I take Zwei’s hand for the second time.
The first time I did it, I was forcibly taken here, the place Zwei calls its sanctuary.
But now, something entirely different happens.
Are these images of the past? Or memories?
Before I know it, I’m seeing things from Zwei’s point of view, inside the First Seat of Delusion.
It’s like when the shaman’s powers flowed into me. I see. That’s what Zwei meant when it called me a vessel. No, I feel like Zwei’s consciousness is clearer than when it happened with the shaman.
『I’m having trouble making my control take hold. Is this because Araysla interfered with the compulsory event? This First Seat of Delusion has to live. I cannot allow the last player to fall to the hero. If this world opens up to summon people reincarnated from another world…』
Zwei wanted the First Seat of Delusion to live? I see. So that’s why its movements were so stiff and slow. To protect it…
It looks like the consciousness of the First Seat of Delusion was already pretty faded.
From Zwei’s point of view, it looks like Araysla interfered through something called a compulsory event to send the First Seat of Delusion into battle. And Zwei was desperately fighting against it.
It’s like the First Seat of Delusion was a doll, and Zwei and Araysla were both trying to control it.
『However! Such quantity. What is it with those bamboo shoots? How troublesome. How crafty. The mermen are strong enough to beat each one individually, but they are all being defeated, aren’t they!?』
It’s showing me the moment the bamboo shoot army jumped from the ground and threw the mermen into disarray.
I can feel Zwei’s strong surprise. It sounds like the bamboo shoot army controlled by Eve left quite an impression on it.
『Is this the power of Rust Struna Hartnicks? He carved my body with that dreadful cloth, and not only produced these annoying things in such large quantity, but he is controlling them all at the same time. Even the old Struna Hartnicks couldn’t do that. He also produced a lot of annoying things, but… This craftiness goes beyond even that. Kuh… I need to call for reinforcements!』
It sounds like I was being compared to that person Zwei says is my ancestor.
It doesn’t really feel real to me, but did this ancestor of mine really create incredible things like that… I’d love to know what those things were.
But just as this curiosity starts tingling inside me, the scene changes again.
Now I see those giant sea urchins emerging from the sea.
“Great. Now we can mop up those bamboo shoots… W-what!? What is it now? What is that magic circle!? Is he incorporating a magic stone, no, magic item into that magic circle? Is that the magic stone of the one the shaman lured into becoming the Lowest Seat of Gluttony?
Ah, they are being beaten by those hippopotamus… Just… How much do you have to remake the common sense of this world before you are satisfied? Those things are a real problem.』
Zwei is stomping its feet inside the First Seat of Delusion. It sure manages to move well inside such a cramped space.
『I cannot help but lament that this man formed a contract with a dragon… Ah, even the urchins are being beaten so easily… What should I do? How do I make sure the First Seat of Delusion…”
I feel Zwei’s anguish again.
But it couldn’t escape from my relentless attack, and it couldn’t run as Seilook fired the second dragon breath.
I see everything being surrounded in a bright light, and the image changes again.
Next… Where am I?
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