Chapter 479 – Before Going Home

Squeak!

The bloody sound of flesh being cut by a blade.

The bird’s black head fell from its body, causing Malphas’ very existence to collapse.

The purple tongue hanging out from between the bright yellow beak, the vitality and focus, and the huge overturned eyeballs came into view.

‘It’s done…’

The moment when I clearly observed that Malphas was dead as the image that had been pushed away came back into place.

That moment was Roman’s limit.

“Cough!”

Tzuzu that is───!!!

A physical condition in which it is no longer possible to maintain mental images.

The space that was opened is collapsing.

The dark red ground cracked and pieces that looked like glass shards were falling out. The original dark forest and full moon shine through the exposed gap.

The image that was slowly collapsing in such an unstable form.

Starting from a single moment! It shattered in an instant with an explosion sound.

Now, what Roman sees is the bloated corpse of a crow and a forest dyed in pitch black.

Malphas, who had aimed for a momentary appearance, lost his place to return to the worst state of death.

“Huh…”

Roman, weakened by the realization that it is over, sits down and tries to lose his mind. Gleipnir and Rakshasa came closer.

“Master! It’s dangerous if you sleep like this!”

“I think it would be a good idea to clean up that monster’s body and attach its eyes.”

“Oh, that’s right. That’s how it should be…”

These are the right words to awaken your dazed mind. Roman slowly lifted his tired gaze and saw Malphas’ corpse.

First, I took out the potion, drank it, and continued thinking.

It is natural that it is dangerous if left like this.

There are many cases where even a simple devil’s corpse causes the land to rot and create undead. The influence of this great evil can never be ignored.

‘How do I deal with that? Even if it dies, will it still burn with white flame?’

There is a resistance and unique hardness that can be felt while cutting a Rakshasa.

If you burn it with white salt, I can’t imagine how long it would take to completely erase it. Even if you call the priests, you won’t be able to even hope for a solution unless it’s Atra.

“Hmm.”

As Roman began to think deeply and scratch his chin,

Gleipnir gently pulled Roman’s collar, who looked embarrassed.

“I’m the owner…”

“Huh?”

Roman’s hand gently brushed Gleipnir’s bangs.

The girl, who smiled brightly at the gentle touch, pressed her cheek into the owner’s arms and carefully expressed her opinion.

“Wouldn’t it be good to use this crow to block the bridge leading to the other side?”

“Aha! I think Nir’s opinion is good for this Rakshasa. The owner needs time to adapt to the power, so there is nothing better.”

The Rakshasa nodded as if he had gotten a clear answer, but the girls’ owner actually had a hard time following the ongoing conversation.

“···How do you do that?”

Seeing Roman in a daze and not understanding the flow of the conversation, Nakchal giggled and continued walking.

She lifted the black robe that Albireo had left behind.

“Kuhuhu, how should I explain this to the owner?”

As their owner, Roman, escaped from the bonds of mortality and grew up, the two girls regained the status that could be called divine weapons.

From that moment, I understood numerous principles and laws that could not be easily explained in simple language.

Unlike Roman, who is entering the field for the first time and needs time to adapt, this is a very natural and familiar position for the two girls.

As I watched the manifestation of Malpas, I naturally grasped the shortcomings and loopholes in the providence established by the goddess in the current dimension.

“Looking at it, it looks like it’s here.”

As the Rakshasa shook off his robe, the offering box that was sleeping inside the torn robe rolled to the floor.

It floated up without her needing to bend down and fit over the sleeve of her rakshasa.

“It is truly a mysterious and ominous object.”

This is one of the many sacrificial boxes owned by Albireo, and is a top-of-the-line product that is small enough to be held in one hand and can hold a huge amount of offerings.

As the sacrifices ran out due to the decisive battle with Roman. Currently, only the saint’s remains, which were part of a contract with the great devils, are contained inside.

Grumble!

When the Rakshasa created a pure white flame in the offering box, the dark forest became bright for a moment.

As soon as the box was reduced to ashes, the saint’s remains tumbled onto the grass.

“Master. What Nir and this Rakshasa wants to do is to use the opposite of the enemy’s plan.”

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The outrageous act that Albireo wanted to do was only scratched the surface through an intermediary.

Gleipnir and Rakshasa seemed to have found the complete answer by combining the parts.

“It takes time to get used to parts that seem understandable but don’t. It’s something that can’t be helped.”

“Because it’s natural… Yes!”

After listening to the girls’ gentle explanations, Roman was able to overcome the complicated parts and understand only the important elements.

The gaze turns to Malphas’ body.

‘Indeed.’

Just as Albireo tried to unleash the power of the goddess by using the saint. The idea is to invest the body of this great devil in reverse and suture the gaping parts.

Malphas is the great evil of Pandemonium and a demi-god. It is a quality product that is good to use as more than an actual saint.

“It may seem simple when you say it, but the difficulty of breaking through and blocking is like heaven and earth. In reality, it is a difficult task that not even a decent god can tackle. So, this is what the current level is like.”

“It’s that difficult, but is it possible?”

“But we don’t have Nir.”

It is possible if there is Gleipnir, which has the purpose and meaning of restraint and bondage.

When the Rakshachal mentioned it, Roman saw the girl clinging to his arms like a cicada.

As their eyes met, the girl snapped her chains and ignited her will.

“Lord, if the master wants it, I’ll do my best…!”

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

Gleipnir’s eyes widened at Roman’s question, he blushed and wiggled his hands.

“Um… Um… So… I hope my master calls me Nir… Also… With my master…”

“Nir. That’s not help, it’s just a wish… Well, don’t hesitate and tell the owner the truth.”

As Rakshasa pushed back, Gleipnir closed his eyes and spoke.

“Po, I want to kiss you…!”

“?”

As Roman blinked in embarrassment, Rakshasa immediately continued talking.

“Ah! Knowledge and the satisfaction of curiosity are truly great driving forces for our weapons.”

“Yes! Yes, that’s right…!”

“To piggyback on Nir’s courage, this Rakshasa is also interested in the activities that its owner enjoyed every day.”

“···.”

Roman didn’t notice any other questions.

When she opened her arms, the two came close to each other and Roman kissed the two girls briefly.

“Hehe…”

“Hmm, it’s nothing special, but it feels good. I think I know why you do it.”

Whatever the circumstances, you fed Gleipnir with semen like that, and now it’s a refreshing kiss.

Although he was happy to see the girls with satisfied faces, the awareness grew in Roman’s mind that something was out of order.

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“The goddess of this dimension said she couldn’t watch over her master, and she didn’t even have time to ask for permission in the first place. If she did this, she wouldn’t be in a position to object, but to show gratitude.”

Roman is also understanding little by little.

If something strange happens as Rakshasa said, she will notice right away.

“Let’s get started!”

“Please do me a favor.”

Through the girl’s touch, the horse path and the remains of the saint are unraveled in the form of a string, like unraveling a skein of thread.

That must be the form of Gleipnir’s innate power.

Charrrr───.

After twisting the two beings that were unraveled like thread.

It creates the form of a chain by weaving two disparate masses into one.

Until the chain breaks into the air. Roman tried to concentrate, but he couldn’t understand what kind of process was being followed.

“I couldn’t have solved it if I was alone.”

“The enemy was not alone. If the enemy had been alone, the master would not have had to suffer.”

“You speak beautifully.”

Roman watched Gleipnir struggling with a raised eyebrow.

The Rakshasa who was standing next to him called out to Roman in a serious voice without any laughter, which was rare.

“Master.”

“Why?”

“This Rakshasa is very curious. Even when he was by the side of Musin, unlike Nir, he always observed new people when he met them.”

It was a random story, but Roman listened.

I tried to listen and understand.

“It’s not surprising. I guess so.”

Rakshasa is the first shape refined by the god of war.

He probably spent the longest time with Musin, and if what he said is true, his knowledge is also extensive.

“And then I realized something.”

“What is it?”

“Most people become arrogant like that strange bird when they feel omnipotence that did not exist, and the vast majority do not even think about the premise that they can be defeated in the opposite direction by descending with weakened power.”

From a Rakshasa perspective, that was a weak point that could be explored.

From her point of view, Albireo was not Roman’s counterpart in the first place.

She was assuming that one of the monsters attached to Albireo’s soul was overly greedy. Her response was quick, as if she could see the future.

“My next words will be rude and arrogant. When it’s over, I’ll be punished well.”

“What’s the punishment… It doesn’t happen, so please speak comfortably.”

“I know that my master will not let down his guard or be conceited, but I am worried about Nir and this Rakshasa.”

Nachal lifted the red mask hanging on her head and began to think about her past.

“I have seen cases where good heroes become mentally broken by their overwhelming power and become evil spirits. I am also tired of seeing them become overconfident like the crow just before, get caught in a ridiculous trap, and meet a meaningless end.”

She understood what Rakshasa wanted to say.
She wasn’t offended at all.

“Thank you. If you think I’m going astray, hit me until I come to my senses.”

“Kuhuhu, since I received permission, I will do so.”

When Roman replied that he would be careful, Rachasal quietly waited for Gleipnir’s work to be completed.

As her twisted chains all disappeared into the empty air. Roman also felt that something in the world had changed.

“As of today, Nir and this Rakshasa have expended a considerable amount of power, so I believe that they will be pleased in the future.”

“Master… Be careful on your way back! I’ll be waiting for you!”

Even if you want to stay longer, you know when it’s time.

The girls who showed their energy and left greetings returned to their images. I can feel it sitting inside.

‘When I get back, I’ll have to introduce myself…’

If you find some free time in the mansion, you will have to inform your family about the existence of these two.

I can’t even predict what kind of reaction I’ll get when I introduce it as Mugu, but it’s not a good thing to just hide it.

‘I woke up.’

Roman stood up, shook off the dirt, and looked at the surrounding mess.

If he had just stretched out, he would have fallen into sleep as if he had fainted. Just by staying still, her body was gradually recovering.

It’s thanks to the ridiculously high recovery rate of the body itself, more than thanks to the potion I was forced to drink.

Maybe it’s because I have more free time, but even if I do rest, I want to rest in a comfortable place.

‘I should just stop by the lab before I go.’

If the journals in Albireo’s study are intact, I will completely clean them out.