060: The Unhidden Melusine and the Oracle of the Final Land
"Flying does indeed save a lot of time…"
"So, Novia, do you still find me, Melusine, scary?"
Towards this new name, the silver-haired girl showed no discomfort or unease; on the contrary, she was immensely happy.
Novia was now literally high in the sky, speeding rapidly over the seemingly boundless, endless Mediterranean Sea.
To be honest, it wasn't his first time flying. It wasn't through magecraft but through things like planes or gliders.
Shortly after using the method of bestowing the name 'Melusine' to restrain Albion's desire to eat him, the silver-haired girl voluntarily requested to accompany him.
"Without delay, Novia, where do you want to go? I'll take you. I can fly, you know. Anyway, magical energy won't increase if I don't use it, so I might as well use it for you."
Melusine gave a little hop, stretched out her arms to wrap around Novia's neck. Her body weight of only twenty kilograms was practically nothing, and her height was even three centimeters shorter than Nero's.
"Seventy kilometers north of Jerusalem."
"Eh, that place… Okay. Anywhere you want is fine."
The dragon girl's toes lightly pushed off the empty air. She unfurled blue-black metallic-textured wings from her body and took flight with Novia.
Back to the present.
"I don't like you being afraid of me." Melusine buried her face in the crook of Novia's neck, giving a few licks. "I'm indeed not human. It's not unreasonable for you to see me as a beast. But I don't want to be your friend either. I really like you, Novia. From the very beginning, I came to find you from a very, very far away place, all by myself."
The silver-haired girl's voice sounded excited, happy, elegant.
Novia didn't make a sound. His intuition told him the other didn't want him to speak at this moment.
"Back there, I was lonely and sad, and could only endure and endure. No, I'll tell the truth. Actually, I was so, so sad, so lonely I felt like crying anytime, holding it in all the time. It only eased when I heard your voice. Even though you're just a human, my previous thought was at most, 'I wonder what you'd taste like? But someone so weak probably doesn't taste good.' But if I ate you, I would definitely be very sad."
"So, Novia, let's stay together forever."
Melusine whispered in his ear, her voice so soft it was almost drowned out by the friction of the air.
"I don't want you to leave me. I want you to have only me… Actually, when I first met you, I lied to you… There really isn't anyone who can replace you. Since I see you that way, you should see me that way too. That's it. Also, I want to possess your body. In human terms, that's mating."
She then lowered her gaze, as if holding something back.
"......"
Novia remained silent for a few seconds, probably having never been asked something like this before.
"If you pretend not to hear, I'll kill you. Okay, I'm kidding. Three, two, one. Answer quickly."
".....Melusine, aren't you a soul right now? Your body was long ago—"
"I don't know. Anyway, I feel like I'm gradually getting a human body. In just a few more years, it'll be possible. That's great, isn't it, Novia? I'm already yours. You can treat me however you like… That… also, isn't okay…"
The strongest dragon named Melusine brought her face close to Novia's, touching it with her cheek. As he remained silent, the girl's voice grew smaller and thinner.
"I'm very sorry… I wasn't considerate. Oh, right, I can keep it from your… that human, Nero. Because I'll only appear when I'm alone with you."
This statement was actually true. Over the years, apart from the initial time Novia took her out and she saw Nero, Melusine basically only appeared when Novia was alone.
Then, both fell into silence. Soon after, they reached Novia's destination. For Novia, he hadn't expended any of his own magical energy.
Melusine, her face somewhat pale, trembled involuntarily, whether because he hadn't answered, or because the magical energy consumption was extremely high, or perhaps both. In any case, her body was shaking slightly.
"...I, I'm a bit tired. Need to rest. Oh, right, I'm sorry, Novia… I was just mentioning it casually earlier… Please forget it…"
"Is that really okay? Actually, I don't think it's necessary to hide it from Nero. It should be said."
He could have simply nodded to have the best of both worlds, but Novia always believed that anyone who treated him with genuine sincerity should not be met with a sense of superiority born from favoritism, and they were the last ones to be brushed off.
So, Novia narrowed his eyes as if pondering something and grasped Melusine's trembling hand.
"Whether it's you or Nero, I won't let go. Please have confidence in this. From now on, you will never be lonely again, Melusine, Albion."
"Okay… See you later… I really need to rest now…"
Melusine's tone sounded as if a weight had been lifted, her smile blooming like a flower before she disappeared, returning to the 'Spear' Novia carried to recover magical energy.
Afterward, Novia looked up at this place, a vast field woven with squares of brown-green farmland.
"So this is the final battlefield."
Novia gazed at the scene before her, gripping the key pendant on his chest tightly. He fell silent.
The various legends heard from Revelation flashed through his mind one by one:
The kings of the whole world gathered, the Antichrist's advent, the Almighty defeating the devil and "the kings of the earth," the whole earth destroyed, the Beast captured…
When would the prophetic Revelation described by John occur? The Nero he had met was the beautiful Beast in essence.
All he had done was futile work. In other words, neither judgment nor salvation existed for it.
Lost in thought, an earthquake occurred around Novia—a slight tremor, only the ground in this area beneath his feet shook a little. And a scene manifested with flames rose out of thin air—
The legendary twins, raised by a wolf, after helping their grandfather seize the throne, decided to build a new city.
But they argued over the location: the older brother wanted to build it on the mountain where they grew up, the younger brother by the river.
From that moment, an irreparable crack appeared in the twins' bond.
Ultimately, it led to the tragedy of the older brother killing the younger.
From that moment, this nation was destined to continue in endless bloodshed and conspiracy.
Even though the founder, the older brother, was like "light," he could not stop the sin and evil that had stretched to this day.
The flames vanished. Following where they disappeared, Novia found the source: a book titled—
The Sibylline Oracles.
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