Duke’s Quadruplets Are All Overpowered Chapter 344

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They each found the strength to face absolute evil in the dimension they stayed in.

With the experience and power accumulated through countless regressions, he directly confronted the eyeless one.

After numerous attempts.

Kill all of his followers.

He showed off his spirit by reaching deep into the abyss, but-

They say that was all.

“I couldn’t see it.”

Lanista said.

“Because I couldn’t see it, I wasn’t even an opponent.”

Is his power strong or weak?

What does it look like?

What kind of power does it have?

or-

Is it ‘evil’ or ‘good’?

The three gods could not see.

Even though I know it definitely exists.

I shrugged my shoulders while listening to their story.

“The hope I finally found.”

The ‘burden’ I have carried so far has been as light as a feather.

The survival of this world is in my hands, and I must become a savior and defeat the devil?

Such a ‘trivial’ mission can even feel insignificant.

f*uck, I wanted to be a hero.

still.

The survival of the ‘whole universe’ depends on my hands, or more precisely, ‘my eyes’!

It’s so hard that you’ll vomit, damn it!

“It’s me. haha!”

“It was a billion possibilities.”

“His existence that not even the star god could see.”

“You saw it.”

“Coincidentally, in a world that is falling apart. “At the moment of our last resistance.”

“You came here.”

Ah, I remember.

My last mission.

shit.

Melissa and Ushas spoke in succession.

“After that, we set our ‘starting point’ as meeting you.”

“Our authority has faded and lost accuracy due to the time axis being misaligned. “I always put meeting you as my top priority.”

A puzzle that fits together.

“error. “I guess that’s why the ‘time of transition to Daejeon’ that I mentioned last time is different for each person.”

Lanista remembered it as 1999. Melissa was in 2009, I was in 2019, and Ushas was in 2099. Even this is an approximation. When there was a serious misalignment, it happened before I was born or after I died.

“It took thousands of regressions to make you like us.”

“So that I can remember it even if I reincarnate.”

“Do you understand now that your ‘memory’ is short?”

They say.

I must have gone through more reincarnations than I can remember in my past life.

The memories I remember are from after I rose above the level of a ‘half-god’ and was reborn as a ‘being’ who can preserve memories even in reincarnation, or something like that.

“After countless attempts, you finally… “I got to the point where I could meet him in person.”

There was intense sadness in Ushas’ voice.

She didn’t hide her emotions, and this time she showed them completely.

“But, at the end, you broke. I’m so broken that I can’t get up anymore, sadly… … .”

Melissa explained on behalf of Ushas, ​​who stopped speaking.

“In despair, you asked to erase all your memories. Despair, repeated countless times, is a pain that is too much for even us who exist as ‘gods’. No matter how much you trained and trained, it was not something you, a human soul, could handle from the beginning. It’s amazing that you’ve survived this far. “You are the most strong-willed of all mankind.”

“Thank you for the compliment, but did you erase it because I asked you to erase it?”

“We were exhausted too. I decided to accept your decision. Last gift… … .”

Melissa paused and smiled self-deprecatingly.

“… As fate would have it, you were destined to be born as the youngest child of the Reinberg family and live an easy life before dying. The reason the devil runs rampant like this is because of resistance. If a series of events had not occurred, it would have been safe for at least a hundred years. But you know- something unexpected happened. “We ended up making two big mistakes.”

Lanista said.

“A tangled web of cause and effect forcibly dragged us away from our ‘eternal rest.’ “I was unexpectedly given life and became a fence and a pavilion carved with the blood and lotus of your reincarnation.”

“It’s difficult to explain. It means family. Ga~ family.”

Melissa ignored Lanista’s silence and continued speaking.

“Because of that, everything started to get mixed up. By erasing your memories, we were also affected and our memories became unstable. The ‘sense of purpose’ was clear, but the cause was unknown. Yeah, just-”

Melissa looked at me intently.

Feeling burdened by the gaze, I turned my head to see Ushas on the left and Lanista on the right, glaring. I lowered my head like a child being scolded.

“We are obsessed with the purpose of ‘making you stronger.’ It’s a habit I’ve repeated countless times. And then I faced another intense change. In the past, we were your helpers, watching over you and guiding you. However, unstable memories and a mortal body awakened a new sense that a ‘god’ should not have. that… … .”

Neither Lanista nor Melissa spoke. A quite awkward atmosphere was created. I even thought they were feeling ashamed. I couldn’t believe my eyes for the first time. The ‘colors’ that should never come out of them suddenly became so full that they filled the room. I couldn’t hide my emotions. Emotions of primary colors. A warm and cozy color like a fireplace.

“Hehe. Such idiotic gods. We are for you… … .”

“shut up!”

When Ushas laughed and tried to expose it in a sinister voice, Melissa reacted harshly, flashing her nine tails. I knew it was best to pretend not to know. I didn’t want to get caught up in their violent and embarrassed reactions. I also… It was very awkward.

The atmosphere of real dislike lasted for a while.

I reminded myself once again not to let myself be swept away by this melancholic feeling and forget the essence.

They also lost their memories? Okay, I understand.

In fact, what was important was not my relationship with them or the identity of the three gods.

In my past life, I gave up on becoming the protagonist of a cosmic hero narrative. The three gods who fought against absolute evil also wanted rest. So, the current situation can be seen as very shitty.

We unexpectedly found ourselves back at square one again.

Frustrated losers who have already felt overwhelming despair once.

I was put in a situation where I had to face absolute evil without any preparation.

If you think about the situation, it was definitely more serious than ever.

But strangely enough, there was no disturbance. Has it not felt real yet? If I think about it more peacefully, I may have needed a ‘refresh’ in my past life. Although it is a cheap idea when it comes to the survival of the universe, the situation we are in is very similar to ‘the king of the devil.’ He literally turned it on and even became a king. You must not stop until you eliminate the eyeless one, and you must struggle to build up strength against distant boss mobs and move forward, fighting against metallurgy – a king with no end in sight.

So maybe I was so exhausted in my past life that I needed a ‘rest period’?

I felt like I had turned on the game console again.

Of course, I didn’t bother to tell Samsin about my feeling as light as a feather.

Even to them, it would be dismissed as absurd nonsense to say that the waste accumulated over thousands or tens of thousands of years of intense struggle was completely swept away in just twenty years or so of ‘ventilation’.

“Hmm.”

They were usually impatient, but this time they waited for a long time.

As time passed, the vaguely drawn memories became more and more clear.

Melissa told me about the windflower that I dedicated to my mother’s tombstone.

In fact, the flower was given to Melissa to comfort her on a tiring day.

A windy flower that grows only in the Grand Canyon.

The wind contained in the purple flower is their wish.

The reason I shed tears when I heard that Ushas was a faded wing is because every time I died, I sacrificed myself to bring it back to life. The wings of the angel who broke the taboo continued to fade.

Lanista called me his disciple.

That’s because he spent countless lives as a priest.

I remember.

so.

How can I hate them?

Contrary to their distraught expressions, I actually felt cheerful.

The answer was decided from the beginning.

Yes, from the beginning.

* * *

“Soon the shepherds of evil will come up. If you do that, you won’t be able to stop or retreat. Would we dare to ask you to do this again? When I use up all of my remaining power, I can make your wish come true once again. “You deserve to be free from this repeated suffering.”

Lanista suggested.

Well, he says he will give me what I wanted, ‘the happy, worry-free life of the duke’s youngest son, drinking aronia shake prepared by a maid every morning and showering with warm water.’

“Now are you going to abandon me?”

I openly showed signs of discomfort.

“That’s not what I meant.”

“I don’t want to take advantage of you when you’re confused.”

“Hehe, didn’t I tell you? “Hell is not a bottomless pit.”

They miss the point about why I’m annoyed. And it was even more annoying that I didn’t notice that fact at all. I tried to understand them, but to them I was just a ‘loser who gave up.’

shit.

just.

It was so hard that I complained once.

“Did you threaten me with a knife?”

Lanista did not immediately understand the meaning of my question.

“I’m a pervert.”

Ushas burst out laughing.

The old table legs creaked as she smiled happily, resting her arms on the table and resting her chin on it. Unlike Melissa and Lanista, who were confused, deep affection was felt in Ushas’ eyes. Her emotions, which she thought were just acting, were genuine. She is ushas and she likes me. I think she knows why. She had something in common with me. She humbly accepts that her indescribable emotions are also a part of herself. In other words, it is like a perversion.

“Get off the stage?”

It has been diluted.

However, I haven’t forgotten it.

Pain, fear, frustration, despair.

Obviously I had given up.

I touched my middle finger. It’s been a while.

Why make such a harsh gesture towards them?

Slowly extend your left fist.

When the attention of three people is focused.

I spread out my favorite fingers, pretending to turn the pulley.

“f*ck you.”

This is a common analogy and may be irresponsible advice.

It’s okay if I fall –

You just have to get up again, right?

It’s a foolish statement that doesn’t worry much about ‘how heavy a load he was carrying or how painful it was that he fell.’ So I admitted it. I’m stupid. I am a pervert. The will to rise again carrying the fate of the universe on one’s shoulders was not due to a sense of responsibility for life or a noble and holy sense of mission. only-

“I will be a hero.”

Just stained with desire and selfishness.

It’s closer to an ugly emotion dressed up as belief.

The stage has been set. I am the main character. There is no story more passionate than this. The destruction of the universe? shit! It’s fantastic! Which one is my essence? I decided to be honest about my feelings. Me at that time, who was afraid of the twins and ran away to the southern villa. Me, who was frustrated by the repeated deaths of colleagues in my past life and gave up my vain hopes.

So, what did ‘he’ choose?

At that time, I was the one who accepted Samshin’s proposal.

I, who had run away, ended up in this situation through a precarious tug-of-war.

Everyone is ‘me’ before I find my memories.

“So f*uck the f*uck off and raise me like you are now, f*uck.”

I used to be that kind of guy.

Melissa jumped up.

“this… this.”

She seemed very impressed by my remarks.

“You shameless bastard!”

He swung his fist with his eyes bloodshot.

I definitely wasn’t going to get punched by an angry Melissa for setting the mood.

I tried to avoid it. Do your best.

Quack!

The sound of styrofoam breaking came from my face.

It hurt terribly. This is the real ‘pain’.

The faucet turned on in my nose. Instead of water, blood flows out.

“Hehe, idiot.”

Ushas stretched out his hand and gathered up the fragmented face and healed it.

Is it an equivalent exchange? Is having one’s face smashed in return for swearing really a fair reward?

Hmm, it might be good value for money.

fillet.

I turned my head and looked at Lanista.

Why is that bastard doing that again?

Lanista ripped off two decorative swords hanging on the wall.

Then he threw a sack at me and said:

“come out.”

“huh?”

“It’s a sparring match.”

My heart ached.

fantasy,