A Transmigrator’s Privilege-Chapter 209
"Wh... What kind of nonsense misunderstanding are you having? Why would I...?"
The fact that he couldn’t finish his sentence seemed to indicate that the meaning of "waking up after sleeping" had been properly conveyed.
Tesilid pleaded with an expression of injustice, as if he was the victim of a false accusation.
"I... I couldn't have done that. There’s no way. Absolutely not."
"How can you be so sure? It's the future, you know?"
"..."
Tesilid seemed at a loss for words, his expression blank and absent.
In the meantime, my mind was busy searching for evidence to prove his innocence.
‘There’s no penalty for revealing secrets.’
This fact pointed to one of two possibilities:
Either it was something the protagonist had already experienced in the past, or it was something that would never happen in the protagonist's future.
The former was, of course, impossible. He was on his 17th cycle, and there was no past history of that nature, as proven earlier by the Mirror of the protagonist's ex in the Anaxia dungeon.
Therefore, the answer must be the latter.
Something that will never happen.
The relationship between the protagonist and the saint had evaporated. No love, no betrayal. All gone.
‘Why? Why is this happening?’
The question that burned in my mind seemed to fill me with an overwhelming sense of curiosity.
...Even though the answer seemed obvious.
I hesitated to jump to a conclusion too quickly. If I were disappointed, I might not be able to bear the fall.
So, the person who could provide the answer was none other than Tesilid, standing right in front of me.
Fortunately, he was desperately defending his future self.
"I couldn’t have done that. There must be a misunderstanding in the prophecy, some misinterpretation."
"..."
"I swear to you, what you think happened hasn’t... won’t happen. I’m sure I would have just given up my life and left immediately."
"..."
"Forget about that ridiculous future. Instead, believe me. I can’t give you concrete proof right now... but you need to trust me. I don't mind if others misunderstand, but if you—"
"You don’t mind if others misunderstand?"
I questioned him, catching a particular phrase. Tesilid’s expression immediately became more complicated.
"Ah..."
Flustered, confused, wronged, hesitant, and even a bit resigned—all these emotions blended on his face. And then...
At some point, everything faded.
The expression on his face cleared, and he met my eyes with a calm, collected look, as if he had regained control. He was as serious and composed as usual, but there was a palpable tension.
And I, too, felt that tension seep into me.
His chest expanded as he took a deep breath. Then, with a steady exhale, he spoke.
"Ayleth Rodeline."
"......"
"Don’t you know? Really?"
"......"
He answered my question with another question, his face uncertain, as if it were neither a smile nor a cry.
"......"
At that moment, I was at a loss for words. If I opened my mouth, I felt like my heart would leap out instead.
<Oh... guys...>
"......"
"......"
<I-I guess... I’ll just stay quiet and let things go...?>
"......"
"......"
I couldn’t hear Agnes’ words.
No, it wasn’t just her voice. I couldn’t even hear the fierce winds or the crashing waves.
There was plenty to fill the silence, but it felt like the entire world had turned into a vacuum.
I couldn’t sense anything around me except for Tesilid Arzent.
I lost track of time, unsure of how long had passed, when sound finally returned to the world.
"Ah."
I focused completely on his voice, as if it were pulling everything else in.
"You asked me once, back when I was at my lowest. If I had something I wanted to do."
"......"
The memory surfaced.
It was a conversation we’d had when we started our journey together, in the carriage as the sunset descended.
I want to live a good life this time.
Don’t you want to do anything else?
Hmm. If you help me, I might consider it.
His voice had been hollow, his eyes vacant, his smile lifeless.
He had looked as though he might dissolve into the ocean’s foam at any moment, his face etched into my memory as something both beautiful and heartbreaking.
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"I didn’t have anything. But if there was one thing... it’s a wish you probably wouldn’t like."
I was slightly taken aback.
"...Did you want to die?"
"Yeah."
"......"
"But now, things are different."
With those few words, it felt like the air I had lost was returned to me.
"Now, I want to live. At least in this timeline, for a long, long time."
He spoke with a voice that sounded like a fairy tale, voicing the human desire for life.
A smile filled with sincerity spread across his face, soft and serene.
As I gazed at him, mesmerized, his deep voice filled my ears again.
"So, if I’m allowed... I want to live with you until the end of this timeline."
"......"
I felt like this moment would become one of the most treasured memories in my heart.
The endless sea, the sky, and the long, stretching horizon.
Against the backdrop of that deep, vast world, Tesilid Arzent, confessing his desire to live, stood before me.
I couldn’t help but stare at him, my eyes filling with his image, so much so that my eyelids forgot how to blink. Somehow, a lump formed in my throat as I responded.
"Yeah. Let’s live together in this timeline."
Perhaps he, too, had been nervous.
Something he had been holding back burst forth like a dam breaking, and a wave of bittersweet joy washed over him, twisting his expression into something completely different.
That moment, too, etched itself into my memory. [‘The Scales Judging Souls’ shudders at the emotional proposal.]
[‘The Spy of Secret Revelations’ sighs in exasperation at yet another mishap.]
[‘The Eyes Watching Chaos of All Things’ weeps, thinking of Bianca.]
...Gods have a way of ruining the atmosphere with their over-interpretations.
‘What kind of proposal is this? Everyone’s rushing ahead of themselves...’ [‘The Wordsmith Building Worlds’ tenses up.]
Huh?
The message from the Wordsmith felt odd.
At the same time, a chill ran up my spine. It felt like the tension had fallen from my crown to my very soul.
Soon, my instincts proved themselves invaluable. [ Emergency alert! An unholy genre deviation has been detected.]
What? What’s that?!
I panicked, ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) shouting inwardly.
"Wh-what?"
“Ah...?”
As I turned toward Tesilid, I went pale.
Whooooosh.
A massive whirlpool was forming in the middle of the sea, right behind Tesilid.
Moments later:
<RAAAAHHHH!>
"......!"
"......!"
A colossal, blue-scaled beast emerged from the sea, its massive form rising.
A shadow stretched from the sea all the way to the shore.
A message appeared. [ Warning. Demon Realm Ranking 183, ‘Leviathan of the Northern Sea’ has emerged in the human realm. Due to the SS-Class boss's presence, a demonization effect is spreading within a 10 km radius.]
[ Warning. The demonized area follows the rules of a dungeon.]
[ Warning. ‘Frost Stack,’ ‘Hypothermia Stack’ have begun.]
[ Warning. Use of space transfer stones is restricted.]
"Mi, mi, mi-crazy...!”
The dragon from the Northern Sea appeared on a warm resort island!
This was an SS-Class dungeon burst with no regard for logic. And the boss was ranked even higher than Anaxia.
It was the strongest enemy we had faced so far.
Suddenly, I remembered: - Just after I confessed, a dragon appeared and blasted my favorite character to death. It was a completely illogical death. I almost died for some silly reason too. It seems like in the original, whenever a romance happens, one of them dies or both die...
"Is this the widowed ending?!"
My cry was swept away by the fierce wind.
Swoooooosh!
A strong gust of wind swept from the land to the sea. It was as if Leviathan was sucking all the air from every direction.
A greenish aura began to gather inside the monster's mouth.
I stared at it, dazed, before snapping out of it. I immediately invoked divine power and cast my ultimate skill.
"Mercury’s Shield...!"
At that moment, an additional message appeared. [ Emergency alert! Genre deviation penalty will be adjusted to a suitable balance for the transmigrator. ‘Leviathan of the Northern Sea’s’ debuff effects will be added.]
What? Wait, what?!
[ Warning. A transcendental debuff, ‘The Gaze That Seals Divine Power,’ will be applied.]
"......!"
The moment I met Leviathan’s gleaming eyes, I felt all my connection with divine power severed.
Crack!
The silver fortress I was building around myself shattered like glass shards.
[ Your divine power has been sealed. Remaining time: 1 hour 59 minutes.]
[ Transcendental skill ‘Divine Descent’ has been sealed. Remaining time: 1 hour 59 minutes.]
No way.
Under the guise of "balance adjustment," my hands were now tied.
Special privileges for transmigrators.
