Chapter 200
It seemed to have dealt a heavy blow to her. To replenish her strength, it was clear that Aiden had stolen the power from orb, the very power that Novnie had accumulated.
‘But if this happens, then I…’
Since Herix killed Blitzen, Isaac knew he should take his place. However, in order to do that, he would have to be prepared to lose all of Novnie’s power.
‘I’m going crazy.’
Isaac ran his pale, trembling hand through his black hair in frustration.
“What should I do…”
He couldn’t figure out what to do next, what he had to do to take control of Novnie. As Isaac muttered in a hollow voice, a memory flashed through his mind.
― The reflection of you on the surface is both you and not you. Beyond this surface, there is another world, identical to this one. I call it a ‘dimension.’
― Dimension…
― There are countless dimensions, so there are countless worlds. Oh, by the way, I told you that there are people who understand the concept of the universe, right? That dimension is very close to us.
As he spoke, Novnie shared an interesting piece of information with Aiden.
― Even if it’s the same god, depending on which dimension we’re in, our abilities are limited.
― Hmm… I don’t quite understand. Could you give an example?
― An example, you say… Oh, sure. For example, I am an absolute god here, capable of using all divine powers, but if I were to go to another dimension, I would be under the authority of the god who rules that dimension.
― Does that mean… you become human?
― It’s a bit different. Ah, I know. You could say I’d be a visitor.
― A visitor?
― Yes. For instance, when you were a Crown Prince, you had all the authority of a Crown Prince in the Sortenic Empire, but when you went to another empire, your authority as a Crown Prince would be limited, right? You’re not from that country, so you become a guest. But that doesn’t mean you’re no longer a Crown Prince, does it?
At the time, Aiden was amazed as he understood the concept. But now, that conversation became a glimmer of hope for Isaac.
“Another… dimension. To be a visitor instead of a master god…”
Isaac, who had been pressing his eyelids as though trying to ease his aching brain, slowly lifted his head. A new idea came to him. His thick fingers stroked his chin thoughtfully.
“If my power weakens…”
His cold, dark green eyes gleamed with clarity.
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Growl… CRASH!
The thunder shook the heavens, followed by a blinding flash of lightning that whitened the world. It was already the umpteenth lightning strike. In the Count Ulfest domain, where thunderstorms rarely occurred, this was an unprecedented event.
Flash… Flash! Rumble…
Now, it was impossible to tell whether the thunder or the lightning came first.
The lightning seemed to be getting closer and closer.
Whoosh—
The sound of the heavy rain was so intense it almost felt like it was cutting through the air. The glass windows rattled violently, as though they were being pounded by a drum that was being mercilessly beaten. Everywhere around, the noise was deafening.
Yet, despite the overwhelming racket that seemed ready to steal one’s sanity, there was one person who paid it no mind—Ivonne.
“……”
She sat by the darkened window, her legs pulled tightly against her chest. She had been sitting in the same position for so long that the cushion beneath her had flattened, yet Ivonne remained utterly still.
Crash— Flash… Flash!
Once again, the lightning struck. This time, it hit the garden. From below, a maid’s scream echoed. The dark room was suddenly illuminated, casting a pale light on Ivonne’s face. Yet, despite the sudden flash, Ivonne didn’t even blink.
“……so…”
No, her lips were moving in tiny motions. Through the slightly ajar door, the maids who had glimpsed her were filled with a chill that made them whisper to each other.
“The Madam has definitely lost her mind.”
“Can you blame her? The Count passed away like that.”
“So, what happens to the family now?”
“I don’t know… I guess there’ll be a council meeting, but with this storm…”
“They said the lightning struck the carriages of other visitors on their way here. Wasn’t it Philip? It looked like no one was supposed to be allowed here.”
“It’s strange… But when is this storm going to stop? It’s been a whole week already.”
As the maids discussed, the storm had, in fact, become a historic downpour. For the entire week, Ivonne had not eaten, slept, or bathed, remaining seated by the window, muttering like someone out of their mind.
“It’s scary… so scary…”
“Ugh, who wouldn’t be scared?”
The maids rubbed their arms, covered in goosebumps, and silently closed the door a little more. With her vacant, absent stare and the low muttering voice, Ivonne truly appeared to have lost her sanity.
But the reality was different.
“So he locked me here…”
At that moment, Ivonne’s mind was clearer than it had ever been. Contrary to the assumption that she had gone mad, she was thinking more logically than ever.
Her dazed green eyes occasionally flickered, as if she was watching a scene unfold in the air before her.
Yes, right now, Ivonne was seeing something in the air.
It was a memory.
“Aiden betrayed me…”
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