Chapter 971 – Till Death Do Us Part (8)
“This notebook is a miracle that the Veronica of the future, the dream, believed in me and left behind.”
I took out the notebook I had memorized enough to not care if I lost it and shook it.
“A retard who is obsessed with elitism on the subject of being fucked in the head. Even if you hold Odin’s seat, let alone Odin or the prophet, and your eyes to see the future are darker than the goddesses in my house, Gungnir, who met the wrong owner, will cry.”
“… …”
“The future you saw has all changed. There’s nothing going on with your sophistry. Even in such a failed future, the wives I love seem to have overcome fate.”
Even without a prophet.
He puts the notebook, which is the clear evidence of that, into his bosom. Then, with the brightest and most joyous smile since Sigurd appeared, I issued a provocation command to that idiot.
“Even if I don’t have to stain my hands with a crime like you and say, ‘Dedet~ I am the protector of mankind,’ even if I can’t protect a peaceful future by myself.”
If the power of a prophet is to be able to fix the future even if it fails spectacularly.
“We can all change the future.”
In that dream, people risked their lives to change the future. Veronica taught me that no matter how great a failure, her hope will live on.
Ark is different from the prophets who tried to know and change the future alone, such as Odin, the prophet, and Sigurd.
‘Is information sharing a double-edged sword?’
Dude, you did a good job. They say even a wrong clock is right twice a day.
Doesn’t the double-edged sword mean that there are advantages as well as disadvantages?
“You want me to be your successor? My answer is, ‘Fuck me, just give me a free gift’.”
I’m not interested in fighting against pseudo-slayer groups like
It’s just that even if you’re not interested in bullshit, you’re in ashes. I tapped my neck.
“Now leave that head here and go to hell.”
Unlike Shylock, the Merchant of Venice, I wouldn’t be scolded by the judge even if I spilled a few goats of blood while taking Sigurd’s head.
“… Whoa. This is the worst possible conclusion.”
Sigurd let out a deep sigh and grabbed Gungnir. Life burned in those eyes.
“I get it. I will kill you and reset humanity’s civilization once more. If you become a lich, there is a great fear that your power to twist fate will be weakened, but it can only be helped if you fail.”
“At last we can come to an agreement.”
We did not go on the attack even though we took a deadly stance.
Because you know. Even if we fight, it’s in vain.
“Nord von Wolfhedin. Do you know why you didn’t notice my visit?”
Sigurd, assuming a martial arts posture he had never seen before, spoke. Instead of answering, I raised my eyebrows.
“Because in this fight we can never hurt each other. Because the battles of the prophets become a meaningless repetition.”
I knew what he was talking about.
… Tatatatat, blame!!
No, it was something I noticed a little earlier than I noticed.
The sign of someone running in a straight line in a dimensionally distorted space.
“It’s unexpected that the room for persuasion has completely disappeared, but I’m not so short-sighted that I don’t have countermeasures in case of a battle.”
The asshole who must have called that ‘someone’ inside whispered.
“It is the strong will of human beings that twists foresight and destiny. If that is the case——it is time to call the most hungry human being to this place to fight against me.”
Since you can’t die and kill only with the prophets, you add another variable.
─Wheeik!!
Following that ploy, she threw herself into an isolated dimension and intruded.
“Kahahhh—!!!!”
Bryunak burst into her weeping, and the whip she wielded aimed at her Sigurd. The naturally foreknowledgeable bitch retreated and evaded, and she landed next to me.
I smiled.
“How did you know where I was?”
“I did not know. I found it thanks to Brunak.”
The materialized Bryunak beeped and sat on her shoulder, crying ferociously at her Sigurd.
Pushing back her light blue hair, Nefertiti spoke softly.
“… Hello, Sigurd Kanesh Hittite.”
“It’s a face I remember. It’s not a very pleasant feeling to have a passing relationship block your way.”
Nefertiti, who had come to avenge her, spurted death with an expressionless expression.
─Patchut!!
Sigurd’s magic, manifested in an instant, aimed at us, and I swung my spear and cut off the magic.
However, Sigurd couldn’t deal with it as if he was seeing the scene for the first time, and since I was in the same position, the group dispersed like a normal battle.
The prophecies to be repeated and the spiral of death are broken.
Damn… !
– Clink!!!
The future is shattered like breaking glass, and the dead race of the two prophets is over.
A strong willpower that is unparalleled anywhere in the world! Her vengeful presence shattered our prophecy——the spiral of fate.
I showed my teeth and growled. To be honest, I feel really cool inside.
“I’ve seen all the places to see each other, and now I just need to kill them.”
“… One thing, you don’t seem to have realized, so let me tell you.”
-Bangle. Sigurd turned his spear once.
As if the existence of Nefertiti meant that each other’s wisdom was meaningless, and that it was not at all dangerous to them.
“I obtained the throne of Odin after killing the ‘lord of the deep sea’.”
… Accurate!!
In no time, the magic circle filled the confined space. Blocking space and magic fire, which had no time to escape, was a season in which Hittite’s old technology was reproduced with magic.
Even if you are an old ruler, when you see it for the first time, the placenta cannot be destroyed and you have to suffer an attack.
Now that my foreknowledge has crumbled before unspeakable willpower, I am a little late in sensing the magic. At least she didn’t have enough energy to protect Nefertiti.
But my smile grew thicker.
“Sueuuuuu… “
From the beginning, when Sigurd tried to unleash the power of the best season that he could use——that he cherished even while dealing with me, Nefertiti unleashed his technique.
《Like a Serpent in the Desert (r-Hr.I ir.Kwi mi sA-tAn smt).》
It is her skill that I have seen many times.
However.
So, so, so, so——!!!!
The strength alone increased beyond comparison, and Sigurd destroyed the season of death that had been cherished from the front.
The magic that formed the siege disappeared in an instant.
“… …”
Sigurd’s silence must have been due to astonishment, but it probably wasn’t because the power of Nefertiti’s technique was strong.
Skills that could not be destroyed just by being strong, he destroyed all of them the moment he saw them for the first time.
It is an impossible skill without foreknowledge.
But in this fight, future foresight doesn’t mean much.
In the first place, Nefertiti does not have the power of her foreknowledge, and even if I were lucky enough to foresee her attack, I cannot afford to pass on her law of destruction to her.
So, Sigurd would have expected.
From the beginning, he said he would drastically cut our strength with a fatal blow.
And, as you can see, it failed spectacularly.
“I wonder why you screwed up the first move, you bastard?”
Ice and fire mana rotates. The moment Sigurd came to her senses and tried to defend her, Nefertiti expressionlessly brandished her whip.
─Pakang!!!!
The whip flashed with a different brilliance than Dana’s divine protection, forcing Sigurd’s open shield’s weak points, opening it and destroying it.
The javelin of the absolute sky area hit Sigurd’s body with lightning.
Urrrr.
“Big uh… ?!”
Gungnir instantly moved and killed the power, but my special move, aiming for a gap, shattered the armor he was wearing under his clothes and made him roll to the floor.
“That’s why I’m trying not to get into the habit of relying on the Power of Wisdom.”
I brushed my bangs and smirked.
“Isn’t Ji’s ability to use the Great Gulpak perfect enough to be distracted only by the future she saw and not even notice the sense of incongruity that occurred during the fight?”
A little while ago, when I was fighting Sigurd before I could see the future.
While I was killed by him 32 times in my knowledge, that idiot was killed by my hands close to 100 times.
Because I’m overwhelmingly stronger than that bastard?
It would be nice to hear that, but the truth is different.
A kill that difference of nearly 3x.
The difference came from the difference in experience.
“When fighting Equinox, you used all kinds of magic to defeat him. When you fought together with Loki, it was before you got the throne, so you showed off your original martial arts.”
This was before I married Ralilura.
I entered Shade’s dream with Lalilura, Veronica, and Loki. And there was a time when she went out with Loki for a while, leaving her wives behind.
What I asked Loki at that time was to show Sigurd how to fight, who will fight someday.
In Shade’s dreams, you can see that scene.
And it doesn’t stop there, didn’t we get a very useful item called Naunet’s Mud a while ago?
Nefertiti and I went inside and battled one strong enemy over and over again. When I’m not there, even if it’s just the two of Brunak and Nefertiti.
“I’ve already figured out more than 90% of your tactics, prickly man.”
That formidable enemy is none other than that Amdu bastard right in front of you.
All skills of Sigurd Kanesh Hittite.
We fought against it, devised ways to destroy it, and waited for the day we would fight it.
So, as soon as I met him, I ignorantly searched for thirty times and attempted a fight that seemed meaningless at first glance. Acting as if he fell for provocation.
Why?
‘It’s to see the skills I didn’t have in the past.’
Thirty-two 【Return to Time】 is a stepping stone to check the skills that were not used when Equinox was defeated!
So now, she and I have learned most of Sigurd’s techniques.
Even that law of destruction.
“Nefertiti. As promised, step back from me if you see any technology you don’t know. Leave the defense to me, and you can defeat that sea pallum until you feel relieved.”
“… Yes.”
Nefertiti let go of her deadly expression for a moment and smiled kindly at me.
“Nord. Appointment… Thank you for protecting me.”
“From now on. Let’s put an end to revenge and evil.”
We took the position as discussed.
What fills our hearts is the spirit of life and confidence aiming for victory.
While Sigurd-sama, the idiot of the world, was masturbating, dreaming of the day her successor would come in, because she and I were training again and again so that the winning rate of this fight would be 100%.
Sigurd wakes up with a hard face. I trimmed it by blowing cold, burning flesh into the tip of the spear.
“Thank you for coming to look for me, you idiot.”
What? Have you prepared for just one case?
So you brought Nefertiti inside?
I was just grateful that my wife’s enemy got drunk on the prophet mulberry and put his brain in the poop. I showed my teeth and made a small stop.
“Insurance is like this, boss.”
If you don’t want to mess with your life, you shouldn’t have drawn a red line, you criminal with a golden spoon.
