Chapter 327 Arcana's decision

We were sitting on the hill and eating a sandwich that my mother made.

A seemingly ordinary sandwich, but first the bread is horribly soft. The moment it is carried into your mouth, it is attacked by a fluffy texture, and the biting teeth appeal to its deliciousness before it tastes. It's my mother's homemade bread.

Ingredients are various such as prosciutto, cheese, tomato and lettuce, but the recommended one is omelet. If the smell of butter, exquisite saltiness and the taste of the baked egg jumped into the tongue, the soft bread will catch it.

The decisive factor is the abyss of omelet, soup stock. It's mixed before baking the egg, but I don't know what kind of dashi, but it's so delicious that my tongue is soaked.

I ate omelet sandwiches one after another to explore the abyss, but I don't know the identity of the dashi yet. I ate everything for myself.

"Anos"

Misha presents her sandwich to me. The ingredients are omelets.

"Replace with tomato?" Tr a nsl a te d b y ｊpｍ tl.ｃ o ｍ

"... Hmm. Don't worry, Misha. That egg is great."

Misha smiles.

"I like tomatoes"

That being said, it would be bad to refuse.

"I'll be grateful for a replacement."

"Hmm"

After exchanging sandwiches with Misha, I approach the abyss of the egg. ……delicious. T ra n s l at ed b y Ｊp ｍ t l .ｃo ｍ

"I have something to say."

Arcana suddenly said that he had finished eating the crude.

"About Gadeciola"

Gadesiola currently has no king.

Overlord Viaflare was handed over to the Diordalian sect as a culprit in trying to corrupt the canopy. He is imprisoned in a jail in the Cathedral of Giorheisei.

The Phantom Knights without Celis suddenly disappeared, and the wall that covered the country disappeared.

"Dad, mother. I'll talk a little complicated."

Tell them, we're a little away. I still had some sandwiches, so I decided to take the basket.

"The sons of the overlord are still in that country; they have no teaching of believing in God; those who hate God. That would be desirable without resentment, but there is a need for a country under the ground. right"

As Arcana says, there will be some who cannot be saved by the teachings of Agaha and Diordal. There's no better place to serve as a sink for dragons who can't believe in God.

"Originally a country made by me. I will return to that country's god again as a transgression god."

"To the dragon?"

Gently Misha asked.

"I don't have to return. My promise to my brother is to end the election referee. I won't betray it."

If I win the elected referee, Arcana's order will be mine and she will be released from acting. That was her purpose. T r an s lat ed b y Jpｍ t l.ｃ oｍ

"Just to bring the elected referee to an end doesn't mean there's no way to return you to a dragon person."

Clearly, Arcana shook her head from side to side.

"Let me wait a long time. But I decided."

Arcana stared straight at me with unmistakable eyes.

"In the first election judge, the creator Militia chose me to be a nominee, for he knew that there was an indelible hatred in me. "

Sasha listens to the words with a serious expression, and Misha gently watches her.

"I did not listen to the words of Militia, who had concluded the covenant. This heart was in hatred, and I just wanted to be easy. I was washed away to the easy. I thought I was an enemy and killed me. ''

Arcana says, sorry.

"But her order would have watched me all the time. In the last moment, Militia said, one day, even the burning hatred would burn, because the Demon King is here."

"... Anos, right?"

Arcana nodded in Sasha's words.

"Militia believed that her brother would save me. It might have been killed by me for that reason. If the resides on me, my brother is not the creator of me I'm curious and interested, and I suppose her order in me led me this far. "

The led Arcana to me. It might have been Militia's message to save her.

"I may have realized it was true. When I extinguished hatred in the and became a nameless god, all I wanted was to be like Militia He tries to give salvation to those who can't save it, and he probably thought he was God. "

T r an sl ated by Ｊp ｍ tl .c om "So I reached out to a man who couldn't help and chose him as a Yagami nominee."

"Yes, but I didn't save him well."

Arcana exhales, sorry.

"I didn't want to give a future that would be sacrificed as a king dragon and turn into a child dragon.

Arcana must have killed him because he suffered from it.

"I still don't know if it was right. But I wanted to leave it to nature and hope that its roots would reincarnate."

Reincarnation "Hey. I thought, but if the root did not die, would it be reborn again like magic of <>?"

Sasha asks with interest.

Reincarnation "The magic of <> is only contributing to the natural powers of nature. The roots revolve. However, they change shape, change their power, lose their memory. Maybe. "

"Hmm, if you change so much, you don't feel like you're born ..."

"But the source is still the same, something may remain."

Sasha twists her neck.

"What is it?"

"do not know"

I have no choice but to answer.

Tr a n s lat e d b y Jpｍt l.co ｍ It is a little salvation that a dead man may live happily sometime this time.

"Oh, sorry. So what was it?"

Sasha returns.

"I thought I would be like Militia if I were to be God's agent. I wish I could be that way. But hatred of the underground people and God also always hurt me."

Hate to forgive the betrayal of the underground people and revenge as a transgression god.

And the desire to live as an agent of the creator of God who reached out to me to the end.

Two thoughts were struggling in her chest.

"Militia has given me a place to be my brother. I want to keep this role of God's deputy, who has certainly saved me."

Do you want to continue protecting the nation where you can live without believing in God and the whereabouts of those who can no longer believe in God?

"in addition"

Arcana said in a calm voice.

"Until Militia returns, I am also its agent."

"What happened to Militia after all?"

Sasha asks.

"Militia was about to be reincarnated. The Gaudigemon I had in my hand was magically disturbed. It seems to be different from the original incarnation."

"What do you think?"

Misha said, when Sasha questioned.

"What's Celis doing?"

"Yes. Celis' magic prevented the incarnation of Militia. But he would not have been able to seal the incarnation itself. Militia would be reborn in the most unwanted form of her."

Misha cocks her neck.

"How is it?"

"I don't know. He said that."

"Hmm. Wouldn't it have been better to keep Celis alive? Then I heard a lot."

Sasha says.

"that is not allowed"

Misha denied.

"Well, there's no way to say that it's gone. If you're reincarnating in an undesired form, you just need to find and help."

"What is the referee?"

Misha asks.

"Of course, we can't afford to abandon it. Right now, the thoughts of the people under the ground have turned into a pillar-supporting sword Verevim, supporting the canopy.

"Huh? If we destroy the order of the coherent god Erlorarierom in Arcana, will the elected referee end?"

The body and Misha nod.

"But all things will be out of alignment"

The order of Militia, the sword supporting the canopy, will also be affected by the order of the coherent god. The different orders affect each other and complicate the world's logic.

"In other words, do we need to destroy only the elected referee without destroying the united god?"

"In a nutshell, what do you do? The election judge is the order of the united God, is there a way to choose and destroy it?"

Sasha asks.

"Militia was trying to bring the elected referee to an end, and that would have been successful without Arcana."

"Ah……"

Says, Sasha notices.

"Arcana. What was Militia trying to do?"

He looked down to search for his memory, and soon Arcana said.

"... He was using Artiel Tonoa. He said that he would swallow the united god into the moon and go to sleep deep with his order."

Is the order of the united god going to sleep together with the order of the creator god?

"Erlorarierom said that if order is destroyed, the destruction of the world is inevitable."

HM. Did Militia try to destroy order? Still, did he believe that the world would not perish?

"Other than that?"

"... I can't remember it, I think it was all."

Well, Arcana probably didn't know much.

"So, first look for traces of Militia. It's likely that Celis knew it."

"Meet Via Flare?"

Misha asks.

"Oh, just there is Gorroana in Giordal. The god of traces has died, but with the book of traces, you may be able to see the past to some extent.

I throw the sandwich into my mouth and swallow it. I turned around and talked to my mother.

"Mom. I'm bad, but I'm going to the bottom now."

"Well, is that so? Are you going to take a break? Did someone call you?"

"I wasn't called"

"... I guess I shouldn't do it a little later ...?

Mother drops her shoulders with a sad face. It's a bit uncomfortable.

"Do not bother Anos, Isabella. There are many things to do with a man's job."

Dad comes close and shouts at me.

"What?"

Dad winks, meaningfully.

"Did you hear?"

Dad nods with a mysterious face.

"Oh, I heard about it. It's no wonder Anos is in a hurry. If you know that, you should be quicker, because you can always do picnics."

HM. Then the story is early.

"But Anos. Dad. Dad, I've only been worried about one thing now.

Dad asks with a look that is just as important as it is.

"What is Militia-san? What is that? As far as we can tell from the story, did the old Anos meet ... that ...?"

"Oh"

Dad then turned back astonished, expressing an expression of war and fear.

"... I understand. Dad, I understand everything. Why don't you feel reassured. I'll explain it to my mother well, because it's easy to misunderstand."

HM. Well, if you misunderstand that it is a divorce trial again, it will be troublesome.

"Go, Anos. A man has a past that has to be settled."

Although there was a little anxiety there, it was insignificant.

"Leave it"

"Oh! Dad, I believe! Anos is coming, I believe! Waiting! It's a man's promise!"

I look at my father sending me out with mysterious look.

"Hmm.

Move to Sasha and hold hands together.

"... Is it okay to leave it alone?"

Sasha anxiously says.

"What a dad got used to saying something weird."

"The misunderstanding is accelerating just getting used to it."

Transfer While listening to Sasha's blur, draw a magic circle of <>, and we transfer.

When the vision turns pure white

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Arcana isn't my sister, but she's actually Anos's secret girl !?"

Father, halfway, what were you listening to ...?