Chapter 120: 120

It’s not that he didn’t say anything, it was that he couldn’t?

Wasn’t God omniscient?

The Gods’ words continued as if he had read my questions.

[‘The Eyes that watch over the chaos of all things’ explains that in some worldviews, there are characters with special abilities that offset the power of the Gods, and one of them is Thesilid Argent of the RUWS – Return Until the World is Save-.]

[‘The Spoiler Inspector’ takes out a yellow card and attaches it to the eyes of the ‘The Eyes that watch over the chaos of all things’.]

I think I just heard something incredibly unusual.

In order to avoid trouble for Mr. Eyes, I moved on to another question.

‘What is the observation range?’

Instead of the Mr. Eye who received the warning, World God answered.

[‘The World-building God’ says that Gods of the Transmigration Bureau look into the main character through you.]

[‘The World-building God’ explains that the main character is, therefore, unable to be seen if he is far from you or in a separate space-time.]

Now that Thesilid has entered the boss room, the current situation corresponds to a separate space-time.

‘Thank you for your answer.’

Then, Clovis and Rex approached me as if they were waiting for me to finish my conversation with the Gods.

Rex was the first to speak.

“Your Grace.”

“Are there any problems?”

“The cookies are so delicious.”

“Take one more.”

“Thank you, Your Grace.”

Clovis came next.

Believing that I shouldn’t discriminate with food, I handed him a cookie before he even opened his mouth. He kindly accepted it, but his business was different.

“I’m sorry, but I have a question for you, Your Grace.”

“Yes. Ask me, Sir Clovis.”

“What is the Bible of truth used for? And why did Your Grace not step forward but sent Thesilid instead?”

The paladins, who had their ears perked up, all focused their attention on me.

It seems everyone was curious.

<Yes, that’s right. Tell me, too.>

I don’t know about anyone else, but if even Agnes is like this, I can’t keep my mouth shut.

“This Boss doesn’t give you items or skill books even if you subdue her.”

Rex asked back in bewilderment.

“Shouldn’t you receive the Bible of truth?”

“No. You only have the right to open it. You cannot take it.”

“No, if it’s like that, what do we do about the 1/3 that’s to be donated……”

<In my time, it was 1/2……>

It seemed that Clovis is the only one seriously listening.

Looking at him, I continued to explain.

“Opening the bible is a great reward in itself.”

“It looks like it has something to do with the strange words said by the owner of the dungeon.”

– You have come to seek answers to questions that God does not answer.

Clovis came to the answer right away.

“Is it like a question and answer?”

“That’s right.”

I stared at the black glass that had lost its function as a window.

Instead of the unseen Thesilid, I recalled him from the original story and said.

“Questions and Answers of the Real Truth of this World. The right to get an answer to any question is the reward for this dungeon.”

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Tap, tap……

“……”

Thesilid slowly approached the fallen Elantia.

Devoured by the darkness, she was stretched out like a doll in a puddle of dark blood.

His hand reached for her neck.

Grabbing the key and pulling lightly, it separated from the necklace.

Whiriiiiii!

At that moment, a gust of wind blew through the air and a thick book appeared. In fact, it was doubtful whether it could be called a book.

It was as gigantic as a person, and with a lock and chains around it, it was more like a door.

Thesilid inserted the key into the hole in the lock.

Clack. Charararara.

The chains crawled down the cover of the book as if alive, and the book opened by itself.

At the same time, two beams of light rose from Thesilid’s feet. It scanned his body in a double helix.

It was then that a voice that seemed to echo in water reached his ears.

<Check eligibility. Authorizes the use of the Book of Truth and the rights to a Question.>

“……”

<You, who came to seek answers that cannot be obtained from God, what are you curious about?>

“……”

The handsome man’s lips swallowed a small breath.

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It was the moment he had been waiting for so long.

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Clovis asked in amazement.

“Any question?”

“Yes.”

Thesilid was a regressor, so he could use the right to question every round.

From the 18th round, when he first attacked this place, every time he returned, he effectively used the reward.

He mainly asked about dungeon raids, but he also used questions for his personal inquiries.

Round 18, round 19, round 89, round 99. He did so only four times and the questions that varied from episode to episode were as follows.

Why do I return?

How to save the world?

How to stop regression?

What is the truth?

In the original story, the main character of the 18th episode has doubts due to the shock of being killed by Reed as soon as he returns from the 17th episode.

The whole world hates him and is eager to kill him, but why was he given the ability to return instead of letting him die as the world wishes?

In order to obtain an answer and understand the contradictions, Thesilid fought a life-and-death struggle, obsessing over the Bible of truth in the 18th episode.

As a result, he got an answer, and based on that answer, he asks another question in the next episode. Similarly, the Bible also gave an answer.

From then on, Thesilid began to focus on clearing the dungeon as a result, the subsequent questions were all about clearing the dungeons.

Then he gets hit in the back of the head by the world and realizes that what the Bible told him was a fragmentary truth.

As he asks the third question, he gets no satisfactory answer.

For a while, he wastes his right to ask questions, fed up with his mission to save the world. Then the fourth and last question is born.

Truth.

It was during the 99th episode of the original work that he finally knew the truth and collapsed in shock.

Then Rex, who was chewing on cookies, asked.

“Honestly, if subjugation is the only objective here, wouldn’t it be the end if Your Grace pretends to engage in a one-on-one magic battle and uses Descent once?”

“That’s true.”

“Leaving aside the easy way, it seems like this is all done to get the right to ask questions, but what is Sir Thesilid so curious about?”

“……”

According to the original story, Thesilid, who should have died and moved on to the 18th episode, was revived. In the 17th episode, the questions he would ask were fixed.

Why is he returning?

✠

Finally, the handsome man spat out the question with an exhalation.

“Where is the save point?”

It was a question outside the realm of the original work.

Whii-.

A whirlwind raged from the giant bible and wrapped around Thesilid’s body.

His silver hair that seems to embrace the daytime moon and the hem of the holy white uniform flew around. Even in the surging air, his beautiful face remained calm and expressionless.

< Lack of information. Please specify the object of the question.>

“It’s a consumable artifact that can rewrite the regression point, it has fourteen uses left.”

< Satisfied with the required amount of information. I will start searching.>

“……”

<The owner of the artifact……a human being.>

“……”

Like a beautiful still-life painting, his unmoving chest swelled a little, swallowing the tension and anticipation.

However.

<Unable to search.>

“……”

<Powerful forces are protecting the Owner’s information. Since it is no longer accessible, the question is invalidated. Ask another question.>

“……Ha.”

His sea-blue eyes turned cold. He wiped his face with one hand, chewed a question, and spat it out.

“Could that be ‘Strict order and Goodwill’ work?”

<Is that a question?>

“No. All I’m curious about is the artifact.”

There was no compromise in his resolute tone.

After a while, he added unnecessary information.

“Because I have to break it down.”

The handsome man’s face, which had been disheveled for a moment, was straightened into an expressionless face once again.

He rolled up the sleeve of his left arm and opened his mouth. The white stigmata on his wrists and the black barbed wire coiled around it was revealed.

“Find the answer somehow. I will help you.”

<Repeat. What is the question……Mu-mu-mu……>

The bible touched by his left hand made a grotesque stutter as if it was broken.

Swiiiish!

This time, a gust of wind like a blade blew around Thesilid.

Thousands of pages of the bible turned as if they were being ripped through.

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