Wipe Out Everything With a Counter Attack Power of 10000000000 - Chapter 171



171. Balance (1)

On the way back from the Kingdom of Weirend to the Empire, nothing again stood in the way.

The same was true of the border areas. Brigitte, the emperor of Astes, had definitely taken measures.

Yuma returned to the Astes Empire with his party.

And since the Kingdom of Weirend had maintained an alliance with them from long ago, the probability of further friction occurring was significantly low.

Yuma’s top priority was to create an environment where Yulicia, the former saint of Figuero, could find stability after the death of the evil god Malphas.

“…….”

A woman with long silver hair, Yulycia, looked at him closely.

The heartbeat and pulse were stable. Now all we could do was wait for him to regain consciousness and wake up.

Bam!

The door to the room where Yulicia was lying suddenly opened.

Short silver hair and bright yellow eyes.

The person who opened the door and came out was a girl who looked exactly like Yulicia.

Julian, Yulicia’s younger sister.

Julian was able to return safely to the empire thanks to the troops sent separately by Brigitte.

“Sister.”

Julian stared blankly.

Yuma sent the others out and sat down next to Julian, who was blankly staring at Yulicia lying on the bed.

Julian continued to stare at Yulicia with anxious eyes.

Yuma opened his mouth and looked at Julian.

“Yulicia said she did this… for your sake. She did it to prepare for the possibility that you would get involved in her work in the future. And most of all, she did it for the sake of her benefactor, the first saint of Figuero, Mayen.”

Julian nodded slowly.

Julian sat up and bowed to Yuma.

“Thank you for freeing my sister.”

Yuma slowly nodded his head at Julian’s greeting.

“I owe you the debt. Yulicia helped me.”

Yuma went outside.

The emperor of the Astes Empire, Brigitte, was approaching Yuma.

“Welcome back, Yuma.”

“Yes, Brigitte.”

Brigitte placed her right hand on Yuma’s black coat.

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“Fortunately, there were no injuries.”

“There was no harm done.”

“Palakshin, you succeeded in reducing it by half.”

“okay.”

Yuma recalled the words of Leah, the ＜Goddess of the Earth and Eternity＞, who had been communicating with him.

He said that if the number of the Eight Evil Gods is reduced by half, the balance of the divine realm, which is currently tilted toward the main realm, will be restored, and the door will open for Yuma himself to enter the divine realm.

And just yesterday, by killing Malphas, the ＜God of Evil Fortification＞, I have now killed a total of four of the Eight Evil Gods.

“I guess we’ll have to wait a little longer to see what happens next.”

The notification window that would always appear before your eyes when you killed a god is now gone.

Yuma had been guessing that Malphas’ death had brought great change to the Middle-earth and the Divine Realm.

***

Belle tied up her blue hair.

There was a mirror in front.

“phew.”

Bell let out a faint sigh.

There was nothing that could be easily resolved at will.

Martial arts too. Yuma too.

“…you always go too far.”

The world has been turned upside down.

It wasn’t once or twice, but several times that he had been turned over. Now he had become the Grand Sword Master. He had also become the Apostle of the God of War, but in front of Yuma, who had become a god himself, everything felt meaningless.

Belle turned her pink vision towards the wall. There was a sword leaning against the wall. Belle fiddled with the scabbard.

Now I’m finally starting to feel some mental stability.

Now I knew what Yuma was going to do.

To destroy all remaining gods and their remnants in the divine realm and prevent anyone from invading Middle-earth.

Belle still felt that the rest of the work was too difficult.

‘It’s going to be really tough.’

From Yuma’s perspective, the feeling of being lost would not be much different.

I didn’t want to continue dealing with these anxious feelings alone.

Step by step

Bell quickened his pace.

Bell headed to the training ground. He didn’t think the training ground would be empty. Among the people currently living in this imperial palace, there were many others who were filled with the desire to become stronger, including himself.

‘also.’

Belle chuckled.

The corners of my mouth went up because it was as expected.

A cat-eared Miao inspector with orange hair clenched his teeth and brandished his sword. Sweat was running down his forehead.

“Hestia!”

Hestia looked at Bell, who had called her, with green eyes.

“Yeah, Bell.”

Bell picked up the wooden sword displayed in the training room with his right hand and handed it over.

Hestia picked up the handle of the wooden sword.

Hestia remained at the advanced level of Sword Expert.

Over the course of a year.

The reality of not being able to become a master was not that pessimistic.

This is because most inspectors are unable to reach this level.

And many of those who reach the Expert level stagnate at this level without being able to go any further.

Hestia was not disappointed.

Rather, I considered it fortunate that I was progressing, even if slowly. If I had completely stagnated, I would have fallen into despair, but since I was making clear progress, even though the progress was very slow, I did not feel depressed or frustrated.

Bell smiled brightly.

“Let’s have a sparring match for once.”

Hestia smirked. Her crimson cat ears, which had been hanging down, perked up.

“huh.”

The two swordsmen swung their wooden swords at each other. The difference in strength was significant, but from the perspective of the swordsmen, who had to maximize their physical sensations in a duel without using sword skills, it was a duel that was helpful not only to Hestia but also to Bell.

It’s not important to be helpful right now, I just wanted to use my body a bit and organize my thoughts.

***

Clone lifted his staff and raised it into the air.

Several red circles appeared in front of the staff.

What emerged from the red circles were red fallen leaves.

“wow…!”

The girl standing next to her exclaimed in admiration.

There stood Julian, the younger sister of Yulicia, and Garon, the younger brother of Elphin, the second saint of Figueres.

Clone looked at the fallen leaves floating before her eyes with a bitter smile.

“Isn’t this really useless magic?”

Julian shook his head.

Julian’s gaze alternated between the still lush green trees and the red fallen leaves created by Cloone.

“No, I don’t think it’s useless. It’s pretty, isn’t it?”

The brown-haired boy, Garon, nodded slowly.

“Yes, it seems useful.”

Clone smiled bashfully at the compliments from the two men and women.

“It feels good to be praised. It’s the first magic I’ve ever created, but I was worried that it would be of no use, so I was debating whether or not I should show it to you.”

Julian opened his yellow eyes wide.

“…You created magic?”

“yes.”

Julian asked in surprise, but Clone answered calmly.

“Once you reach the 7th circle, you can create magic in various ways. This is basically fantasy magic. If you twist the spell just a little bit more, you can change it into attack magic or defensive magic!”

Garon laughed in vain.

“They say that the 7th Circle Wizard is beyond imagination, and it really is.”

Clone blinked.

“I created this magic and thought to myself, this is amazing, but the circumstances were so unrealistic that I couldn’t think much about it even after I created it.”

“It’s pretty.”

It wasn’t the voice of Garon and Julian.

It was Yuma’s voice.

Yuma looked closely at the illusionary magic that Clone had displayed. The crimson leaves of the fallen leaves.

A red current was flowing inside the fallen leaves.

“Thank you for your hard work, Clone.”

Yuma placed his right hand on Clone’s shoulder. As a result, it was Clone who had suffered the most. It could be said that he had risked his life to infiltrate the enemy lines.

Thanks to Clone, I was able to defeat Malphas and complete the task of reducing the ＜Palaciosin＞ by half.

“Yes, Yuma.”

Yuma shifted his gaze. He looked back and forth between Garon, the younger brother of Elphin, who was also a saint of Figero, and Julian, Yulicia’s younger brother.

Garon and Julian stood still, as if frozen. This was the reaction most Astes Empire people had when they saw Yuma.

Either he suddenly stopped moving as if he had encountered Medusa, or he bowed down without warning. His actions were one of these two.

They are in a situation where they don’t even know what they are getting into.

In the end, both of them could be said to have been involved in what they did.

“You two are in debt. It doesn’t matter if you’re in the Empire. I’ll support you in whatever you want to do. If you don’t have anything you want to do, I can help you find a job related to the Imperial Family.”

Garon and Julian opened their eyes wide.

And he bowed his back.

This is what the Grand Duke of the Astes Empire, an indescribable being, has said.

Garon hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth.

“Can I become a knight? A knight of the Empire, I mean?”

It seemed that Garon had a desire to become a knight.

Yuma answered calmly.

“Yes, it is possible, since it is related to the royal family.”

Garon smiled faintly.

“thank you.”

When Yuma looked at Julian, she smiled awkwardly.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to think about anything until my sister wakes up.”

Yuma had no intention of rushing her.

“Yeah, I guess so. I’m sorry. That’s only natural.”

Julian shook his head.

“Thank you for your concern.”

Clone, who had been silent and not saying anything, opened her mouth.

“You said you had talent in magical engineering, right? You could probably do more in-depth research in the Empire than in the Kingdom of Weirend. Once things stabilize, I’ll make room for you.”

Julian’s yellow eyes widened at Clone’s words.

“Oh, did you hear from your older sister that I was researching magical engineering?”

Clone smiled.

“Yes, we talked quite a bit. Yulysia is a strong and great person in many ways, so I’m sure she’ll recover.”

“Yes, she will recover. My sister. She’s amazing.”

Julian also never thought that his older sister, who had supported him alone, would leave this world like this.

Yuma felt the noisy world gradually stabilizing.

And I looked at the sky where the sun was setting.

‘Give me the results of killing Malphas quickly, Leah.’

Yuma waited for the voice of Rhea, the ＜Goddess of Earth and Eternity＞, to ring in his head. In order to properly set the milestone.