Chapter 283 Is Here! (cont.)

When Nitze arrived at the Cyclops' camp, it was already deserted.

Only a little girl was still waiting for him there, explaining that the corrupted Ursus army would arrive soon, and the Cyclops would have to pay a price to secure their future...

At the time, Nitze didn't understand what the other party meant. He simply followed custom and went with the girl to the ceremony to protect her.

That war was arguably the most brutal battlefield Nitze had ever experienced.

The corrupted Ursus soldiers were even more terrifying and ferocious than the Sarkaz, relentlessly attacking his army, and he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

And in the end... the Cyclops completed their ritual.

And through the beam of light that shot into the sky, Nitze also saw something...

He saw himself, and he also saw a piece no bigger than the palm of his hand embedded in a bead-shaped object.

The space to the side was an inaccessible darkness.

In the vast distance, all that could be seen were twinkling stars... and a gigantic fireball!

Suddenly, something resembling the moon drew a strange curve in the air and finally came to a stop.

In the chaotic darkness, he could see nothing.

But soon, he sensed a connection...

In that tiny space, barely the size of a palm... he could feel his own breath and heartbeat...

He realized that the land he had been walking on was the tectonic plate he saw before him, and that he lived on a sphere... and beyond this sphere... there were many, many more things...

And the moon in the sky above Terra... only one of them is real...

His thoughts were then abruptly disconnected.

On the battlefield, all the Ursus people were dead, and his soldiers were reduced to less than one-tenth... The Cyclops had vanished, leaving only one heavily wounded Cyclops, who looked like mummies, kneeling before him as if praying for him.

He led the surviving troops back to Kazdel.

From that day on, he began to read all the ancient books on Terra without stopping.

For this reason, he even learned many languages... even though he had never met anyone from those countries in his life...

Or perhaps it was a sign of divine favor.

After spending an unrecorded amount of time, he finally found a common description of that planet in ancient texts from Yan, Kazdel, Laterano, and an unknown, presumably oceanic, kingdom.

"Gordan."

In those descriptions, the moon is its eye, the sky is its body, and the entire Terra is a plaything in its hands. The gods, the Ancients, and even everything on Terra are but fleeting moments in its presence.

No one knows what He is doing, nor does anyone know why He remains on Terra.

He might be playing a game, or he might just be spacing out.

It's really hard for human beings to understand such a concept.

But all the records point to one thing.

When He truly awakens, everything will return to its original state...

There is only one path left for everyone...

"Returning to Ananna..."

Nitze sat in front of Maria and slowly recounted the little information he had gathered throughout his life's work.

Although few in number, these are already waves of wisdom gathered from the entirety of Terra.

This is Terra's rebellion.

But it appeared so weak and ridiculous.

After listening quietly to everything the other person had to say, Maria frowned slightly.

She did know a little about the Skyborne Great Beast Gordan, but not much of it was useful.

Aside from what she already knew—that she finally had a general idea of the other party's enormous size—the only useful information was this:

"Ananna... what is that?"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I haven't been able to find any information about this either."

Nitze shook his head helplessly.

After gathering intelligence, he also continued to search for the being named Ananna.

However, it is clear that because so much time has passed and the information has been passed down in such a fragmented way, he no longer knows what Ananna is.

It could be a person, an object... or even a metaphor for a plan or a description of an action.

He has so much to face, and he knows so little about it.

Maria also gently rubbed her temples.

"If that's the case... then why are you telling me all this now? Our agreement was that you would tell me everything you knew about the Skyborne Great Beast Gordan, after I had protected Kazdel, right?"

"Because of this..."

Of course, Nitze wouldn't suddenly tell Maria the news ahead of time without a reason. The reason he did so was because he had intercepted some intelligence.

Maria took the document and began to skim through it.

The document is divided into two parts: one is unreadable gibberish, and the other is the deciphered file.

"Just a few days ago, when you and I were attacking the Victoria camp, my men intercepted a classified intelligence report during the retreat."

"After retrieving it, they cracked its secret and wanted to gain military merit from me."

"And most of it... was about battlefield planning, but one sentence led me to my current choice."

Nitze raised his head, and beneath the white cloth strip, his gaze was cold and chilling...

Maria silently flipped to the end of the document.

Above... there is only one simple sentence highlighted in red.

Ananna's mistakes will eventually be corrected.

"You are the Demon King now?"

Seeing the white girl holding Lantern in front of her, Kal'tsit, confined in the cage, whispered.

The surrounding area was covered with writings by the Banshees.

It's obvious who caused all of this.

But in reality, Maria didn't take away the Mon2tr that had already burrowed back into Kal'tsit's spine; instead, she just left it there openly.

Kal'tsit still has a chance to escape.

Even Kal'tsit herself didn't understand why Maria spared her life.

But in fact, the reason Maria did this was very simple.

Kal'tsit will still exist in the future, and she will still recognize herself.

That means I didn't kill the other person.

Considering she didn't want to interfere too much in the future, Maria chose to let the other party go.

In fact, killing the other person and imprisoning them yield the same result.

She simply needed the Allied Forces to lose contact.

"Who are you?"

Although Theresa was initially shocked by the other person's miserable state, she couldn't help but frown after regaining her senses.

Who is this person? And why is he here?

After having his limbs broken, he was chained up, and with the Banshees's alarm... Theresa couldn't fathom what he could have committed to be locked up here.

And... isn't the person in front of me Feline?

How did it end up in the Sarkaz castle dungeon?

"..."

Kal'tsit did not answer; she simply stared at the black crown atop the other's head, her brow furrowed.

After a moment of silence, she spoke again.

"Perhaps you could ask her..."

"She?"

Theresa was somewhat puzzled.

But soon, slender fingers touched the girl's shoulder.

"Alas!"

The sudden touch made the girl tense up. She turned sharply and looked at the other person.

Maria stood silently behind her.

His expression was serene.

What are you doing here?

Maria asked the question calmly.

In the dim light, her gaze was unfocused.

Theresa, standing to the side, was also somewhat flustered and dared not look Maria in the eye.

She didn't know why Maria was in this dungeon, nor what Maria's relationship was with the other people in the cell; she was simply instinctively terrified by her presence.

The dungeon was devoid of light, the Lantern's light flickering dimly.

"..."

"Never mind, it's not important."

Maria shook her head slightly, not dwelling too much on the girl. After a few moments of thought, she reached out her hand to the girl.

This frightened the girl so much that she instinctively shrank back.

But clearly, Maria didn't intend to harm the girl; she simply took the Lantern from the girl and hung it on the wall nearby.

The area illuminated by the raised light was now much larger.

It was only then that the girl noticed that Maria was holding another plate.

After the simple Bone Pen of the Banshees opened the cell door, Maria took out the room's food tray and placed a new meal on it.

She had been preparing food for him all along.

Maria frowned and turned her head away as she looked at the leftover vegetables on the plate she had picked up.

"You shouldn't be a picky eater..."

Maria placed great importance on food.

"Tsk--"

Kal'tsit turned her head away, not wanting to look Maria in the eye.

But Maria had her own way of dealing with these untamed wild cats.

She didn't care about what happened last time, but quietly put down the food this time and then spoke seriously.

"If I still see leftover vegetables tomorrow, then next time you'll only see vegetables in your dinner."

"You think you can threaten me?"

"Of course I can."

Maria calmly carried the food out of the cell and then closed it.

Kal'tsit's calm demeanor infuriated her.

But there was nothing they could do.

After all, in this place, only Maria would bring her food.

Although this woman was strange, Kal'tsit had to admit that, compared to the other Sarkaz, Maria was probably the least hostile one towards her.