Main Character Hides His Strength

other world was in play.

The reason why Sungchul was reacting sensitively to such a thing was because he had a similar experience in the past.

‘I get the same unnatural feeling as the time I was on my way to meet god.
Although it’s clearly different from that…’

But whatever were to appear, there was not a thing in this world that could harm Sungchul.
Sungchul continued to look around as he thought as such.

Sungchul noticed that there was a statue that took place all over the city.
A strong male figure with four arms.
It was a being that was more mystical, like a demon or a god, than a man.

‘Just what is this? It’s a figure I’ve never seen before.’

There were far too many similar statues to pass it off as a whimsical creation of a random sculptor.
Sungchul asked a soldier who was walking alongside him.

“What is that?”

The soldier smiled as he responded to the question.

“It’s the guardian of the city, Sidmia.”

“Sidmia?”

It was a name he has never heard before.

“I’m an outsider so I don’t know very much about it, but I’ve heard that it’s been worshiped as the guardian deity of Ixion since long ago.”

It’s the first he’s heard this.

Although he was hunted as a heretic, Sungchul had known about Ixion since long ago.
Let alone Sidmia, he’s never even seen a single statue like this before.

‘How strange.
For a city made overnight to be a center of a pagan religion.’

Sungchul quietly walked through the city as he gazed over the crowd of people who all looked his way with a smile and look of wonder.

At the center of the ivory city and under the Colossus was Vestiare’s palace.
Vestiare was waiting for Sungchul at the entrance of the palace along with smaller versions of herself acting as maids.

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“I’ve been waiting for you, Destroyer.”

Vestiare gave a refined smile as she courteously greeted him.

“What are you scheming?”

Sungchul’s tone was cold despite having been given a grand welcome involving a great number of people.
He judged that the current situation was concealing malicious machinations of Vestiare.

“What do you mean by scheming? All I’ve done is do my due diligence in treating you in a way that you deserve.”

Vestiare replied to Sungchul as she looked him straight in the eye.
She then led Sungchul inside.
Sungchul followed her without a word and entered Vestiare’s palace under the Colossus.

Once they entered a reception room that was decorated in pure white tones, small Vestiares served them with tea and snacks.
Bertelgia gave an uncomfortable reaction upon seeing the children Vestiares.

“What’s up with them? They’re not Homunculi nor Fairies…”

“There is no point analyzing behaviors of evil magicians, Bertelgia.”

Sungchul picked up a steaming cup of tea and gave it a taste.
It was of highest quality.
It lacked the stench of poison.
Sungchul boldly drank the tea.
It had an as exquisite taste as its aroma.
However, the snack was not up to par in his opinion.

“How is it? The tea and snack I’ve personally prepared?”

Vestiare appeared alone in the reception room as he was enjoying the tea.
Sungchul glared at her as he gave a gruff reply.

“The tea is top quality, but the snacks are mediocre.”

“Oh my, what a strict evaluation.”

Sungchul quietly watched Vestiare take a seat in front of him with openly hostile eyes.
Once she was seated, Sungchul cut to the chase.

“Why did you call me?”

Vestiare smiled with her eyes as she took a sip of her tea.
Sungchul couldn’t help but acknowledge that Vestiare’s level of beauty was difficult to match by anyone on the continent.

‘She would probably be considered a top beauty even among the High Elves.’

But he has far surpassed the age where he would be tempted by her appearance.
Nevermind that his body was not one that could in the first place.
Vestiare drank her tea under the cold glare of Sungchul before meeting his eyes with a graceful stare.

“You have no reason to fight us.”

“Are you wanting some sort of cease fire?”

He was about to say that she was saying the same thing as Dragoman.
It wasn’t out of consideration for Dragoman.
Sungchul simply did not want to reveal to Vestiare that he obtained information from him.

“I have learned the reason why you have abandoned your place among the Thirteen Champions of the Continent and left on a journey.
There were a few interesting facts.”

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Vestiare put down her tea and analyzed Sungchul.
She could not find any kind of reaction from Sungchul.

“So?”

All he did was give a surly reply.
Vestiare continued with a faint smile.

“I’ve learned that you’ve been living happily after adopting the daughter of the princess of Ruteginea.
Until she was brought to the brink of death due to the Curse of Extinction.”

“…”

“Curse of Extinction.”

An indecipherable smile appeared on Vestiare’s lips.

“I’ve heard that it’s been widely accepted that the curse is divine in nature and therefore unbreakable.”

“What is it that you want to say?”

“The Curse of Extinction is not impossible to break like it is commonly believed in the current era.”

“Are you saying that there is a way to undo the curse?”

Vestiare nodded with a smile at Sungchul’s question.

“Yes.”

Sungchul had an uncomfortable recollection upon hearing this.
He recalled the prank by Sajator’s remnant long ago in the Summoning Palace.
Sungchul had been greatly enraged at the time, which led to him vowing to kill Sajators and then carrying it out.

“There is something I want to show you.
Since you look like someone who trusts his eyes more than his ears, simply showing you something is probably going to be more effective than giving you a long explanation.”

Vestiare stood up from her seat

Sungchul suppressed great many questions and suspicions as he got up and followed her.

Vestiare walked to the back of the palace.
Once he reached the back gardens, the form of the kneeling Colossus blocked his view.
Sungchul glared at the Colossus and spoke.

“Are you saying that there is something to see inside of the Colossus?”

“No.
It’s below.”

Vestiare pointed at something below the Colossus.

Under the shadow of the Colossus was a domed building the size of a mansion.

 

TL Note: The comment about onion soup makes me think the eastern region is actually kind of like idelic medieval France.