I WAS The Rank–1 Hero-Chapter 128: Before the Journey [3]

"Two Authorities…." I repeated, taking a bite from my cupcake.

Immortality, Huh…

I still don't know the reason behind it—how I have it, or from which God it belongs to. I just know the fact that because of this skill, I was alive.

Thinking for a couple of seconds and taking out the final cupcake from the box, I asked Sera.

Sera, any ideas from which God this Immortality skill came from?

If its reality is from the Gods, then I have an upper hand in this cosmic war between the Gods. If I include my two and Sera's Authority, then in total I will have three Authorities in control—considering the fact that Sera and I shared the same consciousness.

Thinking for a second and remembering the past, Sera answered.

'The most possible God who can grant <Immortality> as a skill will be the God of Death, "Agroth".'

Agroth?

Sera continued.

'...but Agroth was someone who never had an apostle before, so the chances of him choosing you as his apostle—who was already an apostle of someone else—it's unheard of.'

I was still confused, so I asked her.

Why is that unheard of? Did it not happen before? Or is it impossible for someone to gain blessings from two Gods?

There was no way I was someone special. There's something I was missing out… something those Gods saw in me, and no matter how hard I try to think, I just couldn't point the fingers.

To my questions, Sera answered them effortlessly.

'The short and simple answer is… it never happened before.'

That before got me thinking that there was someone else before me who possessed this authority before me, which got me thinking—what happened to that someone?

And by Sera's tone, it doesn't look like she knows anything. I have to ask someone else about that.

Nathalia and Lilith were out of the question. They both were unaware of the fact that I was an Immortal. So either I have to find out about it on my own, or ask directly to my Goddess.

The latter seemed to me the easiest choice, but the thing was… there's no way I know how to contact Goddess Ylthea.

"Fuuuuuu…"

Letting out a tired breath, I looked up to the sky, as I saw an aircraft passing over, trailing behind a long smoke of clouds, before murmuring to myself.

"Who would have thought, Gods once walked this land."

Well, I would never—if I hadn't met one myself.

'So, are you going to search for them?'

Noticing that I was lost in thought, Sera asked me about the physical evidence the Gods had left behind in the mortal world. As for where to find them, I already knew exactly who to ask.

I have someone in mind… who might have some idea.

Puzzled, Sera questioned.

'...hm? Who might that be?'

The last time I met her was before the teleportation incident, and Sera wasn't with me. Come to think of it, before meeting her, I have to change my identity.

Hopping up from the bench and throwing out the remaining trash inside the can behind me, covering my face with my hoodie and tugging my hands inside the pocket, I started walking toward the alley, which was just half a kilometer away from me.

How long has it been since I used this persona of mine? Thinking along those lines, my lips curled upward as I felt my mood brighten.

Taking out a small communication device from my inventory ring, I sent out a text.

[I'm visiting in a few minutes.]

…

"Apple pie! Buy some apple pie only at 20!"

"Charm dragon winter coat… hey you, Pyrestone boy! Come here, you will love it!"

After walking inside a narrow alley and ignoring the calls directed towards me, where only few shops were lining on one side of the narrow road, I stopped infront of a two story building. It looked old from the outside, and the visitors here were near to zero.

As always this place feels like deserted.

Climbing the stone ladders, I stepped inside the building. The only thing inside here was an old reception area, where an ild fat man was seated holding a newspaper.

This place was a motel, from outside that is. But there's a bigger secret behind this place which makes it standout to few of us in need.

Arriving near the reception, I ringed the bell.

—Ting.

The old fat man, peeked from the corner of the the news paper, and noticing his gaze on me, I greeted him making my voice a bit colderthan before.

"Hello, Mr. Dante."

Scanning me from head to toe, Mr. Dante was trying to remember me, it took him few minutes before his eyes went wide as he hurriedly greeted me.

"If it isn't Master Nox," The old man puts the newspaper which he was reading aside, and raising up from his seat he slightly lowered his head in greeting.

Clicking the button behind the table, he shift open the large wall behind him.

—Click.

The wall splitted open, as the stairs leading downwards below the underground came int my view.

"...Miss Amy is waiting for you at your usual meeting place."

Slightly nodding my head at his instructions, I walked down the stares.

'Wow!' Sera exclaimed, 'What is this place?'

This was her first time seeing the underground Black Market, walking a bit futher along the streets, and ignoring all the other stalls, I stopped infront a small building at the very corner.

[Mercenary Department]

That's what the sigh reads above it.

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Grapping the door's handle, I saw my reflection on the glass—

Red hair, red eyes, and my face a more colder then before, I pushed the door open.

Entering the Mercenary Department, I found the place emply which was reasonable, as I have booked myself an special appointment with the owner here.

The last time I visite here during that whole Rank-3 Glory incident, I had the same attire as I have now, and I named my self 'Nox'.

I used it as a codename for this persona of mine, when ever I visited he black market.

Sure enough this name matches my 'Nightmare' persona. I deliberately choose it, as to make the owner here gain some trust in me, so that she wouldn't sell me out.

Turning my head towards the tables, I found no one here.

Where exactly is she?