Seilook, who became a hero and canceled its contract with me, is now a follower of Unchan, and once again related to me.
This opens up a possibility. The hole in space in front of me is truly a small tear of fate.
Did Unchan think about this when it saved Seilook?
《Fuhahaha! Praise me more! I figured you were going to say something about wisdom of the age. Where is your spirit? Cheer up. Don’t make such a miserable face. What would the ladies who offered their hearts to you say if they saw you?》
From an outsider’s point of view, it looks like Unchan is respectfully bowing, but our bond shows me the same attitude as always. I don’t know if it’s bragging or encouraging me.
But I guess they would be a little mad.
《Yes yes. Look, Rose is waiting. You can’t keep a lady waiting. Hurry up and go.》
“…Thank you, Unchan.”
I unconsciously mumble words of gratitude.
I guess I wanted to say something, because I don’t know if I’ll be back.
I peek behind me, and get a good look at everyone, still wrapped in Aroma Vine’s vines.
I face forward again, and slowly raise my hand that’s carrying the rose.
The golden light is already firing brightly, and it shines on the two dragons as if converging on them, and flows from their lowered heads into the hole.
The plate displays letters very fast. Both Seilook’s authority as a hero and Rose’s power of god combine and integrate in the plate.
The hole is painted in that same golden color, and a path opens.
And then, I take a step inside.
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“Is it here?”
Once inside, I find myself in a large place that feels like an underground space. And something here catches my attention.
A giant metal mass.
It stands in front of me like a big wall. A glance is enough to tell me it’s been expanded in an irregular fashion. Parts that look old and parts that are comparatively new are all together in complete harmony.
“Are you the server (primordial god)?”
“Welcome, conqueror of heroes and butcher of gods.”
Responds the mechanical god.
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