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The Siltair Kingdom was no different from being destroyed.

The king vanished, and his body couldn’t be found, and the only sword master in the kingdom was killed.

Soldiers died, and captain-level figures fled or died. Still, the other people weren’t touched.

The collapse of the infrastructure was unavoidable.

[I didn’t know that the Siltair Kingdom would end up like this.]

Jamie chuckled at the voice in his head.

“As I thought, you are alive.”

[I told you. I saw tomorrow.]

Setiros VI, the King of Siltair Kingdom, was able to survive in the form of an ego because his soul was tied to God Killer.

Simply put, he was currently within Jamie’s consciousness. If he wanted to, the voice would die.

[Do you think you can do such a tough thing?]

“Vanish if you don’t like it.”

[… no.]

Jamie had given him one mission.

It was the detailed adjustnt of the artifacts called Trinity, which were newly created with fusion.

Embracing all the powers of the three items that rged into Jamie’s body, and just like that, the Black Suit got taken as a dium.

So that it could be used whenever he wanted to.

And Setiros VI survived with only his mind dependent on Trinity.

[Still, with the ability of Trinity being this vast, I wonder if it can be done…]

“Humans are creatures that constantly learn. Experts aren’t born overnight. After a lot of trial and error, you can be one too.”

[Can’t you do this yourself? With your level of skills, I think you can handle even the greatest weapons with ease.]

“It is possible. However, I will not be able to pay attention to two things, and if I am unlucky, it might end up turning into a snowball of bad events.”

[You speak like a wise man.]

“I transcended the level of a sage.”

[I don’t really think so.]

At any rate, he didn’t have the right to refuse.

“Rather than that, isn’t your na too long?”

[I agree.]

“You are Seti in the future.”

[… you shrunk it too much.]

Of course, this was impossible to refuse too. Seti, who had been reduced to four letters, sighed.

Even so, when the unnecessary response of the VI was taken down, it felt less annoying.

Who would call a na with a number?

‘I’d rather take Seti.’

The king’s identity was lost anyway.

Now it was just a ntal body living as a parasite on a man nad Jamie Welton. When he thought of it that way, everything seed better.

Seti was a man who thought positively, so he forgot his irrationality and asked in curiosity,

[Rather. Why did you let him live?]

“Protheus?”

[Yes, it didn’t seem like you needed him.]

Protheus was poison.

Jamie hoped for the best for him, but Seti had witnessed so many humans being kind.

And he knew them.

[People don’t change.]

People never do. They just pretend to change.

No matter how hard they try, it would be just for a mont, and they would return to their original nature.

And he was sure of it.

[He will try to kill you again. Do you still believe him?]

“You are misunderstanding sothing here.”

[Um?]

Jamie said with a frown on his face,

“When did I ever say anything about believing him?”

[You didn’t kill him but embraced him.]

“? When I saw him, I just said he was better in a group than alone, but I never accepted him.”

[No, you pointed to your subordinate and said to believe her…]

“Why does that an I trust him?”

Seti was at a loss for words.

Like Jamie said, there was nothing ntioned about believing in him. He briefly just told him what he felt.

“It is a different matter when Protheus bows his head and cos under . I don’t think he will ever make that choice, but it’s not like I care if he becos an enemy, either.”

[He might stab you in the back at an important ti.]

“If he did that in front of a common enemy we have, then he must be insane. But even if I think rationally about this, I know that he isn’t the kind to do that. Moreover…”

Jamie cut out his playful tone and said,

“If he has anything called sha, he will know what to do from now on.”

[You are such a big-hearted person.]

“Well, from the mont I didn’t kill Protheus, the matter is already out of my hands. From now on, it is between him and Jor.”

Even if he just thought of it and stated it out of the blue, he ant for Protheus to have more faith in Jor.

In Jamie’s eyes, the bond between those two was clearly stronger than he thought, so it turned into a kind of inseparable relationship, even if they didn’t like it.

Whether good or bad, he didn’t know what kind of relationship they had.

“Rather, prepare to be hit.”

[Suddenly? And how would I be hit when I am a ntal body?]

“There are ways.”

[… looks like soone wants to hit bad.]

“I want to kill you.”

At those words, Seti gulped.

Protheus was dumbfounded.

Just like a person who lost everything, he looked dead in the eyes.

Jormungand approached him when he almost fell down.

“What are you doing?”

Protheus didn’t answer her. He couldn’t hear anything.

The things that happened a couple of monts ago were going around in his head like a nightmare.

Even if he tried, he couldn’t get rid of the thoughts about it.

Jormungand sneered at him and kicked him in the shoulder.

“…”

Protheus rolled on the ground like a helpless doll.

“You pitiful bastard”

She looked at him like he was a bug and said,

“That was unlike you. Why did you do that to my Lord?”

“…I don’t know.”

She thought he wouldn’t answer, but he began speaking.

“I just… I wanted to go past him.”

Realistically, he knew what his current strength was and that he couldn’t win over Jamie.

Why did he do that, then?

He wasn’t sure, but it seed like he was trying to deny reality, and his envy and inferiority had made that happen. His desire to kill the 12 Gods was combined with his emotions right then.

Normally, he would have thoroughly planned things and spent around 20,000 years doing so, so a couple of years shouldn’t matter.

‘But I didn’t think I could collapse by just a few words.’

It ant that the tragedy in Garmon hadn’t faded from his mind and was still shackling him. So he was furious when Jamie ntioned it.

The familiar expression and the advice he gave were a reality he didn’t want to think about just yet.

“Foolish one.”

Jormungand clicked her tongue.

“I knew right off the bat that you had other ideas.”

“Then why did you take ?”

“Because I believed in you.”

Protheus’s eyes trembled at this.

“I knew you were the shady kind, but still, during the years we have been together, I have watched you put in the effort, and I believed that you are as stubborn and passionate as , and I watched you.”

“…”

“But, what is all this? Was the man I knew soone like this?”

Jormungand seed upset.

The first ti she t him was 4,000 years ago.

When she first t him, he didn’t look like a child. He was a middle-aged man covered in mud.

‘Why are you there looking like you are dying?’

‘Get lost.’

At that ti, Protheus was a man who had given up everything. Originally, Jormungand would never pay attention to such people, but for so reason, this person piqued her curiosity.

Also, she felt like she was looking at a subject.

A test subject to get her holy power.

And she thought that if he was a man who had given up, then he could be used as the best test subject.

‘You seem frustrated. Tell what is bothering you.’

‘I told you to leave.’

‘I might give you a new chance.’

At the words ‘new chance,’ Protheus flinched and stared at her for a long ti.

‘And what I want can…’

‘Whatever you wish for. All of it.’

After that, Protheus was able to co back to life with her help. And before long, the two realized their eting was destiny.

Because they knew their goals were the sa. The problem was Protheus.

‘Terrible.’

He was truly an utter disappointnt.

After living for over 10,000 years and training for another 6,000 years, the level he achieved felt rather average. It wasn’t even on par with the top three races.

But in the far eastern nations, he learned strange things like sorcery, which was quite unusual.

‘It will be a very painful ti with you not having a talent.’

’If only I could kill them….!

A hard ti.

Jormungand struggled and worked to create the 13th holy power.

Protheus never groaned or cried out in pain.

It is because he was born with overwhelming ntal strength, at least after the long life he had.

And that was his only talent.

He always did.

While receiving many lessons from Jormungand, he conducted research on black mana.

The two never beca close, despite the long ti they spent together. They lived by depending on each other.

No matter how much she hid, their faith in each other was strong.

… at least, Jormungand believed so.

“What am I to you?”

“What do you want to say?”

“Can you really not have trust in ?”

“… is it because of what he said?”

“Protheus.”

He struggled to raise his upper body and leaned against the wall.

“What to do in the future, what all the things we have to build, and……”

He still had dead eyes.

“To look at you.”

“Are you going to give up?”

“Give up… I did. As you can see, my existence is quite insignificant. As long as he is there, I am not needed. You don’t need . So maybe that is what he also wants.”

The fact that he repeated that he was different from Diablo Volfir and the fact that he had the ambition to surpass the original in terms of power.

‘I wished for it despite never being able to be on par with him.’

He didn’t realize it before, but now that he saw the difference in power, it struck him.

He wanted to beco Diablo Volfir.

Right.

The existence that Jormungand had wanted.

But he failed at it. He failed at everything he did.

The long life he lived has ended in vain.

“So pathetic.”

It was Behemoth, who was seated like a cat and eating an apple.

“You are a pathetic one.”

“Behemoth, when did you co?”

Jormungand was surprised at this, too. Whether they were scared or not, Behemoth just bit into the apple.

Chew!

“Nom-nom, you chase after other people all your life, and the mont you get denied, you are stuck in a place with a crying face. Such a pathetic one you are.”

“… what are you saying?”

“You still don’t understand what the Lord said.”

“What he said to ?”

“Why don’t you trust Jor? Can you not do it? If you think so, then dying might be better for you, get it? I am holding back because my Lord said those words, but I really want to kill you.”

“Words don’t an much.”

“You are twisted to the core. Do you think I cannot deal with you?”

“Behemoth. What are you doing again? This doesn’t fit you.”

Behemoth glanced at Jormungand.

“You too, Jor,”

“Why do you keep calling Jor? Are you the Lord?”

“Stop caring about the little things. Anyway, you made him that way. If you needed him, you should have handled it well. What is that thing?”

He looked at Protheus and said,

“The first thing you need to do is apologize. You bow your head to Jor and apologize to her.”

“…”

“Huh. Personally, I have no desire to even see you, but if you want to remain with Jor, do what you must do. If you don’t like to, then get the hell out of my sight before I kill you.”

Apologize.

Protheus’s eyes trembled at it.

He looked at Jormungand.

She was holding her forehead with a face that said she hated this, and then her eyes t with his.

“Right. Behemoth is right. I do deserve the apology. How dare you attack my Lord? Don’t you know that I gave you power for other purposes? You need to rember the content of our contract, right?”

“…… all the power is for the sa goal.”

“Then what you did is a breach of our contract. Even if I take all of your power right away, you have no say.”

Like it or not, Jormungand and Protheus were destined to et.

It was entirely up to her if she wanted to continue or drop this, but canceling this would be a blow to her.

“However…”

She sighed and said,

“…I want you to apologize to the Lord and not .”

“…”

“Trust . I will trust you and go back to the old days.”

“Jormungand…”

Protheus’s tears dried up.

That was why he couldn’t cry, but his expression felt like that of a guilty person.

“Sorry… sorry. I am really sorry for doing that.”

“Huh!”

Behemoth snorted and pushed the apple to the side, and the apple rolled onto Protheus’s head.

“I have no intention of forgiving you. Still, if the Lord accepts you, then I will say nothing about it. But if the sa thing happens next ti……”

His eyes turned red with the most chaotic aura.

-Then I will kill you myself, Protheus.

Having said that, Behemoth vanished.

Protheus caught the apple on the floor.

It was ti to et Jamie.

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