I Became the Burden of a Conscienceless Party - I Became the Burden of a Conscienceless Party chapter 170

170 – Answer (1)

Correct answer (1)

The first thing that came to Jim’s mind as he watched Belphegor approaching him with his short legs was how small he was.

I’m not just talking about size. No, of course she’s small. If you look at her size, which is smaller than Tina’s, it wouldn’t be strange to say she’s a child.

But what comes to mind first is the burden she carried.

She looked so small compared to the enormous load she was carrying.

It looks so precariously precarious that it looks like it might collapse at any moment.

“haha.”

“What’s funny?”

“No, I just thought that all my followers were extreme.”

Irina was like that, the Pope was like that, and even Belphegor was like that.

It’s incredibly dangerous to try to gather things that I can’t possibly hold in my hands.

Aren’t they people who are much more ambitious and far more ambitious than the gods who are simply responsible for the places they touch?

“Shindo… … . Isn’t it a bit arrogant to think of me as your follower?”

“is that so?”

Jim smiled faintly. Belphegor was secretly uncomfortable with that expression.

At this very moment, even now, when we are still one step away from each other, Jim shows no signs of hostility.

Because they are gods? Is their way of thinking different from ours?

“Hmm, now that I think about it, I guess that might have been unpleasant.”

“No, you… … .”

Belphegor, who had been tense at the calm appearance, let out a deep sigh.

Although I gave a long speech with a somewhat serious mind, the person I was talking to seemed to be okay with it.

At this point, it’s inevitable that you start to question the purpose of the luggage.

In that situation, Jim opened his mouth while maintaining a smile.

“Then, since the Demon King started with an apology, I will start with gratitude.”

“Thank you… you say?”

“Yes, I wanted to talk to you. But you were the one who took the initiative to bring it up.”

Belphegor frowned and thought. After all, gods are clearly crazy beings.

However, since he had already said thank you, it was difficult for Belphegor to suddenly show a hostile atmosphere.

So, Belphegor decided to approach the question logically instead of answering.

“No, I don’t understand… … . Why are you calling me honorifics?”

First of all, a question.

“Oh, it’s a habit. I’ve been in the Demon King’s Army for the past few years.”

Shocking answer.

“????”

I’ve never heard of this before.

Belphegor stopped moving for a moment as the spine-chilling words that came out of Jim’s mouth.

The thing he feared and was most wary of was right behind his back.

How should we take that fact? A normal person would probably feel resentful that Jim went to such lengths to kill him.

Of course, a smart person would think of some other reason there.

“Haha! Yeah, you should come out like that.”

“… … ?”

And Belphegor was a man far from being intelligent.

“Then shall we end the small talk and begin?”

“What?”

Hurrruk!

Belphegor’s fighting spirit was ignited.

So the fight between the two most godlike beings on earth began in an absurd way.

***

Esmeralda honestly tended to look down on Lacrima.

Isn’t this someone you can easily overwhelm from the very first time you meet them?

However, she had no idea how great the consequences of relative power could be.

How absurd is the power of Lacrima, and how absurd is Esmeralda’s ability to easily destroy it.

Now she was experiencing it indirectly.

“Oh! That was a shame?! This time, it really was a one-point difference!”

Lacrima’s illusion was more elaborate than I thought.

She fooled the first by walking the tightrope to a precarious position.

Even First, who had been responding with a blank expression the whole time, couldn’t completely figure out Lacrima’s lies.

“Wow! This time, something really big is coming!”

This is already the 7th bombardment.

The attack that required all of Millia’s mana to be used once has already been repeated seven times.

Needless to say, all of that was welcome. At that point, you could say that the person who was fooled was the bad guy… … .

He was good at creating situations where he had no choice but to endure them even though he knew it would happen.

but…….

“I see. It looks like the first thing to do was over there.”

If you get fooled like that so many times, you will eventually realize the reason.

The reason why you are being deceived by Lacrima is because of the ritual magic that Millia shoots out.

Because Millia was able to fly an ability that Lacrima alone could never fly. In other words, because of the possibility, the First recognized the absurd scale of ritual magic as real.

A being that seems to have been born to deceive people, using all kinds of sweet talk, gestures, hand gestures, and even facial expressions.

“Once you eliminate the cause, there is no need to doubt anymore.”

The First, who had been flying in the sky and looking down arrogantly, finally began to dive towards where Millia was.

Eliminate the culprit that creates perception.

“Tch! That’s why I was just quietly assisting!”

The moment Esmeralda noticed that First was after Milia, she immediately followed him.

Of course, she can’t keep up. But what about Robeno, who can even outrun First in speed?

“Since when have you become such a coward? First!”

“… … .”

Robeno blocked First with an arrogant smile, as if he had erased from his mind the thought of several people rushing at him.

And then there’s Esmeralda, who’s after that first one from behind.

I was impatient.

I was reckless because I thought I could eliminate the biggest threat in advance.

“This is definitely a loss.”

However, First was still calm. He advanced without even defending himself against Robeno’s claws or Esmeralda’s holy sword.

Fog.

The vampire’s power to turn his body into fog in exchange for blood.

Considering the power contained in Robeno’s claws and Esmeralda’s holy sword, it would consume a considerable amount of blood, but the blood of the Blood Stream is close to infinite.

Yeah, that’s why.

“But it was worth the loss.”

“Milia!!”

First was able to swing his hand and knock off Millia’s neck.

In the long run, it would cost more blood to block Millia’s magic than to allow Robeno and Esmeralda to attack.

He made a rational choice.

but…….

“Wow! Even the warrior is good at acting?”

“Right? I have quite a bit of acting experience, so I’ll give it a try.”

That is, if he really killed the genius magician named Millia.

First realized this when he saw Lacrima’s smiling expression.

It had a nice touch. I could definitely feel the sensation of cutting meat.

I was so ‘confident’.

“… … I’ve been completely fooled. Were you suggesting it was fake from the beginning?”

First let out a sigh as if he was in despair. Just looking at the two people’s appearances, it was clear. What had just been knocked down was an illusion created by Lacrima.

And as if that were the right answer, a huge ray of light poured down from the sky towards First.

Millia’s ritual magic.

“It’s definitely tiring to fight third-hand, unless it’s 1:1.”

The thing I killed a little while ago was an illusion.

And there’s no way that girl shooting magic from the sky is real.

We must continue this irrational fight without being able to gauge the truth.

Against enemies who are firing their decisive weapons in rapid succession, and you can’t even tell if the artillery fire is real.

Forced into an unreasonable fight.

I tried to solve it, but failed. Then, I had no choice but to accept that irrationality. And the First was the one who could do that.

“I see. Was it a mistake to try to save some energy?”

The fight with Shiva had already dragged on for quite some time. It was a mistake to fight as little as possible in order to save up the strength to invade the human world later.

Even if it means pushing yourself a little, you have to get it right here.

With that decision, First raised his head and looked up at the red-tinted sky.

A blood-stained sky. A chilling ideal that portrays the life of the First.

Blood begins to drip.

Until now, it had been like this, but compared to the drizzle that had been pouring down, the blood falling this time had a clear shape.

The thick, coagulated blood flowed down like paint running down a canvas.

Accordingly, the blue sky that had been covered with blood began to show its appearance, but… … .

The blood flowing down to the floor was too dark to glimpse any hope from that blue.

It was easy to imagine what would happen from now on.

It was easy, so I couldn’t help but be afraid.

“blood…….”

Esmeralda looked at the world of flowing blood and muttered to herself to avoid it, but soon closed her mouth.

Avoid it?

Where the hell are you going?

Is it possible to avoid that?

Where should I run to in a landscape where the world itself seems to be melting away?

Where on this narrow canvas can I run to avoid the red paint that starts to flow down from above?

“every…….”

It was as if the world was melting away and coming to an end. Esmeralda muttered as she looked at the shrine.

“… … Let’s try to survive for now.”

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Soon, the flowing red blood engulfed everything in that place.

***

The sky regained its original color, but at a great cost.

Because in return for returning to heaven, he swallowed up everything on earth.

The world stained with blood looked eerie in contrast to the clear sky.

It’s hard to believe that just a moment ago, the world was a battlefield where dragons and demons were fighting each other.

Most of the creatures that were there sank into the sea of ​​blood.

“hmm.”

First, he went down to the ground, picked up a corpse that was sinking in the sea of ​​blood, and sunk his teeth into its neck.

Since I had done quite a bit of work, it was time for me to recover to some extent.

Of course, for him, it’s just enough to fill his stomach.

“It seems surprising that he left behind his own kind.”

After continuing to suck blood like that for a while, First slowly raised his head when he heard a sound from behind him.

The warrior Esmeralda was seen standing with the holy sword as a support.

It seems that he was able to survive because it was an attack that blew up a wide area at once.

The first one felt good, because he thought he could survive. His target was the fragile Lacrima anyway, so it wouldn’t be strange if the hero survived.

So what he was wondering about was what Esmeralda had said.

“Because we are of the same species… … .”

First was able to confirm belatedly who he had been sucking blood from. He couldn’t tell because the original body was so badly damaged.

It was only after hearing Esmeralda’s words that I was able to realize who it was.

“I see. Was it Ten?”

Corps Commander Ten.

A vampire who admired himself.

After confirming that fact, First continued to suck blood.

It didn’t matter who it was. Yes, whether it was their own people or someone they admired.

“But does that mean anything? After all, they are all blood-shedding creatures.”

As long as blood flows, it’s just food.

With that answer, Esmeralda seemed to understand why the First was treated as a monster even among his own kind.