There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 504
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EP.504 To you we waited for (6)
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“… .”
Salome opened her eyes. She had been tossing and turning for a while, so the blanket on her bed was crumpled like a crumpled school uniform.
After waking up tiredly, she sat down on the bed and looked out the window.
Although I had been tossing and turning for so long, the sky was still stained black.
The chilly, humid air, the moonlight hiding his head, and the black cane sparkling under the faint moonlight.
She scanned her wand slowly.
The staff, which was made entirely from the bones of a black dragon, was so powerful and beautiful that any wizard would envy it. Even compared to the elf princess’s wand, which has a World Tree crystal embedded entirely in it, it is not inferior.
When Salome discovered that wand in the magic tower’s treasure trove, she was curious as to why a wand of that size was buried in the corner of the warehouse.
And after using it yourself? I was convinced that the old people at the Magic Tower were stupid.
However, after confirming the truth from Dawn’s mouth a few hours ago, that is, the story that I thought was just a humorous legend was true, I was able to understand the wizards of the Magic Tower.
A bone that the old magic tower owner received from a dragon in exchange for a one-night stand, and a staff made from that bone.
It must have been a truly shameful story for sophisticated wizards. It’s not just anyone else, it’s the magic tower owner Yongbak.
No, in this case, is it a human?
Since it was the dragon that paid the price, it was reasonable to think so. As expected, the bloodlines of warriors are insidious…
‘… And that guy is also of warrior blood.’
Suddenly a thought came into my head. Salome flinched and pursed her lips. It was a voice coming from inside her.
No, rather than a voice, it was ‘remnants’. Waste that is no better than food that has already been half-digested.
‘Oh, my Lily Marlene. Lily Marlene, who has three women. I want to see your street lights.’
It was difficult for Salome to tell whether it was a trace of the devil she had digested or whether it was her original thought.
Still, one thing is certain. It’s hard to fall asleep tonight.
Salome chewed her lip and stood up. After changing out of her pajamas and taking her wand, she quietly performed an invisibility spell.
‘Let’s just train.’
Yes, there was nothing better than training to shake off distracting thoughts. Didn’t Karenin and the Mage Tower give that advice as well?
As her power gets stronger, the seal will quickly digest the demon lord.
With that thought in mind, she left the dormitory and headed straight to the underground underwater tunnel.
As she ran through the now familiar sewer system and arrived at the dragon’s nest, a dragon lined up with 32 cola glasses greeted her.
[Hey, last place.]
“… huh?”
[Hehe, it’s okay if you don’t know what I’m talking about… Wow, what the fuck does this taste like? Kimchi flavor?]
Have you become as stupid as usual again? Salome asked the dragon who frowned arrogantly.
“Is Mahagan here now?”
[Of course there is. But I don’t know if you’ll get what you want.]
“… ?”
[You will understand once you go to the stairs.]
What do you mean? Salome left her dragon behind and headed toward the undersea tunnel. She felt a little strange walking alone on the path she usually took with others.
Especially when going through the dream trial, I had to hold my cane tightly and run.
‘The hero is not a pervert, and I am not the Fuhrer… .’
For a moment, I wish I could traverse the tunnel, swallowing a shameful dream that I can never tell anyone else.
Eventually, Salome arrived at the stairs and Ranal… No, I realized what the damned reptile bastard meant when he said that.
“Do you want to attain Buddhahood? huh? “Do you really want to attain Buddhahood?”
The saintess grabbed the ghost by the collar with a blessing in her hand and said, “You know, Mahagan. “We just want to do the same training that Dawn did.”
Hong Seti chirped next to him, and…
[Elf, even you?]
Even the elves who stand by and watch everything.
Salome, who saw the scene from afar, wondered if she should just go back, but then made up her mind.
Falling behind alone was enough of a dream ordeal. She said, deliberately making loud footsteps.
“… “What are you all doing?”
Surprisingly, no one was surprised to see her. She even said with an expression that the saint said, ‘I knew you would come.’
“You wouldn’t know it if you saw it?”
“… “It’s because I couldn’t believe it even after seeing it.”
The sight of a saint threatening a ghost. Even if you take a picture and upload it, you will hear the composite sound first.
Anyway, the saintess answered indifferently.
“We also want to try to inherit what Dawning received, but Mahagan says he doesn’t like it and holds on.”
[No, it’s not that I’m holding on, it’s because I’m having a really hard time too?]
Mahagan protested, but the saint’s response was cold.
“Why is it difficult when you’re already dead? “I’m squeezing it to the point where I’m going to attain Buddhahood at this point.”
[…] I’ve only met two saints in my life, and both of them are crazy. This is why I don’t believe in five gods.]
Just for a moment, I hope Mahagan earns his beating and the saint willingly takes the beating.
Salome, who was watching the party members, said something without realizing it.
“Well, maybe… “You’re not doing this to see her mother-in-law, are you?”
The saint and the elf flinched and trembled almost simultaneously.
“Why are you talking about your mother-in-law and your mother-in-law at this time of night?”
“… .”
You hit the nail on the head. While Salome thought to herself that the warrior party was all there, Seti Mann shrugged his shoulders.
“My mother-in-law said that the most necessary party member will be selected for succession. How many chances would she have to meet a former saint other than a saint? We really just want to experience succession. “Isn’t that why you came too?”
No, I also want to see the hero’s mother… Salome, who could not say, nodded her head.
“Of course, I feel the same way. In that sense… Mahagan?”
[Salome, even?]
“… “As the successor to the Magic Tower, I ask you to do so.”
When the story of the Magic Tower came up, Mahagan sighed deeply.
[Couldn’t we just do it after the hero is over?]
Seti shook his head.
“It’s too late.”
[Why is it too late for things that haven’t even lost their fluff yet? ]
“Is it late.”
[…] .]
At this point, Mahagan could no longer hold on and nodded.
[Yes, yes… In times like this, an adult should take over. i get it. I will help you as much as I can. but… .]
“but?”
[This can only be done by one person at a time. You decide among yourselves the order in which you enter.]
One person at a time. The warrior party members looked at each other’s faces almost simultaneously.
The saint struck first.
“Shall we do this in the order we arrived here?”
“… “You’re going to come in first, right?”
When Miridis complained, the saint changed direction.
“Then, in the order in which you became friends with Bicorn… ?”
“… Do you really want to get scolded?”
Let’s wait for the elf and the saint to fight like that for a while. Sethi stepped in and sorted out the situation.
A fair lottery with no fighting or manipulation.
Except for the fact that the saint was stopped while cowardly praying for God’s blessing, the companions accepted Seti’s proposal without any complaints.
And the first lot that the party had been hoping for was…
It was Salome.
“… Maiden’s Luck?”
Whether or not the saintess who was talking nonsense got hit by Seti, Salome went down the stairs, receiving congratulations from the elf.
[It won’t be as easy as you think.]
The sound of Mahagan grumbling rang in her ears, but Salome didn’t have the presence of mind to reply.
‘What if the former saintess appears? What should I say when asked what my relationship is with my son? Just the same hero party? Or like Hitler and Stalin?’
She went down the stairs with a trembling heart. As she went down step by step, her nervousness clouded her thoughts.
‘Please just let Mahagan come out, not the Sentai Saint. Yes, I’m a wizard, so of course Mahagan will appear… .’
How far did it go down like that? Around the time I stepped on the stairs where the knights would normally be waiting.
At the bottom of the stairs, someone straightened up and stood up. Looking at the outline, it wasn’t a man. Could it be that she is a former saintess? Did you win?
“excuse me… .”
As Salome carefully called out to the other person, two eyes sparkling in the dark looked up at her.
It was a look so cruel that it was hard to believe it belonged to a saint.
“Are you the wizard of this hero party?”
A voice so powerful that it’s hard to believe it’s from a saint. Salome nodded her head.
“yes yes! My name is Salome! Please take care of it! Principal Queenie Cowan… “No, senior!”
Just as she was barely able to force her voice to shout, young Queenie Cowan walked up from the darkness.
A short-haired woman wearing a stained poncho raincoat and carrying a huge pistol at her waist.
Queenie Cowan’s appearance was the same as the vision she had seen in the ordeal on the stairs, but Salome was very nervous. Because her eyes looking at her were so vivid as if they were real.
However, the first words she said were a bit strange.
“Well, the saint is a woman, the elf princess is a woman, and even the wizard is a woman… “Is this big hero party made up of all women except the heroes?”
“… yes? yes.”
“The hero is not a woman, is he?”
“Yes, I’m a man.”
After hearing the answer, Queenie Cowan scratched her head in embarrassment.
“So it’s not a hero’s party, but a hero’s harem?”
“… .”
“I wouldn’t have planned to increase the bloodline now… “Things in the world are so strangely twisted.”
She mumbled something unintelligible and suddenly started sniffing, wondering what she was smelling.
She sniffed around with an unpleasant expression, as if she were smelling a cigarette, and frowned slightly when she saw Salome.
what? Immediately after Salome became nervous without realizing it, Queenie Cowan asked a slightly provocative question.
“you… Are you from Germany?”
“Oh, no? “I was born in the Magic Tower.”
“But why does it smell like a Nazi?”
“… .”
Salome barely restrained herself from screaming.
Recalling the legendary story of her hunting down the Nazi remnants, Salome gulped and calmly asked back.
“Do I smell like a Nazi? “Is there a smell like that?”
“of course. Even if your sense of smell is just a little good, you can tell. The smell of fascism mixed with the smell of poison gas… “This is so toxic.”
“… .”
A brief silence.
search
“Hey, try Heil Hitler.”
“… Si, you don’t like it?”
“What about Sieg Heil?”
“What does that mean?”
“… .”
Fucked. While Salome was thinking of the best route to escape from the bullets, Queenie asked one more question.
“Whose land is Alsace Lorraine?”
“Pfft, it’s French territory.”
“What about Danzig?”
“Of course it’s Polish land…” .”
“What is national power?”
“It’s about aggression, not defense… .”
ah. The moment Salome realized her mistake, Queenie Cowan pulled out his gun and said,
“You’re a Nazi.”
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Like everyone who faces gunpoint, Salome desperately explained her situation.
Even the story of how he was born as a vessel for the devil, Hitler, but ended up killing Hitler and his remnants and sealing Hitler inside.
Queenie Cowan surprisingly accepted what she said. She even comforted me.
“It must have been difficult.”
“… .”
Although she wasn’t particularly happy to be comforted by the person who had held a gun to her temple just a moment ago, Salome felt comforted to some extent.
Of course, that comfort didn’t last even 10 seconds.
“so… “So you fell in love with the hero too?”
“… .”
Salome did not refute. Queenie looked down at her and laughed.
“It’s the same as ours, only the gender is different.”
“Well, instead of talking like that, can you please take over now?”
“Oh right. succession.”
Queenie rubbed her chin as if she had finally remembered the reason. It was too vivid to be a simple fantasy.
“You said you heard from the hero what succession was, right? “Then you understand that the most needed party member will appear right now, right?”
“yes. “That’s what I heard.”
“Then do you know in what cases I appear?”
“No, that’s fine… .”
As soon as Salome trailed off, Queenie Cowan grinned.
“I am. “It appears when a party member with insufficient survivability enters.”
“Survivability? But I… ”
“The survival power referred to here is the survival power when fighting against the majority. Imagine being surrounded by soldiers roughly armed with firearms. Are you confident you will survive? “No?”
“… .”
Unless you’re a regenerative monster like a hero, wouldn’t it be natural to die? Salome swallowed her retort.
Isn’t the opponent a party of great Sentai heroes? There had to be a reason she didn’t understand.
“Okay, now that you know, let’s do ‘succession.’”
“yes? Uh, in what way?”
Instead of answering, Queenie waved the gun in her hand.
If it’s one-on-one, it shouldn’t be difficult. The very next moment Salome breathed a sigh of relief, black shadows armed with guns jumped out from between the stairs.
“… .”
“It’s an illusion, so you won’t die, but it will hurt a lot.”
“Is there any other way than this ignorant method?”
“What an ignorant method? My knowledge will be imparted to you in real time. “How many times more effective will it be than doing the same training outside?”
“No, then there is no reason to get shot…” ?”
“If you wanted to get education on being a desk head, you shouldn’t have come to this academy. “You went to the academy I founded and you didn’t even know that?”
“… .”
The moment when Salome wonders if she should run away even now. Queenie Cowan snapped, releasing the safety catch on her gun.
“Now, shall we run until our feet get sweaty? Lady Fuhrer?”
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22 minutes and 11 seconds after the start of succession.
Salome crawled up the stairs.
“What, what on earth is going on?”
The saint, seeing her miserable appearance, was surprised and used a healing miracle, but Salome said, ‘Queenie Cowan…’ ‘She fainted without saying anything.
[Look at that. Didn’t I tell you to do it later?]
Mahagan appeared late and lost his temper. Of course, that didn’t stop the saints or elves from doing so.
“This time it’s my turn!”
After healing Salome to some extent, the saint confidently ran down the stairs.
And 31 minutes later, he limped up the stairs.
‘In some ways, isn’t Queenie Cowan also one of your in-laws?’ Seeing them saying the same thing, they must have suffered quite a bit.
Seeing this, Soemi-ri thought for a moment with a worried expression, and then went down the stairs.
“I’ll be back.”
And another 26 minutes later, she returned with her pretty blonde hair tattered.
“I dodged the gun and they kicked me in the head… .”
Salome, who finally woke up, comforted Miri, but the saint teased the elf for coming up five minutes earlier than she did.
“They say heop, heop.”
Is that a saint? While Salome and the elf were thinking of such thoughts at the same time, Seti, who had prepared to go down for the last time, caught Mahagan, who was wheezing.
“Please take care of me.”
[Can you say that even after looking at me?]
Immediately after Seti went down, the remaining party members debated how long she would last.
The saint expected that she would last about 30 minutes, similar to herself, and Salome and the elf expected that they would easily last 40 minutes.
However, contrary to everyone’s expectations, Sethi came up in just 5 minutes.
She was bleeding from the nose as if she had been hit by something powerful. As soon as she got on top, she started to relieve the bleeding from her nose, which was quite tough.
“what? “Why are you coming up already?”
The saint was startled and ran to Seti. Soemiri realized that she had met another party of warriors besides Queenie Cowan.
“… “Who did you meet?”
The elf asked cautiously, but Seti avoided answering.
“no way… Getting slapped by my mother-in-law… evil!”
Seti, who had suppressed even the saint’s nonsense with honey, put down his hammer and called Mahagan.
“Mahagan.”
[Heh, heh… why?]
“This succession… What is it for? “If it was simply for training, the ordeal on the stairs would have been sufficient.”
Mahagan looked slightly surprised.
[…] Has the question already reached that point?]
“Please answer me instead of talking back.”
[I can’t speak.]
“Why?”
[Because I don’t remember exactly either. What do you want from a ghost who died a long time ago?]
“… lie.”
Seti stood up and approached Mahagan. Her eyes, looking at the dead archmage, were darker than usual.
“Dawn may have just passed by, but I am different. No matter how you look at it, this is not training to fight the devil. It’s like… .”
At that time, small footsteps were heard from the other side of the underwater tunnel. It was a familiar sound of footsteps.
The sound of dawn’s footsteps.
No, why at this time?
The party members looked at each other at almost the same time and were embarrassed, and without anyone deciding, they simultaneously hid in the corner next to the stairs.
And soon, the real Dawn arrived in front of the stairs.
[What is this… Why did you come?]
“I just can’t sleep.”
[just? Dude, how many lovers have you had and are you making excuses like that? If you call an adult, you should be honest.]
“then… “Can I still do the succession training I did last evening?”
[…] Tsk, is it because of your mother?]
“… .”
Dawn responded with silence. Mahagan glanced at the direction in which the rest of the party was hiding and continued speaking.
[I’m sorry, but I can’t see you anymore today. It’s so hard that if I do more, I think I’ll really achieve Buddhahood.]
“… is it so? “Then I have no choice.”
Unlike the other party members who were threatening Mahagan, Dawn tried to hide her regretful expression.
If that meant he went back, that wasn’t the case. Dawn plopped down on the stair railing and called Mahagan.
“Mahagan, then please tell me a story from the past.”
[…] An old story?]
“It’s a story about a squadron warrior party.”
why me? Mahagan, who was about to answer, looked into Dawn’s eyes and shut her mouth.
Those were eyes filled with longing.
A young man who never knew who his mother was, swallows his complicated heart when he sees her in a fantasy.
[Yes, I can do that if you want.]
Mahagan could not look away from those eyes. He was too old to ignore a young man who missed his mother.
A rustling sound was heard from where the girls were hiding, but they paid no attention.
So, who wants to threaten the old man?
[From where… Okay, shall we talk about our first meeting? From the time when your mother was not yet a saint.]
Mahagan, who ignored them by clearing his throat, started talking in a tired voice…
This continued until exactly 10 minutes later, when the saint couldn’t hold back and came out of the bathroom.
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