The Greatest Warrior of All Time Returns-Chapter 367

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Chapter 367

The Central Continent had grown noisy.

The Dima Kingdom, which had been pushed back heavily, completely overturned the tide of war the moment the Sky Island was deployed—and drove the Taporna army into retreat.

No one had foreseen such a victory.

Most predicted that even with external support, Dima would suffer major losses, or at best fight to a draw… and more likely lose.

But the result was different.

With the appearance of the Sky Island, R'lyeh, the battlefield flipped instantly, and the war concluded with Dima’s overwhelming victory.

Having lost the capacity to continue fighting, Taporna had no choice but to order a retreat, returning home with only a small number of survivors.

Naturally, harsh consequences awaited the defeated kingdom.

At this point, many began to wonder.

Just how valuable is that Sky Island?

If one were to secure it, how great an advantage would it bring?

But the moment they realized it was Cascadia that possessed it, their thoughts shifted.

Some regions with poor information networks still didn’t grasp what happened—but those that did were suddenly very cautious.

The island disappearing and reappearing in Cascadia… it wasn’t a coincidence.

That was the conclusion everyone reached.

Even so, the greed for the Sky Island did not disappear from anyone’s mind.

Naturally, all gazes turned toward Cascadia.

Recently, Cascadia’s fame had been skyrocketing.

Anyone who visited could only gasp in admiration.

Beyond mere beauty, the duchy’s technological level felt decades ahead of the rest of the continent—as if it were progressing alone on a different timeline.

Of course, designing such technology was no simple task.

But regardless, the one suffering the most from this situation was the royal family of Bata.

The Cascadia family was Bata’s most loyal vassal.

And so, recently, many envoys from different kingdoms had been traveling in and out of the Bata royal palace.

“Really… you’re making life hard for the royal family.”

“Only at first. Give it some time—if things stay quiet, they’ll naturally back off.”

“You think international diplomacy is that simple? If the princess saw you right now, she’d be fuming.”

Since the war between Dima and Taporna began, I haven’t left Cascadia.

These days, I spend my time giving Luna a lap pillow while playing music for her.

Even without using the power of Communion, she always said my simple playing was far better than recorded classical pieces stored in ordinary artifacts.

And every time I played, she said the baby would get excited.

Honestly, who knows.

The child inside Luna’s belly was still just a tiny speck—far from having a complete form.

No one could be sure whether such a small life could truly hear or appreciate music.

“How about you enter a competition this time?”

“A competition?”

“You know, those events where the best musicians of the continent gather to decide who’s the greatest. Honestly, your skill doesn’t seem lacking at all.”

“No thanks. Not interested.”

Whether in my past life or this one, I never invested much interest in that field.

I never felt the need nor the appeal.

Technically, what I learned in the Hall of Communion wasn’t something I’m sure would “work” in this world anyway.

I learned how to intertwine spirit energy with melody—not that I considered myself someone who plays awe-inspiring, transcendent music.

“Well, if you don’t want to, forget it. It’s not like there’s much merit in participating anyway.”

Cascadia has been incredibly peaceful lately.

Even though a Sky Island hovered above us, the daily lives of the people didn’t change.

Whenever I had free time, I worked with the Librarian to shape the upper portion of the island—trimming the dense forest and adjusting the temporary manor into a beautiful palace.

Inside, I built clean, modern structures based on memories from my past life.

It was surprisingly fun.

The reason I could do this was simple.

Everything on the island wasn’t built with physical materials—its space itself was shaped through will.

Whether something created here could be taken outside was still under experimentation.

It wasn’t impossible, but it consumed a large amount of energy, and some things simply could not exist outside this space.

Currently, the only thing that could freely be taken out with no restriction was the Arc Dragon Tooth.

Thus, I and the Librarian conducted additional tests.

I created an ordinary tree—one that also existed in the outside world—crafted it into lumber, and carried it out.

The result was successful.

Though the island’s energy was briefly consumed and later restored.

Luna helped me a lot during these experiments.

She gave many tips on how to control the island better.

“The manor you finished this time. Pretty building.”

Though based on past-life memories, the architectural style still matched the current Cascadian aesthetic.

“Oh, that. Yeah, it looked nice. Strange structure, but interesting.”

“That so?”

“But really, I’m curious. Just what is that island? How can something so absurd be possible?”

Judging from what R'lyeh had shown so far, tremendous power was expected.

But even so—by ordinary logic, such a thing shouldn’t exist.

I answered her plainly.

“Well, the fact that an island with that much mass is floating while ignoring gravity is already abnormal. Why question anything else at that point?”

By normal standards, none of it made sense anyway.

Melissa had no words in response.

The continent may be chaotic, but none of that concerns me anymore.

As long as I stay here, no major trouble will reach me.

The royal family said they’d handle all issues regarding the island.

* * *

Days passed peacefully—as if we were on vacation.

Cascadia had fewer problems than usual.

The two areas of Coral assigned to the duchy had also stabilized.

I heard the people there held a very favorable view of Melissa.

Given how much Coral had exploited its citizens, this change must have been welcome.

For the past several days, Luna and I spent our days going on quiet dates.

We may be married, but we still felt more like lovers than spouses.

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It was late one evening when Luna woke me from my sleep.

“Mmm… what is it?”

“Leon. Nighttime date.”

“At this hour?”

“I have something to show you.”

She grabbed my arm, opened the window, and took off into the sky.

Holding her hand, I let her guide me as we flew far—past the borders of the Bata Kingdom—before she finally stopped.

“Where is this?”

“Don’t know name. But long ago, I saw something amazing here. Back then I couldn’t judge it as beautiful, but thinking now, it must have been.”

If it was that long ago, it was practically a different place.

“But there’s nothing here now?”

“Cycle is turning. If my prediction is right, it’ll show soon.”

She lay down on the grass, so I did the same and looked up at the sky.

Then—

Fwish…

A faint sound.

A short streak of light crossed the sky.

“Oh? A meteor shower?”

“A bit different.”

She raised her slender white arm and pointed at the falling star.

“That is something called a dimensional-fall phenomenon.”

“Dimensional… fall?”

“More precisely, when the massive outer wall of a dimension erodes and regenerates, fragments scatter. Up close, they are not meteors—but clusters of condensed light. Ah. It’s starting.”

Even having experienced the Labyrinth, this was new to me.

“Leon. This scene is extremely rare and precious.”

“Oh… if I knew that, I should’ve brought everyone else too.”

She giggled softly.

Then she climbed up and straddled my stomach as she sat.

Pressing down lightly on my chest with her small hands, she lowered her face with a sleepy smile.

“Leon.”

“You want a kiss?”

Instead of answering, she pressed her lips lightly onto mine, then pulled back.

“One more?”

She didn’t refuse.

She leaned in again, brushing her lips against mine.

Her soft pink hair slid down, tickling my cheeks and ears.

“Where did you learn these sinful little tricks?”

“Aurora taught me.”

Aurora.

Given her cheeky grin and short bob-cut, that made sense.

She was Melissa’s friend and a major business partner of Cascadia, so she visited often. They must have grown close.

Honestly, I never expected her to be a direct line of House Lavren.

Luna then lowered her upper body and buried her face into my chest.

It felt a bit embarrassing outdoors, but the silent plain was empty—no people, no animals in sight.

“When I first came here… there used to be a huge rocky mountain. Now gone, turned into meadow.”

A mountain doesn’t disappear naturally.

Meaning…

“Was there some huge explosion?”

“I destroyed it.”

She confessed so casually that I couldn’t help but laugh.

It must have been before she learned emotions.

“What were you like back then?”

The question popped out.

She paused, then answered quietly.

“A complete fucking bitch.”

Pfft—!

I burst into laughter.

She seemed happy too, smiling softly as she burrowed deeper into my warmth.

We lifted our heads again, watching the natural spectacle shower the sky—

When suddenly—

“What obscene creatures. Are all small humans like that?”

“They’re the unusual ones. Let’s go before they notice us.”

A strange voice.

A strange gaze.

Luna and I turned at the same time.

Something enormous in the shadows of the dark forest jolted, panicked, and tried to flee.

Without speaking, Luna and I moved—and in an instant, blocked its path.

“Don’t move. Where do you think you're running?”

“Hehe, can’t escape.”

We were bored anyway.

Perfect timing.

You’re ours now.

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