"I've been waiting for this moment."
"Stop."
Verga, who puts emotion on words and talks smudgingly. At that moment when she tries to emerge from the darkness, Valtrude stops.
It was like a Kingsguard holding back enemy soldiers, and like a mother trying to keep my son away from danger.
But the evil demigod does not consider the emotions of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin). Ignore the warning and advance without footsteps from the darkness.
"Even if you look at this state of concubinage, do you still tell me not to come near it? That's cowardice, not prudence."
"This is... You've been so cute."
Seeing Verga reveal herself, Yut unconsciously leaks that sentiment.
The voice, the atmosphere, the Redhead Empress herself, which Yut knows well.
But only the appearance was different.
Even so, it's not a disastrous change.
"I didn't know I could be praised by my son-in-law. It's a long life."
The figure of Verga smiling lusciously was a far cry from the impression he would get from that look.
Both pitch-black dresses like you dyed the night, and burning redheads, just like that. But like a fairy, it was small and floating in space. In this state, it would also be natural not to have footsteps.
When I sent Koeli Renato back from Earth to the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, I used too much force to make her look young, but she didn't. It was close to Dravael's mini-gorem, taking on the operation of the Tubassa in one hand.
"Don't be so alarmed. It's like twisting a baby's hand, like a concubine."
"Is that what a baby looks like?"
Even witnessing Verga now, which can even be described as pathetic, Valtrude does not de-alert. But he hadn't unleashed the Devine Subjugator.
There is no doubt that the fairy in front of you is identical to the evil demigod. That's what her intuition tells her.
At the same time, I feel the difference with Verga at the time when it was relative.
Of course, I'm not talking about differences in appearance. Valtrude's intuition, like no other, said that the more intrinsic parts are different.
"It's the same thing that doesn't bother me, but it doesn't look like Verga ever did. I hate to admit it, but... in a good way."
"Didn't Val say that to come in our way like Daxtum God"
Glossy but adorable.
Inside such contradictions - no, that's why while watching the fascinating fairy Verga, Yut thinks about how things should be cleaned up.
"Oh, is the time for praise over yet, huh? Totally disgusting."
Yut exhaled softly as he looked sideways at the little Verga flying around him like an adorable mascot.
And walk out silently.
Yut, where are you going?
"The destination was decided. If you're talking, you can walk."
Answer Valtrude's words without hesitation and start walking into the throne room. Leaning her neck, she also followed Yut like that.
"That's unusual and forceful."
"This would also be the fruit of the concubine's education"
A cathedral knight who questions, not dissatisfaction, in his attitude, and a red-haired empress who prides herself on merit.
"Forced to kidnap me. What do you say? It's like a bandit himself saying, 'You're never going to be stolen again.'"
"In the home of his son-in-law, he also says," Thieves have a reason. "
"Where do you buy such knowledge?"
Wherever I said it, I guess I overheard it when I went to Earth. She has a lot of mysteries on Earth because it was almost a separate act from Verga.
"... but it's not a bad yut like this"
"Mm-hmm. It will be, it will be"
"I'm talking to myself now. Don't react. In the first place, we're enemies, even if it's because we look like that. Don't forget that."
"You know, horror."
I didn't pinch my mouth - I didn't pinch it - and Yut, who was listening in silence, stopped abruptly. This is no longer good for mental health.
He seems to like Valtrude, but turns his gaze to the little evil demigod, reflecting that if Acorn asks him, he doesn't know what he'll say.
"Verga also wants to eliminate the spiral of despair. You're not wrong about my guess, are you?
"I don't know. It's like my father and aunt working together to seal it off. More importantly, the conquest of the world is not worth a thought, whether you want it or not."
In the struggle against the spiral of despair, all gods, good and evil, worked together to come to terms. There is no doubt about that, but they call the Hellenic God 'aunt' and so on, and the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia puts on her face.
Even that never damaged her beauty, but it makes me want to say one thing of irony.
"For that matter, it seems to be well taken in."
I can't feel a lie in the words of little Verga. However, it also contains information that would not have been known if it had not been Verga himself, such as the structure of the castle and footage with the shown Yut.
When Valtrude pointed that out, he gave a slutty but cynical smile.
"Of course that's because my son-in-law made me sleep in despair."
"Of course I'm in trouble when they say..."
"So what are you now?"
I thought you said "conscience."
"Conscience"? "
Yut gazes at the red-haired empress who says such an unexpected thing, nagging. He was a verga who turned himself into a slut after that gaze, but cuteness precedes him in his present appearance.
"I see.“ Conscience. "
Meanwhile, the diocesan knight, strongly served with goodness, accepted Verga's explanation lightly. Even those who mark good are not entirely unrelated to evil.
Then it is not surprising that the evil demigod had good intentions. Rather, it can even be taken for granted.
"Well, I don't believe it like Val... If you look at the structure of this ebony circle, at least, so far, it's not hostile. On the contrary, I know you're cooperating."
"Well, that's the thing."
"Yut......"
"I know. I'll explain it properly."
Even though the “conscience” of the evil demigod was believed, I guess I didn't think I was cooperating. It was originally uncomfortable, but that was because of a meaningless encounter.
Yet Yut and little Verga that makes sense with few words. In the meantime, go in and ask for an explanation.
"We talked a little bit earlier, but it was weird to soak (...)"
"That's true, they showed some weird footage... But what does it mean to bring it up to Daxtum and cooperate...?
"Well, you don't have to send out evil gods."
Yut flips the board clearly.
But it's necessary. Anyway, the preconditions are different.
"If we really want to pull the spiral of despair out into the material world, we don't need this castle itself. Why don't we just have hundreds of tentacles outside and get rid of us? Or even buy time by defending yourself."
"That's true..."
True argument, but I guess I'm not sensibly convinced.
Think with Valtrude fingering his bright, well-shaped lips.
(You just got kissed...)
It's not the first time.
But that doesn't make me feel less moved or nervous.
Unconsciously Yut almost took her hand to her mouth just like she did, but it managed to summon reason to prevent it.
If I did that now, I don't know what Verga would say to me.
"I also said this earlier, but since I got into the Ebony Circle, it's like I'm waiting for clearance. Wasn't it like that?
You're right.
Without waiting for Valtrude's reply, little Verga applauds his son-in-law's wisdom with a cute applause.
"I knew it. Here too, on the palm of Verga."
"Is that so? Collaborators - No, an accomplice. Anyway, if my sons and sons were here, my concubine's salvation would be equal to a sandy cabinet."
Again, two people who make sense.
I don't need to rush, but Valtrude desperately put his thoughts around to the same conclusion.
"In other words, you have prepared a similar trial for the dungeon, so that if you step through it, you can send back the spiral of despair"
To the words of the diocesan knight, the red-haired empress nods. Slowly, as if to burn.
"As I said earlier, the concubine was caught in despair. The void was plunged into a spiral of abomination and despair, but there was an intrusive part of it to surrender itself."
"Is that your conscience?"
Valtrude twinkles at the little Verga flying around in front of him, looking neglectfully painful.
"I can be truncated - no, you separated yourself?
"Either way, the concubine doesn't know"
"Is it both? Anyway, that's when he intervened to create this mechanism."
"I don't know."
Satisfied, Verga smiles.
That attitude is nothing short of grandeur, and it doesn't look familiar to what it is today. But it was also what the evil demigod deserved.
"I just don't suppose you can make the hurdles extremely low when you say you've improved the environment. I think it's proof that Daxtum came out"
"Exactly. As a concubine, I was very dissatisfied that you simply didn't consider my father and my son-in-law..."
"I see you in the spirit world of Dal-Lukash."
"Is it a good idea to describe that as meeting"
"Isn't that the one called do-it-yourself?
So Valtrude, who was keeping his silence, opens his mouth. I guess I was purely doubtful rather than dissatisfied with the conversation between the two of them.
But Verga's response was as provocative.
"Oh. You say that? In the first place, the concubines took on a man."
"There's no such thing as a fit. Until we get rid of the bandits."
A fairy like a mascot hangs out with an extinct beauty.
They were two people who might have looked smiling if only on the outside, but the representation of good and evil in the Brewers.
Yut's mental burden of being shown it in front of him is hard to put to the brush tongue.
"What about me going into arbitration, but for now, why don't we put a truce to it until we do something about the spiral of despair?
"... I don't have a choice"
"It's a reasonable place..."
"What are you unhappy about?
"Disgruntled, full of grievances."
"That's the same for me"
Two people who turn away at the same time, put Yut down and move.
Either the Cathedral Knight looks more inhospitable, obviously because of the impression he receives from his appearance.
"Yut, what are you doing"
"Son-in-law, hurry up"
"... Actually, aren't you two close?
"... yuut. Whatever it takes, you're gonna get mad at me?
"Son-in-law, there's a limit to things, isn't there?
"I'm sorry, give me a break..."
After those two, Yut takes the lead.
Heading up, in the throne room. I don't even have to check.
I get a meal.
Will the world end or continue?
The end was entrusted to good and evil and to their love.