How could there not be? Setting aside everything else, Li himself was an outsider, and his influence on this world would become enormous in the future—so enormous that it would definitely surpass even a stupid dragon like Index.
What truly worried Li was that Index kept talking about Acnologia's people. In fact, Acnologia really was a powerful ruler in the records of this world, but Li guessed he merely shared a name with that black dragon. After all, who had ever heard of a monarch personally stepping into the ring to fight?
Yet what Index had just said made Li feel inexplicably uncomfortable. That was right—if things followed the original plot of Fairy Tail, or the timeline Li had known, then Index's words did not add up. But if they were compared to the story Li had made up for the Feather Spirit Clan village chief, they quietly matched.
At that thought, a notion flashed through Li's mind. Had I come to a world like this, or had this world changed because of my arrival? Had even its past been altered?
Li looked at Index's corpse before him and fell silent for a moment. If he had not killed it outright just now, perhaps he could have gotten some answers from it about the history of the past. But now it was dead beyond dead, so there was nothing left to ask.
Still, Li hesitated somewhat over how to deal with Timaria. From beginning to end, Timaria had not actually done anything to him. Her brother, Michelangelo, had always wanted to win him over, and Timaria herself had no grudge against him. If anything, Li had been the one who had teased her when she was still young and inexperienced.
Although Timaria had tracked him all the way here this