The Author Is Speechless-Chapter 142: Reunion as strangers

Nam Seo wasn't hurt anywhere because of the heavenly guardian-level healing magic. His health was better than before that he could feel the comfort from every inch of his body.

Even so, it was almost 11 so he fell asleep after he ate his dinner with the help of his team leader.

The night passed quickly and the sun came up. The morning light came inside the room through the window and fell on his face. He woke up from his sleep because of that.

At that time, Viktor who was busy reading some random records inside his library spent more than 1 year in a blink. He was slowly getting used to the long-lasting time but still, it was irritating to him.

Because of that, the reality became more and more annoying due to the frequent events. For example, he felt as if a human was being constantly disturbed by so many things in a short time for 24 hours a day.

It was pretty annoying so he started to love the time he spent inside his library realm with super speed time. Even though he couldn't fulfil his duty as a record guardian legally, he loved to read records and learn new things or two about the goddess of light.

'How much time has passed?'

Viktor looked at the time counter and saw that it was nearly a year and a half.

'Only? I thought more than 3 years had passed. I became so used to this time that sitting in the same position for a decade feels nothing to me.'

He sighed and closed the record he was reading. He then flew to the library vault section and opened the door that he couldn't open at first.

It was a secret chamber that only he has access to and the moment he steps inside the huge vault, his record stopped recording his movements.

That means even if he plots to kill a god, it won't get recorded and no god can look into this matter. As a demigod, it was one of his cheat skills.

'The room also smells different.'

He closed the door and turned on the light. The room was smaller compared to what it actually looked from the outside. A small table with a hanging light above, some worn-out books on the bookshelf and a small box in the corner of the room.

The room looked like a storage room.

He took a book from the shelf and took a seat to read it. It was the record of a formal god that he found inside his library. He was one of the gods who lost the great heavenly war and became mortal after losing their fragments and power.

He was the formal god of death and now, he still walks around the realm above the elemental guardians' realm and lives his life as a slacker.

Usually, Viktor doesn't have any access to any God's records because he's a demigod. But those who lost their powers during the war, appear in Viktor's library. The formal god of death was also one of them between 40 to 50 formal gods.

They all live inside the heavenly gate realm and the realms below that.

'I want to see those cultivators who can actually count how long they can live.'

Viktor read only a hundred pages in a minute and closed the book in terror. It was full of so long names that his head started to spin.

"Labric Li Taserasoma Daltamo Pegriham Haujai Moi Sensen Tuili Pedro. This is the name of the God of some random flower that I've never heard of. Seriously, do Gods really have to name a person like that? And they say their full name when they are having a conversation with someone. I'm out of here-_-. To hell with saving the world."

Viktor opened his eyes and saw the sunlight entering his room. At that time, it was already past 11 am.

"Ugh… my head is still spinning."

Adonis knocked at the door and came inside with a glass of warm water. A glass of lukewarm water was the first thing to drink to start his morning in bed so he took the glass and slowly gulped down to the last drop.

"Ah…I'm feeling alive. Good morning, Adonis."

"Good morning, master. How was your night?"

"It was peaceful, then I went to study a little. How was yours?" Viktor rubbed his eyes and wore his soft sandals. He was heading to the bathroom to wash his face.

Adonis followed him and said, "I was busy instructing some clones to fix the broken windows. It was almost 2 when I went to bed."

Adonis stopped for a minute and then asked, "May I ask for a day off, master?"

Viktor was surprised to hear him asking for a day off for the first time in his life. He was curious so he asked, "Are you going on a date?"

Adonis became a little red and said, "Um.. y.yes."

'Aigo.… I just asked something so random out of nowhere without looking into his record and it turns out to be true-_-.'

"Is it another girl? Or that assistant of yours?"

"Yes, it's Sho, master. She asked me yesterday if I could take her on a date. It seems like I went too harsh on her on the first night so she's demanding some time from me."

"Oh…so that's what happened. Take a day off, don't worry about the work. Make sure to treat her well."

Viktor smirked a little and said, "Don't forget to use protection."

Adonis became fully red and said, "M..master!! It's just a date!! We're going to see a movie and eat some food!!!"

"Hahahaha!!! Go ahead. Buy some chickens on your way home."

"Yes, master. Then I'll take my leave. Your breakfast will be served by the chief today."

"Okay, have fun."

The moment Adonis left the bathroom in excitement, Viktor tapped the foamed razor on the side of the sink and became a little annoyed.

He looked at his reflection in the mirror and again started to shave the left side of his face. "It's a good thing that my facial hair is so thin and almost unnoticeable because it's also damn white. But it's a damn cursed luck that I'll never get a girlfriend with his pretty face."

He went out of the bathroom after taking a cold shower and wore a sky-blue shirt to go outside as well. "Today, I'll visit my neighbourhood."

Since only 2 years had passed on earth, all the people that he knew when he was Ivon North were still alive. His mother Flora, his ex-girlfriends and his classmates from college. But they were in two different places so he decided to go to his hometown and check on his mother.

She was still alive.

Viktor reached the small town where he used to live and studied in high school after going through the traumatic incident. His first girlfriend also left him that year when she found out that he was an orphan and adopted by a wealthy family.

'Hah… the air is still the same.'

He walked down the path to his orphanage and then followed the path to the cemetery. With a white flower banquet in his hand, he entered the white cemetery.

It was looking for his own jar of ash.

There weren't many people inside the cemetery but his appearance was attracting those. They were all middle-aged women so they started to talk back. They were all curious about him so one of them approached him and asked, "Young man, are you from here?"

Viktor looked at her face and she became stunned to see his beauty. "I'm from Seoul. May I help you with anything?" Viktor asked.

"Oh..no no."

'Why is she staring at me like that -_-.'

He quickly left the spot and went inside another section to find his ash. And finally, he found it. Surprisingly, there was another vase of ash beside his jar.

'Taerun North. The father of Ivon North. Interesting. Someone appeared who never showed up in my life before.'

He opened the glass door and put the white flower bouquet inside. It was awkward to pray for his own body but he felt like he should pray for it. So he came all the way from Seoul just to see his old body's ashes that he used to play with a lot.

At that moment, someone came closer to him and asked, "Are you a friend of Ivon?"

The voice he used to hear a lot during his elementary school time again rang in his ears after a long time. He knew who it was but for some reason, his body became frozen this time. He wasn't brave enough to face her yet.

It was Flora, his mother who took care of him as a teacher, lunch lady and school guard.

Viktor kept staring at the vase of his ashes and then she walked closer and stood beside him. "You know, Ivon was a brave boy. He used to love baseball so much when he was only 7 years old. He used to get cuts on his legs frequently for that. When he grew up, he became cold because I failed to take him in. I was a failure as a mother that left her son in the harsh world. It was so selfish of me."

Viktor couldn't move at all but his eyes became blurry. He was trying to keep his mind strong but his throat began to hurt.

The woman beside him again said, "I followed him when he went to Seoul and saw he was doing great. I was so happy, but also very sad that I couldn't hold my tears in. I wanted to hold him so close and apologise for all the things I'd done to him but I couldn't. It was too late to hold his hands and say that I love him so much."

She wiped her tears and again said, "You're his friend, right? I'm happy that Ivon still has someone who still prays for him. Thank you so much for visiting….hic…hic..for…visiting my son…"

She bowed to Viktor and then Viktor held her shoulder. "Please!! You don't have to thank me. Please don't cry."

She looked at his face and was astonished to see his silver eyes. She quickly held his face and said, "You have the same eyes as my son."

"Y..yes. That's because I'm from Germany. It's a common thing there. "

She held his hands tightly and said, "Come, let's have a chat. I want to know more about him when he was a college student. Please accept his last request from this old lady. Please…"

'She's still the same. It's really good to see her in good health with her kind smile.'

Viktor wiped the small drop of tear from his eye and smiled, " Of course, we can have a chat. Please show me the way."