Moto Sekai Ichi’i no Sub-chara Ikusei Nikki

A week later, Joey finally decided to get ready.

There were various conflicts. However, the more you think about it, the deeper and deeper the words of Arc Paradise permeate your body.

It is the lust for knowledge that drives people mad.

Before I even realized it, I was mad. That awareness was born in her.

"--We are eager to handle such a big topic among the newcomers, so am I. I know how it feels. Well, if it's true, it's interesting news. However, it lacked persuasion. First, take the back, then we'll talk.”

When Joey submitted the article to the editor-in-chief for a week, the editor-in-chief lightly applied it.

A ruthless and clerical response to the big news of the century with little reaction.

Of course. It is rare for someone to believe that a stampede will happen suddenly. It also came from a new reporter.

Unhappy with the editor-in-chief's attitude, Joey quickly headed to the rear.

I have already gotten advice from the arc on backing. Just aim for the court sorcerer or knight who's in and out of the Firth Test.

"Hey, oniisan alone?" If you like, we can have a drink together. "

... if only I had decided to be prepared, the rest would have been terribly easy.

Joey investigates the knights belonging to the First Knights who seem to be immune to women, and decides on a honey trap aimed at being alone.

The knight was stunned. I feel better about Joey's moody attitude, drink as recommended, and get so drunk that my memory flies. The sake that came out was mixed with more sake.

…………

Joey moves to the inn's room... and insists on seeing the "slave collar" that he would possess if he were a knight.

The Knight, who had been removed from the Inventory for some reason, was immediately attached to it. A drunk knight doesn't even know what happened to him.

And by Joey's command, the Knight washed away and spoke.

Predicted stampede occurrence points, manning plans for the day, and battle force allocation. Everything a knight knows.

"Thank you very much. Have a good night."

When Joey finished asking for the information he needed, Joey dismantled the knight's slavery, grabbed the knight by the collar of the slave, and quietly left the room.

It worked many times better than I expected. I was dumbfounded that evil was so simple.

When she left the inn and walked out to the people who were going to the royal capital at night - the unexpected pleasure shook her body.

You have committed a clear criminal act for your own ends.

The sense of accomplishment was unusual.

I no longer think much of sin.

She became a total psychopath. I was aware of it. There's no escaping it, and there's no need to.

I was able to say that it was fine. It's kind of like this anyway, so this is it.

"Editor-in-Chief! We've got the back!" Information that only relevant parties can know. "

I see.

Visit the editor-in-chief's office after work.

The editor-in-chief stood still in the chair as if waiting for Joey.

“Joey, do you know this story?”

"What? Suddenly?"

"It's about the sigh of God."

“No, it's the first time I've heard of it.”

In the dim editor-in-chief's room, the two exchanged words confronting each other.

"The gods are not feeling well, so I sighed."

Yes.

“What do you think happened?”

"Um...?"

There was a big tornado, and a lot of people died.

“In other words, power comes with responsibility?”

“That's not all. There's more to this story.”

Haha

"The truth is--"

The editor-in-chief takes a step forward and keeps on saying what he looks like.

"God didn't sigh. If I sighed, it was just like that."

"... that's..."

Joey took a step back.

Along with that, the opponent took a step forward.

"God wanted to kill a lot of people with a tornado. This is the truth. And the one who tells the truth... can no longer be found in this world."

"......!"

Suddenly the editor-in-chief changed his tone, and Joey ran backwards, feeling danger.

Immediately thereafter - Joey's consciousness dimmed with the impact on his back.

Ah, refreshing.

The last voice I heard wasn't that of the editor-in-chief... it was that of a woman I didn't know.

◇◇◇

"- Come on, stand up. I'll shout later. Choose between the Emperor or Spica. You want to be refreshed, don't you?"

A scene I have dreamed of many times.

She always feels this gentle, ruthless voice just before she wakes up.

Then you open your eyelids with a pleasant, soaring heart.

"Are you brainwashed, too?" "Finally, I can hear you." "Recover." It looks painful. "

He rebels against the many words he gave that day and bites happiness.

She let out a sigh of "ahhh", and she couldn't bear it and hugged herself.

The brightest moment of my life must have been that time. She was sure of that.

It wasn't a stupid life. That's why I'm sure.

Too dazzling light grabbed her by the fallen hand and burned down the tree of hell to tie it down.

"...... Seven-sama......"

The name which he believes in and worships.

If anyone could rescue a man who had fallen into hell, it should be called God.

Therefore, in her, he is the one and only God.

Her name is Casablanca, an assassin who sees herself as an apostle of God.

And still today, the Apostle of God begins his activity.

Casablanca felt close to God even as she summoned [Demonic Summoning] Wraith and [Change].

The same way that the Second Firth Test turned into a Seven is also true of Wraith. Casablanca believed that by acting for God using this Leith, he could become a better apostle of God.

"To the fool, the hammer of God..."

Arc Paradise and new reporter Joey were under Casablanca's watch.

Whose wisdom could have predicted that the two of them would act?

After all the preparations, Casablanca enters the darkness of Vinston, King of the Night.

No one will be able to count her anymore.

After receiving the divine revelation, I "tame" Wraith, the assassin of all nine stages of "Assassination Technique".



Hey, Second, do you think allusions work?

"What's the matter?"

When I finished my quota for today and came home, the winfield waiting in the living room suddenly asked me that.

Is something wrong? She hasn't talked much about how busy she is with me lately. Most of them said things like "Dungeon, good work, Chu Chu", but Yukari was just about to find out and [repatriate].

Well, isn't it working?

It is, isn't it?

Replying to Texto, Winfield nodded in satisfaction. What the hell?

So, if you think you're an abnormal person, do you think you can become an abnormal person?

"What's the matter? Seriously?"

No, I'm just curious.

Winfield is usually a spirit who doesn't do anything meaningless. I'm sure this question has something to do with her. Maybe depending on my answers, it's going to affect something else.

If I believe myself to be an anomaly, can I become an anomaly? "That's not true..."

"I can't. It's an imitation when I realize the anomaly." Abnormalities are created for the first time when compared to normal. It may be normal for someone to have an anomaly, so even if I can be a paranormal, I can't be a total anomaly. ”

"Ufu, ufufufu! Right!"

Thinking about it and answering, Winfield nodded happily. So what is this?

"So, do you think you can become an apostle of God if you think of yourself as an apostle of God?"

…………

Don't say anything anymore.

"I can be."

What's your heart like?

"With my world number one and the champagny lady."

Yeah! That's right.

Self-awareness is important, and there is a belief that no matter who tells you what, it can be penetrated. As long as you keep it, you'll be a good girl. Any kind of anomaly.

Well, finally, okay.

"Yes, yes."

What do you think I should do to become a psychopath?

Huh? Huh?

I don't know what makes you a psychopath, but the flow of the story is that you're talking about someone who's like an apostle of God? Well...

“It's about keeping an eye on normality. If that's all you can see, it's already gone."

"... fufufufu!"

Winfield put his hands together in front of his chest and smiled happily.

Now, have you finished the Henkenko survey? I can't ask what my answers will lead to in the future.

"Let that person live."

There, I heard some noise. Let's not dare to touch it.

That's not the point now.

Tomorrow, Sylvia's spirit strength is about to reach 45000!

If Sylvia, Eco, and Laz mastered the "turnaround", the breadth of the strategy would be greatly expanded, and my burden would be somewhat reduced.

No, I'm looking forward to tomorrow.

"Ah, Second, Ark Paradise,"

Huh? Ark?

"Yeah, I was manipulating the reporters, inciting the people, causing a riot, trying to break out of prison." Looks like you said you wanted to see the reaction of the second, but half of it was a lie, right? I mean, I'm conscious, half-a-different, psychotic. "



Oh, my God, did that happen underwater? It's a pain in the ass. I don't know.

"Still want to be your companion?" Second, "

"Ahh..."

I knew you'd see through it.

"I won't refuse favor." It's both a beauty and a drawback for Second Miss, isn't it? ”

See how far I could see, Rikishi.

Now, let's tell you the truth for a second.

Well, I need you to poke me there.



If you've only loved me for years and studied the ruins, maybe I'll jump in even if I know I'm going to lose?

Along with the weaknesses she pointed out, she was already spending a lot of time together.

We need to get along. What is the weak part of myself?

"Yeah, sure. Second, look forward to the day." their final destination...... right? "

"... yes"

I don't really know what it is, but I don't know what it is any more than a nod if they say so.

However, as I gradually got ready, I was looking forward to Stampede.

No matter where I went, I could only see it as a game...... and I was going to reflect on it a little bit.