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Chapter 764: Chapter 147 Can You Open That Door Chapter 764: Chapter 147 Can You Open That Door ——In that instant, Aiwass felt a suffocating silence, so intense it made him dizzy and his vision blur.

Although there had been plenty of evidence before, and Aiwass’s heart had long harbored a premonition…

He had so hoped that his foster father would give him a negative answer at this moment.

Even after awakening memories of his past life, which made him wary of Professor Moriarty…

he genuinely respected his foster father.

Not only for his profound knowledge, nor just because he had taken in and raised Aiwass and Yulia, but also because Professor Moriarty possessed a humble and gentle nature.

When Aiwass was young, he greatly admired his foster father’s calm demeanor, his gentle wisdom, and composure in every situation.

That was precisely the image of the “perfect male” in Aiwass’s memory.

So, from Aiwass’s point of view, he actually did not wish to be an enemy of his foster father.

Not to mention the debt of upbringing.

But if he was the one to kill Aiwass’s birth parents and then adopted Aiwass afterward, that completely changed the nature compared to simply adopting the orphaned Aiwass.

“Surprised?”

The Mockingbird seemed to have no particular reaction but instead asked, “You must have guessed it already, right?”

“…The reason?”

Aiwass asked solemnly, “What’s the reason?”

“It’s the fear of Jacob, of course.

Since you’ve already had contact with Cardinal Loki and know that you are a key, I guess you must be aware of Jacob’s taboo research…

right?

“To achieve the miracle that even the gods have not, replicating souls, creating life.

He even aimed to create deities, and even things that transcend deities…

Truly a world-class Transcender, also indeed unmatched in ambition.”

…Swampfolk?

The thought popped into Aiwass’s mind.

Noticing a slight movement in Aiwass’s eyes, the Jewel Bird revealed a very humanized smile—though it might sound strange, only in this “anime-style” Fairyland could one truly see a bird smiling.

“It seems you already know that you are the Phantom Demon Egg he created.

But that term isn’t quite precise.

A more accurate expression would be…

you are, in fact, one of Jacob’s experiments.”

“…An experiment?”

“Yes, you are indeed the child of Julio and Annie, but he modified you and inserted a Holy Entity within you.

The nature of the Holy Entity, I believe you understand.”

“A fragment of the Serpent Celestial Marshal…?”

“It seems you’re progressing faster than I anticipated.”

The Jewel Bird nodded approvingly: “That’s correct.

So strictly speaking, you’re not exactly like his other creations.

Because you are unique and special—the quality of the Holy Entity is distinct from the other ‘contents.’

“So, I’ll ask you another question, Aiwass…

“Do you know where you and Yulia were supposed to be according to Jacob’s original plan?”

——Yulia.

Aiwass’s pupils shifted slightly.

He had already contemplated the possibility that Yulia might also be one of the Swampfolk created by Jacob.

But now, he finally got confirmation from Professor Moriarty.

Because Yulia possessed the Blood of Heracles, she was of the lineage of the fallen Helasal Empire royalty, and at the same time, the Phantom Demon Egg.

The Defiant Flame Butterfly itself also had special significance—Butterfly Liya was a unique Phantom Demon, meaning she was not a reincarnation, but a newly born Phantom Demon.

So the question was, why did this newly born Phantom Demon appear only within Yulia?

The series of low-probability events piling up likely meant it was no coincidence.

When Professor Moriarty suddenly started adopting children, it was very possible that each adoption was of the “right child for the right slot” sort.

He might have determined that Aiwass and Yulia would end up in an orphanage, then only after a few years executed his adoption plan, taking them in.

Those intervening years might have been spent cautiously observing them.

But for what reason was Yulia there?

“This is also your biggest difference from Yulia.”

Professor Moriarty answered, “She had no parents, while you did.

Or to put it another way, your shell was that of a whole infant; Yulia’s shell was merely flesh cultured out of blood.”

“…What exactly is the Defiant Flame Butterfly?”

“I do not know.

Perhaps only Jacob knows.

But I am aware…

According to his plan, you were originally meant to be entrusted to Bishop Mathers.

And Yulia was supposed to be adopted by the Barton Couple.”

“The Barton Couple…”

Aiwass slowly mulled over the somewhat unfamiliar name.

Then he finally remembered who the Barton Couple were—they were the family of the Great Guardian!

David and Yulia were of the same age, Yulia being just over a month older than Barton.

If Yulia had been adopted by the Great Guardian, she would presumably have been David’s sister.

In that case, it’s highly unlikely that she would have dabbled in Alchemy, instead, she would probably have chosen to join the military.

She would then have become a member of the Sky Cavalry and an officer of Avalon…

But what would be the point of that?

The only thing related to this would probably be Yulia’s peculiar traits as a child.

Aiwass still remembered that Yulia, when she was very young—as an infant, exhibited terrifying strength.

Her innate divine power started to fade rapidly after she learned to read and knew her own name.

Only on the day when she resisted leaving Aiwass, refusing to depart, did she barely burst forth with that divine power again.

But Aiwass knew that the monstrous strength that many strong men couldn’t withstand was far from Yulia’s peak.

If Yulia had the power of her peak moments at that time, those people would have been strangled or torn apart by her.

It was precisely because she was too powerless at the time that she could only struggle passively there with everyone.

Such a trait…

…Could it be that Yulia was really suited for a close-combat profession?

“Hehe, do you see it?”

Bird·James chuckled lightly, “You’ve started to infer uncontrollably.

This is what I mean by ‘knowledge is poisonous.’ You’ve barely touched upon a fragment of the truth with these words and phrases, and you can’t help but speculate on ‘the possibilities of that future.’ For Astrologers who can know almost all of the secrets of the current world, how could they resist the impulse to deduce the future?

“Yes, I indeed killed your parents—but that was merely an early death.

According to Jacob’s plan, they were meant to die on Glass Island.

Otherwise, how were you to be raised by Bishop Mathers?”

Even though what stood before Aiwass was merely a blue crystal bird.@@novelbin@@

But Aiwass seemed to see the man sitting upright, with his fingers interlocked.

“From this standpoint, the real murderer was Jacob.”

Professor Moriarty said in a low voice.

Even if his current figure had no dignity, his words still carried force: “Jacob schemed all of this, Annie chose to accept it, and Julio chose to sacrifice.

I advanced their destined time of death, disrupted Jacob’s plans—yet, even if I had not done so, they would still have been sacrificed by Jacob.

“—Then tell me, was it really me who killed them?

When the gunman pulls the trigger, is it the gun, the gunman, or the one who hired the gunman that kills?

When the kidnapper decides to go through with the threat and detonate the bomb, taking himself and the hostages out together, and you kill him with a spell causing collateral damage to the hostages…

is that a failed rescue, or a successful murder?

“Or, to put it more clearly—who really killed them?

Was it the Cursing Sorcerers I hired, or Jacob’s ‘grand plan’?

Rather, it was because I destroyed Jacob’s plan that I was able to save you from the ‘fate’ you so loathe, Aiwass.

I am your variable.

“I think, compared to the grace of raising you, this grace of defying fate…

is much greater for you, isn’t it.”

Bird·James spoke in an extremely calm tone, as if making small talk.

There was no passion or impetuousness in his voice.

Yet precisely because of this…

his words were so bewitching.

Aiwass knew rationally that he was equivocating, but his thoughts were somewhat chaotic at the moment, unable to organize his logic properly.

But he also knew that one key, decisive phrase.

It was the title James himself had used during the promotion ceremony—”my Little Key.”

So, Aiwass spoke out, his tone becoming even sharper and more aggressive: “Then why…

have I become your key?

“What exactly is it that I am the key to opening?

It can’t possibly be about opening this damned birdcage, Father!”

“Do you know of the Cicada Slough?”

James asked in return.

“…The first event that led to the easier replacement of Pillar Gods?” Aiwass replied.

“Hmm.

It happened after an important event.

Since then, history splintered in every direction…

A great being known as the ‘Reincarnation Celestial Marshal’ thereby lost the power to keep resetting the world.”

James articulated each word: “But strictly speaking, it was not ‘lost’ but ‘abandoned.’ The world was not unable to reset, rather, it could no longer reset to a time before the Cicada Slough.”

On hearing this, Aiwass slightly widened his eyes.

He had a guess at what James meant.

“As I said above, ‘those things that decided which path you would take have been fixed, even if you did it a hundred times over, your answer would be the same.’

“The past may not be unchangeable.

As long as you find the right key, and the right door…

the locked history of the past can also be restarted.

“And now, our grand endeavor has been half completed—you are the key I have found, Aiwass.

“You are not a fragment of the Serpent Celestial Marshal, but a fragment of the Reincarnation Celestial Marshal.

“Thus, you can open that [The Gate to the Past].

We can…

change everything.

“Regardless of Julio’s life and death, or Jacob’s plan…

even the division of the Helasal Empire, the establishment of Avalon, the birth of humankind and Elves, The Great Tree’s self-sacrifice…

and the change of Pillar Gods.

The fall of Supreme Heaven, the accession of the Crown Lord, the solo dance of the Eternal Self…

right up to the end of the first eon.

Since the day of Amber’s birth, everything can be rechosen.”

That deep voice was enchanting: “There is still a chance for everything.

Everything…

is filled with opportunities.

“Isn’t this good?”