Chapter 198: Tricking the Infinite Dragon into Becoming His...
Right under his nose, where did this crossing over come from?
But according to their description, it seemed as if they had truly crossed over to the past.
They even witnessed the opening of the sixth round?
Old man Zeus made his move?
And the corresponding human representative, from the description, seemed to be the identity of the King of Knights?
This was very wrong. In his memory, the sixth round clearly hadn't started yet.
Closing his eyes and connecting to the other side, it still hadn't begun.
Thus, there was one possibility.
The memories of his that they saw were both memories and dreams—a dream that seemed to autonomously continue the plot, a dream that appeared exceptionally real.
In fact, Renji had already sensed that Zeus would make his move in the sixth round, so he had already confirmed his identity.
It was precisely because he subconsciously thought this way that they were able to see this continuation in their dream.
There was another possibility, which involved one of the abilities of his current identity, so the subsequent dream was a prophetic dream glimpsing into the future.
No, if they were dreaming based on his memories, the perspective would be somewhat problematic. It shouldn't be so free, as if they had truly crossed over.
Their perspective should primarily be first-person, not like an omniscient view that could freely switch.
But then again, since they already knew so much, weren't they afraid that whatever could connect to the dream might spy on them?
As for that, he wasn't too worried, because from now on, their connection with him was growing increasingly tighter.
If any force attempting to spy on dreams and memories seeped in, it would automatically cut off.
They were like computers he had installed antivirus software on—any virus trying to invade would be blocked.
"This is our dream?"
Rias murmured in astonishment.
But this dream was too real. Although it reached the start of the sixth round, what they witnessed were indeed events that happened over there—they had already verified this with the man before them.
Logically, since King Solomon died in the second round, he shouldn't have been able to know about the subsequent three rounds, nor could he have witnessed them.
So, if they were dreaming based on his memories, how could this be explained?
Didn't Ravel say it? He faked his death, and then he descended into their world only after the five rounds ended.
"How could this be a dream? How could a dream be so realistic? It's not like we've never dreamed before, but we've never had such a complete dream, one with such great freedom."
Ravel still couldn't believe it was a dream.
But the person before them had said that the sixth round hadn't started yet.
No, she felt he was hiding something from them. He seemed to know the truth about their dream.
"Wh-what's wrong? Xenovia"
Asia noticed the Holy Sword Wielder looking at her with a terrifying gaze.
In fact, this wasn't the first time. Ever since arriving here and meeting her, she had been looking at her with sharp, piercing eyes.
At first, it was somewhat annoying, but later it turned into outright anger.
Now, she seemed even more furious, making Asia worry that she might suddenly hit her.
"It's nothing."
"What do you mean 'nothing'? It's a simple matter, Asia~"
"Huh? What?"
Miss Ravel seemed to understand something.
"She's just jealous—jealous that you were the first to come into contact with King Solomon, that's all~"
Ravel saw through it at a glance—why this church warrior held such strong hostility toward Asia. Correction, it was jealousy.
A nun who had been exorcised, a nun branded as a witch, was actually the first to become the resurrected Son of God's Demon Pillar, favored and trusted by him. This was somewhat difficult for this warrior of the Church to accept.
"I absolutely did not!"
Xenovia refuted with a stern expression and fearful tone, but her evasive gaze had already betrayed her thoughts.
Her eyes also secretly glanced at King Solomon, afraid that her jealousy toward Asia might displease him, which made her somewhat uneasy.
"If you want to see, go find them and ask them to share their memories with you."
"Huh? No, I want you to share yours."
A voice that sounded like a child throwing a tantrum drew the attention of several people. It was Rias's ancestor, Runeas, acting spoiled.
Because she was different from them.
The memories she saw were purely King Solomon's memories, and she only observed them in a viewing format, unlike the others who experienced it as if they had truly traveled to the past.
The impact of the two experiences was entirely different.
So, Runeas wanted to experience that time-travel-like feeling as well. Unfortunately, King Solomon completely ignored her, making her so upset that her cheeks puffed up like balloons.
Although Xenovia didn't say anything, her longing gaze made it clear that she also wanted the same experience as Ravel and the others.
"Then I won't help you find anyone! Go find them yourself, I'm going back!!!"
With those words, Lady Runeas immediately teleported away using a magic circle.
This childish act of running away from home, as if throwing a tantrum with her parents, made Rias smile wryly.
This ancestor was far too immature.
"Candidates, huh?"
Xenovia murmured softly.
She also wanted Irina to join.
This time, it was no longer a tripartite meeting of angels, fallen angels, and devils, but a conference of multiple pantheons. Information about the other world would be disclosed to prepare for its impending invasion.
"Looking for people? I have a few candidates in mind~"
As Kuroka said this, a mischievous glint flashed in her eyes. She did have some candidates in mind.
Vali had a magician on his side—getting them to join shouldn't be a problem.
The Hero Faction had someone she didn't get along with—the inheritor of Jeanne d'Arc's soul. She could just kidnap that person.
Also, she heard that the Hero Faction had recently set their sights on the fox spirits of Kyoto, warning Vali's faction not to interfere. Now, she wanted to interfere even more and bring the mother and daughter fox spirits over to test them.
Come to think of it, would that Dragon God with the cute appearance but seemingly not-so-bright mind work?
If they could actually make that Dragon God theirs, it would be even more interesting.
That way, the Khaos Brigade would be effectively crippled.