“Truly… you have not changed at all since back then.”(Rishause)
“You too. People probably won’t tell you that though. Oh, and you have also become quite a beauty as well.”(Shinha)
“Wha-what the hell do you think you are saying!”(Rishause)
“Lady Rishause, your language, your language!”(Misha)
Having received a surprise attack from her opponent that she also had feelings for, queen Rishause carelessly let the feelings that she had sealed deep behind her aura of the water priestess queen surface for a brief moment. With Misha’s remark, she blushed while covering her mouth thus showing her cute side.
“Phmph!”(Shinha)
“A-anyhow, Gazzetta army is now free. Remove their sha—“(Rishause)
Rishause ordered the divine arts militia to unfasten the shackles of Shinha’s army, which was restrained in a separate place.
Dissatisfied with the arrogance that Shinha showed towards their queen, the two handmaidens tried to convince their queen to reconsider, saying things like “They are our prisoners after all,” aiming to get revenge on Shinha while showing their superiority.
Shinha began analyzing the hand (TN: as in hand of cards) that he was playing with, looking for a way to destroy their scorn and to gain an advantage for his army. As he only had the cards of pride and belligerence, he decided to try playing them.
“Let me give you one piece of advice. For the white clan, their weapons are only one of their tools.”(Shinha)
Shinha said that with a feral smile, making the divine arts militia stop in their tracks and turn towards him with dubious expressions on their faces. Rishause stepped back as she knew the meaning of such an expression on Shinha’s face.
“If we don’t have our tools, we can fight using our bodies alone. LIKE THIS!”(Shinha)
Shinha lifter his shackled hands in front of his chest and tore through them by sheer strength. Seeing that, White Sword knights followed their king and one by one tore through their shackles. Although they were shackled with wooden shackles that were made to be used on the [artless], divine arts militia could only stare, eyes wide, as the shackles were destroyed using brute force alone.
However it seemed that divine arts users who were serving in the White Sword cavalry, could not mimic the same action and appealed to get the shackles removed via normal means.
Glaring at the frozen divine arts militia, Shinha kicked at the ground like a beast and instantly closed the distance between him and Rishause. Her two maidens reacted to that, but as Shinha was already leaping into Rishause’s bosom, they could not put water arts defense nor attack Shinha anymore.
“…Wha?!”(Rishause)
“You are… naïve.”(Shinha)
Looking at the sky blue pupils in the startled, wide opened eyes, Shinha extended his hand toward queen’s head, gently grabbed a light blue strand of Rishause’s hair, kissed them, and retreated after letting the strand of hair fall. The two handmaidens rushed to the queen’s side, taking the position that Shinha was at just a moment ago and shot their glances towards the [artless] king.
Shinha sneered, turned his back at the women, and swiftly returned to his comrades’ side. This series of actions seemed to have carried a meaning of “I could’ve broken the shackles and killed you anytime.”
To tell the truth, it was not the kiss on the queen’s hair, all of the White Sword were prisoners, yet the Blue Garden’s side could not move a finger.
The divine arts militia were eyeing the Gazzetta army, which was preparing for their retreat with cautious eyes. Just as the atmosphere around them was starting to get dangerous, the black haired captain of the darkness god corps of Fonclanc stepped up to meet the commander of the White Sword knights.
This struggle carried some meaning as some of the Gazzetta soldiers visibly tensed at the entrance of the commanding officer of the [overpowered] darkness god corps.
“Hey, Shinha!”(Yuusuke)
“Yuusuke? You completely done us in~”(Shinha)
“Thanks to you, this had become troublesome again. Did you really have to show off your strength?” said Yuusuke as he approached Shinha. Yuusuke was so angry, that not only the atmosphere he gave off was different, but his attitude made a complete turn as well. Shinha shifted his gaze to observe the scale of Yuusuke’s capacity and spoke of an important phrase (keyword) in a laid back attitude as if nothing had happened.
“You played out your role of an evil god nicely with that power.”(Shinha)
“!”(Yuusuke)
Shinha showed a faint smile after seeing Yuusuke’s face stiffen against his own will. Yuusuke expected that no one else besides Zeshald and Sun knew that he was called to this world to become an evil god. Rishause, who was listening to them with her face still red from shame, tilted her head slightly at the mentioning of the evil god.
“Your presence in this world is large, and thin (weak/small?)”(Shinha)
Standing on the thousands years of history, Shinha stated his view of Yuusuke, a summoned being in this world. His words were heavy and thick with the desire of the resurrection of the white clan, inherited for hundreds of thousands of years since the forgotten times.
“The revival of the white clan warrants the fall of the rule of the art users. It is the role of the evil god to start this.”(Shinha)
“Why is that, can’t you live side by side?”(Yuusuke)
Yuusuke shot back at Shinha’s conclusion, inquiring what kind of reason or rule would require the destruction of either side. He did not inquire about the evil god’s part as he was worried about all the people around him.
“Divine arts users that caused the downfall of the white clan are living in prosperity thus the prosperity of the white clan required the downfall of the divine arts user’s world.”(Shinha)
“That is your answer, eh? But it would be just a repeat of what happened before, right?”(Yuusuke)
“That might be so, prosperity is not endless. This is the cycle of life that those, living in Kaltcio are bound to.”(Shinha)
“…You…”(Yuusuke)
Shinha’s grand speech, brimming with self-confidence and permeated with conviction that his knowledge was greater than anyone else, incited a desire within Yuusuke to find out what Shinha knows about the evil god. The three thousand years of history were collected in the eyes of the white clan leader.
“I will await you in the village where the history of the evil god is kept. You will definitely come to Gazzetta.”(Shinha)
Yuusuke, worried by the speech, containing some sort of threatening hidden message, tried to ask for the meaning of what Shinha had said. But, at that moment, a wind arts communications officer riding on the horseback approached them and whispered something to Shinha. Listening to his subordinate the Gazzetta king frowned.
“Let me correct myself. I hope you will come to see it for yourself if you are interested.”(Shinha)
Having said that Shinha saddled his horse and issued a withdrawal order to the white sword cavalry.
“Withdraw!”(Shinha)
Gazzetta’s army merged to a single unit several hundreds of meters away from the main fortress. There, they turned towards the direction of Gazzetta and started leaving the hooves of their horses resounding on the drying ground and raising a cloud of dust in their wake.
“Your existence is thin, eh?…”(Yuusuke)
Yuusuke sighed as he watched the Gazzetta army off, dismantling the huge wall and repairing the main fortress was his top concern at the moment. After all, he borrowed a considerable amount of resources from the main fortress to build his wall and a huge part of the upper half of the fortress was gone.
“Still, except for being annoying it was useless…”(Yuusuke)
It seemed that early rising residents that lived in part of the main fortress, from which the materials were taken from, were in for an unpleasant surprise in the coming morning.
“Truly… you have not changed at all since back then.”(Rishause)“You too. People probably won’t tell you that though. Oh, and you have also become quite a beauty as well.”(Shinha)“Wha-what the hell do you think you are saying!”(Rishause)“Lady Rishause, your language, your language!”(Misha)Having received a surprise attack from her opponent that she also had feelings for, queen Rishause carelessly let the feelings that she had sealed deep behind her aura of the water priestess queen surface for a brief moment. With Misha’s remark, she blushed while covering her mouth thus showing her cute side.“Phmph!”(Shinha)“A-anyhow, Gazzetta army is now free. Remove their sha—“(Rishause)Rishause ordered the divine arts militia to unfasten the shackles of Shinha’s army, which was restrained in a separate place.Dissatisfied with the arrogance that Shinha showed towards their queen, the two handmaidens tried to convince their queen to reconsider, saying things like “They are our prisoners after all,” aiming to get revenge on Shinha while showing their superiority.Shinha began analyzing the hand (TN: as in hand of cards) that he was playing with, looking for a way to destroy their scorn and to gain an advantage for his army. As he only had the cards of pride and belligerence, he decided to try playing them.“Let me give you one piece of advice. For the white clan, their weapons are only one of their tools.”(Shinha)Shinha said that with a feral smile, making the divine arts militia stop in their tracks and turn towards him with dubious expressions on their faces. Rishause stepped back as she knew the meaning of such an expression on Shinha’s face.“If we don’t have our tools, we can fight using our bodies alone. LIKE THIS!”(Shinha)Shinha lifter his shackled hands in front of his chest and tore through them by sheer strength. Seeing that, White Sword knights followed their king and one by one tore through their shackles. Although they were shackled with wooden shackles that were made to be used on the [artless], divine arts militia could only stare, eyes wide, as the shackles were destroyed using brute force alone.However it seemed that divine arts users who were serving in the White Sword cavalry, could not mimic the same action and appealed to get the shackles removed via normal means.Glaring at the frozen divine arts militia, Shinha kicked at the ground like a beast and instantly closed the distance between him and Rishause. Her two maidens reacted to that, but as Shinha was already leaping into Rishause’s bosom, they could not put water arts defense nor attack Shinha anymore.“…Wha?!”(Rishause)“You are… naïve.”(Shinha)Looking at the sky blue pupils in the startled, wide opened eyes, Shinha extended his hand toward queen’s head, gently grabbed a light blue strand of Rishause’s hair, kissed them, and retreated after letting the strand of hair fall. The two handmaidens rushed to the queen’s side, taking the position that Shinha was at just a moment ago and shot their glances towards the [artless] king.
Shinha sneered, turned his back at the women, and swiftly returned to his comrades’ side. This series of actions seemed to have carried a meaning of “I could’ve broken the shackles and killed you anytime.”
To tell the truth, it was not the kiss on the queen’s hair, all of the White Sword were prisoners, yet the Blue Garden’s side could not move a finger.
The divine arts militia were eyeing the Gazzetta army, which was preparing for their retreat with cautious eyes. Just as the atmosphere around them was starting to get dangerous, the black haired captain of the darkness god corps of Fonclanc stepped up to meet the commander of the White Sword knights.
This struggle carried some meaning as some of the Gazzetta soldiers visibly tensed at the entrance of the commanding officer of the [overpowered] darkness god corps.
“Hey, Shinha!”(Yuusuke)
“Yuusuke? You completely done us in~”(Shinha)
“Thanks to you, this had become troublesome again. Did you really have to show off your strength?” said Yuusuke as he approached Shinha. Yuusuke was so angry, that not only the atmosphere he gave off was different, but his attitude made a complete turn as well. Shinha shifted his gaze to observe the scale of Yuusuke’s capacity and spoke of an important phrase (keyword) in a laid back attitude as if nothing had happened.
“You played out your role of an evil god nicely with that power.”(Shinha)
“!”(Yuusuke)
Shinha showed a faint smile after seeing Yuusuke’s face stiffen against his own will. Yuusuke expected that no one else besides Zeshald and Sun knew that he was called to this world to become an evil god. Rishause, who was listening to them with her face still red from shame, tilted her head slightly at the mentioning of the evil god.
“Your presence in this world is large, and thin (weak/small?)”(Shinha)
Standing on the thousands years of history, Shinha stated his view of Yuusuke, a summoned being in this world. His words were heavy and thick with the desire of the resurrection of the white clan, inherited for hundreds of thousands of years since the forgotten times.
“The revival of the white clan warrants the fall of the rule of the art users. It is the role of the evil god to start this.”(Shinha)
“Why is that, can’t you live side by side?”(Yuusuke)
Yuusuke shot back at Shinha’s conclusion, inquiring what kind of reason or rule would require the destruction of either side. He did not inquire about the evil god’s part as he was worried about all the people around him.
“Divine arts users that caused the downfall of the white clan are living in prosperity thus the prosperity of the white clan required the downfall of the divine arts user’s world.”(Shinha)
“That is your answer, eh? But it would be just a repeat of what happened before, right?”(Yuusuke)
“That might be so, prosperity is not endless. This is the cycle of life that those, living in Kaltcio are bound to.”(Shinha)
“…You…”(Yuusuke)
Shinha’s grand speech, brimming with self-confidence and permeated with conviction that his knowledge was greater than anyone else, incited a desire within Yuusuke to find out what Shinha knows about the evil god. The three thousand years of history were collected in the eyes of the white clan leader.
“I will await you in the village where the history of the evil god is kept. You will definitely come to Gazzetta.”(Shinha)
Yuusuke, worried by the speech, containing some sort of threatening hidden message, tried to ask for the meaning of what Shinha had said. But, at that moment, a wind arts communications officer riding on the horseback approached them and whispered something to Shinha. Listening to his subordinate the Gazzetta king frowned.
“Let me correct myself. I hope you will come to see it for yourself if you are interested.”(Shinha)
Having said that Shinha saddled his horse and issued a withdrawal order to the white sword cavalry.
“Withdraw!”(Shinha)
Gazzetta’s army merged to a single unit several hundreds of meters away from the main fortress. There, they turned towards the direction of Gazzetta and started leaving the hooves of their horses resounding on the drying ground and raising a cloud of dust in their wake.
“Your existence is thin, eh?…”(Yuusuke)
Yuusuke sighed as he watched the Gazzetta army off, dismantling the huge wall and repairing the main fortress was his top concern at the moment. After all, he borrowed a considerable amount of resources from the main fortress to build his wall and a huge part of the upper half of the fortress was gone.
“Still, except for being annoying it was useless…”(Yuusuke)
It seemed that early rising residents that lived in part of the main fortress, from which the materials were taken from, were in for an unpleasant surprise in the coming morning.
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