The Paladin Owns the Relic

246 – Corrupted Lands (4)

Ancient dragon, Typhon glanced around the room. A purposefully decorated room.

There is no furniture. There is only one desk lying there.

The lighting is kind of gloomy… Judging from the fact that there is a piece of paper and a ‘camera’ running on the desk…

“I feel like I am being interrogated.”

“An interview. Now. Don’t be nervous.”

Deus turned on the camera. After checking Typhon’s appearance in the video, he began to ask questions one by one.

“What is your name?”

“You know.”

“I’m going to ask a question I know. I ask for your understanding. I plan to analyze everything from questions to responses and accumulate them as data.”

“…Typhon.”

Tiffon flashed his nails in the light.

“I like that it’s not that bright. Please put this light in my room later.”

“You like dark things.”

“I don’t like things that are too bright. It’s not like I like dim light in the first place.”

“Is that so? Then what do you like?”

“…Do I even have to answer that question?”

“Of course. It’s a necessary question.”

Typhon sighed.

“…Collecting books.”

“That’s a lie.”

“Why is this a lie?”

“Collecting dragon model figures is a hobby…”

“When did you steal it?! Do you want to die?!!”

“Kukkuk!”

After a commotion, Deus rubbed his neck.

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“What do you want most?”

“The end of the world. What is it?”

“Really?”

“Are you even doubting that?”

“Hmm. There are some things that are a little unclear… Then tell me which of the apostles you like the most and who you hate the most.”

“Ugh. I hate everything.”

“Don’t do that, now.”

“…At least a better guy…Sleipnir.”

“Why?”

“I just look stupid, and I think I’m going to get beaten up somewhere, so I have to be careful too.”

“Then who is the latter?”

“Who is this?”

Typhon snorted.

“A idiot who wants to destroy the world with just one flimsy feeling for no reason.”

“You mean Fabian?”

“That bastard is the biggest problem. I hate bastards who act without backbone the most. Especially those who are swept along without their opinions. You didn’t make your own decision, just following the will of others… You’re pretending to be a puppet, aren’t you?”

Typhon drank as if he was thirsty.

“But that bastard… isn’t. Let’s not talk Give me carbonated water instead of water.”

“Why are you so obsessed with carbonated water?”

“You feel like your stomach is full. I’m on a diet!”

“…….”

. . .

The archangel, Sleipnir, was lying down and wandering around the room.

“It is a cozy room. I sleep well.”

“Sleipnir. Do you have a lot of sleep needs?”

“The need for sleep. I’m not particularly sleepy. But if you close your eyes, you have less time to think.”

Sleipnir tapped the camera.

“Is this running?”

“I’m going back.”

“I heard that it is an advanced civilization, but there are all sorts of things. Deus. What kind of world are you from?”

“hehehe. Are you curious? A little long to explain…”

Deus suddenly came to his senses.

“Isn’t this my interview?!”

“Ah. Caught.”

“Don’t try to sneak away! I do it because it helps!”

“But it is strange. Tell someone my story To be honest, I’m a bit ashamed.”

“What are you ashamed of?”

“So…Let’s see…”

Sleipnir drew a golden puppy in the air.

The pup in shape surprisingly came to life in an instant and attacked him.

“You can usually talk to yourself in front of a dog, right? You can just spit out the words casually.”

“…Hmm?”

“However, it is a bit difficult in front of the same person. That’s what it used to be. Usually.”

“This is a rather unexpected answer. Sleipnir.”

Deus scratched the back of his head as if embarrassed.

“Doesn’t that mean…That you see us as the same ‘people’?”

“Isn’t that wrong?”

“It feels a bit strange to hear you say such a thing.”

“…Don’t react like that. I’m a bit shy too.”

At the words of the archangel who puffed up his cheeks, Deus changed his words slightly.

“Then, who do you like the most and who do you hate the most?”

“There is no particular person I hate the most. If you like it… Hmmm…”

Sleipnir’s eyes twinkled.

“About the Giant King Kubera?”

“Unexpectedly.”

“It’s cool. It’s heavy, and it’s just what you have to say.”

“Me too.”

“Deus is a bit frivolous.”

“No! What kind of frivolity is a small person?!”

Deus, who had been huffing up, stretched his shoulders.

“Then Sleipnir, what is your dream?”

“Are you talking about dreams? What do I want the end of the world to be?”

“Is that simply the end?”

“If you dig a little deeper, it’s revenge, but… Deus said it earlier.”

Sleipnir laughed forlornly.

“This story is so deep that it takes a long time to dig down. I will decline.”

. . .

“Deus. How are all these machines made?”

“A small man can make anything with resources.”

“Make things that distort the providence with things of nature…”

King of giants, Kubera nodded.

“It seems that your world has also reached its peak.”

“Isn’t everyone like that? Not a good story. Like our story, it is dotted with tragedy.”

“Do you regret it?”

“Kubera. The feelings I have are nothing but imitations of my former self. There is no human blood or flesh inside this mass of machines.”

“Deus. You are alive.”

“That’s an answer that completely destroys my questions that I sometimes have. Any proof of that?”

“My soul cries out like that.”

“Unscientific.”

Deus shrugged.

“So, the giant king…What are you doing these days?”

“It is the same day. I am repeating training and sharpening my senses.”

“…Did you drain the contaminated water from the underground again?”

“Well written. Deus.”

“Didn’t the small man tell you not to do it?!”

“However, if it is not made by you, it is not even a snack. Even if you try to hold on to a human, they are too weak to break.”

“Haaa I’ll make you another practice partner.”

“Really?”

“It’s true, don’t break it separately! What if we already destroy the army for future use!”

Deus pressed his forehead tightly.

“You are tired… The small person is too tired to talk to you.”

“Is that so? I feel like I fit in surprisingly well.”

“Which part?!”

“We are far apart from each other, but I think there are parts of us that touch each other.”

“Don’t you often call a small person a piece of machinery?!”

“I just said the right thing.”

“…I have no idea what you are thinking.”

“That is also natural. We can never look into other people’s hearts. No matter what magic you use, it’s impossible to read it perfectly.”

Kubera put her hand on her chest.

“That is our soul. It is the will to fight. Only you can know that.”

“It sounds like I can’t hear it very well as a machine.”

“You have it too. That’s why I respect you.”

“Then, please stop plugging in normally.”

“Apart from respect, there are certain things I don’t like. And if it’s a fight, don’t you walk in first?”

“Ah! Because that’s just saying stupid things…! Okay, tell me who you like the most and who you hate!”

“There is no one who doesn’t like it. It’s a person I like… There are people who are more curious about the future than that.”

“Who?”

“It’s Fabian.”

“…Fabian?”

“He is…”

Kubera cut her off.

“…I can’t say more because it’s not my story.”

. . .

“Deus. My friend. The last avatar was pretty sick.”

“Avatar was sick?!”

“Is it because the senses are shared… You can feel the collapse of the body in real time? It was a lot duller than my original senses… Pain was pain.”

“Then, a little control over that part…”

“Ah. Leave it alone. Shouldn’t everyone cherish it when there’s a moderate amount of pain? If you treat it like a real doll, it will break quickly. It’s not even a penny or two.”

At the words of the apostle, Fabian, Deus nodded his head.

“Still, I guess I should put on a safety device.”

“If you say so.”

“Was there anything else that stuck while using the avatar?”

“What? If you use more than a certain amount of strength, your body will start to collapse… And it’s softer than I thought, so it scratches easily. Nice ah. There is one.”

“What?”

“Should I say the gap between the body and the mind… Didn’t it feel like it wasn’t my body…?”

“That is the point of this interview. The current goal is to eliminate that gap!”

Deus smiled broadly.

“So, let me ask you a question. Fabian. Who is your favourite?”

“Is it that important?”

“It is important. A person’s likes and dislikes can be said to be a measure of the person’s humanity.”

“Is that enough? Then what…”

A subtle smile crept across Fabian’s lips.

“Mercedes.”

“Among the apostles.”

“Mercedes.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Mercedes is the best. Are you going to do this interview with Mercedes later?”

“The Queen will proceed separately later. I had to make a much more elaborate body than the other apostles, so the process and complexity would be several times more.”

“What about taking the interview off and giving it to me later?”

“If the Queen finds out, I will die.”

“Then I’ll have to watch it secretly…”

“Why do you openly say that in front of the person in question?”

Deus grumbled.

“Then who do you hate the most?”

“There are people who are curious rather than disliked. But the ultimate feeling is that I don’t like it in the end.”

“Who?”

“Human beings have now become our exploits. The leader of the Church of Dusk.”

“No, among the apostles…”

“Zahard. If it wasn’t for Mercedes’ words, I would have killed him after a moderate conversation.”

“Listen to me.”

Deus sighed.

“That…what do you not like so much? Is it because you keep interfering with our great realm?”

“There is that, but you just don’t like it, right?”

“Which part?”

“Mercedes treats him specially.”

“You must be jealous.”

“…Be jealous. Hmmm…”

Fabian sank into his chair. He bent his head and looked up at the ceiling.

“I don’t know. Jealousy is.”

“Is this your first love?”

“How did you know?”

“Just looking at it, I feel like I’ve never been in a relationship.”

“……”

. . .

“This is true.”

Deus stared at the camera alone. He was awkward when he was about to do an interview himself.

I groped his neck for no reason. He cleared his throat a few times.

“His name is Deus. The full name is…Deus-47512.”

I tried putting a long name in my mouth.

“A miracle within a miracle. It is me who is never born simply by chance. He was the hero of the good of a world that perished. Therefore…”

It’s awkward to talk alone. It was all the more so as he was quietly watching the moving camera.

“…Well, I don’t think it’s necessary to record the appearance of a small person. Wouldn’t it be more strange if a small person doesn’t know much about a small person?”

Reach out your hand. Be attracted to But right before I could press the button, Deus stopped moving.

Screen spinning He watched it silently, then removed his hand again.

He hesitated and said.

He hadn’t told anyone.

“…Typhon. She is an arrogant but wonderful dragon. She looks like she’s looking for a place to die.”

Put it in your mouth one by one.

“Sleipnir. A good archangel. I feel like I’ve found the ‘home’ I’ve been longing for, so I’m relieved.”

Apostles.

No, now…

“Kubera. It’s an unscientific lump. There are quite a few things I don’t like. But I don’t hate it. Rather good.”

A family who can’t imagine everyday life without them.

“Fabian. To be honest, he’s the kind of person who doesn’t know where he’ll bounce the most. Sometimes I feel anxious.”

Deus looked blankly at the camera.

“…The small person.”

Put it in your mouth.

Inner thoughts.

“I want the ultimate evolution. That was the wish of the small man, and the dream of those who were with the small man. A strength that is not swept away by anyone. A mass of steel that will devour even fate.”

The blue eyes of Deus were dyed red.

“Evolution is inevitably connected with life. Upgrades are like that. What you can’t do when you die.”

Deus murmured.

“The person such a small person hates the most here…”

Click.

“Queen.”

The screen turns off.