Chapter 27
After hearing what Shuangyue said, Yoren's brows furrowed tightly.
If he had to sum up Shimotsuki's words in three words, it would be:
I don't understand.
Time-space exploration, merging technology with magic, consuming golden stones to summon beings from another world—it all sounded like some kind of gacha game. Was he just a failed SSR pull? Had someone summoned him, realized he was useless, and abandoned him out of disappointment?
That didn't seem right. If someone had invested in bringing him here, they should have known his worth.
In short, Shuangyue's explanation left him more confused than before. With his current understanding of this world, he couldn't extract anything useful from it. More importantly, he didn't care how he had arrived—he only wanted to know how he had disappeared.
Shimotsuki clearly placed great importance on his identity, which made sense. Sorcerers were similar to magicians; even if they became infected, they remained obsessed with studying the inexplicable. Shuangyue was no exception.
And then there was that final question.
What was he? Where was he from? Who was he?
A question both simple and complicated.
He was human. He came from Earth. As for who he was... well, that was harder to define.