2520 – The Star of Ill Omen and Glory
"Guess with them?" The Giver showed a small smile. "It seems our friendship hasn't developed as it should have."
"It hasn't even begun to develop," the All-seeing God answered calmly. "The number of seals is among the forbidden secrets of every Transcendent. If you don't believe that, then I ask you in all sincerity to favor me and tell me the number of your seals."
"…." The Giver shook her head. "I asked you whether you had lost many seals in a fit of rage or whether you had many, I didn't ask you for the actual number."
"There's no great difference." The All-seeing God waved calmly. "…Even for them, there's no great difference."
Then he spoke while staring at the horizon: "Perhaps the questions will delay their movements a little afterward, but they are coming inevitably."
"…." The Giver turned to him over her thin shoulder. "And what have you prepared for the move against you?"
"…All good things." The All-seeing God smiled.
A slight frown on the Giver's brows at this answer was the headline, then she turned forward again and adjusted her posture. "If my presence isn't wanted, I'll leave."
"Your unwanted topics." The All-seeing God replied calmly. "Being in a weaker position doesn't mean I should pour out all my secrets and plans, unless you intend to join me in an open alliance and we conclude a coded pact."
"Ha ha, this offer is another proof of your boldness." The Giver covered her mouth with a loud laugh.
"You're the loser." The All-seeing God shrugged. "The end of the cycle is approaching and the bets have closed. Universe B-14 has the highest bet on its failure—there isn't a single bet on success. All the bets are on the level of failure and how bad it will be, and they're all heavy bets with large numbers aimed at draining me completely in one cycle."
Then he continued, "The biggest part of this confidence is their blatant interventions in B-14, wagering a portion of their personal seals. From their point of view, I'm a fish on a cutting board—they even increased their bets on the last day of betting."
Then the All-seeing God smiled at the Giver. "If you stand with me and Universe B-14 takes a good ranking and I harvest all those seals, I'll give you some of them—enough to break the stagnation you've been suffering from for several cycles and take you one big step forward."
"The Mortal Hunter promises a feast of whales swimming in the ocean." The Giver smiled. "Don't you find that you're being far too ambitious?" Then she shook her head. "Your interventions will earn you more wrath and make your position in The Court worse. Indeed, breaking the Buffer Zones for your candidate Robin will develop Universe B-14 slightly in the coming period, but will they reach the standing of the rest of the universes of B classification? Let alone A-rank classification or the special universes?"
Then she shook her head. "I would understand if you said you were trying to minimize your losses, or perhaps I'd understand if you were trying to spoil an easy victory for your enemies… but the dream of a good ranking? To be among the top fifty universes in performance? Isn't that far-fetched?"
Then she stared into his eyes as if she wanted to read something. "After all the interventions and after that punishment that lasted 70 million years, Universe B-14 has become weak like G-rank classification universes, and the resounding fall from B classification to lower classifications after losing this cycle will leave you in debt, let alone losing everything you possess."
"….." The All-seeing God maintained his distant gaze. "I don't fall easily. You will come to know this with the passage of time."
"As you wish, I will respect your desire to fight to the end." The Giver stood majestically. "I will leave you to enjoy your solitude, as long as you seem to know what you're doing."
"Where to?" The All-seeing God asked without looking toward her.
"A quick visit to the Weaver, then one to the Judge's dwelling." The Giver's momentum shard began to take the form of travel once more. "I want to know what's going on."
"…?" For the first time, The All-seeing God furrowed his brows slightly and turned toward her.
"Calm down," The Giver chuckled. "Information is my foundation and my power. Just because I'm visiting the Weaver doesn't mean I've decided to oppose you."
"I really don't care about that detail." The All-seeing God waved his hand.
"….."
"What's happening at the Weaver's that you're going to him?"
"Oh? Now you're interested in my information." The Giver raised her head higher. "But I won't be stingy like you… He's hosting a meeting right now, and a number of your loved ones are flocking to him. The topic will most likely revolve around striking the Buffer Zones in B-14."
"…." The All-seeing God returned his gaze forward, his expression sinking slightly. "And why will you go to the Judge?"
"I want to know the outcome of The Court's meeting, of course," The Giver replied naturally. "Initially, you filed a grievance and demanded the formation of a Judges' Committee to adjudicate the events of B-14, but at present you are in a position of weakness after your candidate displayed the Executioner's Arm publicly, boasting of having cut it off, and then invalidated the punishment of The Court's envoy. This means he used your momentum to strike at the momentum of one of the judges of the current cycle and harm him."
"……"
"By the way," The Giver rejoiced at The All-seeing God's silence at this very moment, "do you want me to convey a message for you to the Weaver or The Arbiter? Smooth things over with this one, or withdraw the lawsuit against that one?"
"Heh~" The All-seeing God returned to showing a small smile, "I will smooth things over with them after I win the cycle and take their seals, and I will not withdraw the lawsuit… same appointment."
"I am curious what you will say in The Court when you are now accused before them." The Giver began to rise slowly from the ground, "I will see you later after your candidate Robin does another big thing, haha."
"……."
The All-seeing God kept his calm gaze until The Giver vanished completely from sight, then his expressions sank entirely.
Robin Burton…
The star of ill omen and Glory, son of a thousand years…
He has undoubtedly become Transcendent.
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