My heart dropped.
I hadnât expected Kysisâs name to come up. And I still wasnât immune to it. Every time his name was mentioned, my body flinched.
All the more in a situation like this.
In the space overflowing with data, there were only the Emperor and me.
A silence so deep it made my ears feel like they might fall off. The only reason I could steady the nausea rising inside me while looking at the materials was because I had gone through them alone a few days earlier.
Footage the Badgers who had infiltrated the enemy lines had brought back, filmed when the leaf veins were damaged.
Whether by misfortune or by luck, Kyle wasnât captured anywhere in the materials.
The high command might have selectively provided what to show me.
The data was covered in flowers.
Brushing my thumb over the flower captured in a massive photograph, the Emperor began to explain.
ăYou went looking for Kysis, who had been unaccounted for for ten years.ă
ăYes.ă
I answered politely.
It wouldâve been impossible without intuition.
I reflected on the past. Several years after contact with Kysis was lost, I suddenly began to sense his presence. At the time, I didnât realize that meant Cecilâs absence.
Iâd only thought he didnât even have the leeway to use concealment magic because he was pouring everything into purifying the contamination.
But that wasnât it.
When I arrived, every mageâincluding Cecilâwas already dead.
Where is Cecil now?
As I was recalling the drawing of Cecil that Simon Diamond had made, the other party spoke.
ăI didnât think it necessary to tell you, but for ten years, Kysis sent documents to the Imperial Court at irregular intervals.ă
ăPardon?ă
ăDocuments on dimensional travel.ă
The Emperor filled in the gaps.
ăYou know that until the world burned, no mage had successfully achieved dimensional travel.ă
Of course I knew.
In fact, hadnât we ourselves only succeeded at the very last moment? Before that, theyâd been devoured, or failed to input the destination correctly, or the mages had collapsed mid-casting....
To begin with, even by the time I became Captain of the Knights, dimensional travel magic was still treated as something out of legend.
At some point, it began to be researched in earnest, but still.
ăEven before leaving the capital, Kysis insisted that we had to leave this world.ă
The Emperorâs voice pulled me out of my memories.
ăIt was something he told only me. He was a child whoâd never asked me for anything since he was young, so I remember being surprised when he suddenly asked me to drink alone with him. I waited from sunset, but Kysis didnât appear until near midnight. And the moment he sat down, he said it. That dimensional travel would be the only answer.ă
So that was when it started....
He had seen the end of the world that long ago. Yet he told only the Emperor. Because countless peopleâincluding meâwere desperately holding back the spreading contamination. Because he didnât want to break their morale.
Then, over ten years, he must have looked into dimensional travel while fighting the contamination on the front lines.
If it werenât for my †NĐŸvĐ”â ight †(Read more on our source) position as Captain of the Knights, I would have followed him.
I remembered what Kysis had said to me when he came to see me a few days before disappearing.
âI knew youâd be able to handle those blockheads.â
Heâd said it with a crooked smile.
âYouâve grown a lot, hatchling.â
ăDo you know what the flower is?ă
The Emperorâs sudden question snapped me back.
I looked at the side profile of my former lord, who hadnât lifted his head from the photograph.
So thatâs why heâd called me here.
I answered respectfully.
ăMy knowledge is shallow. I know nothing at all.ă
ăDo you know about dimensional travel magic?ă
ăI have almost no knowledge of magic.ă
ăYou have no mana at all.ă
ăYes.ă
Not a single drop.
Iâd never thought deeply about it. To begin with, people with enough mana to become mages were rare.
Most had so little mana it was useless, and there were quite a few people like me who had none at all.
In other words, those with abundant mana were the odd ones out.
I was just an ordinary person.
ăRepairing the leaf veins will be troublesome, then.ă
...What?
What does that mean?
I couldnât ask.
The Emperor continued smoothly.
ăTo get to the conclusion first: this flower is a medium for dimensional travel. Once the flower blooms sufficiently, dimensional travel becomes possible through the water it holds. Thatâs why black mages favor this flower.ă
My mouth fell open.
And I tried to process the bombshell that had been dropped on me out of nowhere.
But it wouldnât settle properly.
So I started with a question.
ăWhat do you mean, dimensional travel becomes possible? Didnât it take several archmages working together just to barely succeed at dimensional travel? And even then, I remember there were several disastrous failures.ă
ăThe fact that dimensional travel is possible through the bottom of the flowerâs pond became known because an unfamiliar lifeform emerged from a puddle.ă
The Emperor gave an answer that didnât seem to line up with my question.
But in the end, he would address my doubt.
Trust him and wait. He continued.
ăIt was a phenomenon witnessed several hundred years ago. For centuries it remained only a rumor, until black mages confirmed it by pouring magic into fully bloomed flowers. If you apply the appropriate spell to a flower in full bloom, a passage to another dimension opens at the bottom of the pond.ă
ăThen why wasnât this used when escaping the world?ă
ăBecause you canât choose the destination.ă
Ah.
ăThe amount of magic required is no small thing either. Even with flowers, attempting dimensional travel still requires an archmage. In the case of flowers, one archmage is enough, but thereâs no guarantee your body will remain intact after entering. A dimensional array, on the other hand, allows you to specify a desired destination through sufficient calculation.ă
ăA desired destination....ă
Earth.
ăHow do you think Duke Jacques suddenly managed to calculate the coordinates of this place?ă
The unexpected question made my eyes widen.
Iâd never thought about that.
The Emperor tapped the flower in the photograph with his finger.
ăHow do you think he immediately found a dimension with oxygen, water, a civilization, and no risk of freezing or burning to death the moment people crossed over?ă
ăI havenât thought about it.ă
When I answered honestly, the Emperor blinked.
He looked momentarily surprised by the unexpected reply, then quickly composed himself.
He let my pathetic answer slide.
ăKysis and Cecil bloomed hundreds of flowers and checked various worlds. Of the hundreds of dimensions they encountered, this was the most suitable for us to migrate to.ă
ăYou mean they confirmed it directly? How...ă
ăCanât we command monsters? It seems they sent controlled monsters beyond the opened dimensional gates to check, after layering them with various spells.ă
Ah.
ăOf course, the process wasnât smooth. Some burned to death in flames that devoured contamination, others fell into the flowerâs pond and vanished. But there were gains.ă
Why didnât he tell me all of this?
Even as resentment rose, I was already anticipating Kysisâs answer.
Because nothing would have changed even if he had told me.
Because there was no time to go into all the details.
Fine.
I can understand keeping silent up to that point.
I can even understand hiding it. He always hid many things from me anyway. Even now, he never spoke plainly about his relationship with his own father, the one standing before me.
After I became Captain of the Knights, our conversations grew fewer. We were both so busy there was never time to share a drink.
So I can accept that Iâm only learning all this suffocating information now.
But....
ăOne of the final reports he gave to Duke Jacques concerned the existence of this very dimension.ă
Then why did he shove me into the dimensional array?
After going to such lengths to find the destination we had to reach.
I donât think Iâll ever forgive Kysis for that choice.
Never....
ăIt was immediately shared with the mages as well.ă
Kysis.
ăThatâs why escape was possible. While I was clinging to false hope and trying to purify land that would ultimately be consumed by contamination, that child steadily sought another path.ă
I want to turn back time.
To go back to just before the dimensional transfer. No more, no lessâjust that moment. When only a few of us remained before the shining dimensional array.
I want to go back to that moment and push Kysis into the array.
And I would stay behind.
If that had happened, so much would have changed.
ăCecil must have vanished beyond the flower as well.ă
The Emperorâs words, spoken like a murmur to himself.
Hearing that, I pulled myself out of the worn, overused fantasyâof turning back the clock and returning to just before the dimensional transfer.
ăI donât know the details of why Cecil went missing.ă
Then his words replaced my tired assumptions.
As if they were the perfect key, Kysisâs voice popped out of a drawer in my mind.
âShe was dragged in while opening the dimensional gate. I couldnât bring her back.â
Ah.
So thatâs why he said dimensional gate instead of dimensional array.
Because she didnât disappear while opening an array.
ăHowever, I did receive documents investigating in detail the dimension she was dragged into.ă
I knew nothing about that either.
He hadnât said a word to me.
Even about Cecilâs disappearance, he only spoke after I cautiously brought it up several days after we reunited. After that, Kysis never mentioned Cecil again.
The situation had been too urgent for me to ask in detail.
Of course, even if it hadnât been so urgent, I might not have dared to ask.
Kysis was always tight-lipped about Cecil.
A man who didnât blink at any rumor would fly into a rage over gossip about himself and Cecil.
So even I, called the knight closest to Kysis, didnât know much about her.
Why she became his escort mage. The precise circumstances of her disappearance.
ăHe said it was a world reminiscent of the Voice of Dreams. A place where fragments of memories burst out here and there.... A world where the memories of complete strangers appear as if they were oneâs own. A world of ash-gray.ă
Wait.
Doesnât this match Kairosâs and Shuâs descriptions somehow?
ăHe wrote that it was a dimension where, as if dominated by a massive Voice of Dreams, fragments of countless memories appeared and vanished like heat haze.ă
Could it be that Kyle is trying to find Cecil?
Or is he simply trying to connect, by chance, to the dimension she fell into while searching for a dimension other than Earth?
Either way, I felt like I could now vaguely understand why Shu had been kidnapped. Maybe because dimensions open more easily when sheâs involved.
A senior with a peculiar constitution....
But then how did her father end up falling through a portal into the same dimension Cecil was in?
I sat there, caught in a feeling of half-understanding, half-confusion.
At least I was relieved that the purpose of the flower Kyleâs faction was blooming didnât seem to pose an immediate threat to the people inside Center Core.
Still, the feeling that I was missing something wouldnât go away.
I understand kidnapping Shuâbut then why transfer her beforehand?
If they just wanted to use Shuâs unique constitution, wouldnât it have been enough to simply submerge her in the flower?
And if the plan was to move to another dimension entirely, why was Kyleâs side expanding territory so aggressively?
Because itâs a long-term plan and they desperately need food and land?
...If they plan to find another haven, thereâs no need to wage war at all.
I knew it was foolish of me to still cling to possibilities.
Even so....
ăPerhaps they havenât let go of their lingering attachment yet.ă
I flinched at words that sounded as if my thoughts had been spoken aloud.
Carefully hiding my reaction, I turned toward the Emperor and saw him gazing down at the center of the flower in the photographâthe pond.
Clear water rippling in sky-blue eyes.
ăPerhaps they are still waiting.ă
ăWho....ă
ăCecil.ă
The short answer came back.
ăFor rescue.ă
For a very long time now.
ăFor Kysis.ă
***
I wrapped up the report quickly.
âMeta-meta.â
And now I was at Yunâs and Amiâs place.
âMongmong.â
Ami hummed.