Chapter 2522

2522 – The Solution

Poof

From behind the All-seeing God, someone descended…

Step by step

Then with heavy, dominating steps, the newcomer approached until they reached beside the tree the All-seeing God was leaning against.

Then the newcomer opened their voice: "I don't need to ask whether you've heard what's happening in B-14, right?"

Very strangely, the owner of the heavy steps was female, with a strong, slightly rough voice, though the feminine tone in it could be distinguished nonetheless.

The All-seeing God showed a small smile after his expression had clouded for a while, then turned toward the newcomer over his shoulder with a gesture: "I was just thinking of you."

The newcomer was no less beautiful than the Giver who had just left, but she had an entirely different flavor.

She was human with pale, clear skin, a thin, sharp face with a delicate jaw and calm lips that showed neither a smile nor displeasure, her eyes glowing red with a dark aura beneath them, but her gaze was not angry—on the contrary, her gaze was extremely calm and heavy. This, combined with her head held slightly high even as she looked downward, gave her a sense of infinite pride.

Her hair was long and black, not perfectly arranged, with a few strands falling before her eyes that moved with the wind. On her head was a hairpin with pointed blades that looked like a crown made from the swords of defeated kings. She wore a long royal gown of black and dark red that touched the ground, with a high collar and sharp, irregular ornaments.

Her visible hand was covered by a black metal glove that exposed her palm and covered the back of her hand, and her fingers extended into very long, sharp nails like claws. Her aura was chaotic, suggesting danger and brutality.

Unlike the Giver, who appeared relatively gentle and easy to talk to, this one was the opposite—everything about that woman suggested danger, commanding you to flee. But… the All-seeing God smiled.

"Thinking of me?" The newcomer clasped her hands calmly before her chest. "Say that you're thinking of a way to kill your new candidate and want to use me for it—then I might believe you. What else would drive you to think of me but this?"

"Hehe~" The All-seeing God shook his head and turned back to face forward. "Kill my little brother? What kind of monster do you think I am?"

"Alright now, no one is here but us." The All-seeing God's words clearly did not please the newcomer. "Your new friend has left, and as for the Weaver and the others, they cannot know what a person at your Level in Causality is saying. You can speak freely with me… I am the one who knows you best."

"…." The All-seeing God kept his silence for a few moments. "Robin has become a Transcendent."

"….?" The woman let go of both her hands in surprise. "Did you not say he was born yesterday?!"

"Exactly a thousand years ago, but I think that and yesterday are one and the same for us." The All-seeing God sighed, his eyes glinting. "With the younger brother, I can do something I never dreamed of. With him, I can win this cycle, not merely survive it." Then he showed another small smile. "And if I triumph under these circumstances… it will be a tremendous blow, a blow greater than the Warden's blow—one that takes me to a completely different Level!"

"And you'll follow the Warden right after that?" The woman raised her eyebrows slightly. "Come now, say what you're really thinking. You won't allow a Transcendent to leave Universe B-14, not after everything you've made them go through during your candidate's entire selection period, and certainly not one who's a thousand years old… If it happens that your current candidate reaches Eternal Sanctuary, then even if you do nothing to him, all the Transcendents will band together to kill him anyway, and you'll be dragged by the legs as someone who sheltered him."

"……" The All-seeing God fell silent for a long while, then nodded.

The patience of the great Transcendents ends at a certain limit, and the emergence of a thousand-year-old Transcendent is certainly one of those unwritten limits. None of the Whales—or even mid-level Transcendents like him—wants a new rival like that, especially one who can't be predicted either?

…He himself, if he learned that someone like Robin had emerged in another universe, would seek to kill him no matter the cost, even if it meant antagonizing several other Transcendents. Antagonizing those he knows and can deal with easily is better for him than the rise of someone like that… The Whales that exist are enough; no one wants another.

As for waiting until he matures and his seals multiply before they set a trap for him or gang up on him? To hell with the seals of someone like that—no one will wait for him to become stronger, wiser, and more capable, and to build a more complex alliance before moving against him!

"No one knows about him yet; he's still using my Golden Momentum color. I don't know if this is a coincidence of his good fortune or a plan to protect himself—perhaps he learned something about me from that cursed Executioner or one of the Patrons… but generally, he's safe from him for now."

"And are you safe?" The woman raised her eyebrows slightly. "He creates Unbound and breaks the Court's punishment, and you're the one bearing all of this—and who knows what he'll do tomorrow… Will you be able to bear responsibility for his actions for two million years? What will you say to the Judge if he summons you to ask about destroying the punishment of an official Executioner?"

"I'll think of something." The All-seeing God began patting his knee. "Dealing with the Transcendents here has proven much easier than dealing with the younger brother…" Then he continued calmly, "All I have to do is delay his discovery until the cycle is nearly over and the universe reaches its peak, and after that…"

"And after that?" The woman behind him smiled a meaningful smile and crossed her arms again.

"Hehe~" The All-seeing God turned to look at her again with a teasing expression. "After that, my dear old candidate will rid both of us, and all of Sanctuary, of this variable that will overturn everything."

Then he put on a gentle expression. "Isn't that right, my dear Athena?"