Chapter 97 – 97. Return of the Empress (11)

Edward Pantalone.

No,

Kang Hojun.

He was sweating as he looked at his original owner’s younger sister who was now standing in front of him.

Likewise, he also holds a sword and blocks Elizabeth’s attack with all her might.

But that’s it.

Geomcho, the whole body reads geomcho and just moves. A cheat ability given to you by [God] When you were reincarnated in this world.

Of course, cheat abilities are given when you are reincarnated.

He said he was reincarnated in Elcadia, and a man with blonde hair and dark skin is coming to kill you. If he doesn’t want to die, he should do his best to train himself and control his spirit to survive.

In particular, Edward Pantalone, the original owner of the body, was very fat.

Is this a human body?

At least in my previous life, I wasn’t slim either, but I wasn’t Lee Jeong-don either.

But the problem was solved very easily.

Cheat abilities.

[Impersonator]

Naturally, it was able to copy the other person’s actions and magic.

What you can use is your own [Life Energy].

After using it once, you will be exhausted and unable to do anything, but you can also force yourself to do that through a potion.

In this world, he has amplified his vitality through a potion, elixir, which is as good as magic, and now he is doing his best to fight against Elizabeth, who is using the swordsmanship of the Duke of Pantalone with all her might…

No, it looked like a whistle.

Kwaaaaa!!!

“Whoa!?”

And the sword that I thought immediately followed suit.

Then, in an instant, he changed the position of his right and left hands and threw the sword away. As soon as the gap was revealed, he immediately kicked him in the abdomen, breaking the wall and falling down.

Why?

I would have followed along the same way.

I know for sure that she is a hero-level being.

Although she is the original owner’s younger sister, she has accomplished an unbelievable feat, and lives up to her reputation for guarding the party while cutting down thousands of monsters single-handedly. Each and every one of her is an extremely threatening swordsmanship, and she follows suit. Was doing

She did the same and endured the pain that felt like the blood in her whole body was drying up, but why?

And soon after, Elizabeth appears through the broken wall. The shining gray eyes were suddenly filled with gold, and the golden light shined through the dust.

I feel like a wild beast is staring at me.

Elizabeth’s indifferent voice presses on her as if she is evaluating that her own life is like a lamp before her wind.

“Hmm, I know what it is. It’s like fighting a doppelganger. It feels like fighting someone holding a sword just like me. But, it’s more fun because it feels like they’re fighting with me, but you’re so boring. Playing with them should be fun. Gist.”

“…What, what!?”

“If you’re going to imitate me, you have to do it right. Eliza Lotte said that she suddenly became stronger than the knights under her command, and I think I know why she lost. Well, that’s not it. You imitated what I learned, right down to my enlightenment, right?”

After just a few close encounters, everything was figured out. And the moment she figured out that she could imitate her again, she raised her sword and charged in, mimicking what she did earlier, but-

Whoa!!

“It doesn’t work.”

“Khaaaaa!”

Kwaaaaang!!!

Break the wall and fall out again.

“Why? Did you think you would win if you copied my enlightenment? If you had thought you would win everything by copying it in an instant, we wouldn’t have gone to catch the demon lord and we would have gone all out.

Have you ever thought about how much you have to think and revise your judgment in a battle where the slightest mistake can mean the difference between life and death, or how much you might die if you make a wrong decision?

There’s no need to do that. “Because you and Edward were just busy parasitic somewhere, stealing, and clumsily imitating.”

Elizabeth’s harsh criticism, similar to ridicule, continues.

I gritted my teeth, but it seemed like her ribs had been broken in the previous attack.

It was also difficult to breathe.

Every time I take a breath, I feel the taste of blood in my mouth and the feeling of blood filling my lungs.

In my previous life, all I could remember was being beaten to death, but the feeling that death was slowly approaching me was scary.

I couldn’t stand, and I couldn’t face it.

What on earth is this? What kind of thing has this become?

The reason he doesn’t die even after being hit by a woman wielding such a huge sword is because he can imitate the target’s physical abilities.

But despite that, it hurts enough to kill me and I die.

I thought this was getting murdered.

And then I got a chance to live.

Kwaaaaa!!!

The heat can be felt from behind her back to this side.

And the heavy drinking that comes with the heat. Shock.

All the windows in the mansion were broken and smashed.

And do you know who caused that shock?

Elizabeth, who just a moment ago had been thoroughly toying with her and was about to kill her, now has all her eyes focused on her rear.

This is the time.

At this point, I can kill it…

“…!!”

And the gaze we met.

The murderous force he felt when he tried to grab the sword in her hand was glaring at him.

For a moment, he was so overcome with fear that he didn’t even realize that his pants were getting wet.

If he goes in there now, if he goes to kill that woman, he will be cut to pieces by her single sword.

“…”

I look at him for a moment and then turn around without hesitation.

Clark, Geum Taeyang.

Are you going to see him?

I couldn’t die like this.

If it is a sin to struggle to survive from the golden sun that is coming to kill you, then you will sin until the end.

Was it when I felt like I was barely able to escape, with my body feeling intense pain?

“…!!”

“You can’t run away, Edward Pantalone.”

And his own weakness held him back.

That means you can’t use multiple skills at once.

And his personal skills are so poor that he cannot possibly win a fight against many people.

Even if Elizabeth copied her skills, she did not have the skill or ability to withstand an overwhelming force like her.

Still, it was good.

This came with the golden sun, and of course, if you copy the power of the golden sun-

He was able to live.

For a moment,

It only takes a moment.

If you copy his skills, if you copy the power of the strongest wizard.

And I thought I could get out of here if I copied that guy’s magic that instantly reduced this mansion to ashes.

“Why, why!? It must be the most, most powerful technique you can use!!”

Said the golden sun, clicking her tongue.

He extinguished the magic of the gold sun he had copied so easily.

“But…Hey, to be honest, if I can’t answer the questions I give you, you’re an idiot, aren’t you?”

It’s cowardly.

To begin with, this was an empty Gangjeong. It was a magic that revealed the knowledge one had in a hidden way.

Once only the minimum amount of magic is created, the power can be adjusted to various degrees by manipulating it in real time.

His [Strength] Was speaking, and he was a body that had built a wall even against magic in the first place, and the only way he could survive was by copying the skills of the knights.

I tried to chase Geum Taeyang out to buy time.

This guy snorted and broke through his own defenses, and especially everyone around him was extremely unreasonable.

How can I fight something like this?

How can I survive fighting something like this!!!

This is cowardly.

You’re cowardly.

To put it mildly, he was a coward. He died.

The mind was destroyed, and the soul left the body again.

But there was nothing to worry about.

Because I said that if this body dies, I will be reincarnated again.

Because the gods of the underworld and the god who guided me here had promised.

But…

This time was different.

A being covered in shadow itself. A frighteningly creepy being with gray hair, white skin, and black eyes. Instead of the gods of the underworld who were supposed to greet him, a being he had never seen before stood in front of him.

-Ah, the conditions for me to manifest have finally been fulfilled.

-Da, who are you!? What about others? What about Pluto?! What about Aita, Mort, and Osiris?! What about Anubis?

And in response to her own question, the gray-haired woman looked at herself, clicked her tongue with a pitiful and pitiful look on her face, and shook her head at the same time, answering her question.

-They had my power, and since they kept crossing the line, I took it away, and now the dead come to me.

I don’t know what they promised, but I can’t let them play with the souls of the dead anymore. You don’t have a past life anymore.

What does that mean?

What’s next in my life?

I can’t die here. I can’t die here. How he ran like a dog for his ‘paradise’. How long have you been holding back your sexual desires and running like a dog?

Enduring the stares and scorn of her arrogant younger sister, showing off her abilities to aim for the vacant Marriage position, and running like a dog to impress her father in this life who still doesn’t approve of her. What?

Either way, the gray-haired Shinigami spoke to him in an emotionless voice.

-Yes, Kang Ho-jun. Was your second life fun? You are a pitiful mortal, swayed by the will of the gods and written as a throwaway word for the sole purpose of attracting the attention of one person.

As it is, you are a waste product whose soul should be disassembled and converted back into energy without even a chance for a previous life.

An indifferent sentence.

It was like a death sentence for him.

-Nonsense!!! This is ridiculous!!! What was the promise they made!? Is it possible to break the promise that God made, the promise that God made, so easily!? This is unreasonable!!!

It’s unreasonable.

I was born into a family with no money, and even though I didn’t do anything at home, I nagged and listened to everything.

It’s unfair that I was born and raised by damn parents who didn’t do anything for me and who just nagged me without doing anything for me first.

How can they overturn the promise they made like this?

I was scammed.

He had been defrauded, and the only person he could tell this to was the one in front of him.

She said, criticizing him so easily.

-Before you criticize something as unreasonable, why don’t you think about how hard you worked to live your life?

If the pedophile bastard who lived his life building a wall and blaming others for all he knew how to do was given a second life by lusting after a brat smaller than himself, relieving his sexual desires and relieving his stress, I wish he would have done his own thing instead of getting caught up in what those idiots are doing. That would have been nice.

-What, what?!

At least that was from her perspective.

In any case, they couldn’t care about mortals who didn’t follow their orders. Now, this world has started to fall into disrepair due to the karma they have committed, and they are starting to gradually lose control of this world.

Of course, you reincarnated so many people, but you control them all?

Crazy bastards.

I will control it well.

Since it is clear what living beings with their own will and desires will do if they get a second life, how long do you think they will obey that control?

In the end, it is starting to get out of control, and it is up to the creatures living in this world to deal with it.

These were brats so shameless that they made others clean up their own poop, and they had to clean up that poop themselves.

Above all, there is a being hidden among the Elder Gods who literally imitates the powers of other gods.

…She was daring to impersonate herself and it borrowed her own image at will, giving visions to her ‘Great Witch’ and infusing her with her powers.

She feels extremely uncomfortable about this, and realizes that some of her own power has been stolen and that she is using that power to intervene in the world as she pleases.

Her life and death must be separated, and of course the Great Witch gave her power by stealing her own power.

She tried to kill the being of the ‘source of life’, but in the end, the witch was overcome by a force she could not handle, and she saw things she should not have seen, and she slowly went crazy, her mind destroyed, and she died.

The black goat ate it, and even though it was a repayment for her help, the beings who had tried to kill her by stealing her own power were now beyond the Elder Gods to handle.

Geumtaeyang, who lost his subordinate and at the same time destroyed that subordinate, was the target to be killed.

He was a madman who escaped his own fate four times.

A person who twists the fate of death decided by a minister with his own power is either of a higher ‘status’ than himself, or has the ability to become ‘death’ itself.

Or both.

In the end, the light has been burning the world for too long, and now the reaction is coming again.

If you try to force it down, it will eventually burst.

And the mortal before our eyes is a by-product born as a result of handing over the resources of the reincarnated person as per their request.

Of course it has to be dealt with.

Although it was a request, in the end, this was his own business.

Damn gods of death.

I shouldn’t have trusted these bastards.

I took away everything they said they wouldn’t give me, but I can’t handle how many things they knowingly neglect.

And the words spoken are just vents of anger.

Yeah, just swear words about bastards who won’t help you anyway.

-What did they promise you? Did you promise the paradise you call Rojibori Daisuki, or did you promise a life where no one would look down on you?

They might have said that in order to do that, you would have to kill the golden sun that would come to kill you, but there was no possibility of you stopping the golden sun from beginning to end.

From the moment you follow their words, you are already on the track of destiny, on a train that will never let you go astray.

-No, no!!! Not yet!! I can make a comeback!!! If only you hadn’t been so focused on killing that son of a bitch-

-There is no such thing as a second chance for you. If life comes to everyone, then death should come equally to everyone. And the same goes for the second one. If there is life, there must be death and extinction.

Oh, no!!!!!

She lets out a scream, but at the same time as her own soul is being shattered, that shattered soul is energized and thrown onto the river under her control.

It becomes a torrent of soul, becomes energy, and is absorbed and melts into it.

It’s my job to make sure these things flow out here and there again.

It’s so piled up that it’s like an ocean.

Resources need to be managed, but in order to use them as they please, they end up hoarding them in a reckless manner, resulting in the lives that should have been born not being born. There will not be a single living being born for the next year.

This was that crazy.

-Ah, really. I have to go down to meet that golden sun. Hey hound!! Can you hear my voice!! If you stop by, come here!

And beyond the screen, beyond the mirror screen, he calls the Hound of Tindalus, who is with the golden sun. And the hound, as if hearing the voice, looked where she was and where she was looking, then immediately raised her middle finger and spoke with her mouth.

-You come.

…I would have come if I could, you bastard.

-Ahhhhh!!! These bastards!! Working overtime in your later years!! Working overtime!!! They gave us everything so we could play, eat, and rest, you trash!!! Trash!!!

And he spewed endless curses at all the Gods of Death who arbitrarily colluded with the Elder Gods to disturb death and the world of the soul…

Mortus,

She began to work quickly.

To embrace a being who might possibly become her successor.