Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 558

Having too much faith is not always a good thing.

Even Saint Deoni reacted like that with the hypothesis that a force that could deceive even the god she believed in might have intervened. It’s a shame because he only told the saintess, but if he brought up the story in a public place without thinking, rumors would spread out of control and confusion might have increased.

Fortunately, there was no such misfortune, and after quickly clearing up the saintess’ confusion, understanding was quick after that.

“Surprisingly… it’s worth doing.”

It’s not as easy as it sounds to film illusions in units of troops.

But now, as the saintess said, we had so many groundbreaking pieces laid out while we were heading to Sor, we were in a situation where we could reap quite big results if we properly combined the rumors spreading.

While heading to Epaga Sierra in Rengi, he earned the nickname of the Saint of Punishment and made achievements one after another. The military annihilated them without even giving them a chance to report to the upper level.

Among many, many cities, he bribed River, whose financial relationship between Sujeon Noh Emmit and Count Livere at the time was wrong, and vomited a spirit that penetrated backwards from the inner to the outer castle.

After disappearing for several weeks, it suddenly appeared in Lightor across the realm of beasts. Needless to say, in the process, he killed the dragon that was coiled in the domain of beastmen.

And in that Lightor, he drove Soha Shinore, who may have been the devil’s hidden card, to the brink of death.

In the meantime, the church’s losses were negligible. This is the result even though all kinds of civilians are moving together, not simply leading the troops.

If the demon king was a true regressor, all the things in the office would have been turned into dust, and only the worst cases would have occurred one after another.

“To be more honest, it seems that the level of being able to say that it is surprisingly worthwhile has already gone too far.

The demon king would be madly curious about why we were doing this. Was the information leaked somewhere, or was it the result of sheer coincidence?

Or was it that a regression occurred that he was not aware of?

“Even if the Demon King isn’t a regressor, it’s an advantage. In that case, you’ll have no choice but to doubt the insider.”

If we were stuck in a place like a city, the story would be different, but fortunately, we are a group that moves here and there like nomads, so the information the demon king wants exists only inside us. It was a fundamental advantage brought by the central point of faith.

There is no need to boast as if you knew everything. On the contrary, it would only increase the chances of the absurd lie being exposed.

Where did I hear that, I knew that.

That’s enough.

“Since ancient times, it has been a fundamental teaching that thieves can numb one’s feet. It would be crazy to stay still, but if you include information that you may not be the only one who has returned, it will be very worth seeing.”

When I said that and smiled, the saintess responded moderately with a strange smile before carefully opening her mouth.

“Laughing is like a villain.”
“this.”

Since the fact that my main enemy is the Demon King is close to a fait accompli, my true feelings came out without my knowledge.

The saintess, who had been seriously contemplating for a while in front of me, who had suddenly heard a scolding rather than a scolding for maintaining her dignity as a warrior, soon shook her head with something like an empty laugh.

“It’s really surprising… but after looking around, many situations around us help us. Lord Thor is the right person for this case.”
“Are you talking about the friend whose whims boil over?”
“I never said that, but now that I think about it, it’s not particularly wrong.”

If a rumor suddenly spreads or something else starts to come out from the church, which has been wrapped up so far, anyone will doubt it, but if he is the source of the rumor, most of the nobles will naturally nod their heads. was the evaluation of

“It happens so often that I don’t even count when I say things I shouldn’t say in public. Sometimes I wonder if it’s on purpose.”
“…Are you really a good person?”

Why does his trust go down to the floor every time he hears an explanation that speaks as if he is the perfect talent for completing the plan?

Perhaps understanding my disbelief, the saintess smiled wryly.

“I don’t know if he’s a good person…but he’s someone you can trust.”
“Because of your piety?”
“Because of your piety.”

It was still hard to understand, but I decided to believe in the attitude of the saintess who spoke calmly and confidently, not Lord Thor.

After the story was organized like that, it was a series of busy days again.

The saintess carefully selected people within the commanding department who could definitely crack down on them, sought advice, made preparations in advance, and at the same time decided not to take any interest in the patrols of the Demon King’s Army anymore.

There was no backlash. Rather, there were more opinions that it might be better than slowing down the advance due to unnecessary vigilance as soon as we arrive at our destination.

Unlike the saintess, who has been busy in many ways, my work has not changed much.

He checks his physical condition every day and receives Emmet’s lessons. After about three days, sparring with Carl Kansi was added to his daily routine for rehabilitation, but that was it.

This is because after a meeting of reliable collective intelligence gathered, it was concluded that it would be better to grow rumors later. I couldn’t even bring up the story that I was a reincarnated person, but since I listened to the story seriously, there was no problem.

“You’re not like a hero in many ways.”

Emmett, who was classified as one of those trustworthy people, shared our plans, and actively appealed for opinions.

“I don’t think there is a hero like him.”

It was not self-praise, as he personally listened to God, had conversations, made achievements, and even made a holy sword.

“I didn’t know how to say that proudly. Honestly, I’m a berserker rather than a hero, but I don’t think the results were good.”

However, Emmett only responded coolly with a mischievous smile at my stupid answer. Are you a wizard? The cowardly fact was very heavy.

As I wrinkled my nose in displeasure, Emmett laughed, canceled the spell, and removed the wand. It was a signal for a break.

“Actually, I was just summarizing my thoughts too arbitrarily, and it doesn’t mean what you think. I mean… Heroes have always had clear goals. Whether they’re demon lords, evil gods, or possessing transcendental powers. Alien beings, regardless of race or religion, everyone is like that.”
“…Isn’t that obvious? It’s the power that was bestowed upon me.”
“It’s true, but the important thing comes next. Such a hero always had one goal. Like an arrow that flies off the bow string that the gods were holding, it only hits one target.”

Seeing Emmet bring his coat and sit down like a chair, I sat across from him, probably deciding to chat during a short break. I wanted to imitate him like he did, but it’s easy because it’s a magic tool.

At first, I didn’t know what to do, but I couldn’t rest properly because I was beaten by Emmet who didn’t explain anything. Even though it seems like it’s been a while, it already feels like it’s so far away.

“I didn’t mention it yesterday, but in fact, when we look at this problem, we need to think about the world before the return of the demon king before looking at it from the current perspective. Whose antipode was Soha Shinore, who still seems to have the qualities of a hero?”
“…Uh…”

I heard and saw it. For my hypothesis to be correct, there had to be a reason for Soha Shinore to become a hero.

“Epaga must have sensed something threatening your children and made Soha a hero to stop it. In the end, all of them are just families, but I wonder if the Soha in that world did well in their own way.”
“Why do you think so?”
“I’m not here because I’m considered an enemy I want to recruit because I’m too competent. If it were me, I’d have killed halfway enemies beforehand as they returned.”

Listening to it this time, it seems to be true. Although it is a national rule to become weak when an enemy becomes an ally, the general reaction is to try if possible.

“The real problem starts here. I don’t know if Soha Shinore lost the power of a hero at all… From what you said, it’s clear that he still possesses the qualities of a hero. Perhaps the mysterious authority that turns the world upside down is perfect. I think it’s a phenomenon that could be proof that it doesn’t work, or proof that it’s not one-sided enough to overwhelm all the gods, but what’s important now is that the ‘power’ bestowed by the demon god with a ‘purpose’ is maintained.”

The tip of Emmet’s wand scratches the dirt, carving letters.

Next to Siegfried, an arrow and a demon king, and next to Soha Shinore, the words “Darkness of the previous world” were engraved on his staff. This time, his staff began to write my name.

Next to the name Eldmia Ega, only a question mark was engraved.

“I don’t know how much coercive power it will have, but my hypothesis is that if you consider the significance of a hero’s existence, in the end, there is a high possibility that Soha Shinore will achieve his purpose as a hero in some form. And if that happens, you will be Even if he gave it his powers directly, there is a high possibility that he is not the antipode of the nefarious being who caused an incident of this absurd scale.”

So that’s what I said. Not like a warrior.

Emmett’s guesses were sharp, even though he left out a lot about me. It sounds like a more credible guess because Epaga said that she had no intention of reincarnating me and making me a hero.

“Among the sayings left by dragons of high rank, long-lived elves, and those who reached the realm of the demigod after countless feats and mastered something, there is a saying called ‘balance of the world’. Since the existence that was Shinore’s antipode twisted the providence of the world excessively, isn’t it something that was put forward to strike a ‘balance’?”

Emmett, who had been talking about something similar to what he had heard from Rummings, the blacksmith, in Asillie’s hometown, soon stroked his handsome beard and added.

“And… whatever the outcome. Based on this hypothesis, wouldn’t we be able to stir the Demon King one more time?”

Contrary to the previous content, which was serious for a long time, Emmet’s mouth is covered with a very deep smile. I couldn’t accept the situation for a while because I had been immersed in the story until just now.

“Are you creating a situation where you know the hidden background?”
“In fact, even if there is no such transcendent background, it will play a sufficient role in lowering the morale of the demon lord. If the demon lord takes this speculation seriously, even Soha Shinore, whom he cherishes so much, will be seen as an explosion spell punctuated with twisted magic. ”

fuck god.

Indeed, a wizard is a wizard.

“I will pay for this.”
“As expected, I can communicate well. It’s worthwhile to work.”

I thought he was cowardly attacking only with facts, but it was Emmet who was also good at agitation and fabrication.