Chapter 943 – #204_Image Change
#937
One.
Lydia breaks into the witchroid production building, which is the heart of the city.
Angel’s resistance was to the extent that it was appropriate to describe it as desperate.
Lydia, who was confident in her long-term battle and assured that she could fight anyone other than the Duke of Tiphareth, also struggled.
The amount of Lydia’s gold coins that went into processing tens of thousands of angels was truly astronomical.
If you estimate the cost of the actual gold coin as well as the special gold coin that replaced the death row inmate, the amount that could be used to launch three rockets was consumed.
However, consumption and investment are distinctly different concepts.
Although Lydia spent the amount of money that would make her face pale even for a fair amount of witches, she believed in the truth that sometimes a bold investment would bring greater profits.
“Oh, pretty things.”
Lydia puts the corpse of the witch who is the mother of the angel and the angel who was destroyed relatively intact in a subspace at random.
I also forgot to carefully pack the product so that it does not deteriorate.
As I personally checked, Angel’s potential was limitless.
Right now, I need to take a sample, but I don’t have the technology and the infrastructure to use it properly, but what if I made it and Lydia took control?
It is possible to obtain power alone that is incomparable to the locks.
Isn’t it the world’s decisive battle weapon that conquered witches?
Don’t know how long it will take
How much capital may be needed
How many research personnel may be mobilized.
However, Lydia had eternal life, enormous wealth, and numerous subordinates.
Lydia smiled as she pictured a golden future and finally reached the top floor of the Central Tower.
The Tower of Babel of ugly people.
As if reaching the end of the sky, the night view of the city engulfed in flames and destruction spreads far below your feet.
In the center of it, a celestial globe that automatically marked the movement of celestial bodies was rotating slowly.
That’s the gate.
An artifact capable of manipulating floods and controlling the behavior of the homunculus.
[WARNING WARNING]
[Please leave immediately]
[The facility is prohibited from entering except for those involved]
A loud beep sounds.
It was surrounded by a strict barrier, probably to extract the energy needed to produce angels, but it doesn’t mean much.
Angel had already conspired with the homunculus and suffered damage close to annihilation, and even that, Lydia had beaten and destroyed all that was left.
– Weeing!
As Lydia, who has lifted her barrier, carefully grabs her lock gate, the space twists and a small ‘door’ appears.
It is the door to the outside of the ‘ark’, that is, to the present world.
Beyond the undulating border, you can still see the stormy sea.
“Hmm…”
The sound of the heels of Lydia’s heels stopped as she was about to go outside, carrying even her locks as her booty.
“Hmm… Let’s think about it.”
Lydia has already made contact with Duke Tiphareth’s party.
As soon as the homunculus king was seen, he ran to the central tower to get the lock.
It was a temporary alliance anyway, so a sudden breakout would be regarded as aegyo.
It’s not like she really slashed her in the back of the head.
She got her hands on both the lock gate and Angel’s mother body so easily anyway.
During the battle, Urshira and Priscilla also died, judging by Angel’s admonition to surrender, who loudly said, “Since your comrade is dead, surrender.”
I already got what I wanted (lock gate),
Bonuses were also obtained (death of hardliners Urshira and Priscilla),
The state of holding an unexpected fever bonus in hand (angel sample, angel mother body).
If you are an ordinary person, you will be happy with unexpected good news and try to pour everything you have in your hands into your mouth.
However, Lydia is far from an ordinary person.
She is more greedy than the average person, so she makes different choices than the average person.
She returned her locks to their original positions with a note that read, “It’s a gift.”
“Good. It feels good.”
Lydia judged that this would lead to a sharp confrontation between Gehenna and Hexennacht’s power structure for a while.
It’s the composition she most wanted and keeping her balance.
At such a point, maintaining a friendly relationship with Duke Tiphareth is worth more than this ‘lock gate’.
There is no need to incur anger by robbing all the way to the floodgates from the position where the hatred of escaping the enemy has already been established.
After all, Lydia must hold the lock in her hand, so she will be under strong pressure from the hardliners.
If the flooding occurs again (or if it happens again due to unknown circumstances), it will only incur the resentment of Duke Tiphareth and the whole of Gehenna.
At the point of stopping the flooding without handing over the floodgates to the hands of hardliners, the desired goal is achieved.
If you are greedy for a lock gate that doesn’t matter who is holding it, unless it’s a hardliner, it’s like hugging a pot of grievances.
Therefore, he handed over this jar of water to calm the flood and returned Dorothy as promised.
Calm down Duke Tiphareth’s anger and buy friendship.
This was Lydia’s ideal picture.
Of course, it was an issue that could have been decided coolly because there was an overachievement called ‘Angel’.
Lydia hummed her tune and made her way through the door.
2.
In her ark, three weeks had passed since Lydia got her hands on the lock she had left behind.
The flooding stopped.
All homunculus were ordered to cease their activities and put them into ‘hibernation’.
If the lock gate could control the homunculus like the ‘King of the Monsters’, it would have been a truly formidable weapon, but this alone is a feat that no individual can achieve, so I have no choice but to be satisfied.
Of course, the world never returned to normal.
Her mystery was already stripped away, and humans still remembered her as a witch.
Still, peace came to the world where the atmosphere of the apocalypse hovered right away, and the leaders of each country scrambled to settle the chaos.
Master and Linne, who fought each other fiercely, were treated by Dr. Sua while concentrating on their recovery.
Siu and Linnae were able to recover after some recuperation, but Master’s case was a little different.
Ea Sadalmelik is dead.
Master finally got her revenge after a long wait.
However, the cost of using excessive force remains.
Not only the spiritual body that was magically messed up, but also six half contracts over the next few decades were sealed.
It’s not that I don’t feel anxious, but it’s ambiguous if you ask if it’s something to be sad while shedding tears.
Leaving aside the fact that he saved his life, Master’s expression recently looked more lively than ever.
The danger that seemed to be broken at any moment in the ark was gone, but he returned splendidly as the dignified and majestic Eloa Tiphareth.
In addition to that, it feels like the burden that I was forced to carry has been relieved.
It’s fortunate.
“Hmm.”
If I had to count other crops on my hand, it would be this ‘lotus flower’ that is now on the table.
The lotus flower, which ate plenty of Ea’s offerings, regained its original brilliance with her end.
It was Master who dealt with Ea, and her ownership would be yours, but she willingly transferred the lotus flower to Siu.
He had obtained an EX-class Essence, the same as the red branch.
In fact, Siwoo was aware that his recent growth had reached its limit.
The point where he defeated Urshira was the highest point Siu could reach right away.
This alone can be said to be an incredible growth rate and sufficient strength.
There wouldn’t be many opponents who could stand against Siwoo in the entire witch society.
If it was Siwoo before then, it would be enough to be satisfied.
“I don’t even have a chin like this.”
However, he almost lost Master.
Master, who was pale and cold.
He couldn’t do anything even the moment he stepped into the border of death.
With a miracle that I still can’t guess the reason for, I was able to manage to hold both hands, but at that moment, it was the greatest fear.
Still not enough
So much so that no one can overstep it.
Enough to not have to lose precious people.
Should be stronger than ever.
In that sense, at this moment when it is difficult to hastily replicate the stigma, the existence of a formal dress that can pierce the blood is special.
I couldn’t use it properly yet, but I planned to start full-scale research as soon as I returned to Gehenna.
-Smart
“Siwoo, are you inside?”
“Yes, come in.”
Eloa in pajamas enters as the door opens.
These days, he sleeps for about 12 hours a day, so most of them wear pajamas.
As an aside, about 3 hours a day is the time I spend cuddling with Siwoo in bed.
They had a steady relationship, hoping that magical power amplification might help them recover.
“I came to see you.”
“Did you just wake up?”
“Even though I just woke up, I missed you again.”
Master sits on Siwoo’s lap like a rabbit waiting for his master’s hand and smiles as if he’s about to melt.
He pokes Siwoo here and there with his fingertips.
It’s a secret sign from Master, who is ashamed to say openly, ‘I love you, I want to love you’…
It is truly a lovely gesture.
He hugged her waist and kissed her passionately.
“You seem to be very cute lately.”
“Aegyo. There is nothing I cannot say to my master.”
“In bed, I am your teacher.”
“Siw… !”
Master, confused and not knowing what to do.
“No?”
“… Siwoo, I also have the dignity and prestige of being a teacher.”
“Hmm, I must have seen a pink-haired witch pretending to be a rabbit yesterday…”
“That, that… Don’t you keep doing it?!”
Around the time when Eloah’s buttons were untied one by one, exchanging sweet and sticky jokes from lovers in their prime.
“This is it, are the teachers and students on good terms?”
A languid humming voice suddenly interrupted.
A witch with a sinister smile, as if she had found a very amusing spectacle, with her arms folded in her nun’s garb.
“Dorothy!”
“Yeah, I’m here~ Darling.”
As promised, Lydia returned Dorothy from captivity.
Siu, who hangs Eloa and hugs Dorothy tightly, and Master, who keeps intervening between them for some reason.
The ‘inundation incident’ that disturbed the present world seemed to be coming to an end to some extent.
3.
Around that time.
“Fuck!!!!!”
Lydia was stomping her feet in anger.
The angel sample and mother body that I brought with me.
These harvests, which were believed to bring golden glory, were all trash.
To be precise, not long after they came out of the ark, they all turned into unknown ashes and disappeared.
Even with so thorough preservation magic.
In the first place, the ark itself was an arrangement prepared by the witch of creation for the witch.
No wonder she took precautions so that no element that could be a threat to her ‘witch’ could be brought out of her.
Lydia, who was unaware of such a fact, blew up an enormous gold coin in an attempt to catch her angel.
“Ah… I got my back bone…”
Lydia is said to have been breaking only a few goblets for weeks at a loss of her investment, which she did not even break.
