The Lord Is Too Overbearing

"W-What? How did you know that?"

Asia looked at Basil in bafflement as her long eyelashes trembled delicately. She didn't expect Basil to ask that question, and she didn't know how to react properly.

"I have met him—Matheus."

"No, I mean, how did you know the Lord?"

Basil quirked his eyebrow in wonder as he didn't expect the mention of the Lord got such a reaction from her. He didn't even mention the Lord's name, so it was clear that Asia was surprised Basil knew of the Lord's existence.

Asia lowered her head, muttered some incoherent words to herself, before eventually looking at Basil again right in his eyes. Basil immediately knew that he wouldn't hear the full truth of what he asked about when he looked into her eyes.

"Yes, what you think is right. It is still too early for me to tell you about everything." Asia briefly sighed. "Matheus was my husband's, the Lord's most trusted subordinate. Matheus was his right hand, the person who he entrusted the Fragments to."

"I heard from Matheus that the Fragments were originally the Tablet of Truth. Does this mean that your husband had purposely destroyed it to pieces before giving it to Matheus in Fragments?"

"You learned well, but no, that wasn't the case. The Fragments weren't handed directly to Matheus. My husband was killed by those ungrateful betrayers, and he destroyed the Tablet of Truth to prevent it from falling into their hands."

"Is that the origin of Fragment Bearer?"

"Yes. They exist to collect all of the Fragments scattered around the world to rebuild the Tablet of Truth. On the other hand, they also have to destroy it, and scatter the Fragments when it is about to fall into the wrong hands."

Basil hummed to himself at the information he had just gotten from Asia. He finally understood why there hadn't been a single Fragment Bearer other than Matheus who had managed to collect all of the Fragments.

Considering how powerful the Pacifer Clan had been in the past, and how fearsome the power of the Lord was, it was normal for people to also hunt down every Fragment Bearer the moment the people caught the wind of their existence.

Still, Basil wasn't really sure how many this cycle was repeated since Matheus told him nothing about the Fragment Bearers, other than him being the first one.

"May I know why none of the people in Pacifer Clan knows about Matheus?"

"You are asking the wrong person then. He was the only male child ever born into Pacifer Clan, and also the strongest human at that time. We couldn't just announce the identity of our strongest person, so only Maha Dmitras should know of his existence."

"Does that mean—"

"Yes, you are the second male child ever born in Pacifer Clan. Unlike him, who supported our clan from the shadow however, I want you to stand in the front line..." Asia caressed Basil's cheek as she recalled about the past.

"We learned it late, but hiding what we truly were capable of was the worst mistake we made at that time. Letting them know that we were harmless was a mistake; it was better to conquer them with our power."

Asia frowned in displeasure and her aura became fierce. Despite so, Basil was unbothered as ever, because none of the rage was directed at him.

Asia widened her eyes the moment she realized she had digressed, then cleared her throat to get rid of the silence. She nodded her head at Basil afterwards, prompting him to ask another question.

"Why were you surprised that I know about the Lord?"

"Well... What happened to my husband was our Clan's darkest history. We, as his servants, failed to protect him, and he died protecting us instead." Asia's eyes turned melancholic.

"I am pretty sure I had banned every Maha Dmitra from talking about my husband before I died—it feels like insulting him—so I was surprised that you, who awakened your Seal independently, could know about my husband."

"Can I have my Seal awakened by someone else?"

"Of course—that is the norm." Asia giggled at Basil's cluelessness. "Your Seal should have been awakened by a Maha Dmitra since you were just a baby, but I can't feel any trace of a Maha Dmitra's Divinity from you."

"Divinity?"

"The power of the Gods. Mana that we use to fuel Magic is derived from Divinity, or rather, Divinity is the purest and most potent form of Mana."

"Can I—"

"Hush! You don't need to think about such things now." Asia put her finger in front of Basil's mouth. "You are too weak to mind about such things, but yes, you will eventually be able to gain Divinity."

Basil put Asia's hand down to remove her finger off his mouth. He had another question for her, and he didn't want her to prevent him from asking it.

"Do I have to be a Maha Dmitra to be able to gain Divinity?"

"What? No." Asia looked at Basil weirdly. "Although Maha Dmitras are mostly talented, other than me, none of them have ever developed Divinity. The Divinity they have belongs to the Goddess that is a good friend of my husband."

"Is she the one whom Pacifer Clan serves nowadays?"

"Our Clan doesn't serve that homewrecker—we ask for her help."

"I see..." Basil nodded his head. "Thank you for confirming that the Lord is really a God."

"W-What?! You sneaky child!"

Asia seemed indignant from her face, but her tone was completely the opposite. It seems to Basil she was amazed at his way of extracting information, but she was amused at how loose her mouth was.

Basil didn't care about it in the slightest, so he immediately opened his mouth to ask another question. This time however, Asia shook her head, showing that she really didn't want to answer him this time.

"I haven't even said anything yet."

"I know that you are going to ask about my husband's name, but I think it is not the time for us to talk about that. Although I have never gotten out of this place for 2000 years, I know that something is going on outside."

"Indeed."

"You have better things to do then. Knowing everything at the cost of losing everything is not a good bargain in my opinion."

"That is... Correct."

Asia smiled at Basil then caressed his cheek warmly. She looked at him as if she was looking at the most precious jewel in the universe, and he had to close his eyes as he couldn't stand her intense gaze.

Not even Iliana had ever seen him like that in his past life, so receiving that gaze from someone who looked like the person he had bullied—treated coldly felt slightly awkward for him.

"Judging from your tone earlier, I can see how much you despise the Gods for what they can do. I can assure you however, our meeting is fate, not something that the God who gave you the chance to return to the past has orchestrated."

"While I acknowledge their existence, I don't believe in both. If they who possess Divinity are Gods, that means, you are too, no?"

"Possessing Divinity doesn't always make you a God."

"Can you—"

"Geez. You really are a curious one, aren't you? Let's talk about it some other time. You've been here for two hours. The time rate here is just four times faster than the outside, so you have wasted your half an hour standing like an idiot."

"Does that mean you have spent 8000 years—"

"I don't know! I have been sleeping until I summoned you here."

"I see..."

Asia sighed in exasperation at Basil's extreme curiosity, and couldn't help covering his mouth when he was was about to open it again. She didn't know if he was about to ask her something again, but she still did it to prevent it from happening.

Basil, of course, couldn't let her cover his mouth forever, so he pried her hands off. She was pretty adamant on keeping her hands on his mouth, so he had a pretty hard time prying them off.

He could just use force to do it, but he weirdly didn't feel it was right to exert force on her. It took a second for him to find an alternative way to pry her hands off his face, and he didn't waste his time to do it.

"Kyaa! Pervert!"

Basil briefly grasped one of Asia's bountiful breasts, and she immediately reacted by swatting him. She, of course, missed her target, and due to her choice to swat him, Basil was now free to speak again.

"No, no, no! I don't want to answer your—"

"I am just going to say a farewell. What got you so riled up?"

"O-Oh, is that so? Then, say it from the beginning!"

"You should have let me."

Basil clicked his tongue then looked at Asia in slight dissatisfaction. He couldn't fully disrespect her due to her status of being his ancestor, so being sarcastic was the worst thing he could do to her.

He picked Asia in his arms as he stood up, then put her down to let her stand by herself. The earthen bench he had made returned to the ground as he stared deeply into her eyes.

"Can you extend your hand, Lady Asia?"

"Oh my!" Asia covered her mouth in surprise. "If you want to propose me, ring is not enough to—"

"I don't like someone's wife."

"Kahak! It is right, but why does it so hurtful hearing it from you?"

"Just extend your hand."

Asia pouted, but extended her hand in the end. Basil softly sighed in exasperation at that, as now he could see the resemblance between this Asia and the Asia he knew.

Both of them became more irritating the more time he spent with them.

"What are you going to do, my descendant, Basil?"

"I want us to resume our talk in the future."

"In the future? How? Wait, are you..."

"I am looking forward to our future conversation." Basil smirked at Asia.

"This sneaky child!"

Asia could feel it—Basil was binding his soul to her. Not only was he binding his soul to her, he was also in the process of combining her soul to the other half of her soul inside his Mindscape.

She was amazed at how wicked her descendant was, but she couldn't help clicking her tongue now that her plan to destroy herself after Basil left the space failed splendidly.