Re:START/If {Book 1.0}

Re:START/If {Book 1.0}
Chapter 66: Aswad 13 of 15 “Eagerness” (Part 03)


 


 


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Blowing wind hit the body, the heat of exposure to daylight sunlight feels so stinging. Slowly opening both eyelids, the young man who sat down preceptively on the roof of the Ordoxi Nigrum shop immediately put on a gloomy face. Recalling what he was talking about with Mahia in the Mist World, Odo felt that there were indeed so many things that could not match his expectations.


 


 


Waking up and standing tall, the young man glanced down. In front of his shop there were many people in line, the sound of a crowd was attached to the crowd. Feeling her small effort go smoothly as expected, a fleeting smile appeared on her pale face.


 


 


But it quickly disappeared, and he immediately looked towards the Main Gate. Although driven away by several other tall buildings, Odo clearly knew the moment a Drake carriage entered the city. The connection using the structure on the store building made it vaguely able to detect almost all parts of the city, because it felt the strong presence of one of the Shieal who came was not difficult.


 


 


“It looks like the discussion with Lisia should indeed be postponed.” Odo briefly scratched the back of the head, looked away and fretfully muttered, “I was a little unpleasant to Arca after asking her to go there, but so be it. After all he will also be picked up ...”


 


 


Odo deactivates the strengthening magic on the glove and takes it off. Looking at the number on the right palm, at a glance the look in the young man's eyes turned flat as the number was increasing at exactly the speed he had expected.


 


 


“Added one every less than 2 hours, means in one day I can really get 12 lives, huh? Even cats say in a lifetime only have 9 lives, you know. This is outrageous ...”


 


 


Odo's forehead shriveled. Understand complaining continues to change nothing, he returns to focus on thinking about other problems that must be resolved. Closing his eyes and activating Aitisal Almaelumat, he restricted all sound information he could receive.


 


 


A momentary silence, to be able to focus on thinking about the things he had to do now. Getting one conclusion in mind, he stopped the manipulation and reopened his eyes.


 


 


Putting on the gloves again and activating passive strengthening magic, the young man immediately used the Puddle. Opening the palm of the left hand, a glowing blue liquid started to come out from the pores and drip on the roof. It quickly pooled into place, then the figure of Odo disappeared within seconds and moved to another place.


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The oak forest.  The green leaves were blown by the wind, making a sound of tranquility among the trees. The squirrel collects the grain with his family, climbs and gets into the hole in the tree. Beavers gather to build their new nest in the middle of the river, because the flood a few days ago destroyed their nest. Making dams from twigs and leaves, for homes and places to find food.


 


 


Calf-high clumps filled the riverbank, along with Morning Glory flowers and reeds. Not far from the place, seen grass that looked down the sign just stepped on by someone. Continuing to enter the forest of oak and fir trees, two women were seen covering their bodies with robes.


 


 


In the dim shadows of the leaves, the two women wearing the maid uniform showed dissatisfied expressions of something. In’in and Ra’an, two Moloia people who a few days ago were ordered to go to the Pando Forest to deliver a message to Witch. Two military officers from the Development and Technology Faction.


 


 


Gazing at the young man who had suddenly appeared before them a few minutes ago, the two women felt that the present condition had indeed deviated from the original plan they had heard. In front of them Odo just stood up without further explaining the situation, only silent among the tall reeds and forest trees that were tens of kilometers from the coastal city.


 


 


Di’in's patience ran out and he resentfully picked up a Springfield rifle on his back. Pulling a lever and inserting a magic bullet, he activated the red magic circuit on his magic weapon and was ready to launch an attack.


 


 


Staring intently at Odo, the Second Lieutenant firmly said, “We have relayed the information you gave to the Witch in the Pando Forest ..., according to your orders.”


 


 


Odo just stared lightly, put on a thin smile and said, “Good work. The people of Moloia do have a high spirit of professionalism.”


 


 


“Tch!” Feeling annoyed at the light speech, Di’in pointed his rifle and loudly snapped, “Then why did you even come to the Royal Family entourage?! Not that you've ordered us to scout them! You said you had to believe it yourself, but you didn't trust us!”


 


 


“I explained earlier, it was out of my will …. I'm ⸻”


 


 


“There may be we believe that you were almost taken directly by the leader of the Empire! On the northern border they are in pre-war! Where might he leave Magetsu and instead go to in the back line of Luke's territory like Mylta!”


 


 


Hearing that, Odo began to feel himself also would not believe if he was in the same position as Di’in and Ra’an. For the two of them whose position was the most insecure in Luke's territory, suspecting was the most important thing to be able to survive.


 


 


“Let your gun down, Cornelisa Di’in.” Odo let out a light sigh, looking confused what to say as he was unable to activate Perception Speculation. While stepping towards the two of them, he frowned and again said, “If what I explained earlier was a lie, what profit did I get? The lies themselves are not important, are they? What matters is the reason behind someone lying.”


 


 


Di’in fell silent and began to lower his rifle, thinking of the advantages that Odo could by breaking his own orders and instead coming to the entourage of the Royal Family. “At first Odo ordered us to infiltrate the entourage after passing information to The Witch of Orgin, but instead he came alone and was captured easily. It feels there is no advantage that can be obtained,” his mind while again holding a rifle that was previously pointed.


 


 


Seeing that Letda did not take out the magic bullet from the shell, Odo felt that they were still suspicious. Moving gazing towards Ra’an, the young man chose to reassure him and said, “Can you believe it? This really doesn't go into the plan, we shouldn't argue like this. Time is limited ...”


 


 


In contrast to his superiors, Ra’an indeed from earlier had little confidence in Odo's explanation. The long blonde woman by the boat saw directly from afar the incident on the stone cliff path ⸻ Moment when the young man fought his own father, the Swordsman, and died several times.


 


 


From a distance Ra’an watched the incident with finger binoculars. Although he did not hear what people were talking about at the time of the incident, but he clearly understood that it did not benefit Odo at all.


 


 


“Lettan, I don't think there's any point in pressing it on.” Ra’an started to grab a talk. The woman who was also carrying a rifle and carrying military combat tools under her cloak walked to the side of Di’in, then anxiously advised a little, “Although she benefited from the incident, we are not harmed. Our initial goal was to get there because of his orders, the young man messed up his own plans.”


 


 


Hearing that, Odo felt offended because Ra’an's words were so precise. Smiling wryly and sighing, while scratching the back of his head he restlessly said, “That's right, I messed it up myself. I can't believe they're coming all the way to Mylta.”


 


 


Di’in still looks suspicious, feeling Odo did not convey other important things such as the reason behind the Emperor coming to him. Staring at Odo, the brown-haired lady asked, “What are you really doing to the point of being targeted directly by the Empire's important person? You said earlier, the Black Swordsman from the North is also coming, ‘ right? Why did one of their spearheads leave the front lines of the war and come looking for you?”


 


 


Odo was at first glance astonished Di’in because he tended to be curious about Fai Fengying, not to Emperor Naraka. From the look in his eyes there was a personal reason behind the question.


 


 


Not pestering deeper, Odo briefly lifted both shoulders and with a puzzled expression replied, “Okay, I don't remember ever doing anything to the point that it had to be targeted by them. Even if there was, it might be the news of the Dragon Killer and the Ancient Demon King …. Just like the reason people from your country pay more attention to Luke.”


 


 


That answer sounds so reasonable. For other countries, the two Forms of Catastrophe that threatened the world were defeated in the authority of Luke's territory cannot be ignored. Although in his mind he felt astonished why Odo had escaped after being captured by one of the Four Directions Generals, Di’in could accept the reason the young man could be targeted.


 


 


“Alright, I will believe that indeed the current situation is indeed beyond your will.” Di’in glimpsed at Ra’an, they nodded and agreed despite the doubt still lingering in their minds. Looking back at Odo, Letda said, “But, there are two things we want to make sure.”


 


 


“What is it?”


 


 


Di’in pointed towards Odo and firmly asked the question, “The goal you have is still the same as us, ‘kan? Preventing major wars that will occur in the near future ..”


 


 


Odo slightly tilted his head, then with an astonished look said, “Of course! What makes you think I gave up?”


 


 


Both Di’in and Ra’an, they briefly fell silent in a sense of unease got an answer that sounded like such a lie. The wind blew finely as the sun began to descend from its highest peak, making the two women's hair briefly blown and undulating. It was not only that they wanted to make sure of Odo Luke, but also the obvious reason why the young man wanted to stop the war.


 


 


Staring at Odo and feeling the young man would not answer honestly, Di’in asked directly the second question, “After this, you want to do what? In the initial plan, you ordered us to infiltrate the entourage and seek information of the nobles who will attend your engagement to Princess Arteria, ‘kan? To prevent bad situations that may occur later ..”


 


 


The brown-haired woman walked over, stood right in front of Odo and brought her face closer with a serious look. “Now the opportunity is gone and you have to deal with those nobles without preparation,” he said firmly.


 


 


“I have an alternative,” replied Odo while putting on a thin smile. Replacing a flat expression and put the index finger to the front of the mouth, he confidently offers, “You want to join this backup plan?”


 


 


Di’in and Ra’an stared at each other. The two women dressed in maid uniforms were at first glance hesitant to go back to following Odo's uncertain orders. But when in the mind again understand have no other choice, they simultaneously nodded.


 


 


“Let's hear first,” said Di’in while taking a step back and turning his eyes.


 


 


With a slightly slender expression Ra’an spoke, “That's right, we can't stick to the plan without hearing the details. Of course we hope this time does not end up chaotic again.”


 


 


 


 


““Eh?””


 


 


The words made them both confused and surprised. Frowning and feeling that sounds ridiculous. Putting the Moloians in the official military sphere of Felixia is impossible, Di’in felt Odo should also know this. Letda angrily rang her tongue and asked, “For what? Is that possible? You're just a Marquess kid, ‘ right? Without title or department.”


 


 


“Maybe or not ..., it depends on engagement later.”


 


 


Odo briefly looked away with a slightly dark smile, making the two women before him rethink the reason Dart Luke attacked his own son. Upon realizing something, the two Moloia women looked slightly surprised and stared at each other. They understand that there are some people from Luke's residence who do not recognize Odo because of his current form. Di’in held his own chin and momentarily lowered his head to think.


 


 


Before Letda came to a conclusion, Odo again said, “The reason I made the Military Unit simple, to make it easier to get the right to move armed personnel. I need people's mobility, for that I need authority and position.”


 


 


Ra’na was a little confused hearing that. Replacing her boss who was thinking about Odo's earlier words, the blonde woman asked, “This is a little confusing. Time in the store you once said can not return to the form of children, ‘kan? So how do you convince them that you are Odo Luke? Are you going to ask your Mother ⸻ Witch of Light to convince them?”


 


 


Odo clapped his hands once, then firmly said, “Sure! The Mansion people who know that I'm Odo Luke are just Mothers and people who don't go to the Capital. Only they I can count on now!”


 


 


“Maybe your father can trust, but what about the others?” tanya Di’in back in the conversation.


 


 


“Others?” Odo stared at Letda, then with a smile of surprise even kindly asked, “You mean those nobles?”


 


 


“Yes! Who else is it!” said Di’in upset.


 


 


Odo only let out a small breath. Opening his left palm towards them, the young man at a glance put on a lazy face and started to look fed up with the conversation. Staring flatly, he replied, “What are the people who know what Odo Luke is? They never even saw or heard my voice. Those people only know about me from the rumors ..”


 


 


Di’in fell silent and felt there was nonsense in the words. Not pressing or finding out more deeply, Di’in chose not to waste time and said, “Alright, we leave the matter to you. Such things are not our expertise …. That's your business as a top class, we'll only help.”


 


 


Odo was stunned to hear such innuendo-like words, silent for a moment and narrowed his eyes. Before returning to say, Di’in again asked, “But from your explanation it ..., I do not see anything we can do. You wouldn't ask for crazy things like asking us to infiltrate in the middle of an engagement and stalk them, ‘kan?”


 


 


“Of course not!” Odo briefly lifted both sides of his shoulders.  Opening the palm forward and slowly activating the Puddle, the young man put on a thin smile and said, “What you should do now is just one, go back to the Witch place and convey my message. Tell him to immediately send some of his children to my place, expedited ...”


 


 


“Time limit when?”


 


 


“Tomorrow. Tell them to go to the white-haired witch at Atelier Hulla …. A man with Heterochromia eyes will pick them up tomorrow, prepare the necessary things immediately.”


 


 


Neither Ra’an nor Di’in, they feel Odo's words back to make no sense. Staring at each other and sighing, the two of them shook their heads and felt that indeed the standard of common sense of the young man was slightly flawed.


 


 


“You know, Odo …. Both of us are not Fairy Soldiers who can fly tens of kilometers in just a matter of hours,” Di’in ketus.


 


 


While giving an astonished look Ra’an said, “I understand a little why you want the help of The Witch of Orgin, but as soon as it is impossible. Unless we can teleport or fly as Lieutenant said ..”.


 


 


“You don't, but I can.” Odo gave a small grin, then while tilting his head slightly he said, “You think I came up with what?”


 


 


Odo's left hand palm that opened forward began to emit a glowing blue liquid from the pores, dripping onto the grass and starting to pool in place. The liquid moved quickly to the two women in front of him, then began to soak their feet up to the ankles.


 


 


“This Eve ..., you are a Nativ?” tanya Ra’an is confused.


 


 


Hearing that Di’in with dubious surprise, “Hah? Nativist? He can use magic, loh.”


 


 


While smiling lightly Odo said, “You are not entirely wrong, now I can say Pseudo Native Overhoul. For some reason my magic structure instead tends to be able to store the magic structure of people like them ..”.


 


 


Both of Ra’an's eyes were wide open, completely unexpected to see someone going through the process of changing the Magic Core with his own eyes. Curiously he said, “Don't tell me, you have a Magic Core mutation? Uh! Also true! You're still a kid! So the possibility of that case happening still exists! So that theory is true! Such cases tend to be higher percentage in children!”


 


 


Unusually, Ra’an looked so excited and his gaze was filled with curiosity. The blond woman was about to step towards Odo, but her two legs that had been flooded with luminous liquid could not step because the liquid felt like living mud.


 


 


Seeing his subordinates look so enthusiastic, Di’in said nothing and understood him. Unlike her who only focused on her duty as a soldier in the Research and Development Faction, Ra’an was a little more inclined to like the research of the Magical Core Mutation sufferers, Native Overhoul.


 


 


“Can you let us go first? I want to ask you a lot of questions! What makes you like that? The dreams? A fever? The training? Or was it there from the beginning but you didn't realize it? What is the resurrection procedure? Do you know the cause? You must know! I have an acquaintance of one who became a Nativ! Not born as a nativ! He said he saw a dream before his power rose! When he woke up he forgot the dream! Did you also see the same dream, Odo?” ra’an said with passionate knowledge.


 


 


“Eng, ah …. I don't know ..”


 


 


Odo felt a little afraid to see the quiet woman asking many questions at once. Taking one step back, he felt Ra’an could dissect him to be able to know the things asked.


 


 


“Obviously the time in the store he felt like he often glanced towards Matthew and Elulu. I see, yes …. In Moloia there is also a knowledge madman like him,” Odo's mind while turning his eyes. At first glance he feels Ra’an is a little similar to Canna when talking about the things that became her life's Passion.


 


 


Feeling that it would be a long time to talk about it, Odo slowly closed his palm outstretched forward. While putting on a wry smile he reluctantly said, “If you are curious about the condition of my body, just ask around to the Witch. The Left Behind figure is good at compiling information and drawing conclusions.”


 


 


“Wait! Still no one wants me to know⸻”


“Shortly! I also do not understand the backup plan⸻”


 


 


Not hearing their words, Odo closed his palms and moved the two women with Puddles. Within about two cubic meters of the area where they stood, the grass disappeared and was moved to the Pando Forest near the Witch's residence.


 


 


Lowering his hands and putting on a flat expression, Odo sighed and muttered, “This is better than letting them bark later. It seems like having the two people come along was the wrong choice …. I don't think so, the plan was broken because the Emperor came and took me. Eng, I don't think that's the cause either.”


 


 


Quiet for a moment, in the end Odo felt that the main source of the mistake that made his plan broken was himself. Since he did not expect Mahia to ever box first with the world and give the Special Code to the girl who became Emperor of the Urzia Empire, the situation was now created.


 


 


“Belating is useless. For now, all one has to think about is how to solve this.”


 


 


Odo walked up to one of the trees, leaned back and put on a grim face. Putting his palm in front of his mouth, he began to compile information and murmured, “I hope that one of the Left Behind figures residing in Princess Arteria's body can explain the misunderstanding. If I could, the other nobles who saw me would still think I was a demon messenger or something..”.


 


 


Odo deactivates passive reinforcement magic and releases the gloves. Seeing the amount of spare lives one had, at first glance the young man hesitated to use them later on returning to the residence. There are indeed several alternative options for correcting misunderstandings, but there is no one option where he will not be killed.


 


 


In addition to the current conditions in which Odo cannot use Perception Speculation, he cannot try one by one the choice and see which is the most appropriate. Touching the king's surface on the palm, the young man faintly narrowed his eyes and sighed fretfully.


 


 


“How to use his life is not limited to one option. Other than dying, I can perform sacrificial magic types to transform life energy into Pure Mana and improve various aspects of abilities. But, if I die all that is useless because my body status will reset …. In order to overcome this, an external storage is needed to hold life energy extracts so as not to be exposed to basic information from sent from the Fog Dimension.”


 


 


Looking at his own glove held with his left hand, Odo thought of some ideas and briefly put up a wide grin when he got another way to use spare life. “I completely forgot, the storage dimension can also store the results of reactions such as fire which also includes energy,” he said while stopping leaning.