Chapter 4
Part 1
—— [Kouen, City of Brilliant Flames], ruins.
In [Kouen City] capital that was devastated by the battle last night, the man called Grimm was holding his stomach laughing while stomping his foot.
DaDaDa! While stomping until dust was floating, he revealed the most distasteful smile.
“Brilliant indeed, His Excellency! At such a crucial timing, to shatter their wonderful dream! That was so cruel! Repaid with three times the interest! Aah, you are so wonderful!!!”
Opening the cloth made of Mythological Fox Demon Tail, inheriting the gift of clairvoyance, he peeked over the different locations of the game stage.
After a round of hysterical laughter, the man wiped away his looming tears and stood up after feeling satisfied.
“This is how it is. This is a Gift Game. This is the Game of Gods and Demons. The bunch from the Outer World feign ignorance about their immaturity and powerlessness once they face a crisis. Whining that is talent, that is cheating. Then they finally result to painstakingly change the rules in ambiguous ways and widening the interpretations to take pride in it, even trying to show off how excellent they are. What’s pitiful is that those little tricks from the minor players are slowly poisoning Little Garden.”
The man drowning in the control of the Three Headed Dragon’s game tightened his fist.
“However…His Excellency is different. Using power to overcome the strong, using tactics to deceive the wise, using majesty to defeat the brave! Aah, that’s right! This is it, the Game Make only those walking the majestic path are capable of! His Excellency, you are the strongest Demon Lord…!!!”
With eyes shining like an innocent child, the man opened both his hands.
The construction of Gift Games was restricted by a silent agreement between several Gods —— 『Geass Roll creation rule』. The most important and respected rule is “a game’s divinity cannot be violated”. In essence, if borrowing the name of Existing Game to continue, one cannot carry out the Existing Game’s prohibited actions.
If it is an original game, the Host and the Participant cannot have different interpretations over the game rules nor reward. If there is no common understanding then the game cannot be established, the Geass Roll also cannot be made. Since that was neither a game nor a duel, only despicable deceit.
Gift Games only stood on the starting line of the stage after surpassing humanity.
In a game of power, wisdom and courage amongst the Transcendents, humans that depended on those trickery do not deserve to stand on stage like Galdo in the past, but to be eliminated by the real players.
“It really makes me want to shout ‘Gods and Buddhas banzai’. The noble path, that led to their loss would not work when facing His Excellency’s Game Make. Don’t you think so, Rin?”
“…Yes, Sensei.”
Rin nodded with a nervous expression. She was a sophisticated Game Maker. She saw through the harsh condition of the Host immediately.
(His Highness…seemed to have hidden off somewhere, what exactly is he planning to do?)
It could not be won alone. But it would be hard to cooperate with the Host, Rin thought.
To cooperate during the fight, a trigger would be necessary.
“Speaking of which, Sensei. Isn’t Maxwell left to a man called Koumei? To just allow him to cut in, this is really unlike Sensei’s behavior…”
“Ahh, it can’t be helped. I didn’t expect his rationale to have deteriorated to the point of ignoring Koumei…However, to be intercepted by Pseudo-Angels and letting that fellow slip past is just…Totally a disgrace that Koumei's past self could not imagine.”
Snorting, the man continued.
“Maxwell is just being Maxwell.. Even without completing his form, he just flew out of the pupa in an incomplete state. That virgin is just impatient, vexing others. He should have changed his soul status, that pervert.”
So damn troublesome, the man viciously clicked his tongue.
“The ‘Third Perpetual Machine’ cannot be used unless there is a proper vessel. Maxwell can be counted as a distant sibling, maybe it is possible…but to be driven berserk by love, this is totally anti-dramatic. If he truly was driven to insanity by love, not destroying the target of affection would render it meaningless. Understanding this point, your provocation still holds meaning.”
To the Sensei in a good mood, Rin responded without energy.
Taking this chance to investigate everything, Rin raised her hand and asked.
“In your honest opinion Sensei, which side do you think will win?”
“Aiya, this is really an unmotivating question. Although I want to ask you to think for yourself, this time would be an exception. —— Ahem. Yes. In a frontal confrontation, I believe My Lord will win.”
Suddenly ceasing his smile, the man answered.
Rin displayed a listening ear and asked again.
“Azi Dahaka received the second seal in the battle from 200 years ago, causing his physical ability to deteriorate. Sensei thinks even with this, winning is impossible?”
“Ahh. Fundamentally as long as His Excellency has ‘Avesta’’, it can be evened out regardless of the difference in power. That is the ‘Another Cosmology’ of rivalry that is able to construct the dualism with the fastest speed. With that Gift, regardless of any opponent or situation, His Excellency’s winning chances will not be lower than 50%.”
“If I remember correctly, it is the ‘Another Cosmology’ that copies the opponent’s abilities exactly as it is to himself…right?”
“Yes. It is because of this Gift, that not matter how many Gods gathered, His Excellency cannot be defeated. The more enemy Gods there are, the stronger His Excellency becomes.”
Also this is the Gift that extinguished the Garuda’s flames. Not only the opponent’s ability, but it also acts as a reverse mirror to cancel Gifts.
Imitating the reverse of opponent’s Cosmology and integrating it into himself in limited usage.
It was ranked as one of the strongest mostly due to this ‘Another Cosmology’.
“Because of this, even a Chief God level being will have a hard time defeating His Excellency. After all everything including the Gift is imitated.”
“…Saying this might offend Sensei, but this is a cheating Gift that seems to be even more powerful than the one in the rumors. But if that really is the case, then nobody can win. Although it is to defeat the clones, if the more people there is, the stronger he becomes, then there is no method left. No need to even think about plans. The Host masters are all going to cry.”
“No, one race is an exception. Also the weakness. I think His Excellency's ‘Another Cosmology’ is a Gift made specifically for that race.”
The man known as Grimm raised his index finger and smiled.
“A type of Cosmology. Wrong, in this case calling it Chronology is better. The specie that shares the same Chronicle as Azi Dahaka, no matter how many it cannot be imitated.”
“ Is that the human race…?”
“Yes. Mah, it was originally human’s pus, should be meaning something similar to disease/trouble). Only those that have inherited the blood of humans can squeeze pass ‘Avesta’’s loophole and challenge His Excellency. It’s also because of this that His Highness’ original body has a human foundation.
According to the legend, Azi Dahaka had the fate of being defeated by “the hero that saved humanity’s future” appearing at the end of the world.
(In that case, the direct confrontation against Azi Dahaka from the Host side has about three, four people. Although it would be best to join forces with that Izayoi-something guy…)
…It won’t work, Rin shook her head in her mind.
As for why it wouldn’t work, it would be because of the fact that the enemy would not naively turn a blind eye over the conflict in [Underwood] and [Kouen City].
If there existed a situation that compels a joint in forces like before, or a sure-win plan, then it would be another matter ——
“Speaking of which, Rin. What happened to those two children?”
“Ah, yes. I tied them up properly.”
“Is that so? Then I need to take them down first. Especially that spotted lass for she is an important piece that might become our trump card. Chances are hard to come by. You better watch and learn.”
“Learn…is it?”
Learn what? Rin tilted her head, the man replied with a suspicious giggle.
Yokkorase[1], the man stood up releasing pressure strong enough to be felt even when separated by the static.
“Do you even need to ask? Of course it is the splendid trick of the ‘Storyteller’ that even dares to deceive the Man-eating fiends.”
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