Type-Moon, the Ultimate Villain Simulator

Continue digging upwards with the shovel.

top……

Top...

Something hard interrupted Susa's upward exploration.

Susa looked up and saw an extremely hard square stone slab.

"The grave?"

You can tell at a glance that it is not a naturally formed stone, and it is still under the ground. It is entirely possible to guess that it is someone's tomb.

But after all, he had lived as a dead man in the underworld for so long, so Susa had no taboos. He slightly avoided some directions and continued to dig upwards.

thump--

A burst of tiny sounds.

A pile of bones fell on Sousa's head.

Susa used magic to hold the skeleton in his hands intact.

He walked into the tomb with a dark face.

What's strange is that apart from the coffin, only this bone was left.

After saying "excuse me" Susa opened the coffin and checked.

No one was lying in it.

In other words, this sarcophagus is like a bed built for someone, waiting for him to fall asleep here, and the people next to it are just guarding the tomb for this person.

Susa was thoughtful.

Holding the bones, dig up the top layer of soil.

The stars shine overhead.

See the day again.

Susa threw the bone aside.

Then he walked out of the tomb.

"I'm back!"

"You all just wait!"

Boom!

A roar of thunder pierced the sky.

Susa raised his head and looked towards the top of the mountain.

A palace is being tortured by thunder.

Feeling the familiar breath of this land, Susa already understood.

Look back at the land on the side.

There is a stone slab above the tomb with the name of the tomb owner engraved on it.

The first generation...priests.

Use a small amount of magic to surface the above content.

Susa fell silent for a while.

Place the bones upright on the ground, with your back against the stone slab.

Magical power supports the body of bones.

Susa whispered, "I'm back."

"Your savior has returned."

Although the bones were put back into the tomb.

"You must also want to witness the day when I come out. Although I can only be an Avenger now, it doesn't matter. I will settle all your expectations one by one.

In this way, you will be called a dead soul, and watch everything. Now lie here first, and Ereshkigal will help you to revive later, so that you can see the world after I come. "

"But before that, I still need to find out the current information about Sumer."

As Susa spoke, he covered the soil, and after determining his direction by observing the sky, he walked towards a certain place.

lights……

The glory of city-state and civilization was seen soon.

Susa carefully used his divine power to explore the outside world.

Because he is a villain, Sousa is naturally cautious in what he does.

Especially in Sumer today, the gods must have come to the earth.

If you are a little reckless, you will face the coming of the gods.

Therefore, before he had a clear understanding of the intelligence, Susa was not prepared to reveal his existence.

When everything becomes clear, Ereshkigal will come out of the underworld.

Death will cover this land.

Susa thought so.

Consciousness also entered the city-state under disguise.

"Hurry up, it won't hurt if you just chop it off."

In the slums on the edge of the city-state, Susa heard the voices of a couple discussing.

The couple was holding a large knife with a red-hot iron brand next to them.

"Just chop it down in one go."

In front of the couple was a beautiful girl.

The little girl was tied up and lying on the bed, unable to make any sound.

But there were tears in those beautiful eyes.

In the past, such a beautiful girl would become a believer of Ishtar and be blessed by the goddess of beauty.

But now, he was tied to the chopping board like a pig waiting to be killed.

Sousa did not stop it immediately, but watched things develop.

"But there is no way."

The husband sighed helplessly: "If we don't do this, the child won't survive...

We are no longer able to support this child, and even if this child relies on his own efforts, it is impossible... What the gods like is performances.

It's drama.

Therefore, everyone needs to exchange the blessings of the gods for the roles they play through performances.

There are many beautiful ladies in the city-state, although many of them are not as good as my daughter, but not much different..."

"Ugh……"

A long sigh: "It is too difficult to get a qualified role just by relying on appearance and acting skills. There is no chance at all. And the beautiful girl is not worthy of playing ordinary roles, and she is not even worthy of living... So we can only cut off her legs."

The girl whimpered and tried to struggle.

But after hearing his father's words, he lay down as if accepting his fate.

With tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, he looked even more pitiful.

Sousa also had some guesses.

"This is what my good friend told me. Others may not know this."

The father raised the axe, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind: "If there is a normal beautiful girl who survives, then the disabled girl can survive, because there will be a demand for such a role, and the eldest daughter will not choose this path..."

"Only in this way can my daughter survive. I will bring you back and put iron on her leg so that she won't bleed too much.

If it succeeds, my daughter will have her own role even when she grows up, and she will live happily until she becomes an old woman! She will be happier than us."

Cruel, barbaric, just for survival.

The veins on my father's hands were bulging.

"what!"

There was a flash of silver light.

The couple and their daughter stared at the scene with wide eyes.

An arm grasped the axe and blocked the three's ability to speak.

"I'm just a masked god passing by. Just listen to me from now on..."

After leaving the family with enough food to survive and asking them to keep the secret, Sousa left the compound.

Although Sousa knew very well that as a literature student, he had some knowledge of drama in his previous life.

In the Age of Gods, or the Classical Age, the most important thing in drama was not comedy, but tragedy. The tragedy here was not about the bitterness and hatred like the White-Haired Girl. For drama, this was not a tragedy, but a series of plots centered around people, highlighting the story of people and the connection with the outside world.

Nietzsche's argument explains that the significance of tragedy lies in the education of people. The hero obtains a certain fair result through his own strength. The fragility of individuals and unpredictable destiny show people's discipline of citizens.

The demonstrated "virtue", "courage" and so on will eventually lead to reconciliation with the world and the gods.

Therefore, Susa was not incomprehensible that gods who loved drama loved tragedy.

Because it's the only serious drama.

It also means elegance.

But like the tragedy in the city-state, many people chose a deformed future in order to survive.

Susa still felt hateful.

There are many other people in the city-state who are similarly disabled.

An adult male with a child's voice has had his lower limbs amputated.

The actor who plays the dwarf grew up in a lack of food.

Etc., etc……

Chilling.

Like Kino's journey, Susa arrived at the next city-state.

It is a city-state that represents wine.

The aroma of wine filled the city.

Although compared with the previous city-state, this city-state does not need to cut off its own body.

People only need to work, but all the food is made into fine wine and offered to the gods, and everything that does not meet the standards is poured into the river.

The only thing that ordinary people can eat is the grain residue after brewing.

Everyone was starving to the point of being skin and bones, and the long-term indirect intake of alcohol made the entire city-state look drunk, and the law, equality, etc. were all maintained by the technology of winemaking.

Of course, sadly, three thousand years later, people are still brewing basic alcoholic beverages like beer.

Although high-purity alcohol such as baijiu is not a correct level of wine appreciation, the choice is still much less than that of the normal Anthropocene.

Not even as good as some flavored drinks.

In the next city-state, the distortion continues.

This is a country that advocates faith, and people have completely lost their freedom.

The next city-state.

The next city-state...

Susa didn't know how many city-states he passed through.

Every city-state has its own shortcomings.

As a god with the blessing of the underworld, Susa can even sense the accumulation of the remnants of the dead near every city-state.