Chapter: 149
As Kraush hurried outside with No. 8, he looked up at the changing yellow sky.
The moment he saw it, he bit his lip.
[ So it finally moved. ]
The disapproving voice of the Crimson Garden echoed in his mind.
As she said, it was none other than Aliod causing the world erosion.
The sky darkened by the world’s erosion radiated a sickly yellow light.
“Ah?!”
At that moment, a scream mixed with horror came from behind.
Turning around, Kraush spotted Haring, her face blank as she stared up at the yellow sky.
Simultaneously, her lips trembled, and her complexion turned ghostly white.
Haring’s breathing started to become labored.
Noticing her clear signs of distress, Kraush took a puzzled expression.
Then it hit him; it was the fact that her brother had died due to the world eroder’s influence.
“Haring, don’t tell me...”
“...It’s this sky.”
The yellow sky.
That day, the image of the red-haired man laughing atop a roof flashed vividly in her mind, just like yesterday.
She remembered her brother, holding her hand and leading her away.
At the same time, she recalled the last smile he flashed as he shoved her into that solitary cell.
“This sky, it was created by the world eroder that killed my brother.”
Haring’s eyes began to flood with intense hatred.
Her body shook uncontrollably.
It seemed as if she might lose her sanity at any moment as her breaths quickened.
In that moment, an aura of murderous intent surged, and poison energy erupted chaotically from her body.
It was the manifestation of her aura going out of control.
“Kraush!”
No. 8 called out, urgently warning Kraush to be careful.
The overwhelming poison that surged from Haring was intense.
Drip, drip—
The surrounding snow and withering grass began to dissolve in her poison.
At that instant, Haring’s mind was slipping back to that time, losing control of her body.
Haring still hadn’t reached mastery.
In fact, she was right on the threshold, just hanging on.
Perhaps that’s why her psyche reflected her turmoil and began to rampage even more.
Ironically, she was on the brink of entering mastery at that moment.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
But this could put her in even more danger.
Being one step away from mastery wouldn’t help if her body couldn’t handle it.
Kraush had seen countless beings like her before.
Some had gone berserk from trauma just like this.
He had to intervene.
The thought crossed his mind as his hand reached out without hesitation.
Kraush firmly grabbed Haring’s arms.
At the same time, his expression tightened slightly.
A sharp pain coursed through him, like his skin was peeling away.
Despite enveloping himself in aura, Haring’s poison was still penetrating.
That showcased just how far she was spiraling out of control.
“...Haring, get a grip!”
Yet, Kraush held her arms even tighter, determined to bring her back to her senses.
He couldn’t let her lose herself now.
With things this serious, her invisibility was absolutely crucial.
“Listen well. The one who caused this sky is targeting Hardenhartz. I’m going to stop that.”
Kraush’s firm voice made Haring’s gaze shift up to his.
As she locked eyes with his azure gaze, her frantic breaths began to slow.
Looking into Kraush’s eyes reminded her of her late brother.
Amidst her fading consciousness, she focused on Kraush’s words.
“What are you going to do?”
For Haring, being passive was the most unbearable thing.
Kraush had seen through this, so he intentionally pushed her towards action.
As past memories momentarily flooded her mind, her gaze met Kraush’s.
With her dimly open eyes, Haring looked up at Kraush.
Here he was, supporting her all this time.
Wasn’t it her who decided to repay Kraush’s kindness?
Determination filled her teary eyes.
“...I’ll go. I’m going.”
Haring’s sanity began to return, and at the same time, the poison spilling from her body was gradually receding.
In its place, the presence of Kraush began to fill the void.
Aliod was born to torment others in that regard.
Just looking at the way he manipulated world erosion made that crystal clear.
Kraush felt a deep frustration arise.
Because, truth be told, Kraush didn’t like Aliod either.
To be precise, he was sick of all those Ixion folks.
“Kraush,”
At that moment, a timid voice reached him.
As Kraush turned, he saw Haring, her clothes finally back in place, shyly wrapping her arms around herself.
She was evidently still worried about having hurt Kraush while losing control.
Kraush stepped closer, giving her shoulder a small pat, and turned back to No. 8.
“No. 8, please guide us immediately.”
“Yes.”
No. 8 promptly replied.
At that moment, just as Kraush and Haring were about to move together, a prickling sensation caught Kraush’s senses.
Turning in that direction, he saw someone slowly walking towards them, having removed their gloves.
Kraush’s body stiffened.
To show up at this timing... talk about bad luck.
‘Did she really follow us?’
With blonde hair and red eyes.
Kraush bit his lip as he recognized her identity—Senna Meyer, the professor from Rahern Academy.
“Kraush, I told you to avoid acting independently.”
Her icy gaze pierced through him.
Simultaneously, her eyes shifted to No. 8.
No. 8 was a body.
With her unique sensing ability, she must have felt that No. 8 was a dead body.
The fact that the Night Ravens were all made of corpses was already public knowledge.
So, it was clear she connected No. 8 with Ebelasque the moment she laid eyes on her.
In this urgent situation, there was no time to explain.
‘Showing up now is a real problem.’
From the professor’s standpoint, she’d definitely scramble to prevent anyone from heading toward the world eroder.
Just as Kraush was about to speak, she let out a sigh first.
“Ha, let’s discuss later. For now, we need to act.”
Kraush turned to look at her in surprise.
Then she swept her hair back and said, “Lead the way.”
Her next words were unexpected.
Feeling her gaze on him, Kraush blinked as she stepped beside him.
“I was about to move when the mischievous Sigrid popped up to talk.”
That was the rambunctious genius girl for you.
Senna glanced back at No. 8.
The way No. 8 appeared in Senna’s eyes clearly indicated the power of the world eroder.
Yet, she didn’t show any immediate signs of hostility towards No. 8.
It was likely because, when she had attempted to move, Sigrid suddenly intervened.
“Professor Senna Meyer, you shouldn’t move without knowing the situation.”
In that brief moment, it was uncertain how much Senna might have pieced together.
Regardless, Sigrid had briefed her about the real reasoning behind Kraush’s independent action.
Kraush had gone to seek cooperation from the leader of the Night Ravens, who was not the actual culprit behind the Poison King’s attack—there was always a bigger fish lurking in the shadows.
“I swear by the name of Princess Sizelry Ephania that the leader of the Night Ravens will not be our enemy. Or rather, Kraush won’t let it be so.”
Hearing that, Senna felt a wave of incredulity wash over her.
Yet, with some of the doubts she’d had about the mission slightly fitting into place, she realized there was something between Sigrid and Kraush.
“Don’t worry. I have no plans to interfere with you, Kraush.”
“Then that’s a relief.”
After receiving Sigrid’s message, she immediately pursued Kraush.
Then, out of nowhere, the sky turned yellow, and world erosion erupted.
Not able to leave Kraush and Haring to their own devices, she dashed to appear before them quickly.
From the looks of Kraush and Haring, it was clear they were up to something.
With a sigh, she remembered that professors at Rahern Academy weren’t meant to suppress students.
Her role was to support them in becoming better heroes.
Even if the students of Rahern Academy were young, they were also colleagues fighting against world erosion.
“I must have underestimated you, professor.”
“Oh my, if it weren’t for Sigrid, that assessment might have been spot on.”
She chuckled lightly before turning her body.
“If you’re going to do something dangerous, it’s my role as a professor to make it a little less risky.”
Hearing that, Kraush felt a weight lifted from his shoulders.
He thought he should thank Sigrid later for this.
Gaining a valuable ally like Senna was a win.
“Got it. I’ll keep talking while we move.”
They needed to find Ebelasque and Aliod.