Episode 102 - The Gods Were All the Changers
On that day he took the inn in the palace of Meronel, and the next day he was to go to another throne.
By the way, it turned out to be a big banquet after that. Well, mostly Meronel was just making a scene on his own. You were extra happy with the spammy can, it was always a shame. We were drumming on a dish made by Meronel's family.
It was kind of like curry flour and all kinds of spices of its ingredients, and I got the recipe separated. It doesn't seem to be precious or anything on this continent, but something that is eaten on a daily basis. Rijuana and Mr. Ermina didn't seem to like curry. Do you think my ears will itch?
And then, Meronel's blessing was a way of punching the liquor out of his head. Is it a champagne fight? I was surprised because they did it abruptly.
So, the next day. I came to the throne of Zephyr, the god of wind.
"Hmm? Blessings? Fine, that."
A soft breeze envelops my body. We've got a third blessing!
"Hey, wait, wait, wait. Meronel was probably, but it would be too light, think commonsense."
"Uh? Fine, you're not in any trouble, are you?
"No, I certainly don't have a problem with that."
It's not just a beautiful blonde boy laughing at Nico right in front of me, it's Zephyr, the god of wind fortune. What a place this guy's throne was in one country in the kingdom of Calendyl. It is a despicable countryside at the foot of a mountain near a mount bus. Surprisingly, it is a village where humans, beasts and many other species coexist amicably.
Me and Real, the three Zephyrs were meeting in the East Room outside the village.
"Hey, you were actually paying attention to you. I think it's wonderful what you're doing and what you're doing to save the weak from one end of the spectrum."
"Ooh?
"If you look at this village, you'll see, this is what I think this world should be like. If only humans, beasts, elves, centaurs, Lizardmans, and all the other races could live together as friends, right? Well, of course, there will be disputes about living, but I've never been able to live happily and amicably."
"Well, yeah"
I can agree with what Zephyr said. There will certainly be differences between races and the odds that come from them, but there must be equally many occasions when we can work hand in hand together. Not to mention the direct threat of demons in this world.
"Are you going to gather together those who can help each other to create a country, beyond this, between humans and human beings?
"Well, you're probably right"
It is not that that is the primary goal, but it is by no means a low priority goal. My first goal is to create and maintain a place where my daughters and I can live happily ever after. The others will be with them, if they say so.
'Cause wouldn't it be a wake-up call if some of them were desperate to immerse themselves in a happy mood and sometimes struggle in front of them without a tiny scratch?
"Then I will bless you. You don't like the Vault way because it feels like it's a human priority and other races don't matter for what they want. I wasn't very enthusiastic about the last thing. I was a little helpful with your mother's custody, but I almost ran away."
No, I don't think this guy was attacking me when I was lynched by the gods.
"That's why I don't hesitate to receive my blessings. Keep doing what you want."
"Oh, wow."
"Yeah, well, pity's off if it's for people. I'm glad you've been so appreciative of your actions so far."
"Well, yeah, you are"
I don't know, trouble being so fully affirmed.
Whether you know what's inside me or not, how itchy it is for Real to slap me innocently in the back. I'm going to be bored.
"Does this blessing mean anything, by the way? There's no particular change in my physical condition when I take it."
I was going to get praised for staying like this, so I decided to change the subject.
"Mm-hmm. Well, Tysi wouldn't make much sense. Because it has my super powerful protection."
"Really? Then why are you doing this turkey smell again?
"It helps when you get back where you belong. If we were to receive more than one blessing from other gods, the Vaults wouldn't be able to do so easily. Well, we're on our side. It's like a certificate."
"I see?"
I feel like I somehow figured it out in my description of Real and Zephyr. In the meantime, let's be convinced that the more blessings you have, the less those fucking abominable vaults will be able to reach me.
Rijuana and Hermina came back to the East Room we were discussing when we were talking about that.
"Welcome back, anything interesting?
"Looks like one of the Elves' families that I thought was interrupted was falling off here"
"I'm not going to leave here, though. We just decided to keep each other's families safe and at ease."
"It would help if you did. For once, this is a safe house."
"Yes, Master Zephyr"
Even a child's appearance doesn't change Rijuana's attitude toward honoring Mr. Ermina's God. It only shows in my eyes a little grown-up atmosphere kids, can locals feel the aura of God?
"Uh, is that it?
Blessed is all we need here, and let's just say we're free. If I stay here like this, I'm going to have wings that keep getting bored with itching.
"No, I'm going to go to another pillar."
"Was it Dior, the god of war? That's the one, the one with the armor helmet, the sword and the shield, the knightly outfit, right?
"Right."
"You're the one who's going to be an absolute bee battle. That. Wow, I don't want to go."
I don't know because there was so much battle junkie feeling. I rejoiced and said, 'Then show me strength!' I think I'm going to say something. No, you say. Definitely.
"But it'll be easier if we bring that kid on our side, won't it? You'll have less trouble after your posture has turned to stone."
"Uh... I don't know what to do"
We moved to the throne of Dior, the god of war, after Zephyr's lair. As far as the map goes, the throne of the god of war, Dior, seems to be on the same second continent where Meronel's throne was. Northeast from the throne of Meronel is a wilderness lined with strange rocks as tall as buildings.
"Fine. Then show me the power!
So royal Dior roars above the boneless stone stage. Yeah, I thought so. Turn your gaze to real for help.
"Well, that seems to be the case, so good luck? We're watching the game."
"How far can I kill you?
"I'll do my best."
Real waves hiccups and lets him sit back on the stone stage and hang his legs out.
"Come here, both of you. I'll protect you from the aftermath."
"Yep..."
"I'm afraid so."
It seems resistant to both of us to sit on the stone stage, the throne of the god of war.
"No, that's fine, so do as I say. Because I can't really do it if you two get hurt in the aftermath."
"Ugh... ok."
"I hope I don't hit a bee or something"
At last, in my words, they both sat next to each other in real life. At the same time, Dior, the god of war, jumps from the top of the stone stage to the ground where I am. Is the distance about twenty meters?
"We had quite a bit of fun in the last fight. And that gut of crawling up once you lose your strength and still don't give up is admirable"
"That's all."
Remove the aurora sword from storage and make a few bare gestures. It's a sword that's gotten worse for having a deformation mechanism, but my strength is enough to handle it with one hand.
"That's a rare weapon."
"Right?
I threw a black steel throwing pile from my lower back holder.
A pile thrown at supersonic speed makes a roar that breaks the air and approaches Dior, but Dior lightly avoids it.
"Yeah, that's good."
"Shh!"
He kicks the ground as he refines his magic, blows the ground to pieces and throws the throwing pile again as he packs his time. Now it's made of divine silver with the magic of acceleration. At first sight it looked the same, and Dior was also punched in the air by boulders for throwing piles that fly at much faster speeds than their actual predecessors. Now I played the throwing pile with a shield instead of avoiding it.
But Dior's foot stops completely because he prevents the divine silver throwing pile. Winning!
"Chair-ah-ah!"
With the intention of slashing every shield, I will slash him to the brink with all my might. Do you recieve it or do you take it head-on? Either way, we're stuffed with three more hands.
"Nuh!?
Dior chose to take it with his shield. A fierce sound of metal hitting each other rings and Dior's body blows behind each shield.
"Slash...!
Draw your sword and set your cuttoe toward Dior.
I can kill you, I can kill you! I can kill you! I can kill space, time, even God!
"Oh no!
A hundred flashes released by full force strike Dior, who cannot even receive them in the air.
"Whoa, whoa!?
But Dior is also just a god of war. They couldn't see it, and they prevented the hundred flashes that hit them at the same time, but couldn't defend them.
I see, don't do it. But my turn isn't over yet!
"Yeahhh!"
You cut me apart with every shirt Kusukha sent me. Put on the grievance and unleash a poke all over me.
Dior's distance to me was over twenty meters again due to his blowup, but I don't mind.
For a moment my vision shifted and darkened, and I saw Dior's back in front of me.
"Sweet wow!
It was prevented by Dior's shield, which was turned on the back by an intermittent ignored backstab using a combination of short-range metastases. I didn't know you would prevent this.
"Shah!"
"Hunne!"
Slash it while wrapping the extreme light around your sword, but this is shot down with the slaughter of Dior released without turning around.
"Whoa, whoa!
"Ahhhhhh!
Cut at close range. Cross fists, kicks and head punches as well as swords to beat each other. It's no longer looking like a combination of beasts.
"Let me die. Yeah!
"Oh my God!
"That's barbaric."
"I beat up with the gods of war and I can't believe you're okay, Tysi."
"It's amazing how you work with the gods of war."
The outfield says whatever you want, but I'm pretty desperate. You bastard, good thing you're wearing armor all over your body. You're beating me up with a stiff piece of armor.
Come on, I'm getting annoyed, so I put my hand on the armor gap and twisted it out of my mind. Soon there was nothing left in my hands or in Dior's.
"Whoo!?
"Ha ha! I'll chop your neck off and turn you into a toy!
Put your hands on the edge of your helmet, and I'll give you the strength you need. But Dior won't shut up and get hit either. A strong elbow punch pierced my dovetail. Heavy pain and breathlessness strike me, but I won't let go of these hands!
"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!
"Ha ha!?
I'll blow my helmet up again and again by firing a series of demon bullets from my hand on the edge of my helmet. My hands get bumpy too, but their damage should be bigger.
You couldn't wait for the boulder, Dior fired a shock wave from all over your body and pulled me away. Was it a magic bomb?
Remove the Divine Silver Stick from storage and apply restorative magic to the right hand that has become a snag. Dior also seemed to have regained his posture, taking out some new sword and shield from somewhere.
"Oh, come on, are you done yet?"
"No matter, we haven't settled yet!
"What are you going to settle for? Hey!
Concentrate your magic while instilling magic into the Divine Silver Stick. I remember that normal magic didn't work much for God, so this is what I'm going to use this time.
"Space Cutting (Dimension Cutter)"
"Nooo!?
Is the magic of space cutting, which cuts off everything from space to space, a threat to boulders, Dior began to dodge thoroughly? Ha, wonder how long I can avoid it!?
"Damn, perseverance!
"Hyah! I'll ground you up!
Off-target space cuts cut off odd rocks standing in the wilderness, blocking Dior's escape. Even I'm not just shooting at the dark clouds, I'm shooting at you thinking about it a lot.
"The Big Bang!
Blow up every odd rock Dior you cut where you blocked the escape. If you're a normal opponent, it's up to you, but the truth is, this is a gap I deliberately showed you.
I lose sight of Dior because of the light and earthen smoke generated by the Big Bang. And 'causing ordinary destruction' magic like the Big Bang hardly works for the gods. Poke this gap. Dior's bound to throw me a melee. Finish there.
"" I got it -! "
At the exact same time, Dior and I spoke the same line. Dior chose to be the decision-maker, as I expected, in a melee attack dispersed by a blast of extreme blast. By contrast, what I chose as my decision-maker was a space cutting storm that fires in all directions, a counter that completely read Dior's movements.
The light and darkness of those who read the hand of resurrection and those who were read parted clearly.
"Gu...... mindless!
Dior tearing his whole body apart from space to space falls to the ground.
"Fucking hurts..."
I wasn't unharmed, either. Dior's sword was' amputating space 'eating into my shoulder. However, no fatal wounds were reached by the fragmentation of parts other than the blade or of Dior's flesh itself. I was hurt badly. I guess this is also due to VIT correction.
Throw away the blade you devoured on your shoulder and heal the wound with healing magic. It's been a long time since you've been hurt so much. It hurts so bad. I'm going to cry.
When I got off to the stone stage after treatment, there was a dior there that had already pimped unharmed. Shit, this is why he's a god.
"Yes, I recovered it."
Oh, thank you.
Receive the aurora sword from the real world that had been thrown somewhere during the beating, and store it in storage with the Divine Silver Stick.
"So, are you sure this satisfied you?
"Um, it was brilliant. You are a warrior worthy of my blessing."
That's what Dior said and got the sword in his hand, so I accidentally get up. Balgand's fucking jizz has been hitting me with a gavel, and Meronel's been pounding booze. Zephyr just had the wind wrapping me up, but how about this guy? You're gonna slash me with a sword, aren't you?
"Why are you here?"
"You're a normal reaction to a guy who suddenly shakes his legs, think commonsense."
"I'm not going to kill you, don't get up like that."
"Ah."
That's what Dior said. He hurt his palm with a sword, and he's been spraying that blood on me. Oh my god, what is the "ah" now Mr. Real!?
"Hey!?
"Ha ha, this is how I bless you. Forgive me."
I tried to purify the blood on my clothes, but before that, every stain on my whole body, Dior's blood, had disappeared clean and refreshing. I don't know what it is, but it's better if it's beautiful.
"Hmm, is it still an enemy to override your mother's protection?"
"That's right. The love, the time, the hassle, I'm so much better. I can't give you enough blood."
"Wait, wait, don't do something like my exchange where my will doesn't interfere, don't plan"
I don't know. At some point, they almost put on a more upper-like protection rather than a blessing. Plus, he's saying something about overwriting, but what, I'm already booked something in real life? I didn't hear anything, did I?
"Hey, you guys, tell me what's going on. It's disgusting to feel like they're setting some course where I don't know."
"No, we've already talked, haven't we? He said he was going to negotiate in the direction that Tysi would eventually finish what he did."
"Oh... no, you were talking about that, too"
"So, we're talking about who's going to hold it back. The point is, do I sponsor entrepreneurship or Dior?"
"I'll check again, but you're not talking about making up your mind right away, are you? That's all you need to talk about after you've had a full life expectancy, right?
"Yeah, I'll vouch for that. Talk to your daughters and make up your mind."
Talk to your daughters slowly...... oh my stomach is going to hurt now. So is this case, and most importantly, Mr. Ermina and Lijuana suck. This time it may be the legendary baked dirt seat inevitable.
"Come on, now we're all set - but we're almost done. At least to the point where you can go back to where you should be waving big."
"Really?
"Yeah, that's enough. Dior's blessings to Balgand, Meronel and Zephyr, and my messenger, Kimi, became too risky for the Vaults to harm them directly. Now you can swing the big hand and go back to Clover."
I'm going to be overflowing with emotions that I can't verbally express in real life words that I grin at. Right, can you go home? That's kind of lighter than I thought. Can I say it was a ton of clapping since I actually started getting pseudo-divinity?
I've had a lot of trouble, but I can finally go home to my family. I didn't think so. I almost burst into tears. No, don't cry yet. Crying is only after you resume with your family.
"Okay...... let's go home then"
When I groaned with all my thoughts, Mr. Ermina and Rijuana walked down from the stone stage to my side. They both look kind of anxious.
"Are you okay?"
"What do you mean, okay?
"Aren't we annoying?
Step away and hold two anxious people for saying so.
"Is it annoying? Had it not been for the two of you, would I have messed around somewhere or broken my heart..."
Turning his gaze in real life, he had a luscious grin like no more. My back is freaking out in many ways.
"Anyway. I owe it to both of you that I can stand here right now. That can't be annoying."
"If you say so, you'll be saved. Good luck getting your daughters to acknowledge it."
"You're newlywed, but you're no longer flattered, and if you think you're back, you're a lousy pawn owner with more women."
"You're hungry."
"It's a good story - so I'm almost done, so would you stop putting tea in there?
I'll put a complaint in the gods poking reality out of the way and deciding my mind.
"What about you?
"I'll say goodbye here once. I can always connect with Tysi with my heart. "
Shit, I'm frightened.
"I'm not scared."
Goddamn it, directly in this guy's head.
"- Fao Chiki, please -"
"No more"
"Haha, well I'll be on my way to say hello soon. Shall we think about the rest then? Now go home as soon as you can."
"Oh, okay...... then, let's go"
Concentrate your magic and firmly imagine where it will transfer. The destination is Clover, my room.
'Good luck with that. Well, it looks like you can repel it if you leave it alone.'
Real such a grunt echoed in the back of his brain the moment his vision shifted and darkened.
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