As I’ve ntioned before, the Evil God of Darkness is a tricky boss to deal with.
A being that can erase both sight and sound is an enemy that cannot be defeated without a specific thod.
For an ordinary person, the typical response would be to brighten the darkness, but the rotten water is different.
A being that has beco so stagnant that it no longer knows what its original color was chooses to perfectly morize what lies beyond the darkness.
The reason is simple. It's the only way to move forward more quickly.
From my perspective, where I’ve always acted on the extre inefficiency of blindly charging into battles without ever looking at the strategy, adult fights seem frustratingly simple—like a naïve child charging in without a plan.
How desperate must I have been to force myself to stand up with a body on the verge of collapsing!?
No, when you look at the specs, the Evil God of Darkness should have been fully revived and completely annihilated by now, yet these pathetic humans are struggling. It’s maddening!
Crack, snap, thud, clang.
Ugh!?
Perhaps it’s because I’ve beco a frail Lucy as a result of a miracle, but my head spun when I got a little angry.
I forcefully held my collapsing body together to stop myself from falling, catching my breath and lifting my face.
‘I’m fine. After all, I’m not heading into the front lines. What’s the matter?’
I felt better now than when I had just used the purification miracle. The fairies around , who had just escaped the Evil God’s darkness, couldn’t fully restore , but at least they were giving so support.
Well, that’s fine. After all, I’m about to fight from a player’s perspective now.
‘Grandfather. That guy has caused quite a lot of trouble, you know? Shouldn’t we repay him?’
I convinced my grandfather, and my gaze shifted to the fairies flying around .
The fairies here were the odd ones, those who strayed from the queen’s orders.
While other fairies desperately fought alongside their mother, these ones fluttered around , worrying about .
It made a bit uneasy, rembering the perverts that had gathered around , but I was still grateful they followed my orders.
Especially in a situation like this. I forced my trembling legs to move and headed toward the battlefield, where darkness and humanity were clashing fiercely.
To the place where blackness sought to dominate the forest, while green sought to protect it.
Now, unable to use divine powers properly, I would have to worry about my life if surrounded by beasts, but I wasn’t afraid.
There were knights willing to sacrifice their lives to protect here, and a fox who would do whatever it took to prevent from being hurt, and friends who would put their lives on the line for .
“Lucy Arlen!? Is your body recovered?”
“Does His Highness’s body have any purpose here?”
“Then why are you here!? Go back! We can’t afford to protect you right now!”
Turning down Arthur’s plea for a guide, I pushed him into the middle of the monsters. As I tried to grab Joy’s neck to pull her closer, she pulled toward her instead.
Ughhh. This frail Lucy state is terrible. I can’t believe I’m losing to an idiot.
“Lu—Lucy!? What are you doing here!?”
“I ca to give you a chance to work for , you idiot. Aren’t you happy?”
“If Lucy says to help, I’ll obviously help, but for now, stay back! We’re in no condition to protect you here!”
Before she could finish, Joy turned toward a monster that was opening its mouth wide and shot a fireball into its throat, blasting it open. She quickly turned her attention back to .
“It’s dangerous!”
“I’m fine. It won’t take long. Or maybe? If it’s that idiot, it might take longer…”
“That’s... That’s it! Argh! Fine! Just tell what to do already!”
“Put a magic spell on each of these bugs.”
With my body in no condition to command the battlefield, I had no choice but to act as support, not a leader. Even if I had been fully recovered, charging into this monster-infested battlefield without a plan would have been suicidal.
So, I decided on a backup plan: instead of myself, I’d use the fairies. I would send them into battle to follow my commands.
“...Do the fairies listen to Lucy?”
“Of course. These pedophiles like younger ones even more than children.”
Right! I like Lucy!
Lucy is so pretty!
I want to be with Lucy forever!
The fairies began chattering eagerly the mont I gave them my attention. Joy, who had beco cold with a glance, nodded in agreent and conjured a magic circle in front of them.
“My magic is running low, so this spell won’t last long.”
“It’s fine. I didn’t expect much from you, idiot.”
“...Ah! Alright! I’ll pour everything into it!”
For so reason, Joy was filled with energy as she took out a gem I had once given her and began using its power to reinforce the spell.
I hadn’t intended to provoke her, but—
Well.
As long as the results are good, I guess it’s fine.
“Alright, bugs. I’ll make you my cute little slaves. Aren’t you happy?”
Wow!
Yes! So happy!
What do we do?
Despite holding a weapon, the fairies laughed joyfully, and I felt a twinge of guilt. I pushed aside my conscience and spoke.
“Hahaha! Is this all you can do!? Pathetic!”
Though the man had died dozens of tis, his laughter only grew louder with ti.
The saying that he didn’t understand death seed to be true; he revived every ti he died.
If this immortality was tied to the power of darkness, then Erginius would have ended it the mont he stole that power. But at this rate, the night would co sooner.
Hah. This is troubleso.
I had confidently shouted to my daughter on my way here.
At this rate, I’m going to end up as the pathetic dad, aren’t I?
It’s frustrating, but even so, there’s no obvious solution. Without breaking the divine power, just blindly using strength won’t solve anything.
...At this point, should I take a gamble? If I burst everything out in darkness, maybe he won’t be able to revive.
[Hey, dumb dad. Didn’t you say you’d be done quickly? Is this “quick” by your standards?]
“I’m sorry, Lucy! I have no excuses! But just wait a little longer, and it’ll be over soon. Huh?”
[Hahaha! Your face just now looked like a dumb orc!]
Turning my head at Lucy’s mocking, I spotted the fairies giggling and blinked in surprise.
[There’s so many idiots who’ve gotten old, and I’m dying from frustration! That’s why I’ll take command instead of those rotting old n!]
Having faced Lucy’s power while fighting the Evil God of Fire in the past, Benedict nodded at her words.
[So, just leave the battle to the brainless fools. No need to think—just go and fight.]
“I’m happy to do so.”
[Good. I don’t expect much from a dumb dad. Just go ahead and blow everything up.]
“Hahaha! That’s what I’m best at!”
Ah. This is really annoying. I hate these drawn-out battles.
Should I just ignore the strategy and charge in?
If I cut through every life I co across, it’ll be over sooner.
The full moon rises in the sky, marking the wolf’s ti, but before the overwhelming darkness fills the sky, the full moon is but a small presence. If this continues, the battle will end with a loss in a war of attrition.
Hah. I didn’t expect things to turn out like this. So this is what being a god ans.
Fine. So be it. From the mont I decided to repay my debt, my life beca insignificant.
I will gladly give my existence for them.
[Hey, mutt. Why aren’t you barking at that idiot? Are you already tired? Is it stamina loss?]
“Alren, my lady. You don’t need to get involved. I have a thod.”
[Why is this dumb dog talking like a human? Bark! Dumb dog, I’ll tell you what to do, so just charge in. Don’t get in the way.]
“…Understood. O Apostle of the Lord, please give your command.”
“Cluck, chicken woman. Is your body rotting too? You’re only capable of making stinky moves.”
“O Apostle of the Lord, are you alright?”
“I’m better than the face of that chicken woman.”
“You don’t seem to be in any condition to move.”
“I can’t help it. What do you expect when a virgin loser cos crying to for help?”
“…What?! No! I—I…”
“What? Did you dislike it? Played with the virgin’s purity? Hmph. It wasn’t just on the outside, was it?”
“That’s not it! I like Erginius! I really do! …Ugh. Ughhh.”
“Heh. Ha! Later, keep talking like that. If that loser doesn’t shut up, I might just ascend.”
Lucy laughed at the blushing fairy queen, then staggered as though dizzy and leaned on the queen’s body.
“I suffered because of that old woman, you know? If I don’t show her how pathetic she looks while crying alive, it’ll be a problem. You’ve got to laugh at that, alright?”
“…I... I’m sorry.”
“Alright, just follow my orders and command these bugs. Even with your rotten brain, you can at least play the parrot.”
“What should I do?”
“Play. Do what those filthy, bad-tempered bugs love.”
Final Part:
It’s coming.
The night is coming.
The cursed sun sets, and the ti of Aramadi, the one who deserves to die, ends. My ti arrives.
It’s ti to judge those worthless creatures!
Struggle all you want!
Even so, the darkness will only grow deeper!
Why is that person laughing?
Does he think he’s cool?
Is getting beaten all the ti cool?
I don’t know.
It’s pathetic. Does he really think he’s sothing special?
He must have gone crazy after getting hit too many tis.
“Ha! Keep talking all you want, bugs! No matter what, I...!”
The man’s voice cuts off as his head is lifted into the air and falls according to gravity.
In the spinning vision, the man looks back and feels a chilling sense as he watches the darkness tear apart the forest.
Sothing was going wrong.
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