Chapter 23 – 23. Spreading Wings and Leaving the Nest (5)

And, I said to Solias.

I have to take care of this Champy that is following me right now, so of course I have to decide where it will sleep and let it rest.

Part of me wanted to just let him sleep on the street, but I didn’t want to do that because I had to keep watching him whether I liked it or not.

At least, I did.

“Find a clean, empty room and go in.”

“Wait a minute, you’re going to let me rest in a place like this?”

“Well, thanks to someone swindling me 3,000 years ago, some crazy fanatics plotted to kill me and I almost died. What should I do?”

If I tease you, you won’t hit me in the back. From my perspective now, all I can do is keep them alive.

Perhaps due to the drain on his power, he now has blond hair, blue eyes, a halo, and wings.

However, Solias is a little smaller than before.

Adramelech assists Solias with all his heart.

“What you looking at.”

Naturally, Adramelech glares at me, but of course there is no reason for me to speak kindly to him.

Additionally, my sister looks at me and asks if I don’t like Solias that much.

No, to be honest, this is a warning statement… Right?

“…Now that you think about it, I’m curious, Clark. If you really become useless later on, can I ‘research’ this little goddess?”

“W-what!? Mountain goat…!!! What are you-“

“No, why, I wonder what use it is to be a bastard who just whines without doing anything. I’m like that. Gilgamesh is like that, but my brother gave me permission, so I put up with it… But I won’t be able to do it if you go against Clark’s wishes. If so, can I use it? That’s the question.”

And a slight shadow appears around my sister’s eyes. At that moment, I even reacted slightly by saying, “Wow.”

And when I ask him how Sollias is doing, he gets very freaked out. In particular, Adramelech was about to pull out his spear knife.

“…Horrible!! What on earth is in the head of a ‘race’ like you!? You want to eat me?!”

“I don’t eat you because you’re dirty, you bastard. Do you think I’m the type of person who eats just about anything? Even though there’s a ‘thing’ I want to eat first, I don’t want that to be you, right?”

When the older sister hears this, she looks sullen and says to Solias as if he is talking nonsense. The older sister was holding back her anger to the extent that it was visible that she was holding back from wanting to kill him at any moment, and was showing her inquisitive mind toward Solias.

Being angry is being angry, but how did this work out? I understand the feeling of wanting to criticize something while doing it.

Of course, it only ends there.

“It’s a personal curiosity. A personal curiosity about how God dies and screams.”

“Just stop there, sister.”

Of course, there is no point in trying any further here. My sister probably didn’t like it either, and of course I have something to say.

“Do you have a choice? Do you want to go and rest in the ‘home’ that was the cult hideout that I destroyed, or do you want to rest in the ‘home’ that you cult bastards destroyed?”

Of course, I don’t care either way.

It’s just shocking, but I was given a choice, and not choosing that choice is also a choice.

The personal suffering behind it is none of my business.

“And you better not complain about sleeping in front of me right now. Thanks to the bitch you were acting like, I went to catch the demon lord and slept like a dog in a place even worse than here.”

The reason this place is more intact than the place I destroyed is because Medea was taking care of this house. Although there were signs of being smashed and torn here and there, the furniture and windows were still intact. It was a three-story mansion, and if you look for it, there is a space where you can relax.

Right now, I don’t have enough peace of mind to even worry about this.

“That…”

“Don’t say you’re sorry here. You’re an incompetent person who doesn’t deserve to say sorry. Hearing an apology from someone who can’t do anything doesn’t make the pain and sadness I’ve suffered go away.”

And, as a bonus, killing it doesn’t mean the father I killed will come back. Of course, the rest of the chapter was so shitty that the rest of it was cut off, and the sight of him complaining that sleeping was the only thing he could do was so disgusting that he went crazy.

“…You really are a hideously ugly monster, Solias. In a world that has been ruined by your greed, what? Just a bad night’s sleep? In front of people who live in a world that has become a mess thanks to you?”

It’s a truly shocking sound to hear from people sleeping on dirt and covered in blood.

The journey was difficult, and monsters were not the only enemies along the journey.

There were people who went crazy with hunger, were disappointed in the gods, cursed them, and tried to interfere with the warriors who received the blessings of the gods.

I don’t pity them.

They did it because they thought they couldn’t stand it, and if they could spit in the face of those damn gods, they would have done so.

Well, in the end, it was a wasted effort since they were kids who enjoyed even such things as play.

In the end, even though she looks like that, she only thinks of herself and only values ​​her own feelings, which makes me wonder how humans 3,000 years ago would have been like her and fallen prey to the demons’ temptation.

Now, I was wondering if they were both sealed together and could barely come out with their heads broken, but then they said they couldn’t behave like dogs.

Tsk.

That’s good.

Even if you don’t like it, you’ll have to adapt.

“The sky… Is a bit noisy.”

Gurgling rumbling-

My sister said.

I remember the sky was quite clear today, but suddenly there was lightning in the dry sky.

…

No, no.

It’s not something I care about.

At least for now, I don’t want to care what happens to them.

The way down to the basement.

And then he goes down that road to open the last legacy his father hid. Naturally, as I looked at my father’s emblem, the one with his hand reaching out to the starlight, I was able to see how many people’s hands had touched this place.

A technique was depicted that would incinerate and destroy all items inside if an attempt was made to force it to open, and it would not be opened if the set questions could not be answered.

As soon as I got there, I saw an apparition of my father appear.

I saw a ghost and a white vision of my father and called out to him, but it was all in vain. As if it were natural, he just said what he had to say without paying any heed to what I said. It was almost a pity, but…

“…Father!”

-Answer the questions to open the warehouse.

“Clarke, your father is dead.”

“…I know.”

I nod my head with difficulty at my sister’s words.

And of course, the question of the warehouse that was left here and told to open when danger came to the house.

Naturally, sentences came to mind, and those sentences contained only one thing.

…

-There are things you need to make dishes. To make that dish, you need ingredients. In order to get a feeling of fullness, you definitely need ‘ingredients’ and an appropriate ‘recipe’.

What do you get from this recipe?

…

It’s a recipe.

A story about why recipes suddenly appear.

Naturally, my father raised me and my sister alone.

My mother and my sister’s mother literally went away after giving birth. When I think about it now, even that may have been something my father accepted, a secret he had kept hidden all this time, and something he wanted to tell me so much.

What followed was a series of recipes.

Now that I think about it, it seems like there was something like this in the books Dick was reading before.

Important information is mixed in among the cooking recipes.

Naturally, through this, I need to know what my father has hidden, and I know his habits, the placement of certain letters, and his habits. To strengthen the spell, mix important words, letters, and spells between the spells to prevent or make them difficult to destroy.

My father had me ‘cook’ to teach him this.

And that’s while looking at all the recipes.

Before I realized there was something in the recipe, I had mastered about 20 dishes before I saw my father smile, and thanks to that, I was the only person in charge of the meal at the warrior party.

I made a lot of delicious things in my own way, but I didn’t make and eat them because I was afraid Anna would cry.

Well, Anna used to say that she wanted me to make what she eats.

I didn’t have to go out so I didn’t cook at home, but when I was out and about, I would cook a lot of delicious food for him.

If you can afford it.

The road to travel is rough, and if you can take mental care of yourself by eating, that alone is really useful.

No, in the first place…

The other party members didn’t know how to cook.

Most of them would survive by eating their own portable food, and if they ran short, they would share with each other and survive until the next base.

That unlucky ‘Kanf’ bitch mixed up spices that no one but the elves could tolerate and made it so that only she could eat it, and yet she was the most obnoxious person among obnoxious people for asking others to eat it.

At least Gawain used to share it with others, but it’s amazing to see that a man over 190cm tall even saves what he eats to give to his colleagues.

… What’s even more infuriating is that the food given was ‘potatoes’ and they make rotten faces when they see it.

Damn you Kanf bitch.

“What’s wrong Clark?”

“During the expedition, a shitty memory related to food came to mind.”

“I should have followed you, but I’m sorry for not being able to help you.”

Naturally, Anna bows her head at those words, but it is by no means Anna’s fault. If Anna had been like me on that harsh battlefield, I would have had a really hard time.

“…It’s better not to come, Anna. Such a crazy battlefield must never be repeated again.”

“…”

And as if she knew my feelings in these words, she just held my hand tightly. And my sister asks me about this.

“Can you give me the answer?”

“Finding what my father hid among these hundreds of recipes… Isn’t that difficult. It only takes about a minute.”

Since I first woke up again, I was able to quickly figure out if something had awakened me as well when it came to magic. Actually, I think it will take a little less time than that, but since this is my first time using it, this is the speed I am currently using.

Well, that’s good.

About what my father was hiding, and even about what he expected and left this behind.

I followed my father’s instructions and solved the problem here –

Ordered drinks that flowed out from among the recipes.

The result of combining them…

“…”

For the first time, I truly hated my father.

“Father, why are you doing this?”

And the door opens.

After the door opens, what’s inside…

It was a cosmic path, full of starlight.

Solias.

Goddess of creation.

The planet was born, and divinity came into the world for the first time.

Life forms take root, and among those life forms, evolved intelligence.

A being who guided humanity and used its power to protect them.

The first thing Solias felt after being born was extreme loneliness. I had power, but I needed someone to talk to and be a friend.

After her intense loneliness, Solias created angels who were like her own children, but that didn’t improve anything. No matter what you say, you are right. Conversations with those who said, “Do whatever you want,” Couldn’t be called fun, even if you looked at it favorably.

For eons, the terrible loneliness still tormented him.

That’s why humanity tries to distance itself from itself.

And those who become friends with the demon gods, the progenitors of monsters.

A person who is married to a monster. And even those who leave themselves as goddesses.

I couldn’t tolerate all of this.

After thinking it was unacceptable…

I called for outside help, but-

In the end, it was like this.

Everything was a mess.

“…”

The sky is noisy.

A lightning strike in a dry sky.

And at the same time, Solias felt that many of his relatives and angels who were connected to him were dying, and the source of their power was returning to him.

No, most of it is being absorbed by other Elder Gods, but some of it is coming back to them.

And I could tell.

Ah-

My daughters

That my children are dying.

And even the terrible ‘madness’ felt above it.

In return for opening the door, the humans she loved so much are being manipulated by external gods, and another threat has been introduced. And I feel the lives of the remaining two families and countless angels being slaughtered.

It shouldn’t be like this.

I, who made a mistake, should not be like this.

Hound.

The Hound of Tyndalus.

Dick Johnson.

Demon Sultan’s Chosen.

What he said after breaking the seal that sealed him.

-If you poop, the bitch has to clean it up, right? The world went to shit because of you, so take responsibility.

Okay.

It’s time to take responsibility.

As he said, he was ruined by his own greed.

“Adramelech.”

“Did you call me, Solias?”

“…From now on, go to heaven and bring the survivors.”

“I will follow your orders.

My daughters are probably getting hurt protesting against those who imprisoned them and those who stole my image.

And Solias holds up her own broken sword.

The sword was broken by Clark’s hammer, and when the sword was connected to the broken section once again, it stuck together with a little light.

But it wasn’t perfect. You probably won’t be able to swing it very long and it will break.

…

Dani regains her strength as her own daughters die.

And that power, she was wielding the things she had summoned as she pleased.

The person who caused this horror and tragedy cannot die even if he wants to. I shouldn’t have run away, paying for my sins by dying here.

I couldn’t leave it like that.

Even if it’s just to stop their ‘entertainment’ against the people they care about.

I didn’t want to fall down here like nothing.

And, soon after, the angels brought by Adramelech.

Archangels, Michaela and Gabriela.

Along with those two, there are angels all over the place who are in disarray.

And soon after, the women knelt down on one knee in front of them and bowed their heads to Solias.

“Michaela, Gabriella.”

“Please excuse me.”

“…I am weakened.”

“Then, our power-“

“No, I won’t.”

Devouring his own creatures and regaining his strength?

No, that’s nonsense.

Gilgamesh has approved it, and the hound is looking forward to it.

And beyond, the ‘madness’ and ‘chaos’ that came from space.

The heavens will become chaotic.

This all happened after Clark awakened.

And if you follow him, he will definitely be able to get clues to remedy the sins he has committed.

He was willing to endure any pain for the sake of the world that was ruined because he had been deceived.

She loved this world and the humans who followed her too much to abandon this world just because it was abandoned.