The Perfect Last God

The Perfect Last God
New knowledge! - Ch: 5



“... Stay straight ahead, we'll be up.”


“Good.”


With Charlotte's help, Zeyn finally figured out where the Library in this large Mansion was located. But it was a bit far away and at the corner, so it was natural that Zeyn did not find a library.


If Charlotte always walked to the library, it would take a lot of time due to her weak condition. Zeyn was rather pitying and felt like helping him, but he had yet to think of an efficient way to do this.


Charlotte also had time to ask with wonder why Zeyn did not know where the library was, but after all this Mansion indirectly belongs to Zeyn.


Zeyn reasoned that he had forgotten that he had never visited the Library again after so long, and his answer succeeded in satisfying Charlotte's astonishment.


“Finally until.”


Charlotte got off Zeyn's back, then tidied up her clothes and tried to stand in balance.


“Just go inside.” Charlotte opened the door.


When Zeyn went inside, his eyes looked in amazement at what was inside. A large private library and lots of books here and there, neat and clean.


“Mrs Vierra, you are here it turns out.”


Vierra smiled as she looked at Charlotte who was walking over to her. "Hm... Didn't I say, don't call me that. Just call me 'Mother' like Zeyn.” Said.


“It is impolite for Me to call you like that.”


“Heehhh... Whyever not? After all, one day you will also officially become part of the Leonardo family, having become the Wife of My Son.”


“A–A–.!” Charlotte felt so embarrassed being teased by Vierra, she instantly covered her flushed face with both hands.


“...” Zeyn pretended not to hear anything they were talking about, focusing on looking around this amazing library.


“But what surprised me more was. You, Zeyn. Not usually you come here, or even almost impossible to come here.”


“I'm just bored, Mother.”


“Yes, that's exactly it. Usually when you are saturated, you will always go to the Training Camp where the Soldiers train, participate in training there or sometimes find trouble with the Soldiers.”


‘Gh... Was this kid really that bad boy before my body took over? Shit.’ Zeyn thought as he shook his head.


“I want to change the atmosphere only. I'm tired.”


“Ah, so. Alright.” Vierra put the book she read on the table, then stood up and approached Zeyn.


“Then what kind of book are you looking for here? Please do not make a fuss, yes.”


“I won't fuck around. If books... I want to find a book about Magic.”


‘Hmm.?’


Zeyn felt puzzled and astonished at this moment, seeing his mother and Charlotte also looking at him with expressions as if they could not believe what they were hearing.


“Why.?”


“T–Wait, Zeyn. Aren't you delirious?”


“Hah? Of course not. You guys why?”


“Shocked.”


“Shocked..? About what?”


“You are interested in Magic.”


“Hah?”


“Then, many times Mother persuaded you to at least once read a book about Magic, or a legend about Witches. But every time you do, you resist hard. Prefer the Sword and the Art of Fighting.”


“...”


“Makanya Mother was surprised, more precisely moved because you finally want to do it.”


‘Yang is right... What the fuck?!’


 


The next day, Zeyn from early in the morning had woken up and trained his physique. He exercises, swings a sword, pushes up, trains his focus, and rests.


He practices in the garden behind his house, which is very spacious and comfortable. He didn't want to over-train his physique for today, as he wanted to try using Magic again, but this time he also wanted to practice Reishi.


Yhwach will guide her and see her progress.


“Hmmm..” Zeyn read the book from the library while taking a break.


Many books he has read, about Magic, what is Magic, history, Spells and so on are related to Magic. As expected, Magic is very abstract and erratic, so many of its types that make it so extraordinary.


“But it is very troublesome.”


To be honest Zeyn was very lazy, practiced, moved like this, especially he did not have a definite purpose for what he struggled to be strong in this world, which made him not excited.


However, the thing that made him have the will to be able to do new things like this was because he was curious! Wonder what will happen in the future!


“For that I have to practice a lot to be ready!”


Zeyn immediately stood up in high spirits, showing his smile as if to challenge himself. At that very instant, Yhwach appeared there to train Zeyn.


“Are you ready, Mister?”


“Yes! With my spirit!”


“Very good. It's good to see you're excited to be strong. Then, let's start the training.”


 


Zeyn gasped for breath, he stood staggering with sweat drenching his body. There were so many wounds and blood coming out of the wound, his gaze seemed to say that he was almost dead, his throat was dry because he kept shouting.


“For someone who is just getting started getting to know Reishi and trying to use it, you are indeed very talented. Being able to control it and directly use one of the Quincy Techniques I developed, you should be proud of yourself and even more excited.”


Yhwach was obviously very happy at this moment, he was smiling as if not seeing Zeyn's suffering right now. Yhwach was happy that his Master was able to do things that no one else could, and surely his Master would grow into a very powerful figure surpassing him in the future.


Just imagine it, already made Yhwach want to kneel respectfully at all times to his Master.


‘Keparat! I could have died if every day was trained like this!’ Zeyn was no longer excited.


Not only was he physically trained, but Yhwach trained Zeyn's mentality and spirit, thus making Zeyn very burdened and making him very exhausted. After all, before he came here, he was just an ordinary human being, but had suddenly gone through hell-like training like this...


Zeyn was so good at defeating the way Yhwach trained him like that! However, he could not protest because he had to admit that what Yhwach did to him made him strong, and indeed proved, he was quite flourishing than before.


"Ohhhhh.... Let me rest for a moment.”


“I understand, Sir. If you can suggest, you better lie down and sleep, but do not fall asleep. You stay focused on getting to know and controlling your Spirit power.”


‘Even breaks should be practiced, yes.’ Zeyn just nodded.


He lay on the green grass, facing the orange sky, indicating that night was coming. Zeyn regulated his breathing, trying to calm his mind and body at the moment.


‘I'm so thirsty. I don't want to die of dehydration. Better hurry up find a drink.’


Zeyn opened his eyes, but the moment he opened his eyes, he was already somewhere else, not in the garden behind his house. He was not lying on the grass but was currently floating in the void he was very familiar with.


“Did I die again.?”


‘Sial! If indeed I really die again and am sent here, I want to blame that Old Grandfather who trained me in an inhumane way! Damn you Yhwach!!’


[ "Calm down, stupid soul." ]


“Huh?”


[ "I called you here. You're not dead, you're alive. Don't grumble in this room!" ]


Zeyn knew this voice. His eyes widened as he felt an unusually majestic and wondrous presence before him. Although it was vague and vague, but he could see the huge and sinister figure he had seen before.


“A–What happened? Why did you call me here?”


[ "If you still have sanity, speak with your manners, O foolish soul! Who are you dealing with right now!?!" ]


“M–M–I'm Sorry. So, why did you call me here?”


[ "Let me give you a warning, stupid soul. Some messenger Gods have come, they are called Heroes who come from another world." ]


“T–Wait! They're the same as me?”


[ "No. They were called, and you called yourself to come here." ]


“What does that mean?”


[ "Think about yourself! The point is, you need to take quick steps to silence them, knock them down with what you got." ]


“Dropped? Facing them? Why.?”


[[You ask a lot, it's chatty." ]


“Isn't that natural? Anyway, I'm just a layman who doesn't know anything here.”


[The "reasonable answer, to the point of upsetting me because your answer is correct. Let me tell you. Every world in all possibilities and universes, must have a God. Each of them has almighty power, but not almighty." ]


“I.. increasingly do not understand.”


[They can be called Gods, but they are not. Because basically they are called Gods, because they represent the world itself in order for the world to be balanced. So, the existences you call Gods are scattered in this world a lot." ]


“Lantas, what made you order Me to antagonize this messenger of God?”


[[I don't care about their intentions either or not, want to be a Hero or become a high-class Villain, as long as it has nothing to do with me, I'll let them live. However, the reason is different if they ever tease me." ]


“One moment? In the future?”


[Yes." ]


“Good. Presumably I can understand your intentions.”


[ "Good you understand." ]


“But before this is over, can I ask you some disturbing things in my mind?”


[ "Say. Ask me anything while I'm being kind." ]


“Good. First of all, I'm curious about.. Why I can't see your figure clearly.”.


[ "Stupid soul. Do you understand the difference in dimensions?!" ]


“What is it?”


[[You may already be able to see and feel the 4th Dimension, but the rest you don't touch. The reason why you humans cannot sense the existence of a God who has always been monitoring you, is because you are only in the 3rd Dimension." ]


“I–It... Sounds complicated.”


[ "It's true. You can see the figure of a God, because the Gods often use and appear in the 3rd Dimension in order to be able to chat comfortably, with you humans and other lowly creatures." ]


“If so, can't you do it too?”


[ "Do you think I'm a god?" ]


“Eh..? No?”


[ "Not. More precisely not. Didn't I tell you before. Existences that you call Gods are not actually Gods either, they only represent every world they live in. That is, they are just lucky creatures that can be stronger and taller than mortal beings like Humans." ]


“...”