When and how it appeared.
No one doubts it or intends to pursue it.
The other guy is that Verga. That's about it, I guess I can.
The evil demigod and the Hellenonian Virgin pinch Yut relative.
But Valtrude sees Verga, but the red-haired empress doesn't.
She was just staring at the man she loved.
"Verga"
Yut takes that gaze straight from the front. As if to say that's your duty.
Until earlier, we talked about something that Verga couldn't let us hear. Still, I can't get ahead of not talking. Whatever her intentions, there are no lies or lies in gratitude.
"Yut, why are you there?
"I'm just here to talk."
Verga shakes her head small, while Yut says nothing.
At first glance, the conversation was in place. But no. It's not, it's not.
Why don't you come to my side?
Why are you gazing at me with that abominable diocesan knight (Paladin)?
How can you be so distant?
Isn't this a repeat of reality?
It may have been at this moment that Verga realized that he had failed.
"She told me about this world."
"... so much"
The red-haired empress did not change her complexion. That's the word I expected. Even though it was not a welcome development.
"So, Yut. Which word do you believe, concubine or the woman?
"Which one? That's up to Verga."
"What!?"
No way, you didn't think they'd deny it in the way it's been. Behind Yut, Valtrude raised his voice in protest.
Meanwhile, on Verga's face, a smile finally returns.
"I didn't know brainwashing was going this far"
"What right to interrupt the conversation between concubine and yut in the first place"
"Right? That's a strange story. I'm just trying to do the right thing."
"There's a bug in the acid."
Before the two opposing men, Yut closed his eyes.
I'm not running away from reality, let alone immersed in two beautiful women fighting over themselves.
Yut was fixing his mind.
Already, I've made up my mind. That's what I was trying to tell you.
The timing just got a little quicker.
"I don't expect you to be safe in the concubine's prints."
"I apologize for that, but I can't overlook evil"
"Val, something's off!
In pointing out the meadow species (Magner), Yut breaks his face naturally. I don't know, the sensibilities seem close. I just met him, but I didn't know he could be a good friend.
That makes me nervous.
"Verga"
And he was determined.
I don't need to look for words. Open your mouth and your thoughts will take shape and flood out.
"I don't know right or left. That you protected me. Very, very grateful. If I hadn't met Verga the first time, I would have died a long time ago."
In the first place, I don't even know if I could have gotten out of that space where Obelisk is.
Death unreasonably, in a land of alienation.
It was still so fearful that it shook my fears unexpectedly.
"That's all I owe you."
"Yut......"
That came from Verga's selfishness. Words that, if they were meant to be, could not even be received.
Evil demigods can't say anything.
Because if you say so, you'll collapse everything yourself.
"The job was tough but interesting. I'm confident I can use a lot of spells. Thanks to Verga for everything."
Even a few thoughts can help. That can be done by such a high school student.
It was a painfully rewarding experience.
So are the science spells.
It's a terribly depressing thing when Darla tells me to use a spell from her mentor, Bloodsucking Marquis Zieg Alto Crewing, but here's the result.
Even now, I don't think power is everything.
Still, I'm sure I could have made my own place and expanded it. Even now, it is difficult for Darla to make me look like I want something.
Both Verga and the Valtrudes are quietly listening to the narrative. Yut's transparent smile felt like an unspoken determination.
"To Jii and the others at Bourne Novor, too, I took care of them. Well, I knew they were going to kill me at first."
Kings of various races that were heavily involved, including slave aggregation.
Hard to say friend. There were also many conflicts of interest.
Still, you must be one of those who asks for the same Lord. Maybe the word "comrade" was the closest.
This decision will create a crack in our relationship with them.
Still, I wasn't going to translate.
"But I met her and I realized. I only know this world superficially."
"That's what the problem is. And how much do we know about the world?"
"Oh...... That's not true."
Yut shakes his head without force.
His forehead stretched more than it did when he metastasized, hiding his eyes.
"My knowledge is all through a filter called Verga. If I hadn't realized that, I wouldn't have had a problem."
The trigger is trivial, but I can't go back in time.
Adam and Eve, who ate the taste of wisdom, could not return to paradise.
Orpheus, who looked back, couldn't get his wife back.
And it's the same.
I'm going on a journey.
I can't stop it.
Intuitively, Verga understood that.
His eyes peeking through his forehead are firmly pointing this way. The way she looks in those eyes, she's terribly confident. It's like getting lost at dusk.
Where does that mean you failed?
The direct cause must have been an invitation to external intervention. The Dragon Emperor's presence was completely unexpected.
Then all went mad, and Valtrude (the woman) appeared.
In this world, too, of course, the Valtrudes exist. But by twisting Yut's encounter, he wasn't supposed to spin the edge.
But they met.
As if it were laid down in fate.
I don't care. Unforgivable.
An evil demigod secretly causes hatred to be solicited.
You don't try to kill Valtrude because it causes Yut to distrust you. That's just it. I can't imitate a confession.
"With my own eyes, Verga and Valtrude...... I want to be sure of your words"
"Determination seems stiff."
"I'm sorry. Wait for me, because I'm not saying"
"You cowardly boy."
Failed.
I lost my bet.
Verga is not foolish enough to come here and admit it. A painful silence dominates the place. All you can hear is the sound of a flaming fire that can be played with a pussy.
Yut and Verga. What do those two think? Even if you're asking how it went, the rest of us can't measure deep. But I guess I could understand that was the word of ruin.
Whatever happened, the Barbarian warrior (Barbarian) of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) planted a huge weapon like an anchor, and the bandit (Rogue) of the meadow race had disappeared somewhere. Hiding among the trees and ambushing.
"Where did the concubine go wrong..."
The empress leans down and says in a trembling voice.
Mourning equal to confession.
He said he was cheating on Yut. He said he bent his values for his own convenience. Yes, I admitted it.
"Verga......"
Hearing that, no anger will gush against Yut. I didn't think you were fooled.
I don't know how I got obsessed with myself - but no way, I wouldn't have met him in a previous life - because I know he loves me.
And because that was my pleasure.
"If you'd told me the truth from the start, I might have thrown away Earth values too"
I wanted you to let me choose.
Not good or evil.
Hometown or her.
If it doesn't actually happen then, I don't know which one I chose. Still, it shouldn't have been such an unspeakable goodbye.
"Right..."
Verga lifts her face up a little bit.
Don't fool around badly. Treat honestly.
It would have been better if I had.
"I heard good things about this."
The evil demigod, completely raised his face.
Look at that look, everyone takes a breath.
It was more slutty than a succubus, more evil than a demon, more merciful than an angel.
"So, let's start over."
First, the sound of even feeling crisp.
Soon, Wang Tin was held in the hands of the red-haired empress. When you wave it, you turn into a sickle.
However, the blade is red.
Just like her hair, red as it burns.
"In the next world, it will be something you can do well"
"Let it go!
I don't know what to do.
But driven by fierce chills, Valtrude advances to the Evil Empress. Along with that, an arrow is released without being present and a giant Spike Flail breaks his thin body
"Verga!"
Correct.
Perhaps the Valtrudes are right.
Even though I knew it, it should be noted that Yut was shouting her name. Did you worry, or did you want to stop before they killed you? He doesn't even know that.
Although I hear his voice and smile happily, there's no way she'll stop either.
Both the arrow and Spike Flail are bounced off before touching the Empress's body, and Verga sticks the Great Sickle to the ground.
It's a ritual, it's just a switch.
An initialization (reset) switch to start over.
"I can't let you do this."
In a low position, Valtrude runs the battlefield.
Roll out the Devine Subjugator, the demon sword, from the ground shade, so that it jumps up and intercepts the red Great Sickle.
If Alcia hadn't been half uncomfortable in her final match with the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), there might have been another way. And if Jonah, who was shocked, hadn't disappeared, there would have been other avenues.
I didn't get that future.
So Valtrude looks forward. And do what you can.
Just wave the sword.
"Ha ha!
"How long, get out of my way!
Good and evil clash.
The world was covered in light and the sound was lost.
The light spread throughout the world, pruning the consciousness of everything that lived and lived.
(I... Right...... ugh!?)
Except for one.