บท 30: Nashi

It was dawn, and everything was going on at full speed, as it should be in the castle today. A new son of the Patriarch was born today. Everyone was running and making preparations for the evening's festival. Important names who are all over the Continent today were going to come here. Most of the names to be gathered in the evening were famous people even in the universe. There were two reasons for this, the Patriarch himself. He was a demigod, but also someone who should not have been born. The child of a True God and a Chaos Bringer. Someone of a race that should never have come into the world, Nephilim. Other reason, he was his third child. The patriarch's wife was the Queen of Witches. That's why their first daughter and her younger brother were very talented in both power and magic. Even if it's the damn part of magic. Curse.

This was the part where everything changed his third child, that boy was born a Nephilim. He couldn't do magic. He wasn't physically strong either. Even now, it is not clear what his abnormality was.

When evening came, the room was almost full, a Dragon King disguised as a human, a Curse hovering in the form of a spirit, an evil-spreading Emperor who only looked like armor, a God with a bird's head, and so on. as a whole, the hall was full. Even the people who served in the room could have become emperors in a mid-level galactic civilization.

Only 3 people were sitting at the honor table. A very stylish-looking man, with short blond hair and bright blue eyes, was almost the definition of handsome.

A woman whose beauty is so perfect that she makes everyone faint.

Most importantly, someone sitting right in the middle of the table whose silhouette is not obvious in any way.

While everyone was chatting, the white doors opened, which were close to a hundred meters away. The first person to enter was a burly, extremely serious-looking man with a light gray beard. Nephilim, All-hearing, No question of his power, Sethlans.

A little behind him was a young-looking woman with red hair and green eyes. Witch Queen, Bringer of Destruction, Merciful Mother, Enoteca.

Right behind them was a girl with light-brown hair, blue eyes, and no mistakes on her face. The Perfect Person, the Queen of the Air, the Daughter of Magic, Luna.

Next to the girl was a bearded youth with brown hair, ears very slightly pointed, wearing golden armor. The image of war, the Ruler of the Worlds, the Master of Weapons, Shalom.

The last one is walking with a baby on his lap. There was an old man with gray hair and beard, with a very different kind of green eyes.

They walked to the main table. The blond-haired man at the table stood up.

"I thought you would keep us waiting longer, brother."

This man was Sethlans' brother. Samael.

The woman sitting down was playing with her hair with her hand.

"Maybe they wanted to give me a new grandson? IThe one who deserves us this time."

This woman was Sethlans' mother, Heaven.

Enoteca saluted the fog-covered man and sat down.

Enoteca: "You are the same as always. My son, who is not worthy of you. It has awakened your strength."

The eyes of everyone in the room were turned to the only old-looking person.

The man covered with fog spoke.

"After 121 years, it has become clear what happened, speak up, my son."

The Sethlans sat at the other end of the table.

Sethlans: "This is a power that no one should take away. I curse everyone if the speakers leave the room after that."

Before anyone can show their anger yet. Enoteca, Luna, Shalom, and Sethlans rubbed their blood on the table. Some of the gods who were the first to get angry wanted to shout. Before anyone could realize what had happened, a golden blood fell on the table.

"I am the creator and "Father" of this side of the universe, *****. After that, I decided that what is being talked about now should not be talked about again. I curse everyone who breaks this."

The old man continued to shake the baby in his hand.

"I see..."

The name of this person speaking is Nashi.

Nashi opened his eyes in his hut and sat up on the bed. He started massaging her forehead. The memories kept coming. They were gradually increasing, let alone decreasing. Sometimes they had memories from different worlds, there was someone in one world who was a hero using a shield, and in another world, they gained strength by eating fruits. The only problem was that they always reached only one end. Curse. He couldn't remember his strength. He knew it had to do with the power of this system, but he also knew that there was a completely different power.

Nashi sighed and went upstairs to the cabin. He lived in the basement. Here he was doing his experiments or spending his time reading books. There were two extra small rooms upstairs. At this moment, the door of both of them was open, and the sounds of swords were coming from outside.

Nashi opened the door and looked at the two children fighting outside. Two boys dressed in leather armor were fighting there. They had real swords in their hands. A normal sword fight is decided in 1,2 moves. If it's very good on both sides, it can take up to 10 moves. Since Nashi watched the kids, they've already exchanged about 40 moves.

In the end, the older boy won. Even if it's through cheating. The little boy wiped the dirt thrown in his eye and looked nervously at the person opposite.

"You've cheated again, Marcus."

Marcus wiped his sweat with his hand.

Marcus: "I wouldn't call it cheating. My father always says that the only purpose in war is to live."

Nashi reached out his hand and a cane came out of the gap.

Nashi: "Klein, he taught well. You need to learn this too, Mehmed. Whether you are from the people, noble or Sultan. All it takes is to live. After all, a living sultan who has been defeated is better than a dead sultan who has won, right?"

Nashiye greeted the two children.

As Nashi was about to continue his speech, the sound of a horse came from the side road.

There was a man on a horse. He had slightly curly hair, a light beard, and was wearing iron armor.

He got down from the horse and bowed.

"Your Excellency, my fathers, and the others have started to make their way to the hall. They want to see you in a month too."

Nashi has not attended any meetings for 1 year. That's why, even if they called him before every meeting, they were usually used to the response they received.

Nashi kept his promise a year ago and rewarded the men. He gave empowerment or life to those in the army. He spoke one-on-one with important people and fulfilled their requests privately. Ned Stark wanted his family to come alive, and because he had completed part of his mission, he brought his wife and eldest son first. Now it's the girls' turn. Arthur wanted Daenerys and Jon Snow. Oddly enough, no one else wanted to use their prize now. Everyone wanted to save up.

Nashi looked at the clouds moving in the air.

Nashi: "Tell him I'll be there in a month."

Robb lifted his head so hard that his neck hurt. The fact that the person opposite him attended the meeting meant that the change should not have gone any further.

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