Chapter 355 – The Descent of the Goddess (6)
As much as the city had to be surrounded by a wall, the city in the other world was small.
So I was able to get to the manor house in no time. It wasn’t as many people as it was originally because we distributed people back and forth, but we and Minerva stayed until the end.
Some of the aristocrats who were drafted by my tongue technique went east.
By now, you should be clearing out the plentiful poop that your fellow traders have put in there.
Of course, there was an argument over who would head to that dangerous place.
However, the bickering quickly ended thanks to Minerva, a merchant who didn’t give a damn about her political standing.
Those ‘everyone’ got along well and their expressions were swollen, but Minerva didn’t even budge.
In wartime, solid and FM soldiers are needed, but I think they know why they can’t get ahead or lose their position in peacetime.
〈… There is.〉
In front of the manor house that arrived, Minerva muttered.
The target he was referring to was the priest wearing the white cross on his shoulder, or the Primors and his escorts who seemed to have formed a party with him and came to run a raid.
‘No, I thought the lady would come this time too.’
I scratched my head at the appearance of Primor.
It takes only one or two times to be surprised with vigorous activity, and when the noblesse oblige spirit reaches its peak, your actions are read.
Primor looked at Minerva and hardened his face.
〈… Coolapius.〉
She said, stopping the escorts from stepping out.
It was Minerva who spoke as if she was not worth listening to. I was surprised because her attitude was cooler than I thought, but she was embarrassed that Primor was the same, but she nodded her head a step later.
〈There is nothing more joyful than an increase in power.〉
Signatio, wearing a cross larger than his coffin, answered instead.
However, no one would say anything like that even after seeing the white-glow trees extending from the mansion.
If you look closely, you’ll know for sure. That’s a bit too dangerous.
It was to the point of thinking that promising the future was self-inflicted.
〈As long as we can go to the center of consciousness, it’s fine.〉
While we were having a conversation before entering, a scout returned from serving as an observer in the mansion. As I thought, Minerva seemed accustomed to turning people into soldiers.
〈… Excuse me.〉
It was then. Rias, the female knight, spoke to me as I waited with a spear pole.
‘Yes, knight sir. Nice to meet you again.〉
Is it noble manners to send someone without asking directly? The female knight asked me as I twisted my head.
〈Do you have any contact with a Mongolian named Yesugei?〉
〈… I do not know? I’ve never heard of it.〉
Fuck off, be scared
After calming my startled heart, I pretended to be suspicious and asked again.
I put the excuse that brushed my hair into my mouth.
〈In the past, there was a problem while entering the country, so there was a time when I served as a slave for a while. I saw you as a guest at that time.〉
〈… Oh, uh, uh, uh. That’s right. Sorry.〉
Unable to guard the expression on his face, he apologized and returned to Primor.
I realized why Primor asked such a question.
‘Is it because he didn’t appear in this situation, so he was suspicious?’
After hearing my answer from the female driver, Primor opened his mouth and looked at me. To apologize, it would be quicker to count things that are different in status, have a lot of eyes, and are not a problem.
But looking at it, I can’t seem to remember it.
Well, it would be at the level of asking that person to remember the clothes he saw at a street clothing store in Myeong-dong, but it would be absurd to ask him to remember. Were there only one or two semi-nude slaves that I looked around at that time?
It’s good for me though.
‘Are you from a slave, an old adventurer?’ And ‘I can’t remember your face?’ At the same time. Tallulah makes people in trouble in any world.
〈It’s safe inside the mansion.〉
When all the scouts returned alive, Minerva began her search. Confirming with Odin’s eyes that there was no evil magic on them, I followed behind.
A muscular man called an aristocrat’s escort—probably a former adventurer—said to me.
The answer was yes, but I thought it was unlikely.
He probably hasn’t already kidnapped all the people from the Arma Whatsigi family that he needs for his own purposes.
They probably didn’t lay a trap that would kill an unspecified number of people. If even one person from the family of the first Senate dies after doing this shit, it would be a terrible situation.
Thinking about it, it was easy to understand what a bastard who had earned a knighthood on his own would do.
I would do that too~ If you think about how to do it, that was the correct answer.
─Right!
I fired an ice beam and shattered the stone statues decorating the mansion’s garden.
When I suddenly attacked, the people who were surprised to think it was an attack were taken aback when they saw what I was doing, and when they saw me continuing to fire ice beams even after seeing their eyes.
Uh, I want to explain too. But if I turn on the beck-an, I become a speech impediment. The brain… My brain is shaking… Ebebebeb.
“No, what are you doing!”
“What are you doing? It’s blocking my eyes.〉
─Puffy!!
I was the one who worked hard to destroy whether it was a drone or a CCTV installed in the mansion, but I allowed the first bread.
Did he notice that I was focusing on the signs around me? The bitch popped out a long way from me and cut a nobleman’s soldier in half lengthwise escorting his employer.
As I looked around, the nobleman who had been arguing with me earlier was sitting down and running away, crawling on the floor.
Dude, you’re having a bad day today. Unlike me, who frowned at the smell of blood, Diavolo smiled refreshingly as he touched the blood on his sword.
I could see the annex behind the cock-splitting Mr. Pallum.
A tree reaching into the sky was growing from there as if it were natural.
Said Diavolo, drenching his gloves in blood. He was a handsome man that you would never think of as a piece of trash that made a normal person die in less than 10 seconds just by looking at him talking.
‘Did you make this? Do you think your senses are seriously fucked?〉
〈If you don’t know the aesthetics of this garden, it’s hard to understand the aesthetics of this garden.〉
Said Signatio as he removed the crucifix from his shoulder. Of course, others were also besieging Diavolo, who appeared alone.
〈I recently visited because of work, but the beauty of the garden should be emphasized when it snows. After you die, please work a little more in the basement.〉
〈Geezer? If it’s Niflheim, I’ve connected it to the original. Not under the ground, but in the sky.”
Diavolo smiled and pointed to a branch in the sky.
Signatio sighed as if spitting out.
〈… Hehe.〉
Then Diavolo laughed amusedly, as if he had seen a creative answer from a kindergartener.
〈Have you ever thought that it was strange? While your Romanian religious scriptures describe heaven as firm and clear as ‘Elysium,’ ‘the world after death of sinners’ is often referred to as the underworld (Mundus) or the underworld (Mantus).”
Minerva also intervened in the story, drawing her sword and besieging her with wizards.
To her words, Diavolo replied in an insignificant way.
〈Do you know what the biggest difference between faith and reality is? That is, reality is equal to everyone, whether they believe it or not. So this is not a story of faith.”
He pressed his thumb against his chest.
“The beginning of learning is a question. Why? Why didn’t the gods of Romania perish even after the Age of Gods reached dusk? Why did they start working with ancient civilizations? Why can’t Janus, Pomona’s name be found in the records of the Age of the Gods?〉
Again, Minerva was the type of person who didn’t put much value on opinions because they were the words of others.
What she respected was the rule of law, and Diavolo was a Motherless bastard that Article 1 of the Constitution says may be thrown away.
─Thump! Kwagwawang!!
So, without delay, her magic and arrows hit the missing mother’s pup. However, there were no scratches on Diavolo’s body.
It is not magic resistant. It was just chewing and enduring with defensive power.
Diavolo brushed off the fire from his coat and sighed at his stiff retinue.
At his feet, a crappy earthen golem was created.
─Kwadeuk.
Diavolo stepped on the golem he had created and destroyed it.
Distorting his face, Signatio brandished a cross. It was so fast that even my eyes would be blurry like fog, but Diavolo took the crazy weight with a sword condensed in darkness.
Kwaaang—!!
Signatio tried to prove his faith with actions rather than words, but Diavolo was not easy to counter.
The two warriors collided, spewing murderous intent. It was hard for me to keep up with the progress of the battle even though my eyes were slowly adapting.
The level difference was beyond imagination. I can only see something red and white rubbing against each other like a vibrating mode cellphone!
─Thump!
The two warriors bounced off each other and paused the fight before we had time to intervene.
〈──Thousands of years ago, the emperor feared and coveted the power shown by the magician ‘Arma Shunas.’
Diavolo muttered joyfully, covering the bladed sword with an aura of darkness.
〈But later emperors were obsessed with relics, not wisdom. All I can say is that it’s stupid. That kind of power, even though there’s no way you can get it with just one artifact.>
〈… …〉
“No, I can understand. Right now, our lord didn’t know anything properly! It’s only right that great power be controlled, but he doesn’t even know what lineage he came from!”
Diavolo, who said that he was happy about it, aimed his black aura sword at Signatio.
〈… What are you going to do with the name you had before entering the school?”
Like Tyrsi, the white-haired cleric growled in an androgynous voice.
Diavolo said with a soft laugh, like someone who had regained his sanity after a hearty laugh.
‘It is common for aristocratic women to enter the church, but how many cases do they reach as far as the Punishment Executioner! I want to say thank you for carrying on my mother’s blood. Thanks to three girls who helped me, I managed to make it this far!”
As he blocked Signatio’s approach with his aura sword, he drew black darkness from his hand.
Coo coo coo… !
The ground vibrates accordingly!
Damn, I was wasting my time after all! I was barely aware of it, but there was no time for me to intervene in the fight until now!
I just let out the annoyance of procrastinating on my stomach.
‘Hey, you bastard! Explain to the end what you are trying to do!!〉
Flying up into the air with magic, he raised his sword and shouted.
Zuzuzuzuzuzuzuzu!!
The tree of light that stretched to the sky sent a huge amount of mana to the annex as if blood vessels were pulsating.
The tree disappeared, and an ice flower bloomed in the annex.
However, it was a bit too big for a flower. It was to the point of overturning the entire annex.
Damn…
Crystal-like ice soared into the sky from the collapsing building as it cracked.
The ice crystals were pulverized and scattered in the air, as if releasing restraints. Only the people inside were left behind.
This time, I didn’t miss it and confirmed it with my body vision, so I forgot the situation and became dazed.
“… Ha, fuck.”
Giants that exude cold air.
Niflheim, where those bastards live.
A ritual to open the door leading there.
The first wizard I had a party with.
And ice magic, which she used to specialize in.
After such memories of the past piecemeal through the sea of neurons, I let out a sigh from my mouth.
“Fate is such a fucking thing.”
Sympathizing 100% with the pair of snow shoes, I saw a familiar woman stepping down in front of us with an expressionless face like ice.
Tirshi, who had a lot of mana, looked at me with empty eyes like a doll.
