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Chapter 142 : Tia and Naiad
“Tia!”
Guided by a demon, Naiad flew straight into a small storage hut.
“You—!”
Inside stood Tia, the Empress of Ezer and Naiad’s former close friend, her golden hair and blue eyes exactly as she remembered.
“Naiad.” Tia saw her as well, but her expression barely shifted, “I thought you were out of sight… you must have been somewhere else.”
E n̈û m a
“Wait—aren’t you even surprised?”
“I already knew you were by Clay’s side. No reason to be startled.”
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Naiad’s expression turned incredulous, “Even so, that’s a hell of a reaction.”
“I don’t have the luxury to be happy right now.” Tia sat on a nearby wooden crate with a sigh, “If this isn’t important, can we talk later?”
“Oh, for—!” Naiad snapped, “Whether those elves behind you have been feeding you information about me or not, I don’t care. But don’t talk to me like that. Not now, with Clay in this state.”
“It’s because Clay is in this state that I can’t talk to you.” Tia’s gaze fixed on her, “You know why he changed.”
E̊ ǹu̇ m̊ а. і d̄
“…”
Naiad faltered, then lifted her head again, her eyes sharpening.
“Then why did you do it?”
Her long-buried resentment finally spilled out.
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“Why did you abandon Clay?”
“It wasn’t because I wanted to. The circumstances—”
Е n um ӑ.їd̄
“That’s not an excuse.”
Clay had been the backbone of the Hero’s Party—not just in terms of strength, but as someone they could all place absolute trust in.
Though Tia, as an empress, couldn’t directly join the party, she had been a vital pillar, supporting them with both resources and counsel.
“What was Clay to you?”
Tia, too, had relied on him—leaned on him for comfort in the hardships of the throne.
“Clay was—”
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Naiad bit her tongue, clenching her jaw.
“Whatever he was, your mistake can’t be undone.”
“I know.”
“Circumstances be damned, you should have done what you could. Clay didn’t need your help—he just wanted you to believe in him.”
But none of them, Tia included, had given him that belief.
“Do you have any idea what it felt like for him to walk up onto that execution platform? You should never have come here.”
En um̌a
Emotion welled up, and Naiad found herself lashing out harder than she’d intended.
“You couldn’t even do the bare minimum. Everyone knows you had much to protect—but this was Clay. If anyone deserved it—”
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“Yes. You’re right, Naiad.” Tia’s eyes brimmed with sorrow, “I didn’t do anything.”
“Then why—”
“And that’s exactly what Clay will think.”
Then, she said something that made Naiad freeze.
Ẃе̂ bn o̊ ṽė l Е̄ňūm̈ӑ
“In truth… I did go to see him. Before he was taken to the execution platform.”
“What?”
“More precisely, I met him in his cell.”
To make that meeting happen, Tia had bribed more people than she could count—
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“The prison guard who handled his meals, another to stall the shift change, a high-ranking mage to disable the magical alarms, even a priest with ties to Ezer. And more besides.”
It had taken everything to arrange even a few moments alone with him.
Еǹu m̌ ӓ
“And I did meet him, for a very short time.”
Tia lowered her gaze.
“But Clay was already broken then. He wasn’t in any state to hear me. The torture had worn him down.”
“No… Clay always thought no one came for him. And yes, he was weakened—but if, right before his death, he still wished for your belief, your story doesn’t add up.”
“It shouldn’t add up.” Tia exhaled softly, “Before I left, I gave him the key to his shackles. Left the cell door ajar. Told him the escape route I’d arranged. Even so, I knew he wouldn’t make it out. It was… a last, desperate straw I couldn’t stop myself from offering.”
The odds were nearly nonexistent. And even if he refused, it would’ve been no surprise—he had met her only with fury.
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“The strange thing is… Clay doesn’t remember any of it.”
From the conversations they’d had since, it was clear he had no recollection of their meeting at all.
“And yet… his mind seemed a little more intact afterward than when I saw him. Darkened at death, yes, but not as utterly destroyed as when I found him.”
“What are you saying?” Naiad’s brow furrowed, “Wait—you mean—”
“I don’t think the brand the priests carved into him was an ordinary one.”
Her voice was quiet, deliberate.
Ẁ_е̌ ḃ ň о v̈ е̃ l Е̌ńu m ǎ
“It was a divine punishment sigil—one meant to erase a portion of memory after a set time.”
“Hold on.” Naiad stopped her, “Clay still remembers being tortured. If memories were erased, wouldn’t he notice gaps?”
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“A divine punishment brand is so hard to perform perfectly that it rarely works fully. When it’s incomplete, the mind doesn’t lose everything—just certain parts.”
“What?”
Why place an incomplete memory-erasing brand on someone doomed to die anyway? Naiad’s mouth went dry.
“So the conversation with you… might have been among the memories erased?”
Ĕ ň ǔ m a
“Most likely.” Tia’s voice was steady, “My guess is that only memories during the worst of his suffering were taken. Our conversation happened in that period.”
“But why…”
Even hearing her explanation, Naiad couldn’t make sense of it. Erasing only the worst pain, incompletely—what purpose could it serve?
“Maybe they wanted to make sure he didn’t die before the execution?”
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It was the only plausible reason Naiad could think of. But Tia only pressed her lips together.
“I don’t know. Either way, I still abandoned him. If I’d acted sooner, maybe things would be different. Even if he’s forgotten, he didn’t forgive me. The result is the same.”
Ěn u m а̊
“It’s not the same.” Naiad’s voice hardened, “Clay had something stolen from him.”
That memory might have been something he needed, however terrible it was.
“Even if we can’t return his pain to him, we need to know who and why.”
“Who is obvious.”
Tia’s eyes were cold.
“The Emperor of Krata. Without Lutan, the priests could never have done it.”
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“Lutan…! What is that bastard? Did he experiment on the Hero at the end? What was he trying to do?!”
Naiad’s fists clenched as she shouted. And as she ground her teeth, her eyes fixed sharply on Tia.
“Tia.”
Tia had made her choice as an empress—a decision that, from her position, would protect the lives of many.
It was a choice that had inevitably earned Clay’s resentment. She couldn’t have both sides; one had to be sacrificed.
But Tia hadn’t held to that choice completely. Despite the risk of triggering catastrophic backlash if she were discovered, she had still sought Clay out… and had succeeded in making contact.
Е n̊u m̄â. і́d̃_
That much could be taken into account. But only that much.
“The Clay of the past… if you were the one in his place, he wouldn’t have hesitated to make the world his enemy.”
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The problem was that the depth of feeling between them had never been the same.
“You put Clay’s life on a scale and weighed it. That can’t be undone.”
Naiad stepped closer, Tia lowering her head without offering any defense.
“Even so…”
W̆е̇ b n̄ ǒv e l Е ń u m̆ а
That weighing hadn’t been meaningless.
“Even if Clay never forgives you, if your regret is real, then do whatever you can—everything you can.”
If there had been some plot against Clay, then in this war, too, there could be traps lying in wait.
“If you’ve decided to see it through to the end, I mean.”
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When Tia raised her head, she met the sharp gaze Naiad leveled at her.
“Understand?”
Е n̆.u ḿа́
It was a reprimand. All Tia could do was nod. That was the only thing she could do right now.
“I’ll keep what you told me from Clay for now.”
If he had no memory of it, telling him now would only make him distrust her even more. It might even sound like a fabrication.
“I’ll look into what you’ve said and decide whether to tell him or not. Until then, stay quiet.”
Tia nodded again at Naiad’s words.
“Then I’m going.”
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As Naiad turned to leave, Tia spoke.
“Naiad.”
“?”
“…Thank you.”
Her voice was quiet.
“For listening to me.”
Е nŭm̆ а̊ . іd́
“I listened because I needed to.”
Naiad let out a long breath.
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“So I could put my own thoughts in order.”
Then she flew toward the warehouse exit.
“I’m going.”
Leaving only those words, Naiad stepped out into the open air.
Е́ nüm а .íḋ
Tia just stood there, staring in the direction she’d gone.
♧
Whiiish—
Where now only the wind howled, Yuru sat unmoving.
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“Ha.”
Her chin rested on an arm draped across her knees, her sigh breaking the stillness.
W̌е̃_b̂ n о́v̀ е̄ľ Е̄ n u m̀ӑ
“When I think about it again, it’s just… empty, isn’t it?”
Serving as her makeshift chair was none other than Talosa, master of the Red Tower.
“No answer, huh?”
Talosa’s face was frozen mid-scream, her life long since ended. And she wasn’t alone—scattered around Yuru lay the bodies of other mages, all of them having rushed at her only to meet the same fate.
“I honestly thought you’d at least be able to take one of my arms.”
The power she now wielded was something even she could no longer measure.
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“Well… I guess it’s about time I went.”
She stood, stretching, eyes gleaming.
“Shall I?”
To where Clay was.
(End of Chapter)
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