Candaan Elodie menggantung di udara, membuat seisi kelas terbelalak tak percaya. Bagi orang-orang yang senantiasa merasakan kehadiran para Dewa, menerima kekuatan ilahi, dan mengagumi mereka yang diberkahi olehnya, ucapan itu terasa sangat mengejutkan. Terlebih lagi, mereka bingung karena yang melontarkan pernyataan seperti itu adalah Elodie, bukan Frondier. "Eh, Elodie. Kamu itu seorang Inies, kan?" tanya Lunia heran. Elodie mengerucutkan bibirnya mendengar ucapan itu. "Kan sudah kubilang jangan panggil aku begitu." "Bukan, maksudku... kamu dicintai oleh Lima Dewa, kan?" Elodie mengangguk pelan mendengar pertanyaan Lunia. "Bukan berarti aku takut pada Rudra atau Indra." "Mereka itu temanku." Lunia, yang hendak membantah, langsung mengatupkan mulutnya. Mau bilang apa lagi kalau Elodie sendiri, si pemilik kekuatan ilahi itu, yang mengatakannya? "Lagipula, umat manusia sedang dalam bahaya sekarang. Ini bukan saatnya mencemaskan para Dewa." "...Kedengarannya cuma dalih..." Lunia mencebikkan bibir dengan ekspresi sangsi. Aten, yang sedari tadi menyimak, angkat bicara. "Terlepas dari bagaimana para Dewa memandang situasi saat ini, aku sudah memutuskan untuk memercayai Frondier. Istana Kekaisaran akan bertindak. Begitu pula Zodiac." "...Apa Yang Mulia Kaisar berkata begitu?" Sybil, yang ikut mendengarkan, bertanya. "Aku belum mendengarnya secara langsung, tapi Ayah selalu menuruti Ibu. Lagipula sebagian besar wewenang sudah didelegasikan padanya." "...Lalu, bagaimana dengan Yang Mulia Permaisuri?" Frondier yang menjawab kali ini. "Yang Mulia Permaisuri selalu menuruti Aten." "...Hierarkinya agak aneh nggak, sih?" Percakapan itu sempat melenceng dari topik sejenak. Mendengarkan obrolan di sekitarnya, Aster Evans perlahan menengadahkan kepala ke arah langit-langit. Dia bermaksud bergumam pelan pada dirinya sendiri, dan memang begitu, tapi gumaman kecil itu tetap menarik perhatian. Kehadiran Aster secara alami membuat orang-orang di sekitarnya terdorong mendengarkan kata-katanya. Bakat alami seorang pemimpin, kualitas seorang pahlawan yang akan memimpin rekan-rekannya dan mengibarkan bendera kemenangan. Saat semua orang terdiam sesaat mendengar gumamannya, sebuah tepukan tangan bergema di ruang kelas. Robald Lieff bersuara dengan nada riang dan santai. "Kalau begitu mau bagaimana lagi! Jika Istana Kekaisaran dan Zodiac sudah bergerak, kita juga tidak bisa tinggal diam!" Suaranya memiliki kekuatan untuk mengobarkan semangat orang-orang di sekitarnya. Meski dari luar mereka tampak menghela napas, di dalam hati masing-masing tengah mempertimbangkan peran mereka dan langkah apa yang harus diambil selanjutnya. "...Aten, boleh aku bicara sebentar denganmu?" Setelah jeda sesaat, Lunia berbicara kepada Aten. "Edwin, soal sistem keamanannya..." Ellen dan Edwin menyingkir ke samping dan mulai berbincang. Dengan asumsi akan terjadi serangan skala besar dari Manggot, mereka mulai menyusun rencana masing-masing. Sementara itu, Frondier melangkah mendekati Aster. Dia berbicara kepada Aster dengan suara rendah. "Aster, aku punya satu permintaan." "Kau sendiri tahu, hanya kau yang bisa memimpin mereka." "Jangan merasa terbebani. Tanpa diriku pun, mereka akan baik-baik saja," kata Frondier seraya menatap Aster yang menggelengkan kepala dengan rendah hati. Tatapannya lebih serius dari biasanya, dan kesan lesu yang selalu melekat padanya telah sirna. "...Kalau butuh pemimpin, kau juga bisa melakukannya." "Aku tidak pernah ada untuk mereka di saat-saat genting. Ketika Constel diserang, juga saat karyawisata. Aku terlalu sibuk dengan urusanku sendiri sampai tak sempat memperhatikan sekitar." "Tanggung jawab itu terlalu berat untukku." Aster hendak membantah, tetapi kembali mengatupkan mulutnya. Banyak hal yang ingin ia katakan, tetapi melihat ekspresi Frondier, ia memahami maksud pemuda itu. "...Baiklah. Kalau kau berkata begitu." Suara Frondier terdengar lega. Aster menggelengkan kepala mendengar tanggapannya. Sybil menyaksikan pemandangan itu. Di saat semua orang sibuk saling bertukar pikiran, Sybil menatap Aster dan Frondier dengan tatapan agak linglung. '...Tak pernah merasa takut....' ─Aku tidak percaya pada Dewa. ─Karena aku tidak percaya pada takdir. Kalimat itulah yang pertama kali terlintas di benak Sybil. Kini, Sybil mengukir kata-kata tersebut jauh di dalam lubuk hatinya. Tak lama kemudian, ia mengalihkan pandangannya ke jendela. "Ternyata tebakanku benar, seleraku dalam memilih pria memang tidak pernah salah." Itu juga berkat keberuntunganku. Karena aku adalah anak yang dicintai oleh takdir. 'Dulu kukira itu cuma cerita konyol yang terlalu dibesar-besarkan.' Sybil menyadari bakat yang dimilikinya. Jenis yang benar-benar berbeda dari Aster yang menerima kekuatan ilahi dahsyat, ataupun Elodie yang dicintai oleh Lima Dewa. 'Kukira aku juga menerima kekuatan ilahi.' Bukan hanya Sybil, melainkan semua orang yang melihatnya pun berpikiran sama. Bahwa bakatnya yang gemilang berasal dari kuasa Dewa. Namun, tidak seperti orang lain yang mengetahui siapa Dewa pelindung mereka, Sybil tidak tahu. 'Apa aku dicintai oleh Dewa yang pemalu? Atau aku memang cuma sekadar beruntung?' Jika kekuatan Sybil memang bukan campur tangan Dewa yang mengatur takdir. Matanya yang sayu terarah ke luar jendela. 'Kalau aku berharap semua orang Manggot mati saat ini juga di sini...' Akankah itu terwujud? Akankah takdirku bergerak membantuku? Dan jika segalanya berjalan sedikit lebih lancar, lalu secara kebetulan semua orang mengetahui bahwa itu semua berkat diriku. Semua orang akan menyukaiku, krisis dunia akan sirna, kedamaian akan tiba, dan seluruh umat manusia akan mendapatkan akhir bahagia yang tenteram dan nyaman. '...Pffft. Apa sih yang kupikirkan.' Keberuntungannya terbatas hanya pada dirinya sendiri. Selama tidak ada ancaman langsung terhadap Sybil, keberuntungannya takkan terpicu. 'Lagipula, keberuntungan itu tidak mempan pada monster luar. Tidak, apa pada akhirnya tetap terhitung beruntung karena Frondier ada di sana?' Saat Sybil bersandar pada keberuntungannya dan bertindak sembrono, dia nyaris tewas dan Frondier terluka. Keberuntungannya tercipta dari pengorbanan orang lain. Setelah kata-kata pedas Frondier, saat Sybil mulai merenungi hidupnya, ia tersadar. Keuntungan bagi Sybil berarti kerugian bagi orang lain. Dan ketika ia menaruh beberapa gram kebahagiaan di atas timbangannya, ia menyadari bahwa beberapa gram itu dirampas dari orang lain. Ia ingin melarikan diri. Ia takut bertarung. Ia takut rekan-rekannya akan terluka dan mati menggantikannya. Ia takut menjadi satu-satunya yang selamat ketika semua orang telah tiada. Ia takut bahwa keberadaannya di dunia ini hanyalah membawa petaka bagi orang lain. Suara roda takdir yang berputar. Suara takdir yang menyesuaikan diri demi kepentingannya. Meski ia tahu itu hanya halusinasi, itu adalah suara yang membuatnya merasa nyaman. ...Rupanya sudah lebih lama dari perkiraannya sejak Sybil mulai menderita insomnia.
Bab 512
Elodie's playful remark hung in the air, leaving the entire classroom wide-eyed. For people who constantly felt the presence of Gods, received divine power, and admired those blessed with it, her words were quite shocking. More than anything, they were bewildered that it was Elodie, not Frondier, who uttered such a statement. "Uh, Elodie. You're an Inies, right?" Lunia asked, surprised. Elodie pouted at her words. "I told you not to call me that." "No, I mean… you're loved by the five Gods, aren't you?" Elodie nodded lightly at Lunia's question. "That doesn't mean I'm scared of Rudra or Indra." "They're my friends." Lunia, about to retort, closed her mouth. What could she say when Elodie herself, the owner of the divine power, said so? "Besides, humanity is in danger right now. This isn't the time to be worrying about the Gods." "…That sounds like sophistry…" Lunia pursed her lips, her expression dubious. Aten, who was listening, spoke up. "Regardless of how the Gods view the current situation, I've decided to trust Mr. Frondier. The Imperial Palace will act. So will the Zodiac." "…Did His Majesty say that?" Sybil, who was listening, inquired. "I haven't heard it yet, but Dad always listens to Mom. He delegated most of the authority to her anyway." "…Then, what about Her Majesty, the Empress?" Frondier answered again. "Her Majesty, the Empress, always listens to Aten." "…Isn't the hierarchy strange?" The conversation seemed to veer off on a tangent for a moment. Listening to the surrounding chatter, Aster Evans quietly raised his head towards the ceiling. He intended to speak quietly to himself, and he did, but that small murmur drew attention. Aster's presence naturally made those around him listen to his words. The innate talent of a leader, the qualities of a hero who would lead his comrades and raise the banner of victory. While everyone paused for a moment at his murmur, a clap echoed through the classroom. Robald Lieff spoke in a cheerful and light voice. "Then it can't be helped! If the Imperial Palace and the Zodiac are moving, we can't just stand still!" His voice had the power to ignite the passion of those around him. While everyone outwardly sighed, they were all inwardly contemplating their own roles and how they would proceed. "…Aten, can I talk to you for a moment?" After a brief pause, Lunia spoke to Aten. "Edwin, about the security system…" Ellen and Edwin stepped aside and began their conversation. Assuming a large-scale attack from Manggot, they each developed their own thoughts. Meanwhile, Frondier took a step towards Aster. He spoke to Aster in a low voice. "Aster, I have a favor to ask." "You know it, but you're the only one who can lead them." "Don't burden me. They'll do well on their own even without me," Frondier said, looking at Aster who was humbly shaking his head. His eyes were more serious than ever, and the usual languidness around him had disappeared. "…If you need a leader, you can do it too." "I haven't been there for them when it mattered. When Constel was attacked, and during the field trip. I was too caught up in my own desires to look around." "It's too much for me." Aster was about to refute but closed his mouth. He had many things to say, but seeing Frondier's expression, he understood his intention. "…Alright. If you say so." Frondier's voice sounded relieved. Aster shook his head at his words. Sybil was watching this scene. While everyone was busy discussing their thoughts with each other, Sybil looked at Aster and Frondier with a slightly dazed expression. '…Never been afraid….' ─I don't believe in God. ─Because I don't believe in fate. The words that first came to Sybil's mind. Now, Sybil engraved these sentences deep within her heart. Soon, she turned her gaze to the window. "As expected, I have a good eye for men." That's also thanks to my good luck. Because I'm a child loved by fate. 'I used to think it was just an overly exaggerated, ridiculous story.' Sybil realized her own talent. A completely different kind from Aster, who received powerful divine power, or Elodie, who was loved by the five Gods. 'I thought I received divine power.' Not only Sybil but everyone who saw her thought so. Her shining talent stemmed from the power of God. However, unlike everyone else who knew who their God was, Sybil didn't. 'Am I loved by a shy God? Or am I really just lucky?' If Sybil's power wasn't the work of some God in charge of fate. Her sunken eyes turned towards the window. 'If I wish for all the people of Manggot to die here and now…' Would it happen? Would my fate move to help me? And if things worked out a little better, and by chance everyone found out it was all thanks to me. Everyone would like me, the crisis in the world would disappear, peace would come, and all of humanity would have a peaceful and comfortable happy ending. '…Pfft. What am I talking about.' Her luck was limited to herself. As long as there was no direct harm to Sybil herself, her luck wouldn't activate. 'Besides, that luck didn't work on the monsters outside. No, was it ultimately lucky because Frondier was there?' While Sybil relied on her luck and acted like a tomboy, she almost died and Frondier was injured. Her luck was created by the sacrifice of someone else. After Frondier's harsh words, as Sybil began to examine her life, she realized. Sybil's gain meant someone else's loss, and when she placed a few grams of happiness on her scale, she realized that those few grams were taken from someone else. She wanted to run away. She was afraid to fight. She was afraid her comrades would get hurt and die instead of her. She was afraid of being the only one alive when everyone else was dead. She was afraid of being a problem just by being alive. The sound of fate turning. The sound of it being tailored to fit her. Even though she knew it was a hallucination, it was a sound that made her feel good. …It had been longer than she thought since Sybil suffered from insomnia.
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