly. He clearly had not expected such an answer from the man before him.
"You don't know?"
"How is that possible?"
"Have you not already reached the realm of Omniscience?"
With a bitter smile, Yelun explained:
"No. The future I can foresee has a limit in terms of time."
"And