Lord of the Skill

Diago

“What... did you say? Heavy heat.”

“Are you deaf? You said you'd do the same. ”

“This bastard…!! Someone likes you... ”

Kuaaak!!!

Raell Stalen's words don't last. The fever grabs her by the collar and pulls her towards herself.

“Do you think this is a trust, too? Of course you are. You're a good man to say you're God's proxy. ”

“Profit……!! ”

She is a person who has been granted the three powers of the Trust, but her individual combat abilities are not very high.

As long as she is killed here because she possesses the power of the immortal, twisted power, she will live again.

“But.”

It is such a presence that it can instill a more definite fear.

“I will continue to kill you so badly that I really want to die. ”

“ ……. ”

Raell Stalen realized that what fever is saying is not a joke.

Die.

No, it might be a horrible situation that repeats death and resurrection enough to want to die, as he says.

“Let go of me...! ”

She hurriedly steps back, spraying her feeble hands.

“Hey, wake up. You, too, are one of the Earthlings recruited here. ”

“What's that? ”

“Our lives have become a mess. We must not kill each other. Nevertheless...... do you really think it is God's will? ”

“Shut up... What the hell do you know... ”

Raell Stalen snorts at the feeble horse as he touches his neck.

“ ……. ”

Not every life can be happy.

Perhaps there are those who have a better life here than there is on Earth, as she said.

Even her own life on Earth may have been terrible, and she doesn't have a fever.

But that's why I was born.

Cultist.

Blind faith to avoid life now.

Her appearance, visible to the feeble, was neither more nor less.

“Yes, then I'm also talking about being a person living on Seven Thorns, not on Earth. ”

At that moment.

The seamless eyes glowed sharply.

Raell Stalen felt a tingling sensation, as if cut by a sword.

“I still remember what you did to Lianze in the vineyard. ”

Gulp.

Despite her apparent distance, she feels like she will once again be snatched by a fever.

“And I'll do the same. To you.”

Heatless turns his head to look at Diago.

“Look, it doesn't matter what you are. If you're a representative of God, you're just as much a follower of God as you are of this fucking situation. ”

[Ha... Haha.]

Diago laughs as if a feeble warning was absurd.

No one's ever treated themselves like this before.

Reject proposal.

I feel bad, but that could be enough.

Yoon Sun-mi, and several others, declined his offer.

Sometimes I saw such people and realized that the wick of human existence is greater than I thought.

But...

The attitude of forced heat is completely different.

It's not just rejection, it's giving the sword to the person who's making the offer.

[Arrogant.]

One line of Diago's feelings for heatlessness was enough.

[I know you're great, but there are many better men on this continent than you. Aln Javius' power is close to Class S. Even if it flies long, there's no way you can beat him.]

“I know. ”

[Destroy the Senate on that subject? I brought Miss Raell because there's a way only she can do it.]

“Since when does God get involved in what we do? Or is it that you're moving on your own, regardless of God? ”

Heatless said towards Diago.

“If you are so interested in our work, you may as well take my throne. ”

Unbelievable reasoning.

It seemed as if the eyes were directed to a higher place than just the throne.

“Even if you don't tell me, I'll find my own way. Destroying the Senate doesn't just kill everyone. ”

[Then…?]

“There's no reason for me to tell you that. ”

Kuaak...!!

Heatless passes by Diago, plunging a sword into the beast's neck.

He couldn't even scream and fell to the ground.

When all the hoses that were injected with magic were cut out, the color of the fountain of vision became cloudy.

[Chuckles]...]

Looking at the spring that had quickly become muddy, Diago smiles bitterly.

‘Heavy heat...... Okay, give it a try. It'll be fun to see the real Sam of Vision and the face of despair. ’

It was then.

“Representative… then, what am I going to do……. ”

Raell Stalen cautiously speaks from behind Diago in a slightly different voice.

Kuaaak!!

Diago pulls her hair and pulls it towards himself, making an impression.

“Ahhh…!! ”

Without even screaming, he grunts with sharp fangs.

“Ahhh... Ahhh. ”

Tears come to her eyes as she pulls so hard.

“Shut up. Useless thing. Now do exactly what I tell you to do. After that, all you have to do is wait for the trust. ”

“Yes, yes, I will!! ”

Diago falls facedown and raises his mouth in satisfaction, rather than rebelling, just looking at her awaiting her orders.

Yeah, this was it.

That's how much human existence was worth to him.

‘Cocky bastard. ’

Diago grits his teeth low, gazing at the feeble path.

* * *

[Representative of God……. I've never heard of it. I don't know if there is one.]

“Really?"

[But I have a feeling. Maybe her kids. I thought you guys said you were Rocksmoothies.]

“Don't call me Lord. He's just the son of a bitch who brought us here. ”

Kungen smiles with a grunting, feverish tone.

[Well…… by the way, Rockshmoor, she symbolizes multitude, unlike other gods who don't have children. Her children have a role to play in each dimension.]

“That means he could also be one of Rocksmouth's children. ”

[If I'm not mistaken, there's a good chance. But…….]

“Why?”

[It was a little strange.]

“What?”

The feverish footsteps on the road stopped for a moment.

[I know that her children are not an intact god, but a half-breed of blood in each dimension. Demigod.]

“Why is that? ”

[Halfbreeds, in principle, are powered by the god they were born with. When God reclaims that power, he loses it. That means you can never refuse the Lord.]

Kungen recalls the image of Diago he had just met.

[But the energy he exudes...]

When the fever asked him who he was, I remembered that the nature of his voice changed.

I didn't feel it right because of the magic of the forest, but I could clearly see the moment my voice changed.

[It wasn't just Rockshmoor's.]

“What does that mean? As you said, a half-breed of blood other than God would be the strength of the rest. ”

[That's not it.]

Kungen said in a low voice.

[Demons, demons, even humans, and eventually rebellious beings possess the power of God. But he... felt one or more of his power. In other words, two mystics, or more, may have been born, instead of the combined body and the power of God. I've never even seen one of those.]

deformity.

Kungen said in a loud voice, recalling the appearance of Diago.

[The fact that the power of the Lord who gave him power did not completely control rebellion means that he can break it.]

Why Demigod has the power of a god but cannot be greater than humans.

Autonomous willingness.

because there is no such thing.

I had to follow the will of the god who made me and gave me birth.

[Humans, on the other hand. Because I'm weak and I feel like I can die with my fingers, and not a single one of them can actually do what God wants.]

“ ……. ”

Heatless nods.

Surely those who worship God fanatically like Raell Stalen are not because God wants them to, but because he wants them to be.

[In this sense, it is clear that Diago can have an autonomous will that a betrayal would never have.]

“Will that be a problem? ”

[Regardless.]

Kungen whispered in a loud voice, as if to speak only to the feeble.

[That will, like humans, gives him the will to fall in love with God.]

“That means that what he's doing right now may not have anything to do with Rocksmouth's doctor. ”

[Maybe or maybe not.]

“You need to be careful. ”

Heatlessness empowered the hand that held both the concussion and the concussion.

“But even if he had the same purpose as me for rejecting God, he probably wouldn't be with me. ”

The way he looked at humans.

I'll never forget the way he looked like he was serving a servant.

“Even if it's treachery, if you touch my person, ”

Kungen smiles lightly, without hesitation.

[Yeah, but he's still here. Even though I've already met the Demons as well as me, the Spirit King, I've never defeated Demigod.]

“Hmph…. ”

[What are you going to do now?]

Jubbuck, Jubbuck, Jubbuck.

Suddenly, it was a huge lake that spread in front of the infinite eyes all the way to the deepest part of the forest.

In front of him was a small house.

Seeing that, fever gives you a nod as if your expectations were right.

[No way...]

Kungen did not seem surprised to see the sight.

“The spring I saw earlier is just a pool. Let's just say it's the beginning of Sam. It's definitely dark magic, but it's hard to call it a legend with that level of magic. ”

[Then is that all...?]

A lake larger than the largest stems of Force Nine, the largest river that runs through the continent.

Seeing the sea like that, Kungen said in a trembling voice.

“Yes, that's the real Sam of Vision. ”

The lake is covered with a faint shade of Borat light.

[How do you plan on breaking that thing? Even if your power is like that...]

“You said you'd break Sam. I didn't say I'd break him myself. ”

What?

“I told you, killing the Senate isn't the only thing that's going to destroy the Senate. ”

Kungen doesn't seem to understand what he's saying.

“First……. ”

Heatless laughed meaningfully.

Where he could see.

It was a small house in front of the lake.

Chalk

As I raise my hand, I hear a cheerful friction in my fingers.

A little loop in his hand.

Kungen realizes that it was in the reward box he took out of Lorbrook at once.

“We don't have much time. We should be at the beginning of the forest by now. But first, we have to surprise the old man when he gets back. ”

I grabbed the hook, put some tasty food in front of me, and once again I stole my lips a little like a human.

“Empty houses are the best I can do. ”