just now.

In order to travel to the era 500 years in the future, the help of the God of Skill is necessary.

"No matter what, we have to find the God of Skill. If you don't tell us, we'll have to find him ourselves."

Lala spoke up.

After saying that, Urpe immediately stared at Lala with a somewhat frightening look.

Lala stared back at him without flinching.

Not good...

Why does it feel like a fight could break out at any moment?

Although I personally believe we have a chance of winning, the main purpose of this conversation is to obtain information about the God of Techniques.

If it develops to that point...

After careful consideration, let's take it a break.

I stepped between the two of them.

“Well, Mr. Ulpe, the existence that the God of Techniques has always wanted to defeat is the Ninety Gods, who are my current enemies. In other words, we share the same goal as the God of Techniques. Helping us find the God of Techniques would also be a good thing for him.”

"How can one-sided accounts be readily believed?"

Ulpe said noncommittally.

Although he is still very young compared to the dragon race, he has been mingling with the human race for a long time.

He was wary of the wickedness of the human race.

Ulpe looked down at the aphrodisiac bottle in her hand.

After thinking for a moment.

“…Orstid is the son of the legendary first dragon god. If he is willing to trust you to the point of giving you forbidden items at will, it is not unreasonable for him to trust you. But you must prove to me that you are not a spy sent by Laplace.”

"Yes... but how do I do it?"

I said, feeling a bit of a headache.

The Laplace factor is really troublesome.

I have always benefited from the Laplace factor.

Unexpectedly, in this era, it has become an obstacle.

Ulpe tossed the bottle of aphrodisiac to me from a distance.

"Two days later."

"Two days?"

“I have some acquaintances among the sea creatures. I’ve received intelligence that Laplace’s main force will land here in three days, and a war will break out in this port.”

"Ulpe said."

"Western Port is the only interface between the Central Continent and the Milis Continent; we absolutely cannot lose it. If you can lend us a hand..."

"No problem at all!"

The person who answered was Lala.

While I was still hesitating, Lala had already made her decision.

"As long as I help you win this war, that's fine, right?"

"Yes."

"Then it's decided!"

……

……

The conversation ended with this result.

I will be involved in the war that will break out in two days, as an ally of Urpe.

After winning this war, Urpe will reward you with information from the God of Skill.

That said, there are still many problems with this deal.

For example, Percius's distrust of me.

What if this guy takes advantage of the war to attack me...?

No, it shouldn't be that bad.

all in all.

After the conversation ended, Lala and I moved to the hotel to rest.

I also asked Lala about the situation regarding my long-standing doubts.

That is the matter of "changing history".

Honestly.

If my unauthorized alteration of history results in Loki, Silphie, and Alice not appearing, I'd be ready to die.

Although I had long ago decided to fight to the death.

But, how should I put it…

If we could go back, that would be the best outcome.

"With the protection of destiny, as long as we don't do anything outrageous, the timeline will basically remain unchanged."

Lala answered in this way.

"Moreover, perhaps we existed in the original history?"

"…What does that mean?"

“If our journey to 500 years ago is already part of history, then there’s no need to worry about disrupting the timeline.”

This claim is really hard to believe.

However, it's not impossible.

The power of destiny is an extremely powerful force.

As long as we don't deliberately disrupt it, the world will still get back on track under the guidance of fate.

But there is one thing that is still very concerning.

"If our journey to 500 years ago is a given in history, why are there no traces of us 500 years later?"

I asked, puzzled.

That means we haven't left a mark on this era.

“But just now Percius…”

I just met with Percius.

If history were to repeat itself, Percius would live for another 500 years.

Percius, who had seen me, would naturally have memories of me, which would create a discrepancy with the original history, wouldn't it?

"No, Percius has never seen you."

Lala shook her head.

"Don't forget, you're using your grandfather's appearance right now. Percius himself doesn't have the ability to see through the disguise directly."

"But that insightful Carowante..."

“Percius’s eleven familiars will all die in the Battle of Laplace, after which he will recreate familiars.”

"I see."

That way, everything makes sense.

Ulpe and Carovante will die in this war.

Kalman will die of old age.

Percius never saw my or Lala's true faces.

That makes sense.

The things I feared about history being altered are unlikely to happen.

Do not……

If that's the case, there's one more thing we must pay attention to.

The war began two days later.

I cannot use Icarus's power.

Icarus is a magical armor created with the help of Percius's power.

That is why he absolutely cannot appear before Percius in this day and age.

Well.

After all, I am a magician.

Even if you don't go to the front lines, there are still plenty of ways to fight.

Then again.

Laplace's main force...

From the perspective of later generations.

When discussing the demonic forces that shone brightly in the Laplace campaign, one cannot help but mention...

Spelud warriors.

395.Victory

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