This BL Novel Is Ruined Now - Chapter 240

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Chapter 240

Translator: Yonnee

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Tria had been laughing heartily just moments ago, yet now, she suddenly fell silent.

Startled, Reina hastily continued.

“It’s not about anything else, but in the revelation I mentioned earlier, there was a mention of someone called ‘Ryama’.”

—What did it say?

Thankfully, Tria’s voice wasn’t harsh. She seemed simply surprised that Reina would mention that name.

“It called me Ryama’s auxiliary.”

—Ryama’s auxiliary, huh.

A faint hint of interest flickered in the voice of the first emperor. But for some reason, she hesitated.

‘Uhmm… Ethan will be back soon.’

While it wasn’t that he particularly minded her talking to Tria, after observing his recent behaviors, it was clear that a string of obsessive words would follow.

‘So I should finish the call before he returns.’

She didn’t want to lie, but she wasn’t ready to discuss things about Ryama with Ethan yet.

At least until she herself understood the significant meaning of that message.

Just then, Tria put a full stop to the silence.

—The primordial dragon.

“The primordial dragon?”

—Yes. A progenitor of the first dragons, which includes me. That’s Ryama. Also the fifth god bestowed with Chadarr’s powers.

“The fifth god?”

Bharan, Utta, Shan, Chetrasiu, and there’s another god?

Overwhelmed by the sudden influx of information, Reina stuttered as if overloaded. Then Tria neatly clarified the situation.

—Also, one of the two gods that still remains in this world. But right now, he’s in hibernation.

“Hibernation… so you mean he’s asleep?”

—Yes. You know ‘Nakiran’, right?

The mythical island somewhere in the eastern sea, Nakiran. How could she not know it?

“Of course. It’s the fictional island that appears in every adventure tale.”

—Correct, that one. Nakiran isn’t just a fantasy or a fiction. And Ryama is there.

“……”

This is absurd….

“That’s impossible.”

—All sorts of magic have been cast to make you feel that way. By my father, Ryama.

“…Just a moment.”

It felt like she was dreaming. The stories Tria had suddenly poured out were overwhelming.

However, Reina tried to absorb the information somehow.

“So… you’re saying Ryama is one of the remaining gods in this world?”

—Exactly, my dear Reina. You’re not flustered and have understood everything.

“But how do you know this?”

—The first of the dragonfolk all know. It’s imprinted in our instincts.

Reina’s mind briefly flashed with misinterpretations of religious doctrines and stories about gods that had spread wrongly in this world.

Without saying a word, Tria seemed to understand Reina’s heart completely, letting out a breath close to a laugh.

—Aren’t you curious why all those nonsensical talks about the will of gods are just left alone?

“…Yes.”

—The truth can sometimes cause despair. There is no need to know everything.

“……”

Tria, having delivered a short but complex sentence, soon changed the atmosphere.

—So, you’ve been given the title of my father’s auxiliary, you say?

Maybe it was the overload of information she had received over decades. Her mind felt numb.

Still, she diligently responded to Tria’s questions.

“Yes. They were all very grand titles.”

When Reina explained the message that called her ‘the great avatar of Bharan and the will of Utta, the breath of Shan, the wind of Megaro, and the assistant of Ryama’, Tria chuckled softly.

—The alter ego of Bharan, the will of Utta, and now Ryama’s auxiliary. How intriguing. You’re a truly confusing being with such incompatible elements together.

“Pardon me?”

—No worries. Let’s just see what being Ryama’s auxiliary means. I somewhat understand what it implies, but that’s a story for later.

“……”

She continued with a monologue that was utterly incomprehensible.

As she blinked in confusion without being able to respond, Tria slightly shifted the topic.

—By the way, are you properly using the power of Bharan?

“Are you talking about my poisoner abilities?”

—No, not that.

“Huh? Then what else…”

—Have your hands and feet ever transformed strangely?

At the question transmitted through the communication device, chills ran down her entire body.

“How did you know about that?”

—So you have that power too.

“That power is…”

—The power of Bharan. Hmm… let’s see, how do humans put it?

Tria searched for the right words while Reina quietly mentioned the pain she had experienced in the past.

“Transformation… is that it?”

The response came back immediately.

—Oh, yes! That’s exactly it.

“……”

That the confusing and painful transformation Reina had experienced was, in the end, the power of Bharan.

‘I had no idea…’

As no response came from Reina, Tria added an explanation.

—Bharan symbolizes death, darkness, and the moon, but also represents chaos. And chaos is the antithesis of system and order, correct?

“So you mean… there’s no set pattern?”

—You really are a clever one, aren’t you? Yes, it is as you say. Therefore, if you wish, you can become anything. And at the same time, you can also be nothing. That is exactly what Bharan is.