Chapter 1074: Chapter 1074

Davey was glad in the attire of a priestess, flowing and ornate yet distinctly different from the current cultural styles of Tionis. The look was completed with long black hair that cascaded down to his calves. The proportions of his body felt strangely off.

Davey angrily grabbed her arm.

“Right now. Put. My body. Back. To normal,” he said in chunks, clearly furious.

“Why are you the one who couldn't resist?!” he shouted, his voice full of fury, stirring up a commotion among those around them.

As soon as they spotted Davey, a bystander’s face went blank with confusion.

“Hey, where’s Davey—”

Before Goddess Freyja could do anything, Davey snapped his fingers.

The man who had come over due to the ruckus staggered and collapsed. He had a decent resistance to magic, but Davey had poured in more mana than necessary to force him to sleep.

“Don’t test a man’s patience. Put it back. Now.”

[They say holding back three times spares you from being a murder.]

“Or you can also skip the need for three times and just not commit murder once.”

She looked at him with a tinge of shame in her eyes. Then, after silently studying him for a moment, she walked over and patted his head.

With their height difference, she normally would have had to stand on tiptoe to reach, but that wasn’t the point right now.

There was a time when, due to her whims, Davey had been turned genderless. Even back then, he had taken on a form more feminine than masculine. Really, he had no grounds to complain about being changed by her whims yet again as long as it wasn’t a projection of someone else through his body.

“Using someone to project another human being... Honestly, it’s disgusting.”

[Freyja is the same soul as you.]

“Reincarnations that I don’t even remember? Those aren’t me.”

Davey still remembered everything from his time on Earth, but he didn’t have a single memory from over ten thousand years ago, when he had been a priestess in some ancient civilization.

So, while they might be the same soul, they were undeniably different people to him.

Faced with his firm stance, she silently looked at him before reverting him to his original form, a slight trace of disappointment in her expression. He was left wearing the black coat and outfit he’d worn when he first arrived. His long hair had already returned to its usual short length.

[Now you should be free from duty.]

His expression twisted again with irritation, but she didn’t seem fazed in the slightest.

As she quietly watched him, Davey slowly calmed his anger and asked, “So. Is there anything else you need me to do?”

[Everything will unfold as it should.]

It meant things were over.

“What happens to you after I leave?”

Originally, her avatar should’ve disappeared long before. Once Davey had saved her, she remained nonetheless.

Of course, she had already handed him the red gem—the very core of her avatar. There was no way she could exist much longer by that point.

[The source of power is with you.]

“This thing?” Davey asked while looking at the red gem. “Then does that mean we’re back to how it’s supposed to be?”

[The rest period isn’t over yet.]

With those words, she pushed Davey away. At the same time, a rift appeared behind him and swallowed him whole.

He hadn’t even finished everything he wanted to! He never expected to be pushed back so suddenly like that.

Eventually, Davey changed his mind about the reluctance. The past mattered, sure, but what mattered most to him was Perserque and her safety.

After all, he had only gone to the past to analyze the memory-sealing magic of Goddess Freyja that had been imprinted onto her soul.

[The longer you stay there, the more distorted things become.]

“Exactly. That’s why, if there’s nothing holding me back, it’s best to come back quickly,” Davey said calmly before closing his eyes and letting out a quiet sigh. Thinking back, he hadn’t formed any particularly close bonds with the people there.

Every action he took had a ripple effect on the future. That’s why he had a nonchalant attitude when he first arrived in the demon village, or when he met Sword God Ares, or during everything that happened in the Arbute Kingdom. He’d felt some regret, but in the end, what came after was theirs to handle.

Despite knowing that, he still couldn’t stop thinking about them. Honestly, he knew exactly why. There was someone he had continued to interact with during that time in the past. They were the one who had made him destroy one of the supporting pillars of the Arbute Kingdom. Someone he’d only been separated from for a few days, yet it had felt like they’d been apart for months.

Of course it was her.

It wasn’t that he had feelings for her or anything like that, though. If he had to describe it, she felt more like a parent or other family member. He had helped her extend the life of her avatar slightly, but now that he was gone, he knew she’d be left alone.

“Wait, what?” Davey turned in surprise and looked at the woman staring blankly at him. “Why are you here?”

“No, seriously. You, uh.”

‘Shouldn’t you be asleep inside the stone slab?’

Her avatar—a being that shouldn’t exist there—was looking at him as if nothing was wrong. He had no clue how she was there. If it were the past, sure, it made sense, but her existing in the current timeline made no sense whatsoever!

Whether she noticed his confusion or not, she casually reached out and lengthened his hair. Then, totally unbothered by his mental state, she gave him a casual thumbs up.

“Hey, hey! Put my hair back the way it was!”

Two of the same being couldn’t exist in the same timeline.

That rule applied to Goddess Freyja as well. In fact, since she was a Goddess, that rule should’ve been even stricter for her.

Yet, she gave him no explanation of how she had appeared in his future timeline, or what her purpose there was. Even so, after seeing how her presence wasn’t causing any major disruptions, Davey figured she must’ve had her own way of dealing with it.

So, he didn’t press any further. To be frank, a part of him had felt a little regret about leaving her behind like that anyway.

He put on a conflicted look and continued to look at her.

[Go on. To the one waiting for you.]

She then leaned next to the stone slab where her true body slept and closed her eyes. It was as if she was saying she wouldn’t talk anymore.

There were still a lot of things Davey wanted to say to her, but in the end, he let them go.

The memory-sealing spell that Goddess Freyja had shown him—meant to lock away Perserque’s memories—had been incredibly complex. It was so complicated that under normal circumstances, it would’ve been impossible to memorize without writing it down.

Fortunately, Davey had an absolute photographic memory. For the first time in a while, he found himself genuinely thankful for it. That thought made his heart feel strangely unsettled.

“Did the future change at all?” Davey asked.

Even though he had tampered with the flow of time, he already knew the future couldn’t be exactly the same. His question came from a lingering sense of unease.

Still leaning against the stone slab with her eyes closed, she slowly opened them at his words. Then, she handed him a small notebook.

“You’re not going to tell me?”

[You’ll find out soon enough. But be careful.]

[The blood-bound chains that have been suppressed for thousands of years will awaken great power.]

Taking in her cryptic warning, Davey shrugged and walked off. “Well, I guess I’ll figure it out soon.”

Goddess Freyja, watching him silently as he walked away, gave a short yawn before closing her eyes once more.

Ever since Davey had left, Perserque had grown noticeably more reserved. She was someone who usually didn’t let things weigh too heavily on her heart—but this time, it had been too painful. So painful that it had left her shaken.

“Sister, I’m sure everything’s going to be okay.”

Silently stamping the documents one after another, flipping through them, Perserque slowly lifted her head at the voice.

Aeria flinched and stepped back.

“I’m sorry. I’m just... not in a good place right now.”

“I’m sorry,” Aeria muttered.

“It’s not your fault. It’s that damn—”

“It’s Davey’s fault.”

From her perspective, not knowing the full truth, it was only natural to be angry at him. Normally, she would’ve never jumped to such a one-sided conclusion, but she had completely lost her usual composure.

“I know I’m probably the last person who should say this, especially while I’m pregnant, but... I don’t think Davey did it with bad intentions.”

“Hmph! Of course, I know that! But right now, I just don’t want to see that bastard’s face.”

In the few days Davey had been away, a lot had happened in Heins Territory. Things had been crazy after he left.

Red Ribbon and Blue Ribbon had suddenly started twitching and frantically looking for him. Even Rinne, who usually calmed them down, had looked serious when she spoke, “Searching for Lord Davey. Rinne evaluates the contract severance lowly.”

No one knew what he was up to.

Sure, Perserque was worried, but more than anything, she felt deeply betrayed by Davey. She’d lost her usual calm, to the point that Aeria couldn’t even bring herself to scold or console her.

Whether she tried to lecture or comfort her, it was unclear whether her words—as Darian’s birth mother—would get through at all.

That was when it happened. Teardrops soaked the documents she was stamping.

“Sister?!” Startled, Aeria shot to her feet.

Perserque, still holding her seal and quill while trying to organize the papers, was trembling. Clear tears rolled down her cheeks. “That bastard... Who gives someone something just to take it away again?”

The grief of being thrown from the highest peak of hope into the pit of despair ran deeper than she’d realized.

Red Ribbon, Blue Ribbon, and Rinne were all clearly shaken, too. With Perserque now in such sorrow, and Davey still not back after several days, Aeria couldn’t help but hope he’d walk through the door any second.

Just then, the window burst open. “I didn’t give you something just to take it back.”

Hearing the sound of that familiar voice, Aeria and Perserque jerked their heads up in surprise.

Nonetheless, Perserque quickly regained her composure and shot a cold glare at the one who had burst in through the window. “You said I could have a child!”

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“Obviously. If you had, I would’ve broken every bone in whatever bastard’s body.”

Perserque clenched her teeth. “You told me you didn’t want a child, right after turning me into someone who can have one! Are you playing with me?!”

Davey grinned in response as he stood by the open window. “Your body’s still unstable. That’s why.”

“Why do you think I’ve been gone these past few days?” Davey stepped inside, calm and composed.

Both Perserque’s and Aeria’s eyes widened.

Before the three could come together, a sound came out of nowhere, and someone shoved a notebook into their faces.

[We went on a date for a few days.]

Leading what was written on the page, Perserque’s face instinctively twisted in fury. “Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here?!”