A Transmigrator's Privilege

by Usui Takumii

not mine, wuxia world. Waiting for the translator to update.

8. 71 to 80

Shut up!

Kung-goong!

The ground where the host was standing a while ago sunk. The host rushed at me with an explosive speed.

However.

Kwagwag!

...!

The place where the demonic sword fell was an empty spot.

Shh!

I leaped into the air and caught the host from behind. At the same time as I turned half a lap back and took the steps, Serpens drew a wide arc.

Push!

Blood gushed out with an eerie feeling of flesh being cut.

Aaaaah!

The host groaned in pain. However, the red marble embedded in the hilt of the demon sword flashed and the wounds on his back were healed in an instant.

What, does the demonic sword also heal?

I recited the contents of the original to Agnes, who was surprised.

"It's about using the blood of murdered sacrifices to heal."

Of course, that was an option exclusively for the Demon Sword. There's no such thing with the Holy Sword.

Around that time, the host who had finished regenerating went mad and rushed at me.

You dare!

Chaeeng! Kagang! Kaaan!

I focused and searched for gaps while averting or blocking the host's attacks.

During the long neck-to-neck battle, the necklace rang.

There are hundreds of corpses in sight. If it's like this, there will be no end to healing right?

"If it's a simple injury."

Then either blow the head or the right arm off, one of the two seems to put an end to this.

"Let's try the right arm."

It's not because I'm afraid of murder.

Yes, he's a slaughterer that caused people to die because of his excessive greed. We can't let him go comfortably.

"Right. If we hand it over to the Inquisition office, they will show him hell."

But, Ellet.

Agnes's voice was further lowered.

It's strong. You can get hurt while trying to finish without killing.

"Don't worry."

As we were finishing the conversation.

What are you muttering to yourself!

Demonic energy exploded from the host.

Blood vessels swelled from the eyelids around his red eyes, and twitched with the pressure. Black hair fluttered high and soared.

White and black auras formed thickly on each other's swords. The host's sword cut vertically and my sword cut horizontally.

The Aura's collided

Kwagwagwagwang!

I stepped out of the crater and dug head-on as if taking another leap. It was in the middle of the dust that had arisen in the aftermath of the explosion, but I did not hesitate.

Pakijiji.

The moment the swords touched again, the aura burned impurities in the air around them and cleanly opened the view.

The host became even more powerful after exchanging his life a while ago.

The speed was equal, but as he overtook me in strength and aura, the battlefield prevailed over him.

I'll end you!

The magic sword pierced, aiming at my heart at a terrifying speed.

I opened my eyes and twisted to the right.

It was by a narrow margin.

Shush!

'Ugh.'

I felt pain in my left shoulder. It looked like a deep cut, but it was tolerable. More than that, it was a moment to focus on.

I had reached a distance that can be said to be right in front of the host's nose. It was even immediately after an attack and his vital points were defenselessly open.

I hit Serpens in a diagonal uppercut.

Hck!

A shuffling sound was heard.

The host managed to get farther than Serpens' range. Immediately there was a roar of laughter.

Haha! Where the hell are you aiming your sword...!

But there's something he doesn't know.

That my sword is a whip sword.

Whiririk, shunk!

...That...what...ah...?

Pshuushot!

A fountain of blood erupted from the host's shoulder.

K-Kuaghhhh!

Degururu.

The right arm holding the demonic sword rolled far on the floor. The whip sword chased and shattered it to pieces like a predatory snake.

That was then.

The demonic sword soaked in blood and flesh moved spontaneously and flew to the host.

Although the host clenched his teeth in pain, he held the magic sword with his remaining left hand.

Oh, we overlooked the characteristics of a Binding Sword. You have to cut off both arms.

"I can do it from now on."

But it wasn't as easy as it sounds.

The blade of Serpens, which stretched out like a whip, aimed at the host's left shoulder, but the host struck it off with the demon sword, turned around, and ran away.

Eat this!

He didn't forget to bind my feet in a mean and effective way.

The aura attack was not aimed at me, but at Thesilid.

Ellet!

"Right."

Quarreung!

I intercepted it with my aura and a flash of light exploded in mid-air, offsetting each other. In the meantime, the host, who had fled, disappeared over the ridge of the hill.

Don't chase him.

"I didn't mean to."

Even if he runs, it's inside a closed dungeon anyway. Besides, it's impossible to completely regenerate his right arm unless he slaughters thousands of people. There were no more humans to be sacrificed to the demon sword here, so there was no need to rush.

Instead, there was something urgent.

I turned around in a hurry and ran to Thesilid.

"Terry!"

He was holding on without losing his mind. His weight was pressing down on the sword embedded in the ground, and that posture was barely supporting his upper body.

Thesilid struggled to raise his head and look at me. His sea-blue eyes were out of focus.

"Ellet..."

"Don't talk. Stay still."

It seems that the only intact part was his head. As if baptizing, I placed my hands on his silver hair and cast healing.

[System Passive skill 'Healing for the Beloved' increases the 'Healing' effect by 400%.]

Come to think of it, there was this.

A skill for a healer learned by smashing Rodrigo Orsche.

It was a fraudulent passive in which the effect of healing skills increased five times only for Thesilid.

Healing at level 67 was amplified. Thesilid's body healed in an instant after taking a healing shower.

This put out the urgent fire, but he was still a patient.

Excessive bleeding, exhaustion, and thirst were physiological problems.

I took a potion bottle from the satchel bag and put it in Thesilid's mouth. I slowly looked around, waiting until he emptied the bottle.

"We need a place to lie down."

The whole area was a mountain of corpses vibrating with the smell of blood.

It would be better to move Thesilid somewhere else by supporting him, holding him up, or giving him a princess hug.

But before that, there was something to be done.

"Wait a minute."

I remember hurting my shoulder earlier. I can't get the wound to burst while applying strength, so I need treatment...

"Huh?"

There was no wound on my left shoulder.

What?

Was my wound healed while using the healing skill? I don't think that's the case?

To enhance the effect, I even made contact and intensively poured it directly on Thesilid.

Then I suddenly realized that even before I started using the healing skill, I didn't feel much pain compared to the injury I got.

That means.

"Don't tell me..."

Thesilid's left shoulder soaked in blood caught my eye. Even though the uniform was not torn, it was as if a wound had spontaneously formed from within.

It became clear.

Rodrigo dropped two skill books. Another skill formed a set with the Healing of the Beloved.

It was a skill for tanks that takes the wounds in the Healers instead, 'Guardian of the Beloved'.

As if confirming the answer, Thesilid laughed weakly.

"All I can do is...it's this much..."

"Oh, come on, you..."

This sweet potato!

You were on the verge of dying from excessive bleeding and you do that?

The moment I was about to challenge his sanity, Thesilid escaped the situation with a cheap shot.

"Terry...!"

His body leaned. As his tension relaxed, the balance of his body, which he had managed to maintain by relying on his sword, was broken.

I quickly supported his torso as he fell. It was heavy because it was the body of a grown man big enough to cover me.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sleepy all of a sudden..."

He closed his eyes with a tired but relaxed expression on his face. A defenseless state that comes from the conviction that he's safe.

"..."

With anger fading away like a lie, I leaned him on my shoulder.

Right, is that really important?

"...Good job."

It's good enough to have endured so far.

So for now, I wanted to give a rest and comfort him thoroughly.

It was impossible to rest in the middle of a field of corpses. I opened the map and searched for a suitable place nearby.

Just over one hill, there was a group of trees along a stream. I moved Thesilid, who had lost his mind there, and laid him on a blanket.

I sat next to him and poured potions into his mouth from time to time to help him recover his energy.

Thesilid's body and mind, which had been abused to the limit, seemed to have been switched off, and he didn't even show any signs of waking up.

The embodied Agnes looked down at Thesilid and clicked her tongue.

He managed to withstand an S-class boss.

"It looks like he's been fighting for at least half a day."

If it wasn't for you, he would have died. He looks like an advanced Aura Expert, but at this level, an A-class boss is the limit to fighting alone without a healer.

As expected of The Vatican's 1st Hell Instructor. The evaluation was correct.

In the first round of his life, Thesilid was weak as the protagonist of the slow-growing overpowered character setting. He was just at the right level that he could solo A-class dungeons.

But without my intervention, Thesilid would somehow have survived.

Now it's before starting the original. If the main character dies, the story does not proceed.

At the same time, I remembered the setting of the original work.

['The Spoiler Inspector' complains that the main character barely escapes the fatal wound and is rescued by the reinforcement army.]

The setting was that the host of the demon sword mistakenly thought he had killed Thesilid and let it go. In short...

'Yes, he survived through sheer luck.'

Even if all conditions were equally matched, it was impossible to guarantee that the same result would be obtained. It was nothing more than an unusable setting at this point.

The Inspector also pointed that out and protested.

['The Spoiler Inspector' says the original has been twisted by your intervention, so he asks you to take responsibility and keep the main character alive.]

I thought so from the beginning.

The Inspector made unnecessary threats because he thought I was not trustworthy.

['The Spoiler Inspector' warns that if the main character dies here, something very terrifying will happen.]

['The Spoiler Inspector' scares you that even if you have listened in one ear and thrown it out the other, nothing has happened to you until now, but this time it will be different.]

['The Spoiler Inspector' threatens not to ignore the warning if you don't want to regret it.]

Unlike usual, I earnestly listened to the Inspector's words without wasting time. Because the Inspector was giving a really sincere warning.

This is a regression world. It is like a giant clock board that revolves around the main character that works as an axis.

If the protagonist dies before he gains the ability to return, the origins of this world are shaken.

A broken clock will creak and malfunction, which will cause an uproar in this regression world.

Unexpected events can be nothing, or catastrophic, depending on the person. But in my case...

Immediately after looking back at my memories for a moment, I shuddered.

'No! I have to stop it no matter what!'

In my case, it's a disaster!

['The Spoiler Inspector' after seeing your reaction says that you seem to have read the original work diligently.]

The Inspector was very satisfied and no more threatening nagging was heard.

Why? Are you not feeling well? Your face suddenly turned white.

"No, Agnes. It's alright."

It's okay. You should rest too.

"After I take care of Thesilid."

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and looked back at Thesilid. I felt obligated to save him, so I carefully fed him the potion again.

As I watched his handsome face gradually improve in color, I felt my startled heart calm down.

'No, I don't think it's because of my mood.'

It really seemed to have a calming effect. So I looked at Thesilid's sleeping face.

I looked and stared again and again.

I keep watching without taking my eyes off him.

If it wasn't for Agnes who came into my sight, staring time would be much longer.

Hey, it's going to wear it out. Why are you staring at him like that?

"...Isn't it amazing, Agnes?"

What?

I pointed to Thesilid and admired seriously him.

"How can a person look like this? Isn't he too handsome to be real?"

...

Undoubtedly believing she gave a silence of agreement, I looked at Thesilid's face again.

His silver hair shone as if he had spun the white daytime moon with thread, and his features, including a sharp nose and deep eyes, were as delicate as a masterpiece of a craftsman.

Red lips with beautiful curves might look decadent. Nevertheless, as if plaster was spread, his white face exudes holy energy, creating a strangely even more fatal atmosphere.

Such a handsome face and such a handsome atmosphere were unique in this world.

Thesilid Argent. The setting value of our push-over free pass is...

'The most handsome man in the world!'

That was the moment.

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' comes running after receiving the keyword 'the most handsome man in the world'.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' asks where is the main character.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' finds the main character and is moved while covering her mouth because of his handsomeness.]

I followed Sister Libra, no, Ma'am Libra, and naturally brought my hand to my mouth.

"Really handsome..."

...Huh.

Whether Agnes made a ridiculous expression or not, I watched to my heart's content, wondering if I would ever be able to stare at his face if it wasn't this time.

Are you really human? If you look at his shoulder blades, maybe we can see traces of wings being cut off. I'll try to see his back later...cof. I almost became a pervert.

It was then that Agnes made a meaningful snort.

Oh, I remember. Is he him? The first love you were going to find as soon as you could leave the County.

"No."

I was genuinely pissed off.

No?

"Yes."

Even if you are still staring at him like that?

"He's handsome. It's instinctive to look for handsome men and beautiful women."

Huh, what if he asks you out?

It is a nasty prank peculiar to superiors who try to roughly weave people together. I laughed it off.

"It's an unnecessary assumption. He is a sweet potato to the bone, and he has a bad taste for being attracted to women who hit him in the back of the head."

The original story, in which the woman who everyone thought was the heroine stabbed him in the back three times in a row, proves it.

['The Spoiler Inspector' snorts, asking if you can guarantee that, being the original's destroyer yourself.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' scolds you for feeding sweet potatoes in this way as a Ropan transmigrator yourself.]

['The Spoiler Inspector' comes to think of it and is restless about what to do if he falls in love with you, who saved him twice.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' shouts to buy a genre change ticket right away!]

Right. It took a whopping 10 billion cash to be able to fall in love with the main character. Sounds like too much of a high ransom.

'Never mind. I'm not doing it.'

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' to give up love for money...]

Oh, stop it.

It felt more tiring than when I was fighting the host of the demon sword.

Oh, do you even know his taste in girls?

"Agnes."

Okay. I won't make fun of you. I'm just curious.

"What?"

Agnes' tone became serious.

Because it's not even your first love. Why do you need to be so concerned for him?

"..."

What is his identity?

The atmosphere was instantly evoked thanks to her poignant question.

This would not be only because of the sincere nursing I gave him. I have publicly said that I will go to Thesilid first thing first when the system's prohibition is lifted.

I did not hide that I was very conscious of the character Thesilid Argent.

I contemplated for a moment, confirming that the Inspector didn't say anything.

Unlike others, Agnes was relatively free from restrictions from the Inspector.

While having no influence in the outside world as she was in the state of a soul, she was a being who shared all experiences with me.

'For example, she entered with me inside the Tower of Trials.'

It was safe to say that she's almost a set with me.

Instead of glossing over, it was necessary to clearly tell the important truth.

At least until the point of regression.

But right now it's a bit uncomfortable. No matter how unconscious he was, Thesilid himself was right in front of us.

"I'll tell you later."

Are you sure?

"Yes."

At that point, the conversation ended.

Occasionally, I moistened Thesilid's lips with a potion and took care of him in my own way. A few hours went by, but in reality, it was a long time after the sun had set.

"Oh."

I fell asleep and was startled when my head dropped.

Ellet, you must be tired. You faced three S-class bosses today.

"Yes. I worked so hard today."

Now you should close your eyes too.

"That would be nice. After all, the host of the Demon Sword is also seriously injured and will not be able to move for a while."

Yawning, I flipped through my satchel.

I took out snacks and drinks and put them down by Thesilid's bedside in case he woke up while I was asleep.

As soon as I took out my share of the blanket and curled up, I fell asleep.

Cadet Ellet! Wake up! It's a big deal! The paladin!

"...!"

Hearing Agnes' urgent alarm, I jumped up.

It's a big deal? Is it an attack?

I grabbed my whip sword and looked around. However, no danger was detected.

Instead, Thesilid was not seen. The blankets were neatly folded and the food was thoroughly cleaned up, but he suddenly disappeared.

Agnes said embarrassedly.

Ugh, I thought he was going to take care of nature callings, but he hasn't come back for a while.

"How much time has passed?"

About 30 minutes?

"..."

I was silent with my sword clenched.

Let's think. What would he be doing with the habit of a Pushover free pass?

What if he went alone to deal with the host of the Demon Sword?

"That's the most sweet potato-like development in the current situation, but I don't think so."

Because Thesilid isn't the kind of guy who charges recklessly without any countermeasures.

I sighed and packed my bags.

"Let's go. I think I know where he is."

I went back the way I came. The destination was the place where Thesilid fought the host of the demon sword.

As I climbed the hill, I could see the scene of the tragedy at a glance. Hundreds of corpses lay on the ground that had turned red.

As expected, Thesilid was in the middle of the hill of corpses.

Oh my God...

Agnes continued as if she had seen the ultimate weirdo she came across.

What kind of Saint is that guy? How can he still do that in this situation?

Thesilid lay the corpses upright and closed their eyes one by one.

That's what he chooses to do as soon as he wakes up with a body that hasn't fully recovered yet. It was only natural for Agnes to become dumbfounded.

There might be something wrong with his personality. I think it would be better if he was to be hypocritical.

"He's not that inhuman. He's doing that because he needs it."

Need?

What Thesilid is doing now corresponds to 'charity' among the Seven Holy Virtues. He was now farming divine power in his own way.

I roughly summed it up.

"He has a buff that makes him stronger when he does good things."

Without interrupting, I leaned against the tree on the hillside and waited for Thesilid. He came to me after he had offered his requiem prayer for the lost souls.

"Ellet."

He continued with an apologetic face.

"I was going to go right back before you woke up, but you came looking for me first. Have you been looking for me for a long time?"

"I found you at once."

I glanced over the organized corpses, and then there was a look of perplexity on Thesilid's face.

He was concerned about my reaction because he was aware that his behavior was not universally understood.

"This is..."

"It's probably because of your duty. Good job. Drink this."

"..."

I offered a potion to quench his thirst and boost his energy. He accepted it in a daze and opened his mouth.

"Come to think of it, I'm late to say something."

"What?"

"Thank you for saving me, Ellet. I survived thanks to you."

"It was nothing."

"I also enjoyed the Ciabatta Sandwich you left at my bedside. Your cooking skills went nowhere."

"Do you want more? I have a lot."

While I was looking through my satchel bag, Thesilid smiled.

"You're still trying to constantly feed me something."

I lightly cleared my throat.

"Did I?"

"You did. Thanks for this potion too. I will gladly take it."

Thesilid slightly shook the bottle and then swallowed the contents. I collected the empty bottles that he had finished.

I think this was quite the natural atmosphere for a 10 years reunion. But I talked about it even though I knew it was strange to mention it.

"Long time no see, Terry."

"Yes, really. Long time no see, Ellet."

As if a question had suddenly come to mind, Thesilid asked me.

"How did you get here?"

"It's hard to explain, but I think you can classify it as a dungeon sink."

"Dungeon Sink? That's an amazing coincidence. If I had not been familiar with 'Strict order and Goodwill', I would have believed that a miracle had been granted."

Agnes coughed awkwardly at his bone-filled words.

Well, our god is a little strict.

While suppressing the desire to encourage conversion to the World God denomination, Thesilid asked another question.

"Back there, how come you were using Aura? I thought that divine power was your main ability."

"Divine power is my main power. I kept thinking that divine power alone was not enough, so I decided to learn the sword."

"You have mastered the sword to this level...Did you become an Aura Expert?"

"Yes. To be more exact it is the upper level of Aura Expert."

At this point, Thesilid's eyes fluttered slightly.

If divine power forcibly awakened by his stigmata is left out of the discussion, his main power is Aura. That's why he was able to become an Aura Expert.

"The little kid who had a hard time running away while playing tag in the toy mansion...how can you..."

"Yes, I had a bad time then. Because of that, I was quite shocked and started training in swordsmanship."

"The swordsmanship was also unique. Isn't that Saint Agnes' whip sword swordsmanship?"

"Oh, you got it right. My necklace is a relic of Agnes, isn't it? Agnes' soul was contained here, so I was able to learn swordsmanship. She's right next to me. She's waving at you."

"...Really?"

"It really is. Are you doubting the words of your lifesaver now?"

"No! That's not it."

"Right? Then say hello to Agnes."

"Well, I am honored to meet the hero of the continent. My name is Thesilid Argent, a paladin from the Inquisition Office: Heretic Judgment Bureau."

Nice to meet you, brother. But that's not the way. Look at the other side.

After Thesilid greeted her again, the conversation naturally led to Agnes.

As I explained that the fame of The Vatican's 1st Instructor was not in vain, I also opened up about my training life.

After listening to how I lived, Thesilid said with a smile.

"You seem to be doing well."

"Yes. I worked hard and had a good time."

My story is over. Now it was his turn.

"I."

"..."

"I've been well, too."

That's a lie.

I was someone who have read the original dozens of times, it was impossible to buy such a flat lie.

Recently, he must have been through hell in a dungeon called the Valley of the Heretics.

Even there, he must have wandered among the corpses alone while closing the eyes of those who died under his sword. Surely, that must have looked a little hypocritical.

Those corpses belonged to those who Thesilid killed to prevent the Demon King's rituals. It was an occasion that won him great recognition in The Vatican and made his reputation as a famous paladin.

Thesilid's activities spread to the kingdoms beyond the borders of the Holy Country.

Anyone who doesn't know his real struggle would talk about it even in passing to pretend to be close, but...

"Really? I'm glad you're doing well."

I pretended to know nothing.

Thinking that we had exchanged enough regards, I pulled my back from the wooden pole.

"Terry, how are you feeling?"

"As you can see, everything is fine. Thanks to you."

"Good. Then let's go deal with the host of the demon sword. I want to finish it before the backup force arrives."

The host will now be eagerly awaiting the arrival of the Salvation Army of The Vatican. Because he needs an offering to regenerate his right arm.

Thesilid said with an apologetic look.

"You have no choice but to step out because The Salvation Army can be ambushed. Thank you for being willing to lend power to the denomination."

"I'm lending it to you, not the church."

"..."

"Why are your eyes wide open? Don't worry, I won't ask you to repay the loan. Anyway, let's go find that sword."

Having decided on our plan. Thesilid and I began to move over the hill where the demonic energy was spreading in abundance.

Kuh...uh...

To the far west of the dungeon 'The Hill where the Sword of the Celestial Demon is Sealed'. Eleon O'Drek was recovering in a swamp full of Spider Lillies.

Eleon grabbed his throbbing right shoulder. The more he thought about it, the more his body trembled.

Dare you...how dare you cut my arm...! The arm of the master of the holy sword...!

His right arm showed no signs of regenerating. Hundreds of humans were killed while holding the demon sword, but the number of sacrifices was insufficient to regenerate a severed body part.

He had to kill more, but now, in this dungeon, there were only Thesilid and the woman Both were not even nearly enough. Besides, Thesilid apart, he doesn't know about that woman...

Kuh...

Recalling the moment when Ellet cut off his arm, Eleon trembled in a different sense.

He was scared.

Is this how he's going to be subjugated?

By the hands of that scary woman?

Around the time when fear swept over Eleon's whole body.

Do you want power?

...!

He looked around in surprise. There were no signs of presence, instead, black energy like ashes was rising everywhere in his field of vision.

Eleon suddenly looked down.

From the bottom of the submerged wetland, a red summoning circle radiated a magical light.

I asked if you wanted power.

Who are you?

Piiing-.

At the same time as the tinnitus rang in his head, an illusion entered his mind.

In the pitch-black darkness, someone was sitting on a rocky throne with crossed arms.

A young blonde-haired person that hard reddish hair towards the end of his locks. The moment their eyes met, blood-red eyes flashed.

I am the master of Sanarak, Carpeus. Lowly cattle, bow your head before this King.

Kuh?! Guabububu!

An irresistible force made Eleon fall face down and bow his head. He struggled as his face fell to the bottom of the water and he couldn't breathe.

I will ask you one last time, cattle.

Hubbub...cof...

Will you make a contract with me to attain the strength to go beyond your limits?

...!

Power beyond limits.

He felt the brutal threat of drowning in knee-deep water, but the words were clearly pierced in his ears.

He had nothing to ponder about. Eleon clenched his only remaining fist.

It's a smart decision for livestock.

A bloody smile crossed Carpeus's face.

Black energy like ash that was scattered throughout the wetland was lifted and wind blew in the clear sky.

It was a rough wind mixed with sand.

Around the time when we crossed over the fifth hill, I and Thesilid felt the abnormality

"Huh? What kind of wind has that type of sand...?"

"Ellet, over there."

A strange phenomenon occurred in the direction of the sky Thesilid pointed to.

The day quickly set and night came. It was because a red moon swallowed the sun and caused a solar eclipse.

As if to prove that this was not in the human world, the moon dripped red blood. It was like a surrealist oil painting.

Bloody red moon. There was a demon that it symbolized.

"Carpeus..."

The Demon King of the Abyss of Sand. Thesilid, who had his name in his mouth, bit his lips.

Meanwhile, I couldn't help but be embarrassed when I saw the symbol of Carpeus.

'I can't believe in this unexpected interference by the 2nd place in the Demon Rankings.'

This was not in the original!

['The Spoiler Inspector' says that this is all karma caused by your reckless intervention.]

In the midst of this, the Inspector insisted on the theory of responsibility and again repeated that the weak protagonist had to be protected.

What? What's going on?

Agnes asked in dismay and just in time, Thesilid explained to me.

"The ritual of expanding the Demon Lord territory has begun. Someone has made a living sacrifice to the Demon King of Sanarak, but the only offerings here, except for you and I, is Sir Eleon. He gave himself up."

"Ha, seems like it's true that if you became the host of a demon sword, your intelligence would decrease."

Perhaps he was blinded by power and made a foolish contract, no, at this point it was obvious.

"Ellet, if this goes on, this place will become a desert and become a part of Sanarak."

"I don't want to see Carpeus's face yet."

"...There is only one way. We must kill Sir Eleon before the ritual is complete."

Thesilid's voice was filled with anguish.

The information he is unraveling now was based on the hellish experience he had in the 'Valley of Heretics'.

I put my hand on Thesilid's shoulder without saying a word.

Agnes anxiously asked.

If he received the power of the Demon King, he must have gotten really strong. Ellet, can you handle this alone?

"That..."

At that moment.

Whhiizzss.

A gust of wind blew. It was weak enough to be mistaken for a breeze.

But when I saw a mixture of sharply formed blades, I shouted in haste.

"Mercury's Barrier!"br

At the same moment, a silver citadel appeared in front of my eyes.

Kwagwagwagwang!

The ultimate barrier prevented the clash of a huge wave of power by a narrow margin.

The roar continued unabated. There was a riot outside the barrier where an onslaught, of an aura at the same class as my divinity, was pouring in.

As the two powers of 8th rank collided, the field of vision flickered loudly.

Thesilid said in a voice of disbelief.

"Level 8 aura...don't tell me..."

Light that seemed to burn the retina and noise that seemed to tear the ears subsided. I withdrew my barrier. The surroundings revealed after the dust cloud lifted were horrendous.

The hills of the meadow turned into a wasteland. All living things except me and Thesilid seemed to have been annihilated.

No, there was one more being that breathed. The person responsible for the attack.

A foreign voice rang out from a distance of ten or so steps.

I can't believe you stopped this.

The host of the demon sword had changed as if it had gotten stronger.

Black hair curled like seaweed stems soared into the air and muscles and tendons wriggled on the naked upper body. The inherent power seemed to want to run out of his body. However, there was something else that caught the eye more than the transformation of his body.

There were five swords behind the host. The presence of floating aura blades spread out like a fan surprised me.

"Wow...he became a Master?"

Until a while ago, he was barely floating above the line of the upper level of an Aura Expert. But, by leaping beyond the wall at once, he was using the Thousand Swords I dreamed of learning.

"It's worth a contract with the Demon King."

Cadet Ellet.

"Ellet."

I was half joking, but severe scolding returned from both sides.

It wasn't just the two of them.

['The World-building God' senses the signs of your corruption and runs to you.]

['The World-building God' shouts that you must never go down the path of such a delinquent believer!]

'Yep. sorry. I lied. For me, World God it's the only one. Amen.'

['The World-building God' happily smiled.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' advises you to consider a horizontal shift to the Libra sect.]

['The Creative Business Manager' asks if he can run for office as well.]

['The World-building God' criticizes the lack of morality to steal believers.]

There was no tension at all among the three head-chief level gods, but the situation was, in fact, in a state of imminent action.

I looked ahead with vigilant eyes. The host of the demon sword was troubled with an uncomfortable face.

What's going on? It's normal for people to fall like dust at the face of my aura.

There is a stark gap between Aura Expert and Aura Master. From his point of view, it wouldn't make sense that I and Thesilid were still alive.

'If it wasn't for the ultimate barrier, we would have died.'

However, with a brain entrusted to the demon sword, it seems complicated to come up with an answer.

Not aura, it seems like it was blocked by Divine power. If that's the case...

"..."

I think the green-eyed brat blocked it. Stigmata, you seem to have awakened divine powers by a ploy and can now use special skills.

(Note: for those who don't remember, Terry can't use most holy skills. But this guy is so dumbed down, he thinks it was Terry who cast the barrier. And Eleon likes to call Terry, Green-Eyed Kid even tho his eyes are a blue, because green can also mean, imperfect or half-baked.)

Thesilid's trembling gaze reached me.

"There is a serious misunderstanding." (Terry)

"Let's leave it to another time."(Ellet)

Surreung.

I pulled out my whip sword, Serpens.

"Terry, step back."

"I'm more advanced than you. Will you be all right?"

"I'll try it once."

I stepped forward buffing myself with 'Holy Hymn', but the host tried to provoke Thesilid, not me.

Are you cowardly still hiding behind a woman?

"Hiding behind a strong person is not cowardly. Don't waste my time barking. Just come at me so I can blow your left arm already."

The host's face contorted. As if recalling the pain of having his right arm cut off. Unfortunately, my baseline suppression did not last long.

Strong? Can you still argue about strength in front of me?

"..."

This body has now reached the limit of human beings, the ultimate state.

Five aura blades soared high into the sky as if to show off.

Look, this is...

High in the sky, their sharp blades were pointed at me.

The power of Lord Eleon O'drek who was reborn as an Aura Master!

Shhhh!

Aura blades came rushing in a spiral. I immediately kicked the ground and ran.

Whooss! Thump! Phow!

Explosive sounds came about with a beat of time of delay while huge craters formed wherever the swords missed the target.

You wriggle your way out very well.

The Aura Blades that were chasing split up. Thinly, but countless small blades formed. The next moment, a merciless rain of aura poured down.

Shhh!

"...!"

I lowered my posture and picked up the Serpens in reverse. The aura of the sword wrapped around my head like a shield.

Kwagwagwagwang!

It was a small area, but it was possible to cover my body. Thanks to this, I could block the attack from the front.

"Ugh."

Instead, gravel and dirt bounced off the bombed ground on my surroundings and scraped across my body. It was an instant before my whole body ached.

Become a beehive

The rain from the aura grew even stronger. Pebbles and soil that bounced off came to cover the surrounding area like a mist.

'Now!'

I ran with all my might while my vision was disturbed. Breaking through the rain of aura and fog, I leaped towards the host.

As soon as I jumped out of the muddy mist, I swung Serpens towards the silhouette with all my might.

Wheeeew!

However.

How dare you try to make small tricks with the sword while being a lowly Expert?

"Huk!"

Whoohss!

The host repelled my attack with the demon sword. Blown away by the tremendous force I flew backward.

"Serpens!"

Tcharararara!

The whip sword stretched like a whip. While flying backward, I fired a combo attack on the host. However, the already recovered five aura blades blocked all trajectories of my whip sword.

Because of the protection of the aura blade, the attack does not reach. It feels like a 6-to-1 fight.

'This is the Aura Master...'

Agnes, who couldn't stand it, also said.

I'm afraid the odds are slim at this rate, Ellet.

I clenched my teeth and managed to land with a fall method.

A creepy voice pierced my ears.

I'll finish you now.

"...!"

There was no time to correct my posture. Aura blades crossed the air and surrounded me faster than raptors.

Harpoons were shot at me from five directions. Time was running out to chant holy spells. This could not be completely prevented or avoided.

"Ellet!"

Kwannng!

A roar covered Thesilid's cry and shook the air.

"Ugh...!"

Instantly raising my aura, I surrounded myself. The aura, which I had raised to the limit, and the host's aura blade collided.

The result was...

Throbbing pain, burning across my body.

"Kuk...! Cough...!"

Blood gushed out of the mouth as a result of internal injuries. But it wasn't my blood.

"Are you...okay?"

"..."

Thesilid, who used 'Guardian of the Beloved', took my wounds again. Seeing him smiling foolishly with blood-stained lips made something in me move.

Even if Thesilid could handle all the injuries, the pain was halved. Enduring the pain and drenched in a cold sweat, I stared straight ahead.

Agnes sternly said.

Match your opponent, Ellet.

"...Yes."

It's disappointing, but my aura falls short. Then, there is only one way.

At that time, the host's eyes, which even the whites of his eyes turned red, flashed bizarrely.

That's strange. I attacked a woman, but it was the green-eyed brat who vomited blood.

His thinking was simple and childish.

Ohhh, look at this. You guys are not in a normal relationship.

"..."

Good. I will tear this woman to shreds in front of you, brat!

The red eyes glowed with mad excitement, and at the same time, the five aura blades flashed intensely. It looked like he was about to launch a blow with all his might.

The blades swirled in a spiral and rushed towards me.

It was a critical situation, but I thought of a way to reverse it.

There was only one answer.

"Thesilid!"

The moment I shouted loud enough for my throat to burst, a solid back cut into my vision.

Kagagaga!

Thesilid, who slashed the aura Blade in an instant, dug into the host.

Chae-Ae-Aeng!

His sword aura, which confronted the demon sword, was the whitest and purest white light in the world. It was a special aura unique to the main character combined with divine power.

You...!

Despite his terrible internal injuries, he firmly faced the host with his sword.

"Sir Eleon, I will deal with you again from now on."

You are the weakest, who do you think you are to interrupt?

"It's a strategic intervention. I'm afraid that our strategy has changed."

That's funny! What a brat like you can do? With such a tattered body... not?!

At that moment, a divine white light appeared all over Thesilid's body. It was a level 67 healing light amplified five times.

"It's a healthy body."

How...

At that moment, the host opened his eyes to me, who was behind Thesilid.

You were a healer?!

"Not just a simple healer."

I immediately cast an ultimate divine power skill.

"Divine Punishment!"

Thunderbolts struck down from the dry sky. The thunderstorms did not stop in one place but moved above ground.

Of course, the host was not hit, I didn't even expect him to be hit.

What I wanted was..

Damn it. My swords...!

It was only intended to cover Thesilid from the annoying aura Blade.

There was a separate skill for the main dish. My fingertips pointed to the host.

"Vanquish of Evil."

Distance and obstacles are ignored because this skill sticks to the existence itself.

Kuh!

He was in the realm of a master, so the resistance was strong. But for now, this was the most effective skill. This is especially true if the tank is engaged in a close-range battle.

I continued to cut through the air with my finger, slashing Eleon O'Drek's existence.

Thesilid was holding out in front of me, so I had enough time to use my divine skills. It was simply an all-you-can-deal buffet.

(Note: Deal is the game slang for dealing damage)

"Vanquish of Evil! Vanquish of Evil! Vanquish of Evil!"

Kuh, Gha! Uwagh!

Scratch-like wounds appeared here and there on the host's body, and opened up, creating cracks. The host, who felt the collapse of existence, howled in agony. Veins rose from the nape of his neck to the corners of his eyes, wriggling like an earthworm.

He poured killing intent at me.

I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you first...!

Kaaaang!

A dull iron screech cut off the host's words. Thesilid's sword stood in front of him.

Don't disturb me, little punk!

Thesilid didn't even budge.

"From here on."

Get out of the way!

"Not a single step of yours."

I have no time for you!

"Will go forward."

Shut up! Move! Arghhh!

A roar of pain echoed through the wasteland.

Thesilid received all of the host's attacks without being pushed back an inch. He had my cover, but he was doing better than I expected.

Even though he was deliberately injured when he was not able to fend off the attacks, he kept the defensive line he demarked.

Of course, thanks to the great healer standing behind him, he was able to roll his body freely.

That bitch! I have to kill her...! Damn it!

Yeah, he deserves to be angry.

The five aura blades were blocked while being intercepted by my lightning bolt, he can't even get close to me because of Thesilid and even if Terry gets hurt, he will be back to shape with the fraudulent heal.

Gasp! Hah hah... !

I didn't forget to steadily attack while covering and healing Terry.

All of a sudden, the host's body was cracked like pottery that was about to break. There were a lot of gaps. Now all that had to be done was shove a valid blow in between.

"Let's clean up."

My fingertips ordered the cleaning of the filth and dirt.

[System The ultimate skill 'Pure Light Lv.16 (+10)' is activated. ]

As if the sun had risen, the night that Carpeus had created was dispelled.

G-Guahhhhhhh!

Dump!

A brilliant white light poured down like a waterfall on the host's body that was kneeling down.

Born to purify the darkness, the white light penetrated into the evil soul and accelerated the cracks. The light started to corrode from the worst part. Therefore.

Pussack!

The left arm of the host, where the demon sword had taken root, was shattered into powder.

Noooo!

Having lost his arms, he lost his qualifications as the host. Instead of returning to Eleon, the demon sword flew away and landed on the ground.

M-my sword!

Demonic energy was quickly removed from Eleon's body, which was separated from the demon sword. His blonde hair and blue eyes came back to normal.

"My holy sword...!"

Although he had regained his human form, Eleon was still in the process of having his body broken apart. Even in that state, he tried his best to approach the demon sword with kneeling steps.

Of course, I couldn't allow it.

Kwajik!

I blocked his path with the whip sword and slowly approached him.

"Be quiet."

"...!"

Eleon's face was filled with horror when he saw me.

But when he found Thesilid next to me, he cried out in spite. As if he was the most miserable person in the world.

"Wicked things! You're trying to take the holy sword from me! Do you think the Holy Sword would approve of this green-eyed brat? I am the owner of the holy sword! No matter how jealous and bitter you are...!"

Those were words without any remorse trapped in his own world. Thesilid's eyes grew cold.

"Is that the end of your will?"

"A will..."

At that moment.

whoops.

Thesilid's sword drew a neat diagonal line.

Suu.

"Huh..."

I blinked. This is because Eleon's head was rolling around at our feet.

A friendly system helped me understand the situation.

[System Congratulations! The owner of the dungeon, 559th rank in the demon world, defeated the 'Host of the demon sword who became a living sacrifice of the Demon King']

The message attributable to the dungeon did not appear to me. That means.

['The World-building God' asks in confusion if the last hit was just stolen under your nose.]

That seems like it?

I turned to Thesilid. He lowered his sword with sunken eyes.

"Well, Terry?"

I decided to give the stealer of the last blow a chance to make excuses.

"I had to kill his breath in a hurry to prevent the expansion of the Demon King."

"Hm. right."

"But you've never done anything like this before."

"..."

Apparently, it was quite easy to tell whether someone had killed another or not, just by looking at the eyes.

It was his own consideration.

In a harsh world, this is also a consideration.

After a moment of silence, Thesilid did his job.

He picked up Eleon's head, laid it straight on his neck, and closed his eyes. Even that was not enough, he knelt down on one knee and had a moment of silence for a while.

Dear lord. Isn't this guy beyond saving?

Around the time when Agnes was dumbfounded by Thesilid's behavior once again.

Whirrik!

Suddenly a tornado of sand swirled and swallowed Eleon.

"Terry!"

I hurriedly pulled Thesilid away from the tornado and right the next second.

Oh. Didn't you become a pretty good butcher, silver livestock?

"...!"

A foreign voice was heard in the whirlwind. I and Thesilid were startled at the same time.

The sand was torn apart, creating the shape of smiling eyes and mouths.

I can't find the clumsiness of the past. It was worth it this time. It must have been better than when you killed that child the parents had sacrificed, right?

"...Shut up."

There is only one thing in this world that makes the protagonist curse.

The master of Sanarak, Carpeus.

I grabbed Thesilid's shaking arm. And took one step forward.

"Demon Lord Carpeus."

Hoo, I can't believe you have recognized this liege. You are indeed the Vanquisher of Evil.

He was the Demon King who gave me a title I did not know of. But now I was curious about something else.

"What made you intervene with this?"

Be honored. I'll give you an answer as a commemoration of the first time you came to know this liege. I tried to offer a sword to 'he'.

"He?"

The counter-question was from Thesilid, not mine.

"..."

While I was quiet in heavy silence, Carpeus's voice echoed through the air again. What he told us was a revelation of a curse.

Soon the new moon will come to the human world. On that day, the 'A newly born Chaos and Evil' will come to light. Let us greet him in awe, the destruction of this world!

"What do you mean..."

Okay, see you next time. Silver Livestock, and Vanquisher of Evil.

Passus!

In the place where the sand tornado disappeared, Eleon, who had turned into a mummy, remained.

As if to signal that Carpeus had completely retreated, his symbol, the bleeding moon, disappeared. The sky, which had been transformed in a surrealist oil painting, was back into a cold blue sky.

"..."

Due to the shock of facing Carpeus, Thesilid was frozen still. Then he let out a small mumble.

"New Moon...Chaos and Evil..."

Agnes said to me.

Ellet, don't worry about it. This is what the second most vicious being in the world said. If you listen to it, it will only confuse you.

As expected of a devout believer.

Instead of answering, I put my hand on Thesilid's shoulder, called his attention, and said.

"Let's start with the sword of the Celestial Demon first."

"Yes."

Thesilid approached the sword stuck on the floor.

The sword of the Celestial Demon was still in the form of a demon sword.

The black blade seemed to have been smelt while pulling out the snake's long poisonous teeth, and the red beads embedded in the hill glistened as they stared at the Thesilid like a moving eyeball.

Thesilid, standing in front of the sword, looked back at me and smiled softly.

"If I become like Sir Eleon, please take care of me."

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes."

"I must repay your trust."

After a deep breath that seemed to fill his rib cage, he grabbed the handle of the sword with a severe face and pulled it off the floor.

Shuink...

Thesilid's holy aura wrapped around the sword. The black blade was heated to white. The red marbles swayed wildly. It looked like the pupils of an eyeball that trembled in panic.

Paaaah!

The sword of the Celestial Demon was reborn in the light. A fine sword with an impressive white and smooth blade, gold hilt, and blue square jewels.

After completing his mission, Thesilid exhaled a long breath and said:

"The name of the holy sword...is Libra."

It was meant to be a balance between good and evil and like my swords, it was named after a constellation.

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' commends this title worthy of the world's strongest sword.]

The god of the same name boasted aloud.

(Note: Libra is also a scale.)

"Congratulations, Terry. Let's drink a potion to celebrate."

"It's all thanks to you. Thank you very much, Ellet."

"It was nothing."

We lightly bumped the potion bottles, gave a toast, and drank it all at once. This gave me the feeling that everything was over.

"Now..."

I emptied the potion, waited for the Thesilid to empty his, and said.

"Can you open the closing gate?"

"..."

Now is the time to say goodbye.

Thesilid, who paused for a moment, opened his mouth.

"Ellet."

"Yes."

"When can I see you again?"

By the end of the next season, the tutorial will be over. However, the word 'soon' was caught in my throat and did not come out.

It will be only been a few months for me. However, it was different for Thesilid.

As soon as the tutorial ends and the original begins, Thesilid begins to regress and out of the 100 timelines that he will experience, there is only one that connects with mine, only episode 17.

Having gone through 16 regressions, Thesilid will accumulate a very long time and...

He will change.

Perhaps he will become a very different person than he is now.

The repeated loss and betrayal of those around him, the result of every choice he thought was the best becoming the worst, and the beliefs that will be harshly challenged every time, will wear out his mind.

"It's going to take... a very long time, maybe?"

He had a look of embarrassment and regret on his face.

"Well, I'll go see you around the time you forget about me."

"I won't forget."

"You can forget me because I'll definitely find you."

"...Okay."

Thesilid seemed to be dubious of my words, but he didn't ask.

Jiing.

The space vibrated and the gate opened.

"Bye, bye, Terry."

"Be careful, Ellet."

After saying our final goodbyes, I stepped out into the waving air. A sense of floating wrapped around my body, and the white light erased everything from my view.

Before long, a new landscape filled with texture and color came over my blank field of view.

A message popped up.

[System Congratulations! Defeated the 'Random S-Class Boss', the 300th floor boss of the Tower of Trials.]

[System Congratulations! You have conquered all the levels of the Towers of Trials.]

"Sigh..."

It was time to press the chest that was rumbling with emotion.

['The World-building God' waved the ' (Congratulations) Graduating from the Tower of Trials (Congratulations) ' sign.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' claps.]

['The Critic who adjusts the balance' is dissatisfied with the fact that the content was consumed too quickly.]

['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' has lost his words in front of your determination to see the end of the tower.]

While receiving a bunch of congratulatory messages, something suddenly came to mind.

"But what about the reward?"

I conquered a tower with a whopping 300 floors. At this point, I think a fantastic wonderful and great reward should be given, right?

I gave a big smile.

"I have completed a massive update of content. Of course there must be a reward, right?"

['The Creative Business Manager' nods his head at your commercially and morally correct opinion.]

The head of the Business Headquarters agreed. But.

['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' flinches.]

['The Critic who adjusts the balance' flinches.]

['The World-building God' flinches.]

What?

What's wrong with their reaction?

['The World-building God' coughs in vain.]

['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' complains that this is all because you attacked the tower too quickly.]

['The World-building God' tells the god who caused all of this in the first place to keep quiet.]

['The Critic who adjusts the balance' says that, no matter how poorly the Tower was done, it was impossible to predict that the three last floors would be cleaned in one day.]

['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' asks for correction that the Tower may be incomplete, but not poorly created.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' laughs at the Development headquarters' poor handling of the work.]

['The World-building God' cries out that there's no need to throw it on our faces!]

"..."

As the gods clashed, my expression slowly darkened.

This achievement has been completed after seven long years, but the reward wasn't ready yet.

"Sigh."

['The World-building God' is feeling sorry for you and is at a loss for what to do.]

I crossed my arms and fell in thought.

Since things are what they are, there's nothing I can do about it. Thinking about WorId God's honor, I should step down for now but I will also receive compensation for the delay in payment later.

However, this plan was quickly scrapped.

['The Creative Business Manager' thinks this is, in a broad sense, the responsibility of the Management Office, so this compensation issue will be resolved by himself.]

The head of the Business Headquarters?

['The World-building God' welcomes the assistance of the head of the business division.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' wonders what he is going to do.]

A message popped up for me.

[System 'Creative Business Manager' sponsors you with a 'VIP Point Shop Ticket' and '100,000 Point Coupon'.]

[Others 'VIP Point Shop Ticket'brThis is the right to use the 'VIP Point Shop' that sells very, very special items.

Note: Originally, it was only given to gullible customers who spent 10 billion or more in the Transmigrators' Exclusive cash shop.]

[Others '100,000 Point Coupon'brThis is a coupon with a currency that can be used to purchase items from the VIP Point Shop.

Note: 1 point is charged for every 100,000 cash consumption.]

"Oh..."

I glanced at the gold ticket and silver coupon gleaming in the palm of my hand.

['The Critic who adjusts the balance' protests that the reward seems too OP.]

Judging the reaction of The Critic, it seems like a reasonable compensation.

All right, I'm satisfied.

['The World-building God' express his gratitude to the head of the Business Headquarters.]

['The Creative Business Manager' emphasizes camaraderie by saying that the business headquarters is always on the side of the Development Headquarters.]

['The World-building God' talks about the massive update next month, it's perfect except for the parts where the system hasn't been built yet.]

['The Creative Business Manager' is cheering them for the deadline.]

Well, in the end, the compensation in itself seemed to be deferred.

I decided to neatly store the ticket and coupons until the day they can be used.

Chapter 15. A broken clock

There are only three months left until the end of the tutorial.

The closed training inside the tower was also completed, and it was time to prepare for the start of the original work.

Once the system's prohibition is lifted, I won't be able to return to the Count's Castle for a while, so I decided to start with the takeover first.

"Mom and Dad. This is the dungeon farm I was talking about."

"Oh my goodness."

"Dear me."

I revealed to my parents the truth behind the Herbal Medicine Association, which has been providing us with high-quality medicinal herbs at low prices all this time.

Clattering! Clattering! Clattering!

The skeletons, including Epiden, bowed politely and moved their jaw joints.

"Helverus, don't be shy and come out to say hello."

Ah, hello...

After completely digesting the fire dragon's burning heart, Helverus was able to speak clearly.

Not only that.

"Oh my! So cute!"

Humanization was also possible. Helverus now looked like a six-year-old boy with red hair and red eyes.

"Somehow, it reminds me of when Frintz was young! Is your name Helverus? How old is our little Helly?!"

Th-three hundred and thirty days.

"...Oh, well, who cares! You're cute!"

Mom was busy embracing Helverus and rubbing his cheeks, in the meantime, I passed on important things to Dad.

"Please note that time in the dungeon farm passes three times faster than in reality. It improves productivity and the yields are quite high because of it. That's why Rodel Potion Company was supplying some of the leftovers to other merchant groups. Here is the list on the note."

I even disclosed a slush fund that had covered a huge amount of cash payments. It's a pity, but now I can't afford to manage it.

"Unbelievable. To learn that you were running an herbal medicine company without your father's knowledge..."

"Oh, look at our daughter! I thought it was strange that you did not ask for more pocket money, but turns out you were actually using your hidden pocket?"

"Haha, yes."

I wasn't scolded as badly as I had expected. Mom and Dad even promised to raise pocket money in the future.

"The farm manager is Epiden. It's the cutest skull in the area. Whatever you need, ask him."

"Thank you, Mr. Epiden."

Clattering!

"If there is a communication problem, you can solve it through Helverus. And Helverus is a vegetarian devil, so please take that into account."

"We are on your hands, Young Helverus."

I will be in your care.

After completing the handover, we had a conversation over tea given by Epiden, and Mom asked in a serious tone.

"So, your decision hasn't changed?"

"Yes. I want to go on a training trip like Brother."

There's nothing better than traveling after spending a long time only inside the house.

Mom nodded her head.

"That's true, you've spent too much time only inside this Castle. It's time for my daughter to see the world, too."

"Right. I'm a frog in a well. I need to learn the world."

"That's a great attitude. Did you say you're leaving in late spring? May is the perfect time to travel."

Mom readily agreed, but Dad said as if he couldn't help but feel sad and regretful.

"Wait, Elthea. I'm a little worried. What if she goes out for nothing and the child comes back with a guy..."

"Leo. That's my case you are talking about."

"I think it would be great! Go ahead, Eli!"

"Yes, Dad. I will definitely bring a man like my father."

Thanks to Mom, who is a strong ally, I succeeded in persuading Dad.

I had a sudden thought, so I carefully brought it up.

"Oh, Mom."

"Yes, my daughter."

"I wanted Grandpa to help me with travel arrangements. Would that be okay?"

"Why are you asking permission for that? You can do as you like."

It was like I was asking something really useless. The valley between Mom and Dad seemed to have been filled a lot.

I can comfortably ask Grandpa to get the things I need because now I can't get out of the Castle yet.

At that time, Mom brought up an unexpected suggestion.

"When you go on a trip, you should stop by your Grandpa's house."

"Yes. I will, Mom."

Dad also said something.

"Until you leave, let's drink tea as often as we do now, Eli."

"Yes, Dad."

I nodded vigorously with a smile.

For the next three months, I plan to enjoy my precious time with my family.

I have completed all the handovers so that the Rodel Potion Company can run smoothly without me. Then I wrote two letters.

The first letter was addressed to my best friend, Bianca, who is now in the Kingdom's capital.

Bianca has been confined to the royal palace since she was selected as the exclusive maid of the 1st Princes. Because of this, we haven't seen each other for years and only communicated through letters.

I informed Bianca about my travel plans.

It wasn't very long, but seeing that I wrote 'I want to see you' seven times, I felt a little embarrassed.

['The Eyes that watch over the chaos of all things' says its perfect in spelling and content and urges you to post it right away.]

The recipient of the second letter was Grandpa.

I told Grandpa about my decision and asked for some necessities. I also thought about writing a letter to Frintz, but stopped because he was on a training trip anyway, so it didn't seem like it would be delivered well.

"I wrote all the letters. Now, let's try alchemy and cooking."

I decided to make a bunch of potions and lunch boxes by type and store them in my satchel bag. The subspace inventory was very convenient because it ignores the expiration date.

First of all, alchemy.

Taking out 'Mermaid's tears', which came from catching Undead Ciel, the boss of the 298th floor of the Tower of Trials, I tried to process it to make the best potion.

Agnes asked as I was concentrating.

Why make a potion when you can use Heal?

"When bleeding is severe, healing is not enough, it is essential to help blood production with potions. And also..."

Also?

"There might be no one to heal me when I get hurt."

Oh, that's true.

What if I am seriously injured and pass out because of the aftereffects of Descent?

No matter how much I leveled my Heal, it would be of no use.

After finishing cooking, I went to the backyard suitable for training. If I get lazy just because the closed training is over, the tip of my sword will become dull.

The training was mainly focused on aura response.

"I want to be a master...I also want to use a thousand swords..."

Don't fret. An anxious mind is the biggest obstacle.

"Yes."

Such a monotonous daily life was repeated for about a fortnight.

One day I was concentrating on my training to become an Aura Master.

Unlike me, who was exempted from all labor as my alchemist's father's assistant, today the Count's servants seemed very busy.

Do you think the maids are particularly busy? Or is it just my mood?

"I don't think it's only because of your mood."

Just then, the voices of the maids were heard.

"Did you hear from the Head Maid? Cardinal Cattleya is coming tomorrow."

"What? The Matron? Is it a special day tomorrow?"

"I don't know. Anyway, let's clean the chapel first."

Agnes clapped her hands together and rejoiced.

Oh, Cattleya is coming. It's been a really long time!

"That's right. I guess she's going to spend this holiday in the Castle."

Holiday? Ah! Come to think of it, tomorrow is the first day of the new year.

The first day of the New Year.

The first day of the first month of the New Year was a very important holiday in a church that values the lunar calendar. On this day, a large number of offerings for atonement and prosperity were burned in a ceremony.

'New Year.'

I brooded over the word. A very special event day was approaching.

Ellet, wake up! You should exercise in the morning!

The sun shone through the windows that I forgot to close the curtains last night. It was quite late in the morning considering the fact that the winter's sun had a later rise.

I wriggled under the covers.

"I want to sleep more..."

Don't do that, look out the window! It rained last night and a double rainbow appeared. Come on, let's go outside and sweat in the light of the rainbow!

"unh...I'm sleep..."

How can you become a Master with that spirit! Cadet Ellet, wake up!

"Don't wanna...I'll sleep..."

I rolled the blanket over my head and curled up like a slouch.

Gee, why is this kid who usually doesn't oversleep like this today?

"There are days like this..."

Wait, are you sick?!

Agnes poked her face inside the blanket. It was an excellent horror effect straight from a movie.

"It's not like that. I just want to rest and do nothing today."

Hmmm, you have a firm will.

"yes. See you later, Agnes."

I turned to the other side and tried to sleep. I fell asleep quickly thanks to the warm and cozy bed.

"Hmm."

It was around 10 am when I woke up again.

After lounging around for a while, I came out of the blanket to get my first meal. Even after I finished eating, I just sat around in the room.

Agnes put both hands on her waist, looking at me who had no intention of going out at all.

Are you really not going to practice?

"Yes."

You won't even make potions?

"Yes."

A kid who lived so faithfully? Are you in late puberty?

If I gave a positive answer, she had the momentum to immediately start a face-to-face pep talk.

"It's not like that."

That was then. The voices of the butler and the maids came from outside the window.

"Look, maid! The Matron just arrived!"

"Al-already?! Oh my, the Madam probably hasn't woken up yet!"

"There's no more time! Hurry up, wake up the madam and help her in the morning preparations!"

Upon hearing the news of the arrival of a close friend, Agnes' eyes lit up.

Cattleya is here! Let's go say hi, Ellet!

"Yes, we should."

I finally got dressed and went out of the room.

It was obvious where Cardinal Cattleya, who had just arrived, would be. I stepped into the chapel on the first floor of the main building. It was easy to find a middle-aged woman praying in the middle of a reverent space with lit candles

It's Cattleya!

I waited for Cardinal Cattleya's prayer to end and approached.

"Hello, your grace the Cardinal."

"What's up with this church-like greeting? Just calm me Matron as always. How have you been, Ellet?"

"Good."

A soft smile crept across Cardinal Cattleya's face as she looked at her granddaughter's friend. Like a lie, her usual coldness was fading away.

Soon, her gaze turned a little away from me.

"Agnes too?"

Yes, yes. Leya, how are you? Are you feeling pain anywhere?

It was revealed earlier on that Agnes' soul was with me thanks to the necklace of relic.

Although they could not hear each other's voices, Agnes and Cardinal Cattleya looked at each other with warm eyes. The scene of friendship that transcends life and death was heartwarming.

"She said she's been well. She also asked about the health of the Matron."

"My health? Please tell her I'm still healthy, so I have a long way to go to her side."

"Yes. Did you hear that, Agnes?"

Sheesh. This girl, the way she talks is always...

"She's grumbling right now about the way I talk, right?"

...

"Pffff...yes. You two must have been really close."

After that, I helped the two of them communicate for a while. Suddenly, there was someone's well-being I was curious about.

"How's Thesilid?"

"If it's a Thesilid...not long ago he became the owner of the holy sword. He's making a name for himself. He's growing well accordingly to the Vatican's expectations. Today, Thesilid will be in charge of the torch relay for the burning offerings in the Vatican"

"I see."

"You care quite a bit. Wasn't your only point of contact the dungeon sink that occurred 10 years ago?"

"I happened to meet him again recently."

"Really?"

The eyes, filled with time and wisdom, looked deeply into me.

"Ellet."

Cardinal Cattleya opened her mouth.

"Thesilid Argent is unlikely to lead a normal life."

"..."

"So, being involved with him..."

As the words continued, I could see that Cardinal Cattleya's jaw tightened.

"Matron."

I cut off her words.

"I'll keep that in mind. Don't say anything more."

"..."

Thesilid must have been abnormally reflected in her Eyesight of Vitality, which can see the lifespan that has been lived and the rest of the lifespan to live.

Cardinal Cattleya was trying to warn me even by breaking her ban.

What is it? Even Cattleya seems to care about Thesilid?

Agnes muttered as if she was dying to know Thesilid's identity.

"Thank you for your kindness, Matron."

"...Come to think of it, I think I said something unnecessary. You are not an ordinary child either."

Cardinal Cattleya smiled kindly. I replied with a smile face to face.

"Oh, Mother! You came earlier than expected!"

The Countess appeared just in time, it was a good time to leave.

"Then I will go my way."

I politely bowed to Cardinal Cattleya and the Countess and left the chapel. As soon as I left the place, I turned to the library, borrowed books of literature from the continent, and spent time reading them.

It is convenient to see it in the integrated study, but then Agnes will be bored.

Wait, don't turn the pages yet. I mean, I didn't finish reading it.

"Agnes reads the sentence while savoring it."

You read too fast.

"There are readers like Agnes, and there are readers like me."

When I had finished reading a few books and exchanging opinions with Agnes, I noticed that it was getting dark outside the window.

Soon the sun was going down.

['The World-building God' announces that the time has come]

Shrrek.

Without hesitation, I pushed the chair back and stood up.

"I have work to do, Agnes."

Work? You said you were going to play today.

"It's important. Let's go."

The early evening sky was as dark blue as the deep sea. I sent my eyes near the western horizon.

A crescent moon as thin as a nail mark. The new moon was hanging there.

I went up to the Count's roof to avoid the eyes of the servants.

You are weird today. Why do you keep doing things you've never done before?

"Everything has a reason. Agnes should also take a good look."

It is now January and February approaches. The breath that came out of my mouth was shattered white. It was quickly swept away by the cold wind of a winter night.

I opened the system. After a long time, I turned on the 'Ranking' notification setting and looked up at the sky again.

It was when I waited for about half an hour.

Paaaah-!

A star fell with a flash of light from the western sky. After a brief moment, I took a deep breath.

A shooting star? Were you here to see that?

"Yes."

I see, did you make a wish?

Agnes playfully introduced superstitions. However, my expression was stiff.

"Agnes, that's not such an auspicious sign."

Huh? Then?

That was the moment.

[System Your ranking changes. Current ranking: 8th (▼1).]

A drop of one rank.

It's not because I'm weak. It's just...

"...He's here."

'He' has finally crossed over to this world.

Who's here?

"Do you remember what Carpeus said?"br

- Soon the new moon will come to the human world. On that day, the 'A newly born Chaos and Evil' will come to

Don't tell me...

I opened my mouth to Agnes, who was astonished.

'He' in this world.

"It's the Final Boss."

Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

When the winter wind engulfed my body.

[System Urgent notification! The difficulty of the world will be readjusted with the advent of a new existence.]

[System The survival difficulty of the world is 'SS level'.]

"Ha..."

A laugh came out of itself.

['The World-building God' congratulates you, on being the first SS-class Transmigrator of the Transmigration Management Bureau.]

['The Critic who adjusts the balance' also says that your stats were too high to be just an S Class.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' regrets not making you into her believer.]

Unlike the gods, I was not in the mood for jokes. There was something I needed to check right away.

"Descent."

Suss!

It's been 10 years.

My silver-colored hair fluttered in the wind. Invisible wings took my legs off the ground.

"Ah..."

If I don't concentrate, it feels like I'll fly away into the air.

My heart almost burst because of the overflowing power. It has become incomparably stronger than it was 10 years ago.

Oh, Ellet? Why all of a sudden?!

Agnes was bewildered at the sight of me wasting my special move.

How can you use it like that, what about your fever!

"Do not worry. And now other issues are more important."

There is something to check by borrowing the power of the system while the tutorial quest hasn't disappeared yet.

I waited anxiously, staring at the location where the shooting star fell. Finally, the system finished the calculation.

[System Your ranking changes. Current Rank: 2nd (▲6).]

2nd place.

"..."

I was a holder of saint-level divine power and even used Divine Advent while reaching the highest level of Aura Expert.

But even with all that, it's still 2nd place.

"Ah, not even with this much...?"

I don't even know how big the gap is with 1st place.

Spitting a dejected laugh, I clenched my fists wet with cold sweat.

Anyway, it happened. This completes the verification.

"Agnes."

The situation was not relaxed enough for me to stay in shock.

I took a deep breath to relieve anxiety and tension, looked at the New moon, and warned Agnes

"Look carefully. This is the beginning."

Meanwhile, where the stars fell.

There was a being in the center of the crater where ash powder and sparks were flying. A man with long, black hair like a crow's feather, surrounded by corrupted energy.

There were several names for him.

Newborn Chaos and Evil.

The Darkness conceived by light.

An exiled from the regressing world.

But there was another simple name that he himself preferred over such long monikers.

That's right, 'Reed'.

"..."

Reed opened his eyes.

The body, which had been curled up as if torn apart while begging for God's mercy, rose slowly.

He lifted his head towards the deep-sea night sky. His face, revealed through the pouring long black hair, was demonically beautiful.

"Aah..."

Reed found something in the eastern sky.

The light of a lighthouse visible only to him.

"Descent of the Divinity..."

A dark smile quickly appeared on his face, which had been grimacing in displeasure.

"It's a warm welcome."

At the same time as the system was temporarily down, something strange happened in the world.

Oh my God.

There was no such thing as a catastrophe as great as the end of the world.

The wind just went backward and.

The moon...

The celestial bodies moved in reverse. The stars and the moon in the night sky moved very quickly from west to east.

E-Ellet, what the hell happened?

"The world is broken."

The world...broken? What does that mean?

There is a story that needs to be told before Agnes could understand that concept.

"I promised to explain before. What is the identity of Thesilid Argent?"

My gaze was fixed on a cluster of stars moving in a huge arc from left to right. I said without doubt that Agnes would listen.

"He is a regressor."

A regressor...?

"A person who turns back time from the future and returns to the past. Not right now, but in 3 months he would become so. He is also the protagonist of this world. The world we live in is a 'Regressing World' that requires him to regress."

What? Regression world? Protagonist? What do you mean?

"I know you don't understand right now. But I don't have time, so I'll keep explaining."

...

On the western horizon, the sun falls toward the sky.

The day has arrived.

"The reason this regression world broke down is that there was a situation in which no regression was possible. That's..."

I clenched my fist.

"When the main character is dead."

That was the moment.

My field of vision darkened. My consciousness flew away as if someone had forced the switch off.

"..."

When I woke up, I was in the bed in my room.

It was a time later than usual. The sun shone brightly through the window I forgot to close the curtains the night before yesterday.

Ellet.

Agnes was looking down at me with a stiff face. As if waiting for me to wake up, she brought the topic up.

I can see why you wasted Descent without hesitation.

"..."

And why you didn't do anything but just sit around doing nothing yesterday.

An expressionless face looked out the window. There hung an auspicious double rainbow in the sky. What is the probability that a double rainbow will appear at the same location and at the same time for two days in a row?

A loud voice came from outside on behalf of our silence.

"Look, maid! The Matron just arrived!"

"Al-already?! Oh my, the Madam probably hasn't woken up yet!"

"There's no more time! Hurry up, wake up the madam and help her in the morning preparations!"

The butler and the maid delivered the same good news as 'yesterday'.

A perfect déjà vu.

However, there was no Agnes whose eyes twinkled in anticipation of meeting a close friend. Only purple eyes which trembled slightly.

The day...went back.

"Yes."

A loop occurred.

Since time has gone back to yesterday, the Descent Penalty was also gone.

Note that this loop is not a regression. Since it was a completely different phenomenon, even the main character is not aware of such anomalies.

However, I was able to recognize the loop because I am a transmigrator from outside this regression world, and Agnes was influenced because her soul was bound to me.

Agnes, who experienced a phenomenon that went against any providences she knew, could not hide her shock.

I thought I should calm her down, so I explained the situation in a calm voice.

"Because the protagonist died before he even became a regressor, the world turned back a day before the main character died."

This is a tutorial period that is still before the original begins. Far from awakening the ability of infinite regression, the protagonist was even unaware of his fate as a regressor, which will heavily weigh on him.

He was still just an ordinary human.

However, from the point of view of the regression world, he was a precious part that forms the basis of this world Dying after becoming a regressor is a natural step, but dying before that is not welcomed.

Therefore.

"The death of the protagonist who did not become a regressor is nullified."

Making it something that never happened.

This loop phenomenon is a huge crime of deception committed by the regression world. That's what I and Agnes witnessed now.

The word 'Protagonist' is so strange. Does it make sense that a human being, not a god, becomes the center of the world?

"It's possible. Because that is the will of 'Strict order and Goodwill' that governed this world. Thesilid Argent was chosen by God."

...

Originally, this world was destined to quickly perish as 'Strict order and Goodwill' abandoned it. However, the world rejected that, and 'Strict order and Goodwill' arranged the means for it to survive, albeit as a temporary measure.

It was an infinite repetition of the timeline using the regressor as a base.

Agnes seemed to have lost her will to refute when the god she believed in was mentioned. She changed the question.

Who killed Thesilid? That shooting star?

"Yes. To borrow the words of Carpeus, the 'Newborn Chaos and Evil'."

Haa, it wasn't just nonsense cursing, it was real. From what I've heard, it seems that this being in higher in ranking than a Demon King.

"Yes."

Chaos is in its name. It is not difficult to guess its status as it's directly opposite 'Order and Goodwill'.

A newborn demonic vessel.

By the way, can such high-ranking demon use their power outside the dungeon? Weren't demons able to come out into the world only through dungeon bursts? The higher the dungeon's owner, the more stringent the conditions for a burst to occur, right? Is 'Chaos and Evil' a special demon?

The answer was simple.

"No. He is not a demon."

What?

"He is human. He possesses the power of a demon, but for now, he's human."

...

Agnes couldn't close her mouth.

"His purpose is only to destroy the world. There are no concessions or compromises with him."

There is no other way but to confront such an existence by force.

No way, is that stronger than you?

"Yes."

I clenched my fist. It's painful to stay in second place even after using Descent of Divinity.

Oh my God...

Agnes seemed quite shocked by the arrival of a great evil. I felt sorry for her, but there was still some bad news to tell.

"This loop will repeat for a week."

What?!

"Chaos and Evil manages to kill Thesilid, but as soon as Terry dies, the day goes back. Chaos and Evil then kills him again. As time keeps going back, he kills Terry in a different way, and keeps killing him in crueler methods one after another...the killing is repeated like that seven times. Like an experiment. That's why the world restarts the same day seven times."

What...seven times...

"It's quite the gentle number, really. As a matter of fact, that one is a madman who could do it not seven times, but seventy or seven hundred times."

I was glad he got tired and fed up with it early on.

Otherwise, my transmigrator's privilege to recognize loops while being an exception for them might drive me crazy.

"Instead, he will wait for Thesilid to become a regressor and kill him right away. That is the time when my movement restrictions inside the county will be lifted."

That is why you said you would go to see Thesilid as soon as you left the county.

"Yes."

Agnes was lost in thought with a stern look on her face. It would take time to digest the story she heard so far.

It's a shock... How can the world be affected so much by one person... Thesilid Argent is truly loved by the world.

Well. Is "love" the right world here? If it's an obsession, I think it would fit more.

While I refrained from sharing such thoughts, Agnes opened her mouth.

Let me ask you two things, Ellet.

"Yes. Feel free to ask."

What will the world be like in the future you know? ...Will it perish?

There was no need to think about an answer.

"Yes."

Because that's the ending of episode 17 of the original, where the main character lost and the last boss runs wild.

So far, Agnes seems to have been able to vaguely guess. She went straight to the second question. With a really serious tone.

Then how do you know all this? Who are you?

"..."

That was then.

[System Emergency reboot of the Transmigrators Support System due to the difficulty readjustment issue has been completed.]

['The World-building God' rushes to ask for your well-being.]

['The Spoiler Inspector' rushes to check what you are doing.]

The system that has been down from the moment The looping disaster started, came back online and the gods belatedly appeared.

Ellet.

A soft humble tone. I had to answer.

"I..."

Blinking, I smiled.

"I am your cadet, disciple, and friend, Ellet Rodellaine."

...Fuu, yes. You can't tell me that much.

Agnes did not ask further as if she had agreed to understand the situation.

I thanked her in my heart.

['The Spoiler Inspector' is satisfied with the fact that he seems to have arrived at the right time.]

The inspector was pleased with the performance of my work.

In fact, I didn't even want to talk about it from the beginning and slowly decided to end the conversation.

"Agnes, I love this world. Because I met Mom, Dad, Frintz, Bianca, and Agnes. So I don't want this world to end."

You have a noble mission.

Agnes' eyes looking at me became tender. It was a look that said, 'If I had known that, I would have trained you a little harder'.

I declined the big compliment.

"I think those words would suit Thesilid more than me. He's the only one who can save the world. I can only live when the world doesn't end, so I guess I'm just trying to help him in order to survive."

Well, let's say so.

The heavy atmosphere was greatly dissipated.

Thanks for letting me know, Ellet. Now that I've heard all the facts, I won't make fun of you and Thesilid from now on.

"I am really grateful for that."

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' says that this God will continue to do so.]

['The Eyes that watch over the chaos of all things' asks you not to forget Bianca.]

I got up from my seat.

Because I had an important task to be done.

"Then shall we go see Cardinal Cattleya?"

Well, it has actually been a long time since we have seen each other, so I have to pretend to be nice seven times in the future...

"I will take care of everything. Oh, let's stop by the library when we come back. We have to choose books to read for a week."

Yes!

I left the room.

As I went out of the annex, the dazzling sunlight and fresh air of the morning greeted me. The world swept away by the disaster that caused this loop was so peaceful despite the imminent danger.

Just a normal day.

In a way, a week's vacation.

But I shouldn't forget in my heart. The fact that it will be seven hellish days for some.

"Ugh!"

At the first hour of dawn, Thesilid woke up.

A familiar ceiling was reflected in his sight. He definitely remembers sleeping on the bed as usual. However, his body was in a state of despair, as if he was struggling in battle.

Cold sweat was on his forehead, and his heart was beating so fast that it pierced his rib cage.

'It was...a nightmare.'

After panting for a while, he raised his upper body and looked down at his hands. The dim light from dawn was enough for his eyes, familiar with the darkness.

To his surprise, his hands were trembling.

"..."

Even in front of Eleon O'Drek, with who he had an overwhelming gap in power, he never dropped the sword his hand was holding.

But now, it was trembling.

Just because of a nightmare?

Around the time a sense of incongruity ran through his mind.

"Cough...!"

Suddenly, he hastily covered his mouth. It was because of a terrible, inexplicable pain that came over his whole body. It felt as if his whole body was being slowly crushed by a wall that came down on him. His lungs compressed by phantom pain refused to breathe.

Is this a nightmare? What kind of nightmare could engrave such fear and pain in my body?

"Who...what have you done to me..."

At that moment, it may have been wiser not to know.

"...!"

A vision flashed before his eyes.

In front of the Altar of Atonement for which the burnt offering was to be held today. The corpses of countless believers burned in the blue flames of the torch.

Thesilid was on his knees in the midst of the atrocity.

An unfamiliar voice rang in his

- Why are you not begging me to kill you?brbr

In this memory-like hallucination, he remembered the moment when a man tainted with endless malice and contempt spoke.

"Ugh...!"

Terrible pain came again like a tidal wave on Thesilid's body outside his recollection.

The next thing the man

-It would be wise to buy rest by pleading. As expected...you are a

A man of a much higher rank than Carpeus scattered crushing energy. Thesilid lifted his head with all his might to see the man's face.

But the very next moment, he was deprived of sight and had to

- Next time, when you can actually remember, I will let you die in pain that doesn't exist even in

That was the end of the short memory-like hallucination.

"Haa, Haa..."

Thesilid breathed heavily like a man who had just been pulled out of the water.

Surrounded by fear, pain, and discomfort, he wanted to ask for help. But now salvation was not with

Chapter 16. 2nd Major Updatebrbr

The Loop's disaster ended in a week as the original.

From the day uncontrollable regression was normalized, I returned to my usual diligent and sincere Ellet Rodellaine routine.

When I was taking notes of things to do when I went outside the County, I had a sudden idea and called on God.

'My Lord, don't you have any plans to sell an Aura Master 3-month short-term training package?'

['The World-building God' hands over the question to the head of the Business Division.]

['The Creative Business Manager' answers that it is still a long way from selling grinding tickets for the ultimate level of classes.]

Tsk.

['The World-building God' shouts that you shouldn't make a contract with the Demon King!]

'I won't. For me, our Lord World God is the only one.'

I volunteered to reinforce my ideology after complaining a little.

It was also in line with the reason why I wanted to quickly attain the Master's state.

'The last boss. He was described as being in the celestial class in the original work, but even with Descent, he can't be beaten.'

['The World-building God' says that such an expression as "celestial class" is a paradox in the sense that he is not really a God.]

Oh, come to think of it, that's right. That's an encouraging remark.

Although he can't awaken followers as Masters, our World God comforts us with his words.

'I believe in you. Amen.'

['The World-building God' smiles happily.]

World God and Mr. Economy Manager went straight back to work. There was a large-scale update to happen soon, so they seemed to be quite busy.

Come to think of it, there will be a VIP point shop in this update.

I remembered the 'VIP Point Shop Ticket' and '100,000 Point Coupon' that I received as a reward for completing the conquest of the Tower of Trials.

I hope to be able to use these soon.

The cash shop exclusive to transmigrators sold job change packages, growth buffs, skill books, training weapons, lower-level healing potions, and other additional services.

These are products often supplied for transmigrators.

Will the point shop sell something different from the cash shop? Something special that's not available for supply?

'The name is for VIPs only, after all.'

As I was filled with anticipation, a question suddenly popped up in my mind.

What was added in the first major update was the 300-story Tower of Trials. On the other hand, isn't the point shop too simple of content to be added in a whole update? Besides, it's exclusive to VIPs, so it's not something everyone can enjoy.

'The point shop is not the main thing. There must be something more.'

What is it?

My question was answered a week later.

It was when I woke up on time after getting a good night's sleep as usual. There was a message that greeted me before Agnes' morning greeting.

[System The 2nd large-scale content update of the 'Transmigrator's Support System' has been completed.]

"Ohh!"

The update was finished while I was sleeping!

What's wrong? Is it a nightmare?

"No, no. It's not like that. Good morning, Agnes."

Yes, good morning. But why are you staring into space again?

"I'm checking the update history."

What? Upda...?

"It's a theological term for...never mind."

The first thing that caught my attention was a new product. That's right. One should also start with advertising for new products.

[Product 'Violence Review Filter'

A barrier that greatly alleviates the psychological shock of the Transmigrator. With this alone, you can keep your composure even in extreme : 99,000 cash/month]

The basic functions available only during the tutorial period were converted and sold for a fee according to the end of the tutorial!

'The business division is doing a good job.'

['The Creative Business Manager' is delighted.]

It was a necessary skill to survive in an S-class, no, an SS-class world where blood and flesh splashed like rain.

I put it on my wish list to register automatic payments according to the end date of the tutorial.

Now, let's really look at the content update side.

[Notice 'Transmigrator's Community Chat Update']

Added a chat system to soothe the loneliness of transmigrators who have fallen into an unfamiliar world.

Let's make friends with like-minded people!]

What? Chat?

When I opened my eyes wide, the system suddenly introduced the newly added function.

[System Start 'Transmigrator's Community Chat']

[System Please select a nickname. You will be given a nickname depending on your achievements and inclinations.]

I looked at the

[Cider Pass], [Childcare obsession], [Vicious Farmer], [Kill Heal], [First SS Class] etc...br

What is Kill Hill? Maybe...is it killing with Heals? Because I killed a lot of undead. Oh, dear...

'I quite like this one.'

[System Your nickname has been decided to 'Kill Heal']

[System Enters 'All Chat Channels']

[System Let's foster a chatting culture with good manners using proper and beautiful Korean language.]br

A translucent window appeared in the corner of my field of view, and a flood of text began to pour

[Cider Pass 381]: How do I change my nickname?

[Cider Pass 1297]: I didn't know this was the most common nickname...

[Genre Change Aspirant]: Has anyone bought a genre change ticket?

[A successful fan]: Me.

[Harem Construction Worker]: You bought it for 10 billion won?

[A successful fan]: I transmigrated as a princess and I had a lot of money ^^

[Genre Change Aspirant]: Even if you buy it, the result is random. What genre did you get?

[A successful fan]: GL. I killed the trashy Male Lead and I am having a happy life with the Crown Princess. I think I got my nickname thanks to that.

[Genre Change Aspirant]: ...I will block you.

[Attention Seeker with Hidden Power]: Looking for anyone who challenged the 101st floor of the Tower of Trials.

[FFF-level physical skills]: Oh my. Did people reach the 100th floor already?

[Original addict 7]: Isn't it a lie?

[Attention Seeker with Hidden Power]: Haha, the difficulty suddenly jumped as I got to the 101st floor. Does no one have a strategy? Am I the first?

A field of active information exchange unfolded endlessly. Most of the stories were about the Tower of Trials, where people felt more lonely.

Everyone seemed to get used to the update while I was sleeping

It's fun just looking at it.

I was drenched in a slightly strange feeling with the conversation and reality hit me.

'These people are all transmigrators like me...'

One day, I suddenly fell into an unfamiliar world and my situation overlapped with those who would have struggled with the same things.

Truly a comrade. An inner intimacy welled up from the depths of my heart...br

[Tyrant's Daughter 5]: Childcare is so much fun.

[Daddy's Girl]: I really like the life of a gold spoon.

[Apple of the Eyes 14]: I'm a baby right now, but even if I eat well and poop well, I get compliments pouring in.

[No.1 Hunter's daughter]: That's the best time. Enjoy the sweetness of life for as long as you can. My tip is to walk as late as possible.

[Daughter of the Pope]: Talking with a baby tongue can get you some treats.

"Intimacy my ass!"

I turned off the chat window. When I saw the Transmigrators of childcare, I got jealous.

Ellet, what's wrong?

"It's nothing. Sniff."

['The Critic who adjusts the balance' says how old are you and you are still obsessed with childcare?]

'The lack of childhood lasts a lifetime.'

I roughly said something and looked at the update history again.

The focus of this large-scale update must have been the chat system. Except for this, there was only a VIP point shop.

[Menu 'VIP Point Shop'

A shop that sells very, very special gullible customers who have spent more than 10 billion cash can enter.]

[System Consuming 'VIP Point Shop Pass' to achieve Platinum Customer level.]

[System The conditions for entry to the 'VIP Point Shop' have been met. Would you like to enter?]

What is there to be hesitant about? Let's go shopping!

As soon as I clicked 'Yes'. I thought it was in the form of a window like a cash shop, but suddenly a space transition occurred.

Huh? What!

Because she was bound to me, Agnes was sucked in as well.

"It's okay. It's safe."

Where is this place?

"I'm going to take a look now."

I looked around while comforting Agnes.

I was dropped off in an unfamiliar alley. At the end of the narrow street, a store was lit up. At first glance, the shop looks like a shabby occult fortuneteller stand.

That seems to be the VIP point shop.

As we got closer, I saw an advertisement written on the billboard.

"Buy various sacred artifacts for the highest price, and sell them at the lowest price. Stolen goods are also welcomed...?"

Why does it feel like something illegal?

I know, right What kind of place is it?

['The Creative Business Manager' explains that it is an ordinary general store on the outskirts of the Divine Realm.]

Oh my god! What do you mean Divine Realm?!

I was in a panic because I didn't know I would come to a place like this all of a sudden.

"Hello, customer! Come on in."

"Ah, hello."

An old lady, dressed as a gypsy, greeted me while shaking off her smoking pipe. Perhaps it wasn't a cigarette as the subtle and sweet scent of incense made me feel at peace.

"There are already three customers today alone. It's worth paying for the advertisement after being deceived by the 'The Creative Business Manager'."

As expected of the Divine Realm. In addition, the way she rudely speaks to the head of the business division means...

There is a God in front of me.

As I was nervous, God Grandma started her sale with customized service.

"How much money have you prepared?"

"A little over 100,000 points."

"Follow me. Here's what you can buy with that money."

Suddenly, there was a three-tier glass display case where the curtains were pulled back.

"Pick one."

"Wow!"

The brightly displayed items dazzled my eyes and the one that caught my attention was.

Ellet, that bag is really pretty!

"Ivory leather shoulder bag, right? I was actually looking at it too."

God Grandma intervened in time.

"It's a luxury inventory bag. Because it is 3306 m2, it is good to use as a logistics warehouse. If you want to start a shipping business, get one."

Ellet, buy that one! I think it's time to change your satchel!

"Well, let's think about it for a bit."

"Yes, it's okay to ask your boyfriend to buy it."

"...Shouldn't you be asking if I have a boyfriend first?"

"Aren't you a Rofan transmigrator? Your hair is pink."

"...I'll look at something else."

There was something else that caught my eye right next to it. There were three pairs of sunglasses.

"These are...?"

"Hoho, you have a good eye for luxury goods. From top to bottom, Life and Death Sunglasses, Sinful sunglasses, and Passion sunglasses."

"I understand the one for Life and Death but, what are the functions of the Sinful Sunglasses and the Passion Sunglasses?"

"With the Sinful Sunglasses you can see the number of people your opponent has killed, and with Passion Sunglasses, you can see the other person's favorability gauge. Passion is especially popular. Even if you are a love eunuch you can become the owner of a harem or reverse harem with just this!"

"I see. But these sunglasses are non-removable once used, right?"

"How did know? That's right. It's not active, it's passive, so it gets quite a lot of critics since it sometimes lets you know what you don't want to know."

I agreed. It was easy to understand just by looking at the agony of Cardinal Cattleya, who had the Eyesight of Vitality.

Other products also caught my eye.

"What about this luxury watch?"

"Hoho, I knew this would also catch your fancy. This is an artifact that can return you once to any point in time."

"Wow. Is it possible to do a second round in the Transmigration afterlife choice office?"

"Of course. All you need is money. What do you think? Would you like to get one of these?"

I felt a strong temptation.

Still, the difficulty level has been upgraded to the SS level. Wouldn't it be better to think of it as a spare life and keep one?

"If you don't have any reasons to use it, you can give it to your boyfriend. There's nothing like a gift for a watch."

"It's a good gift but...I don't have a boyfriend to present it."

"You are this pretty, it's going to happen soon."

"Hehe?"

"Anyway, these are the best-selling items in our store. You know there's a reason these are the bestsellers."

Sigh. There's nothing you can do about it.

"Good! Give me that...!"

I fell in love with God Grandmother's business skills. No, I was going to.

"Wait a minute."

"Huh? why?"

"There, that one."

"What? Oh, that one?"

My finger pointed to a product in the corner of the display case. In a space full of luxury goods, an old-fashioned mass-produced object was showing off a sense of incongruity.

It was a squary-looking product that had the design of a save button icon. It was an old floppy disk.

"Oh, that's for infinite regressors only. You're a transmigrator, so you don't need it."

The God Grandmother, who had been faithfully serving customers up until now, became indifferent.

But I instinctively recognized the purpose of that product and shouted inside.

'Oh, I have to buy that!'