[Silver Ash] - Become The Strongest In Another World

[Silver Ash] - Become The Strongest In Another World
CHAPTER 263: Discussion (2)

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It was a family mansion located in the first-class area of the city of Fencen.


The mansion is old, and rarely lived in, yet it looks clean and very well maintained. Clearly, the one taking care of this mansion was a person so meticulous that it did not leave a single small detail in disarray.


Right now, in the mansion, the servants with firm faces were quickly making preparations, as an old man in the uniform of the Chief Servant gave orders to them.


It was late, but it did not make everyone relax. At a time like this, they would have to exert all of their abilities to deliver a perfect result.


Because, today was the day that their Master finally came to visit.


Outside the mansion, descending from the luxurious horse carriage with the insignia of a noble family was a young man, silver-haired and had a delicate and gentle facial figure.


With those pale black eyes, he scanned the outer area of the mansion, then smiled at the servant who was already waiting for him.


"During the time no see, Robert. It's good to see you're okay" the young man told an old man, who was the Chief Maid.


"It is a pleasure to welcome you here again, my Lord. Come in, I've made a lot of preparations for you."


"Thank you, but I've only been visiting for three days, I don't think you need to overdo your salm making preparations."


Ignoring Robert's troubled gaze, the silver-haired man smiled wryly and strode his feet lightly towards the mansion's main door.


As soon as he entered, what greeted him was a luxurious mansion hall, with many exaggerated decorations.


Although this was not something he liked, he could only accept it all with a wry smile. Formality is a very annoying thing.


He then paused, staring for a moment at the white marble wall that was beside him. His gaze focused on a large emblem displayed there—an emblem composed by two lions facing each other, with a sword pointing upwards right between them.


It was the Grandbell family crest, a crest considered sacred to all family members. A symbol bequeathed over all the achievements and contributions of their ancestors, as well as a boundless devotion to the Waldenholt Republic.


The man—Nantz sil Grandbell, who was the only heir who would carry the honor of the Grandbell name on his back, just stared blankly at the emblem, the prince said, before finally turning to look at a large painting that is under the family emblem.


There, four figures are displayed. Each of them had a similar figure, with silver hair and black eyes as its main features. The only difference there was the mother, who had beautiful tanned colored hair.


In the arms of the mother, a baby who was not identified by his gender was seen sleeping soundly.


Robert, who had been waiting for his master to move, suddenly raised his head and took a look at the painting.


"Have you come to visit his tomb, sir? "


Nantz closed his eyes and smiled, then glanced at the night sky behind the luxurious stained glass.


"really. It has been nearly sixteen years since his birth. I'll get busy later, so maybe I won't get to visit on time on the day of his birth."


With a stinging smile on his face, Nantz continued walking into his private room, and placed all his luggage there. In the back, several servants tried to help, but were stopped by Robert who understood very well the habits of this loner Master.


Nantz saw the door of the room shut tightly by Robert, then sighed. No matter how often he went through it, he still felt uneasy about all of this treatment.


It felt strange when a descendant of nobility, especially one who inherited a respectable name like Grandbell, had such a habit as an ordinary person. But, in fact, Nantz did feel more comfortable to live his day as an ordinary person.


Since the departure of his beloved father and mother, Nantz has had to bear all the burden of the Grandbell family on his back, but that is not a problem, given his age is quite mature.


It was just that, it was undeniable that he had become a little lonely.


She has no fiancee yet, nor does she have a candidate she is likely to marry.


Nantz just spends his days immersed in work, and remembers all the family members he cares about.


As flashbacks began to appear in his mind, Nantz immediately shook his head lightly, and saw three moons of different sizes hanging in the sky.


"Are you okay, Sirius? "


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In her dark room without the slightest hint of illumination, Noelle lay on the bed while staring at the ceiling with a blank look.


On the table beside his bed, there was an iron cage containing two small rats. One of the mice fell asleep, while the other was busy putting nuts in his mouth.


With that comforting silence, Noelle finally made a sound.


"Hey, what really happens when I lose consciousness? "


『Hehe, a lot of things happened, are you sure you want to hear everything? 』


"Well, if you don't mind, then explain."


For a moment, no one spoke between the two, but seconds later the rat possessed by Noir was lying on the spot staring at Noelle.


『As you already know, I took control of your body after you lost consciousness. The way? It's actually pretty easy. I just need to dominate your body to obey me. The reason I can do it is because the resistance from you has reduced.』


"But still ... Your main body should still be in that Mist Garden, right? How can you bring out such a huge amount of power? "


Based on the details that Noelle heard, it could be concluded that Noir had done something big. With Noir's current state, it should be impossible for him to affect the real world outside of his seal barrier.


But, there are still other ways to deal with that problem.


Noir's explanation made Noelle nod. "Then it makes sense."


There were still many that Noelle wanted to ask, but Noir would not likely answer all of them. So Noelle put together all the questions she was going to ask, and threw away the questions that Noir was likely not going to answer.


"When your conversation with 'She' was earlier, what did you mean by《All Fiction》? "


The question of Noir's relationship with the Swallow Life Order and the Aino family may be interesting, but Noelle is more curious about that one.


It sounded like the name of a skill, but Noelle had never heard of it before.


Perhaps that was only natural, given how diverse the skills that people in this world possessed.


Just like blood manipulation was like hers, not everyone could have the same skill. Surely it also applies to《All Fiction》which Noir mentioned earlier.


Of course, despite asking this, Noelle did not really expect the answer. However, Noir answered very lightly.


『《All Fiction》 is the second authority, which symbolizes the imagination of God.』


"God you mean .. What is the god Chronoa? "


Noelle glanced at the rat that Noir possessed, and saw the mouse nodding. That was enough to be a confirmation.


There is a lot of information about who God really is, and a lot of cults have sprung up because they claim that the God they worship is the true God.


It was similar to the one Noelle had seen on the news while still on earth. News of cult adherents often appear, and make him shiver when reports about the rituals they do come out.


The Swallow Life Order was a real example of that heretical sect. They believe that the true God is the God they worship.


"This is a rather sensitive discussion, huh … "


Noelle herself never imagined that she would be involved so far. Perhaps, there was already no way to escape. He already knew too much, and there was no way the various parties would just let him be.


Sighing heavily, Noelle then rubbed her face with both palms, then again asked in a resigned voice.


"Now, what do you mean by authority? Is that the same thing as the 'Domination' authority you have? "


Noelle had little understanding of what authority was, but perhaps what Noir meant was authority that was different from what he knew.


As far as Noelle was concerned, authority was the domain, or the power and power that a god possessed.


Take Noir as an example; his authority is domination, and that means he has power over the domain of domination, which actually includes many things.


Another example is in 'He Who Loves Fairy Tales and the Past'. 'He' had authority related to the domain of memory, the domain authority closely related to the honorary name that 'He' had.


After thinking about many things, then Noelle realized it.


The power of a god was not a power so absurd, but a power still associated with their own name.


The honorary name of Anastasia is 'Goddess of Love and Hope', which means 'He' has authority that corresponds to the domain of one's heart.


『In essence it's the same as you think. But, there is a stark difference between ordinary authority and the authority of God.』


"Whatis that? "


There was no change in Noelle's expression or position. However, he had prepared to record all of Noir's explanations in his mind.


『God's Authority, meaning it is an orority that only God has.《All Fiction》it is the second authority, which symbolizes the imagination of God. In total, there are seven authorities directly related to Chronoa, with the first symbolizing His power' to create everything.』


Noelle was already not surprised by Noir who suddenly gave a long explanation. He won't protest, because it's useless.


"Wait, from what I think, authority is always associated with the name of honor. What is the honorary name of Chronoa? "


After Noelle thought about it, no one ever mentioned the name Chronoa.


The only name that often appears is Anastasia, a goddess who appears in the midst of worldwide despair over the attack of the Demon King.


『'Space-Time King Chronoa', it is his honor' name'.』


The name has to do with 'time' and 'space', but as Noir says, the authority of true God is a different thing. It encompassed the entirety of the strength that 'He' possessed.


That one name had seven authorities, Noelle could not imagine how that authority could fall into the wrong hands.


"Wait, how do you have it? "


A dry laugh again emerged from the mouse.


『Keh–hehe .. 』


『Entah, how ya? I'm also curious.』


It seemed that it was one of those things that Noir could not answer.


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