At 4:35 AM, Yuta sat at his desk in his house, looking at the list of orders the Versleken Academy had placed.
He casually placed his tablet on the board. He had conducted countless trades throughout his 70,000 years of life,
none of them fared larger than the one he was about to make with the Versleken Academy for an upcoming festival celebrating the millennium of the world's defeat of the demons.
Yuta wasn't interested in the festival; it was just a minor detail compared to what lay ahead.
He took a deep breath, gazing at the ornate ceiling, adorned with exquisite carvings that evoked a sense of tranquility.
However, he showed no interest. After all, the Emperor was the master of his entire existence, and decorations like these were utterly insignificant to him and wouldn't move him in the slightest.
"Hyun, are there any strange things happening in the other three worlds?" he asked. Yuta stared blankly into space.
Then, a message from the system appeared before his eyes, answering his question:
[Currently, there is nothing unusual.]
Yuta's eyes narrowed as he looked towards the system screen. He spoke in a calm tone, glancing at the crimson fang Averios had given him last month. "Are there any entities that have reached Ward 5 within the other three worlds, either now or in the past?"
The system screen disappeared from Yuta's view for several minutes.
It had been a long search, and Gu Wisdom knew nothing about Level 5 entities because they were able to conceal information about them.
Yuta waited impatiently for the system screen. Information about them was difficult to obtain, and the possibility of finding nothing was quite real.
Then, another system screen appeared with news that was of no use to him:
[According to information listed in a fantasy world known as The Dragon Angel in a world of fantasy,
which is approximately 700 trillion years old, no entity has been born that has reached the level of The highest level achieved in Wing 5 is 2, attained by Zhao Li and Alessandra, along with several other entities from other realms. Reinhardt is close to reaching level 3.
Therefore, there is no information indicating that any entities born in this world have reached Wing 5.
Yuta remained silent, staring at the system screen. He knew that there were enemies within this world more dangerous than the current dignitaries, lurking somewhere within it.
Especially in the other three realms and the world where the Heavenly Immortals Academy resided.
He then rose from his seat and walked to a balcony, his gaze calm as he looked at the moon, which was beginning to turn crimson.
A faint smile touched his lips as he gazed at the moon, which was translucent yet capable of illuminating a crimson world.
"Soon, the chains will be broken in Ragnarok. This world will be a holiday filled with exciting events that will not..." Yuta's voice was filled with anticipation; this holiday would reveal many secrets and bring the fruits of his patience and hard work.
Yuta stood there for several minutes before leaving for Soliver's office to finalize the legal procedures for the deal or cancel it.
In the Fersleken academy courtyard, Yuta strolled, calmly observing the preparations completed the previous day.
His gaze fell upon a figure playing cards with a faint smile on their face, who then made the cards vanish without warning.
However, two cards remained in their hand as they looked at Yuta, who watched them warily.
"Who is this person...it seems they were watching me? An impressive magician," Yuta thought to himself as they looked at the figure, whose behavior was both eccentric and suspicious.
The figure continued to look at Yuta with a faint smile, then glanced at two cards and found a picture of a king and queen. He swiftly shifted their positions.
The card bearing the image of a king was now in his right hand, and the image of a queen in his left.
He looked at them again and found Yuta's image instead of a king's, and the queen's image was blurry but conveyed the same feeling as looking at a king's image.
The person's smile widened as he glanced at the two cards before returning his gaze to Yuta.
He spoke in a calm, admiring tone, "How are you, part of Yuta's father, Master of the Path Ruler? I'm excited to meet you, but you don't seem to be... Am I not right, Master Yuta Cassary?"
Yuta continued to look at him with a cold, suspicious, and wary gaze. Information about his being a shard was known only to a select few—26 people, 14 of whom were like him, and 12 others who were his parents.
He took a step back while watching him, assuming a defensive posture in case of a surprise attack.
The person He looked towards Yuta, who seemed ready to fight or flee if necessary. Yuta wasn't the type to fight to the last breath; if a fight wasn't in his favor, he'd avoid it.
Several seconds passed before he stood up without saying anything. "Yuto... Yuto... Yuto, you're such a spoilsport! If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it a long time ago. Do you understand? Even if you're one of the concepts in the world of 'I am inside my novel,' I don't care, do I, you shard of a father?"
Yuta returned to his usual posture, looking at him coldly, but analyzing his every move.
He spoke in a calm tone mixed with caution, "So you're the son of the Great Outcast, aren't you?"
The other person looked at him for a few seconds before laughing, almost loudly, as he spoke. "Hahahaha, yes, shard of a father, my name is... guess for yourself."
"Oh, I forgot, it's not the right time yet, or perhaps it has been mentioned, but who cares?" That person was full of sarcasm.
He disappeared from one place to reappear in front of Yuta, placing a hand on his shoulder.
What surprised Yuta was his terrifying speed; he didn't even notice his movement. Yet, his expression didn't betray this, allowing him to react in a fraction of a second.
Moreover, he could only use 3% of his power; the remaining 97% was sealed, inaccessible even if he wanted to, since his original body was no longer his. It was impossible without performing specific rituals.
Furthermore,The Great Outcast's Son—even if Yuta didn't believe him, he still considered him dangerous. Those who knew of his existence didn't exceed 0.0001% of the inhabitants of the story "I am inside my novel," and most of those who knew him had reached level 5 or 4. They were capable of easily killing him at his current strength.
"What's wrong, Master Path, Governor Yuto? Are you shocked or something?"
"Nevertheless, don't worry. I'm just visiting this novel to enjoy the Great Hypocrisy Festival with you, celebrating the thousandth anniversary of the world's defeat of the demons, isn't that right, Yuta Cassiral?" His voice was calm, carrying a hint of unspoken sarcasm. He reached into his pocket and pulled out two playing cards bearing the image of a king and queen.
He continued speaking as he tossed them, and the two images merged to form an image not found in the playing cards: the emperor, half black and half crimson.
He caught it again, smiling a sly smile, or perhaps one whose true intentions were unclear to Yuta.
"You know what, Yuto? You're exciting." "You truly have multiple positions and ranks simultaneously: the Greatest Creator, Path Ruler, Emperor, Path Ruler, and an absolute hybrid entity. You are unique compared to other Path Masters."
Yuta remained silent, listening to the other person's words. He spoke in a calm tone, glancing at him out of the corner of his eye. "Amon, you deceived Seok, Yoriichi, and Grei last night, yet you told them only a part of the truth."
"At the same time, you were responsible for Sooho's death by inciting those professors, who were supposed to protect students, to awaken Seok and restore his core."
"Do you think I didn't sense a strange presence on Jeju Island, in Yuspecers City, and last night, Amon? You're truly eccentric."
"In my world, nothing is hidden. I am the greatest informer of those who don't conceal sensitive information at the wrong time. Remember my words well. I am everywhere. I am the Emperor, Path Ruler. My eyes are not hidden. I know what has happened and what will happen."
His back A look of admiration crossed Amon's face as he watched him vanish, reappearing in the chair he had been sitting in.
"That's fine, Yuto, but I don't care. No narrative in this world knows anything about me. Ultimately, mentioning my name at the same time isn't a good thing, Yuto. Sometimes it's a sign of impending disaster for the beautiful novel you're living in, 'I am inside my novel.'"
Yuta didn't reply, realizing that Amon was trying to trick him and draw him into a conversation he wasn't meant to be.
But tricking him wasn't that easy. He had encountered many entities that used such tactics throughout his life, both present and past.
"Even so, it seems the time has come to say goodbye. I wanted to enjoy the festival by creating a disaster, but it seems my father, or whatever you call the Great Outcast, is asking me to leave and not change anything," Amon said sarcastically as his body faded away, completely leaving the world of the novel.
Yuta stared at where Amon had been sitting for several minutes before leaving and heading straight for the office. The Director
As Yuta headed towards Soliver's office, he kept thinking about Amon. He had never met him in his previous life, not even once, despite having lived for 50 million years.
However, he began to feel that something was wrong. This wasn't the right time or place at all. After three years, he would leave the Verselkin Academy and the world he was currently in.
He would then be able to focus on the case of Zhao Li Yong and the Guardians of the Sacred Existence Tree, who wanted to kill him and the rulers of the Sacred Existence Tree Fruit.
Yet, he found something strange and absurd at the same time. Although they had succeeded in killing the Venerable Lotus Flower Jihao Yuchuan, the Venerable Patch of the Last, Bing Tao Xin, and a fourth Venerable in his previous life, they had succeeded because of a planning period of over 500 trillion years.
Yet, killing him would be absurd, especially since the deaths of three other Venerables had led to a horrific massacre at the hands of... Kyonai, Marnia, Doralia, Lunaria, Nefertania, Normana, and two other dignitaries, and an investigation that lasted for centuries.
What you know is that it will make their exposure 100% possible within 10 years, and their gruesome deaths at the hands of the Six Unifiers and the King's Wings, among whom were Doralia, Lunaria, and Nefertania.
And doing something like killing the future emperor, a ruler's path that seemed like suicide in itself, on top of that, being a Level 9 immortal, would return again. But why they did it was something Yuta didn't understand yet. Even so, he wouldn't be able to interrogate them now or in the future.
Yuta turned his gaze towards a door leading to Soliver's office with a calm expression. He remained still for several seconds, gathering his thoughts from what had happened earlier with Amon, if that was his real name.
He opened the door quietly, and a faint creaking sound, inaudible to a normal person, was crystal clear to both Yuta and Soliver
Yuta, ignoring Soliver's glare at his lateness, sat down in a chair opposite him and took out a tablet without saying a word.
Soliver stared at him for several seconds before speaking, his annoyance barely concealed, as he glanced at his phone's clock on his desk. "You're 15 minutes late for our agreed-upon time, Mr. Yuta Cassiral."
Yuta looked at Soliver, who seemed irritated and impatient. However, Yuta's expression remained unconcerned; after all, he was there to finalize a business deal, not to make friends.
He placed his tablet on the table, giving Soliver a calm and seemingly uninterested look.
"I don't recall coming to your office, Mr. Soliver, at such and such a time. I told you you have until dawn the following day to pay, otherwise the contract will be canceled. Furthermore, there are many remote payment methods, including the one I explained earlier." The ads are still playing on your phone if you've forgotten, Mr. Soliver.
"Furthermore, I didn't say anything to indicate that I was even coming. My coming indicates that I've given you another chance if you're certain you want to conduct a business exchange together and finalize the sale and preparation of a commodity."
Soliver remained silent as he listened to Yuta's words, as he had no way to refute him. He had simply said, "And a deadline He didn't say he'd come because he could send the money directly to his house, even through traditional methods, without him having to come to him.
Nevertheless, he couldn't help but suppress his anger at Yuta, who was provoking him with insulting words, calling him a senile old man.
He took a deep breath as he looked at Yuta, who was staring at his tablet, ignoring him.
Yuta broke the silence as he closed his tablet. "As I said before, equipping one entertainment center with games costs 145,000 Platinum Coins, totaling 725 Platinum Coins."
"The price of the latest version ice cream machines is 23 Gold Coins, and you ordered 6 ice cream machines, so the total is 138 Gold Coins. One microphone costs 4 Gold Coins, and the total of 34 microphones costs 136 Gold Coins."
"The price of one latest model freezer is 168 Gold Coins, totaling 76,608 Gold Coins." "Gold, or rather, three platinum coins."
"Therefore, the total amount, including installation and delivery fees, is 725,000 platinum coins and 77,455 gold coins."
"So, what do you say? Will you agree to pay and start work at 8:45 AM, or will you refuse and play the role of a liar? Remember, you said you would use the technology during the festival."
"However, my companies won't be affected. No one else in this ordinary world manufactures this technology. Moreover, the manufacturing process is considered a company secret, and attempting to uncover or use it is a crime punishable under the laws of buying and selling."
Sulliver sighed loudly as he listened to Yuta's words, which made him regret including his name in the speech back in Euspeakers City.
He was the only one harmed, and Yuta wouldn't be held accountable for it. Even Go, the Heavenly Division, wouldn't do anything; he had gotten himself into this mess.
He massaged his temples while drinking a glass of cold water in one gulp before regaining his composure. Yuta looked at him without saying a word.
He simply waited impatiently for the answer he already knew: yes. Soliver's reputation was at stake, and he wouldn't risk it by slandering her in front of everyone present, humans and other races alike.
He spoke in a tone laced with suppressed anger as he opened a drawer in a storage ring containing an agreed-upon sum. "An agreed-upon sum is inside a ring. If you want it, you can check it before we proceed with the agreement."
A faint smile appeared on Yuta's face as he looked at the ring and placed it in his dimensional space without even checking it, which left Soliver confused.
Yuta spoke calmly, leaning back comfortably in his chair. "I trust you, Mr. Soliver. It's impossible for you to deceive me, is it?"
"You're not a hypocrite after all. After all, you are the headmaster of the noblest academy in the world, the Verselkin Academy, founded by the first two humans, Zhao Li and Alessandra, 345 million years ago." "
"You know, there's something strange. The age of the fantasy world you live in is 700 trillion years, and the time Ji Yao Li died was 500 trillion years ago, with a period of 45 million years between his death and the creation of this world."
"The problem isn't a contradiction, but rather that time is different. Time outside the Tree of Existence is slower than inside it, which makes the age of this fantasy world greater than the actual time of Ji Yao Li's death, who is considered the creator of this world."
Soliver looked at him with surprise and confusion, but he realized that Yuta was an extremely dangerous entity. This was information that no ordinary person could know, and he had to prevent him from becoming more prominent than he already was.
To the point that his life no longer mattered to him. At this moment, he could revive him, and his mental strength could withstand the shock of death. Moreover, he had died several times during his youth, which made him accustomed to it.
Despite this, Yuta didn't care about Soliver's looks, which held a great deal of murderous intent because he was Realizing he couldn't do anything against him,
he snapped his fingers, erasing Soliver's memories, and fell unconscious for several seconds.
In the end, Go of the Heavenly Division couldn't influence him because he wasn't bound to his current heart, but to his previous one, which he had removed on the same day Go became bound to it—unlike Soliver, who hadn't removed his.
This was something Soliver wasn't aware of, which is why he believed that Yuta could still be restrained and controlled so that he wouldn't turn on him and try to destroy him someday.