The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 55

Chapter 55: The Future of Destruction

“The world will be destroyed?”

I unconsciously repeated the words I had just heard; the content was so unbelievable.

But there was no exaggeration or sense of urgency in Serena’s demeanor.

“When I obtained this staff, I saw it. I couldn’t see its form clearly, but I witnessed a white entity engulfing everything in this world.”

“A white entity? Is it some kind of monster? Or is it a natural disaster or something?”

“I don’t know… but it had a clear intent to ravage the world. And I’m convinced it’s a far more formidable and terrifying existence than any mere monster.”

“…It’s almost like a villain from a story or an evil god.”

“Yes, that’s right. If I were to compare the White Catastrophe to something, that would be accurate.”

“…If Serena says it, then it’s probably true. But why didn’t you tell Lady Victoria about this? Even if others didn’t believe you, she knows more about the power of Rare Drops than anyone and would have taken it seriously.”

Aria asked a valid question, and Serena’s expression darkened slightly. After a brief silence, she spoke as if she had made up her mind.

“We can’t win.”

“Huh?”

“Even Lady Victoria with Justirion, or anyone stronger than her, wouldn’t be able to defeat the White Catastrophe. It’s not about strength; it’s an entirely different kind of existence.”

“So, you mean Lady Victoria can’t win…?”

Aria muttered in astonishment, a sentiment I could also understand. Lady Victoria was arguably the most powerful person I had ever met. If Serena claimed that even she couldn’t win, then the adversary must be on a divine level. But…

“In that case, why come to the Holy Land? If it’s such an insurmountable opponent, isn’t there nothing we can do?”

“No, there is one thing we can do.”

Serena said so and looked at me.

“Truthia showed me more than that. The worst future… it also showed me a way to resist the White Catastrophe. The reason I came to the Holy Land is to find that resistance.”

“…A way to resist it? Did you find it?”

“Yes, I did.”

Aria and I were surprised by Serena’s words. Based on what we had heard so far, it didn’t seem like there could be any way to resist the White Catastrophe.

“What’s this means of resistance? Is it some legendary holy sword from the Holy Land, perhaps?”

“…What I saw was a storm. A black storm that could stand against the overwhelming white catastrophe that covered the world.”

Saying that, Serena took a step forward, her eyes focused on something ahead.

“I’ve been watching the world’s end for six years, believing in hope even when it seemed impossible, and now, I’m convinced. Belk, you are the one.”

Serena’s eyes glistened as if she had finally found what she had been searching for all along.

“Chaos Crusader… You, who bear the forces of the black storm within you, are the one who can resist the White Catastrophe.”