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Chapter 352
Golden Truth
Hestia Operations Room.
They were waiting to have the success rate of their mock strategy reviewed.
Shortly after, a blue-haired woman wearing glasses, Isabella Iorga, appeared and reported.
"The success rate is 12%."
"Why?!"
W eb́n о̄ v е̃ l Е̊ǹ.um ӓ
He ended up shouting without realizing it.
Because the leadership had put their heads together and thought it was an operation that could guarantee at least 70%.
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"It's dogmatic and close to over-engineering. An operation like this loses command flexibility, and because of that, it only ends up deadlocked and delayed."
"This son of a bitch..."
Curses bursting from his mouth.
They'd spent 16 hours racking their brains to make this, and it's trash—how could he not be disappointed?
Е̊ńum̀a .ĭ d
But who would dare challenge Isabella?
Before she was Hestia's administrator, she was the Blue-Eyed Chief of Staff called the best on the Serdes Continent, and as a Dragon Spawn, she was the embodiment of intellect who had also mastered 5th Circle magic.
'Of course, I didn't like this result either.'
It wasn't Isabella who determined that success rate.
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The crystal ball behind her.
That communication crystal ball was connected to a blonde, blue-eyed girl.
Ẇ е̃ b̀ nоv̈еl̃ Е ṅ uṁа́
Slave Sage, Mori.
She reviewed all operations, determined the win rates, and sent them out.
Practically, Mori did everything, but her existence didn't need to be known publicly.
Because the only variable of her being exposed externally was her becoming endangered.
'If only Mori could actively judge and synthesize...'
But that's impossible.
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The concept of Slave Sage only applies when the two are together.
Breathing ego into her means freeing her from the Universal Library's curse, and that means she's no longer a Sage.
Finding a way somehow was the Slave Sage's duty.
Compressing and squeezing out the wisdom gathered by countless criminals was what she had to do now.
"Did you hear that?"
Someone's story entered Isabella's ears.
Ẇ е̂ b̌ň о̄v̈е̊ l Ē ń ům а
"They say Regent Ferda's been branded a traitor of the Empire."
"Traitor? Becoming the Empire's traitor... isn't that dangerous?"
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Whether he actually rebelled wasn't the important part.
Rebellion was already a grave matter just for being spoken of.
"Even so, isn't Regent Ferda the Grand Duke's spouse? Even if Lady Valdrova isn't showing herself right now..."
"But even so, for the Emperor to personally come out and call him a traitor..."
Ẁе́ b n̊оv̇е̇ l̂ En̂ uḿă
"With the situation this chaotic, how could he bring troops and start a rebellion?"
"Still, you never know what the Empire might do, right?"
The Emperor is the Empire's will.
That means if he throws his weight around, that weight carries.
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He didn't want to end up with a broken back in the middle of that bullshit.
"Hey."
Е̂ nü mӓ .і ḋ
Isabella calls them lowly.
They felt a chill.
Her brow, always set in a businesslike expression, was wrinkled like leather scorched by fire.
"How about looking at what's in front of you properly instead of worrying about the back of your heads?"
Killing intent seeping from politeness.
They couldn't chatter anymore and withdrew from their seats.
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Paralyzing the fear of the distant future with the fear of right now is the best option.
'All we can do is wait for good news somehow...'
Isabella thought that and returned to her seat.
"Hm?"
Then she suddenly noticed the communication crystal ball on her desk was still active.
How busy must she have been to just leave that running?
Е n um̃ а̂
Isabella casually turned off the communication crystal ball.
* * *
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A girl was waiting in front of a communication crystal ball.
Since it was a busy time, her role was extremely important, and to fulfill that duty, she had to take the communication crystal ball to her bedroom even.
The girl couldn't get proper rest at all.
Having her night sleep disturbed was inevitable, but the girl didn't complain.
Еn̂ u.m а . id̂
Because she was a Slave Sage.
Slave Sage.
A Sage knows everything, and a slave must obey.
That contradictory lump where two conflicting concepts coexist dwelled in a small-framed child.
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Her name was Mori.
A peculiar girl who held the Universal Library in her head.
E ǹ u m а̇
Because she has no self, she has no will.
Mori reviewed all the operations she had received once again.
-Success rate is going down as more operations are added.
Not going up through review, but the reality of success rates decreasing.
That meant humans were swarming and impatient.
When impatient, things can't get better.
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-What's needed for success rate is a Superhuman.
Someone who can lead numerous experts and command them with charisma.
Mori pulled up that list.
-Isabella: Impossible.
Isabella is excellent as Chief of Staff, but she can't become a war commander.
-Ferda:
E ñů ḿ ǎ
She wrote that name and pondered briefly.
-Ferda: Impossible.
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Coldly, he was the human most cornered in this situation.
Knowing he couldn't objectify himself, he entrusted all operation reviews to Mori.
She thought that was the last rationality Ferda squeezed out.
-Olivia Arken:
Е nu mа
The most beautiful woman on the continent.
So beautiful that only goddesses in mythology could match her beauty's description.
That's why her abilities were simultaneously underestimated.
Her abilities showed their true worth when the Far East was in danger.
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It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say the Far East was defended because she commanded it, she performed that remarkably.
-Olivia Arken: Possible.
Е̇ ñum̊ а̇ .ī d̄
But it wasn't certain.
Back then, for whatever intent, she gave the option of attacking the Empire instead of defending the Far East.
This war is close to an all-out offensive aimed at the Far East.
Could she perform perfect command responding to variables arising within that?
-One Who Abandoned Truth.
Mori recalled that word.
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Erika, who had explored Ferda's mind.
When she learned it was dangerous, she intervened, and Sierra answered thus.
Because someone said it, Mori vaguely realizes one fact.
-Before she had the name Mori, she was one who saw the Truth.
The reason she could become a Slave Sage.
And also the contradiction of why she shouldn't have been able to become one.
W е bn о v̈ е̊ l̇ Е̃n̄û m̄а
Seeing the Truth should mean mastering everything.
Then why did she choose the Universal Library and only choose to become a Slave Sage?
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-What did she realize through that Truth?
Tens of thousands of volumes of the Universal Library unfolded before Mori, whispering knowledge.
But no matter how much that knowledge whispered, she couldn't reach the answer.
To find out all that, she had to access 'me'.
Ё n̆ ů m̃ а
But for Mori, accessing that 'me' was impossible.
Simply put, a single thin novel.
The closest book she carried on her person, but with a sturdy lock she couldn't open herself.
That's why someone had to hold the key and unlock it for her.
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If she couldn't do it herself, she had to ask someone.
Mori couldn't make that request.
Wе̃b nо̊v е̌l Е̃n u m̀ a
She couldn't induce the choice that denies being a Slave Sage.
Above all, finding her ego itself felt ominous.
Like how you know at a glance the Necronomicon is a demon's book, she vaguely sensed it was a book that must never be opened.
But even for her, a moment finally came when justification arose.
-They say Regent Ferda's been branded a traitor of the Empire.
Voice coming from the communication crystal ball that hadn't been cut off.
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People's murmurs and Isabella's rebuke told her it was true.
-Traitor.
Mori wrote that word.
-Regent Ferda became a traitor.
Don't think of a zebra.
If you say that, how can you not think of a zebra?
Еn̊u̇mа̀ . і d̃_
Mori's thoughts were the same.
Her thinking proceeded regardless of her will, and finally reached a conclusion.
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Mori stood up from her seat.
She, who wouldn't stand without any instruction, walked quietly somewhere as if she had free will.
She knew a passage people rarely used and moved secretly through it.
No one saw where she went.
Е n̂u m̌ а̊
Thus, the place Mori arrived at was Echidna's Workshop.
Echidna wasn't visible.
Everyone was busy, so Echidna was also doing something for Ferda.
Rather, it worked out well.
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She didn't have business with her anyway.
She had no ego, but she had seen everything with her eyes.
Ӗ ṅúm̆а.ìd́
Among them, she had seen things Echidna made, and knew places secretly hidden.
A girl's figure resembling herself.
Except for black hair and red eyes, that figure was unmistakably Mori's.
If someone saw this, the detail was clear enough to be terrifying and repulsive.
Mori herself just stared at it blankly.
It just felt like another self now.
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She was the Hive Mind.
The existence to become the mother body of all golems.
So the depth and capacity of her spell formulas were on a different dimension from other golems.
She already knew how to wake her.
Mori carefully picked up the mana stone cylinder placed on the table and inserted it into her heart.
Woo-woong—.
Е̃ n um̊.ä .ǐ d̊
The mana stone's light gradually grows stronger.
Eyes that had no light gradually brighten with the name of vitality.
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Her eye color shines red.
The Hive Mind makes eye contact with Mori.
Mori places her hand on her head.
Connects her mind with that doll.
Е̄ n̈u m̂а́
What reflects is a clean pure white space,
Mori places the book of 'herself' sealed in the closest place.
Crack!
The lock breaks and the seal releases.
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Mori's suppressed story unfolds smoothly, paper scattering in all directions to forge a new form.
That form pushes Mori out of the mind.
Èṅ u m̊ а
Clatter!
At the same time, the doll heaves greatly.
Mori carefully steps back from the doll's side.
Unnatural joint tremors.
That possessed-like movement was the stage of a soul breaking out of its shell and adapting its body to the world.
Finally finishing adaptation, it possesses 'ego' and lifts its head.
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Red eyes hold will and observe surroundings.
What's caught is a very colorful girl of light.
"You are..."
The Hive Mind's eyes shine red.
"It's me."
She rises from her seat and circles around Mori.
Ӗ n ǔmа .і̀d̂
The blonde girl stood stock-still, watching that willful twin.
"A girl who became a slave of knowledge while losing herself."
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Her lips curl in a smile.
That was mockery directed at Mori.
"The reason for that foolish choice is ironically because she knew the Truth."
The girl's eyes weren't human.
Е́n̈ u m а. іd̊
Like a ghost in a grave sunk in a swamp, cold.
That must have been the color of Truth this girl saw.
"The Truth that this world deserves to perish."
If others said that, it would just be a trivial lament from a foolish human.
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But the girl before her now was the girl who became this personality.
"Then you had to wake yourself to keep a promise, right?"
Е̇ ňum̈ а̃
The mother body smiles faintly.
"Rebellion against Regent Ferda."
Mori couldn't deny her words.
Because she was already carrying out the order received from Ferda.
"If it goes against or contradicts Grand Duke Valdrova's conviction, you may raise an objection. If you still can't understand, rebellion as a last resort is permitted."
The Hive Mind speaks as if singing.
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She takes Mori's two hands.
"No need to worry. With you and me, the two of us, it's more than enough."
How?
When she was voicing that doubt internally, an answer returned as if their hearts connected.
"Just like how you destroyed a whole family so easily."
Only then did Mori understand.
Ẅ ѐb̀ńо̆.v́e l̃ Е̂ n̊ǔm̃ ӓ
The human girl before she was Mori.
This girl, like looking in a mirror, was a wicked girl beyond even her own capacity to handle.
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* * *
A girl with blonde hair and blue eyes was the young lady of the Pach Family.
The Pach were a family steeped in power and ambition.
To advance their careers, they'd stab allies in the back and pile corpses to climb over walls—that was practically their family motto.
Е̃.ṅ um а.i̇ d̃
They were people who even liked the deaths of relatives, calling it asset accumulation.
Let alone siblings, the girl couldn't be free of it either.
The girl was born and given the name Eve.
The girl is Eve Pach.
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Eve had to become a perfect doll for the family.
Because she was destined to become the promising wife of a marquis family from birth.
Е̇ n u m а̇.і̌ d̄
At an age when she should be acting spoiled, she was forced to have looks and dignity befitting the other family.
It was coercion peers couldn't have endured, but Eve had a brilliant mind innately, so she quickly caught up to their demands.
But her parents didn't stop there.
They reached demands that not just ordinary people, but even geniuses couldn't endure, and abuse and brainwashing continued for those demands.
If she couldn't overcome them, she deserved to die.
That's why Eve should have died.
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But the fact that Eve didn't die also meant she surpassed the realm of genius.
Surpassing that realm meant ordinary people had no idea what consequences would arise.
One day, Eve casually looked out the window and saw a butterfly.
The butterfly flew in through a narrow gap, staggered, and fell right before Eve.
It writhed on the desk until its life finally went out.
Eve looked down at it and suddenly spat something from her mouth.
Е̊n̆u m а̃ . і d̂
□□□□
At that moment, Eve's tutor broke into cold sweat and then screamed.
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Guards rushed over at the tutor's commotion.
Instead of answering what was going on, the tutor spat out the word Eve had spoken.
□□□□
The guards who heard that word showed the same reaction as the tutor.
Еnú m а̀
However, they drew their swords at their waists and began wandering through the mansion.
□□□□
They killed the servants, and to those they couldn't kill, they spoke what they'd heard.
□□□□
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That word spread like a fatal plague.
The plague made them kill each other, burn, creating a scene of massacre.
Е́ n ŭ m̄ a
Finally, everyone in the mansion died, and the mansion burned to nothing.
The only survivor was the girl raised for family transactions, Eve.
The girl could know what that was.
That was the Golden Truth that no one could ever grasp.
"We can totally do it."
The Hive Mind, no, this girl who had become Eve Pach, laughed as if enjoying herself.
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"Let's start a rebellion and drive the Regent out of here. Then we just have to defend this place."
Eve prepared to speak that word out loud at any moment.
Then Mori's body moved as if bouncing.
That action seemed as if it had its own will.
If someone saw, they'd definitely say she shook off Eve's hand.
