Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

The Arksbaona Empire, a space covered by boundaries known only to the extremely limited.

Closed to a secret place that does not reveal any 'kind of power' to the outside world, including magic, vitality, skill, protection and, at the end of the day, divinity called power, depends on and manifests herself and, not least, on her as a substitute - evil god.

Gleargriffen, who is the head of the Hero Brigade and "The Dark Hero," was visiting the scene alone.

It's a cellar. It's bigger than a cell and smaller than a mass cell. The walls are stoned. Keep it clean, but make it feel 'dirty' strongly because of the darkness, or because of the evil gods' relentless temper to do so.

"That's right, Glare. By putting God in front of you, your soul is afraid."

The evil god tells him to sing, even though he says he is chained from above the restraint coat and further anchored to the wall from there.

Words that look through a person's chest, like the lullabies of the Lady of Mercy, in a gentle and soft voice.

Glare's voice against him is chilled out.

"There is no fear. This is how I feel. 'If it's possible, I want to kill you'. There's no other emotion for you than hatred."

Really, she was a beautiful woman.

Long hair with thin purple pigments, gentle eyes and red eyes, lips depicting a soft smile.

She said she had two children, but the look on her face at the mundane times seems like an unusual girl.

A woman who was the wife of an emperor, the mother of a prince or empress, a raw Archlairean but a wizard with excellent magical propriety.

However, it has the same appearance (or appearance) and the same voice (or hearing).

It is undoubtedly the same as the beloved Empress who is in front of us.

At a glance, I can understand it in an instant without having to pinch the next blink.

Not so long ago, she was separate, invaded by evil gods.

"You've gotten used to being rude lately."

Fun voice and glossy expression. A trick that causes headaches that can stir charm and disgust at the same time.

"Identifying you and Master Juliana is only because, above all, I realized that I was unacceptably disrespectful"

Juliana Arvilla Ma-Arksbaona. That's the name of the original owner of the flesh.

Few understand the Lord of Glare in the true sense.

Even in the Seven Highest Contributors of the Empire (Axion), where Glare sits at the end, perhaps only himself.

Even the crown princess would not be able to do such things as show the emperor's sincerity.

But she wasn't. Glare as his subordinate, but she showed understanding to the emperor as his wife.

He was a beloved to the emperor and a beloved to Glare.

It was taken over by the evil gods. It's taken over.

How can I indulge in murder?

"Alas, Juliana has not disappeared. What is in me all the time."

But with one word, all ways of hurting evil gods are easily lost.

Even if it is a lie, because if the Empress's spirit has not yet vanished, there is still the possibility that one day she may be able to save it.

Bringing "White Hero" Kwinty to this occasion was also something I was hoping for.

Seeing Glare staring at herself, the evil gods grin more pleasantly.

"I just want to have a little more fun because it makes you a good bore, but now I'm going to make you this much more concerned because there's more to it than that. Thank you, and speak, Glare. You're not visiting me for no reason, are you?

Glare distorts her expression without concealing her discomfort in words like a peek inside her chest.

But I remembered it would only please him, and I immediately turned it off.

Evil gods look at every move of such glare with satisfaction.

"Give me your strength."

Terminally make a request.

It is well known that a wicked God, who hangs his lips demonically in front of his eyes, is a difficult being.

On top of that, Glare had to push for shame and ask for power from the evil gods.

But if you don't, at a height you won't reach, there's one man.

"I would have given it to you before"

The response is concise and cold.

The smile hardened and suspicious.

"That's not enough"

And distort your eyes uncomfortably.

"Not enough (,,,)? Impossible. If you're capable of personal combat, you're Arclair's best. Besides, you have a brigade. So, what? What the hell kind of joke is that?

The Evil God once took one deal with the Emperor and Glare. From the background, it was more like a blackmail than a deal, but the emperor and glare nonetheless acknowledged it.

The conceptual attributes that Glare acquired were obtained by 'swallowing' the power of evil gods.

The power of 'black' is immense, as Chrono has been able to lead the Union in a short period of time. If God's power were to be added to it, it would not be a big deal where I said no enemies.

No matter what, you can't win the war on your own. Whether one-on-one or not, strength alone will never determine victory or loss. The evil god's prerequisite for personal combat ability is to understand it.

Besides, it is not possible unless it is an extra matter such as the opportunity to use conceptual attributes in combat.

Simply as a 'black hero', Glare is a rare and powerful man.

I guess that's why it's so puzzling.

The fact is that Glare, who already has more than enough power, with his brigade, feels a shortage in his own power.

But the confusion quickly dissolved him.

He looks like he's convinced on his own and spits out words in a sigh mix.

"Oh, that (,) doesn't have a good personality either. Hey, Glare. Didn't you say the name of the man who beat you was Yusuke Kurono?

- Why are you here?

In Glare's reaction, which opened his eyes, the evil god seemed to realize that his thoughts had hit him, and let's be delighted.

"Just because I got you, heh, it's short circuit to do... but yes, you, you lost to him"

It is God who is choosing the reincarnated. Shall I call him a good god for convenience?

And the ownership of the temple does not lie with the evil gods.

However, under certain circumstances, it seems that the temple in Arksbaona territory is now the force zone of the evil gods.

This means that those reincarnated within Arksbaona territory, including Glare, were found by evil gods.

Many of the heroes who would have liked God to gather as undefeated evil gods are reincarnated into Arksbaona and belong to the Empire.

It was supposed to be a superb harassment of God for the evil gods.

It would have been nice to put a lot of color attributes under the force, headed by 'Black'.

At the next moment, the expression of the evil god degenerates into something so cold that it is likely to freeze the world by itself.

"But this time, how did he use conceptual attributes... oh, you used him for the first time. Speaking of which, one bad realm has been taken... I see. Then I can snort that Glare loses. Hehe, I thought it was a corner advantage, but a big one. Damn, oh, no! Really, really, really!

I don't even care as much as dew that Glare is on this occasion, and the evil gods scream as they stand unconscious.

"Hey, Glare. You know how hard I've worked to find you! Choosing the dead to bring in is a really plain and cumbersome task! Every grain of desert sand for your hand, like making sure that's a crystal of sugar! Now, I don't even know if it's sweet until I put it on my tongue! I can't believe I'm going crazy being a god! Heroes are sweet and so are many others! Hey, I can see this struggle!?

The fierce evil god seemed to be talking about how reincarnation works.

If that's true, it's often convincing.

If we compare all different human beings to sand, and their collections to desert.

If you are picking up every grain of it and deciding whether to reincarnate it.

It is also possible to snort that there were many who were ascribed to the brigade and the coalition factions.

I guess the time is near when we were looking at that world in the first place, the gathering of sand grains.

And it also proved that the hypothesis was correct that you didn't know what kind of correction you would get until you reincarnated it.

All the reincarnated are put on their tongues (Arclair) wondering if they are sweet.

And that's where Glare realizes.

"... wait, I mean, Chrono was reincarnated - for the second time, is that what you're trying to say"

"I'm not trying to tell you, I'm telling you! You must have looked at it from a world with very little dimensional error. If you are the same individual, your post-reincarnation status will be similar! But that's a fool, if it's supposed to be! Do you know why? 'One human being has two different lives in one world' is against reason. God himself cannot be allowed to use extraneous reason. If we do that, the world itself moves to fix the distortion. Continue to inflict upon the transgressor, not God, the sinner who invaded the Regime until he dies the ordeal that, if he misselects, would result in death. Trying to keep the distortion to a minimum!

Some of the words of the evil gods were incomprehensible, but there were also thoughts.

Confirmed by information from intermediaries and displaced persons.

The "danger of death" that struck Chrono has continued since the beginning of his reincarnation.

The ordeal, which was not strange when he was dead, has certainly struck him several times.

Even if it was a series of people's will, was it inevitable at the same time?

So far, maybe it means it's unacceptable.

The ability to work to end things because you can't do things that didn't have problems that happened.

The world also moves to fix distortions so that humans deal with problems.

For example, the presence of Glare in both the Arksbaona and Daltra factions is not an anomalous noise. Clearly out of context. I guess you want to say that even if times were different, that wouldn't change.

Even if God created the world, God doesn't seem to do everything in His power more than he exists in the world again.

In the first place, if so, there is no need for reincarnators, etc.

At a time when we need Glare and others, the infirmity or incompleteness of being called God appears clear.

"If I were you, I wouldn't keep it for a day! And yet, what? Did you beat Glare? More so, the same man who devoured my arms and sealed my armpit! Oh, my God, that's - that's hard!

Evil gods are more disturbed than I've ever seen before.

His angry eyes pierced the glare and stared as if he was trying to burn it out with only his gaze.

"They did it, it really sucks. If I'm good, I have to say so. You don't get it, do you? For the second time, he is free from the push of death. Modified (,,,,,,)"