ALL NOVEL chapter 157
157. To the Empire
Yuma came down from the ＜Sky Continent＞.
To the land of the Kingdom of Zepharos on the continent of Yeigel.
Of course, he was accompanied by Bell. Next to him, the elf demigod Seiabern and the bird demigod Kirjev appeared. Lycanthrope Kesilvia said that she would come down and join them after gathering her thoughts.
I had no intention of going to Zepharos’ palace. There was no need to go.
The missionary work had already been sufficiently carried out by Saint Ermel, Hestia, and their subordinates.
I met and talked with my old companions in the land of the Join tribe.
“Oh, my ancestors…!”
The Zouin tribe worshipped their fellow tribesman, Kiryev, who had reached the level of a demi-god.
And the high elf Ruineleaf also trembled and bowed to Seiabern, a high elf from a far distant place.
“Above, I greet you, the great Sword Lady.”
It seemed that Seiabern was quite a famous person among the elves.
Kiriev, a member of the Join tribe and a 13th circle wizard, approached the black-haired, golden-eyed girl and wizard Cloone.
“Certainly, he is as talented as that inspector.”
He looked straight at Clone, who was looking at him with bright yellow eyes, the characteristic bright yellow eyes of the Join tribe.
“What circle are you in now?”
“It’s still Circle 6.”
“Do you think you can reach the 7th circle?”
“It feels like there’s a wall in front of me. I don’t know if I can get over it or not.”
Kirev chuckled. It was a bitter smile, for the words resonated with him.
“It’s normal for everyone to have sections like that. It’s not that you’re slow….”
Yuma nodded as he listened to their story. Kiriev was interested in Klonek. It seemed like he would teach him out of interest even without being ordered to take him as a disciple.
Hestia, a Miao inspector and high priestess of the gods, perked up her orange ears and watched the scene of Bell and Seiabern sparring.
Just now, I was preaching to the two demigods about the greatness of the gods. Now, as an inspector, I was watching the two inspectors’ duel.
“Me too! Teach me too, sword!”
Seiabern burst into laughter at Hestia’s impulsive attitude.
“You two, try to jump in together.”
Three swords were woven across a vast field.
For Seiabern, it was just entertainment. For Bell and Hestia, it was a situation where their pride was slightly hurt, so they gritted their teeth and took on the training seriously.
Bell and Hestia felt a significant difference in their level. It was clearly a sword attack that had been launched simultaneously, taking advantage of an opening that Seiabern could not dodge. However, Seiabern still kept his eyes tightly shut and dodged the attack as if flowing water.
The duel went on longer than expected. It was over five minutes. Of course, Seiabern teased the two prosecutors who were almost playing with their nephews.
It must have been about 10 minutes.
“evil!”
Suddenly a scream rang out.
Bell was clutching at the right side of his abdomen. It was the crack in his ribs that had appeared again after his battle with Kesilvia, a transcendent being of the Lycanthrope Lord bloodline.
Saint Ermel, who was leading the construction site to rebuild the broken kingdom on the side, hurriedly approached Val.
“bell!”
And he placed his right hand, which was flowing with divine power, on Belle’s abdomen, who was lying on the floor.
“It’s just a crack in the ribs…?”
Ermel shook his head quickly.
“Even simple wounds need to be treated perfectly!”
Ermel did not bend his strong will.
Hestia approached Ermel, who was making a fuss, and spoke up.
“Yeah, yeah. There might be some injuries elsewhere, too, so take a look at everything!”
“yes!”
Ermel answers vigorously. As expected, the two of them get along quite well.
Yuma looked at the situation and sorted out his complicated thoughts.
By killing the Duke, the ＜God of Steel and War Cloud＞, the god who now reigns over this Middle-Earth is Mu-shin.
Only he himself was left.
peace.
Now, a time of peace where no enemies exist. Yuma could not fully experience that time. This was because none of the fundamental problems had been resolved yet.
In order to put an end to everything, you have to go to the divine realm. However, there was currently no way to get there.
‘One more evil spirit must die.’
He said that by doing so, the foreign media could overcome the power gap between them and the ＜Parakshin＞ and seize the opportunity to open the gates to the divine realm.
However, the possibility of the remaining five of the ＜Eight Evil Gods＞ descending to ＜Middle Earth＞ of their own free will has converged to almost zero.
‘One, but I must kill one more.’
bomb.
It was impossible to leave alone a risk factor that could explode at any time.
Yuma was determined to find a way.
‘First, return to the empire.’
Since all the nearby dangers had been eliminated, the first thing to do was to return to the shelter.
Kirjev and Seiabern, who had already traveled all over Middle-earth, did not attach much importance to the change in their residential location.
***
Yuma looked at the being standing blankly in the center of the Astes Palace.
It was the empress of this land, Brigitte von Astes.
“You came.”
Belle and Hestia stood next to Brigitte, who spoke plainly. Hestia spoke with a bright face. It was as if she was meeting a friend from the neighborhood after a long time.
“Yeah, yeah, it’s later than I thought! It’ll take a while to tell you everything that happened! Oh my, oh my, it was so hard!”
After Hestia, Belle spoke.
“That’s right, Empress Dowager! I was really out of my mind! The whole situation!”
Brigitte chuckled as she watched Hestia and Belle speaking very lively, contrary to the ambassador’s words.
“Okay, let’s go in, unpack, and get some rest.”
After Bell and Hestia said they understood, they went into their quarters.
Unlike Belle and Hestia, who came in with quick steps, Cloone walked in without any strength.
Cloone looked at Brigitte and spoke weakly.
“…I grabbed Yuma’s ankle.”
It seemed that Clone still had some feelings about the days he had wasted while being swept away by the nightmare powers of Morgue, the ＜God of Dangerous Hammers＞.
Brigitte stroked Cloone’s hair.
“It’s okay. What’s important is that we arrived safely. Clone, go in and rest, too.”
Clone still felt uneasy, but she smiled and nodded.
“Yes, Brigitte.”
Ermel also greeted Brigitte and went into the room. The group all disappeared to their own places.
Brigitte and Yuma sat back to back on a bench along the Imperial Promenade.
“This time it took longer than I thought.”
I thought I would be able to return in 10 days at the latest, but it took more than 20 days.
Yuma explained why Cloone and Hestia had fallen into the ＜Nightmare＞.
When Yuma spoke about what he had personally witnessed in each of the nightmares they had experienced, Brigitte’s eyes widened.
“…Clone was very self-reproachful, and it turns out she was under a curse that would steal time.”
Brigitte looked at Yuma, her pure white hair fluttering.
“Yuma, this world without you… If it were me, I might have literally gone crazy.”
Brigitte continued speaking.
“You’ve worked hard. You’ve killed all the gods who invaded Middle-earth.”
“Yeah, it took quite a while.”
chin…
Brigitte placed a hand on Yuma’s shoulder.
“Now you can rest a little in peace, Yuma.”
“That’s right, I don’t know if it will make you feel at peace.”
Brigitte chuckled.
“Who are these two aliens you brought this time?”
“There is a place called the Heavenly Continent where demigods or beings close to that level gather. I brought them from there.”
For a moment, Brigitte’s mouth fell open and stopped.
“…Yuma, you always surprise me.”
You’re talking about bringing in beings that are half-god-level as if you just picked them up from some land.
Brigitte remembered what Yuma had told her before they started their journey.
Originally, among the eight ＜Parakshin＞, three were killed by Yuma. It was said that one of the remaining five had to be killed in order to enter the ＜Divine Realm＞.
“Haven’t you heard of a way to kill one more demon?”
Yuma nodded heavily.
“You said you’d let me know when you found a way, but I haven’t heard anything.”
The probability that one of the ＜Eight Evil Gods＞ will descend to Middle-earth of his own free will.
It was almost zero.
All of the Eight Evil Gods who had descended before were killed by Yuma.
Even knowing that fact, you would probably consider coming to ＜Middle Earth＞ as throwing yourself into danger.
‘We must forcibly drag them down to Middle-earth.’
One, I couldn’t see the way.
No matter how much I racked my brain, nothing came to mind.
Yuma opened his mouth again.
“The being that I currently suspect to be one of the ＜Eight Evil Gods＞ is the one I met when I went to the capital with Belle. The one that momentarily possessed the body of a nun and approached me. Do you have any information yet from that dead nun?”
The god who approached Yuma in this way was Malpas, one of the Eight Evil Gods and the ＜Vicious God of Fortification＞.
Yuma’s deduction was correct, but he had yet to find any information about the nun. He had even provided the Information Guild with a necklace with a silver pendant, but no useful information was coming in.
“I’m sorry, Yuma.”
“You have nothing to be sorry about.”
Yuma shook his head at Brigitte’s words.
“You just have to find a method. If a method doesn’t come easily…then you just have to focus on improving your power so that you can be prepared for anything.”
One way or another, there was a lot to do.
Yuma was able to enjoy a comfortable rest for the first time in a long time.