I Translated the Necronomicon

40. So, what can you contain then?

Yudahee, facing a monster wielding gravity whose name he didn’t know, slightly bent his knees in a posture ready to jump out at any moment.

‘Creak’

The sky roared, and slowly, clouds gathered.

Subsequently, the ashen sky, as if a hole had opened, poured an enormous amount of rain toward the ground, flowing down like a waterfall.

For Yudahee, this was the chance of a genius, not to be missed.

It had rained before.

But when it rained on this barren extraterrestrial planet, it usually meant a few drops that might or might not moisten the cracked ground.

Unlike usual, the sudden downpour, reaching from ankles to knees, disrupted the gravity field, revealing vulnerabilities.

In all directions, the gravitational field was bouncing off water and pebbles, but such trivial predictions were now effortlessly made by Yudahee.

And Yudahee, who pierced the gap in the gravitational field flowing along with raindrops, kneeled before the monster…

The sword fell from his grasp.

Had Yudahee been defeated?

—The thought of that was momentarily overturned as the situation changed.

The monster, with a small hole in its forehead, staggered and, with a long, echoing sound, seemed to collapse not on the ground but into it.

As it fell, Yudahee let out a sigh.

“Well… that was sh*tty. Let’s not see it again.”

“hahahahaha, that’s right! You did well, you did!”

The monster that manipulated gravity eventually succumbed to Yudahee’s tactics.

A miraculous outcome achieved after 2794 attempts, finally stabbing through the tiny gap with just a fingernail! Overcoming it at last.

How many times he rolled the dice in his mind to avoid, evade, and critically judge during the 2794 tries, attempts that couldn’t even be guessed.

There were thoughts of giving up midway, but…

Ultimately, the one standing here was Yudahee.

“So, now that we’ve mastered gravity, the next step is electromagnetic—”

“No, no, I won’t do it, I won’t learn it!”

Strong force, electromagnetic force, weak force, gravity… Was this going to turn into a horror raid relay of the four fundamental forces of physics?

He immediately extended his hand and rejected it.

Yudahee, who had fought against the one manipulating gravity, was confident that if he added another guy with a different force, he would end up with a cracked skull and his breath taken away, swearing by it.

What exactly Ni’allatotep was holding as a standard was beyond comprehension.

“…But was this curriculum really designed to be taken seriously from the start?”

No matter how knowledgeable he was about the physical aspects, this kind of makeshift educational program was nothing short of terrifying.

If Yogg Sothos hadn’t been confident that there was someone who knew humans as well as he did, I would have escaped at the first opportunity, even if it meant breaking out.

Without Azathoth’s immortal command, attempting it would have been impossible.

“Well, of course, isn’t it obvious?”

As he said that, what Nyarlathotep produced was…

A single comic book.

“This is the standard I’ve set.”

A bland novel with no title, introduction, or illustrations, but its contents were truly out of this world.

[Tsk tsk… Don’t use such strong language. It makes you seem weak.]

[From now on… I will stand in the heavens.]

It was clearly a randomly opened page, but seriously… what kind of unexpected final boss appearance was this?

[To become the last month… I myself… will become the month…]

And on top of that, with just one slash from the protagonist, the heavens split and the world was divided, even creating a miracle.

There was no need to turn any more pages.

If the protagonist or the boss were in this place, they would have cut this monstrous nonsense in a second!

“Damn it, how can you use this as a standard!”

“Don’t raise your voice like that, Yudahee.”

I wanted to smack Nyarlathotep, who was mocking me with a raised finger, but unfortunately, as a powerless and incompetent Yudahee, I couldn’t do anything but swallow my frustration inside.

Is this the distress of a weak country, vulnerable to external forces?

“…So, why are you asking me to do this..”

Now, lying back, gazing at the sky that has stopped raining.

To be honest, the processes involved seem beyond mere training.

Reaching the process of simply killing that monster – there were not just melee battles, but also dozens or hundreds of other options in my mind.

Yudahee, now turned into an undying body, is like a living bio-battery.

Even if it means paying the price of magic in lifespan or life, everything happens in a form close to omnipotence.

Including things other than melee battles, the monster side was the one with a 1-second cut, and fleeing while waiting for a chance was probably their strategy.

But Nyarlathotep closed off all those possibilities, demanding victory through the body alone.

Since coming to the alien place, I’ve realized that foreign requests are not made without reason.

There must have been a valid reason, and there was also a reward.

A relationship of give and take.

In that sense, Nyarlathotep’s training implies some physical reward.

Does muscle gain, perhaps…?

I tried flexing my arms and legs, but they remained the same.

Reflexes seem a bit improved, though…

Watching Yudahee explore his body in various ways, Nyarlathotep couldn’t help but find him adorable and didn’t know what to do.

There was only one thing Nyarlathotep wished for Yudahee.

Endless training.

For Nyarlathotep, who can alter the very form of beings that create the human body, it’s not a significant issue.

I have lived as a father of a child and as a mother, someone’s younger sibling, older brother or sister, or sister-in-law, of countless human lives, Niallatotep.

But even she had something she continued to look at with suspicion.

– If a human with infinite lifespan and no abilities tirelessly trains, how far can they reach?

– I want to see the physical limits that a human can reach.

The only being that could satisfy that curiosity, Yudahee.

Her favorite human.

“Why did she ask me to do this? Well, let me recall what happened before…”

Before she knew it, Niallatotep was gently placing Yudahee’s head on her lap.

Ah, the sky was nowhere to be seen.

Occupying that spot were two lumps of flesh.

Niallatotep, who would usually say, “hahahaha, you can touch it~,” didn’t seem like she would do that now.

With a smile that seemed somewhat regretful, Niallatotep stroked Yudahee’s head and asked, “Don’t you want to try something like destroying the planet of Krutu, like a star destroyer, at least once?”

“Oh, good grief, how would I do that? Just because I don’t die easily doesn’t mean I know how to control my power, you know?”

The planet that Niallatotep destroyed was no ordinary planet.

Spanning across the outer universe, it was a planet of the outer world where the shadow of the inner universe was cast, a kind of spirit spot where the spirits of lightning gathered. The energy contained within it was so high, and the difficulty of destruction as Krutu’s protector was incomparable to other stars.

It might be an impossible task for anyone other than those few among the Outer Gods.

Niallatotep made it seem really simple, as if it was nothing…

Yudahee, she was truly something else.

Striking with all one’s might won’t make a thud—!!!! It’s more like a bam~★ A pork cutlet fist might as well come out.

“Just because I say I’ll teach you doesn’t mean you have to follow me. Reduce the size and scope gradually as much as you can.”

“…Isn’t it usually the opposite? Gradually increasing it.”

“After all, isn’t it a rule to dream big?”

Uh, hmm…

Yudahee couldn’t think of anything to refute in her mind.

Foreign media sometimes… strangely say things that make sense.

“Even if it passed like this this time, someday, at some point, something huge will come in your way. Then, even then, will you challenge it infinitely like today?”

“…..No.”

Infinite tries are a last resort of last resorts, used only in the very end.

“I was able to break the stars only because I had the power as a foreigner, an Outer God.”

As she said that, Yudahee lightly tapped Yudalatotep’s heart.

“Then, what can you contain?”

The knowledge and magic engraved in the Necronomicon cannot be contained.

There are some entity-type beings that can be infused into weapons… but that’s extremely exceptional, so let’s exclude that.

In the end, the only thing that could be contained was the calloused stubbornness in her hands.

Yudalatotep gently stroked that stubbornness.

“Everything you’ve worked hard for, the time you’ve invested, everything stored in your soul, contain it all.”

“…If I contain it, will anything really change?”

“Still… the stars are probably too much. But at least-“

For the first time, Ni’ala Totep revealed a broad smile without any hidden thoughts.

“Can’t we just break through at least one of the mountains blocking your path?”

Ah.

A truly rare sight.

Why does he feel that smile is so beautiful?

Yudahee kept her eyes wide open for a while.

—–

Embrace the task.

Strike down with the soul.

If so, then the mountain can be broken as it is.

Barisada, tightly gripped, began to tremble, accepting everything about Yudahee.

Countless traces of hardship engraved on this small body, transformed through experience into asceticism, and gradually all those things were intertwining like threads into one myth.

With a single swing, the sword of power to shatter mountains, true to its name, slowly revealed itself, and Yudahee was holding the embodiment of that myth in her hands.

A marvel created by Vulcan, reproduced through Barisada.

Mountain-Breaking Sword (破山劍)

Its light was so dazzling that it attracted everyone who looked at it.

Ni’ala Totep, Penelope still sprawled on the gravel.

Mikaela observing this situation, Gabriel, and the members of the management bureau.

Adikia in the waiting room, Vulcan.

Even the divine beings who were betting until just now on who would win seemed mesmerized and couldn’t take their eyes off the scene.

The weight of the accumulated karma of a human leaves everyone gazing blankly.

“Ah, beautiful, so beautiful…”

Though the restraints on Nyarlathotep’s back had been released for a long time, Shub did not attempt to escape.

Instead, it seemed like he was moving towards that light.

Knowing that his body would be consumed, like a moth flying into the flame, Shub slowly moved forward and smiled.

Shub’s true form, handling the 5-trillion-year-old box beyond the veil for a long time, also expressed joy with his entire being.

A void flutters in the waves of that emotion.

Never did he think he would become the object of fascination.

“hahahaha…hahahahaha!!! To be captivated like this! Splendid, truly splendid!”

There was no more lingering attachment or regret.

It was an incredibly satisfying amusement.

And then, the Sword of Bankruptcy swung.

Wiping out everything in its path, splitting the lake, cutting through the cliffs, and reaching beyond the mountains to split the clouds in the distant sky.

There was no aftermath.

The strike of the myth left only a small crimson line on this land.

Shub examined the path of the sword that passed through his body.

Since it was a possession, there was no pain.

A flawless sword, without a single flaw.

From the fingertips, the body began to gradually disperse, and though it might not be heard before returning, it was Shub Niguras muttering towards Yudahee.

“…That’s why we like you. Yudahee.”

And Pangfare echoed through the stadium.

[2/100]

[Special Condition Achieved: Successful Demon King Subjugation]

[1st Place: Yudahee – Damage Contribution 99.95%]

[2nd Place: Penelope – Damage Contribution 00.05%]

[3rd Place: – Decimals beyond the third digit have been deleted according to regulations.]

[Congratulations on the victory!]