<Isn’t This a Strategy Game Chapter 153>

Sereman couldn’t hold back any longer and cast a spell toward Chediak.

“Ugh!”

Chediak quickly rolled to dodge him, and a murderous glint glimmered in Sereman’s eyes.

What is this guy talking about? Silverstone? It was just a relic from 200 years ago, long gone.

“Hagen’ti! Kill the Saint!”

Sereman issued a sharp command, but Hagen’ti just stood there, staring blankly at Eden.

“Hurry up!”

As the insane order was repeated, Hagen’ti finally raised his hand again, and Eden, like a priest presenting a cross to Dracula, lifted the ring around her neck and flashed it toward him.

“Ha!”

Sereman scoffed at him.

“What do you think that cheap magical stone can do…!”

Just then, an overwhelming burst of light erupted from the magical ring Eden held out.

“Ugh…!”

The room filled with light emitted from the stone, blinding even Eden.

Ding.

A dazzling notification window appeared above the brilliant light.

『【★】 Main Quest Completed!

: Successfully found Silverstone and gained mysterious power to control Dark Magic!

You gain a reward of 99 magical power!』

Eden looked down at her necklace in shock.

‘So this was Silverstone…’

Silverstone was with me…!

A chill ran down my spine, and exhilaration flooded in despite my neck tingling. I had found Silverstone!

As the light gradually faded, the devastated scene of the room came into view.

Chediak was flattened on the ground, and Hagen’ti had fainted.

And Sereman was…

“Huff…”

The power of Silverstone was undoubtedly a match for Dark Magic. Evidence lay in the fact that Sereman’s bones were shattered, and his veins had burst.

Sereman’s once pristine face was now drenched in blood pouring from his eyes, nose, and mouth.

The Dark Sorcerers causing chaos outside must have been dying in the same manner.

Coughing up blood, Sereman crawled toward the fallen Hagen’ti with all his strength.

In his grasp was the dagger he’d seen in Hagen’ti’s memories.

Now realizing his plan had failed, he intended to kill Hagen’ti and draw out the Demon King’s power to escape.

He trembled and raised the dagger, but someone stomped on his arm.

“Aaaah!”

The cracked bone could no longer hold, and Sereman screamed in pain as it broke.

Looking up with bloodshot eyes, he saw a face looking down at him, filled with half anger and half exhilaration.

“You false prophet.”

Eden muttered with a voice gritting her teeth, her eyes gleaming.

“You’re the one who will die. The protagonist is me.”

With that, Eden raised the Holy Sword high.

She never thought she would use this sword against someone, but considering he was the one who tried to kill Asmun and Hagen’ti, and tried to destroy this world to interfere with her game, she felt no fear at all.

To save Asmun, Hagen’ti, and this world, she had to kill Sereman.

The shining Holy Sword plunged straight into Sereman’s heart.

“Gah…”

Sereman’s eyes went wide. A crimson aura gushed from his chest in place of blood.

And at the same moment, the long-awaited notification window appeared.

『【★】 Basic Quest Completed!

: Defeated Sereman Raok and became the sole possessor of Hagen’ti’s heart, preventing his rampage!

Choose a reward.

<Prophecy Book/Item/Stat>』

『【★】 Main Quest Completed!

: Stopped Hagen’ti’s rampage, clearing all main quests!

As a reward, you are given the title of ‘Chancellor Chosen by the Gods.’』

『【★】 Congratulations! You have reached level 9 by defeating the Demon King.

As a reward, special skills will be unlocked.』

『【★】 You have gained the special skill ‘Resurrection’ as a level-up reward.

From now on, you can resurrect the dead.』

Only then did the fear clinging to Eden’s heart dissolve completely. She had finally cleared all the quests.

Eden’s breath was faint and trembling.

“Ha…”

She had finally stopped Hagen’ti’s rampage, preventing his death, and could resurrect Asmun now.

“Saint! We did it! We won the war against the Dark Sorcerers!”

Chediak rushed to the shattered window to check the situation outside, his voice choked with emotion.

During this grueling war, dawn had arrived, and the new day was shining brightly. It was as if, just like Sereman said, a new world was starting to emerge.

Chediak, overwhelmed with joy, looked up at the sky when suddenly he noticed a crack forming above.

“Huh, what’s that?”

Could it be that the Dark Sorcery isn’t over yet…?

Sereman’s eyes tensed in that moment. A brilliant rainbow light poured down from the beautiful sky, and a solemn, divine voice boomed.

“People of Hesemoro, listen.”

Hek!

Chediak clasped his mouth with both hands and stepped back.

It was God. It was the voice of a deity!

“From this moment, I appoint Saint Eden as the Chancellor to protect Hesemoro. From now on, his will shall be my will, and all shall trust and follow him.”

Chediak, astonished by this incredible revelation, turned to Eden, paralyzed in shock.

Yet Eden showed no surprise, merely letting out a sigh as she gazed at the glowing light.

This must be the ‘Chancellor Chosen by the Gods’ she gained as a reward for clearing the main quest.

Holding the Holy Sword tightly, Eden turned to look back. Two men, destined to share her fate, lay collapsed in the completely deserted room.

Ding.

At that moment, the final notification window appeared above.

『Go to the Saint’s Room and place Silverstone on the hand of the Hamun statue to end the game.

Clear the game within three days.』

The capital was bustling after the war ended.

Everyone learned that at dawn, a terrible war had erupted between the Dark Sorcerers and the Imperial Palace, and the former Chancellor had been killed after being overpowered, along with all Dark Sorcerers losing their strength.

And the one responsible for all of this was none other than Saint Eden, and that God Hamun had personally descended and chosen her as Chancellor.

However, no one knew that the new Emperor had died during the war only to be resurrected by the Saint.

They also remained unaware that the Great Mage, who had shaken the world, had slipped free of the seal that bound him to the Demon King and was now sleeping soundly to recover his magical power.

“…”

Eden stared blankly at the Silverstone ring resting in her palm.

Chediak had told her that Ella’s grandfather had made the Silverstone into a ring after receiving it from Hagen’ti.

To think Silverstone was with me. It was an unbelievable story even when reflecting on it.

Ultimately, it appeared everything was interconnected in this way. This world is a game. A place where a creator exists.

And Eden could feel that this hidden character had indeed been perfected according to the creator’s wishes.

Eden quickly resurrected Asmun but chose not to wake the exhausted Hagen’ti.

Now her divine power could work on Hagen’ti, and she was sure she could wake him whenever she wanted, yet Eden didn’t do so.

“For Hagen’ti? What kind of medicine is that?”

The medicine she had secretly asked Chediak to give to Hagen’ti in case she didn’t return until he woke up was a potion she had created herself.

After obtaining Silverstone, her magical power had surged to 99. As if it had been natural since the very beginning, all magic flowed into her fingertips seamlessly.

The medicine she had asked Chediak to give to Hagen’ti was a memory-erasing potion she obtained from Jepar.

It was indeed a potion that only those skilled in Dark Sorcery could create, and with no more Dark Sorcerers left in the Empire, it was the last potion remaining in the Empire. Jepar willingly gave it to her.

If she failed to stay here and Hagen’ti woke up, he would take the potion and forget everything about her.

It was a heartbreaking situation, but it was the best choice.

However, there was only one potion…

“…”

Eden stopped in her tracks upon seeing Asmun waiting for her in front of the Saint’s Room.

There was no medicine left for Asmun. Even if there were, she couldn’t guarantee that she would be able to give it to a man with such a look in his eyes.

“As.”

Today was the third day after the war ended. And she had to finish the game.

Asmun knew that Eden had succeeded in resurrecting her, defeating Sereman, and saving this world.

And he also understood that she needed to end the game now.

Even after hearing all that, Asmun didn’t say a word. He didn’t provide an answer to her question about how he knew that the last moment would grant her the chance to return.

The gaze of a man who had died and returned was now even more steadfast, revealing nothing.

After a long time staring at Eden’s face, Asmun slowly opened his lips.

“If you disappear…”

“…”

“I will become a tyrant.”

Eden’s eyes widened at his quiet voice.

“I will burn and destroy the entire Empire, turning it into the very image you fear the most.”

“…Your Majesty.”

“I will crumble everything you have labored so hard to build.”

“…As.”

“Everything will lose its meaning for me. There would be no reason for me to live. In a world without you.”

His voice was so brazen it was hard to believe it was the last farewell. However, those words no longer frightened her at all, so she must have truly changed.

“Are you threatening me?”

“You might not believe it.”

Asmun paused for a moment and gazed into Eden’s eyes as if trying to pierce through her.

“I’m begging you.”

Eden noticed the slight tremble at the end of his quiet syllables.

“So if my death doesn’t matter to you, then do it as you wish.”

“…No matter how I hear it, that sounds like a threat.”

Asmun didn’t bother to deny it. He was really a consistent character. Thinking that this man was trying to let her go at the last moment made her feel oddly moved.

“So, if I don’t go, what will you give me?”

She tossed that lightly as a joke to lighten the mood, but Asmun didn’t smile. He spoke earnestly, as if putting everything on the line.

“Anything.”

“…”

That short syllable lodged painfully in her heart.

“Even if I ask for the Empire?”

“Even if you ask for the Empire.”

“…”

“If you want something more, I’ll give you as much as you wish.”

He seemed entirely ready to give anything. Eden had no doubt about that. Asmun had sacrificed his life for her.

After pledging all of that and still feeling unsatisfied, Asmun took a moment to gather himself and then spoke in a low voice.

“I don’t mind not being unique.”

That was an unexpected statement, so Eden’s pupils dilated.

“I won’t covet anything.”

“…”

“Even if I’m not the first, I promise to accept it.”