Chapter 90.2: Ruins of Cabolissa (4)

– I will explain briefly. The magic that I will use is a magic that searches for beings that have the same roots as your blood. In short, it’s a magic that can find your people.

The great sage raised her magic power and explained.

The stunned Asher asked in a trembling voice.

“With that… you mean it’s possible to find my people, no matter how far away they are?”

– It’s basically impossible. No matter how much magical power I possessed, is it possible to search across the entire continent?

“Then how…?”

– But if I combine it with one of my mysteries, it’s possible for a very short time. Even if I explain that part, you won’t understand it, anyway.

Asher kept her mouth shut.

It really didn’t matter what the principle of it was, the important thing was if it could find her tribe members.

Wooo.

The golden and black auras were mixed and dwelled in Asher’s blood.

One was the magic of the great sage, and the other was a power of unknown origin. It’s probably the mystery the great sage said.

Soon, a translucent sphere appeared in the air just above the blood, and the magic wriggling inside the sphere drew an arrow.

Asher swallowed saliva with a nervous face, and I also watched the results with sunken eyes, a little nervous in a different way.

To be honest, I also had a bit of hope.

In the game, there were no survivors except for Asher, but it could have been different here.

So, I also deeply wished for that tiny possibility to exist. But…

Squeak.

The arrows that had been spinning dizzily in all directions, like a broken compass, had disappeared.

I sighed inwardly.

Small expectations were betrayed, and the natural result came out.

Not understanding what that meant, Asher turned her attention to the great sage.

– Hmmm…

The great sage nodded slightly and said.

– They no longer exist.

“…Yes?”

“There is no member White Moon tribe on this continent except for you. That’s the result.

Hearing those words, Asher froze.

She stared blankly at the sphere floating in the air, not moving.

Finding a surviving member of her tribe.

It had been Asher’s only purpose in life since that massacre, the only driving force for her to endure.

…But now, that’s all over.

It wasn’t until we reached this point that I felt a bit of regret. Was I too hasty?

Was I swayed too much by the main story, so I threw her into unbearable pain without considering her current condition?

“…”

But as if putting shame to my concern, Asher’s expression didn’t waver at all.

No sadness, no denial, no anger, no reaction whatsoever.

She just closed and opened her eyes once, muttering with the most bitter eyes.

“I see.”

It was a calm voice that even sounded relieved.

I looked at her like that and asked the great sage.

“…Is there even a single possibility that the result will be wrong?”

“No. The magic unfolded perfectly. You can cast it again if you wish, but it won’t change the result.”

The great sage looked back at Asher and said.

– I’m sorry, child of the White Moon tribe. I don’t know why they exterminated your clan, but…

Asher shook her head.

“No. Thank you for using your magic.”

Asher seemed to have fully accepted the truth the great sage had told her.

To be honest, I wasn’t expecting such a calm reaction, so it surprised me inside.

Even if she had little expectation of the existence of a survivor from her tribe, now even that glimmer of hope has disappeared. And it’s basically confirmed that she was the only White Moon tribe left in this world.

I wondered if maybe she had finally decided on something during the ordeal.

…Anyway, things went well just fine.

I couldn’t find anything to say for a moment, then opened my mouth.

“Are you okay?”

Asher nodded.

“Yes, I’m fine.”

“…”

“I’m really okay, Sir Ron. It’s just that my heart is a little empty. The fact that I am the last White Moon tribe on this continent, and that my clan would just end with me…

Then the great sage intervened.

– What do you mean your clan would end with you?

“Yes? Well, since I am the only White Moon tribe left on the continent…”

She looked at Asher in a puzzled way and said, as if she understood.

– Oh, did you not know? The White Moon tribe is a race capable of interbreeding with humans.

“…Yes?”

– When White Moons reproduce with humans and give birth to offspring, there is a half chance that White Moons will be born. You are the only White Moon tribe left in this world, but that didn’t mean it’s impossible to leave descendants.

Asher blinked blankly.

– So, you reproduce with a human male and give birth to a White Moon, and your children reproduce with another human and give birth to a White Moon. If the descendants continue to carry on the lineage of the White Moon in that way… Well, it might take a very long time before the tribe flourishes again. But at least, it wouldn’t end with you. Do you understand?

“…”

– So find a human male, marry him, and leave as many offspring as possible. That’s the only advice I can give you.

Asher nodded with a bewildered face and murmured softly.

“…Human male.”

Then she glanced at me, and when our eyes met, she shook her head in amazement.

“Oh, no…”

“…?”

“No, it’s not like that… I’m sorry.”

What was she talking about?

I wondered what it was, but soon I just ignored it and moved my gaze to the great sage.

Now that time was short, I also have a question I want to ask.

“Great Sage.”

– Hmm?

“Do you know about the existence of another dimension?”