Chapter 414: The Battlefield (8)

Chapter 414: The Battlefield (8)

Eugene had felt this while they were fighting. Molon was the only one who could fight like an equal with the current Eugene. He was someone that Eugene didnt feel guaranteed to defeat even if he gave it his all. In fact, Molon might be the only person in this whole world who could actually overpower Eugene.

There were a lot of talented warriors in Eugenes vicinity, like Carmen, Gilead, and Alchester. However, it was impossible even for Carmen, the strongest of the three, to fight Eugene as Molon had.

In that sense, it made Molon Eugenes best opponent for a spar. He was strong enough to deal with most of Eugenes attacks, and even if an attack did manage to sneak past Molons guard, there was no need to worry about Molon losing his life.

I knew you would say that, Molon said as he got up from his seat with a big smile.

He then grabbed his axe, which had been leaning against one of the walls.

Boom!

With the handle of his axe planted on the floor, Molon thrust his chest out, Hamel, I know exactly why youre saying that you want to live here. That coincidence or feeling that you mentioned, youre staying here to get complete control over it, right?

Eugene hesitated, Uh thats true, but

Fine then! I, Molon Ruhr, will give it my all to help you with this training, Molon let out a passionate cry.

Once all of his old comrades departed, Molon would be left all alone on this mountain once more. Now that he had shaken off his madness, Molon might no longer be tormented by the loneliness like he was before but even so, when he thought about being left here on his own, a sense of loneliness seemed to slowly rise up from the depths of his heart.

Eugene had come to this decision without seeking any advice. He did feel like this was an absolutely necessary course of action for him to take, but considering that he did have traveling companions with him, he now realized that he could have been more tactful. It wasnt like he didnt have a reason for reaching this decision, so there shouldnt be any serious opposition, but worried that Sienna or Anise might smack him in the back of the head for his carelessness, Eugene turned to look at them.

But the pairs expressions were so accepting that all of his worries seemed laughable. This was because they both knew that Eugene wouldnt just decide to stay in this cave for absolutely no reason.

Also, even if he didnt have any particular reason for staying in this cave, Sienna and Anise wouldnt have blamed him for a lack of a reason.

After all, Molon was the one who originally lived in this cave. If there was nothing urgent they needed to do, both Sienna and Anise were willing to spend as long as they could in this damp cave if it was for Molons sake.

Im fine with staying in this cave, but we first need to make a few more rooms, Anise insisted as she got to her feet.

This condition was something that she refused to back down on.

Rooms? What kinds of rooms? Molon asked, blinking his eyes in confusion as he turned to look at Anise.

Anise frowned, What do you mean, what kind of rooms? Does the word room have any other kind of meaning? Molon, did you really think we would all stay in this one room together?

This question left Molon blinking his eyes even faster.

His eyes still blinking in rapid confusion, Molon tilted his head to the side and asked, Is there a problem with that? In the old days, we all used to sleep together

Anise yelled, Why on earth are you bringing up something from so long ago?! Back then, we werent even properly supplied and had to hunt demonic beasts for food! Also, strictly speaking, the places we slept in during those times couldnt even be called rooms! Because we used to sleep in the middle of whatever wide open space we could find in the Devildom!

Molon stuttered, I-in any case, we did all sleep together back th

Anise spoke over him once more, I know that its too late to bring this up now, but I always hated sleeping in the same place as you two. Just why did the two of you have to snore so loudly!

I I didnt snore, Eugene quickly spoke up to defend himself, but even he had no choice but to admit that Molons snoring had always been thunderous.

So much so that they had even had to put up a soundproof barrier because they were worried that the sound of his snoring might attract demonic beasts.

Yes, Hamel, Ill admit that youre right, Anise conceded. Its true that you dont snore all that much. However, havent you realized yet that you have terrible sleeping habits? Its lucky that Molon was always the one sleeping next to you. If it had been anyone else, their whole body would have been shattered into pieces by all the kicking that you do in your sleep.

That that couldnt be helped, Eugene insisted feebly. I needed to stay on guard, even in my sleep, and that led me to fight in my dreams, so

Anise waved him off, Please just stop with the ridiculous excuses, Hamel. Im also more than willing to stay with Molon in this cave, but I wont back down on getting my own room.

If she tried to pitch a tent outside, she would just end up being disturbed by the loud and windy blizzards.

Anise sighed, Destroy the wall over there to create another room and connect it to the hot springs. Ill be satisfied with that much.

Dont you need a bathroom? Molon asked, still blinking his eyes.

The moment those words left his mouth, Anise shot up from her seat. She strode over to Molon and came to a halt right in front of him, staring up into Molons chin that loomed some distance above her own.

With a thin smile, Anise snapped her fingers at Molon, to which Molon simply bowed his head towards her in bewilderment.

Pow!

Her slap struck Molons cheek.

[How how shameless!] Kristina cried out from inside their head.

Ever since Anise had regained awareness, Kristina had gradually come to realize what a fearsome monster the Saint truly was, but she still couldnt have imagined that Anise would have such lustful fantasies.

I know what youre really feeling, Kristina, so dont pretend that you dont like the sound of my idea, Anise teased.

Kristina denied it immediately, [Thats not true at all, Sister. The thought that is causing me to feel so joyful is my hope that my skill in holy magic will grow while treating Sir Eugene. Im also happy because I think that, in that way, I will be of help to Sir Eugene.]

While in the Southern Seas, Kristina had received a Stigmata on her palm. However, the stigmata wasnt fully developed yet, as it seemed to be growing alongside Kristinas own growth.

Aha, so thats the case. Kristina, you really do enjoy treating Hamel while hes covered in blood, dont you? Anise thought with a mischievous laugh.

Although it sounded like a joke, her words were completely serious, and instead of retorting, Kristina could only offer up a prayer.

If you go off to Aroth on your own, wont that be too lonely? Eugene asked.

Not really, Sienna shrugged. Ill leave Mer with you when I go, so Ill be able to talk to you anytime. You also said that you dont plan on going to the desert until Nahama makes the first move, right?

Swish.

Sienna turned her head to look over at one corner of the cave. There lay a bed that Eugene had pulled out of his cloak, and both Mer and Raimiria were lying down on top of that bed, sleeping side by side.

Though as a familiar, Mer couldnt actually sleep. If she really felt the need to do so, she could switch herself off for a while, but that was it.

Currently, Mer was lying down next to a soundly sleeping Raimira with her eyes wide open, listening to the ongoing conversation.

Sienna continued, If anything happens, you can ask Mer to contact me, and I can meet you in Nahama.

As she said this, Sienna secretly exchanged glances with Mer.

Sienna also had her own worries about the twin-personality Saints. If those two intended to try and make further progress while Sienna was away just imagining it caused her body to tremble in fear. At the same time, it felt like a black flame was rising up from the darkest corners of her heart, but Sienna absolutely refused to acknowledge such feelings.

...You know what to do, right? Sienna communicated with Mer.

[Yes, Lady Sienna. I will definitely stop their plans,] Mer replied while mustering her resolve.

Hamel, Molon, who had been sitting down, rubbing the cheek that Anise had struck, suddenly spoke up. About the Mythical Era that you recalled, werent there any traces of us?

Molon seemed to be looking forward to a positive response.

In that distant past, his comrade, Hamel, managed to ascend to the rank of the God of War and left his mark on the world. If it was possible for souls to reincarnate from that era, couldnt Molon have also once been alive in that Mythical Era?

Eugene hesitated, There might have been but I cant quite remember.

It wasnt like Eugene didnt have any guesses about specific individuals. There had been a God of Giants whose impression still lingered in one corner of Agaroths memory. The impression that Agaroth had of the God of Giants bore many similarities to the impression that Eugene had of Molon.

However, he still couldnt be sure. Because Agaroths memories were so completely fragmented, there wasnt much information about what kind of person the God of Giants had truly been.

The same went for the Sage. If you had to compare it to the current era then the God of Giants resembled Molon, and the Sage was reminiscent of Sienna. However, Eugene still couldnt be absolutely certain that those two had reincarnated into Molon and Sienna.

If that did turn out to be the case, Eugene didnt feel like it would sit right with him. Because if there really did exist such a parallel between them it felt like fate might just be repeating itself.

...As for the Saint, Eugene mused.

In the end, Agaroth had personally taken the life of the Twilight Witch. Eugene unconsciously glanced over to Kristina and Anise.

Although their role as the Saint was the same, Eugene felt those two were completely different from the Twilight Witch. Of course, it would be strange if the reincarnated person was exactly the same as they had been in the mythical era, but.

...And the same goes for Vermouth, Eugene frowned.

Eugene couldnt think of anyone who shared any parallels with Vermouth. If he managed to recall all of Agaroths memories, would he be able to find someone with a few more corresponding points?

Eugene didnt necessarily want to risk something like that.

He didnt want to spend too much time remembering the destroyed era.

He was already tied up with more than enough of the past as it was. He didnt want to get weighed down by even more baggage from history.

1. The Korean text uses a musical term that translates to something like, people who only know how to play one tune, so I felt that the closest English equivalent would be one-trick ponies.