Chapter 521 – Beyond Eternal Sleep (7)
“Let’s move first. Shidanav-sama’s eyes are fierce here.”
With her permission, she moved places with Nefertiti.
A modest drawing room in the manor house was rented. I thought it would be a long story.
─Blow up.
I sat down on the sofa to outline the case.
─Pook.
Nefertiti also sat down.
Right next to me.
“… …”
Hey, you’re a jerk.
“… Zugi. If you sit right next to me, it’s a bit uncomfortable to talk.”
“… ?”
No, let’s not align the heads to the left.
I called to talk, but where is the bitch sitting next to me?
‘Look at me because I’m pretty.’
If he was a man, he would have already worn all of his arrogance.
The Church of Hathor only selects people based on their true face. I was trying to teach the twisting Nefertiti what was common sense, but I decided to quit.
Common sense suggests that other people besides me hadn’t tried that kind of thing.
Even if Nefertiti did a strange thing because he was the worst of the bad guys, I wouldn’t know if other people thought he was going to do it.
‘… If you want to become a Mithril class, do you have to have some defect in your mental state or have a screw missing?’
Except for the exception of Nara, how many normal people are there compared to those who only have a Mithril class.
It’s because everyone’s head is weird for a normal and common sense person like me to deal with. When it comes to Mithril, the mindset itself is different. Traveling is a way of life.
“Uh, so what? What I want to tell you is… What are you doing?”
When I gave up thinking and tried to speak, Nefertiti sat down on his lap and ran my hair through.
What? Show off your infinite hatred for hair roots?
As Jin was about to run out of his strange behavior that gave him no time to rest, Nefertiti, who was stroking his head, replied.
“… Compliment.”
“A compliment?”
“Yes.”
After spitting out a short answer that I was afraid I would get used to, Nefertiti continued to stir my head as if giving a command for the Dragon Fist.
She had a rough touch that was uncharacteristic of her mastery, but somehow I began to think that it was trying to stroke my hair. It’s almost like a conspiracy theory leap.
If this was the head sseudamsseudam, pear bread could be seen as a kind of expression of affection.
I laughed out loud as I was wearing my hair like a spring doll attached to the front seat of the men’s cars.
“Outside the question of whether this is a compliment, why is it a compliment?”
“A person who works hard deserves praise.”
It was a pronunciation that seemed to read the knowledge learned from others.
“Uh… What did I work hard for?”
Half humility, half thinking that there are too many things to guess.
She stared at the ceiling as if choosing her words before replying.
“You’ve killed several
“Yes? Oh, it was. It was just a coincidence.”
“Yes… But it must have been very difficult. If you’re unlucky, you might be dead.”
“That’s what it is, if you have to put it that way.”
“Therefore… It’s also my fault that you met them so often.”
Again, this is a novel opinion. I blinked my eyes.
“Are you saying those bastards came to get revenge on me? Didn’t you say that wouldn’t happen?”
“Revenge, no. Still, if I hadn’t cornered Avidus, he might not have gone all the way to Britannia either.”
Uh… So, you think you were the first cause of my bad relationship with
I asked the four-dimensional beauty whose eyes only blinked.
“Is that Nefertiti’s idea? I didn’t hear it from him himself.”
“… Yes.”
“Then you have nothing to be sorry about. Even if it wasn’t for Mr. Nefertiti anyway, that Abidus would have come to Sargadis. I’m going to dig up the underground tower that was there.”
“Abidus.”
“Yes. Avidus.”
Nefertiti had left before the remains were discovered, so he was oblivious.
But anyway, blaming it on Nefertiti would be ridiculous. It’s just that everywhere I went, they swarmed like cockroaches.
“Isn’t that the exact opposite? If it wasn’t for Nefertiti, I think I’d be dead already?”
I shrugged and smiled.
“Then you have nothing to be sorry about.”
“It’s not that I’m sorry. Thank you.”
Nefertiti spoke quietly.
“Even the guys I couldn’t get rid of… Because you knocked me down instead.”
“Hehe. What. It wasn’t even free labor. I was even worried that I might have killed the people Nefertiti wanted to defeat instead.”
─Nod.
I don’t know what that means, but she nodded her head anyway.
There are so many examples of this person’s nod that I have no idea what it means. Shit, that’s a bit embarrassing. Even against the royal family or the Senate, he was a bad opponent for my elite, who was able to see through the meaning of words.
“But now… I have nothing in return.”
Oh, I know a little bit about this. I’m getting a little grumpy.
If you look at the slightly lowered angle of your eyebrows, you’re probably right.
In any case, it was a very good opportunity if she had any sense of her debt or gratitude to me.
“… Hmmm. Would you like to hear my suggestion then?”
Now I’m back to the main topic.
To Nefertiti, who always twisted her head this time, I explained the situation in a bitter tone.
After that, while I spent an hour explaining, Nefertiti barely said a word.
Occasionally, when I asked a question myself, I answered briefly with a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ and it was gone.
If he didn’t answer the question properly with his blank expression, he would have misunderstood that he wasn’t paying attention to what he was talking about.
“… Yep, good I’ll go with you.”
Was it like that? Even though I had expected it, I let out a sigh of relief when such an answer came back.
“Thank you. The intent is to locate and capture as alive as possible while blocking escape routes or damage extensions. The more power the better.”
─Whew. I said, sweeping her chest.
“Of course, if I find out the base or location of the enemy, I will speak to Nefertiti one more time.”
“Yes.”
Is this the end of the talk? It feels like the really important part is over soon.
I got up and asked for a handshake. Nefertiti lifted his butt from his couch a second or so late and took my hand. He moved like he was asleep.
“Thank you for joining us. Please take good care of me.”
“… I am.”
Nefertiti looked at my hands and face in turns and gave a small answer.
It was a tiring conversation, but anyway, your strength has increased.
It’s a very unreliable feeling in everyday life, but when it comes to fighting black magic love, no one else could be as trustworthy as she is.
***
It was an early night, less than an hour after the sunset.
Alishik’s night view is brighter than usual. Fires, as if trying to dispel the darkness of the night sea with lights made by their own hands, were commonplace in this desert port city, but on that day, more light was shining.
“~♬”
The blonde woman sang an old folk song and looked at the night view.
A tall building that would make it difficult for even the strongest warrior to survive if it fell.
Sitting at the top of the spire of the most expensive inn in Alishik, her gaze had been fixed on the arena for a while.
The name of the skill contest is only in name. In fact, there was no blood splattered there, and it was no exaggeration to say that the golem workshops were fighting a war.
There was no doubt that the place where Alishek tonight shined was over there.
Only, she, who was not interested in the fight between stones, turned the wine glass that did not suit her place in her hand as if it was a pity.
Her long blonde hair hung down to her toes, fluttering in the sea breeze and making even the Milky Way glisten.
Her attire was reminiscent of a madam at a high-class bar that serves celebrities such as aristocrats, but that alone could not hide the nobility of her woman. She was the eye of someone who was used to manipulating people with their jaws.
Of course, she also likes beer, which doesn’t go well with her appearance, but when watching the night view like this, red wine suits her taste.
Depending on the side dish, alcohol can deepen or weaken the taste.
And ── She didn’t come here to see something like a golem’s melee where she didn’t die fighting or get bloody.
It was a building with no taste for artistic beauty, but there must be some sights that can only be seen here.
〈──What are you doing here?〉
At that moment, a shadow suddenly appeared behind the woman.
White flames flickered in the empty air. It was a fireball of mana that could only be seen as a human silhouette.
‘Are you watching the fight? It’s a hobby, it’s a job.〉
The woman was not surprised and answered. Lipstick marks left red on the wine glass she had put her mouth on.
As if she was looking for something to read in the newspaper, the bored woman looked at one place with a completely opposite expression this time.
Satis’ hounds and several warriors were running in the dark taking advantage of the night.
〈… Why is the regular report delayed?〉
‘Don’t be so angry. Immortalis’ movements were rougher than I thought.〉
“Has the investigation been completed? How many?〉
The woman opened her golden eyes and raised her fingers.
A silhouette of white flame wriggled.
〈Are all of them full-time members?〉
〈What is the composition of the members?〉
“Ah, that’s right~ that’s right. If you add the guy that Jerna seems to have killed in the Ghost City, isn’t she actually the last cadre left in this city?〉
Even though the two prominent figures were having a conversation, the people passing by below did not notice them at all.
Even the people who often raised their heads in strange ways blinked and went back to their work as if they didn’t notice anything wrong.
The silhouette of the white flame said.
〈The ‘Left of the Six Stars’ mentioned in Immortalis is not the concept of an executive.〉
〈Do you need reinforcements during the operation?〉
〈… Hehe. Who are you talking to?〉
The woman rose from the top of the spire and glared coldly at her silhouette.
She ignored the woman’s restraining voice, and her silhouette dissipated like a ball of thread.
The woman, staring at her empty space, hugged her knees as she sat on her steeple again.
Her wine glass, which she had set down, disappeared as if melting into the darkness of the night. The woman who looked with interest at the people besieging the lair of warlocks suddenly looked back at the arena that she had criticized so harshly.
As if there was something worth seeing there as well.
〈… It’s called ‘Immortalis’. It’s a surprisingly good name, isn’t it?
The Queen of the Death Gods hid in the night sky and giggled.
