Campione! - Volume 19 - Chapter 4.1

Chapter 4 – Intensifying Chaos

Part 1 

In the world there existed many famous mountains, high mountains. 

Where in, the mountain summit that the highly famous heroes including Seiten Taisei were temporarily staying at――wasn’t a preeminent high altitude by any means. 

Currently, around this mountain there were several mountains with similar height alongside it. 

The summit of the mountain was just right, so anyone could freely survey the scenery of the lining up mountain range that was just like sibling mountains. Like that it could even be said that it had its own charms. 

Seiten Taisei – Son Goku whispered. 

「Uh hum」 

The season was late winter, every mountain was covered with pure white snow. 

Nonetheless, there were quite a lot of evergreen trees at the vicinity of the summit. The dull green of pointy leaves and the brown tree barks that gnarled from cold were reasonably hiding the whiteness of the snow. 

「For me, a region that is a bit more like『Deep mountain valleys that cannot be pushed through no matter how many people there is!』is also not inconvenient though.」 

Even while being a wild war god, he declared as an ascetic that also learned the path of sage. 

On his younger day he played at the mountain of flowers and fruit as the king of the monkeys, later on he secluded himself for twenty years inside Reidai-Housan mountain, spending years absorbing himself in ascetic practice. That was the first half of the divine monkey – Son Goku’s life. (TN: Reidai Housan seems to meant ‘where the soul resides, heart dwell’) 

「Perhaps because this place is near a village that it strangely stink of human. Shall we lay out barrier to drive out human, or move to around that mountain there instead.」 

「What mountain you are speaking about? There is only mountains everywhere around here you know?」 

The hero with bright golden yellow curly hair beside him――Perseus tilted his head. 

Seiten Taisei pointed at south-southwest. 

「There. It has quite a dignified shape, it has good feeling see.」 

About forty odds kilometer ahead, there was the steepest sacred mountain in Japan, the Fuji Mountain standing tall. 

It was covered with a blanket of snow looking majestic and beautiful. It had far higher height than the mountains they were currently at, where Seiten Taisei and others needed to look up at that summit. 

……The place they were at was in the middle of Okutama mountain, named in the human world. 

It seemed that it was a place located at the national border west from Tokyo metropolis. 

The morning sunlight had just climbed up a little while ago. Fuji Mountain was bathed in that light and was brightly shining in a mix of golden and orange. 

But, Perseus shook his head. 

「As expected from Seiten-dono, that was an opinion that is appropriate for an unequaled master of secluding himself inside mountain. However, that is also an opinion that I find it a bit hard to agree to. As you know, most of the people who worshipped me as the incarnation of sun, the god Mithras, they lived in city and built my shrine in the metropolis.」 

The lady killer with beautiful feature and unrestrained air spoke nonchalantly. 

「Based on that circumstance, as expected being near the metropolis is fitting for me. I think that our current placement is just the right arrangement, for me.」 

「That way of talking has some kind of implication in it.」 

「If you receive it as a sarcasm toward a provincial person, that is merely an unjust suspicion. I believe that is merely the smoldering sense of inferiority inside yourself toward the people of the capital that make you think like that.」 

「At the moment you speak on and on, that is the moment you let the cat out of the bag.」 

An exchange of foul language that was unlike that of hero. But, there was no sign of the third hero that was there to join in that exchange. Seiten Taisei and Perseus glanced at that person’s direction. 

The divine monkey Hanuman was wordlessly facing the sword. 

A splendorous long sword was stabbed on the white snow, he was staring fixedly at that sword. 

Divine sword of salvation. It was a sword that should be called as the offshoot of the dormant hero Ramachandra. The silver blade was shining so sublimely that it looked cool and clear. 

But, on the blade of that glorious divine sword――black blot was spreading. 

From the middle of that large and long blade until its sword guard, was muddy black impurely……. 

「Ou, my fellow monkey compatriot-dono.」 

Seiten Taisei called at Hanuman that was staring at the black blot. 

「By any chance is shadow-dono…….the younger brother saying something?」 

「The other day since he was shutting himself inside the sword, he has been really quiet.」 

Perseus also spoke slightly cynically. For the view point of the hero that was the incarnation of sun, a gloomy existence like the black blot nesting inside the divine sword might be a little depressing for him. 

On the other hand, the loyal second in command of prince Rama answered solemnly. 

「View……」 

「Hohou.」 

「He is telling us to first watch over the strife between those godslayers?」 

「Affirmative. Prince Laksmana had spoken. First is to look. And then prepare. Without fail a good opportunity to attack will tumble toward us, was what he said.」 

The white divine monkey Hanuman had larger built than Seiten Taisei who was monkey like him. 

Speaking in human expression then he had a height of 180 cm. That large frame was clad in leather armor with his posture prepared for battle. 

The handsome man with bright golden yellow shrugged toward that mediator among them. 

「Roger then, white monkey-dono. In other words, that means that we shall cowardly stay inside a hole unbecoming for heroes, lying in wait for the moment the godslayers weaken from their internal discord.」 

「Just like rat or wild dog that fish for rotten meat in trashcan, it’s a steady and glum method.」 

Seiten Taisei also let out a stifled laughter. As expected it was with sarcastic tone. 

But, they didn’t object. The divine tool that Hanuman was possessing, the『Discus of Arrowhead』, it was thanks to the blessing of that tool that the two heroes could remain in this world. They had the sense of duty due to that. 

In contrast, Hanuman was holding a dignified silence. 

The black blot still spreading on the divine sword of salvation――as though ridiculing a hero’s heroic, it was wriggling on the blade, crawling like worm.