Chapter 837: Go, My Little Salmon. It’s Time For You To Take That Leap Of Faith

Chapter 837: Go, My Little Salmon. It’s Time For You To Take That Leap Of Faith



Time passed differently within Mimir's Well of Wisdom.

Days here could simply just be seconds or minutes in the real world. However, Ethan didn't know that.

For him, every minute was filled with anxiety.

Every hour was a step closer to desperation.

He had thought of every argument he could use to counter Hecate, but the Projection that Mimir had created in front of him remained aloof.

This was a simulation based on the information that Mimir knew of the Progenitor of Magic. If Ethan was able to convince her here, the possibility of convincing her in the real world was just as high.

"But you already made a promise to Hecate that you would return her soul to her body if I came to meet you," Ethan said, his face hardening as he gazed at the beautiful lady, who spread magic in the world.

"And?" the Projection of Hecate replied with a shrug. "I gave her a chance, and the choice is yours to make. It's that simple."

"It's not that simple!" Ethan shouted. "How can you make me choose between her and Nicole?!"

"Because I can," Hecate replied. "You have ten seconds to make a decision. If I don't get an answer, I'll be taking both of them."

Ethan wanted to curse out loud as he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

He didn't know how many times he had tried to argue with the projection, but each time, she would end the discussion with this statement.

Of course, Ethan had tried to give different answers each time like, he couldn't choose between the two of them because both of them were important to him.

Hecate's reply to such a choice was...

"Since you can't choose between them, then you get nothing in return. Goodbye, Ethan Gremory. Live your life knowing that Nicole and Hecate will stay with me here in World's End for eternity. Go back to where you came from."

Hecate would then snap her fingers, expelling Ethan out of World's End, leaving him staring at the vortex which slowly disappeared right before his eyes.

Each attempt led to failure.

Each choice led to a bitter ending.

He didn't dare choose between the two even in a simulation because he had a feeling that if he did that, he would truly lose something important in his heart.

Never in his life did he feel so helpless, making tears fall from his eyes.

He then started to think that coming to World's End was a mistake, but before this thought could take root, he would punch his own face so that this thought would disappear completely.

Mimir watched him with a sigh because he knew what kind of person Ethan was.

He would rather fight a Progenitor even though there was no chance of winning than choose between Nicole and Hecate.

Hours turned into days.

Once again, the Progenitor's laughter echoed inside Mimir's Domain, ringing in Ethan's ears. The young man then closed his eyes for a few minutes in order to regain his composure. When he opened them again, he looked at Mimir, who had once again appeared in front of

him.

"Take me back, Mimir," Ethan said.

"Are you sure?" Mimir asked. "Have you found a way to deal with Hecate?"

Ethan shook his head. "Even if I stay here longer, nothing will change."

The giant's severed head looked calmly at Ethan before smiling faintly. "Although you didn't find a way to deal with Hecate, you have already made your decision,"

Mimir said. "Good luck, Ethan."

The world around the young man slowly blurred as Mimir sent his consciousness back to his body. But before the giant's head disappeared, Ethan heard the giant's words of encouragement that rang deep inside his mind.

"Fortune favors the bold," Mimir said with a hint of pride and arrogance in his voice. "Go, my

little salmon. It's time for you to take that leap of faith and become a dragon among men."

With those parting words ringing inside his ears, Ethan slowly opened his eyes to the real

world.

However, he suddenly found himself chained on a bed with his shirt off, and Lyall sitting on his waist with a devilish smile on her face.

"Welcome back, darling~"Lyall said with a smile. "You woke up just in time for a good time."

Ethan returned Lyall's smile before pulling on the chains that bound his arms, snapping them

in half.

He then glared at the young lady making her subconsciously jump off the bed because Ethan's gaze was filled with killing intent.

This was the first time that she had seen Ethan like this, but for some reason, she felt her body

heating up.

For a brief moment, she thought that she was about to die.

And it made her very excited.

'I almost wet myself earlier,' Lyall thought as he watched the young man tear off the

remainder of the chains that were still in his wrists.

After doing so, the young man stood up from the bed and waved his hand, making the world around him crumble like a house made up of cards.

A moment later, he found himself standing inside a luxurious and spacious room. He gazed at the Progenitor of Magic, who was looking back at him with an amused smile on her beautiful

face.