Chapter 571 – Heirs of the Goddess (8)
“——This idiot. Didn’t you say no?”
It was an answer that didn’t seem worth thinking about. Sehetefibra stopped looking at my complexion and straightened up.
“The dead should not come back to life without a price. Even I’m a pharaoh In my lifetime, I hoped for a resurrection according to tradition, but now I fully understand that it is a dream that cannot be realized.”
《Thubble, is the balance of the world really that important?》
Enough to protect it even after being pierced with solitude to the point of fainting in this fucking world?
I didn’t fucking understand. The Underworld was a place where I felt like I could be 360 degrees savage and come back to my senses in just a few days. Sehe Tefibra must have spent hundreds of times more time there than she did in her lifetime.
No one would say anything if I left after enjoying life as much as everyone else.
“You don’t seem to understand, do you? Please explain a bit more.”
Sehetefibra smiled at me who did not understand.
“Where… It looks just fine. Now, let’s look over there.”
Sehetefibra pointed to the buildings far away at their feet.
These were the buildings that I found not long after falling into the frigid hell, where I could feel the human touch.
«Originally, this Niflheim——the Underworld, called Duat in my country, wasn’t like this. It’s cold and barren, but I learned that it was a world where souls rested under the protection of the gods.”
“You speak as if you’ve been there.”
“I had to look around. If it hadn’t come out of the pyramid, how would it have reproduced that scene? In any case, the current underworld is where God has been lost and the meaning of existence as a resting place for the soul has been lost.”
Sehetefibra put her hand on her waist and said.
《Originally, this place was a resting place for souls after death… After his death, he became a slaughterhouse where he had to suffer one more miserable death. Unbeknownst to me, how many souls have become prey to the giants living in the snowy field?”
“That’s why you can’t resurrect.”
《Of course. I, who had virtually neglected their deaths because of the laws of the underworld, now come and resurrect alone? That’s funny. Besides, even if I go back to this world, I’m only a soul, so I’m just an insignificant meow.”
“How many people would you have saved just because you came out? And you have no obligation to do so.”
“I didn’t have the duty, but I might have had the ability. Of course, even if I had an aspiration to replace God, how much better the outcome or means would have been compared to that rich bastard.”
Sehetefibra, who was laughing at what was funny, pointed at me.
“So I won’t be resurrected. If you understand, just go back. Having almost lost neither the pyramid nor the power of my powers, I am now an ordinary girl who knows how to use magic. Like other souls, they must wait for the proper extinction.”
I sighed feeling a little uncomfortable.
I sat down with a sound that sounded like an appropriate extinction. If we leave, where will this homeless Jammin pharaoh go? Even the pyramids were all destroyed.
It is almost certain that you will be eaten by giants or freeze to death, but no matter how much you have no intention of surviving, there is a degree of misery. It’s not like he’s committed any mortal sin.
So I persisted in speaking a few more words.
“I have a few questions left. Was it because you were killed around that time that you couldn’t help Alfheim?”
“It’s a question with no consideration whatsoever. Well, it didn’t mean much in the end, but you are my lifesaver. Don’t answer As you said, I died by assassination.”
“You speak so damn cool.”
“Because it was in the past. It’s been such a long time that it doesn’t really matter.”
《… Do you know the culprit?
《The Valkyrie came several times in the middle of the night to warn us, but we just ignored it. Even when they attacked, my servants repelled them. Now that I think about it, it must have been the work of that woman named Letitia.”
And! Fuck you, are you guys again?
These bastards are the true source of all evil. Damn, how can you not wear it?
‘… Could that have been the cause of the Valkyries deployed in Alfheim Forest?’
The monster I knew from exchanging letters peeked out and killed him, so he deserves to be placed in the ordeal as a really strong monster… Is it free?
I don’t quite understand what the fuss is about.
Perhaps the
I thought that far and opened my eyes wide.
《… But wait. Repulsed?”
“Yes. It must have been to reduce outdoor activities. If she really intended to kill her, she would have come to kill herself instead of sending a few objects to the Valkyries.”
《Uh… ?》
Yes, if there was an assassination culprit, it would be possible to prevent the king from acting out.
Killing the king of a great power would be a big deal in many ways. Isn’t it obvious that the risk of their organization being discovered right away will increase?
‘But then, why did Sehetefibra die?’
I thought that far, but when I saw Sehe Tefibra’s face, I shut her mouth.
“It’s not particularly strange that the young king is displeased with being set up over his head.”
Sehetefibra’s muttering was the answer to the question.
If there is no external cause, the reason must have been internal.
A young king who receives the people’s faith.
Power struggle. Assassination.
It’s common in the flow of history, and it’s an inconsiderate question, like the words of Sehetefibra, to be willing to talk about in individual conversations.
《After death, he was enshrined in the pyramid he had completed during his lifetime. I heard it from the servants who later crossed the gate of the underworld.”
According to Sehe Tefibra, she was later buried with her mummy, and her servants explained what happened after her death, she says.
Even the destruction of Alfheim and other things that happened.
To be buried like a pharaoh. At the time, it was considered a great honor.
It is said that there are enough benefits for the bereaved families, so that there is competition among the subjects, but if you think about it, this is not the case in Earth’s history.
In fact, I think it would have been a good deal if Niflheim hadn’t been like this.
“But isn’t the Underworld really like this? Because I did not want to see my servants suffer, I allowed them to commit suicide.”
Suicide.
In this case, it would mean the immortality of the soul. Sehetefibra said calmly.
《If you are going to leave, you can leave while cursing at me. How unpleasant it was to be in the position of remaining.”
“I must have felt sorry for you that much.”
《… Huh. If you’re really sorry, isn’t it your loyalty to not leave?”
Sehe Tefibra jerked his head.
For those of us who remained, there was silence that was not short.
“Just go. The door to the underworld will be closed in the next hour or two. I won’t go back either.”
Sehe Tefibra shook his hand with his back to us.
The word “Going back” Sounds so bittersweet. I sighed.
Returning to die in the empty plains of the underworld where there is no grass and giants roam.
I wonder if he will wait for the day he will die in a snowfield where there is nothing.
He’s no longer a pharaoh or anything, and he has no reason to feel responsible.
After suffering enough solitude, can he still be this stubborn? Now it’s even admirable.
‘But ending like this is a bit of an affair.’
A bad ending like this after going through a lot of hard work is a no-brainer.
I scratched my head, organized my thoughts, and said abruptly.
“Hey, Sehete Fibra. In fact, I have the ability to make the souls who come into contact with me attain Buddhahood.”
《… You’re persistent even after saying goodbye.”
When I spoke to her, Sehetefibra, who tried to descend from the Flying Snowfield on her own, seemed a little displeased. She kept going, but if I kept talking to her, she would feel bad.
She wouldn’t want any lingering feelings on her part.
Even if he had to go down to the snowy field and whimper alone, this headstrong Jammin Pharaoh would have hoped for a refreshing farewell. She replied in a stern manner.
“I saw it too. Didn’t you destroy that lich’s soul?”
“Yes. I heard from some one-eyed people that it has the power to give rest to lost souls. I don’t know if it’s real, but it doesn’t seem like it’s going to be painful.”
Recently, I have been able to control it to some extent.
In the first place, if you can unconditionally reach Buddhahood just by touching it, it’s just Midas’ hand. So isn’t that almost a curse? If it’s a category of authority, it’s only natural that I can control it.
《… Hmm. Therefore?”
“Come to think of it, isn’t it the reward of Thoth’s ordeal that you opened the door to this world? I haven’t received a reward for saving you yet.”
Having said that, I adopted the etiquette I had learned to get to know the lord.
—Chuck, Chuck!
As I bowed down as a representative, the Valkyries I had under my command also knelt, lined up behind me like loyal knights.
The times and regions are different, but the respect contained in the movements will probably be conveyed.
《Great Pharaoh, Sehetefibra, the King of Yiwon.》
As I listened to someone gasping for breath, I looked up again after bending my back deeply.
The face of Sehetefibra, whose eyes were wide open, seemed to be of that age.
《Your envoy, Nord, has delivered the Cross of the Sun to Alfheim, the kingdom of the elves, as instructed.》
An ordeal designed by Sehetefibra on the 7th floor.
Perhaps because of guilt or regret, he couldn’t reproduce the scene with his own hands, so he made Alfheim’s salvation in the hope that he would see it with the hands of those who would come someday.
I brought up the story and respectfully placed my hand on my chest.
“I’m sorry it took a thousand years to see you like this. However, if the respected Yiwon King Sehetefibra had enough mercy left to reward this slow messenger…》
… Food. I couldn’t help but smile and held out my hand.
“Would you please give me the honor to kiss the back of Pharaoh’s hand?”
Sehetefibra looked at my outstretched hand.
The hand that guides the dead to enlightenment.
The scythe of Wolfheddin, who received the power of Odin, the god of death.
《… A short dream has been too long.”
After muttering, Sehe Tefibra held out her little hand like a child in front of her face.
“Thank you. You did a great job, you cheeky devil.”
“It was an honor for me, Pharaoh.”
─ Side.
Like a knight, he lightly kissed her fern-like hand.
At that moment, the spirit of the young pharaoh, who had not lost his lofty faith even after going through a thousand years of solitude, changed like sunlight and soared into the sky.
I frowned slightly, and somehow the sunlight, which looked like a little girl, flew endlessly into the cloudless sky of Niflheim.
Both I and she did well to make each other’s smiles.
I sincerely felt that way.
‘Anyway, I’m used to seeing scenes like this now.’
If the duty of the god of death is to give rest to the soul, Odin’s successor, Wolfhedin, might have been the procedure to complete one task by observing the soul’s achievement.
I crossed myself and looked back at Tyrsi and Nefertiti.
A little surprisingly, Nefertiti had a face as if she was going to cry at any moment. I widened my eyes and smiled at her bewildered gestures.
“We are going back. I miss the heat of the desert.”
“… Yes.”
Fortunately or unfortunately, Nefertiti did not shed tears.
Blinking her eyes, she returned to her original face. Taking her with us, we crossed the gate to her underworld.
