Chapter 209 – Mitra (8)
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The distant halo of light faded again, and when I opened my eyes, I saw an infinite space of pure white.
It was a familiar space.
“… Did you get all your memories back?”
A voice suddenly heard. It’s a voice I’ve heard a few times, but now that I’ve heard it, it’s more familiar to my ears.
This is the dimensional gap where Mitra resides.
While I was recovering my memories, it seemed that he was by my side.
“Substance.”
“Oh, then?”
“I don’t remember fighting Baal.”
“It can’t be helped. Your memory is completely destroyed. The only way to recover memories is to re-enter new memories…”
In other words, even if you want to retrieve ‘my memory’, I don’t have it, so instead, a record stored in the world…
In order to use records commonly referred to as 〈 Akashic Records 〉, my memories were sealed and I was sent to the point of reincarnation.
To put it in a word, it’s like saying that you’ve spent a hundred years in a fantasy that’s extremely true to reality.
For the same reason.
“There is no ‘record’ of the fierce battle between you and the demon king.”
Strength and power.
Power versus power.
Especially because of the characteristics of the power of nothingness, the magic of emptiness that erases everything. It’s understandable.
Still, it’s a pity that it’s a pity. Even if you fought in a weakened state, it would be nice to have experience fighting the demon lord yourself.
Still, what can’t be helped is unavoidable. Let’s have regrets about what we can’t do. Quickly brush off your lingering feelings, hesitantly… I saw a fidgeting goddess.
“So.”
“… Yes?”
“How do you see it? Do you think I can defeat the demon king who has fully descended?”
“… That.”
Immediately after realizing that I had regained my memories and realizing that I was standing in this strange and unknown world—I checked my condition.
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The status window was distorted, and the letters except for the name were broken.
It’s not broken.
The status bar was no longer able to measure my bowl.
The strength I had lost filled my body. Spiritual awakening, shedding, ascension… Whatever you call it, the phenomenon has reconstructed my body.
Grand Arc Mage.
Jinjo.
The power of the stars permeated through the protection of Mithra, the sun god, the favor of Luna, the moon god, and the Libra contract.
Shim, Ki, Che.
All elements are at their peak. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he obtained 〈 Divinity 〉.
In fact, Mitra’s voice, which had originally been heard from afar, sounded normal, as if it were a human-to-human conversation.
So, I asked.
With this current power, can Baal, who has descended completely, be defeated?
“… I bet you can’t.”
Indeed, is that so?
As I was nodding my head at the answer I was expecting, Mitra muttered in a gloomy voice.
“Sorry. I can’t be of any help… You, more than anyone, cheered me up. To be honest, there’s a chance you could defeat Baal on your own, of course, but…”
“Then it’s not a happy ending.”
“Yes. … Without you, it’s not a happy ending. Not just me, everyone thinks so.”
It was a pleasant word.
I had no intention of sacrificing myself like Hogu, but if the situation ever came, if I had to be with Baal, I would probably do it instinctively.
It’s a role I can’t, or don’t want to, entrust to someone else.
While I was thinking that, Mitra made a statement.
‘That’s not a happy ending for everyone.’ So, please don’t do that.
It may be an illusion, but it seemed as if I had heard other people’s feelings, so a small smile leaked out. You can’t do something like a suicide attack after hearing this.
“… Please don’t laugh. I am serious.”
“I’m serious too.”
“Eww.”
The sight of her benevolent face, the beautiful woman in the red with her blonde hair hanging down to the floor, making a pouty expression, was quite refreshing.
This woman, was she originally this kind of personality?
In her memory, I think she was more serious and strict.
“Right now, I am a goddess, but at the same time, I am also the author of 〈 Blue Lily Garden 〉…”
Is it. You can understand that I have put down a little of the burden in my heart.
“Are you okay?”
“No, it’s okay because it looks good.”
“… Oh.”
Her face turned red.
“Hmm. Let’s finish talking… Even for you who have attained prestige, it is unreasonable for you to face Baal alone.”
“What about the other children?”
“Of course, the most threatening power of Baal is counterbalanced, so if your party has been with you so far, it will be helpful in the final battle… There are still other demons left, right?”
That’s it too.
I was simply convinced. Although Baal is the most difficult, Baal was not the only one to be defeated.
Agares, Vassago, Gamigin, and Marvas.
When I fight against Baal, others must face them.
If you look at each individual individual except for their authority, they are the great demons that are evaluated as being second to Baal in terms of their military power.
“That is wrong.”
Wrong.
“To the extent that Baal wouldn’t be pushed back even if he faced two other entities… You’d better think.”
Fortunately, it doesn’t seem like getting caught in the back of the head by being careless with wrong information.
If she hadn’t been pointed out by her here, she would have been in trouble for thinking Baal’s sheer brute force to be the level of accident she had actually encountered.
The right information is so important.
“Then why is Baal known to be on par with the other four demons?”
“Well, if you use 〈 Blue Lily Garden 〉 and assume that Baal’s power is at its original level, no matter how you run the simulation, you won’t get a happy ending…”
Even that last part couldn’t be calculated properly, considering that Mitra created an appropriately happy ending with pure creativity, I can feel how hopeless this continent without me and my sister is.
“Now?”
“… Now.”
But in her memory, as she told me, I am this regular that would not have come out by any calculations.
Originally, this person who would have died after injuring the demon king, but who does not appear in the main story even though he may have had a great influence on the flow of the world.
Nonetheless, I survived. Although he lost his memory and power, he has overcome even that now.
Mithra affirmed, raising her hand over her voluptuous breasts, as if she was swearing to herself.
“… I could. No, I do. You are… Because he is my proud champion.”
“Is it a prophecy?”
“It is a prophecy.”
“It’s an oracle from the sun god.”
“Trusts are always fulfilled.”
Huhu, he warmly stares at me with a benevolent smile. It was like a mother’s eyes looking at her proud son.
“Anyway, Iris must be disappointed.”
“… I hope.”
I guess I’m a bit hesitant now.
“… I guess it’s time to go back.”
“Yes.”
Although I have ascended to godhood, I am in an incomplete state. In addition, in the first place, the dimensional gap is a place where even those with divine powers were not originally allowed to visit.
I’m a special case.
At the same time as my spirit is about to wake up, my living spirit, who has been staying here, is trying to return to the body.
“… Finally.”
Mitra carefully grabbed my hand, which was getting blurry.
Is there anything you want to say?
“… Good luck.”
Indeed.
“I’m sorry, but I already have an owner. My victory is with my sister, Leticia, Iris, and Anna…”
“There are too many! What’s more, I didn’t even confess, but this nuance as if I was dumped! Because you don’t like it?”
It was a really enjoyable ending.
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With my daughter
With a bell, the bar accident tugged at the tension he had let go of.
A black orb that appeared right after manifesting some kind of magic. Was it really high-class magic comparable to ‘authority’, or was it really authority itself, so it didn’t work against physical blows from the outside?
Vassago, who failed to break the sphere in the end, prepared for his enemies to come out of it at any time.
Ready to kill in an instant no matter who comes out at any time and in any way.
In fact, with the intention of making him regret that he had hidden there, Vassago unleashed his own power to the limit.
The wisdom and the power of choice, which leads to results, is close to victory when an environment is created in which someone can freely use it without interfering with it.
Because of that, Vassago——was confident of being a great devil comparable to the demon lord.
Even so.
“… What.”
Thump, thump, thump——!
The trembling heart was sending a warning to the great devil’s instincts, which ate emotions and learned greed and arrogance instead of fear and tension.
A tingling sensation down the spine.
Vassago broke into a cold sweat at the unfamiliar feeling to a demon who had been close to being a transcendent since birth.
“… What is going on, what is going to happen?”
Even if you urgently use authority and try to peek into the future——
“… What the hell is going on inside me? What the heck…”
Power goes into the hand that opens the book. The veins on the back of the hand trembled, and a jingle… , Bells rang out with tremors.
“… Why can’t I see the future?”
After Vassago was defeated by the demon king, he felt fear for the first time.
Wow-!
The sphere split.
The Great Devil instinctively scans the bookshelves and scatters intense lightning bolts——.
Kwajik!
A white hand protruding from the sphere caught the lightning very easily and extinguished it.
“… The face I see after a hundred years is still ugly.”
Radiant blonde. Sparkling red eyes. Pure white skin and an upright waist.
Scarlett Tepesh has returned.
