The Author's POV

Chapter 749

It first started with the first cataclysm.

A shift in tectonic plates all over earth. Moving countries from where they previously were, and producing tsunamis and earthquakes in the process. By the end of the first cataclysm, the world map changed completely creating one supercontinent.

Many hypothesized that the first cataclysm occurred so the earth could acclimate to the mana that would soon enter the planet.

It made sense, and I also believed it was the case.

I was wrong.

"So you're telling me the first cataclysm wasn't something that occurred naturally but was instead done by this so called Protector?"

"The First Cataclysm, as the world named it as such, was the day that the Protector blessed this world with his presence." The nun looked at the statue with reverence. "His mere presence brought change to this world."

"What?"

The more she spoke, the more confused I become. Despite that, I somewhat understood some of her words.

'Is she implying that the first cataclysm happened because he came to this world?'

…How powerful was that?

"Mana was a gift that the Protector bestowed upon us from the goodness of their heart." The nun paused, looking at me with a clear smile. "Since they bestowed upon us this power, it is only fitting that the Protect decides who should keep the power and who shan't. Am I right?"

'I think I've heard enough.'

What she said… It was enough to make me understand what was going on.

"Why did the protector 'bless' us with mana?"

If they were too afraid of us getting too much power, why even give us the power in the first place?

It made no sense.

"The motives of the Protector aren't things that the likes of us can understand."

The nun replied.

"We must appreciate what they have already blessed us with."

"Right."

I found myself tearing my gaze away from her and focusing it on the statue.

'Is this what you were trying to show me, Kevin? This so called Protector?'

While I wasn't sure about the specifics behind this so called 'blessing', I knew for a fact that it had something to do with the records.

The clues were there. The Laws in Octavious's body, Matthew's words, the Nun's words… Everything linked to the Records.

Whoever this protector was… they were most likely with the Records, perhaps even their creation.

"This Protector of yours…"

I looked at the nun. There was something else I was curious about.

"…Do they have a name?"

Protector of the seat of Diligence. That was more of a title than a name.

'I'm sure, whoever this Protector is, they must have a name, right? ... Or do they just go by titles?'

"Name?"

The nurse looked at me incredulously.

"How would the likes of me know? The true name of the Protector is not something we can know. Only Protectors can know the name of other Protectors."

"There are others?"

This… how should I say… I somewhat expected it.

my earlier hunch

term 'Diligence' was truly the same Diligence as the

this mean there are six other of these so called Protectors

was already scary

Creak―!

of the chapel creaked, and I broke free from my thoughts. When I raised my head, my eyes paused on a

'He looks familiar.'

the first thing I thought when my

dimly lit that I was unable to get a good look at who had just entered, but the moment I

if it isn't our most esteemed

as I turned to see her rushing toward the man who

heard a

nice to see you

so nice that

what I

gifts

just a little something I picked up while coming here. Don't mind it

you

'Oliver? Waylan?'

now understood why I felt that he looked familiar. Upon casting a closer look at him, the man that stood before the nun was indeed Waylan. He looked exactly the same

how rare. It looks like you have

Oliver smiled and waved his hand at me. I smiled back and waved

nice to

you come into this rundown place

to me while

usually just me and sister Viviana. I've never seen anyone else here… You can say it's

"Is that so?"

speech was the same as the Waylan that I

past two decades, and you're the first person I've seen come into this

"Past two decades?"

at Waylan

here

lovely young man. Each time he

Viviana―patted Waylan on the

it weren't for him.

flatter me

of his

my lips at the sight. There was something unsettling about the

was nothing wrong with him. He was indeed 'normal', in the sense that his body did not contain Akashic Laws… but the

"If I may ask…"

of my neck while

is the reason you're here? How did you

question I'd like to ask you,

smiled as he put the gifts

known orphanage. There are many out there, and I'm surprised you

"Technology advances quite fast."

I chuckled a little.

hard to find. Plus, you can say that

came for

Viviana suddenly said, happily taking the gifts that were

"The Protector?"

looked at me strangely before looking toward

you actually believe the story

I smiled at Waylan. "It's a fascinating story, I'll

"It indeed is."

and tidied his clothes. He then checked

My daughter will nag me if I'm late today. She seems adamant about making sure I came home today. Something about helping

"You're leaving already?"

looked rather saddened by that fact, but that was as far as it went. She didn't

can

"That's true."

Sister Viviana giggled.

hi to her for

"Will do."

brown coat

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