I stared at the Prophet blankly, only moving to blink my eyes.
It took quite a while for me to understand exactly what kind of bullshit she was saying.
â...What?â
âI'm saying let's kill the thing inside Lady Tristan's body. It wonât be a bad deal for you too, no?â
â...â
Hearing her saying it so casually once again confirmed that I didnât hear it wrong.
âWhat are you on about?â
â...â
If she didn't know what a Devil was, then I would've assumed that she was just ignorant.
However, considering what this punk had done so far, there was no way in hell that she didnât know jackshit about the Devils.
â...â
If anythingâŠ
Compared to me, who only knew about the Devils because of my knowledge of the game, it felt like she knew a lot more than I did.
As if she had âexperiencedâ them herself.
âWe can kill Devils, you know that much, right?â
â...â
What she had just said proved it.
She was right. Well, you might be aware of it since the Final Boss of Sera was the Gray Devil herself. This heavily implied that the Devil could be âclearedâ.
And the implication was correct, you could kill the Devils, as long as you met the conditions, that isâŠ
As I silently glared at her, she continued with a shrug.
âBesides, the ones youâre trying to protect are the Devilâs âVesselsâ, no? Not the Devils.â
AndâŠ
Just like that, she casually talked about the most important part.
She knew exactly the driving force behind why I always prepared for the upcoming incidents, even when I had to wreck my body here and there.
âJust think of those Devils as parasites that stick onto those Vessels. Ultimately, those dregs will only have a negative impact on the Material World anyway.â
â...â
âAlso, because of your actionsâŠthe Vessels, the Hero, everything really, isnât proceeding the way you thought it would. Iâm just giving you the option to make the story âunfoldsâ in the direction you want. Shouldnât you thank me for that?â
I silently stared at her for a while.
Then, I said with a sigh.
â...Tell me, why are you trying to kill the Gray Devil?â
Right, this fucker had been particularly obsessed with Eleanor, hadnât she?
She even went out of her way to use a whole chapter boss to divert my attention just to kill Eleanor back at the Forge of Struggle.
"If you know the reason, what are you gonna do with it?"
Laughter was mixed in her voice as she replied.
There was a heavy tone of sarcasm in that laugh, as if to say, âWhat can you do in this situation anyway?â
âYou canât use the Holy Sword and the Devilâs Vesselsâ help wonât be able to solve the problem perfectly, considering the opponent is a Vessel bearing three Fragments. Do you even have another option if you were to reject myââ
âIââ
Before she could finish, I cut her off in a low voice.
ââAsked âwhyâ you want to kill the Devil.â
â...â
âDonât you think itâs strange that those words even came out of your mouth?â
At my words, she went totally quiet.
For the first time, a crack formed on her relaxed demeanor.
âYou said the other punks were changed because of me, right?â
This punkâŠ
Said that Iliya, Elanor, and the other punks were all affected by the butterfly effect that I had created.
âBut, the same goes for you, doesn't it?â
â...â
I continued as she stayed silent.
Actually, seeing her moves so far, there were a lot of things that I thought were strange.
Her title was the leader of the Devil âWorshipersâ. In the original game, her moves were purely focused on trying to resurrect the Devils.
Her cunning tendency to move secretly was the same. But seeing how she was trying to openly coax me into killing a Devil, her disposition was extremely different from the Prophet in the original game.
And, if I were to guessâŠ
There was a very simple, very basic reason for such a difference.
âYou.â
I continued calmly.
âAre not the original âProphetâ, arenât you?â
I could feel her breath stop at once.
Which meant I hit the bullseye.
âI don't know how you got to your position, there are so many possible scenarios that I could think of, howeverâŠâ
I could sense her widening her eyes behind that mask.
From the atmosphere around her, I could feel that she was completely taken aback by my words.
âHowever it was, you arenât the âoriginalâ, am I wrong?â
â...â
This punk, somehow, got to her position after she got rid of the âoriginal Prophetâ.
She wasnât someone who existed in this world from the beginning, rather, she was one of the elements that changed as I entered this world.
â...â
And there was a high chance thatâŠ
This punk was one of the people I knew.
Although I wasn't completely sure who she was yet.
â...Back to the topic.â
I said with a sigh.
âFirst of all, I refuse your suggestion to kill the Devil.â
â...But why? Is there even a way for you to solve this situation?â
âHonestly, no.â
I could probably guess why she had made such a suggestion in the first place.
It was most likelyâŠ
Because something bad might happen to me in the future because of one of those Devils.
Since Sullivan and this punkâŠ
Had shown several times that they were morbidly wary of the âother Devilsâ.
HoweverâŠ
âYou said that the ones I want to protect are the Devil âVesselsâ, right? Not the Devils themselves.â
And that their existence would only bring negative impacts on the Material World.
Well, that part was true.
They were so powerful that they could twist the world just by showing their faces. That was something that Eleanorâwho only had two Fragments at the timeâcould do, let alone the Devils themselves.
HoweverâŠ
âBut, the Devils have their own personalities, no?â
â...What?â
After the Prophet asked that bewilderedly, I continued in a calm tone.
âJust like humans, they are able to think, they have memories, they feel emotions. Am I wrong?â
â...â
âThey said they like me. All of them did.â
ThenâŠ
My answer was already set in the stone.
âSince thatâs the case, all of them are my women.â
â...â
I could feel the Prophet opening her mouth wide as she found my words ridiculous.
Then, I continued with a grin.
âSo, don't touch them, or I'm going to kill you, okay?â
Silence.
The ensuing silence continued. Æreeđ€ebnÏvel.com
The Prophet stared at me silently. She didn't seem dumbfounded or angry, just completely bewildered.
[Oy, Boy King. Mister. Wake up!]
[Uh, oh, ooh? W-What's wrong?]
[Applause time! This bastardâs playboy level is peaking!]
â...â
_Caliban. _
_Please. _
Shut the fuck up.
â...Well then.â
I left the Prophet be as she was sitting there stunned and looked at the window popping up before my eyes.
It was about time.
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âI have to do anything I can about it.â
If the wind will not serve, take it to the oars.
As always, it was the time to wreck my body again.
â
â...So.â
Iliya awkwardly muttered while looking around.
Until just now, she had been feeling quite dispirited.
All day long, she had been stuck in her room, depressed, since the Holy Sword did not choose her to be its master. But now, she couldnât afford to feel that way anymoreâthough, she didnât know if it was a good thing or not.
BecauseâŠ
âWhy are you all hereâŠ?â
âWhy are you all hereâŠ?â
She asked with a trembling voice, but nobody answered her.
Eleanor, Riru, SerasâŠ
Surely, she had seen this lineup before somewhere.
âŠAll of them are the Devil's VesselsâŠ!
The air felt really heavy because every one of them wore stiff expressions and were all tense.
âPlease, someone, say anythingâŠ!â
âDonât be too hard on them. Everyone is preparing themselves here.â
Eleanor, who was sitting on the sofa while wiping her sword, said that.
While she looked the most relaxed among them all, her expression was also pretty stiff.
â...Preparing for what?â
â...Did the spirit not come to you?â
Spirit?
What kind of bullshit is she talking about?
As Iliya thought so with a perplexed expression, Eleanor only shrugged and replied.
âWhatever. Forget it if you donât know. Thatâll be one less competitor for me.â
â...â
The other women didnât say anything, but they all seemed to agree to her words.
They were all nodding quietly, with stiffened expressions.
âBut why did you all come into my roomâŠ!â
â...That is probably because you are the only person they are quite comfortable with. They seem to think this is the only place to kill time.â
â...Excuse me?â
âJust look at them. None of them has any social skills whatsoever, they donât even have any friends in the same year as them.â
â...â
âAnd you are the only person they can talk to quite comfortably.â
â...â
Thatâs true.
Is lacking in social skills one of the requirements to be a Devil Vessel, I wonder?
âBut, I still donât understand anything hereâŠâ
Still, it did not make sense for them to do this without any explanations.
EspeciallyâŠ
Since one of them looked as if she was in an extremely serious condition.
â...â
Iliya looked at Yuria, who was sitting quietly in a corner of the room, with worried eyes.
It was actually Iliyaâs first time seeing her after she caused Dowd to lose consciousness a while back.
On the outside, there seemed to be nothing wrong with her. She was only quietly reading the atmosphere, as always, without making her presence known.
HoweverâŠ
As someone with the Eye of Truth.
Someone who could see through someone elseâs ânatureâ.
Iliya could see Yuria's exact condition.
_âŠIt looks like she's almost on the verge of committing suicide. _
She was empty.
The girl who used to live the world properly even though timidly, was now perilous like a candlelight in the wind.
â...â
It got Iliya to think again.
What exactly was it that they were âwaitingâ for to the point that even a girl in such a condition was here?
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âAt least give me a hintââ
Iliya was about to continue her wordsâŠ
But, she stopped, since she didnât need such an explanation anymore.
Because before her sentence even finished.
-!!
-!!!!!!!!!!!!
-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A huge flame.
Accompanied by a roar rang out in all directions, as if it were tearing the whole night apart.
âIt has begun.â
As Eleanor said so with a low voice.
Iliya's eyes trembled as she glared outside the window at the column of fire rising up.
It was definitelyâŠ
A sight that was etched in her memory.
â...The Crimson Night?â
The night sky.
Was dyed red by the crimson /genesisforsaken