“Ugh...”
Louis opened his eyes with a severe headache.
Shortly after arriving at the Fountain of Rest, he fainted without any warning.
No, it's not quite an omen, but he thinks he felt a strong mana energy right before he passed out.
Louis struggled to get up and looked around.
“...Shit.”
The sight of his colleagues lying around. What on earth happened? Did they fall into a trap?
The moment he got up, looking around cautiously, he heard a familiar voice.
“Are you awake?”
“...Lady Simone.”
Simone was sitting listlessly on the fountain. The smile that always lingered on her lips seemed weak, indicating that things were not going well.
“What happened? Why did we lose consciousness...”
“I met the God of death.”
“...Is it true?”
Simone nodded.
“Perhaps the God of death himself showed up and everyone collapsed because of his aura.”
“Are you okay, Simone?”
“I’m fine.”
The problem is that even if they meet, she doesn't gain much from it.
Simone sighed deeply. The God of death smiled and left behind a curse that was not a curse but a curse telling her to die, before disappearing.
She wanted to hold on to him a little longer, but he disappeared without a trace, saying that he would meet her again soon.
It seemed that the God of death did not want Simone to know too much information.
But, well, based on the little bit of information the God of Death gave her while the party was unconscious, she was able to decide what to do next.
“Ugh... My head’s going to explode...”
“What...Is everyone okay?”
At that moment, the other members of the group also came to their senses one by one. Simone left the temple after having Abel carry Orkan, who was still unconscious.
Now that she's completed your goal of meeting the God of Death, there's nothing more to see in this temple.
Like the professors of the educational institution, the believers of the temple also seemed to want to ask questions about this and that, but Simone pretended not to notice their gazes and returned to the Illeston couple's quarters.
“Yes, now that you feel a little better, let’s talk... Ugh.”
“Ugh! Don’t vomit here! If you do, I’ll kill you!”
“Bring me something to hold! Ugh!”
Orkan, who had barely woken up after being unconscious for a long time, started vomiting as soon as he woke up, and even after quite some time had passed, he was still groaning.
“Ugh... I’m going to die.”
“Die! Don’t say things like that! Why would you die!”
“What is this? Are wizards any different from ordinary people? Do they die when they meet a God?”
“No way.”
“But why aren’t you getting better? Aaaah! I’m going to get better!”
Another plague.
Simone looked at the group, laughing in disbelief and making a lot of noise.
It seems that Orkan, who has a higher mana sensitivity than others, was more strongly affected by the mana of death.
It's not that she doesn't understand that reaction, since he received the energy directly from the God who deals with death and not from another being.
'So when can we talk?'
Simone sighed and looked out the window. The sun was already setting outside.
“Tsk.”
It looks like she'll have to wait until tomorrow to have anything constructive to say. As Simone lifted her teacup with a resigned look on her face, Geneon came up to the table.
“Why are you doing that?”
“What is it?”
Simone answered without looking at Geneon.
“Haven’t you been feeling unwell since a while ago?”
Simone pointed at the Orkan group with a sharp face.
“Because those people are doing that.”
“You’re lying. That’s not why you’re angry.”
“...”
“Don’t you know me? Have you forgotten that I can easily read your mind?”
“Then you would know without asking.”
Only then did Simone's gaze turn to Geneon. Geneon closed his eyes quietly as if he had anticipated what was to follow.
“Why didn't you tell me?”
Abel and his group, who had been causing a ruckus at the sound of Simone's angry voice, stopped dead in their tracks and looked at her and Geneon.
But Simone ignored their gazes and glared at Geneon.
“Why didn’t you tell me that if I lifted the curse, you would die? And what if I really lifted the curse? Were you just going to die like that?”
Didn't she almost break up with Geneon's curse without knowing anything and without having a plan or mental preparation?
“What does that mean? Lord Geneon is dying?”
“Lord Geneon?”
The group gathered one by one with shocked faces. Geneon looked at Simone with an expression that said he knew this would happen. Was it because of his mood that his proud eyes looked bitter today?
'What...'
As if he had given up on everything.
Simone's hands, which were holding the teacup, tightened as she felt a sudden ache in her heart.
Geneon said in a calm voice.
“I didn’t think it was necessary to talk about it. I didn’t want to waste your time worrying about useless things.”
“Why is this useless...”
“Shouldn’t we kill Anasis first?”
Simone bit her lips tightly.
“If we eliminate Anasis, Geneon’s curse will be lifted.”
Then he dies.
Geneon doesn't know what that means to Simone.
“Why did I ask you to lift my curse? Why did I impart my knowledge to you? I wanted to end the rest of my life as an old man who had lived long enough to live as a human being.”
He never thought that he would show this much affection to the disciple he had taken in when he was about to die.
Geneon closed his eyes. Simone's sorrowful and extremely sad feelings echoed in his head.
Now it felt like a great sin to have asked her to kill him without permission.
Still, Geneon could not say that the curse did not need to be lifted.
He's thought about it several times since he became attached to Simone, but he still can't withdraw his request.
Simone may be the last chance to lift Geneon's curse. If she fails this time, Geneon will have to live for many more years in eternity.
Even when his only precious disciple grows old and dies, until the world changes and perhaps even comes to an end.
Simone frowned as she looked at Geneon, who kept his mouth shut as if he would say nothing more.
“You can at least tell me. Then I’ll figure out a way-”
“Is there such a way? If there was a way, I would know it. Even though my only wish is to die as a human being.”
“Do you really want to die like that, Geneon? Why do you say that? Don’t you want to break the curse and live the rest of your life as a human, even if only for a little while?”
Of course, he wants to. Haven't Geneon ever thought of it? He needs to see his disciples grow up and become independent from the Illeston family, and he also needs time to finish his long life.
If time permits, he would also like to accomplish the goal of leaving all his knowledge in a book when he was human.
But no matter how much he thought about it, there was no way with his knowledge. Even when Anasis turned him into a cat, he tried to analyze the curse that stopped time, but it was impossible.
Because Anasis's abilities had already surpassed Geneon's knowledge and abilities by then.
Geneon shook his head and spoke to Simone as if to soothe her.
“Isn’t there no other way? I really need you to just kill Anasis and lift my curse.”
“...If there is a way?”
"What?"
At that moment, Simone's thoughts entered Geneon's mind.
[There is a way. I'm not sure, though.]
Geneon's eyes trembled.
'There is a way? A way to lift the curse and not die?'
Geneon thought for a moment and shook his head.
“If I had known the curse of holding back time, I would not want to do it. As a human, I do not want to live forever.”
“Then what about living a little longer than humans?”
“...What are you talking about? What are you thinking about?”
Unfortunately, when he tried to read Simone's inner thoughts, all he could read was [I have to persuade Geneon].
“Is there a way? What is it?”
“We’ll help too. Anything. Lord Geneon dying as soon as the curse is lifted? Hey, that’s a bit much.”
“Is it difficult?... Ugh. I, I’ll help if I can, huh, okay?”
Abel and his party and Louis also actively stepped forward to help Geneon and Simone. Seeing them, Simone took a deep breath and spoke to the party.
“The God of Death said, ‘You better stop following Anasis and absorbing the power of the Demon King. You’ll no longer be human.’”
That she would become a being that was human but not human, a being that transcended humanity.
“That’s why I decided not to absorb the Demon King. But I think I can absorb him.”
“What are you talking about out of the blue?”
“What does that have to do with Geneon’s curse?”
“But then suddenly this thought occurred to me.”
After the God of death returned, Simone waited for the unconscious party to wake up, and spent time pondering and thinking hundreds of times about how to save Geneon.
Then suddenly a method occurred to her.
“What if even a portion of that transcendent power were absorbed by Geneon?”
“...The power of the Demon King? Lord Geneon?”
Everyone looked back and forth between Simone and Geneon with astonished faces. Geneon was also looking at Simone with all his might as if he was asking what nonsense she was talking about.
But Simone nodded resolutely.
“Orkan, could you please find out if this is theoretically possible? With Geneon and Bianchi. I would also like to ask for advice from El.”
Simone thought that if the method she had suggested were even possible, it would certainly be a promising breakthrough.
Louis opened his eyes with a severe headache.
Shortly after arriving at the Fountain of Rest, he fainted without any warning.
No, it's not quite an omen, but he thinks he felt a strong mana energy right before he passed out.
Louis struggled to get up and looked around.
“...Shit.”
The sight of his colleagues lying around. What on earth happened? Did they fall into a trap?
The moment he got up, looking around cautiously, he heard a familiar voice.
“Are you awake?”
“...Lady Simone.”
Simone was sitting listlessly on the fountain. The smile that always lingered on her lips seemed weak, indicating that things were not going well.
“What happened? Why did we lose consciousness...”
“I met the God of death.”
“...Is it true?”
Simone nodded.
“Perhaps the God of death himself showed up and everyone collapsed because of his aura.”
“Are you okay, Simone?”
“I’m fine.”
The problem is that even if they meet, she doesn't gain much from it.
Simone sighed deeply. The God of death smiled and left behind a curse that was not a curse but a curse telling her to die, before disappearing.
She wanted to hold on to him a little longer, but he disappeared without a trace, saying that he would meet her again soon.
It seemed that the God of death did not want Simone to know too much information.
But, well, based on the little bit of information the God of Death gave her while the party was unconscious, she was able to decide what to do next.
“Ugh... My head’s going to explode...”
“What...Is everyone okay?”
At that moment, the other members of the group also came to their senses one by one. Simone left the temple after having Abel carry Orkan, who was still unconscious.
Now that she's completed your goal of meeting the God of Death, there's nothing more to see in this temple.
Like the professors of the educational institution, the believers of the temple also seemed to want to ask questions about this and that, but Simone pretended not to notice their gazes and returned to the Illeston couple's quarters.
***
“Yes, now that you feel a little better, let’s talk... Ugh.”
“Ugh! Don’t vomit here! If you do, I’ll kill you!”
“Bring me something to hold! Ugh!”
Orkan, who had barely woken up after being unconscious for a long time, started vomiting as soon as he woke up, and even after quite some time had passed, he was still groaning.
“Ugh... I’m going to die.”
“Die! Don’t say things like that! Why would you die!”
“What is this? Are wizards any different from ordinary people? Do they die when they meet a God?”
“No way.”
“But why aren’t you getting better? Aaaah! I’m going to get better!”
Another plague.
Simone looked at the group, laughing in disbelief and making a lot of noise.
It seems that Orkan, who has a higher mana sensitivity than others, was more strongly affected by the mana of death.
It's not that she doesn't understand that reaction, since he received the energy directly from the God who deals with death and not from another being.
'So when can we talk?'
Simone sighed and looked out the window. The sun was already setting outside.
“Tsk.”
It looks like she'll have to wait until tomorrow to have anything constructive to say. As Simone lifted her teacup with a resigned look on her face, Geneon came up to the table.
“Why are you doing that?”
“What is it?”
Simone answered without looking at Geneon.
“Haven’t you been feeling unwell since a while ago?”
Simone pointed at the Orkan group with a sharp face.
“Because those people are doing that.”
“You’re lying. That’s not why you’re angry.”
“...”
“Don’t you know me? Have you forgotten that I can easily read your mind?”
“Then you would know without asking.”
Only then did Simone's gaze turn to Geneon. Geneon closed his eyes quietly as if he had anticipated what was to follow.
“Why didn't you tell me?”
Abel and his group, who had been causing a ruckus at the sound of Simone's angry voice, stopped dead in their tracks and looked at her and Geneon.
But Simone ignored their gazes and glared at Geneon.
“Why didn’t you tell me that if I lifted the curse, you would die? And what if I really lifted the curse? Were you just going to die like that?”
Didn't she almost break up with Geneon's curse without knowing anything and without having a plan or mental preparation?
“What does that mean? Lord Geneon is dying?”
“Lord Geneon?”
The group gathered one by one with shocked faces. Geneon looked at Simone with an expression that said he knew this would happen. Was it because of his mood that his proud eyes looked bitter today?
'What...'
As if he had given up on everything.
Simone's hands, which were holding the teacup, tightened as she felt a sudden ache in her heart.
Geneon said in a calm voice.
“I didn’t think it was necessary to talk about it. I didn’t want to waste your time worrying about useless things.”
“Why is this useless...”
“Shouldn’t we kill Anasis first?”
Simone bit her lips tightly.
“If we eliminate Anasis, Geneon’s curse will be lifted.”
Then he dies.
Geneon doesn't know what that means to Simone.
“Why did I ask you to lift my curse? Why did I impart my knowledge to you? I wanted to end the rest of my life as an old man who had lived long enough to live as a human being.”
He never thought that he would show this much affection to the disciple he had taken in when he was about to die.
Geneon closed his eyes. Simone's sorrowful and extremely sad feelings echoed in his head.
Now it felt like a great sin to have asked her to kill him without permission.
Still, Geneon could not say that the curse did not need to be lifted.
He's thought about it several times since he became attached to Simone, but he still can't withdraw his request.
Simone may be the last chance to lift Geneon's curse. If she fails this time, Geneon will have to live for many more years in eternity.
Even when his only precious disciple grows old and dies, until the world changes and perhaps even comes to an end.
Simone frowned as she looked at Geneon, who kept his mouth shut as if he would say nothing more.
“You can at least tell me. Then I’ll figure out a way-”
“Is there such a way? If there was a way, I would know it. Even though my only wish is to die as a human being.”
“Do you really want to die like that, Geneon? Why do you say that? Don’t you want to break the curse and live the rest of your life as a human, even if only for a little while?”
Of course, he wants to. Haven't Geneon ever thought of it? He needs to see his disciples grow up and become independent from the Illeston family, and he also needs time to finish his long life.
If time permits, he would also like to accomplish the goal of leaving all his knowledge in a book when he was human.
But no matter how much he thought about it, there was no way with his knowledge. Even when Anasis turned him into a cat, he tried to analyze the curse that stopped time, but it was impossible.
Because Anasis's abilities had already surpassed Geneon's knowledge and abilities by then.
Geneon shook his head and spoke to Simone as if to soothe her.
“Isn’t there no other way? I really need you to just kill Anasis and lift my curse.”
“...If there is a way?”
"What?"
At that moment, Simone's thoughts entered Geneon's mind.
[There is a way. I'm not sure, though.]
Geneon's eyes trembled.
'There is a way? A way to lift the curse and not die?'
Geneon thought for a moment and shook his head.
“If I had known the curse of holding back time, I would not want to do it. As a human, I do not want to live forever.”
“Then what about living a little longer than humans?”
“...What are you talking about? What are you thinking about?”
Unfortunately, when he tried to read Simone's inner thoughts, all he could read was [I have to persuade Geneon].
“Is there a way? What is it?”
“We’ll help too. Anything. Lord Geneon dying as soon as the curse is lifted? Hey, that’s a bit much.”
“Is it difficult?... Ugh. I, I’ll help if I can, huh, okay?”
Abel and his party and Louis also actively stepped forward to help Geneon and Simone. Seeing them, Simone took a deep breath and spoke to the party.
“The God of Death said, ‘You better stop following Anasis and absorbing the power of the Demon King. You’ll no longer be human.’”
That she would become a being that was human but not human, a being that transcended humanity.
“That’s why I decided not to absorb the Demon King. But I think I can absorb him.”
“What are you talking about out of the blue?”
“What does that have to do with Geneon’s curse?”
“But then suddenly this thought occurred to me.”
After the God of death returned, Simone waited for the unconscious party to wake up, and spent time pondering and thinking hundreds of times about how to save Geneon.
Then suddenly a method occurred to her.
“What if even a portion of that transcendent power were absorbed by Geneon?”
“...The power of the Demon King? Lord Geneon?”
Everyone looked back and forth between Simone and Geneon with astonished faces. Geneon was also looking at Simone with all his might as if he was asking what nonsense she was talking about.
But Simone nodded resolutely.
“Orkan, could you please find out if this is theoretically possible? With Geneon and Bianchi. I would also like to ask for advice from El.”
Simone thought that if the method she had suggested were even possible, it would certainly be a promising breakthrough.
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