Chapter 210

Chapter 211. The Omniscient Maknun’s Perspective (1)

After finishing the conversation with that pillar-like guy, Baiga, Brother came over and put his arm around my shoulder.

“Old man, this is Maknun. My younger brother and business partner. Maknun, this old man is Jacques, the butler.”

In the house that had turned into a mess due to the teleportation going haywire, right after the tense atmosphere, we immediately jumped into introductions. Brother really can’t be stopped.

Anyway, the middle-aged man called Jacques the butler straightened his clothes and gave me a slight nod.

“I am Jacques Blender, the butler of House Sephira. Welcome to Sephira. Maknun…”

“Maknun is a nickname only Brother is allowed to use. I am Daat. Nice to meet you, Butler Jacques.”

“So you are Daat.”

The butler of a noble family, whom I had only heard about through books and rumors.

‘Indeed, he’s different. Should I say he has dignity?’

Every action of his exuded composure and calmness. A contradictory yet harmonious attitude that simultaneously gave comfort and intimidation to the person facing him.

‘Judging by Brother’s attitude and tone towards Butler Jacques, he must be someone Brother cherishes deeply. It’s strange. From this old man’s appearance, he doesn’t seem like the compromising type. How could Brother like him? Is Sephira that different?’

Come to think of it, it’s quite surprising that Brother has affection for a noble family that values honor and tradition.

I don’t think it’s just my imagination that Brother’s dedication to Sephira isn’t solely to oppose Queen Lilian.

“Old man. This guy is called Popo, and he likes wide spaces.”

Brother took Popo from my hand and placed him on Butler Jacques’ palm.

Popo is classified as a monster, a slime, but he’s a spiritual being. He understands human speech and knows what Brother values.

Originally, if someone unauthorized touches Popo, they would melt and be digested instantly. But Butler Jacques was fine.

“I will clear out the warehouse to make space.”

Butler Jacques said, holding Popo with both hands as if cradling him.

For a moment, I thought he was someone Brother would like. I’m used to Popo, so I know why Brother makes such requests, but the butler didn’t ask any questions and immediately offered a solution.

‘Interesting. Are all nobles different from what I thought, or is Sephira just special?’

My scalp tingles. I want to look around quickly. Where is the library? How much will it match the information about this world I read in Ruquer?

The world outside the window is fascinating. The blue sky, fluffy clouds, the stretching horizon…

“Maknun.”

I turned around at Brother’s call. Brother pointed to the right with his thumb. There’s a room. Judging by his expression, he has something important to say.

I followed him to the next room, and as expected, Brother deployed a mana barrier around us. A simple but effective barrier that prevents sound from leaking outside.

The next room was a study, and Brother brought paper and pen to the table.

“How do you feel about coming out into the outside world?”

Scratch scratch.

While speaking, Brother wrote sentences on the paper.

The fact that we’re communicating through writing means this conversation is extremely important, as crucial as life itself. I focused to the max.

-I am a regressor.

Seeing that outrageous statement made me dizzy, but I quickly responded verbally.

“It feels like a dream.”

“Anywhere hurt?”

“My condition is so good it’s almost scary. Hehe.”

-Sephira was annihilated by Queen Lilian, and due to the chain of guilt, I couldn’t escape death either.

“You said you wanted to do something after coming out to the outside world. What was it?”

-Revenge from my past life. And to prevent the same thing from happening again, I plan to kill Queen Lilian.

“I want to see the sea. Have you seen the sea, Brother?”

-30 years. That’s the future I experienced in my past life. I don’t know everything from one to ten, but I remember all the major events. I’ll share what I know with you.

“Not yet. It’s quite far from Sephira.”

I took the paper and pen and wrote a sentence.

-By telling me this, does it mean you truly trust me?

We mustn’t stop talking during the written conversation. If someone is eavesdropping, they would find it suspicious if the conversation stopped.

“Then, would you like to go with me?”

“Sure, anytime.”

-In my past life, you were the only one I trusted. If I can’t trust you, I can’t trust anyone in this world.

“How about your family? Are they nice people?”

“Go meet them yourself. That’s faster.”

-I also trust you, Brother.

Then, Brother silently tore the paper and put it in his mouth. I did the same with the paper I wrote on. We don’t leave evidence of the written conversation.

This is a study with no windows, covered by curtains. Originally, studies are soundproofed, so the walls are thick.

On top of that, there’s the mana barrier Brother deployed, so it’s hard to believe someone is watching us…

‘There’s no such thing as absolute in this world.’

If the opponent is an ‘omniscient’ being, this written conversation would be meaningless, but if such an omniscient being is watching us, we wouldn’t have made it this far.

Anyway, after eating all the paper, Brother naturally continued the conversation.

“I’m leaving Sephira. I’ll be back within a month.”

“So you’ll be back before the party starts.”

“Exactly. That’s our Maknun, you understand everything without needing explanations.”

“It’s nothing special. Anyone could infer that from listening to your conversation with that Baiga guy.”

“Bring someone. Sephira really needs talented people.”

“Should I look around? Smart guys?”

“Anything. Do what you want. Just like in Ruquer, I’ll support you with everything you need.”

“Is that also Sephira’s intention?”

“Of course.”

Snap!

Brother flicked his finger, and the mana barrier dissipated.

“It’s no fun if I tell you everything from the start, so just see and hear what you want for now. That’ll be more fun.”

“Ah, so that’s how it is?”

Brother’s words mean he won’t give me the ’30 years’ worth of information’ we discussed in the written conversation now.

Since he said he’ll be back in a month, it also means I should adapt to this world in the meantime.

“Then, I’ll be off. Have fun with Elije.”

“Who’s Elije?”

“It’s Jjokjjok. He transformed into a human.”

“Won’t be bored then.”

At my words, Brother chuckled and lightly punched my chest.

“It’ll be more fun than Ruquer.”

And so, Brother left Sephira with Six Hundred.

* * *

“He’s gone.”

Butler Jacques muttered, looking out the open window. His expression seemed resigned, as if this wasn’t the first time.

“Daat. Will you be sharing a room with Young Master Keter? Or would you like a separate room…”

“Butler. Please drop the honorifics. After all, I’m an outsider whose identity hasn’t been confirmed, right?”

“Not at all. I’ve never seen it before. Young Master Keter’s eyes when he looks at you. He trusts you deeply.”

“It’s true that Brother trusts me, but it makes me uncomfortable.”

“Then… I’ll call you Daat.”

“Yes, yes. I’d appreciate that. And, can I look around Sephira?”

“Wait a moment. I need time to inform everyone of your identity.”

A reasonable suggestion, but Sephira looked vast from outside the window.

It’s a prestigious family, so of course. Just the people managing the mansion must number in the hundreds.

That’s the problem. It’ll take an enormous amount of time to inform the entire family of my identity. How long will I have to wait? At least a week, I think…

“Green tea or black tea, which do you prefer?”

“Do you have coffee?”

“Yes. Wait a moment.”

“To the study, please.”

Expecting it to take a while, I went to the study and browsed the books. Mostly world history and such, similar to what I read in Ruquer, so it didn’t pique my interest.

Disappointed, I sipped the coffee the maid brought, but it was even more disappointing.

“Huh, it’s just water.”

The coffee I drank in Ruquer made my eyes sparkle instantly, but Sephira’s coffee only looks the same, with a weak aroma and taste.

“Is coffee rare in the outside world…?”

I can’t survive a week with this coffee. I’ll have to go to the kitchen and make it myself.

As I got up to head to the kitchen, I ran into Butler Jacques.

“Where are you going?”

“The coffee is too weak. Can I make it myself?”

“That’s fine, but is it okay to look around Sephira later?”

“Since it’s impossible today, it shouldn’t matter, right?”

“Not at all. I’ve informed everyone. You can go anywhere in Sephira now.”

“…What?”

I only read one book. 30 minutes, no, about 20 minutes have passed.

But they’ve already informed thousands of people in this vast estate of my existence? Is that possible? How?

Judging by Butler Jacques’ face, he doesn’t seem to be joking. He doesn’t seem the type.

‘Oh, did I underestimate Sephira?’

The Sephira I knew was the weakest among prestigious families. Naturally, I assumed they were behind in every aspect, but it seems my judgment was hasty.

“Then I’ll look around Sephira first.”

“I’ll assign a servant. He’s knowledgeable about the area, so ask him anything you’re curious about or want to go.”

“Thank you.”

Thanks to Butler Jacques’ consideration, I left the mansion where Brother stays with a servant.

“Whew!”

Coming out of the mansion, I felt even more that I had truly come out into the outside world.

“This is Sephira…”

The large, grand mansions, modest yet overwhelming in their restrained beauty. Surrounding them are vast plains and towering mountain ranges.

The busy footsteps and noises from party preparations stimulate my eyes and ears. There’s so much to see.

“Sir, is there anywhere you’d like to go or see?”

I waved off the servant’s words.

“Sir? We look about the same age. Let’s just walk for now. I want to walk without a destination.”

“Understood.”

And so, we walked. Painfully slowly.

At the same time, I took in everything around me.

Workers sweating profusely.

Soldiers in heavy armor guarding all directions.

Even the wind, bordering on coolness and freshness, passing by them—I felt and savored everything.

‘This is the real world.’

I feel like I’m falling in love.

No, I’ve already fallen.

‘Are all these things Brother’s?’

No. Brother probably has no intention of becoming the family head. But even so, all this could become Brother’s.

“I will kill Queen Lilian.”

Even with this peace and power, Brother said he would fight Queen Lilian.

When I heard the word ‘regressor,’ many thoughts crossed my mind.

Brother had a choice. Not to fight, but to avoid. That would be much easier and safer. Yet, Brother chose to fight.

I think I understand why he made that choice.

‘Fun, and the reason to live.’

Life needs a reason. You don’t live just because you were born. You live to find the reason for life. In other words, a person who loses the reason for life is as good as dead.

I also have a reason to live. A purpose. To live a peaceful life in the extreme environment of Ruquer. That was my goal, and I achieved it.

So, life became boring. After achieving what I longed for in life… I felt empty.

‘Above all, it wasn’t achieved by my own strength.’

It was because of Keter, the savior, that I could achieve my dream.

Living a comfortable life in Ruquer, filled with cannibals and psychopaths. That’s not an achievement of my own strength.

Of course, I didn’t just sit back, but my dream should be achieved by me, not by someone else. Even if that someone is Brother Keter, the light and salt of my life.

To live, you need a dream. And that dream shouldn’t be modest. My dream in Ruquer was achieved too easily.

‘That was my goal in my past life. Now it’s different.’

Killing the queen and gaining peace. That’s what Brother and I failed to do in our past lives.

But now it’s different. It’s not just Brother who has the merit of regression.

I also know that I failed.

Just knowing that, I am confident. Killing Queen Lilian, a divine being—

‘We can definitely succeed.’

It’s not bravado. The merit of being a regressor is that great.

But would Brother not know this?

Brother knows, and I just felt it.

‘Is killing Queen Lilian really the end?’

After that, Keter and Daat lived happily, and Sephira became the strongest family on the continent, enjoying infinite glory.

Would the story end like that?

No!

‘It’s just the beginning. Killing Queen Lilian.’

The scale is too vast. I can’t even guess what conspiracies or backdrops lie behind this.

But can a mere human like me oppose a being with god-like power?

‘I have to. If not me, who else?’

No need to be scared.

Didn’t Brother say it? If there really were an omniscient and omnipotent god in this world, why would they need dice?

There is no omniscient and omnipotent god. That’s an illusion.

‘Analyze and infer. That’s what I do best, and what Brother expects from me.’

No need to rush, but I can’t waste time either.

I pointed to a building where the family head of Sephira might be and asked the servant.

“Is the Lord there?”