267 Prologue

About two weeks have passed since Empress Verga ascended to heaven and the world crisis was averted.

The ex-post handling of a major incident, also known as the Folio-Farina incident, was surprisingly light - in about a week - compared to its scale.

This is the result of a coincidence and inevitability, such as the fact that very little damage was done to the city of Folio-Farina itself, that the incident itself converged in about two days, and that the Empress's will plunged the Verga Empire into chaos.

But the end is just the next beginning.

After the ex-post processing cleared up, Yut was facing new anomalies.

"Something's wrong with Val"

With the exception of her, who is a party, there were friends in Yut's office. No, it was collected. Needless to say, he collected it.

Acorn and Arcia on the sofa in the reception space. Plus Larsia and Ritna sit side by side one at a time, and Exile sits down somewhat on the floor.

Only Jonah was on Yut's lap at the desk. She hasn't tried to give up her back since the darkness with the little Verga, but if it's physically difficult, she can do it before.

"So it's Val these days, what do you think?

"How, well, depending on the way you look at it, isn't Yut right?

It's not by any means a throw.

Still, Larsia replied without even trying to hide the sentiment that she was awake. This ingredient of "ahua" was more or less common to non-Yut members.

"Right? Right."

Without realizing such subtle air, Yut nodded to get my will. I'm just saying that's Larsia.

"Val is crazy - I admit things are different now..."

"Is that a bad thing?

Arcia and Acorn. Two of Yut's fiancées tell him to say goodbye to him, who just seems to be on the run. In fact, it's not like I see it as a problem. That's the common view between the two of us.

'Cause you're crazy.

In contrast to such fiancées, the house slaughter of the Marquis Istas is serious. Albino girl stroking her gray hair as she twirls her body and urges her, but seriously.

"Val's studying voluntarily."

And the Great Mage (Arch Mage) uttered the Word of Doom.

The office is surrounded by silence. It's like someone's funeral.

Only Ritna, who for some reason is naturally in it, couldn't hide her smile...... Still, I just kept quiet, and it seemed like I was going to read the air.

In response to that Yut remark, his gaze moves busily. Even so, Exile remains meditative, and Jonah is just on her knees like a plaything animal. Alcia and others, whose gaze is blocked by crimson eyelids.

The meadow race (Magner) opened its mouth as a result of a terribly high level but low-dimensional communication between Larsia and Acorn pushing the blame without speaking up.

"Honestly, at a time like this, I don't know how I responded..."

What I dislike is that it manifests itself in bitter expressions and voices.

"Isn't that natural as a lord?

"I wonder if such common sense leads to Val."

"Say it? Yut, is that what you're gonna say?

Remember the war through that one to Yut, who does not hesitate to speak of what anyone thought. Funny thing is, the same goes for Yut. No, maybe being alive is an error in itself. The creatures are all abnormal.

"No, no, no, no. Because it's not."

That's what Larsia shakes her head in a panic, almost imprisoned by unusual thoughts. No, I can't do this anymore.

"I'll tell you. Besides, I haven't worn any armor lately, and my sword archery is minimal..."

"Brave man, you're stalking me."

"Ha!"

My body and mind were hardened by the childhood friend's unhesitant words. It's been a problem since I was pointed out, but I do know that I may have been strange before.

Alcia secretly relieves herself that the emotion came from an emotion-sensitive ring and was still a point where she could turn back.

"Sorry. Back to sanity"

"Well, you're not back, are you?

Aside from Acorn's point of view, there's still something strange about it.

"Mostly, that's it. I was talking about a dream."

"Ah."

I noticed what I was trying to say and raised my voice when Acorn said, "If they told me so, they did," he said. She wasn't there herself, but the upside is heard.

It may be one-sided to break "Valtrude is strange" with it, but it was certain that it was unexpected.

When I woke up, I was in the meadow.

An uninterrupted meadow beyond the horizon. Wrapped in dark greenery, warm and soft sunlight plunges in from overhead. A fresh breeze stroked my cheek.

"Well, I'm not awake."

This is the third time. I can't say I'm used to it, but I can afford it.

"But isn't it the Zeras God who called me in? This..."

"Yut!"

Yut looked back unexpectedly to the voice he did not expect to hear here. There he was, Valtrude with a surprised look on his face. While he is a white robe in his usual uniform, he is rarely dressed in a magical silver (miserable) armor but in a costume like he would wear during a sacrifice.

That makes me fresh, but slightly uncomfortable.

But I couldn't pursue it in depth.

"Yut, Val too..."

To Alcia, Larcia. Exile and Jonah also show up one after another. Face to face with unexpected things, but closer to confusion than surprise.

"Yut, this is me, isn't it?"

"I guess that's it"

Not who, but Larsia and Yuut lurk their voices and exchange words.

This time, he left the forces of the spiral of despair and saved the world. From previous examples, it is not strange to be given a special reward.

The question is that they are gathered, even though everyone has met with the gods before.

"I thought Jonah would accompany the guardian because she would take an unparalleled attitude toward Regra God?

"Old man, stop it because it hurts my stomach"

Somewhat realistic allegations make Yut hold his stomach while he finds out he's in a dream.

"Not bad."

Yes, claiming in a flat tone that he didn't really think was bad, the Albino girl jumped on the back of the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

At that time, the sun abruptly sets.

When Yut looked up aggressively, the cause was quickly found out. A giant golden dragon is descending towards us.

Take Alcia's hand and get off the spot. It's a really savory sight while carrying Yona, but not if you care about it.

Low, heavy sounds and tremors. And the golden dragon lands with the wind. His height alone is likely to be 10 meters.

From that gazing height, one woman jumped.

"It was daunting"

A god of war who shows his landing as graceful as the winged ones and stares at the Yuts. “Eternal victory” Helenonia uttered words of comfort to the Yuts who saved the world.

"It's a waste of time."

Valtrude kneels down on God as a Cathedral Knight (Paladin). Before his beautiful subordination, Yut also tried to follow him - but he realised his condition and gave up.

I didn't want to let go of Arcia's hand, and Jonah wouldn't come down on me.

"This one was busy, so I was the only one who was going to be relative. I'm offering you a reward, and this time only one."

They were all gathered together because they were no longer one person at a time. That's good. I also get the Tubasa, and the excessive protection of Exile's son to Baydis.

The problem is, the first half.

"Busy, maybe..."

"Mm-hmm. My niece - it's about Verga"

Yut's face is colored with a bitter smile.

Redhead empress, evil demigod. She developed various schemes to get yut, captive in the spiral of despair, and ascended.

You should be leaving the earth and trying to regain power in the heavens where the gods live...

"I tried to educate you while you were weak, and I had a conflict with Daxtum at the pickup point."

All of a sudden, apparently, a total war between good and evil broke out.

"That's Verga..."

So crushing Yut's voice sounded like a renunciation and nostalgia.

"But that one had a funny mix"

"Mixed? Verga said“ conscience "..."

"Hmm. The concentrated part of evil perishes with the spiral of despair, and the remaining soul awaits the restoration of its ascending power to heaven, but if it has been purified with us for fifty or hundred years, then perhaps we should let it meet."

"... please be sure to educate me"

Goddess of War confirms with a mild bitter smile and gets to the point.

"I reward you for this great deed. Say what you want."

…………

To the kneeling Valtrude, gaze concentrates.

If the wish is one thing, then it is natural to beg for the replacement of her sword that she has lost. I don't even have to think about it.

"I would like to consider what we need in our territory and ask you again"

"Hmm..."

Interestingly enough, the Hellenonian God looks down on her servant. The golden dragon behind him also expressed surprise by moving his neck left and right.

"Fine. You'll be celebrating soon. Then make sure you decide by then."

So, my meeting with God is over.

"Yabe. Doesn't that mean you're coming to the wedding..."

It was at the moment of awakening that Yut realized the fact.

"After all, I guess I'm shocked I lost the Devine Subjugator."

That is what Yut insists, recalling his encounter with the Hellenonian God.

It's like sacrificing a love sword to save Yut. I know you're trying not to care, but maybe the burden is clouding his eyes.

"It's an important gift from the Hellenonian God. You can't say please again because you broke it."

"The giant can't see underfoot either..."

Exiles I've been meditating on crumble. But he didn't say anything more, so Yut just tilts his neck.

"It's about Val, and maybe he just hated using one wish for himself, right?

"If it's just that place, I can make that interpretation, but if I ask you for a sword later, you're rejected."

At this point, Yut's suspicion sensors were completely shaken off.

From the surroundings, in a bad way.

"Brave man, I'll tell you one more time, Val's not going crazy."

"But you're not like Val"

"Brave man, calm down. What are you gonna do without calm?"

Acorn says, making sure he gets a headache. I have no choice. This would be the longest relationship, childhood friendly role.

"It's human, there's a change of heart. But the truth is, I don't know from the outside."

"... I mean, am I interpreting it wrong?

"Find out for yourself what's right"

A dialogue that can be described as a throw, but there are circumstances. Perhaps - rather than making sure - Yut is not convinced that someone else tells him the right answer. Think back.

"Yut. Mr. Acorn is right. Humans change."

"I don't care if you say it changes..."

I think but I can't think of anything as I stroke Jonah on my lap. Only a sense of impatience recruits.

In front of a major event in my life called marriage, maybe Yut couldn't stay the same as usual either.