Chapter 166: The Fire Spirit’s Pendant [1]

[You’re no different from Nox. Yoochan is Nox. Nox is Yoochan.]

[The two are the same person.]

[My one and only child...]

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The moment my consciousness fades, the pure white monitor disappears. But I knew for sure.

I am... Nox von Reinhaver. From the beginning. Yes, from the beginning.

Now, the outline finally seems to look clear. On the once-blurry path, rails are laid, and a train is placed upon them.

Destination. The end of the story. To reach that place, I busily pour my time into it.

Yoochan and Nox von Reinhaver are the same person—— The voice that sinking into my consciousness told me so.

The same voice that rang directly in my mind when I first opened the letter. The voice that welcomed my return reaches me.

Heh. A chuckle escapes me. The waves of emotion filling me have been focused into one. Excitement, fluttering, and such positive feelings. At that moment, I was able to reflect on who I really am.

So that’s it. From the very beginning, I was envious of Nox.

That’s why I wandered, hesitated, and still drew a faint line among the people around me.

At one point. The truths I had suffered and ignored raised their heads and looked at me. You’re not Nox. You already know, no? Everything you possess, the connections. They aren’t yours. The nightmares that came every night. The habits that formed after coming here. The constant thought that I was nothing more than an outsider in this place. Because of that, I couldn’t completely accept myself. Sometimes, I hated the character called Nox.

It was because I could feel in here, the family I desperately longed for, the warmth of people who cared for you. Nox, that ruffian, had so much more than me. This silent scream kept repeating in my mind. Because that was all I could do.

It just keeps repeating like that, suffocating me.

But. Now, the fact that I no longer need to do that lifts my spirits. If the infamous Nox von Reainhver is mine, then I’ll gladly accept it. and use it to survive whatever it takes.

For this, I don’t care no matter how many times I have to risk my life.

Dragon’s breath.

The last condition to master it. I’ve reached the end of opening my lower dantian.

I’ve arrived at my mental world—the white room too. I can now see a glimpse of the secrets that had been haunting me through that mysterious voice. Even though my body is collapsed and I’m in no condition to use magic, I know it.

The mana I’ve exhausted.... is connected to upper and middle dantian.

Once I open the last lower dantian, I can overcome all penalties and rise again. Though I’ll have to face the risk of death in return, at this point, I don’t think such things hold much meaning anymore.

At some point, it’s like I can hear Astrid’s lazy voice in my ear

— It’ll take at least a year to open the lower dantian.

— Of course, it’s not that there aren’t faster ways to open it, but

I asked, what is that way?

— Stop your heart. And not just your heart. You have to stop all your body senses. Stop all of your breathing.

— After you’ve exhausted all your mana, If you do that... Naturally, you’ll either survive using the mana in the lower dantian or you’ll die. Just one of the two

Those casual words she said. Perhaps, with her [Tender Feelings] trait, Astrid must think it’s an act that absolutely shouldn’t be done. But with the normal method, I, Yoochan. and Nox von Reinhaver wouldn’t be able to survive.

Because that’s how this character was designed from the start.

I began to stop all of my breath, all of those moments. The inhalation and exhalation intermittently escaped through my nose and mouth. The pounding heart. Even suppressing the weak pulsation of every blood vessel in my body.

[3 seconds until the player’s heart stops.]

[2 seconds until the player’s heart stops.]

[1 second until the player’s heart stops.]

My consciousness drifts far beyond to a place even I don’t know. What was at that end? Even as my heart stopped beating, I felt the illusion of a throbbing pulse. And then, with a system message ringing in my ears, my heart stopped precisely. In order to make it beat again, my final gamble will have to succeed. But, despite that, it was still fortunate. If others had been here, especially if Rona or Zitri were on my side, they would have been greatly shocked. From that perspective, Though I feel a bit bad, but I’m glad that someone like Eleanor, who’s cold and detached, is outside.

At that moment, as I lifted my head and looked at Nox’s neck. It was just a coincidence.

And that coincidence turned into inevitability for me.

“That necklace... You ... don’t tell me...”

“Yeah.”

Around Nox’s neck hung a pendant. The one I had handed to Shane.

The item I thought no longer mattered now, why was it in Nox’s possession?

The answer was already clear.

The stance when they drew their sword, the two flickering swordsmanship, Even though both of them had different personalities, but when they coexisted, Nox looked weakened. Habits, and behavior patterns.

Everything told me the answer.

“You were... Shane, weren’t you?”

“I’ll apologize for deceiving you later.”

At that moment, something powerful, almost overwhelming, surged from Nox’s body. A shocking amount of flames erupted.

It was more fitting to express it as a blaze. Flickering.

It was beautiful like a flutter of a mayfly burning its life.

Behind Nox’s back, a dark effect appeared, and soon a single crimson pupil emerged.

The bright red flames soon turned black, responding to Nox’s dark magic. As the sword in Nox’s hand sliced through the dark flames, it looked quite different from the one he used before.

“You’d have to keep quiet about this.”

Moonlight Sword. First form (Transcend)

The shimmering sword, holding a sharp edge, was nothing like the glow of the Stormbringer. It was engraved vividly. That’s... it belonged to Shane.

The same one he had used to help me. I had seen it often.

But now wasn’t the time to dwell on the suspicion. Nox just remained focused.

Moonlight Sword, Second form (Full Moon).

— Player has activated [Light Step].

— Step 1.

Nox lightly took a step forward, completely disappearing from the dragon’s vision in an instant.

[Sure enough, it was you who woke me up after all!]

The ice dragon spoke with excitement. I searched for any trace of Nox, who had vanished. He reappeared outside the cave, gradually pushing the dragon back as a faint smile spread across his face.

“You woke up and made things annoying as you please... Die.”

Then, a brilliant white light began flickering before my eyes. Nox’s white hair, like moonlight, scattered as he shot forward toward the enemy.

Moonlight Sword, Third form (Moon Split).

With swift footwork, Nox’s sword aimed directly at the dragon, hitting it precisely. I couldn’t help but be stunned.

It was a shocking scene. Where was that enormous black flame coming from? And that crimson vertical pupil. what exactly was that?

Before I could even finish thinking, Nox’s sword, now blazing with entirely different power, slashed toward the dragon’s weak spot. Then.

Ssshhk! The sword sliced cleanly through the ice dragon’s shoulder, cutting through the wing joint with the ease of slicing tofu, despite its notoriously thick hide.

What... what is this?

Before that, I couldn’t help but think. How did Nox, Shane, wake up from such a terrible condition? Why did he save me three times?

When this battle is over, he’ll give me a chance to ask it. I know that too.