Chapter 205 – Chapter 198 – After the Gods Pass (5)
Hernán continued his words as he looked at the women who had become quiet.
“I want to know if Potty is a demon, and whether Potty and my children are half-human, half-horse.”
“Dae, why?”
Embarrassed, Potty widened her golden eyes.
“No way… If I were a demon, would you throw me away?”
“No. Until now, did I discriminate against Shafi and the children who came out of the Sharpie because they were demons?”
“Oh no! Not at all.”
When Hernán immediately denied it, Potty looked relieved.
Of course, after that, a curious expression appeared on his face.
“Then why do you want to know exactly why I am a demon? Are there any important secrets there?”
There is
Forty you know.
Or is it just because I don’t remember?
“… !”
Marina also opened her mouth as if thinking of something, but she hurriedly closed it.
Hernán pretended not to see the saintess who had made a wish with him in the garden and recalled the seventh wish he had made to the demon.
[Please take responsibility for the souls of everyone here and the children to be born]
It was a wish I wished for because of the uncertain future after leaving.
Demon God replied that he would try to do this.
However, an unexpected answer was also given that only mankind is included in the scope of responsibility.
When the stunned Hernán protested, he only laughed and asked for more wishes.
He said that if he made a wish, he might be able to help.
In the end, in this situation, if Forty is a demon, the number of people who are anxious about the whereabouts of their souls in the future will increase significantly.
“It’s because I’m curious rather than a secret. You need accurate information so you can deal with an unexpected future, right?”
Hernán held back his expression from hardening at the unpleasant memory and answered Poti naturally.
Potty wasn’t even more disturbed by that expression, and just muttered a little.
“I-I’m going to the land of demons anyway…”
Poti, who was in the rank of queen at the time Marina’s wish was written, did not seem to know what Hernan was worried about.
She might have thought it was no big deal, since she expressed it as much as possible for Potty.
After that wish, Silnia knocked Marina out, and Potty was caught messing around with Carine’s medicine, so there was no time to care about her.
Hernán turned to Sharpie, thinking it was better that Potty had forgotten.
“Did you bring your wish ticket?”
“Huh.”
The dream horse’s tail entered between the breastbones, and he took out a wish ticket.
Sharpie glanced at Carine as she fluttered her paper.
“It’s a warm wish ticket! This body always hides valuables deep inside so that I never forget them!”
Karine’s pupils shook violently.
Unwittingly caressing her around the neck, she averted her dream demon’s gaze with her completely unheard face.
Sharpie smiled and set her paper on the table.
“The condition for activating the right of wish is to entrust the permission of a woman of a higher rank than oneself, and finally get permission from our king, right?”
The mouths of the women who were talking briskly gradually became quiet.
Silnia is the only woman on top of Sharpie right now.
In order for her to write her wish, she did not have to seek permission from Carine, Marina, and Potty from the beginning.
Now, the king’s opinion has already tilted toward permission.
Then, there is one opponent that Sharpie needs permission to activate her wish power.
“Sylnia?”
The Demon King’s tail now turned to the Elf.
“Hey! Get off your tail!”
Silnia stroked her tail with the palm of her hand as if touching something dirty.
“Don’t do that… Will Queen Silnia not grant the wish of our king, Hernan?”
“That’s your wish. Why is it Hernan’s wish!”
“You said you were curious about Hernan too.”
Silnia turned her gaze to Hernán, blocking her tail from penetrating her.
“Do you really use it?”
Hearing the elf’s whisper, Hernán looked at the wish ticket presented by the sharpie instead of answering.
When that wishing sphere is used, the demon gradually transforms into a god who uses divine power like the human gods.
Is it good or bad for you and your family?
After seeing the direct clash between the human gods and demon gods like today, these questions are more tangible.
“Give me permission.”
Nevertheless, Hernán wanted to know.
In order to know exactly who the demons, the race of demons that no one is responsible for, are.
* * *
“You see a lot of gods today.”
When Hernan received the paper with his wish written on it and held it up, Marina let out a brief impression.
He agreed to her idea by briefly looking into her eyes, and looked at Sharpie one last time.
The demon king was always looking at him with heart-shaped eyes that looked happy.
Before praying, Hernan stopped his hands and opened his mouth.
“It is active.”
A lot of sentences were omitted, but the demon king completely understood his face.
“I want to know this body too.”
The Sharpie’s tail secretly rode up on Potty’s back.
Her tail waggled around Potty’s bunny ears, then made a petting motion.
“Shah, sharpie!”
“Are Potties really my own kin?”
Sharpie’s answer didn’t have anything to quibble about.
Her demons were always alone here, so it might be a pleasure to have another demon in her position.
I thought it’s not too different from how humans are very happy to meet others after being isolated for a long time.
“… Okay?”
However, Hernán wondered if there was another reason why Sharpie wanted to know whether or not Potty was a demon.
I have no guesses.
Different races.
Different culture.
Other religions.
She is full of different things from him, this woman is always full of unknowns.
She doesn’t even show her stash, her own speed, and her defenses are solid.
Hernán turned her head away, feeling that she wouldn’t be able to see all of it until she went out here.
“Now make a wish.”
As she always does, she puts her hands in a prayer position and places her wish sphere in the middle of them.
[Is Potty a demon? If she is a demon, is she a half-horse half-blood with her children?]
As soon as the paper with the contents of the wish was perfectly placed in Hernan’s hand, the wish ticket was engulfed in black flames and a crack opened in the air above the table.
From within came tentacles that should now be called holes that suck in light itself rather than black light.
There was no discomfort like a real tentacle because it was a collection of energy rather than a substance, but I didn’t want to get close to the shape itself.
“The paper just came out.”
As soon as the tentacle came out, it spit out a piece of paper.
When Ernan opened the paper, there were words written on it that had nothing to do with the wish.
“Today in the garden… Nothing happened?”
Hernan’s voice was colored with absurdity.
“The only way to get out of here is to fill 25 people. Nothing else. We recommend filling it up as quickly as possible.”
After Hernan finished reading, everyone’s eyes turned to the rift and the demon’s altar.
Of course, there was no response from the altar, and the tentacles of the rift remained calm, asking what they were looking at.
Carine muttered as she closed her eyes as if she was dizzy.
“Crazy… If we had escaped today, we would have forcibly kidnapped her again.”
“Fuck, look at that shameless thing.”
Perhaps fearing that the demons would hear her as she sweared, Silnia could only mumble in a crawling voice.
The tentacle spit out another piece of paper even as everyone reacted in amazement.
[The garden ceiling repair has been completed, but you will have to do the minor tidying up on your own.]
“Minor? The traces of the previous life rolling around will never be trivial.”
Marina also draped her shoulders with her gloomy face.
“So, you mean I’m a demon? Is there anything else you want to say?”
Forty spoke in her tense tone, and her cracks then turned one of her tentacles towards her.
The tentacle threw an additional piece of paper with a clear feeling of annoyance and went back into the crack.
Potty hurriedly received the flying paper.
As she tried to unfold her paper, people all swarmed around it.
[Not a demon]
“… I blew a wish ticket.”
Sharpie gave a low laugh in her limp voice.
It wasn’t so bad, it was rather a pleasant laugh.
Did the demon king not want Potty to be a demon?
“Are you happy?”
Forty also looked at Hernan and the other women and put down the answer sheet she was holding in her hand.
“Since I said that I am not a demon who knows the most about demons, I am not a demon. Everyone knows, right?”
“Then, why did the God of War call Potty a demon? It was definitely a confident attitude.”
Rather, Marina looked at the paper given by the demon again with a curious look on her face.
Of course, no additional information came down from there.
Hernan also clapped his hands lightly with her reassurance and doubt at the same time.
“One thing is certain. Then let’s take a short break and then continue talking. There were a lot of important topics besides whether Potty was originally a demon, right?”
The women also went back to their seats after answering that they knew whether they were in a state of tension.
Perhaps each of them will go to a different place to sleep, or take a rest while eating the refreshments prepared here.
“However.”
Silnia, who seemed to be going to the artificial forest before anyone else, opened her mouth as she stared into the void.
“Why doesn’t that disappear?”
Everyone’s eyes turned to where the elf was looking.
There, I saw a crack wriggling its tentacles in the direction of Potty, which had not seemed to pay much attention until now.
The black rifts and clusters of tentacles, which always disappeared quickly after the wish was over, were heading towards Potty.
“To… Hey, are you drunk? What do you want me to do?”
Potty must have sensed something out of the ordinary, so he slightly raised his arms to wrap his neck and head.
“Don’t you have something to say to us?”
“Well? I do not know. Might there be more to be said about the work in the garden?”
In the end, none of the women, including Hernan, left to rest.
He kept silent and just stared at the crack that emitted only ominous energy.
“Excuse me…”
The wizard who served the demon most diligently among the warriors party withdrew from the table little by little due to pressure for no reason.
“If you have nothing to say, I-I’m done.”
It was at this moment that Forty fully rose from her chair.
A single tentacle extended towards Potty.
The problem was that the speed was enough to penetrate and kill the opponent.
The tentacles reached their target before others had time to react.
“Quaaaaa
Forty’s tearing screams filled the living room.
