63 – Pure White Paradise (2)

The talks broke down, and Artan left the Great War.

At the entrance, the Royal Guard, Hill Oz, and Harold were waiting.

Harold came over and asked.

“How are you?”

He seemed to want an answer as well as Hill Oz.

Facing the brilliant sunlight, Artan responded kindly.

“I got a good answer.”

The crown prince recalled the previous meeting.

─I plan to conquer the landfill.

Resolute words vomited after deep deliberation.

The declaration caused a great shock in the hall.

─·······!

─Reclaimed land······.

One of the two worst demon scenes.

The image Kyoguk had of the landfill was quite complex.

It is a hell worthy of hatred, but after all, it is the mortal sin of mankind committed by our ancestors.

─Are you serious?

Still, up to the present, the believers have the same thoughts.

It is a taboo of mankind that should not exist.

Artan was not shaken by Netach’s question.

─Yes. I’m serious.

─Your Highness, do you not know why this breeding ground of evil still exists?

─No. I know.

Even though everyone wants to get rid of it, the reason why it remains openly is because it cannot be eliminated.

─Since the age of the gods, many heroes and lords have marched far west to clear the landfill. But every time… No, they all failed.

─Did you make that decision knowing that fact?

─Yes. Ambassador of Netach.

A feat that even legends in history have failed.

The statement that it will be achieved in modern times deserves to sound like a bluff.

However, the prince did not waver, and Netach hardened his face.

─Do you see a possibility?

─It must be difficult. It will be very difficult. However, I don’t think it will be impossible.

─Huh…

Artan confessed his true feelings.

Catastrophe, the enemy of the world. To get rid of him, the landfill ultimately had to disappear.

Because grudges are endlessly created there.

─So let me ask you.

Of course, the power of the empire alone is not enough, and around this time the prince brought up the main topic.

─If the empire goes to landfill, what will the Kyokuguk do?

As for other countries, the assistance of the foreign countries was essential in the landfill attack.

Because we need divine power to purify our grudges.

Finally realizing Artan’s intentions, the two archimandrites groaned.

─Conquering landfills······.

─It is no different from mankind’s longing. If it comes true, I can’t wish for anything more…

There was a reason why I hadn’t been able to conquer the Devil’s Land until now. But it was also a clear opportunity.

A landfill that has been neglected for a long time.

In this era, is there another person who burns as much enthusiasm for the conquest of that place?

Besides, that’s none other than the crown prince of the empire.

After a brief discussion, the two gathered their opinions.

─I will help.

─······Well then!

Artan was delighted.

However, there was a condition.

─If that is the opinion of the entire empire, not just His Highness the Crown Prince.

─·······!

The attitude of the two men and women was firm as if they would not bend. As the ruler of the country, a line that cannot be retreated.

After reminiscing, Artan looked directly at Harold.

“As expected, sir.”

“…Is that so? Still, it’s enough to express your opinion.”

It was as he said.

Artan nodded.

“That’s right. That’s a good enough answer. If I had thrown the gamble right away, I would have refused.”

“Because an unreliable ally is more dangerous than an enemy. Well, I can understand the circumstances of the Kyokuguk.”

Harold shrugged and looked directly at the prince.

“Are you finished with your job here?”

“Yes. It is time to return to the Empire.”

Quilière had also left, and since he had received the previous reply instead, he did not need to stay any longer.

The next schedule started after returning to the Empire.

***

– Quilly! What’s this?!

“The ring.”

It’s been a long time since I’ve returned to the castle of snow, but I quickly got used to it.

I put the Talisman and the Ring of Origin on the desk in my room on the upper floor.

Fricke, who had followed him, made his eyes shine.

– Ring! What is a ring!? If······.

“It’s not about eating.”

-Eating… Isn’t it! Then?

“You put it on your finger. An accessory.”

Should I call it an artifact in this case?

Frieke tilted his head and spread his arms.

-Finger······ finger······?

His arms were thin, and his fingers were too thin to fit a ring.

What kind of ring would a snowflake wear in the first place?

-I have fingers! Put on a ring!

“No. Mine.”

I was rejected like a knife.

Despite being rejected, Fricke’s vitality was still the same.

-That’s Quilly! Okay!

“It’s crazy, so stop watching and leave.”

– Huh? Huh!

Their strength was that they were innocent and never got depressed, and even if they got frustrated, they quickly recovered.

Drurruk— Boom!

“Ah.”

The door rattled, leaving a narrow gap.

He didn’t check if the fricke, which jumped out excitedly, closed well.

“It’s uncomfortable.”

These mental infants have a knack for annoying me sometimes.

It was too cumbersome to go and close it, so I left it alone.

I looked at the two artifacts lined up without paying attention.

“The Talisman is a bit worn out, but the Ring of Origin is like new.”

It was almost leaking, so there was a difference in the feeling of use. However, it was not taken out to measure durability.

The point is one.

Can it be used as a sacrifice to disaster?

“Is this… A valuable item?”

First, I asked myself a question.

If it was precious, it was precious. First of all, it is much more so than the jobtaps in the warehouse.

The same applies to the costumes in the dressing room that are not being used.

These are items that I worked hard to collect one by one only when I was a player, but they have no meaning now.

“…But.”

Certainly not better than Catalyst.

Because it was like my favorite.

The traces accumulated over ten years are by no means small.

“What would happen if we faced a disaster again…”

He was determined and gathering strength.

I also needed a weapon to face him.

“It looks like it will work, but how much damage will it take?”

In its current state, it would never be fatal.

I had no choice but to keep using it and make it more precious.

“Okay.”

Having made up my mind, I nodded deeply.

Then, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped the ring.

Do your best to be clean.

After putting the ring down, I picked up the talisman, cleaned it a few times, and returned to the new one.

Pokppak─ Pokppak─

I wonder if this is the feeling of a cleaner who won’t leave a speck of dust behind.

At the same time, I worked hard on self-hypnosis.

“Precious.”

Pokppak─ Pokppak─

“You are precious. ······Maybe.”

······What is this doing?

Suddenly, a sense of shame came to me.

·······.

Meanwhile, Nel Sartilla, who became a temporary member of the castle, was in the midst of looking around the castle.

“hahahahahhhhh.”

To be precise, I was swept away by the freekes and forced to tour, and I barely managed to escape.

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-Where is Nell?

– I can’t see it! Let’s find out!

I saw spirits sprinting busily in the distance.

Nell, who watched nervously, sighed when his safety was secured.

“…Huu. They’re not bad guys, but they’re too extreme.”

In that moment, she grasped the characteristics of the freekes. Now that she’s off anyway, she’ll have to go around alone.

“Because Quilière said you can watch as much as you like…”

With her permission, there’s nothing to be done, Sartilla moved right away.

The interior walls of the castle seem to have been painted with pure white and elegant colors like the exterior walls.

“It’s really snow itself.”

That’s why I got along perfectly with Quilière.

Unlike the snowfield, the inside of the castle is quite warm – of course, it’s still not at the level where humans can live – but the consumption of her blood power has also been reduced.

Nel found a gate while leisurely walking around her outskirts.

“Huh?”

A large and heavy gate.

It’s an important place for anyone to see, and I peeked into her curiosity.

Kiki-!

Even the sound of the solemn door being opened was unusual.

Nell was a bit nervous.

“Excuse me…?”

No answer came back and she moved on cautiously. Before long, her eyes opened wide as she saw the interior beyond the door.

It was inevitable.

“…Is it a treasure hall?”

The appearance of all sorts of items piled up like a tower reminded me of the treasure hall of Daeshinjeon.

There were many, many, and countless numbers, overwhelming even the treasure hall of the Great Temple.

Strong interest.

Nel Sartilla’s red hair stood out.

“Wow what. What what what! Is it all treasure? Maybe this is a treasure trove? Something like that…”

It wasn’t a treasure house, it was just a warehouse, anyway.

The momentary excitement was in medicine. She looked around for a while and was even more surprised than when she entered.

“!”

It was something I had never seen before.

Among all these things, I didn’t know a single thing.

“······No, I haven’t looked around all of them. I don’t even dare to do that.”

It was not a scale that could be achieved in one day.

It wouldn’t be strange if there were only junk things scattered around.

Is it just because of his limited knowledge and knowledge?

It could be, it’s certainly possible, but… For some reason, my saliva went dry.

“Could this be God’s warehouse…?!”

She smiled with all her might, and her face quickly hardened.

It was a nonsense he spit out to relieve tension, but his condition worsened because it was a plausible hypothesis.

Nell hurriedly headed outside.

I slipped out and carefully closed it.

“I didn’t see anything~”

hahahahahoho, I climbed the floor while making excuses to someone.

Then she found another interesting thing.

“Oh.”

On the other side of the upper floor, I have an outer door.

A place with a different atmosphere from other places draws attention.

Unable to resist the temptation, Nel opened the door to the dressing room.

“Excuse me~?”

Fortunately, there are no passengers.

What are you doing here?

She glanced at the foreground inside her and blinked her eyes.

“There are so many clothes.”

The total amount is smaller than that of the treasure hall I just didn’t know, but there was definitely a lot.

Unlike that place, considering that the clothes were limited, this was also a great place.

At a quick glance, the styles were all very unique.

“Hmm…”

She looked carefully inside for a moment.

She wasn’t particularly serious because she wasn’t interested in clothes. That was the moment.

Her eyebrows twitched when she saw the strange clothes.

Strange clothes.

A shiver dwelled in her pupils.

“······This, this is clothes!”

Maid clothes with a low back or costumes that exposed most of the chest were… In a word, erotic.

Nell, who had nothing to do with this, was taken aback.

“Ah, ahahahaha. You really have all kinds of clothes. It’s amazing~”

It was the time when I laughed hard and turned my back in a hurry.

A thought crossed her mind.

“·······.”

─Isn’t this the castle of Quilière?

There’s no way she’d collected all these clothes… But Nell sneaked back.

She looked at the clothes again.

“… Um. Um.”

Still, that was subtle. She

She thought she would never wear it herself.

Then, suddenly, she remembered the image of Quilière wearing it.

“Wow. Wow…”

The impossible scene was embodied in her mind.

Nell let out an inexplicable exclamation and covered her nose at the feeling of something coming up on her.

With that attitude, she hurriedly ran out of her room.

······This place is dangerous.

She couldn’t quite remember what she did after that.

I feel like I just wandered around in her hazy mind. How could it have been, she was a bit distracted.

She was near Quilière’s room before she knew it.

“… Ah. Quilière.”

What is she doing?

Curious, she crept to the front of the room.

But by some coincidence the door was open, so she peeked in.

“·······.”

I saw Quillier sitting in front of the desk.

Brilliant hair that always shined like the sun and moon covered the back of the chair.

As a model of that elegance, she was polishing her ring.

Nell knew that too.

“That god.”

She must have said it was a lost thing.

But rare, Quilière’s expression was very serious. I felt nostalgic as if I was dealing with something precious.

“A new thing… In a way, you could say it’s something close to Quilière…”

Is that why?

She couldn’t fathom the abyss, so Nell just stared at her quilliere’s face.

What is she thinking right now?

Obviously, as a creature that lived less than a hundred years, he himself is unknown…

“Nell.”

A sudden voice broke the accident.

Nel was startled.

“Eh! Eh?!”

“What are you doing there?”

She was looking at herself that she was quilliere before she knew it.

She stood there, and it seemed that she was eventually caught.

Or maybe she knew from the start.

“Come in if you have something to say.”

“Uh… Oh, I get it!”

“Close the door.”

“Ah. Uh uh.”

Facing Quilière’s crystal eyes, Nel Sartilla hurriedly closed the door.

***

The streets of Chelmsford lined with street vendors.

Despite the busy week of work, many citizens were busy chatting.

“Did you hear the news too? The Dark Saints’ action team rolled their tails and ran away!”

The topic was different for each region and place, but the hot potato on this street that Behelak stopped by was a secret society.

His steps came to a halt.

“Aha, that’s what I mean. Of course I heard it.”

“Oh, do you know that some of the members of the Saints Church even raised the white flag to the church?”

The worst and worst secret society that follows disaster.

Smiles bloomed on the faces of the two men even as they talked about their fear and fear.

“You mean surrender? Those heinous bastards.”

“That’s right! Their leader is dead, so it’s a natural result. What can they do now?”

In the past, I wouldn’t have been able to say such a thing in broad daylight, especially in a place with a lot of passers-by.

In the days when the Saints’ Association was alive and well, their notoriety was so great.

“They’re just isolated from society, aren’t they?”

“That’s right. I don’t think the head of the Saints’ Association is the high priest, Clavia-sama… No, I didn’t know she was that woman.”

However, now that the situation has changed, the citizens’ words were merciless, as if to relieve their grievance.

Small talk in the afternoon continued indiscriminately.

“Anyway, this is all a goddess… Khumm. It’s all thanks to Quilière. It’s the first time I’ve met you at the Great Hall, but that ridiculously noble figure… If I see you again, I won’t have a wish. .”

“I agree. I can’t help but hope that you will visit Kyoguk again…”

They were just insignificant stories that anyone would hear for a while and forget.

But not to Behelak.

“Keugh.”

He clenched his fists as if his hands were about to break.

It was difficult for him who had dedicated his fortune to the Saints’ Association to handle the current situation.

Behelak gritted his teeth and spat out.

“A toothless tiger is not scary, is it?”

Fury boiled over, but it would be foolish to express it here.

Behelak trudged to the rendezvous point, engraved with hatred.

“······Wait. The Saints Church has not collapsed yet.”

I will repay you for this humiliation somehow.

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