Chapter 101 – Quon -the Eternal Saint- (1)

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It was a little special method, but it was judged that Quon’s current physical condition was not too bad after he succeeded in temporarily canceling his angelization.

The magic organ within the Quon that continues to produce divine magic power, and the magic charge that creates a black magic area to absorb overflowing magic power and prevent the saturation of magic power.

These two were somehow balancing and moving her body and mind to keep them in order.

The day she hugged Quon for the first time, Cleon never imagined that what she had kept alive would return like this.

However, even so, Quon is a tightrope walking situation that could lead to either her overpowering her or her underpowering her if either side starts to weaken even slightly.

So, after Cleon made her recline in her room her, she was discussing her rail’s next move with Beatrix.

Returning to her own room after a long absence, Cleon sits on her bed as Beatrix asked her to her, and talks to her while inserting her into her face-to-face position her.

“With Demiurge’s complete resurrection becoming almost impossible… There won’t be many options for the black battle…”

Beatrix made a slow grinder movement, felt Cleon’s object her inside her vagina her, and spoke her thoughts her at the same time.

At that time, her shoulders trembled a little each time, and she let out a sweet breathy sound, saying, ‘Huh… ♡’.

She, too, had a problem with her soul, and she was still in a state where she had to mingle with Cleon once a day.

As today was a matter of circumstances, in order to save time, he was connected to Cleon and had a business-like conversation.

As they hugged each other tightly, looking at the paper (written by Iona) that summarized the situation they were holding in their hands, it was clear that their predictions about their subplan had been made to some extent.

How the Black Warfare, who had no choice but to use brainwashing once again to send the rest of the students towards the Cleons to isolate them.

How to use the dangerous items among the artifacts inside Vitos’ warehouse.

Or, how to move by using a different body directly during the black battle.

Iona, having said that it was most likely that all of this would happen at once, went to the Tower of Aion with Lyla.

Until they move again, it was because the recovery of the rails was considered indispensable, so the countermeasures were discussed and executed to some extent before that.

“…However, it is unknown to what extent we will be able to respond to their movements. The reason why we have a strategic advantage due to mental alteration is that it is a black battle after all…”

It was because Cleon’s object her bumped deep into her every time that the conversation seemed to be cut off between words.

Of course, it was Beatrix who was moving her waist.

“But…”

As Beatrix said that, she removed herself for a moment and looked at Cleon’s face her.

“Two of your colleagues have already escaped the demonic power that humans can never escape.”

Sasha often erased herself with the power of Ruben, which was manifested from the hunter’s imprint.

And Quon, who has been cleansed of all the demonic powers in her body under the influence of angelization.

The two companions escaped from the worst situation Beatrix had imagined and returned to Cleon’s side of her.

Thanks to her her, Layla was also able to dispel some of her doubts about Cleon and lend her her powers her.

Of course, it could not be denied that the two were special cases, but how rare was the probability that Cleon’s colleagues were like that out of countless humans on this continent.

“Everything is inevitable, if you unravel the thread of fate…”

“Are you talking about Sophia?”

Beatrix nodded when Cleon responded to a sentence he had heard before.

Great sage Sofia, a companion of the hero Lesia and one of the four heroes who destroyed the empire. The one who brought Beatrix out of the gap in the other dimension.

“If you think that all the ties you met eventually connected and created this situation. I think you know what Sophia-sensei said.”

“…”

Cleon nodded at Beatrix’s words.

Of course, Beatrix was also one of Cleon’s ties his.

If he hadn’t met her, Cleon might have had her mind, her manipulated by her sword fighting tricks her, and Quon could have been used as a vessel for the devil as they planned.

Beatrix’s movements of hers, which gradually accelerated, let her know that she too was approaching the limit of her climax.

“Senpai… If everything ends safely… I, too, by senpai’s side… With Lila…!”

Beatrix hugged Cleon tightly and tried to accept everything he had.

Cleon caressed her slender back her, and with a gentle embrace as if to reassure them, their souls her were once again connected deeply.

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After Beatrix fell asleep for a while to stabilize her soul her, Cleon got up and headed to Quon’s room her.

Every time I enter her simple room, why does it remind me of Elesia’s temple that she had been looking for with her before?

Of course, what came to mind with those memories of her was also her conduct in the confessional, which she entered with her.

Cleon himself didn’t believe in God, but he definitely thought it deserved punishment.

Her function her is restored by Lyla and Innis, who had been guarding her in her Quon’s room her, turns her head when she enters Cleon’s room.

I’m sure I can’t make a face, but why? It felt like the area around her face her lit up.

“Welcome, Papa! Is the story over?”

“Yes. First of all, to wait for Lyla and Iona to return, both Sasha and Beatrix are tired of fighting in the underground tomb.”

Cleon sat down next to Innis while talking and looked at Quon, who had fallen asleep before he knew it.

Quon himself said that she was in good physical condition, but that was only about her magical side of her.

No one in the mansion could say exactly what effect angelization would have on the body.

What Ruben, possessed by Sasha, said was just an example.

The will of her star that dwells in her will not fade until her rail her and black engagements are doomed.

And she also had to think about countermeasures for the aftereffects that would remain with Quon, who had finished her role as her archenemy after that will was gone.

Cleon thought that if what Quon needed was magical power, he would just have to stay by her side of her.

Thoughts like how long can I be with everyone run through my head.

For now, I decided to put that thought aside for a while.

“Then, I’ll go prepare dinner soon. Papa, please stay by Quon-sama’s side.”

Innis casually kissed Cleon on the cheek, then got up and left the room.

Cleon looked at Innis for a moment as he nodded and left the room, then returned his gaze to Quon.

Holding her hand as she breathes in a regular rhythm.

She prayed to a god she did not believe in, that nothing more misfortune would come to her.

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When he suddenly came to his senses her, Cleon was standing in a pure white space.

Where does the light come from, a strange feeling that evokes even reverence, like the coffin of a monad visited before.

Even if you look around, all you see is a white floor that stretches out everywhere.

The situation in which the entire field of vision was filled with white was obviously foreign, but Cleon took her step towards somewhere without knowing it.

As if, if she went in that direction, she might encounter something else.

How long did she walk while having such vague thoughts?

There, in front of a huge tree, a woman with a snow-white veil over her head was seen offering her prayers.

The tree had been seen before.

In Quon’s memory her, her mother her, who was originally a miko, and her mother’s mother her.

It was a divine tree that had been prayed for for a long time, praying for the peace of the village and the happiness of the people.

As for the tree, though she was a Cleon who didn’t have very good memories. The tree was a little different.

In Cleon’s memory of him, the memory of his mother is vague.

However, the kind smile and warm voice he showed toward himself.

From this divine tree, a warm feeling like that of a mother’s arms has been passed down.

Then slowly walk towards the woman standing in front of him and get closer.

The veiled woman turned and looked in Cleon’s direction her, as if a little started by the presence she felt behind her.

“…Cleon?”

She raises her voice as if she is curious or a little surprised.

Her voice was one that Cleon knew well.

As Cleon thought, it was Quon who lifted her veil with her hand and revealed her face to her.

However, she has become a bit more mature than the original Quon that Cleon knew, as if she had grown into her mid-twenties.

Cleon, involuntarily, stiffened a little in surprise.

“…Really, is this Cleon?”

Cleon slowly nodded her head at her reaction her as she looked at Cleon with her face as if she were seeing her ghost her.

Is this a fantasy? Or is it a dream

Cleon couldn’t help but look at her as she approached herself without properly distinguishing her.

Then, Quon’s hand touches her Cleon’s face her closer, as if confirming her true identity her.

When he felt a sure touch on his cheek her, Cleon felt it as something a little different from his dreams her.

With the feeling of her warm embrace of her all over her body, he realized that she was being hugged.

Her height her has n’t changed that much, but her matured body her wraps around Cleon’s body her without any gaps.

“Cleon… ! Really, it’s Cleon… !”

Cleon couldn’t speak properly as she watched her bury her face in her chest her with her tears of joy in her eyes her.

Until she calmed down a bit, all she could do was sweep him down his back her.

Moments later, when Quon, who had shed her tears, wiped her eyes with her fingertips.

I looked at Cleon’s face her with a bloodshot face.

“Sorry, Cleon. It was so sudden.”

“No. It’s okay. More than that, this place…”

Quon smiled bitterly through the veil and looked around.

The only things that still existed in the endless white space were Quon and Cleon, and the sacred tree she prayed for.

“This is… The world of images made up of the magical power of the stars. It is in my dream connected to one of the senses of the stars, the Sacred Tree… Should I say it?”

Quon’s words seemed to be aloof somewhere, and they continued in a voice quite different from the atmosphere of Quon that Cleon knew now, and the contents of those words were a bit difficult for Cleon now to understand.

“…You are not the Quon I know.”

“Yeah, that’s right. I’m a Quon from the future who returned to my hometown alone after finishing my trip with Cleon and returned as a village shrine maiden. …Ahaha, it’s a little strange to say that I’m myself in the future..”

To Cleon’s words, Quon seems a little lonely, but she answers with a nostalgic expression.

“Ah, but. Cleon may not be the Cleon of the world that leads to the future where ‘me’ exists. From Cleon’s point of view, I think it’s okay to think of him as a Quon on the world line of possibility.. .”

Right after that, Quon speaks with a puzzled expression as if trying to reassure Cleon.

When Cleon hears the story, she recalls a story she had heard in passing from Sophia before.

“Is it a parallel world?”

“Yeah. That’s how it feels.”

At Cleon’s answer her, Quon nodded her head, and she smiled knowingly.

“Perhaps something happened to the ‘I’on her side her that had something to do with her Astral Will her, temporarily linking me and her Cleon her dream her through her.”

“…It’s difficult.”

She knows roughly what Quon is talking about, but most of the time she looks at Cleon, who speaks as if she doesn’t understand, and Quon answers with a wry smile.

“Ah, haha… In fact, so am I. I’ve come to know many things since becoming a sacred tree priestess, but Layla said that acquiring knowledge and understanding are two separate domains.”

To that answer, Cleon fell silent for a moment, then seemed unsure whether it was okay to ask such a question. However, I ask her questions as if I can’t stand her curiosity of her.

“Are you in touch with Lila?”

“Yeah. Layla and Sasha. Iona and Ruti. We keep in touch regularly. Everyone is busy, but I guess I’m the most free? What I do is a role like a village headman.”

“I think that’s a great role too.”

The reaction from earlier and the words of Quon, who did not mention her own name her.

Realizing that something has happened to the ‘Cleon’ she knows, Cleon hesitates without being able to ask the next question.

Then, Quon saw Cleon’s reaction to her and replied as if he knew.

“As expected, you’re concerned. What happened to Cleon in this world?”

Cleon nods, Quon looks at him for a moment, then takes a deep breath, as if talking about it requires some preparation.

“In principle, it’s not very desirable to tell people from other worlds about the future…But maybe you’ll make the same choice.”

“Same choice…?”

“… Cleon of this side threw himself into the rift of the other dimension alone in pursuit of the traces of ‘Hero Lecia’ and did not return.”

“…!”

At Quon’s story, Cleon held his breath.

In other words, at the end of her journey, she found a way to pursue Lecia, and jumped into the gap in her second dimension to find her.

“The reason I went in alone is, of course, that I don’t want anyone else involved in such a dangerous thing. We all joined forces to stop him from going alone, thinking we would be together, but it was impossible to break his will.”

“…”

As for the story that followed, if he had been in the same situation, he would have done the same, and Cleon had no choice but to be silent thinking that way.

“After he disappeared without a trace after we had been together for a long time, we scattered to our respective places. There was a way to keep traveling to find him, but Layla who cried the most said, ‘When Cleon returned to this world , the world was a mess. They said it’s their role to make sure this doesn’t happen.”

“… It’s her answer to her.”

He himself would be more at peace with that one.

There was absolutely no reason for him to follow his foolish self into a hell-like place like a gap in another dimension.

When Cleon’s expression darkened a little, Quon’s hand his touched his face his once more.

“Please don’t make such a sad face. Cleon. ‘He’ and ‘you’ who left the gap in the other dimension are the same Cleon. But they are not the same person.”

“… I don’t know. I think if I had been in the same situation, I might have made the same choice. That’s what I was thinking.”

At Cleon’s words, Quon shook his head and spoke.

“Yes, fundamentally, the values ​​and personalities may be the same. There must be a not small difference between what we experienced and what you will experience from now on. That’s what the world diverges.”

Then he turns his body and looks at the divine tree.

“Like, like the trunk and branches of a tree.”

“…”

Cleon looked at Quon’s fingertips and nodded.

They don’t yet know what will happen to them, but obviously, the outcome could be different.

It was their job to decide that, she said in front of him.

In the next moment, the divine tree and Quon standing in front of it sway.

“…The dream is coming to an end. Perhaps, I’m calling you in in reality.”

With a gentle yet sad smile, Quon reaches for his sacred tree and breaks off a small branch as he approaches Cleon.

Then she lifted her heel lightly, and lightly laid her own lips on her Cleon’s mouth her.

As if she was saying hello, she immediately dropped her body and put the broken branch in his hand her.

“…Hello. Cleon. I’ll remember you forever.”

As she spoke, it gradually became blurry, and soon Cleon’s own vision was engulfed in darkness, as if he had fallen into an unlit room.

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“…Cleon?”

Cleon wakes up at the voice calling him.

The owner of the voice was the voice she had been talking to earlier, but she was about 10 years younger than that Quon, and it was the voice Cleon knew well.

“Thank God, I thought something was wrong because I was sleeping like I was dead.”

Quon sighs in relief and looks out the window.

The sun had already set completely, and it was dark outside.

“I was going to wake you up at mealtime, but I have a hunch that something won’t work.”

At Quon’s apologetic words, Cleon shook his head.

“No, thank you… I’m glad I woke up a little late.”

Cleon clenched her fist, overlapping the image of the girl he met in her dream her with the Quon in front of her eyes.

Then, when she lowered her hand to the hard touch she felt in her own hand.

There, she held the branch of her sacred tree, which she had given her in her dreams.

“…Eh, Cleon. Were you sleeping while holding something like that?”

Cleon looked at the branch and her quon for a moment, then she held it in her hand, raised her body her and hugged her quon.

“Kyaa, oh… Cle, Leon…?”

Cleon’s sudden hug echoed her, as if surprised for a moment, but she soon felt uneasy, with her hand her on his back her.

She caresses gently and she rests her chin on his shoulder her, sharing her breath from ear to ear distance.

“Sorry… Quon. I…”

“Yeah, it’s okay. Cleon is my hero. No matter what happens, I trust Cleon.”

For a moment, a pleasant silence continued between the two of them.

By the time the throbbing heartbeats reach each other, if they fall from each other’s arms as if they had made a promise.

Cleon and Quon’s mouths overlapped once again.

It was different from the feeling I felt in my dream.

It was not a farewell, but a kiss that felt the continuation of the relationship.