Chapter 552 – The White Winged Grim Reaper (8)
You want to bring your son back to life?
‘… Oh, is that so?’
I could see why these guys made themselves so loyal slaves.
Even in the 21st century, company presidents often cry out loud, but what they say about ‘loyalty to the company’ is actually the sound of a dog eating grass.
If you take pride in your company, is that a mental illness or a love for the company? Just like that, people who have self-respect go too far and ignore others, saying that they work for a large company, and then their lives end up being fucked up.
In terms of work, the middle is the best, and loyalty to the company is clearly a brain-breaking area.
But very occasionally, there are people who are really desperately loyal to the company.
Like I said before, you have misguided pride——
‘Or I can’t get what I want anywhere else.’
A person’s longing and desperate heart comes not from abundance, but from desperation. What comes out of a full-fledged barn is human heart, not a rapping spirit full of swag.
Isn’t that the cause of people’s self-tortures, saying that you need to eat bread soaked in tears to know life, that artists have to starve, or that they can’t draw if the deadline is too tight?
I hesitated for a moment, opened my eyes halfway, and asked in a low voice.
《… Resurrection of the dead. Right. What did ‘I’ promise to do to grant that wish?”
─If I follow you! You said that if the day comes when you spread the world you desire on this world, you will achieve reunion with the people we want to meet again!
─Thump, thump! Gustavo hit his head with his hands together like a willing ascetic fanatic.
It is already a soul that weighs nothing, but the heart that is contained in that soul is so heavy that the sound of a head bowing is like a stone falling.
《… You learned black magic to bring your dead son back to life. Yes?”
I came to a conclusion through intuition and reasoning.
The strength of black magic is that it is powerful and deals with the dead.
Still, if he wanted power, he would have found his own way to live like the six Takari that Diavolo absorbed rather than follow Equinox.
There are many other ways to become stronger, but choosing black magic means that you are a greedy and reckless psychopath!
Of course, such bastards cannot be such loyal subordinates.
That’s why Equinox made Immortalis.
However, there was no way that Equinox would have gathered the slaves and personally gave special lectures on black magic and imitated one of the instructors, so it could not be said that Gustavo had learned black magic before meeting him.
─Yes! We only learned black magic to reunite with those who have passed away!
Just in case, Gustavo nodded breathlessly.
─But if that’s the case, I couldn’t get back what I lost because I lacked the talent I had! Even though I was ostracized and chased from all over the world and learned black magic, I couldn’t bring my son back to life!!
“But ‘I’ can. He showed them how to revive the souls of the dead, and gave them faith and hope to follow them. Right?”
─That’s right! This is a miracle that only the Master can do!
Miracles suck. It’s just a fraud under the guise of a miracle that the guy who creates such and such terrible curses and undead causes.
Well, if I had the ability to distinguish that kind of thing, I wouldn’t have done the crazy thing of killing other people’s family to save my family. It’s a waste to say that it’s tragic for this bastard.
I glared at the crouching warlock with cold eyes.
“But how? Do you have the soul of your dead son? Even the soul is destroyed, and the disappeared cannot be revived, can it?”
According to my reasoning, it would be. Are these babies being deceived?
─Oh, how could you say such a thing!! You said it would be possible!!
When I asked the question as it was, Gustavo screamed as mana flowed from the wound in the pit of the stomach.
A scream of despair like a wild goose father who left for a mountain climbing after having an affair with a friend he chose while going back to his parents’ house!
——Even those whose souls have disappeared will be revived! That’s the goal of the left of the six visions! Didn’t you say
《Oh shit. Did I?”
─Aaaaa!! Did you cheat!! You tricked us!!
Surprise mom I tied Gustavo, who was about to pounce, with a mana rope and roughly defeated him.
Why is the baby screaming? I’m glad it’s a soul. Spit is not fried.
By the way, it is the ‘Left of the Sexuality’. That’s a name I haven’t heard in a long time. After forcibly calming the excited Gustavo with rune magic, it is question time again.
“So, as far as you know, the purpose of ‘that’ is also the resurrection of a completely dead soul?”
─Whoop, whoop… Yes…
Gwistabo gasped and nodded blankly.
Convince went. This place called Niflheim can be known just by looking at how lightly we cross the fucking threshold, but it is very far from the other world that 21st century earthlings think.
‘Even though it’s a world where the dead go, it can’t be said to be a place to greet immortality.’
Even the soul has death. Just as the Death Knight perishes at my hands and the nameless goddess attains enlightenment in the forest of the Picts, the death of the body and the death of the soul in this other world are two different things.
Extinction of the soul.
That is the real death that comes after physical death.
As I expected, even Equinox, who resurrected the backward Corutus, could not resurrect the soul that had faced such complete annihilation.
I don’t know if the baby’s purpose is to make a complete resurrection possible.
But first of all, it seemed right that the Thakari were taking actions that fit the goal enough to make them sincerely believe that.
I tapped Gustavo with the spear, his eyes wide open like a drug addict.
“You said you were hunting the soul of the pharaoh, right? Then, where is ‘me’ by now?”
─You are on the 8th floor… To a strange world with the same environment as Niflheim…
That’s right. Are you waiting leisurely on the next floor?
Anyway, going around alone won’t solve anything, so it was an efficient strategy to have my subordinates and deal with the other challengers at the final gateway.
‘But to put it the other way around, it means that we also have time.’
I asked Gustavo about other things that bothered me.
Gather all the necessary information and write it down in a notebook. These chews don’t go down to report, so it’s about two days until Equinox wants to move.
Other than that, there are no bean or something, and virtually everyone gathered here. Because Gildart and I ran through everything, it was completely wiped out.
There are no more regular members of
Warlocks of the Mithril class are like wild ginseng, so it’s hard to exist and hard to find.
It is also Gustavo and his friends’ job to find their information on behalf of Equinox, who only studies magic in Niflheim, but they have yet to find a regular member-class black cow.
─Talk about it. Gustavo, increasingly blurry, spat out all that he knew.
Equinox must have been trustworthy in the curse of silence that Ji put on, and a lot of real information came out from this one guy.
—… The ‘Self of the Six Stars’ refers to those who are recognized for their skills and will by their masters, and study the magic of reviving the dead.
《It’s not an executive of
In other words, the executive team. The selection criteria, only Equinox would know.
“But those guys have already been annihilated?”
─That’s right…
As far as Gustavo knows, one was in Romania a long time ago.
And it seems that the other one recently picked it up in the ghost city of Mozuriun in Germania and searched without a word.
At those words, I nodded, recalling old memories.
‘Is it the body found in the basement where Yerna was hiding at that time?’
The bitch killed the bitch. Is this the grandson’s way of fighting or something?
As for me, I have nothing to say except that I am a fisherman.
Maybe Diavolo was also a candidate for the ‘Left of the Six Stars’.
《Anyway, to conclude, if we dig up even Equinox here, we will be able to root out the organization called 〈Immortalis〉, Its secret powerhouse, the seat of the Six Stars, and you all?”
—… Yes?
Asked Gustavo bewildered. No matter how much the screw on his head was loosened, it seemed that it was hard to hear this.
《Thank you for your cooperation. If there is a ‘real’ other world, meet your son there.”
Unless there is a dichotomy between hell and heaven in that other world.
I put my hand on Gustavo’s head. It wasn’t a twisted soul in its essence, so it didn’t evaporate even with Wolfheddin’s power, but when I consciously poured mana into it, it just became normal.
“… Hate sin, but do not hate people. That’s a good word.”
In other words, it must mean that even after you go after the guy who has bullied enough, you shouldn’t be sore.
I don’t know because I’m not religious, but I guess that’s what it means anyway.
– Jump!
I woke up happy after such a fruitful collection of information. Gathering information all at once like this, have I ever caught such a big fish in my interrogation life in another world?
No, in a nutshell.
It was the result of the combo of my elite deduction power and the magical interrogation method of forcing a criminal to confess.
I closed the notebook like that and tried to look back at Tirsi with a smile, but I was startled.
As if he managed to get out of this distorted space, the master with sky blue hair was hiding like a cat in a tree. As soon as we made eye contact with her, she jumped up and down like a baby who was woken up by a slap on the cheek.
… Rolling around.
Nefertiti, who was awkwardly rolling her eyes, came down from the tree uncharacteristically cautiously and said hesitantly to the surprised Tyrsi and half-moon-eyed me.
“… That’s because I got lost.”
“You’re not saying that’s an excuse, are you?”
“… Eww. Sorry.”
No, I don’t mean to apologize.
“Well, yes. If you’re lost, there’s nothing you can do.”
To be honest, as much as I expected to some extent, I giggled and laughed.
“Let’s go back together. According to the information, fortunately there seems to be enough time to rest for a while.”
“… Aren’t you going to ask?”
Nefertiti didn’t know what to do and wiggled her toes before she stopped and asked, laying down on her eyes.
Why didn’t she ask if he’d been spying on him when he came back alone? I shrugged her shoulders, took her tirsi and tapped Nefertiti lightly on the shoulder.
“I don’t ask. I barely noticed.”
“… Eww.”
“Well, don’t worry, I don’t doubt that this person is a warlock. If you doubt it that way, I’m in no position to say anything.”
A wizard with dark and negative mana in his body, manipulating his soul to make him confess what he knows?
He’s a fucking black magician himself. It’s not a doubt, even if I hang it on a cross, I can’t refute anything and just jump out.
I laughed lightly and said to Nefertiti.
“They did something stupid, so it looks like we have to fight again. Whatever the reason, Nefertiti-san came to fight with us again, so I’m happy enough for that.”
… Nod
Nefertiti nodded quietly and gently grabbed the hem of my outer garment.
Then, just as a child follows an older brother, she quietly followed me with her eyes down.
“… Mmmm!”
It was impressive to see Tyrsi snatching and holding my hand as if she was a little pouting or creepy.
