87: Conversation (4)

“Haven’t you gotten bigger since the last time I saw you?”

Goddess Pyro spoke as if criticizing Jamie who had a troubled expression on his face.

“Well, human kids grow. And I hope my dear Apostle will grow up soon.”

Pyro kept mumbling as she walked with hands behind her back.

Jamie rolled his eyes at her.

It felt like he would puke any moment. The pressure from her body was crushing Jamie.

And the other one didn’t even notice it.

‘Gods.’

They don’t always look down on everything, but they don’t even try to look at things.

Because they don’t have to.

Because they have people who believe that everything is maintained by the Gods.

Just as humans don’t care about ants, so did Pyro. To her, the boy called Jamie was an ant.

‘The good news is I am no ordinary ant.’

Ants couldn’t grasp the weakness of humans, but a human could grasp the weakness of God.

“Hold back on your power.”

What kind of person would proudly say that to a God?

Pyro, who was walking around, looked wide eyed.

“What was that?”

“I am going to explode if you let yourself run wild, so I asked you to hold back the strength.”

“Ah!”

It was then that the dull Goddess realized what she did.

‘I don’t think it was a mistake on her part.’

It was obvious that it was a mistake, but not to Jamie.

This one is Pyro, so such a dumb reaction was granted. Being the best of the 12 Gods, she had to show consideration to mortals.

Any other god would have been merciless.

For example, if it was Zenith, he would have killed Jamie on the spot for the cocky manner of speaking.

“Will do it.”

And the pressure was gone.

Jamie stumbled a little, but made sure to not fall.

Even if his legs were cut off, he had no intention of kneeling in front of a god.

He’d rather die.

“I didn’t do much. But… Humans have been reduced to such a level of existence.”

It was highly offensive, but Jamie decided to not extend the issue.

However he knew that his anger would burst out any moment.

“Still, I don’t think you’re bad. Honestly, I think you can be proud of yourself. Because you are a human who is being recognized by God.”

‘This makes me feel nauseous.’

Those words made their way to his mouth, but didn’t come out.

Jamie just silently looked at her and Pyro grinned.

“Right. You also have a lot to talk to me about. I too have a lot of questions to ask.”

Pyro walked over to Jamie with a smile.

As she motioned, chairs floated from the water.

Not magic.

God is the master of all things.

So it was possible for her to build a castle on the very site if desired.

Holy power will be consumed, but as long as they have believers, the power is infinite.

“Sit.”

Pyro sat down first and then offered Jamie a seat.

As Jamie sat, she spoke first.

“You mentioned Diablo Volfir to me that day.”

“Right.”

“And said you were his legacy. Quite brave.”

The reason she called him brave was because Jamie said that to a God.

Especially since Diablo was the enemy to all 12 Gods.

Didn’t they fail to kill him and trapped him for eons?

“Right.”

“It is crazy. If you continue to carry his legacy, you will be said to be my enemy… but the reason I didn’t snap your neck is because I believe in my cute apostle.”

“I don’t believe Ricky.”

Jamie continued coldly.

“I trust the leash I put around his neck.”

At that, Pyro’s face turned cold.

And silence passed.

The two looked at each other and not one looked away.

Pyro was quite surprised by it.

‘Apart from inheriting his legacy, has there ever been a human who was so proud when in front of a God?’

She was a long-lived God, and since the beginning of new history, this was her first time seeing such a human.

There have been people who rebelled against Gods, but they too bowed their knees before the absolute authority of God.

But Jamie Welton was acting proud in front of God.

She wasn’t able to understand him.

“Do you really think that it’s my weakness?”

“Not right now, but over time it will corrode you. Once you come to your senses, there will be nothing left.”

As if convinced, Jamie didn’t even turn his eyes.

Funny thing was Pyro agreed with what he said.

She didn’t just make an apostle because the church needed one.

Because she was in a situation where the apostle was needed. If that apostle she made died, there would be nothing left for her.

“You are a brash one.”

“I will take that as a compliment.”

“Even then, this is good. But I am curious. Where did you get the power of Diablo Volfir?”

“Before that, may I be the one to ask?”

“Crazy till the end, what is it?”

“What happened to Diablo Volfir?”

This was the first thing Jamie wanted to know since he met her.

Diablo Volfir was sealed in a space by the 12 Gods.

However, he managed to reincarnate in this land after 66,666 years. Being reincarnated means the body of Diablo is dead, and did the 12 Gods really not know it?

Jamie thought it wouldn’t be so, until he heard Pyro’s answer.

“I don’t know.”

“Huh?”

For a moment he thought he heard it wrong.

Pyro is one of the Gods who sealed Diablo. And even she couldn’t come up with anything other than ‘I don’t know’?

“The space which is sealed for time ends the moment the seal is done. All the gods including me cannot interfere with it.”

“… is it possible to escape?”

“Diablo Volfir is a great guy. To the extent where the seats of the 12 Gods felt threatened. But that is all. The space is ‘Primordial Darkness’ which existed before the world was created. An infinite space where God cannot interfere. It is impossible to escape that. Maybe he is dead.”

“…”

“In the beginning we couldn’t kill him, so we had to seal him in the darkness. You can call it the annihilation of consciousness.”

That was to say, they sealed the man with the plan to make him immobile.

It was a very cheap trick from Jamie’s point of view, but in the end, they could only do it, because Diablo couldn’t be killed.

‘The important thing is, they don’t know of my death.’

He kind of expected it, but hearing that made him feel at ease.

“Perhaps, your teacher is just a shell in there. Or maybe extinct. Whatever it is, it would be cruel to you.’

Such a funny thing to say without hesitation.

Jamie was hiding his expression as much as he could and Pyro asked.

“Then it is my turn now. So how did you get that power?”

“Just like that. I found it on a mountain by chance. I got into an accident and then I found it, nothing much.”

“… you think I would believe that?”

“But my strength has already been proven, so I don’t see a reason why you don’t want to believe what I say?”

“It isn’t that I don’t believe you. However, we struggled so much to erase his traces in the world. We might have erased everything, but we made sure to get rid of all the big ones.”

Like Canon.

A powerful dark magician who existed 700 years ago, who was killed by dragons.

Without time to even spread the truth about the world.

“But I just found them on a mountain… that’s all. It doesn’t matter.”

The way in which the power was obtained wasn’t important.

After all, it was true that this ruthless young man was the successor of Diablo Volfir.

She looked at Jamie and then the bracelet and said.

“That bracelet, it has been a long time.”

Pyro was looking at the ‘Perfect Cell’.

Diablo’s 3rd artifact.

She hadn’t met the dark magician more than a few times, but she remembered the 3 things he had.

Absolute Immunity- Perfect Cell.

Unbreakable Roar- All Might.

Killing God- God Killer.

“Quite annoying things, they seem to have found a way back into the world.”

Rubbing the Perfect Cell, Jamie asked.

“I know that my teacher was your nemesis.”

“Yes. He is one terribly vicious man. Luckily, I haven’t met him a lot, but Zenith, who fought the dark magician, was getting tired of it. It was funny that Zenith lost each time.”

“Still you acknowledge me?”

“I do…”

Jamie thought Pyro would react harshly.

However, she didn’t say much, she was calm when answering him.

The Goddess of Mercy and Punishment cannot lie. As it was a punishable sin and violated her own principles.

So, Pyro was the most sincere.

‘Shocking.’

He knew that Pyro was different from other Gods, but not this different.

Pyro opened her lips.

“Diablo Volfir made everyone put their plans on hold, but it is probably because I haven’t experienced him myself, so I don’t have a good sense of everything. Which is why I don’t really care about acknowledging you or not.”

“I see.”

“More than that…”

Crossing her legs, Pyro continued.

“I know that I am not in a position to cover up my situation.”

She knew what kind of situation she was in.

“So you need the power I have?”

“I am sure of what happened this time. Not completely yet, but just a little more growth, and it will be fine.”

Pyro revealed her desires without hiding anything.

Since she didn’t lie, her honest words come out.

And Jamie wasn’t mentally young to not know that.

“I am the legacy of Diablo Volfir, his successor.”

“So what? Ah, I hate the 12 Gods, so I can’t hold hands with them. Is that right? But it’s funny, you know. The reason you mentioned Diablo Volfir is because you wanted to get in touch with me.”

Jamie’s eyes widened a little at her sharp point.

He never thought that Pyro had the brain to understand it.

As he was surprised, he thought of asking…

‘God is God.’

But if this God didn’t have this much insight, he would have been disappointed.

“So. You don’t want to?”

“It is just that we don’t fully trust each other.”

“That makes sense. If that is the case, just give me your faith. That does it.”

“… what do you mean by that?”

“I don’t think it is a bad offer to be an honest, dark magician. Huhahah!”

Having said that, Pyro started to laugh like a middle-aged old man.

Jamie looked shocked at the Goddess. Among the 12 Gods, he was certain that this one had the most unique personality.

“So, let’s hear it.”

What she asked was over the top, but given her personality, he thought she wouldn’t say anything unreasonable.

And Pyro began to speak.

In the distance, the mansion of Marquis Bell could be seen.

[It was an arduous journey.]

“Huh…”

Phillion and Venna.

They couldn’t even remember just how long they wandered in the Mirinae forest.

The forest was a mess, as if it was bombed, and the path disappeared.

And since the path disappeared, how could they find a way out? Especially from a forest which wasn’t visited by humans!

They tried to move through the forest, but for some reason she couldn’t transform like before.

Phillion said she wasn’t fully awakened, and it was a temporary ability granted to her.

Thanks to that, Venna burst into tears in the forest.

“I am tired.”

Venna squatted in front of the mansion and took a deep breath.

She stared at the mansion and then opened her eyes.

“Master is really bad!”

How could he not come for her?

When the fight is over, it is normal to go find people you are with.

Venna moved to the mansion.

“I need to transform…”

Since she couldn’t enter as a human, she turned into a pink squirrel.

[What is this form?]

“You- You too transform into something small.”

[Why should i?]

As Venna explained, Phillion sighed.

[My new owner is treating me like this…]

“I am sad too, but just transform.”

[It would be nice to fit your look,]

Phillion looked at Venna who was now a squirrel and made a popping sound.

A small blue scarf which could fit around the squirrel’s neck.

“Wow! Pretty!”

[Take a look!]

“Thank you!”

Venna smiled as she wrapped scarf around her neck.

And then smiled as if she was satisfied.

She jumped on the wall and entered the mansion.

But when she got into Jamie’s room, she saw the room empty.

“Where did the master go?”

She moved out, but couldn’t see much people in the mansion either.

It had been a few days, but she knew just how crowded this mansion was.

[Looks like they went out.]

“… went out.”

Venna’s eyes lit up.

She decided to sleep and then rage at her master once he returned.

“Woah!”

“So cute~”

Someone came up.

Her head was dizzy as she kept moving around.

As Venna struggled, several voices came up.

“Isn’t that the squirrel that the young master carried around?”

“How. The fur is pink. So cute!”

“Crazy! Crazy! Look at the cute scarf around it.”

‘W-what now?

Venna turned to look around.

The maids were looking at her with shining eyes.

“A small ribbon on the head would be pretty too right?”

“Young master will like it.”

“Don’t you think it will be cute if we decorate the tail too?”

‘Oh no!’

Venna wanted to shout at the maids who were speaking.

“Let’s make it cute before they come back.”

“They will like it for sure.”

Venna screamed as they took her away, but not a single maid heard it.

Phillion sighed at the sight.

[So this is your master.]

He had an ominous feeling that the road ahead would be difficult.