＜Infinite Dendrogram＞

□ [Armored Pilot] Hugo Receps

"Hmm. Could that [Murder Princess] be in this Cortana? What a collection of sparks!

In the end, I also told Persepone the circumstances.

Instead of saying, "By the way, who are they looking for?" I've been asking.

"And yet [Murder Princess]? I see..."

And Persepone, having learned of the existence of the [Murder Princess], makes a smile about what's fun.

"Huh. In that case, this city is a crucible of death. Those who transcend death, those who mass produce death, those who change the meaning of death. I don't know if someone made a match, but it's been a lot of fun."

"So they want to keep the concubine from going to her husband's reinforcement, and they want to go looking for that [murdering princess]?

"... it will"

"It's about greed. But I get it. Let's find the [Murder Princess] and find the concubine."

"Huh?"

"Happy or unhappy, my concubine is free. Besides, it's more beneficial to my husband and me than to tease the beads."

"Beneficial, why?

"I can't tell you that. But let's just make sure it's not to their detriment right now."

That said, Persepone walked out.

"Look. Let's just go. You want to find it fast, don't you?

"... right"

We walked out on Persephone.

I was going to look for [Murder Princess] while I was watching her, but she's compartmentalized me.

Persephone was so lively that she seemed separate from the girl who had previously been "weak" and teary-eyed.

As she walks ahead, she moves on inside the bazaar.

But inadvertently, I turned this way.

"That's right. This is how we're together in the corner, so why don't we talk about something?"

"Talk...?

"You can ask questions. You want to ask the concubine something?

"The calf of a dashi... with this knee?

... Cuco, is that the best you can ask?

"Huh. No matter, no problem. Concubine Passive Skill The (Calypsi Ton) Cover of the Dead (-Neclon) is a skill that gives the undead enough resistance to walk at full capacity during the day! Therefore, if you target the concubine herself, you will not be exposed to sunburn!

"... not good"

I said that with a face that Cuco seemed a little envious of.

Maybe he's thinking, "If I could have used [frozen] more flexibly, too, I could have eaten the ice cream without melting it" or something.

"Anything better?

"... there is"

a little thought and I decided to ask what I had long wondered

"Study of resentment motivation in. How did [Pluto] cooperate?"

Once upon a time... the resentment motivation concept developed by your sister.

A study that attempted to solve the problem of MP, a shortcoming of Magingear, by taking in ambient resentment and using it as an energy.

My sister had the purpose of solving the energy problem.

Maybe he was also thinking of solving the [White Rose] biggest drawback I use with it.

But [Pluto] Benetnache has no reason.

I also thought about the possibility of working together with rewards such as money or items, but I felt that [Pluto] Benetnache was different from someone like that in my memory.

So I asked Persepone for that answer.

Her answer is:

'Cause it makes cleaning easier.'

It was a little bit of a pain in understanding.

"... cleaning?

"Oh. Of course, it doesn't mean sweep, wipe, wipe. Because my husband would do that himself. Cleaning is cleaning up resentment."

"I have to speak out of resentment and soul nature to explain that... Hmm. Wait a minute."

Persepone said so and walked to the juice sale stall in Bazaar.

So I buy a juice with big grains of ice and come back.

"Have you lost your temper?

"No. For explanations."

Persepone said so, putting vessels, ice and juice in order with the straw that was attached.

"Let's say it's a metaphorical explanation. If this vessel is flesh, the soul is floating ice. And a filled juice is what you should call a heart."

Flesh, soul and heart......

"Concubines and husbands can see souls. And I also know that there are ghosts who are not monsters"

Unlike undead like [Spirit] and [Necromancer (Reis)] seen in cemeteries, dungeons, etc.

"A ghost is like a peeling ice (soul) that has lost its vessel (flesh) and has a residue of liquid (mind) wrapped around it. If that remnant disappears, it disappears somewhere as an innocent soul. It usually disappears with the death of the flesh rather than. The remnants of it are commonly said to be untrained, without which they simply disappear peacefully."

Listening to that story, I wonder which religion's outlook on death is close.

It was a difficult story for me to tell when I was just fifteen.

"And resentment is like boiling water if you say so"

"Water?"

"I wonder if some of the components of the liquid (mind) have degenerated. Especially a heart that died with strong grudges and fears can be well boiled. Of course, you can still have grudges and fears when you're alive, but... well, there's no big problem while you're alive. Somewhat to the point of leaking negative thoughts about living spirits."

... Ray's [Purple Grievance Runaway A] absorbed not only the resentment of the dead, but also the negative thoughts emitted by the living.

"But unless you die. Resentment, the fruit of the heart, also greatly alters the flesh and soul of the dead"

Persepone said so and then drank up the juice in the vessel.

"... Phew. For example, if you pour hot water (resentment) into a vessel (flesh) that contains nothing, it can also be a difficult vessel to hold in your hand. This is called an undead monster. It's not the kind of magical ceremony your husband would do."

Persepone said, "Oh. Some patterns make an item of curse with resentment," he continued, then pinching the remaining ice in the cup.

"Then the soul of the dead...... what happens when you throw this ice into boiling water?

"... it will no longer melt"

"Correct. If the water (resentment) is warm, it may remain as an undead such as [spirit], but hot water...... intense resentment melts the soul without a trace and mixes it with resentment. Then there's nothing left. At least it never disappears calmly like any other soul"

…………

I was a little chilled by the word that my soul dissolves into resentment.

"Especially since the bad guys continue to suffer from other people's resentment throughout their lives. It melts so it melts quickly."

I remember the Gods Mays Bandits.

Evil treachery was overlaid from his lifetime, and after his death he turned himself into an undead monster.

That [grudging cowhorse gozmaize] really did that...... wasn't it a monster where the soul of the bad guy melted into resentment?

If so, I feel that Nemesis's Revenge is on Me, which accumulated damage on the maize opponent, could also be commonly used by [Gozmaize].

"During his journey to fulfill his purpose, his husband was also turning away resentments that could melt his innocent soul. But there are places all over the world where resentment builds up, where it is created anew by people's businesses and can't be erased no matter how they scratch it. And they continue to adversely affect the soul. - That's why your husband helped Franklin."

And Persepone started telling me the part I wanted to hear the most.

"Because if a mechanism were established to attract resentment and convert it into energy, resentment in this world would itself decrease. Hooray if you could spread it globally. There will be no more of your husband's extra work, and less of the innocent souls that your husband should save will disappear."

Persepone smiled and said so, then looked a little sunken.

"Well, as you know, that just turned out to get more dense of resentment and rampant. An automatic resentment buildup device… it was a huge failure that turned out to be the opposite of what it was all about."

…………

"Don't look like that. There is nothing wrong with that. It just means that there were limits in the world of souls that people couldn't handle with their technology. That's no different in science or magic."

... Indeed.

Both the sister of the scientific approach and the [Great Necromancer] maize of the magical approach, the result was a runoff.

Maybe that means you shouldn't get your hands on the detour.

"My husband is still on symptomatic treatment because he has no choice. Even though there's nothing serious about it, I'm even going around erasing the resentment buildup. Totally... my husband is carrying too much."

Persepone talks smudgingly and sighs.

But the look on her face like that is somewhere delightful and looks far from her apparent age.

And... I had a question that I had been listening to.

"... two more, may I ask?

"Allow it."

"Talking about it, [Pluto] Benetnache seems to be very busy... What's the login time?

"Convert it to the other time, like two or two hours a day (...). Minimum diet, excretion and bathing. Everything else is here (...)"

…………

With that answer, I still thought I had to throw in another question as well.

That's still [Pluto] 's reason.

In a series of Persephone stories, I found out that [Pluto] was doing it.

- It also reduces the loss of the innocent soul your husband should save.

That word Persephone leaked in the middle of the conversation is the core.

Save your soul.

I'm sure he was thinking that it was the 'new eternal raw' that sought the beads of Cortana that could not save his soul.

Cooperation with and purification of resentment accumulation everywhere, and collection of beads. With so much effort, he is trying to save his soul.

But I don't know why.

He wants to save the dead and immerse himself in his sense of accomplishment… what a person.

I saw him from time to time in that Triangle of Wisdom, and he didn't look like he was having fun at one time or another.

I always seemed tired, with a wrecked face, feeling responsible for myself.

And it seems he's even sacrificing real life to carry out those activities.

In conclusion - no matter what he thinks, he doesn't enjoy < Infinite Dendrogram >.

I'm not thinking of Infinite Dendrogram as a game, either, at Maiden's.

But to 'save the soul of the dead with this < Infinite Dendrogram >'... I can't imitate throwing away everything in my real life.

< Infinite Dendrogram > and Real.

Because they are both worlds in which I live.

But the specific gravity of the world to him seems to be skewed only by this one.

"How could he do that...?

Running around to the desert with this < Infinite Dendrogram >, sacrificing real life, what does he want?

Why, are you trying to save your soul?

the answer. Persephone said

"... have we talked a little too much? I can't tell you that answer."

You didn't answer me.

"I don't understand you saying that. My husband and I have different roots."

"What is it..."

"I'm sure the only thing I can understand is that I can crush my heart for this world and still not break it (...) < master >. I don't know if he's anywhere but your husband."

One friend's face came to mind in Persephone's words.

Or maybe he could... understand.

When you think like that,

…… Hugo! "

"Looks like we're done here. Hmm, is this the [Murder Princess]? Much more... I'm showing strange signs."

Cuco and Persepone, two Maidens urged me to be vigilant.

At the same time I heard the sound of something breaking and... the roar of the beast.

To be continued