Episode 39. Followers of the Black Mist (3)
people say
‘The God of Black Fog seeks to deny humans’ inherent dignity and values.’
‘They encourage terrible things that cannot be done to humans as fellow human beings, and try to justify it as if it is the right thing to do for the world.’
But the God I know said.
‘That’s because they wanted to.’
‘I just gave strength to those who couldn’t rise to the top to make their earnest wishes come true.’
‘In the first place, right and wrong are judged by oneself, not by others.’
To an unfamiliar person, it may seem like an irresponsible bystander.
But I want to tell you.
It’s not that this god is irresponsible, it’s that he’s lacking.
He threw away his physical strength as a god and tried to strictly protect only the humans who believed in him and followed him… …
That kind of idiot god.
The edge of subspace where the presence of the transcendent can be felt.
There was an altar similar to the one where Kayram was sleeping.
The black fog surrounding the altar and the faint shape of a person within it.
He was sitting on the altar in a peaceful posture, as if he was waiting for me to come.
(Do you know who I am?)
Without any delay, he immediately asked a question.
“Aer, the god of the black fog.”
Without a doubt, he was the owner of this space.
(I wasn’t really expecting it, but he didn’t seem surprised at all.)
Although it had been a long time since we had met, it didn’t feel that strange, like seeing fog that always stays by my side.
He kept asking questions.
(What is your name?)
“Sian Bert.”
(When did you know that you were my successor?)
“A year ago.”
It wasn’t a lie.
That was when I finished my past life and returned to the past, so based on current history, it would have been since then that I came into possession of the Mist Stone.
Aer, who remained silent for a moment, opened his mouth again.
(There are two ways to become a successor. The first is when I appoint the successor myself and give him a mist stone with my engraving…)
This was me in a past life.
(The second is when someone qualified as a successor appears in the world, and the Mist Stone takes care of finding it. You have the Mist Stone in your body now, but I don’t remember giving it to you. So it would be the latter.)
That meant that at the same time I returned to this world, the Mist Stone passed into my body.
So-called change.
The Mist Stone from my previous life disappeared, and the new Mist Stone from this world came into me.
And with the disappearance of the Mist Stone, the organization also confirmed that a successor had appeared, so it seemed that purification work had begun.
(Plus, you even managed to wake up and control a magic sword whose location I didn’t even know about… This is my first time seeing you like that. Kayram…)
[…] … .]
Despite mentioning himself, Kayram made no response. I just bit my lip and glared at him with a fierce gaze.
(The eyes that already know me, the mist stones I never gave them, and the secret skills those kids never taught me… Whether you look at this from the outside or the inside, there is nothing I can do about it. It is literally a finished product in itself.)
Aer was puzzled but somehow satisfied.
(Somehow, you seem like a stranger from another time that I don’t remember…)
A successor who suddenly appeared in a complete state one day without any sign.
Now, I may be someone who goes against everything that Aer and Mist should do.
The successor that they should have created and that they should have been with appeared without all the intermediate steps.
So I thought that the cause of this absurd situation must be this exiled god.
“I thought this had more to do with you?”
However, Aer snorted and answered as if that was not the case.
(What power do I have? The title of God has already been taken away for a long time. If you wanted an omnipotent transcendent, I think you came to the wrong world.)
Well, I don’t think that’s the case.
At least the version of you I knew is clearly visible here too.
Aer was also looking at me with interest.
(Hmm… I guess this feels like I’ve unintentionally become a lot more comfortable?)
“… … “For what?”
(There was no need to do this or that, and a fully-formed successor just appeared out of nowhere, so the need to teach him anything was reduced, and wouldn’t it be like giving up my role as a business owner?)
“It’s still the same, you too…” … .”
If it were me in my past life, I would have heard it and wondered, “What is God doing like this?”
However, now I know that those words were sincere without any pretense.
On the other hand, Kayram had an expression on his face that seemed like he was truly awake.
(However, there is one thing that is annoying.)
I immediately recognized what the object was, and immediately took out the golden stone I had stuck in the corner of my pocket.
The jewel of Durandark, the holy sword that had been stolen(?) from the Temple of Light when bringing Kayram.
It was emitting a bright and intense light that did not give in even in the pitch black darkness.
(If the magic sword wasn’t enough, were you trying to take the power of the holy sword as well?)
In fact, it is an item of no use to me, but that does not mean that it is the same to others.
In the first place, this is just one piece of a big puzzle that will be put together in the future.
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I said it as if it was no big deal.
“I’m not planning on doing anything right now. However, no matter how bright and valuable a jewel is, if it does not see the light of day, it is ultimately just a meaningless stone.”
(Unlike her pretty face, she has a nasty hobby. It’s none of my business, so I won’t ask any more questions.)
-Sigh
He got up from the altar and slowly emerged through the fog, revealing his whole body to me.
(But I will ask you this one thing clearly. Even if you don’t remember me, you are my clear successor that there is no need to deny.)
A shape of fog slowly approaching me.
Eventually, all the fog cleared and the divine face, fully revealed, smiled and asked:
(As your absolute patron, I ask you, heir of my power. What do you plan to do with that great power in the future?)
In my past life, I never received that question this early.
When I was exactly 17 years old, it was time to start planning my future in earnest ahead of graduating from the academy.
Aer asked me what I was going to do, just like now.
And at that time I… … I ended up giving a pathetic answer that I really shouldn’t have given.
‘I want to live for my brother.’
When I think about it now, it would have been okay for Aer, who heard those words, to have torn my mouth off, twisted my limbs, and thrown me into the abyss of emptiness on the spot.
I fed them, raised them, and gave them everything I could, so what do you mean? Do you want to live for your brother?
To be honest, at that time, I was even thinking about turning all the assassins in Mist, including Aer, into enemies.
That’s why I was so crazy about that devil bastard at that time.
But Aer spoke as if it was no big deal.
‘You take care of it.’
The head of the family also said.
‘The future you chose, we have no right to be involved.’
why?
When did you give it all so generously, and now you respect my choice?
If that’s the case, why are you bringing me here? Why did you make him a successor?
This world is give and take.
Not only would they not give me everything for no purpose, they must have wanted something from me too.
However, they really let me go in a cool way.
Even though I couldn’t understand you, I foolishly thought that I was glad that you still respected me.
However, Aer said this one thing clearly.
‘There is nothing more dangerous than ignorant trust.’
Maybe Aer at that time already knew that I would meet such an idiotic end?
Well, thinking about things that have already passed just makes my head hurt.
Now it’s the opposite.
As I said before, this is a world of two-way exchange, and if you receive something, you must return it.
Now that I can do everything, it is my turn to give back to them.
“First, we have to do some purification.”
(…….)
It refers to the purification operation, that is, the assassination activities currently carried out by the Mist.
While Aer’s gaze hardened somewhat as if it was unexpected, Kayram was grinning as if he had expected that to happen.
“Then I’m going to fix all the things I should have done and didn’t do. “And then I’ll do what you wanted.”
Right and wrong are something to be judged by yourself, not others.
It doesn’t matter what happens or what results my actions bring.
I’m doing it purely because I want to, not under anyone’s instructions.
Contrary to expectations, Aer was struck by quite a long silence.
(Did you say it was what I wanted?)
“uh.”
(It’s a strange feeling. Do you know what I want?)
“I don’t know. “In the previous world, you never said anything.”
In fact, even though he never said it, there was one thing that was assumed.
However, until I hear it directly from Aer’s mouth, I will leave it as just a guess.
Aer, who was staring intently into my eyes, opened his mouth again.
(In the world you were in before, I would have asked you the same question. Did you give the same answer then as you do now?)
“no.”
An answer without any hesitation.
Aer, who saw that, sighed and laughed.
(That’s enough. Just keep this one thing in mind. The cause and effect of the world has already been greatly distorted due to your existence. It’s up to you to deal with it.)
“… … .”
(So look around you sometimes. Many people who have already been touched by you may come back and hold your hand.)
These are people who have passed through my hands… … .
Well, to be honest, I don’t remember much because I only have bloody memories, but I guess I should take his advice to heart anyway.
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
Aer was smiling more satisfied than ever.
(Okay, now I guess I’ll have to talk to my daughter for a moment.)
[…] … ?]
Suddenly, his gaze turned not to me, but to Kayram.
(You’ve changed a lot in the time I’ve not seen you, Kayram. I don’t know how much your master has controlled you, but your obedient appearance suits you very well.)
[What are you talking about, you idiot? Who wants to be their daughter?]
Aer, with a sinister smile, tried to sneak closer, but Kayram ended up hiding behind me and completely blocking him from coming.
No, what can he do with me, who is less than half his height… … .
[Aren’t you going away? What else is this bastard going to do to me? … !]
(Since he has nothing to give to his master, isn’t he trying to give it to you instead? Just wait a moment.)
Finally, Aer grabbed her arm and drew a magic circle on the back of her hand with his finger.
-Peeeee!
Eventually, a large amount of fog flowed through the completed magic circle, and Kayram held his head as if in pain.
“… … ?”
On the other hand, my body was improving to a strange degree.
Obviously, due to maintaining the complete materialization of Kayram, energy must have been continuously draining, but it seems as if the supply has been cut off.
[What did you do to me?]
(Nothing much. I just gave you a portion of my life force. I don’t know how many times I will materialize completely in the future, but I can’t eat away at your master’s life force every time, right?)
It was something like that.
Does this mean that materialization is maintained using the Creator’s life force instead of the owner’s life force?
It may not have simply been given vitality.
Judging from the large amount of energy felt through the fog, it seemed that most of the divine energy he possessed had been passed on to her.
[W-what a useless thing… … .]
(Why do you think it’s useless? How important is materialization? Wouldn’t you be able to legally attack your master in the future? Ah! Since you haven’t grown physically yet, maybe attacking you would be a bit of a crime…?)
[What is he saying now? This idiot!]
Kayram finally exploded, grabbing Aer by the collar and shaking her violently.
They look exactly the same, no matter who is father and daughter.
Aer, whose strength was gone, was unable to respond in any way and just swayed back and forth.
(Continued in the next part)
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