Chapter 470.3, The Grand Finale Scene 3 (Split Part 3/8)
Amid the crimson glow of the autumn sunset the light that humanity could bask in on this new month thanks to their victory stood an Elf.
Hey.
Lylia twitched at the sound of Asleys voice.
Turning around, she found him standing there.
Quite the stealthy approach.
Really? I just walked over normally.
You say that as if I was lost in thought.
Well, you did seem a bit spaced out, yeah.
Heh, very funny.
Indeed, Asley had not stealthily approached her, nor had he dashed in with super speed.
Lylia had simply let her guard down that was why Asley was cracking jokes at her.
The partys already started.
Yeah. I know Ill show up later.
Later huh?
I cant quite bring myself to celebrate.
Why not? I mean we did win and all.
When Asley asked, Lylia shook her head.
This isnt about that. Its about what comes next.
Ah Right, good point.
I have lived my whole life by the sword, Asley And I was ready to die as one.
Cmon, dont say anything disturbing.
But that is no longer an option. Thats why Im so worried about whats to come.
She had only known the life of a warrior.
Such was the result of the turbulent times she had lived through.
Even though she had spent the peaceful days as a guest of Polco Adams during the era of the Holy Emperor, for her, that was not the right a time of peace, which had already come again. Given that, it was only natural for her to be uncertain about the future.
Live however you want. Asley debated saying those words. They were too merciless, too irresponsible. With uncertainties about the future looming over him as well, Asley knew he could not say anything about it.
That was why, at this moment, between these two, only a third person could say it.
Well then, Lylia, just live however you want!
What?
Huh? Hey! It wasnt me! I didnt say that, okay!?
Asley vigorously shook his head, denying the words.
But the words continued.
Oh, what about being the new captain for Regalias Warrior Brigade? Monsters havent vanished from this world, so theres plenty for you to do, right?
It seemed like those words were directed only at them.
Both recognized a specific something a specific someone, in that casual tone, in that voice.
Asley and Lylia exchanged glances and laughed.
Hahaha Its like hes actually here
Dry laughter hung in the air, yet in the end, neither of them could dismiss what they were hearing as a hallucination.
However, when they could not help but catch sight of him with their own eyes, they had no choice but to believe.
H-hey, are you seeing this?
So what do we do, Asley? I dont think I want to get close to whatever that is!
The information Asley had confirmed in his dream He had been questioning it all along.
Why would God disguise himself as the Divine Messenger? What is the purpose of hiding his true identity?
So, there were two Gods in that era?
Lylias question struck at the heart of the matter.
However, even then, Asley shook his head.
There were actually three.
What!?
You almost got it right during the past war, there WERE two: the God of that era and the God who interfered from the future into that era. But the God I met during the time I spent with Sagan was a god born after the war which means, it was you Giorno.
Asley looked at Giorno, who responded with a sly grin.
Well done, Asley!
As Giorno clapped cheerfully, Asley looked at him incredulously.
So, whend you figure it out, eh?
Well, considering your personality, it couldnt have been anyone else. God acting with that kind of vibe is just too out of left field.
As Asley shrugged, Lylia looked on in disbelief.
Thanks to Asleys arcane energy, I finally got my body back, so I came to say hello on a little stroll!
Seeing Giornos innocent laughter, Asley and Lylia exchanged glances.
Though they wore dry smiles like Bright would usually have, Giorno paid no mind to their reactions.
So you see the thing is, God picked up my soul after I died in that era, inheriting my whole being. Soooooo the God who interfered from the future AND the God Asley met in the twenty-eighth year of the War Demon Calendar were both ME!
Yeah, makes sense. You didnt have any power in this era. You were already dominated by the Devilkin right from the beginning. So, the God that appeared in my dreams throughout this era is
Yup, thats right! And so Ill be off to Asleys dreams right after this!
Gah, this is getting too complicated
Lylia clasped her head.
Asley, furrowing his brow, gazed into the empty space.
Now, heres a question! Which one is the God of the past, which one is me now, and which one is me in the future~~?
The moment he was asked, Asley gave up trying to figure it out.
Sorry, thats a bit too much for me, too
Nice! Now THAT is the face I wanted to see!
Giorno pointed at Asley, then ascended into the sky as if climbing stairs.
Watching Giorno disappear, the two attempted to follow.
Giorno!?
Its okay, its okay! Im just going to spend some time propagating the Legend of the Enlightened! Ahahahahahaha!
As Giorno vanished, leaving behind a laughter-filled sky, Asley pointed up.
Heh, I know where hell be hell have to see it before he can spread it, after all.
Looking at Lylia, Asley remarked.
Instantly, Lylia burst into laughter.
Heheheh, whats with that? Is my problem just too insignificant? Hahaha! That Giorno! Even in death, he still makes fun of me! Seriously Ugh hahaha
Um Lylia? I cant really tell are you happy or angry right now?
Creating new craters in the temple ruins by kicking the ground and shattering boulders, Lylia was indeed angry.
But she was also happy. Seeing Lylia laugh heartily while tears streamed down her face, Asley could only smile wryly.
Then, he looked up at the sky where Giorno had disappeared and whispered just two words:
Thanks, man.