Chapter 348 – The Beginning

000

The realm of Yggdrasil, the land of the World Tree.

A few hours ago, the warriors from another realm who had defeated Edin and passed over-that is, Cleon’s friends his, including Amelia, gathered in front of the World Tree once again.

Of course, it is not only them who have gathered there, but also Yggdrasil, the ruler of the realm who must open the way for them.

Due to the short but sure break and the influence of Yggdrasil’s healing barrier, most of the party’s bodies were recovered.

Of course, only the kind of wounds and scars that could be cured were recoverable.

The distortion and contamination created by the erosion of another dimension’s magical power left ugly on Cassius’ body, and the contamination remained on his body.

“His Highness His Cassius, are you feeling well?”

“Don’t worry. It’s already been a year since this happened. I’m used to it now… I don’t think it’s a wound that can be healed.”

Cassius smiled and replied to Amelia, who had no choice but to worry about Cassius.

It was a twisted half body, but the light in the eyes of him was still intact.

He kept his wise eyes looking far into the distance.

“It’s not like that. If you go back to the original world, you will definitely find a cure.”

Not giving up hopeful observations is an undeniable good thing about Amelia.

Cassius also nodded at her story, but the faces of those other than Amelia were not so bright.

Everyone knows that his body will no longer return to its original state.

Except for one more person, Gray.

“Hermes. Is there any way to restore His Highness Cassius’ body to its original state?”

After disabling the blackout suit, Gray returns to his original detective outfit.

The difference from before awakening to that power was that even while wearing the bread hat that always covered her long hair, her head her was exposed and her gray hair that reached her waist her was not hidden.

Because of a fully established identity, a body closer to that of a girl than a boy must have been established.

Now, even being called ‘her’ made her look comfortable.

Hermes, who took the pendant still hanging around her neck her as his body her, paused for a moment to answer her question.

[Recovering from magical power in another dimension requires various techniques. Although it is not impossible if you use ancient cell regeneration technology. It can be said that it is close to impossible with modern healing magic or medicine.]

“Oh! Isn’t the ancient technology Hermes’ monopoly? Then, go back and find a way to heal together.”

When Amelia nodded her head at those innocent words of Gray, Cassius also scratched his cheek with a wry smile.

And Hermes, unknowingly sighing while hanging from Gray’s neck.

[…Let’s try.]

Like that, when the story about Cassius’ body was finished, their eyes turned to the avatar of Yggdrasil – the incarnation of the World Tree in human form.

She appeared once again to see her party off her, with a benevolent smile that did not change from the first time I saw her.

“Then… Yggdrasil-nim. I will recapture Cleon.”

At Freya’s words, Yggdrasil nodded her head, and her gaze turned to Peru Luca, who was standing next to Freya.

Luca Peru hides behind Sif, who was standing in front of her, with a slightly surprised look at her gaze toward him, but Yggdrasil smiles at her once again and talks.

“Freya… And, your ordeal is not yet over. No, to be more precise, it could be said that the fate of the entire exile realm is at stake.”

“The realm of the goddess of death…Wandering thoughts, what the hell is sleeping in the land of the dead?”

When Sif asked that question, the others nodded as well.

Now that the rulers and creators of other realms have disappeared, the most powerful in this realm of exile must be Yggdrasil, the world tree in front of you.

And the Frost Queen and the Goddess of Death, who could be said to be equal to or slightly inferior to her.

The Thunderlord was also a ruler with strength comparable to them, but he was defeated by those gathered here and disappeared.

What is the ordeal that Yggdrasil, who possesses the greatest power, is talking about?

Why did n’t he reveal his true identity?

The answers to all those questions were where we were going from now on.

“If you open the dimensional door and go beyond it. All of you are unwelcome beings. The undead, the limbs of the goddess, will reject you.”

“They’re just living corpses. I barely got out of that boring world, and I have to go back…”

Moose complained in annoyance.

For a while, she was captured by Amelia and unable to use her powers her properly, but after hearing Yggdrasil’s story her, she calmed down a bit when she heard that she could get into a big fight again.

Thanks to that, he was free from Amelia’s restraints her.

“…Can I help?”

To Peruluca’s words, Cassius replied.

“Everything is inevitable… There is no such thing as coincidence. Destiny interferes with each other and moves like a cogwheel. It means that this fate can be resolved only when everyone here is present.”

“In addition, Cleon will be waiting for Peruluca to come.”

At Amelia’s kind words her, Peru Luca slowly nodded her head and clenched her fist.

“…Wait, Cleon. We must…!”

The moment Amelia’s resolve is once again strengthened, Yggdrasil opens the portal.

Beyond that was an immutable tomb where nothing but death existed, the exact opposite of her land.

001

“…Really, senpai, you’re fighting to protect the goddess, right?”

“That’s right. There’s a powerful enemy that can’t be defeated unless everyone joins forces, so we definitely need the power of Death Knight.”

“Ugh… Well, then it can’t be helped…”

With slow steps, the two were walking from the East Cemetery to the West Cemetery.

Among the undead created by the Goddess, Maid Jean Banshee and Death Knight, one of the few servants with egos, were heading to the Rich’s workshop where Cleon and Rich were waiting.

While Cleon was away, Death Knight Beatrix, who had recovered her mentality to some extent, raised her happy face when she heard the door sound, wondering if her senior her had returned.

Realizing that it was her Emma her, not her senior her, her expression of disappointment her soon became, in a way, I wonder if it was her disrespect her for her her.

Anyway, the Death Knight, who nodded vertically at Emma’s explanation her, as the guardian of this realm, to protect her goddess her.

And, in order to be of help to her senpai, even Laila, who hated her, was prepared to hold her hand.

In addition, the cat Lila promised was also important.

“So, is senpai with Rich right now?”

“That’s right. We need to prepare for the decisive battle, with Cleon…”

Beatrix listened to that and pondered for a moment.

Cleon is a magic swordsman, and he may know a lot about magic, but he probably knows less about magic than the rich Lila.

If so, it was easy to predict that what she wanted from Cleon was not simple knowledge of magic.

Then. What made her need her Cleon.

When his thoughts her reach that point, Beatrix feels goosebumps at the uneasiness passing through his head her as he looks at Maid Jean Emma and talks.

“…Joe, hurry up a little. Maybe… Something you’re concerned about is happening…”

“What are you concerned about?”

“Rich… She’s clever.”

With that said, Beatrix walks fast- no, almost starts running.

While Emma is perplexed by the behavior of the Death Knight, she somehow manages to keep up with her pace her and follows her.

Being an undead, I never run out of breath, so there was no problem with running itself.

And, in front of the studio that took several minutes to arrive.

Beatrix first lit the magic time, looked inside from the outside.

Elma, who hastily chased after her, questioned Beatrix, who suddenly stopped her steps.

Irrespective of such things, if you look at the workshop with your eyes open—

I could see that a terrifyingly large amount of mana was entangled and melting from inside.

The thing she feared was happening, Beatrix was sure.

“…!”

Roaring! And purple flames rise from her body.

“Hyaaaaa!?”

Looking at the sudden hostility of Beatrix, when Emma raised her voice in amazement, Beatrix turned to Emma with a cold smile.

“I’ll open the door, so please step back for a moment.”

“Hey, why are you pulling out the sword with one hand!? Because you’re not here to fight!”

“It’s okay… I just… Cut the traitor…”

“You’re not okay at all!?”

Stopping her Beatrix, who seemed about to run away, Emma blocked her way and stepped backwards.

As a result, her back gets closer and closer to the door of Layla’s cabin.

Soon, thump! And the moment his back her touched the door.

[Ah ♡ Cleon ♡ is amazing ♡ That ♡]

And a voice came from inside.

It must be that the doors and walls of the shabby cabin are not well soundproofed.

There are few people who care about sound, no, there are few undead.

Emma, ​​too, could feel her whole body’s body heat sinking and cooling off.

Well, since body temperature doesn’t exist for the spirit body Banshee, it must have been a metaphor.

The embarrassment and confusion from earlier were all lightly blown away.

And, while looking at Beatrix, she smiled.

“I’m sorry Bea. I misunderstood.”

“Bea…? I’m a Death Knight-“

The next second, Emma spun around her, and she landed a spinning kick into Lila’s door.

Quaang! When the door of the old cabin, which had fallen from its anchorage, rolled on the ground with a groaning sound.

The heat and mana that filled the inside, wrath! They poured out and attacked Emma and Beatrix.

It was like opening the door to a sauna.

“What, what!? The door exploded!”

With your back to the door, Layla is naked, clinging to Cleon’s body her and blaring her voice her.

Cleon and Emma, ​​who were sitting and looking toward the door, met their eyes.

“…”

“…Huhu♡”

Emma’s kind smile and laughter resonated at the same time.

However, that kindness was only disguised.

It is a kind of camouflage to arouse vigilance before hunting the target.

“Why–Ah, ah…”

Layla, looking back at her and her voice her quivering involuntarily.

Behind Emma, ​​a sword in one hand, enveloping her body in purple flames.

I saw the figure of the Death Knight walking towards her with red eyes shining on her shaded face.

“Both of you, calm down! There are circumstances in this!”

When Lila quickly stands up from Cleon, waving her hand and trying to make her excuses, Emma replies, not erasing her laughter.

“Yeah… There must have been circumstances. White liquid was dripping from inside like that…”

“No, that’s not the case!”

Behind Lyla, Cleon met Beatrix’s eyes her.

“Senior…”

“…”

Hearing Beatrix’s voice her calling out to him in a gloomy voice, Cleon gulped nervously.

I could see the magic of anger flowing into the sword she was holding in her hand.

Yes, to Galatea holding her hand her…

“…Yes?”

Cleon widened his eyes as if he had realized something there.

“I can’t forgive… After holding me, is Richie next… Senpai… Any girl is fine…”

“Wait… Beatrix, no, Death Knight! Sword! Look at the sword you’re holding in your hand!”

Cleon panicked and raised her finger to point at the magic sword she was holding in her hand her, but the Death Knight’s eyes and her ears her seemed to be blocked by her anger and betrayal her.

“Senior… Even if you try to trick me with something like that, it’s useless… Be gentle… You have to be punished… Be prepared…!”

“Maid! Say something to stop this idiot!”

Lila clings to Emma to catch her grass her, but Emma just puts her hand on her face and smiles.

“Whoopoo♡”

With a thumping sound, Layla’s workshop was turned into a mess by her swinging sword.

The Death Knight came to his senses her only after Cleon accurately caught the blade of her demonic sword with both of her hands her and was electrocuted together with her mana shock her.

002

In front of Emma and Beatrix, who were sitting on the sofa, Cleon and Lyla, dressed in sloppy clothes, were sitting on their knees.

After hearing Laila’s explanation of the situation, Emma let out a sigh of relief, but her expression was that she knew roughly.

When Beatrix came to her senses her, she was a little thrilled when she remembered that it was possible to pour magic into a demonic sword.

“…Anyway, the conditions for using magic have been met. The goal is to achieve it.”

At Lila’s words, Cleon nodded her head.

“What kind of magic is it that Cleon and that… Is it possible to do that?”

“It’s an amazing magic. It emphasizes the importance of human ties…”

When Lila answers Emma’s question-

“Maybe it’s a magic that doesn’t go well with a lich…”

Beatrix naturally dissed her as if breathing.

“It’s noisy… You’re the one who, at some point, can handle the executioner’s sword.”

Layla muttered while looking at such Beatrix. Beatrix nodded her head, but then looked at Layla with a dumbfounded sound like ‘yeah’.

“…Did you know? I can’t use this sword…”

“Yeah, because I’ve never seen the writing scene? I don’t think you’re going to keep the things you got from the goddess because of your personality. There’s something wrong… I thought.”

Beatrix covered his face with both hands and seemed to have lost her mentality again.

“It’s okay Beatrix. That sword seems to have completely become your strength now.”

“…Really? Senpai?”

Come to think of it, the feelings she felt when she awakened Galatea were intense feelings of betrayal.

If she was n’t overcome by such strong emotions to some extent, it might not be enough to awaken her demonic sword.

“Yes. So, treat it with respect. It’s a bit sensitive, that sword.”

As if to answer Cleon’s words, Galatea’s blade seemed to sparkle once.

Beatrix nodded and returned his demonic sword to cowardice.

In that way, she somehow found stability in Layla’s studio.

Emma quietly opened her mouth.

“Then… What should I do now?”

“First of all, I’ll have to join my friends who have fallen away. …It’s a story if you come.”

To Cleon’s words, Layla replied with her arms crossed.

“Your colleagues…How many did you do there?”

“Senior…!?”

At Lyla’s words her, which seemed to stimulate Beatrix, Cleon nodded and covered her head as if he was in trouble.

“I’m kidding. Whether it’s 1 or 10, nothing changes. Well, I want your comrades to be strong. Being weak will only get in the way.”

“…You don’t have to worry about that. Rather, without them, you won’t be able to defeat the opponent you’re fighting from now on.”

Without Peruluca, Alessios inside Illenu could not be brought out.

Dyurahan- Wilhelmina said they would definitely come.

“Come to think of it, where did Dyurahan go?”

“… Well? She said she was getting ready, but she didn’t say where she was going. She just went to the cathedral.”

Upon Cleon’s answer, the Death Knight shut her mouth for a moment.

“There must always be a goddess in the cathedral, but she goes there alone and if anything happens…”

“It’s okay, he’s not that weak.”

To Beatrix’s concerns, Lyla replied dismissively.

Cleon also nods his head and looks towards the cathedral.

I was worried about what Durahan’s preparation was, but first I had to wait for my colleagues to arrive here.

003

What Dullahan sees before her eyes her is the goddess of death who is asleep while sitting on her throne her-

And, with her wriggling shadow of her.

These are the rapidly proliferating chunks of meat on the inverted cross seen behind the throne.

“As expected… The more you search for memories of him, the faster they will regenerate…”

Dyurahan clicked his tongue and pulled out his sword.

Then, as she pierced the ceremonial sword into his flesh her, she infused her own divine magic.

“…If we don’t delay… Until the Magic Swordsman-kun’s colleagues arrive.”

And, while no one was watching, he was the first to start a fight alone.