Fled Without Realizing I Had Prevented the Apocalypse

Thought Thread.
A technique that utilizes magic threads that have advanced one step further by incorporating one’s mental image.
Unlike magic threads that have only manipulated matter, manipulation magicians who can use Thought Threads can manipulate concepts beyond matter.
Just looking at the Thought Thread that Beatrice unleashed showed this.
The demonic energy imbued with demonic intent is a power that toys with already engraved laws.
Because it’s an energy infused with pure malice that views the entire world as a toy to play with, it possesses a destructive power that normally couldn’t be obtained.
It’s absolutely impossible for a mere human to manipulate and return such a slash created by toying with laws.
It’s only possible if one can establish oneself in the world beyond transcending humans.
And superhumans call the act of establishing oneself in the world like this a ‘mental image’.
“Crazy…”
That’s why I opened my eyes wide watching the technique Beatrice unleashed.
Her own intent ripples in the empty air.
Part of the Thought Thread torn apart as a result of blocking the slash unleashed by the Main drifts in the world.
And the slash that Beatrice twisted.
Basus.
“……”
It completely blew away the Main’s right arm holding his sword and didn’t stop there, smashing the entire wall of the room.
Fortunately, it was blocked by the barrier spread by the Emperor and me, but if Beatrice had been hit, she would have been annihilated without even a chance to defend.
That’s why Beatrice’s act was even more surprising.
‘This wasn’t homework meant to be completed in such a short time.’
Intent is the embodiment of one’s mental image.
And that mental image is not a simple concept that can be obtained just by wanting it.
At least at the end of 6th rank. Or only at the point of reaching 7th rank can one look back at oneself and create a world in one’s heart.
That’s how mental image manifestation is created.
Of course, Beatrice hadn’t risen to the level of manifesting her mental image, but…
“6th rank during battle…”
Realizing her mental image and simultaneously creating one more ring of her own.
I had somewhat expected her realm to rise because she was thorough in her desires, but…
“Did you anticipate even this?”
I turned my head to look at the Emperor who had orchestrated this entire situation.
The Emperor was the one who stopped me when I tried to intervene, judging that Beatrice wouldn’t be able to withstand the Main’s attack.
Of course, even if I had intervened, the situation of subduing the Main like that wouldn’t have changed, but Beatrice also wouldn’t have risen to 6th rank with Thought Thread.
Even though the result was like that, it was almost impossible for Beatrice herself to expect such a result, so I gently asked a question, but.
“No, I didn’t know either.”
The Emperor shrugged with a nonchalant expression.
At the Emperor’s expression as if it were natural, I looked at her with a dumbfounded gaze.
“…You’re saying that now?”
“No, isn’t it natural? Realizing one’s mental image and rising to 6th rank during a fight with a Main. If someone heard that, they’d scold you for saying such an absurd thing that could only be heard in a play.”
“But you blocked me, didn’t you?”
“That was at that child’s request.”
Beatrice asked directly?
At the Emperor’s words, both our gazes turn towards Beatrice standing in the room.
Only rough breathing could be heard from Beatrice, who had subdued the Main who had lost an arm by now.
She had risen to 6th rank through her mental image, but it seemed the backlash from suddenly unleashing such a technique was severe.
“If you were to intervene, she asked me to stop you.”

Looking at Beatrice catching her breath while leaning against the wall, the Emperor gently opened her mouth.
“Saying that if she thought she couldn’t block it, you would definitely jump in to save her.”
“……”
“But if that happened, her resolution would be meaningless, so she asked me to definitely stop you.”

Saying this, the Emperor withdrew the barrier that was already in place.
The magical barrier slowly dissipating was the wall that had stopped me for a moment.
“What if she had died?”
“That would have been her responsibility.”

The Emperor’s voice was cold.
Also, it wasn’t wrong.
Beatrice had challenged with her life on the line and succeeded.
Even if she had failed, her challenge wouldn’t have lost its luster.

Realizing this fact, I remained silent, and the Emperor took out a long cigarette from her bosom, put it in her mouth, and said,
“Living in this era, there comes a time when one must face a challenge. Those who move forward don’t fear that challenge, and those who stay put are those who have given up on that challenge.”
“……”
“In that sense, that girl definitely challenged. And she succeeded. As a result, she moved forward.”
Whoosh.
The Emperor, blowing out gray smoke from her mouth, tapped the ash onto the floor.
Then, in a light tone like the ash falling to the floor, she muttered,
“A certain madman I know used to make such challenges as if eating breakfast.”
“……”
“Claiming to know the future in all directions, spouting unbelievable words that no one would believe, and throwing away his life.”
“…Um.”
“The damage he caused to me alone…”

One word per breath.
Watching the cigarette rapidly diminishing, I quietly bowed my head.
“I’m sorry…”
“Don’t say that. You know there’s a separate answer I like.”
“…That’s a bit.”
No matter what, that’s a bit too much.
As I showed a slight hesitation, the Emperor took another drag on her cigarette and signaled to start the scolding she had been doing just before.
Once she starts grumbling like that, it probably won’t end even after staying up all night.
She had always been the type to only be satisfied when she got what she wanted.
“Haah…”
Letting out a deep sigh, I slowly put into words the answer the Emperor wanted.
“I’ll do better in the future.”
“And?”
“Sister Sio…”
“Sis…?”
“Sister Sion…”

When I finally said what she wanted, swallowing my embarrassment, the Emperor seemed satisfied and put down the cigarette she had been holding in her mouth.
Sion Frederia von Reichers.
She had always been singing about wanting to hear her real name and be called sister by me.
“Phew…”
Thinking that the big hurdle was over, I let out a sigh of relief, but.
“…What did you just say?”
Seeing Beatrice’s eyes, who had approached at some point, I had no choice but to withdraw my previous thought.
**
Another day passed.
Apart from the big commotion inside the back alley, the incident was quietly handled.
It’s partly because the Emperor and I had put up walls to prevent their fight from spreading around, but basically because the place where the fight occurred was a back alley.
In any city, back alleys are troublesome.
That’s why most incidents are buried. Rather, there are more people who try to bury incidents that happen in back alleys.
The incidents occur in back alleys, but the damage is to the entire city.
This incident was no exception.

It was a tremendous incident where a 6th rank Main was caught in an imperial city, but most of the city dismissed it as a back alley thug dying.
Even those who approached a bit deeper to grasp the information quietly tucked their tails in front of the name of the Empire’s Emperor.
The current Emperor. Sion Frederia von Reichers held absolute power.

The Emperor who settled the noisy surroundings, suppressed the North, and at the same time eroded the war.
Under her reign, the Empire prospered day by day, so perhaps it was natural for the Emperor’s power to increase.
Therefore.
“I must now return.”
It was impossible for someone who had risen to such an omnipotent position to stay for a long time in such a quiet countryside while throwing aside all affairs.
She looked at me with a slightly regretful expression.
“Are you finally leaving?”
“It’s a face I haven’t seen in a while, but still with a tone that makes me want to punch you.”
The Emperor, who raised her fist for a moment, let out a deep sigh.
“Yes, I must go. Even now, I can hear the voice of the Prime Minister shouting at my avatar to return immediately. Even at that age, that eardrum-bursting voice hasn’t diminished.”
“Who do you think is responsible for that?”
“…Well, I don’t think it’s my fault, at least.”
No conscience at all.
As I glanced at the Emperor, she burst into laughter and slowly got into the carriage.
It was the imperial carriage that held the Main captured by Beatrice, restrained.
Special Forces members guarding the carriage with their faces covered by white masks.
And the Emperor, who had boarded the carriage with all the windows covered by curtains, gently opened the window and handed me something.
“Ah, come to think of it, I haven’t given this back.”
A familiar-shaped fan.
It was Beatrice’s.
The Emperor handed me that fan and asked me to deliver it well to Beatrice.
“Well, whether to use it again is her choice.”
With those words, the Emperor departed.

In a carriage treated to make no sound at all.

And.
“Are you leaving now?”
The first question Beatrice asked me when I returned to the guild after the Emperor left.
To that question, I slowly nodded.
Just as the Emperor had left, it was time for me to leave too.
“Even if I try to hold you back, you won’t stay.”
“……”
I remained silent at Beatrice’s words.
From the moment I saw Beatrice’s mental image through her fierce battle with the Main, I could realize that she still hadn’t forgotten about the past.
It was just one gold coin, but she still remembered it.
However, that didn’t mean I intended to stay here.

The Khan of the North.
The news that the king of barbarians had returned was information that absolutely couldn’t be overlooked.
Beatrice, seeming to know this too, approached me and said,
“We still have a debt relationship, don’t we?”
Yes, we did.
Even if I paid back combining the tutoring fee she gave and the cost Scarlet handed over, there was still the huge sum of 80 million Sels.
Was she planning to use that as an excuse to keep me?
Looking at my slightly wavering eyes, Beatrice burst into laughter.
Then, through her secretary waiting beside her, she handed me a paper.
“This is…”
“Your debt contract.”
The contract I had signed with Beatrice when I first borrowed money.

Beatrice tore the contract in half, handed it to me, and said,
“And now it’s just a meaningless piece of paper.”
“……”
“It’s the price for the technique you learned this time, and for reaching 6th rank.”
Paying the price for Thought Thread and reaching 6th rank.
At her words, I nodded.
Originally, I thought it would end with 20 million Sels, but she’s adding 80 million Sels on top of that, so it’s a gain for me.
“And this is…”
As I was nodding like that, Beatrice handed me something else.
A gold coin gleaming with golden color.
And Beatrice’s face engraved in its center.
“A repayment for the first kindness I received.”
Unlike before, no matter how much I try to detect through magic power, I can’t feel any demonic energy.
I tightly gripped the gold coin she gently handed over and quietly muttered that it would have been illegal, but.
“Then now that you’ve received it, you’re an accomplice, right?”
Beatrice smiled playfully and accommodated my grumbling.