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Chapter 99 - Chapter 73 - Six Faced World

Chapter 73: Six Faced World [Claude POV]

Charles reached for the Volden folio while I still had one finger on the final page.

"Don't fold that," I said.

His hand stopped above the parchment. "I wasn't going to."

"You were thinking about it."

"I was thinking about the courier who leaves at the fourth bell. If those pages miss him, their owner charges us another week."

Outside the study, men were loading the northbound wagons. Axles knocked against paving stones, harness rings clicked, and somebody in the courtyard argued about lamp oil.

We were leaving Milishion at dawn. Charles had given me until the courier arrived to finish three months of historical work.

Thirty-one documents covered the table, seven bound books and the rest copies, loose notes, or fragments whose owners preferred not to be named.

Red cord marked Church publications, blue marked royal archives, and undyed twine marked everything acquired through private hands.

The arrangement had begun as a way to keep the sources separate. It had become the only reason I could see the disagreement.

I pushed two red-bound histories beside an older copy on blue thread.

The first red version described one world beneath one sky, with six gods appointed over its peoples. The older copy described six worlds joined so each might bear the weakness of the others.

Charles read both openings again without touching the pages.

"Translation drift?" he asked.

"Possible. The same older construction appears in three languages, though, from two archives that never shared a copyist."

Every Millis edition printed within the last two centuries used the newer wording. Two Asuran school histories had copied it closely enough to preserve the same unusual word order.

Charles pulled a chair closer. The courier had stopped being the most urgent thing in the room.

"Six worlds," he said. "Not six continents."

The old text treated them as separate places joined at their boundaries, six faces arranged around an empty center. Their connection had kept an unstable creation intact.

I opened a travel account written in an old Demon God hand. Half the characters had faded into the grain of the parchment.

It recorded families arriving through a gate after the Demon World failed. The Beast and Sky accounts described the same flight across different dates and routes.

"The Human World," Charles said.

"The only one that remained."

A dull ache gathered behind my left eye. The words on the page stayed still, but another memory settled behind them, older than the room and far less orderly.

Five fell. Everyone who could run came here.

Kuro's certainty was not evidence. It was direction, and direction had saved us often enough that confusing it with proof would eventually get someone killed.

I wrote confirmed beside the refugee accounts. Beside the cause, I wrote unresolved.

Charles watched the ink dry. "You already knew."

"I carried an answer. That isn't the same as proving it belongs to this history."

I moved four fragments into a row. Each described the first Dragon God's campaigns against another world. None agreed on why the campaigns began.

One blamed the Demon God. Another blamed the murder of the Dragon God's wife. A third claimed the Dragon race had always intended conquest. The last surviving section began with negotiations involving the Human God, then lost six lines where damp had eaten through the page.

"Convenient damage," Charles said.

"Suspicious damage. We don't promote suspicion into fact because the hole is well placed."

Orsted might know who had started the campaigns, but he had not given us that account. Until he did, Hitogami remained the working cause because his methods, Kuro's memory, and Orsted's hostility all pointed toward him.

The documents proved only the destruction and the migration.

Charles tapped the newer Millis history. Its version solved a theological problem by making the world singular from the beginning. Six linked worlds, five dead gods, and five refugee peoples invited questions that a creation story could avoid.

Calling the change suppression would have required a chain of deliberate decisions. The pages supported editing and doctrinal convenience, nothing more.

He gave me the brief look he used when I had declined an attractive conclusion.

"You sound disappointed," he said.

"I prefer enemies who document their crimes."

"Most organizations consider that poor practice."

He reached for the Volden folio again. This time he slid it toward me.

"Last problem," he said. "Then I take this away before you decide the courier can wait."

Einar Volden had been an Asuran scholar two centuries earlier. His notes were cramped, impatient, and better sourced than some published books.

The first page held three names in a vertical row, Demon Dragon King Laplace, Technique God Laplace, and Demon God Laplace.

Most current histories began with the third name. Demon God Laplace raised an army, began the Laplace War, and was sealed by the surviving heroes.

That account was not wrong. It began too late.

I placed Volden's oldest source beside a Dragon race fragment. Both described a mixed-blood warrior who served the first Dragon God. After the Dragon World fell, the same warrior escaped into the Human World and later carried the title of Dragon God himself.

Charles read the translated lines. "Demon Dragon King."

"The original Laplace," I said. "Not human, and not yet the demon king from the later war."

The next source was worse. Fire had taken both edges, leaving a narrow column of text down the center. It described a battle between Laplace and the Fighting God during the Second Human-Demon War.

Volden had copied the missing portions from another version before that copy vanished into a private collection.

His reconstruction described a body failing and a purpose dividing. One remnant retained power without magic, while the other retained magic and a broken purpose.

After that battle, the Demon Dragon King disappeared from the record. Two later sources named the Technique God, three named the Demon God, and one monument listed both among the Seven Great Powers.

"So one became two."

"That is the conclusion with the fewest unsupported steps."

"Not that the Technique God became the Demon God."

"No. They are separate halves of the same earlier Laplace. The Technique God kept physical power and accumulated technique. The Demon God kept the magic and a damaged command aimed at humanity."

Charles sat back and studied the monument copy. The Technique God had built the ranking system and placed himself first, though the records could not distinguish accurate measurement from vanity.

"You sound disappointed again."

"Vanity would make him easier to model."

The courtyard bell rang once. Charles looked toward the door.

"One bell," he said.

"You said the fourth."

"I wanted you to feel urgency before midnight. Continue."

I took the final bundle from beneath the folio. These pages discussed the end of the Laplace War, when Dragon God Urupen, Perugius, North God Kalman, and their allies forced Demon God Laplace into a seal.

Across three copies, the verbs shifted between bound and sealed. None used killed.

The split had happened before the Laplace War. The sealing came at its end.

I opened Volden's genealogical notes. He had tracked recurring traits through families that had never gone near the final battlefield. Green hair appeared in one branch, unusual mana capacity in another, and bodies unable to sustain battle aura in a third.

The pattern spread across generations instead of radiating from one place.

The Laplace Factor was not debris from either battle. When the heroes defeated Demon God Laplace, he used a Dragon race reincarnation method that sent his physical and magical traits forward through descendants.

Given enough generations, those traits could converge in a body capable of receiving him. The mechanism was supported, while the timetable remained unclear.

A factor was a trait, not a second mind. It did not make its carrier loyal to Laplace or dangerous by itself.

Charles looked at the notes, then at me. "Rudeus."

"Known carrier. Known ally. Strong evidence that the distinction matters."

The earlier briefing had assumed the Church might possess a list of carriers. Nothing on the table supported it. Millis scholars recognized some visible traits, especially green hair, but their knowledge of the reincarnation mechanism was inconsistent.

Inventing an enemy archive would have made our work simpler. It would not have made the archive real.

Charles gathered the red-bound books first.

"What do you want from us?"

"Preserve every version. Record provenance separately from content. No operative approaches someone because of a suspected factor. If a source claims the Technique God and Demon God are the same person, they record whether it means common origin or present identity."

"That wording will make the archivists complain."

"They'll complain accurately."

"Better than most complaints we receive from them."

He tied the Volden folio with undyed cord and left one clean sheet in front of me.

"The second bell is the real deadline," he said. "Mike wants the command version before the wagons close."

"You said the fourth."

"You would have used all four."

Charles carried the source stack out. The room changed without it, broad patches of clean wood appearing where three months of borrowed history had been.

On the remaining sheet, I wrote what we could defend.

ARBALEST INTELLIGENCE BRIEFING

Restricted to command staff

The Six-Faced World began as six separate worlds joined around a central void. Five were later destroyed, and surviving peoples fled into the remaining Human World. Current populations descend from both native humans and refugees. Available records confirm the destruction, but they do not independently prove who engineered it.

Hitogami remains Arbalest's primary divine adversary. Multiple sources point toward his involvement in the conflicts that destroyed the other worlds, while Orsted's conduct and Kuro's retained knowledge support that assessment. Treat the conclusion as operationally strong and historically incomplete.

The name Laplace refers to three connected identities. The original Demon Dragon King Laplace was of Dragon and Demon descent and later became the second Dragon God.

A battle with the Fighting God split him into two beings. The Technique God retained physical power and martial knowledge, while Demon God Laplace retained immense magic and later began the Laplace War.

Demon God Laplace was sealed, not killed. Laplace Factors are inherited traits produced by his reincarnation method as it prepares possible future vessels. A carrier is not a fragment of Laplace's personality and must not be treated as hostile on that basis.

Millis histories simplify these events and should not be used alone for ancient strategic conclusions. We have no verified evidence that the present Church possesses a complete account, a coordinated suppression program, or a registry of factor carriers.

I sanded the page, sealed it, and took it to Mike.

[Mike POV]

I read Claude's briefing once for information and once for everything he had refused to claim.

The second reading was more useful.

Claude sat across from me with ink on two fingers and a headache he had not mentioned. Behind him, the study shelves stood half empty. Charles and the courier had won their race.

Outside, the northbound wagons were still being loaded. Every few minutes a wheel crossed the loose stone beside the wall, and the lamp flame leaned with the vibration.

"Five worlds destroyed," I said. "Cause unverified."

"Historically unverified," Claude said. "Operationally, Hitogami remains the best-supported cause."

"That distinction will survive contact with our officers?"

"If they read the words."

"An ambitious expectation."

I set the first page aside.

"The old version said the Church knew everything," I said. "Secret archives, bloodline records, deliberate erasure."

"The evidence didn't support it."

"You wrote that version."

"I wrote past the evidence."

He said it without defending himself. Claude could spend an hour building a position and abandon it in one sentence if a source failed beneath it.

That habit was expensive in the short term and had saved us far more in the long term.

"How much of this came from Kuro?" I asked.

"The direction. Some of the answers. None of the paper."

"And the paper matters because?"

"His knowledge describes a version of the world before our interference. We have already changed events he expected. I won't classify inherited memory as independent confirmation of itself."

I looked at the seal in the lower corner. "Good."

"You sound surprised."

"I'm deciding whether to charge your other selves for archive access."

"Kuro has no current income."

"Then his debt will be assigned to you."

The next page held the three Laplace names. I read that section more slowly.

"The original was a Dragon God," I said. "Then the Fighting God split him."

"Into the Technique God and Demon God."

"Then the demon half started the war centuries later and was sealed."

"Yes."

"Not fragmented at the final battle."

"No."

"Good. The previous version made the war sound like it caused everything sharing Laplace's name."

Claude rubbed ink from his thumb. It had already dried into the lines of his skin.

"It confused two events," he said. "That made the explanation cleaner and the history false."

"Clean explanations sell well."

"We're not selling this one."

"Everything gets sold. Sometimes the price is only what people do after they believe it."

I tapped the paragraph on the Laplace Factor.

"This sentence stays."

"Which one?"

"A carrier is not hostile on that basis. If this reaches a frightened field commander without that line, we'll create our own enemy."

"Agreed."

"Do we know anyone besides Rudeus?"

"Not with enough certainty to record."

"Then we don't go looking?"

"We study the mechanism. We don't hunt people who may carry a trait they didn't choose."

That was the correct answer, though correct answers still needed procedures or they became good intentions in expensive clothing.

I pulled the departure ledger closer.

"Charles controls the source archive," I said. "Any field report involving suspected factors goes to him unopened by local command. No recruitment approach, no detention, and no medical examination without consent."

"Add no visible-trait classification. Green hair is not evidence."

"It is evidence. It isn't proof."

"Fair correction."

I wrote the restriction beneath the wagon allocations. The ink looked absurd there, between three crates of barrier plates and an argument over winter oats, but that was where policy became real.

"What changes in Fittoa tomorrow?" I asked.

"Nothing immediate."

"Then why did this need to be finished tonight?"

"Because tomorrow we inherit authority over people who have spent years believing the clean versions. I want our own account corrected before that authority makes our mistakes larger."

The answer was precise. Under it sat the less convenient fact that Claude had nearly sent an intelligence network after a Church archive that might not exist.

He knew I could see it. I knew he would not ask me to ignore it.

"I'll circulate the restrictions to command staff," I said. "The historical section stays restricted until Charles verifies the translations again."

"Good."

"And if a god visits my dreams to dispute the wording, I resign."

"From Arbalest?"

"From civilization. I'll become a farmer."

Claude looked toward the departure ledger. "Fittoa needs farmers."

"You would make even my escape operationally useful."

"Waste is avoidable."

For half a breath, he almost smiled.

I folded the briefing and placed it beneath the appointment papers in the northbound case. Sauros's seal pressed through the top sheet, broad enough to catch against the leather when I closed the cover.

"Tomorrow's problem?" Claude asked.

"Sauros."

"The gods may be easier."

"Then you handle the gods. I'll handle the invoice."

The last wagon rolled across the courtyard. I fastened the case and left it beside the door for dawn.

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