War and Fortune 2.258

—This is not real— Kisuke said in a serious tone of voice. It looked like they were in the library of the Bishamon family home, with bookshelves attached to the walls. The two armchairs of a body and the other two armchairs of three bodies separated by a coffee table. Kiara and Viggo had sat in a three-body armchair like the previous time while Xiao and Kisuke sat in the two armchairs of one body.

—Isn't that real?— asked Viggo.

—No, it's not real— Kisuke replied, stretching out his palm with his palm facing outwards and moving it from left to right, as if moving an object. Then the vision of the library of the Bishamon family home changed to that of the great hall under the larger dome, in Viggo's house on the third floor. They were no longer sitting in armchairs, now they were cushions of vivid colors and what separated the four of them was a huge wooden table with a square shape and short stature.

—In that case could you travel anywhere?—

—You can see everything that appears in your mind— Kisuke pointed out —for example, the wand you modify with your wife and the memory stones—

—You? At what time?—

—Right now, we're inside your mind— Kisuke said —don't worry, we can only see the most recent memories. Only yesterday morning you were working on the wand with your wife, weren't you?—

—That's right—

—Well, having cleared that— said Kisuke, raised his right hand with which he held the paper fan and pointed to the ceiling, where the dome could be seen. Then, in front of Viggo and two meters above the ground appeared a huge wand the size of an adult —in this place you can bring the images, knowledge and materialize it to study it thoroughly. The structure of the wand is simple, a core, memory stone and frame— then the wand is disassembled, and one component is next to the other —you can shrink or enlarge the image of each component. Change it and try different elements. You don't need to have the physical object; you just have to think about the activation and a result will come out of that— when Kisuke finished saying the words the wand was reassembled. Once ready, it emitted a glow as if it were filled with mana and on the tip of the wand a magic circle was created with the sowelu rune inside "S". From the magic circle came a huge fireball two meters high and flew into the distance crashing into a wall. A huge explosion occurred, the wall broke, debris fell, and the fire dispersed everywhere.

There was heat as a reaction and Viggo pinned Kiara so that he would not reach him. However, when he opened his eyes, he knew that there was no damage. It was just the picture?

Kisuke took the fan, closed it, and banged on the table several times thus drawing everyone's attention —the damage is real, but at the same time it is imaginary. That when you try something here it will have the same effects as in the real world, you will feel pain if the experiment goes wrong, but it will only be the momentary sensation. Try to be careful, I don't think you're fond of pain—

—I understand— said Viggo —it's a very useful gift—

—It's helpful to fall short, Viggo— Xiao said with a frown —this allows you to design and study everything you want, fight the enemies you want, and simulate different futures. This is a very valuable thing— he looked at Kisuke with his old face and the gazes met —Why ?—

—Solomon and the others are not normal, Xiao— Kisuke said —if Viggo is going to be the father of those souls, he must be someone exceptional or he will be shattered by the expectations of his children. The worst thing that could happen to him is to run out of answers. Whether it's for your family, for the world, or for the future—

Viggo took a deep breath and moved his hand as if pushing something to the left. Then the vision of all change and was transformed into the image of the mountain of meditation, within the painted picture. Everything felt lonely, except for the peach tree in a corner of the mountain peak. A very small space where everyone had to approach so as not to fall.

—How much is the proportion of time?—

—A second is a day. That means six minutes equals a year— Kisuke said with a sly smile —be careful, being here can become addictive—

However, different from Kisuke thought, Viggo was afraid, and his "body" reacted shivering. This was more than a gift; it was like having all the time in the world to strengthen yourself. Viggo wondered. He looked at Kisuke and asked —Does this bring about any changes in my physical body?—

—No, impossible— Kisuke said with a smile as if the mere question thanked him —even if you were a year, it would only be six minutes in the physical world. I'm sorry, but there's nothing so convenient—

—Viggo— Kiara protested —this is already a good gift, don't be ungrateful. It's not normal, even I can't give you something like that, sorry—

—No, Kiara— Viggo replied —it's not your fault, you did well— he looked at Kisuke and added —the thing is, my friend found his gold mine and is taking care of it as best he can—

—It's just a small investment— Kisuke said, holding his hand to his hat and looking down —if the father is good, the children will be better. That's it, maybe, if Viggo does well enough, there is someone who can go further than Viggo himself or his loving, impaler father of primordials—

Viggo made an awkward smile and looked away. He let out a sigh and asked —How do I get out of here?— he asked.

—You just must think about it—

Viggo took a deep breath and opened his eyes. Then he saw himself sitting on the throne while the three primordials looked at him from three meters away. Viggo stood up, turned his back on the primordials, and looked at the throne as too convenient and fun a toy. However, he remembered what his loving wife Semiramis said. He wondered if he should keep the secret but denied. Lying to someone who lives and sleeps with you daily would be stupid. She would be the first to know that he was lying to her. Viggo let out a sigh, he's going to have to come up with a very good excuse for her and his other wives.

Viggo extended his right hand forward to absorb the throne inside his ring, but it didn't work. He tries several times, looked at his ring, checked it everywhere, took it out of his hand and put the ring on the other, but nothing worked. Finally, Viggo turned around and stared at Kisuke —can it only move with the hands?—

Kisuke let out a laugh as he clutched his stomach. However, seeing Viggo frowning in a complete gesture of anger, Kisuke calmed down, looked at him with a broad smile, and raised the fan in his right hand to fan himself —you must pour your blood and channel the strength of your soul—

Viggo looked at Kiara and Xiao, who were standing idly by. They nodded, but at the wrong time. Viggo shook his head and turned his back on them. He looked at the bottom, where the corridor was and used his clairvoyance to look in case someone came, but no. If any of his wives saw him cutting himself and spilling blood on a marble throne, he would not know what excuse to give them.

Viggo took a deep breath, then materialized his sword of chaos in his left hand.

—It must be a good amount of blood and at the same time your soul strength. If you bleed to death and accomplish nothing, it will be your problem— Kisuke said.

Viggo looked back and saw Kisuke looking at him with a mocking smile. Viggo frowned, but Kiara and Xiao were looking at Viggo seriously, so he guessed that all this was fine, just happened that Kisuke was somewhat mocking. Viggo brought his right hand closer to the sharp edge of the sword of chaos. It wasn't even necessary to make force, just a gentle and shallow movement to make the flesh of the palm of his hand open like a big bleeding lip. Viggo put his hand on the back of the white marble throne leaving a red hand that gradually began to drain a red line.

—I said a good amount of blood and your soul strength— Kisuke repeated behind Viggo's back. This last turn his neck, looked at him and nodded. Then he channeled his soul strength and felt as if the white marble throne was a sponge and absorbed his energy. However, he maintained control of his energy and transmitted it little by little. Then he brought the sword of chaos into his left hand and passed it over his wrist, spilling more blood. After thirty seconds Viggo began to feel dizzy, but suddenly felt like a kind of heat entered his body and something cool like ice on his forehead. Then, seeing the throne, he realized that it had disappeared.

Viggo kept the sword of chaos inside his soul and took the bottle of estus from his ring. He took a deep sip and felt his mind clearer. Then he looked at his right hand and saw how the cut in the palm of his hand and wrist closed.

—That was annoying— Viggo said.

—Omedetou goazimasu— Kizuke said with a broad smile —you now own the throne of the sovereign. I hope you put it to good use, Viggo Dragonroad—

—You'll put it to good use, Kisuke— Kiara said in a defiant tone of voice. She walked to Viggo and stared at his forehead.

—What? Is there something wrong?— asked Viggo.

Kiara smiled softly and pulled her fine fingers closer caressing Viggo's forehead -Looks Good-

—What? There is something wrong?—

Kiara let out a sigh and made a small mirror appear in her hand. She lends it to Viggo and show it to him. Viggo took the mirror and looked in surprise —what the hell— he said —Why?—

Viggo had a red dot between his eyebrows. He looked at Kisuke, but this time he didn't laugh like on the other occasions.

Kisuke took off his hat and said —the mind's eye, something only the king of the gods should possess. I hope you can see the world wisely, Viggo Dragonroad—