Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

8. Ripples and Responsibilities (after)

Underground space with colorful flowers. A contradictory space, similar to the basement of the Falv, where the main body of the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash sits. A place that can also be described as a symbol of divine authority.

Truss-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery, who is tattooed in its center and dominates the scene.

His height is a little larger than that of Jonah or Ren. Gelas, it can be taken for granted that given the trade-off with God, the gods I actually saw were often young. I don't know why, but the specificity stands out.

Though he is a young face, his charm therefore also passes on to Yut. And that it's not just a girl.

"Follow your words"

As if his attitude toward Yut and Alusia was illusory. The old Cardinal lay flat on his God and entrusted everything to him. I can't even defend myself if I don't.

"By magic..."

While acknowledging the appearance of Alcia lying flat in the same way as the old Cardinal, Yut turns a bar on the spot to rebut the Goddess's words.

There is no reason to worship and serve Him, who is not a believer, but a visitor from another world, even though he is a god, truth-sink. Respectful and respectful, naturally, but that and whether or not to obey the divine will is a different story.

"Me... no, as far as I'm concerned, it doesn't make sense to settle"

"Yut!?"

It doesn't matter if you keep fighting and breaking up - apart from Alcia's emotions - Yut disputes the goddess of death and sorcery frankly.

It was Truss-Sink himself who, instantly, attempted to resist, but surprisingly, controlled it.

"Fine. It's a good idea."

I float the colour of understanding in my young appearance and nod to Eagle Deep.

Looking unexpectedly at the reaction, Yut broke his knee by correcting his residence.

"Excuse me. Forgive me."

"There's no reason for me to apologize. It is our children who are causing trouble."

Instructed to stand up in gesture, Yut obeyed, slightly reluctant. However, with the surroundings lying flat, the atmosphere is very difficult.

Truss-Sink God, who flipped a black toga without such human emotion or any other consideration, first walks over to the Old Cardinal.

"It's not overlapping to take this side of the road. I don't know what you're gonna do with the circle of people."

"It's not up to me."

Even the Cardinals can only fall back on the sermon of God's direct - minute divine body (avatar). At the same time, it's been defended that it was just a bad way to do it.

"Well, I'm not sure we should have done something right."

"There are a lot of circumstances and blemishes..."

"Sorry"

Next, to the goddess of death and witchcraft, who speaks to Alusia, this one claims not to be bad. Alcia, on the other hand, just lays face down.

"Well."

Speaking directly to the faithful, Truss-Sink God turns his back to the center of the room.

To overwhelm and dominate with natural deeds is exactly what God does. The voice sounds pleasant, and I don't feel like rebelling.

"For this one, it is also worth checking whether or not my beloved daughter's child blossoms her talents, and that child naturally grows. There is no such thing as righteousness."

Once again, I preach that the claim of the Old Cardinal and Alcia is the same for the Goddess of Death and Magic. But you have to put away the cover-up.

Therefore, settle by magic.

"You don't mind if I leave, do you?

"Whatever."

"What are the rules?

"A one-on-one duel would be nice. Use magic to subdue the opponent. If he dies, he'll do something about it."

Yut turns his gaze to the Cardinal, remembering Jonah somewhat to the Truss-Sink God, who utters insignificant and outrageous things in his young face.

"Thank you very much for your mercy."

I'm willing to go over there.

"If I were you, I'd rather play a little more elaborate battle, but this time I showed up for something else, so I'm not ready."

What's a different case? And I'm curious, but Yut decided to forget that it didn't seem like a good thing to ask.

"Take refuge in the soul, and what will be given to the winner and the loser?"

The goddess of death and sorcery answers Arcia's most questions with a naive smile on her face.

"The winner will make another demand. Let this truss-sink fulfill it responsibly."

"Then it's not in my interest."

"You know what I mean. Apart from that, the winner deserves a special blessing."

I'm not even going to lose as a yut, but if there is more danger than there is absolutely no presence in the world, I should avoid it.

I know that, but for the sake of the opponent's face, the terms are similar to Truss-Sink's plea that he wants you to take the battle.

Honestly, I didn't feel threatened by that particular blessing.

"Understood."

As it turns out, there's no other option.

"All right, then. First, choose a spell."

Truss-Sink wet feathered hair, slightly upside down. Spirituality, also to be called divine authority, covered the young body, and when it could be played, a spell document appeared before Yut and the Old Cardinal.

Once you've decided on a theoretical spell to use, you can't start over within that day.

God's power to lightly overshadow such principles.

But Yut didn't have time to admire it and chose the spell just for this duel.

"... Ready"

"This one too, no problem"

Nod satisfactorily to the two declarations.

"My beloved daughter is better protected."

As its words put it, Arsia was at some point moving to the side of the Truss-Sink God, covered by a spherical protective junction, floating in the universe.

"Okay, here we go!

The first to move was the old Cardinal.

It does not extend to Yut, but the Old Cardinal also has a special presence that honors both the divine and the rational spells. For starters, he did not touch the spell document of the theoretical spell, but offered a celebration to the minute deity in front of him, to the goddess of death and sorcery in heaven.

"O Black Goddess, he who exalts the depths. Lend me a servant of steel."

"Let's put the handles on"

Without being impressed by the way the old man like a dead tree prayed, Yut opened his mouth abruptly.

Hearing that, Truss-Sink shines his black eyes and Arcia holds his head.

"I'll beat you, three times. Conversely, you can ask me to say 'shit' once."

"- Give me a wild word. Steel Demon Doll Invitation" Cole Iron Golem "

The Magic Doll (Golem) is produced over several months by more than a Warlock user of the Magic Spell. It boasts a steel flesh with a rigidity commensurate with the body and resistance to direct attack spells.

Call it, albeit briefly, and manipulate it as you wish, the Ninth Staircase's divine spell, Steel Demon Guided Doll Invitation.

Unless you are out of standard (insane) like Vainamarinen, but a sorcerer (wizard). No, even if not, it's hard to deal with them from the front.

"Conquest."

A giant that completely blocks the narrow basement travels dull, but with intimidation, according to the Lord's life.

Nevertheless, the old Cardinal doesn't think this is the end of it either. I was going to buy some time with this steel guide doll (Iron Golem) and unleash the arrow of Ni and the arrow of Three.

"First, the first win"

Meanwhile, whatever comes out, it doesn't change what Yut does. Rather, it's convenient enough.

Avalanche

Tear apart 8 pages of spell documents and expand them around. It responds with the magic of its surroundings and opens the door to the source world.

When the pale light emitted, beyond the portal elephant on the page of the spell document, a world of pure white was seen.

Snow Ridge Mountains that it exists in the source world of water.

The Eighth Staircase's theoretical spell summons massive amounts of ice and snow from his land.

"Stupid. So..."

"You've decided to add and subtract."

The underground space was conquered by the silver world. To be precise, the space to Yut's front was filled with ice and snow. Including the steel magic puppet, it's buried alive.

"I can't talk, but you're good with my win, right?

Whatever. Whatever.

Truss-Sink God, who sounds like fun.

(Even when I used Avalanche before, it was to fill the basement.)

- Yut was thinking something completely different.

"See you in World War II."

Along with Toga, wave your arms.

So the snow disappeared beautifully, including the steel guide doll.

"Yut..."

Arcia's worried voice, heard from overhead. But it doesn't reach Yut right now.

Okay, so calm as you're scared.

"Oops."

"Go ahead."

Encouraged by the Goddess of Death and Magic, as the flow assumed when she re-picked the spell. He gave up the lead again, just like the operation did.

"" Shining Raid "" Shining Raid ""

The old Cardinal is alive and well, whether he was safe for a short time, or whether the minute god intervened. Unleashes the most powerful attack spell at the same time, rare in divine spells.

A particle of holy light covers the perimeter, and a shard of divine authority defeats the enemy - never.

"Counter Dispel Against the Curse Demon"

Quickly rips off 6 spell documents and inhibits their activation. I decided there was nothing.

"Yes," "Continuous Domination"

"Against the Curse Demon."

The Eighth Staircase divine spells that manipulate the spirit similarly scatter the spells as they approach one by one.

"Dehydrated"

"Against the Curse Demon."

Nay, in a theoretical spell inferior to a divine spell, the result is more obvious than seeing fire.

"Your husband is quite radical."

"As embarrassing as you can be..."

"What the hell. Looks like you're going to be watching her husband when he's young."

"Sa, is it Master Left..."

It does not extend to Yut, but the Old Cardinal also has a special presence that honors both the divine and the rational spells.

But it does not extend to Yut. Therefore, all divine and rational spells are cancelled.

"Can we win a second?

Reach out and it reaches.

At that distance, Yut made another declaration of victory.

"Shut up."

"Then it's the third win"

The truth is, I wanted to do it with my own hands.

But I can't help but be told by magic.

"Stone Fist"

A second stairway science spell developed by a monk (monk) who studied the science spell. I just had a chance to learn by chance, a spell I didn't expect to get a chance to use.

Yut's fist changes to several times the size and dozens of times the mass, and he is swayed down by an old man like a dead tree. Crush your skull easily, or snap your neck - near the edge.

He stopped his fist perfectly and said:

"Shit."

"What?

"My loss."

"Hmmm..."

Truss-Sink intrigues the inexplicable proclamation of the Goddess of Death and Magic. But that's not a long time either.

"Hmm. The winner is settled. Now state your demands on the loser and your hopes for this side."

Truss-Sink God asks as he descends to earth with the protective junction of the sphere.

With a thoughtful smile on the appearance of a girl.

I can't guess what that means, not the old Cardinal.

"None"

"What?

"Nothing, nothing"

Hearing that squeezing voice, Arcia sighed of relief. From earlier on, the tension of being beside the minute god also adds up, and my knee is about to crumble.

"Mr. Arcia, are you okay?

Such a girlfriend can be described as the culprit of hard work, Yuto supports.

How hateful.

There was nothing more to this disturbance or mission (quest) than the winner (...) gaining a spear.

It's back to normal.

In the end, Yut put it away beautifully.

How hateful.

"Yut kun"

"What is it?

"Be prepared"

"Huh? What?

I won't let you go anymore - not to say, but Arcia pressed her lips to keep her from spinning any more words.