Nonomi stared at the purplish-black crystal on the screen, her eyes momentarily dazed.
"Wait, wait, wait—hold on? Isn't that the 'Sinner' who appeared in the Traveler's storyline in the previous chapter? And who is Surtalogi?"
"Wait? What's going on? I feel like the truth of the world is about to be revealed starting from Fontaine?"
Nonomi looked at the screen, somewhat speechless. For her… this was truly a thorough backstabbing!
When the Traveler's storyline first came out, Nonomi's definition of the 'Sinner' who tempted Chlothar Alberich to establish the Abyss Order was actually a God representing the Abyss.
But now it seems… things are not as simple as she thought, or rather, the Abyss is much, much stronger than she imagined.
"Oh, Ye Zhi got backstabbed!"
"What nonsense are you spouting? How can a lore-digger's backstabbing be called backstabbing? This is clearly a failed prophecy~"
"This reminds me of someone…"
"Kong Yiji, right? I wonder if the lore-digging ups have offline gatherings. If they do… Ye Zhi is probably in for a rough time~"
"But seriously, after all, it was a deduction made nearly half a year in advance. With the information available at the time, that's all that could be deduced."
"Although Ye Zhi was backstabbed, can she still perform that for everyone, you know, that thing?"
"Lady Nonomi! Please lead us in prophecy one more time!"
"Seconded!"
...
Nonomi looked at the gradually spamming bullet comments and gently sighed.
The thing a lore-digging up most didn't want to see had finally appeared.
It wasn't that she minded being backstabbed, but rather…
She somewhat disliked those who couldn't say a single word initially, then looked at others' deductions and finally commented, "Congratulations on the backstab."
In her opinion, such rhetoric was no different from the person who was previously thrown out of the live stream by the moderator.
However…
Nonomi thought to herself as she looked at the rapidly scrolling bullet comments, a smile appearing on her face.
"My audience won't be overly harsh on me because of these things, which is a good thing…"
Nonomi murmured softly.
After slightly stretching her aching neck, she suddenly sat up from her chair, opened her electronic document as usual, and then said:
"Alright! Then I'll risk my life to make another prophecy. This time… it's about that Immortal Spirit and this 'Sinner'!"
"First, I'll state my conclusion: the Immortal Spirit is Yuto."
"Secondly, the 'Sinner's identity should be a top-tier combatant of the Abyss, and currently, the Abyss has a 'combat power gap'."
"Finally, regarding Furina, I have a feeling that Furina will eventually abandon her God's authority? Using the power of the god's heart to solve The Prophecy or something…"
After finishing this summarized version, Nonomi took a sip of water and then began to seriously analyze her points.
Of course, she also had voice-to-text and recording turned on.
This way… she could save some trouble when making videos~
In the next ten minutes, Nonomi quickly argued for the above three points, earning a round of applause in the live stream.
...
Just as Nonomi was logically analyzing the plot, Yuto finally won his resurrection match.
Or rather… he was finally released from his sentence.
As Yuto swung his sword, the last remaining helmet of the armored monster was completely destroyed.
Clang—
With a heavy thud, the greatsword, which had been held by the armored monster, naturally fell to the ground as it lost its support.
Looking at the greatsword that had completely fallen to the ground, Yuto slowly exhaled, then quite casually lay down on the ground.
That's right, he lay on the ground.
At a time like this… even Yuto, who always maintained his composure, would no longer force his body to endure.
There was no one else here, just him. What was there to worry about?
Although it felt easier the further he fought, the mental fatigue was not something that could be resolved with a short rest of an hour or two.
Yuto, lying on the stone floor, slightly raised his head and gazed at the brilliant starry sky above, momentarily lost in thought.
People often connect things they find beautiful, and by doing so… they can achieve the best experience.
And Yuto was no exception.
Looking at the shimmering silver light, Yuto extended his hand and outlined Furina's facial features in the air.
He had lived with her for four hundred and eighty-nine years. If there was no emotion… that would be false.
Before he came to this world, the Furina he loved was the young girl who 'shouldered the world with her own body', the 'God' who gritted her teeth and persevered for five hundred years.
This was why he had readily accepted Furina's invitation at the beginning.
But as time passed, Yuto and Furina spent more and more time together, and he came to understand more about this adorable little blue cake.
Beneath that exaggerated performance, not only was her fear of her true identity being discovered concealed, but also her true tenderness.
Thinking of this, Yuto slowly got up and summoned the light screen.
Looking at the gradually brightening options, Yuto's lips curved slightly, and he murmured softly:
"Furina… just wait a little longer, I'll be there soon."
['Extremely Evil Skill: Law Enforcement Agency (Complete)': Requirements met, full authorization unlocked]
[Due to this ability receiving special supplementation, required popularity: 0]
Looking at the prompt light screen that appeared before him, Yuto raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"Received special supplementation, huh…"
Yuto immediately thought of the purplish-black smoke, then looked at the Vision hanging at his waist and gently smiled.
"Fate is truly a strange thing…"
Yuto murmured softly as he selected the illuminated option.
Instantly, the purplish-black smoke that had originally flowed into Yuto's Vision rapidly flowed out, then quickly attached itself to the Law Enforcement Agency he was currently wearing.
Along with a deeper purplish-black flash, a purplish-black cloak, which moved without wind, appeared behind Yuto.
Not only that, but the greatsword that had previously fallen to the ground, ignored, also began to disintegrate at this moment.
However, unlike the purplish-black smoke produced by the previous armor shattering… the smoke produced by the greatsword was purplish-red.
The purplish-red smoke quickly attached itself to Yuto's silver-white staff and the ceremonial sword in his hand, which already had several nicks.
However, before Yuto could feel all of this completely finish, his consciousness plunged into darkness in an instant.
Unlike usual… this time, he did not have the process of opening his eyes and waking up, as if he had been teleported.
"This power… what do you think?"
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