Next, the big devil did not provide any more valuable information.
Since they had already been called out by Kellas, I used a little bit of force and asked about the situation in the Papal State.
As I expected, there is no real god in the Papal State, not even the most basic concept of belief in this world, God. This is based on the information learned by the Pope in the underworld. Believable.
The underworld is indeed a convenient thing.
Of course, I didn't forget to ask about the legendary prophet.
However, judging from the big devil's narration just now, this prophet is probably not someone to be trifled with. The answer to this conjecture can also be obtained from the next big devil's narration: the true identity of the prophet, according to the speculation in the underworld, is most likely not the real one. He is not a human being, but a "savior" who was born from the thoughts of human beings in ancient times and gathered all human beliefs.
The underworld in ancient times did not have the same order as the underworld today, so most of the events in the ancient times have not been recorded, especially those involving the present world are unclear. The descriptions of the great devil are only vague and based on memory. The answer, as for the things that Binelle mentioned to me before, I don’t even know if there is a Bazi.
After thanking the big devil, I sorted through the information I had now, and was surprised to find that I seemed to be on a fairly obvious and broad road - the road that the ancient prophet seemed to be sure of.
Could it be said that what drives all the development behind this actually comes from the ancient arrangements of the "prophet"?
Let’s not mention whether the prophet could predict the details across time in the era when the underworld was unclear. The disturbances that have developed from the human civilization that has perished several times to the present are enough to make the prophet’s predictions even today, tens of millions of years apart. All arrangements were lost.
Except...the Holy See.
As the front line against the demons, after leaving the Dark Ages under the leadership of human heroes, it is an institution based on the original resistance organization of the Dark Ages to study the demons and preserve human civilization information.
Different from the Holy See that I know, the Papal State is independent of other countries. Legends about the prophets are also spread from the materials preserved by the Holy See. They were once used as texts to prove the rationality of the existence of major human empires. It has been made public and has become a relatively basic thing that supports current human history.
······Thinking about it this way, the suspicion of the Papal State is not that great.
after all--
[The Papal State specially summoned visitors from another world]
And judging from what I first encountered, this summoning process has probably existed since a long time ago. In other words, there should have been more visitors from other worlds arriving in this world by now.
The Papal State is really willing to produce some brave men.
Sighing slightly, I temporarily put all these thoughts in my mind to the back of my mind. I came back to my senses and looked at the sheep-headed demons who had already begun the soul transfer process.
Although it is a small world very close to this world, after all, it is no longer the real world in the conventional sense. As a small world where a controller once existed, the underworld cannot directly enter this world, so it still took a little time. Kung Fu drew a magic circle for sacrifice.
However, because the leader is Kyle Rath, the effectiveness of this magic circle is about opening a space door, and it does not require much cost - in short, it is a pay-as-you-go type.
Due to this reason, my understanding of space magic has also improved a bit, but I already know how to use some simple teleportation magic, but I don’t know the principle...
"Ah, right."
When the sacrifice was about to end, Kellas asked uneasily, as if intentionally or unintentionally, but anyone with a discerning eye could see it: "Did the boss say something? Um - is there anything going on in the underworld recently?"
"I have something to say. I think the biggest thing here is all caused by you. What kind of ultimate weapon is it? What kind of undead thing is it? The underworld was quite helpless when it saw you running away. After a long time, I'm quite angry. Someone who came back some time ago reported what you did in this world, and the underworld actually thinks it's fine. Anyway, looking at it now, you still have to be punished, but you can't send people to arrest you. You, you can still continue to wander around - the main reason is that there are not enough manpower now, and the demons next door to me who have been almost wiped out in the organization in this world are now borrowed to work, so I have to pay back the money. You have some business in this world so you don't get caught working."
Then Kyle Russ relaxed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had held in a breath and now let it go.
Then she said very proudly: "That means I am safe for the time being!"
"Master Pluto knew that you were fishing again when you ran out of the underworld, but this happened too often, so he didn't bother to care about you." The sheep-headed demon added, "But I think the more reason is-- Mr. Pluto is in an inexplicably good mood."
Kellas tilted her head in surprise: "Huh? Is Old Danan in a good mood? Is it because the Hades Dragon next door is born or is the Dead Sophora japonica blooming again?"
The goat-headed demon spread his hands and said, "It's just that - I'm just in a good mood. You also know that the mood changes of Pluto are uncertain. There might be some weird person going to hell."
Kyle Russ rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully: "That's right. Last time, the boss was happy for a long time when that Xijiao died. Unfortunately, now that the contract has expired, he has been reincarnated again."
Your conversation sounds very sandy.
By the time Kellas and the sheep-headed demon said goodbye, the surroundings had basically quieted down. Only all the ruins are left, together with a once distorted ideal buried in this place, only to be discovered more than ten years later.
"...It's time to go."
I glanced at the ruins, but there was no nostalgia in my heart.
Rebeth may be a great idealist who wants to usher in a new era, but if the price of this new era is countless immortal haters, then the price is too high.
not to mention--
This thing might have been wrong from the beginning.
When I returned to the hotel, I opened the door and saw Theresa lying on the table. She seemed to have fallen asleep because she was waiting too late.
With some apology in my heart, I tiptoed over and gently picked up Teresa.
She was still sleeping soundly, and even such a large movement did not wake her up.
I relaxed a little, then carried her to her room, put her on the bed, and pulled the quilt over her.
Then when I went out, I met Aidolu who was leaning against the wall with her hands folded.
"Oh, you actually remember to come back."
That tone was as resentful as meeting a resentful woman who stayed out all night.
"You guys - are you really not clear about your position?"
She came close to me, squinted her eyes slightly and looked at me with a very dangerous look and said: "At least understand your own situation. At this time, suddenly missing without saying hello for an entire night is not a small problem. After all, Your identity lies here."
"This is indeed my problem, but... I couldn't miss the opportunity, so I improvised a little bit."
Aidolu continued to stare at me with squinted eyes for a while, until I felt a little hairy, and then she let out a "hum" as if she was making a sound from her nose.
She sighed and said: "Next time, at least spread the news. After all, your... identity is too sensitive, especially when the people staying here are not human beings."
I scratched my cheek awkwardly and said, "This is indeed an accident. After all, I can't even spread the news."
Aidolu waved her hand with no interest and said: "Seeing that there are no injuries on your body, it must have been solved successfully, right? I am not interested in hearing about your adventure experiences, so you don't need to explain, although there is Kyle It shouldn’t be a big problem if Lasi follows you, but it’s better that you act alone less often.”
After saying that, Aidolu's figure turned into a cloud of mist and left from the hotel window.
I touched my head in embarrassment, while Kyle Rath next to me yawned loudly, rubbed his groggy eyes and said, "Haha~ Boss Lin, I'm going to bed first. I was really exhausted after a long night of work last night." tired."
She yawned again, then said goodbye to me and walked into the next room.
"Ah, speaking of which... I'm a little sleepy too."
The magician has sufficient energy in most cases, but the prerequisite for this is to have sufficient magic power and mental strength. Although the magic power was not exhausted last night, in order to withstand the pressure from the legendary powerhouse and the pressure from the world Repelling the power, the consumption of mental energy is still quite large.
At this time, Villier walked up the stairs and said to me with a smile: "It's better to close the store temporarily for one day, but based on the current passenger flow of our hotel, even if we open the store and let Noel act as an agent, , there won’t be any problem.”
"Noelle doesn't know how to cook yet. Well, those are the ones on my menu. Maybe someone will come after my skills."
Villier tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said: "That's really possible. Your craftsmanship can be regarded as a major drawcard of the hotel."
"It's time for everyone to have a day off."
After hearing this, Villier complained: "It would be better to say that there are not many people busy at all."
I waved my hand and said, "It's not bad. Even if there are only a few people working on it, the workload is pitiful."
After all, the clerks and store managers here are not normal people. Now that Noelle is here again, the cleaning work, which is the most demanding, is no longer available. The remaining registration and replenishment are also much simpler because of magic.
Also, there were very few people coming here originally, and most people were still willing to go to the Immortal Fortress.
And a small number of people hope to escape to neighboring countries.
"Good morning, today's cleaning work has been completed." Noelle, dressed in a maid outfit, grabbed a broom, mop and bucket set and walked out of an empty room. She didn't seem to be affected, but this also made me relax a little. tone.
"Just take a rest today." I smiled and patted Noelle on the shoulder.
Noelle nodded and said, "Okay, no problem."
The reaction was really cold, but to her, it probably didn't matter whether she took a break or not.
After saying hello to everyone in the hotel, I relaxed slightly. It seemed like everything was fine and nothing major happened during the short time I was gone.
I stretched and then went downstairs to my room.
Lying on a familiar bed, I actually felt like I was in another world.
It's obviously just one night,
It's just that after understanding more things, I have a more intuitive understanding of this world that only reveals huge shadows.
And a further understanding of one's own strength.
Judging from the initial experience, the ninth level is already a strength that prohibits most people in this world. Especially for me, as a magic swordsman, I can exert power beyond the ninth level.
But the things we are facing now are no longer something that a ninth-level person can control.
I sighed, slightly lost in thought, raised my hand and looked at the ceiling and murmured: "Sure enough, I still...want to control my own destiny."
Although he talks about salted fish and so on, he feels uncomfortable once he thinks about such a guy secretly planning something behind his back.
Especially when these things are planned over my head.
Let’s set the goal of becoming a legend first.
While thinking this way, a feeling of sleep finally came over slowly.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw a pure white world in front of me, and countless me in this world.
These me's are in different shapes and styles, but they are still me no matter what.
Having had an experience before, I did not panic, but calmed down and looked at myself around me.
Most of them were observing their surroundings, and only a few of them were a little panicked.
Staring at these different forms of myself, I gradually got some ideas about this situation.
Are these me possibilities?
I made different choices at a certain period, and different possibilities were born.
After having this conjecture, I had some new confusions.
Why do these possibilities appear in my dreams?
what's the effect?
There was nothing to remind me anymore. I tried to say something, but found that I couldn't make any sound at all and could only look at the surrounding scenery quietly.
And these scenery are now fading rapidly.
The farthest me left first, turning into a black dot at the edge of my field of vision and then disappearing completely. The slightly closer me, my whole body was messily mixed together like stirred paint, and was finally covered by the boundless white. Devoured.
Finally, I woke up.
