“Eww!”

At Reed's feet a young boy was crying bitterly, probably having been running around in excitement when he bumped into him and fell on his butt.

<You could have avoided it by a single step, what a traitor.>

Reed just stood there motionless, as if possessed by a sculpture in the square. Not only did he bump into the child, he was treating the child as if he didn't exist.

“Levio!”

“Uh, uh, mom....... Huah!”

“Are you okay? Let me see if you’re hurt.”

“Oh, I’m not hurt.......”

The sobbing child's gaze turned to the sky. In the distance, a bright orange balloon was flying along the wind.

“My balloon... bumped into my brother here....”

A resentment as deep as tears hung in the child's eyes. Then the woman grabbed her young son's chubby cheeks, made him look at her, and scolded him harshly.

“Levio, Mom told me not to run.”

“Ugh, but that guy suddenly showed up......”

“My mom always told me to look ahead and walk.”

“But, but......”

“Levio, are you going to continue being a bad kid or a good kid?”

“Heeeeelp.......”

The child cried for a while and then said in a small voice, “Good child.” When the mother released the hands that were covering both of her cheeks, the child turned toward Reed.

“I’m sorry we bumped into you, hyung.......”

“.......”

Reed just rolled his eyes and gave a ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) blank stare. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

<Oh my, that's amazing. But why is Reid so blunt? Say something back to him.>

I watched anxiously with the same feeling. Fortunately, it seemed as if Agnes and I had heard his earnest wish, and Reed opened his mouth.

“Go and see.”

That was the end.

<... ... Oh, you seem so cold-blooded. Can’t you be a little kinder to children?>

It definitely looks worse when you do that to a child.

“Let’s go, Levio.”

“My, my, balloon... huh.”

The child followed his mother and kept looking up at the sky.

The orange balloon was nowhere to be found, as if it had melted into the color of the sky that was just beginning to turn red.

“The crepes are here.”

"thank you."

I took a small lollipop in my mouth and a crepe in each hand. Now all I had to do was go back to Reed.

“Huh?”

Reed, who had been standing quietly in front of the fountain just a moment ago, disappeared without a trace.

<What, where did this guy go?>

It was then, as I was wandering around the square, that I discovered a surprising sight.

“Huh?! That’s my balloon!”

The orange balloon, which was thought to have been lost forever in the sky, was slowly descending toward the child. Something heavy was caught on the end of the string.

Looking closely, it is... ... .

<A lollipop?>

It was a candy that looked exactly like my lollipop.

“Mommy, Mommy! The balloons are back!”

“Oh my, what is this? Our Levio, this is great!”

“Yeah, yeah!”

The child who got his balloon back and even got some candy as a bonus was jumping around excitedly.

I stood there feeling a little dazed. The small incident that had occurred in the middle of the square, bathed in the glow of a spring sunset, felt like some kind of fairy tale magic.

“Eyelet Rodelin.”

I turned my head, drawn by the soft, low voice. A beautiful face bathed in warm light filled my vision. That, too, was like magic.

Very interesting and pretty.

“Let’s go back.”

“.......”

“Ilet Rodelin?”

“.......”

I didn't even think about answering him. I was so focused on looking at him right now.

Ah, Reid.

You can't help it.

Seriously, you're so over the top, I can't help it.

"......why."

As if asking what the problem is, as if he doesn't know anything. The question he asks in such a way asserts a kind of innocence.

however.

[<System> The final mastermind has done a small favor. You have obtained 1C of good deed coins.]

The omniscient world tells me.

“No, nothing.”

I answered in a singing voice. It wasn't my intention, but I couldn't help but smile brightly.

“But why are you laughing?”

“I was born to smile when I saw a handsome man.”

“Yeah, you like this face.”

I guess I also revealed my face in the previous timeline.

I handed over my share of crepes and blurted out a comment.

"lead."

"huh."

“Shall we hold hands?”

"......what?"

[The 'World-Building Words' shudders.]

[The 'eye that watches over all chaos' rubs its eyes in surprise.]

[The 'Libra that judges the soul' is excited, wondering when he pulled out the long-hand rule without knowing.]

[The 'Creative Economy Manager' calms you down by saying that anything more than that is paid content.]

[I expect the 'Weather Leakage Inspector' to give you a big hard time.]

This won't work. We need to withdraw quickly.

“I'm just kidding.”

“.......”

Somehow he seemed to be more flustered than I expected and his recovery was slow. So I added.

“I was surprised when you suddenly disappeared earlier. I said that to prevent you from getting lost.”

"iced coffee."

Only then did Reed smile a little.

We sat down on a bench in a relaxed atmosphere. As we quietly ate our crepes, our eyes naturally turned to the wide open sky.

"pretty."

“.......”

Reed also looked in the same direction. The sky was ablaze with the magnificent fireworks created by the setting sun.

After a while, I saw his lips twitch as if he was about to express his feelings. I somehow knew what he was going to say.

“Don’t say things like, ‘It would be prettier if the ground were burned.’”

"......okay."

Chapter 6. Hyperdimensional Community

The Ragnape Republic of Magic, which was chosen because it had the lowest difficulty level, has become a base for world conquest.

I worked hard to lay the foundation for the Unryonggyo here and expand its influence, while Reed was acting like a tyrant, manipulating the Magic Tower. Since Reed took office, there seemed to be about a hundred new laws and regulations in the Republic.

In the meantime, Reed was often absent and wandering around. It seemed that he was also diligently preparing for the follow-up work that would be needed in the future.

“You’re ambitious, Reid.”

“I have to conquer the world quickly so that the whole world will love me quickly.”

“That’s good motivation. Keep up the good work today.”

They encouraged each other and went to work as Matapju and Shinsungkyung.

Every day is so smooth and peaceful that you forget that this is a world with a survival difficulty of S-class. If things were as they were, you wouldn't have to deal with powerful enemies step by step, get hurt, roll around, and have a mess.

“It’s like, I got lucky after siding with the strongest villain.”

<But don't let your guard down, Cadet Ailet!>

“Of course.”

It was harder to let my guard down, because I only had to worry about the lead. He was a handsome man who drew all my attention just by his presence.

Of course, you will be able to detect suspicious signs or ominous possibilities in advance... ... .

"ah."

I just remembered something that has been bothering me for a while.

“You know, the Ice Gods. What if we don’t have the right to change genres?”

The gods who always create a strange atmosphere and talk about products worth 10 billion cash.

There was a need to clearly explain the reason for the consistently ambiguous reaction.

[The 'Libra that Judges Souls' has a lot to say, but cannot bring himself to say it.]

[The 'World-Building Word' just coughs in vain.]

[The 'eye that watches over the chaos of all creation' is chewing on a carrot.]

[The 'Inspector of Weather Secrets' watches over the gods and taps his palm with a whetstone.]

It seemed that there were strict regulations within the divine realm, so the gods collectively looked at the inspector's face.

I think I'll have to get the information from somewhere else, but what should I do?

This dilemma was soon resolved.

✠

Today was a leisurely day as there was nothing particularly planned. I enjoyed tea time with Agnes in the early summer sunshine in the backyard of the church.

<The tart is pretty.>

They put colorful desserts on the plate opposite me. Even if I couldn't taste them, I could still enjoy them with my eyes.

Agnes smiled gently.

<Eat plenty for me too, Aylet.>

“Yes, Agnes.”

<And then we train hard! Let's sweat rainbow beads under the bright sun!>

“Ugh, yes.”

It is true that you need to move your body every day to keep the tip of your sword from becoming dull.

At that moment, a translucent system window appeared in my field of vision.

[<System> We will now proceed with the synchronization update of your 'Ice Bearer Support System'.]

Sync update? This is the first time this has happened, why is this suddenly needed?

“Agnes, I need to communicate with the divine realm.”

<Yeah, right.>

The system answered my questions as the percentage gauge slowly rose.

[<Help> The system you are currently using is an old version that has been updated to the second version. You must update to the latest system version that your future self will use.]

Ah, the 101st timeline I'm in was a late divergence, so there are version differences.

Just as I inherit the powers of my future self, I inherit the functions of the future system. Surely, there will be many better things. I was watching with anticipation.

The system displayed a log of updates that had taken place so far.

[<System> 'Tower of Trials' server integration update has been completed.]

[<System> The 'Tower of Trials' party play function has been updated.]

[<System> The emergency patch for the bug that prevented you from exiting the 'Tower of Trials' has been completed!]

[<System> The first downward patch for the 300th floor boss of the 'Tower of Trials' has been completed!]

[<System> The second downward patch for the 300th floor boss of the 'Tower of Trials' has been completed!]

... ... .

[<System> The 10th downward patch for the 300th floor boss of the 'Tower of Trials' has been completed!]

[<System> The 12-person raid function for the 'Tower of Trials' boss has been updated.]

All I see is a feast of bug patches and downgrades.

'It's been quite eventful. What on earth happened in the Tower of Trials?'