The Great Mage Returns After 4000 Years-Chapter Season 2 632

Translator: Alpha0210

Hoi Ran, Perus, Nitalda, Alobada, Gamzard, Izton, the Absolutes leading the six factions of the Top Universe. The six giant war machines Outside were modeled after their appearances.

Residue knew about their lives, but he felt no emotion about them. Information about them was stored in his mind not as memories, but as knowledge.

“Is the sun unfamiliar to you?”

The old man spoke.

It’s a bit late to say this now, but Residue already knew who this old man was.

He was certainly an Absolute with the unsuitable name ‘Roroha’. The reason he realized it late was because the last time Residue saw him, the old man had taken the form of a young girl. Of course, an Absolute's appearance isn't a significant basis for judgment, but the fact that even his tone and atmosphere had changed was rather curious.

“You can't see it Outside anymore. Is that someone’s Authority?”

“Authority, huh… it's not an entirely wrong perspective.”

Which meant it wasn’t completely correct either. Residue glanced briefly at Roroha, but he had no intention of answering at the moment, wearing only a faint smile.

Residue looked up at the sun again.

In a recent conversation with Luca, she had said it was a symbol of hope and a new beginning, but what Residue was feeling now was different from that.

To put it simply, discomfort.

Why?

“Mind if we hurry a bit? There's someone I'd like to introduce you to.”

Someone he wants to introduce?

That was exactly what he was hoping for.

***

The protruding road from the island looked as if it was precariously built between the surging waves, but it was much sturdier than it appeared. As long as one did not get frightened in advance and walked straight, there was no danger of being swept away by the sea.

Naturally, neither Residue nor Roroha were the kind to feel fear while walking on a road like this.

Before long, they reached the end of the road and arrived at a city built in the middle of the sea.

“Welcome to Sin City.”

Residue let Roroha’s voice pass by one ear while taking in the surrounding sights.

“……”

Before coming to this city,

He thought about many things.

Residue knew the true nature of the Top Universe. Though he had never directly entered it, it wasn't that he was never allowed to glimpse the scenery inside.

Therefore, even if it had gained the new name of Sin City, he assumed its essence would remain the same. Or that it might have undergone only minor changes.

But now, this place…….

“Good morning, Elder Roroha!”

A cheerful voice rang out. It was a young man with a bright smile.

His dirty fingers and face, along with his somewhat shabby clothes, were evidence of labor. A strong scent of earth came from the man.

“‘Dian’, have you just finished work?”

“Haha. There wasn’t much to do today. Thanks to that, I got to finish a bit early.”

“That’s something to celebrate.”

“Thank you. It’s a bit early, but I was thinking of having a meal. Would you care to join me, Elder?”

“I appreciate the offer, but I’ll have to decline. I have business to attend to.”

As Roroha said that and glanced at Residue, the man called Dian naturally turned his gaze in that direction.

Dian widened his eyes in surprise when he saw Residue’s face, even if it was just a mask.

“That person is……”

“A fellow countryman from the Outside.”

“Ah. I see!”

Dian’s face lit up immediately.

He walked over to Residue and extended his hand with a bright face.

“Welcome to Sin City! It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m called Dian.”

“……”

“I run a flower shop just over there. Haha. If there’s a particular species you like…….”

“Dian, he hasn’t spoken to any ‘representative’ yet.”

“Ah.”

Dian looked flustered.

“Then this place must still feel unfamiliar to you. I apologize for being presumptuous…….”

“It’s fine. Let’s share a meal another time.”

“Understood.”

Dian bowed his head and then left.

Residue remained silent until Dian's figure completely disappeared. It wasn’t so much that he was waiting for that moment, but rather that he needed some time to process what had just happened before his eyes. That also meant the current situation had gone beyond the bounds of what he could predict.

He looked around once more.

The streets were peaceful.

They were stable and full of life.

Smiles bloomed on the faces of the people passing by.

A woman shaking out a blanket from her window, a man carrying loads on both shoulders, children running through the streets like alley kings.

It was a dull enough scene to make one yawn, yet there was no sense of incongruity. That is, if not for one fact.

-If only all the people visible weren’t Absolutes.

“Are you very surprised?”

Roroha spoke with a warm smile.

“I understand, and I sympathize. I and they were all the same at first. But for now, I’d like you to set aside your questions and focus on what you see and feel in this landscape. Though I know it won’t be easy.”

“What in the world happened in this place?”

“That too, you’ll soon come to know.”

Residue had no choice but to follow behind Roroha once again.

As they walked, people on the street greeted them one by one.

“Hello! I just harvested these strawberries. Would you like a taste?”

“Well, now, what a tall and strapping young man. How about taking a look at some clothes?”

“There will be a performance this afternoon at Theater No. 4! We’ve worked hard to prepare, so if you're interested…”

“Oh, a newcomer? My apologies.”

“In that case, the first place you should visit is the ‘Assignment Office’.”

All of them spoke of trivial matters, barely worthy of being called business.

Among them, there was one familiar term.

‘Assignment Office.’

It was a place that had once existed in the Top Universe as well.

Back then, the Top Universe didn’t only serve as a training ground for rookie Absolutes. It also acted as a resting place for Absolutes returning from missions, and a place where a suitable universe was selected for each of them.

-In other words, the Top Universe in the past was an organization capable of creating paths between universes.

Though it was impossible with individual power alone, like gods or Rulers, it was possible if all 216 members of the Council of Absolutes combined their strength.

Because of that authority, every Absolute had to step into the Top Universe at least once. That included even Lukas, who was once a fledgling Absolute.

So, the Assignment Office was one of the core locations of the Top Universe.

It was a facility that determined which universe was most necessary for a given Absolute.

“This is the Assignment Office.”

…Its exterior had changed greatly.

In the past, the Assignment Office did not look like such a massive building.

It was an open area, where a large orb sat, and around that orb, the Absolutes forming the ‘Council’ would be seated.

How was it now?

It resembled more of a castle or a tower in architectural form.

It was large and beautiful, but something about it…

Before Residue could carefully examine the building’s exterior, Roroha went inside. Without further words, Residue followed after him, sensing the urgency.

The interior was quite sparse. There were so few people that the large space almost felt like a waste.

The wide, open space was filled only with neatly arranged tables and chairs for rest.

Far across the room was a long desk, behind which sat three young women smiling brightly.

Roroha, as if familiar with the place, passed them and said,

“We’ll go to the 6th floor.”

“Ah, a newcomer. Understood.”

“Good work.”

Roroha nodded and went straight up to the 6th floor.

Then, standing in front of a door that appeared to be their destination, he straightened his clothes, cleared his throat a couple of times, and then knocked politely.

“This is Roroha.”

A short voice came from inside.

“What is it?”

“I’ve brought a newcomer.”

“…Come in.”

Click-

The room inside wasn’t very spacious.

It felt full with just an office desk, a few potted plants, and a sofa that appeared to be for guests.

The man sitting at the desk was a middle-aged man with a stern impression. His facial features were so bold and well-defined that once seen, his face was hard to forget.

Gamzard.

One of the representatives of the six factions within the Council. In the past, he was the Absolute representing the [Radical Faction].

His gaze shifted from Roroha to Residue.

“……”

Their eyes met in the air.

Was it just his imagination? Residue felt that Gamzard wasn’t looking past the mask but rather focusing directly on the mask itself.

“A newcomer, I hear.”

“Yes.”

“I see. Good work. Roroha, would you mind giving us a moment alone?”

“…Pardon?”

Roroha blinked in surprise. It was a face and tone that hadn’t appeared until now. Though the face remained that of an old man, Residue thought for the first time that Roroha had shown a fragment of the girl he used to be.

“Ah. I apologize.”

But Roroha soon seemed to recognize that as a grave discourtesy and lowered his head deeply before leaving the room.

Now only the two of them remained in the room.

Residue suddenly felt a burning sensation in his throat. On the low table in front of the sofa, there was a teapot.

He slumped into the sofa, grabbed the teapot, and poured it down his throat.

“……”

While Residue’s Adam’s apple moved several times, Gamzard only gave a sunken gaze before speaking slowly.

“How was Sin City, fellow countryman?”

“…Kuh kuh.”

Residue couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

Then Gamzard rose from his seat and sat down directly in front of Residue.

“What are you laughing at?”

“‘Fellow countryman’ is a term used between those of shared origin. In other words, not something Absolutes usually say to each other. And yet, you and that old man back there seem quite fond of using it.”

“That’s because we now share the same origin, in essence.”

Gamzard responded calmly, unfazed by Residue’s sneer.

“I suppose Sin City didn’t suit your taste. I understand. The intensity may vary, but every fellow countryman who first arrived had similar impressions. However, this was a choice made for the sake of our future, and even to this moment, I believe it was the most rational decision we could have made. So, fellow countryman, if I may ask, would you grant us a chance?”

“A chance for what?”

“A chance to explain the decision we made. I believe mockery can wait until after that.”

Residue leaned back into the sofa and gestured with his chin.

“Go ahead. Let’s hear it.”

“Before that, there’s one thing I need to clarify.”

Gamzard gently revealed his presence. The atmosphere felt warm and cozy like a spring breeze, but hidden within it was an intent to pressure his counterpart, whether consciously or not.

Of course, it didn’t work on Residue at all.

Even as a faction leader, Gamzard was merely an Absolute at the level of a Lord. And among Lords, he was one of the lower-tier ones. In terms of combat power alone, he couldn’t compare to Retip, let alone Symetra. He might be able to impose some pressure on rookie Absolutes at best.

“Don’t misunderstand, fellow countryman. I don’t intend to harm you. I simply hope that you’ll maintain your composure during the explanation I’m about to begin.”

But Gamzard seemed to believe his pressure had worked, judging by Residue’s lack of reaction.

Residue didn’t bother to correct that amusing misunderstanding and simply nodded in a perfunctory manner.

To be fair, Gamzard’s attitude did consistently show a degree of courtesy. His stiff tone seemed more like a habitual trait.

“To my eyes, you appear to be an Absolute affiliated with the Lightning God. Am I correct?”

That was a reasonable assumption, considering Residue had openly scattered lightning.

However, what Residue found odd was the reason behind pointing it out.

“Why are you asking that?”

“Because if you were an Absolute from ‘Dragon’ or ‘Giant’, I’d have to increase the density of my explanation.”

“What do you mean?”

“Hmm…”

Gamzard interlocked his fingers and remained silent for a moment.

He appeared to be in contemplation. After taking about five deep breaths, he spoke in a slow voice.

“The Giant is dead.”

“……”

Residue already knew that.

But that clearly wasn’t the end of it.

Residue remained silent for a moment, and as expected, Gamzard continued.

“And the Dragon will die soon.”

*****

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