Mondaiji-tachi ga Isekai kara Kuru Sou Desu yo? - Volume 10 - Chapter 4.2

Part 2

---In another room of the airborne castle. Izayoi’s room for recuperation. 

"My, My, what a good girl she is. It’s just such a waste that she’s your child." 

{"------"} 

Baron Croix, who had spirited himself away like the clouds to the winds, had appeared in another room in the airborne castle. And in that room, Izayoi slept soundly on a bed, wrapped in several layers of bandages. Clearly, it was a specialised room to spare Izayoi some time to recuperate from his injuries as much as he could. 

And taking advantage of that room’s secluded characteristic, Croix chose it to be the meeting place for a certain person. 

"Are you not planning to meet her? I’m sure she would be very happy to see you," Croix continued to speak to the other person who hid on the other side of the window. 

{"……Croix. Why, did you lie to her?"} 

The person in the shadows did not answer Croix’s question but seemed to have struggled to say those words with a slight hint of hostility. 

Waving the bowler hat in his hand, Croix then covered his face and gave a shrug of his shoulders, "I did not lie to her. I was only holding back some information, that’s all." 

"And those just happen to be the most important. Be it the case of the [Genome Tree], and the truth about how you were summoned back to the world of Little Garden. If we were to consider the activities of [Ouroboros], there should also be a much more serious paradox occurring in the early 2000s."} 

"……Hmph. Then go tell her that yourself. You’re her father and she’s your daughter right? Don’t push the responsibility to me, that’s just being a pain in the ass." 

Croix was unable to maintain his calm as he reverted to his loud and uncouth speech patterns. Following a sudden violent waver in his shadows, Croix revealed his spiritual aura to display his godly side while opening those eyes which seem capable of piercing the veil that shrouds the soul. 

[Baron Croix]--- as a god of the Vodou mythologies and the god of lust, his existence was represented by his bowler hat and the swallowtail tuxedo which also forms the core of his spiritual power. To word it in reverse, there wouldn’t be any other real appearance of the Death god besides that. As long as it’s with the appearance of a person with a bowler hat and a swallow-tailed tuxedo, it will be as clear as day for anyone to identify him. 

And his current body was only that of a youth’s body taken from the realm of the death. 

A god whose nature was one that loved good cigars, rum and lewd sex, was also the god of life. And this god who controlled life, was now looking at a certain person, with eyes keen enough to see through the soul of the one hidden in the shadows, while continuing his lecture. 

"I was only giving her some attention out of consideration of our relationship as comrades and you just take it for granted that it is a responsibility of mine? Now, you think that you are some big stuff huh? Trying to criticize on my methods now? Shouldn’t you be taking action to show your sincerity in the first place?" 

{"……If I could do that, I would have done so by now!"} 

Perhaps the lecture might have hit upon a bad memory of sorts as the low voice in the shadows had also increased in volume. And it was a quavering voice shadowed with a tone of sadness. 

There was no father who did not want to meet his daughter. If he could, he would definitely go to meet her. But it’s precisely because of his inability to do so that he had to rely on his old friend to help with that. 

Knowing the reason behind it all, Croix also stopped his lecture as he noted that he might have gone a little too far with his outburst. 

Pressing his bowler hat while giving a sign, his tone reverted to before as he gave a shrug of his shoulders, "Mah……Regarding the [Genome Tree], maybe I should let her understand it’s inner workings. I would not wish for such a cute girl to walk the same steps as you." 

{"……Sorry. I will have to trouble you to do that."} 

"Yeah. Both you and Canaria, always pushing the important things to me. Please think a little about the troubles that you have delegated the responsibilities to from time to time. Oh man, I would really love to ask of you guys to cultivate a habit of cleaning up after yourselves." 

{"So,Sorry."} 

A rather embarrassed apology that hinted that there were many more incidences other than this that happened in the past. And the voice in the shadows was truly embarrassed by those memories. 

But shaking his head, Croix stood up and threw the [Genome Tree] to the shadows while stating his request, "Yare Yare, apply your spiritual power into the [Genome Tree] for me. It doesn’t matter if she can utilise it to its maximum effect, but she would be needing that power. For the sake of defeating Azi Dahaka, that girl…… No, the power of those two will be needed. After all we will never be able to defeat the [(Last Trial of humanity)Last Embryo] no matter how much we struggle." 

{"Got it. After dealing with the business with [Genome Tree], I will also ready a Game stage too."} 

"Then I will leave the outside matters to you. Just destroy any two headed dragons that you may come across as well then." 

Following that, the presence within the shadows disappeared. 

"…… Though I may say so. But how many people will actually survive in this battle?" 

Staying behind in the room by himself, Croix rested his hands on his cane while spitting his thoughts bitterly. 

"Heh? I can’t pretend not to hear that you know?" 

The unexpected sound of Izayoi’s voice caused Croix’s brows to lift in surprise. Although his injuries had been serious enough to make it difficult for him to recover consciousness, he just had to choose this moment to regain his consciousness. 

Clicking his tongue in his heart, he commented sarcastically to the eavesdropper. 

"Eavesdropping is bad manners, Izayoi. I would really love to meet your parents about that." 

"You mean my biological parents? Or the parents who have brought me up? Not that I care which are the ones you refer to anyways. Go see them if you want. You’re a death god right?" 

Izayoi gave his sarcastic retort as he sat up with difficulty. His abdomen and chest were swathed with bandages and even his hands were strapped and immobilized to wooden boards to act as splints. A slight movement of that body would surely be accompanied with an intense sensation of pain. 

Needless to say, it is easy for Croix, himself, to disappear from the room, but knowing Izayoi and that strong determination of his, he would surely give chase without care of those injuries. And the deterioration of Izayoi's condition from the reopening of wounds was not something that Croix would wish to happen. 

Seeming to give up on the idea of running, Croix shrugged his shoulders and touched the tip of his bowler hat, "Although the unicorn horn did help to preserve your life, I wish that you would continue to quietly rest for a little. ---Well then, is there a question for me?" 

"There are some things that I need to ask you about but it isn’t just one or two things. About the incident of [Ouroboros] three years ago, about the comrades of [No Name] and Canaria. And also about the relation between us, the trio who were summoned over from the other world. [Baron Croix], you are able to give the answer to all of them right?" 

"……Hmph." 

Okay…, Croix hesitated as he looked away to ponder his next step. 

It wasn’t all that difficult to answer Izayoi with the facts. After all, he was one of those involved in the decisions. And it was enough to reveal everything by giving away the clues to the riddle. 

However, giving an easy answer was not something that sat well with the character of this death god. 

"How should I do this. It’s really easy for me to give you the answers to your questions, but I will require an equivalent price from you." 

"Wha? Helping the [No Name] isn’t counted as the payment?" 

"Oi Oi, don’t say those stuff that will only degrade your personal character. Being unable to stand by and watch the downfall of [No Name] is something that you have accepted on your part to help them out right?" 

Izayoi lifted a brow at that. Truly, Izayoi’s decision to help the [No Name] was based on his own judgement. Waving the card of having helped them before was only an act of seeking compensation for having done a good deed. 

"Although I may say it that way, it is also a little unfair if I remain at status quo. ……Hmph. I will just answer a question for you then." 

Giving a stomp of his foot, Croix watched Izayoi carefully while keeping his cane closely held under his hands. And following a glint in his all-knowing eyes, Croix laughed, "Summoning you guys wasn’t for the sake of saving the [No Name]. The real reason lies elsewhere. You three were summoned over to Little Garden to complete that other aim." 

"…… I guessed as much. If it were for the revival of [No Name], one of us would be sufficient to accomplish that job." 

Although the time for their revival may be long or short depending on the calibre of the individuals, they only needed only one other for the revival of [No Name]. The accomplishment of getting the lands arable again and the defeat of two Demon Lords is already a huge war accomplishment that was completed within an astonishing time frame of half a year. And that is because all three of them were present. 

But no matter how important one saw their Community to be, it would still unable to explain the reason for gathering three individuals with the highest order of Gifts bestowed upon the Human race together in one location. 

Then, thinking it to be of another reason might be more logical. 

"Then, what is it? To defeat the [Ouroboros]?" 

"That’s part of the reason. But you guys have another opponent to defeat before looking to the [Ouroboros]. I’m sure littleIzayoi knows this clearly, right?" 

Holding his bowler hat down, he peeled his lips back as he barked a laugh. 

Izayoi narrowed his eyes to look to the window. 

"[Last trial of Humanity (Last Embryo)] ---the Demon Lord of [Absolute Evil]. You will talk if we can defeat that guy?" 

"Even if I don’t want to, I will have to at that point. Surpassing (clearing) the final trial is one of your callings. The world of Little Garden would not have a future if he is undefeated. If you guys are able to defeat him…… I will tell everything to you guys." 

To tell everything to us? Hearing those words, Izayoi narrowed his eyes that took on a glint of seriousness. 

"Do remember what you have said today. And don’t go swallowing those words that you have spoken, you Death god."[26] 

"Of course. Gods are unable to cast aside the promises that they have made with Humans. I will follow the promise to tell you from the start of what happened three years ago…… No, I will truthfully tell you about the incidences that led up to that point as well. 

What exactly is [Ouroboros]? 

Why the [No Name]s were destroyed? 

The actual reason for the world of Little Garden’s creation, 

And why Sakamaki Izayoi , you would be chosen by Canaria. …… No, I think I should reveal that answer to you now." 

"Guh," hearing the mention of Canaria’s name, Izayoi shifted his position slightly. If the truth were to be heard from the person in question, there would be no need for this movement to prepare himself. But this god was a different matter. That was just the level of threat and alertness that he would credit to the truth that would be told by this god who held sway over lives and saw no difference in good or evil. 

But Croix gave a fierce grin as he pretended not to notice the change in Izayoi’s attitude, "Okay, so how should I start this? Firstly, oh right. We must start from the other [Final Trial of Humanity], one that is different from this three headed dragon---the story about the Dystopian Demon Lord." 

"…… Dystopia? You mean, dystopia of the dystopian literature?" 

"That’s right. Everything started from how that guy caused Little Garden…… No, from how he locked the history of the Human race into ‘the world of Little Garden’ itself." 

Tapping the tip of his cane on the ground, the sagacious god started his recount. 

Following that, Izayoi was suddenly assaulted with the urge to sleep. Though it was fairly easy to defeat it there and then, Izayoi chose to face the assault head-on. 

And he will soon learn about the tracks left behind by Canaria, his adoptive mother. 

And the fate which will be borne upon the back of the youth called Sakamaki Izayoi.