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Almost a year had passed since we arrived in Sodom.

The town’s still THE base of operations of this region – at least that hasn’t changed.

There aren’t any settlents further south, most importantly because the circumstances were never right for the people to build and maintain one.

Since the battle with Bathym, we had been in several battles against the Apostles of Despair. None of them were particularly difficult, however, being sothing like SS-ranked variants of otherwise normal monsters.

Bathym was just… different. He was resolute. And his punches had weight.

Other than that, our roles here in Sodom have been quite simple.

Pochi, Seki’teigyu, Giorno, and Lylia are taking care of all the fighting…

And as for …

“I got three dozen more of Pochibitan D here! Masaki, add two dozen to the delivery to Brunnera! Randolph! The remaining dozen goes to Radeata!”

“”Aye!””

“Boss!”

“What’s up, Jumbo?”

“We get a lot of injured people today. They’re at the south gate!”

“Rise! High Cure Adjust: Count 10 & Remote Control! Rise, Ground Spell Delivery! …All right, one more ti!”

…I’m busy running logistical support of epic proportions.

My already high level of magical aptitude, Holy Warrior powers, and the boost from leveling past the cap, added up to make my arcane energy pool inexhaustible.

Hell, with the Giving Magic variant that I’ve perfected together with Tūs, my arcane energy wouldn’t decrease in the first place.

That doesn’t an that I no longer feel ntal fatigue, though – and in fact, I can’t quite get rid of that with Pochibitan D.

…Which ans I still get tired so quickly. It’s about ti I popped another vial.

“…Pah! So good! I’m feeling all better already!”

Damn! Is the guy who invented this thing a genius or what?

Oh, it was . Yup. I’m a genius! Hell yeah!

Well, I’ve been telling myself that for almost a year now, ever since the second night here in this town.

And that was also the last ti I got to use Pochi’s belly pillow, I think?

The first thing I had noticed upon our arrival here in Sodom was the dramatically lower number of warriors and mages compared to the last ti I had been here.

By that ti, the stores and bars I used to work at no longer existed. Not even peddlers visited the town anymore.

The strongest, most capable ones had been the first to die. We had returned to Sodom while the people were in the midst of despair, and because of that, they had cheered for Giorno and Lylia like no tomorrow.

On the first day, we had visited the Adventurers’ Guild, where the scary receptionist welcod us with surprise.

“You guys…?!”

“…We’re here to help.”

“And we’re not newbies anymore!!”

“Heh… hahaha! Welco to hell, you fools! Don’t lose your heads out there, and you’ll still be alive! Haaave fun!”

He’d even said sothing ‘encouraging’ to us for the first ti, and even now, that was quite fresh in my mory.

It really goes to show how exhausted everyone was, so much so that Sodom was once on the verge of total collapse.

To start things off, to help things get going again, I had done the sa stuff I had in Faltown… yes, including cooking monster at and generating water for the people.

With the front-front lines about to be shifted up from the Sodom region to near Brunnera at that ti, our group had practically been recognized as Holy Warriors almost imdiately, actual qualifications notwithstanding.

But then again, Lylia and Giorno had actually unlocked their Holy Warrior powers shortly after arriving in Sodom, too.

Now this reminds of the song that Kaoru, the Title-erasing Shamaness, sang to …

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Holy Warriors shall assemble

Charge beyond the City of Ruin, into the Chestpocket of countless Devils

Holy Warriors shall assemble

One a brave Golden Boy, in his hand the Invincible Blade

Holy Warriors shall assemble

Two a violent Plunger of Armies, friend to the Crimson Ox, of different Birth and Power

Holy Warriors shall assemble

Three a wielder of thousand Tricks, astride the Black Wolf across the Seas of Ti

Holy Warriors shall assemble

When Evil encroaches on the World, they shall descend as the Light

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So that’s it. In the front-front lines, the force of darkness was encroaching more and more… and then we ca along.

We were like a light of hope for the people of Sodom. Maybe for the world, even…

…Yeah, that sounds about right. Man, prophecies are scary.

So the “City of Ruin” must refer to Sodom… which ans, according to this prophecy, the Devil King will reappear south of here.

“Master, Master! Listen!”

As if to interrupt my thoughts, a certain dog appeared, covered in mud.

“…Wait, you’re Shiro?”

“Have you finally awakened to your Fool powers, sir?”

“No! I just didn’t even know that it was you! You’ve been away for three days, and look – you’re a ss!”

“Well, water is a precious resource around here, sir! And three days… ti sure goes by quickly, doesn’t it? -Wait! Are you saying that you’ll forget if you don’t see for three days, sir?!”

Of the eight hundred years we were together, we’d never gone more than three days at a ti without seeing each other, after all.

Even whenever we got into argunts and fought, she’d still stay close to … for so reason.

Interesting. I should note that down in the Principles of a Philosopher.

“Anyway, lem get my mo… So, what’ up? Did sothing happen?”

“We finally have soone willing to set up a weapon shop here, sir! Soone from Brunnera, no less! And looks like he’s gonna stay here in Sodom!”

“Whoa, that’s great! We’ve been too short on ti to Teleport over to Brunnera, so everyone’s equipnt is falling apart by now! I can’t handle all the logistics by myself, so this will make all the difference!”

Really, that’s music to my ears!

Considering Sodom’s situation, I never would expect anyone to move over here right now.

Even though Teleportation Spell Circles could be used, the greater the number of guests, the more difficult it would be to evacuate them to safety during conflicts.

And speaking of equipnt, I’ve actually been wondering about sothing concerning that, too…

“Giorno’s on his way to bring him over right now. They’re acquaintances, apparently”

“Huh, that guy sure has a lot of connections-“

A boisterous voice ca from outside the house, in the square, as if to interrupt the conversation between and Pochi.

…Wait, I feel like I’ve heard this voice from sowhere before – whoa?!

“Gyah?!”

Even Pochi, who had a weakened sense of sll, could not help but block her nose.

Because the mont the door opened, what oozed out of it was an abnormally strong odor of alcohol.

And that’s in a town where pretty much everyone drinks heavily! What the hell is with this sll?!

“Hey, you’re that guy from that ti! Long ti no see, man!”

I turned to where the voice ca from and saw a short middle-aged man, with a beard larger than his head, standing there.

He’s not fat at all, but he might look to be so at a glance, probably because of the bulk of his muscles, especially his brawny arms. He’s got a bottle of wine in his right hand, and a few more in a rack on his back… and another one in his left hand. He doesn’t look prepared to be at the front-front lines at all.

BUT I do know this man.

“G-Garm?”

“Hehehehe, you know my na! Looked at my weapons’ engravings, did ya?! Should’ve known that you were a reckless fool, man! Hehehehe!”

Garm Kisaragi…

I THINK he’s supposed to be an ancestor of so of my friends back in the future, Don and Laeus Kisaragi.

The reason I can’t be a hundred percent sure is that commoners’ family nas are less likely to stay around after millennia.

But then again, his weapon shop, where I had bought Bright and Ferris’ training rods, did have the sa atmosphere as the Drynium Road, Don Kisaragi’s shop back in the future.

…Oh, I see, so that’s where he got that na from?

I knew this was coming, what with it being in the legends, but HAVE been wondering why and how we’re facing equipnt issues right before the Devil King’s resurrection.

“Hehehehe, those li’l kids back there will do fine with the gear they got. But y’all over here, on the other hand…!”

…So THAT happened around this ti, huh?

“Y’all gonna need to get so rare ore first, yeah?”

“”Rare ore?””

Both Giorno and Lylia asked back at the sa ti.

Pochi and I, on the other hand, did not – because we already knew what he was talking about.

“So rare that it’s almost a dream, yeah, but it exists! That’s right, the Dream Ore…”

“”Dream… Ore?””

“Ohhh yeahhh, and guess what? Use it to make an alloy, and you get Drynium Steel! Now THAT’s gonna make for so solid gear! Hehehehe!”

Ah, yes, the legendary steel used by the Holy Warriors – Drynium Steel.

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