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Every sorcery around the wind flies. The wind blades and tornadoes of Shermelhorn, and the demon king defeat them in various sorceries, derailing them and sometimes wiping them out. Neither of them moves almost from the spot, and there is no appearance that his breath is rising by this. I was spiritually hellish just for exercising my magic continuum earlier!

"Fools should have been rambling like fools."

"Huh, I am indeed an idiot. Let's admit it."

Oh, you're a pro idiot, and Kron, who left the front because the Demon King came, squeals with no expression. You accidentally blew it out! What, this lack of nervousness? Even though I still say that I am in a fierce sorcery battle with Shermelhorn vs. the Demon King.

But I think the Demon King's pushing it somehow. Somehow you feel at ease...

"Well, does that mean there's a chance for me to win when I want it?

"... what garbage says"

But it feels like neither of us can strike a decisive blow. By her physical abilities, Shermelhorn successfully exchanges and diverts the opponent's attacks by her special ability to read people's thoughts.

How long have we been doing that for each other? Only time flies without a settlement forever. Has nothing changed in the meantime?

No!

"There's no way people can be gods for the most part! He's remained that race since the moment he was born! He looks like a wasted toddler!

"Shut up, kid! Knew. Knock me out of the wind! Fate can be changed!

"Make it snappy, you high elf!

"You're the one who's making me stubborn, you big, fat prick!

Cursing is intensifying, yes. Are you getting somewhat low-level? Everybody's in shock mode, right?

"There's no right to take Meg's future away from him!

"Huh! There's nothing happier than exercising your power for me!

Oh? It's been my story.

"I was born with high specs... but I can't seem to grow up in a warm environment and use my abilities. There's no point in living!

I feel that Shermelhorn's words had a mix of jealous colors. But I'm just getting frustrated, too, right? I'm thinking of people as tools. That idea!

"It will be useless as it is! There's still a cereal crush that I can't do on my own. All you have to do is follow my instructions! I don't want to complain because it gives me a life I don't have any trouble eating or wearing!!

What do you think people are?

"You should just be thankful that you're keeping them alive, kids, etc!

"... uuuuuuuuu!!

Oh, I'm mad!! Everyone's looking at me with their eyes round, but you don't care!

"If I had just heard, what would I have done? You should be high elf!? It's not like I'm a god, but I'm a god!

"Become...!

I guess it was too unexpected that I was clean. Shermelhorn has no two sentences to say. In the meantime, my screaming never stops.

"Shit, I would never listen to a sheikh's order! I'm so upset with children who don't listen to me! I can't believe the high elves... they were just like the little elves!

"Hey Awesome, Elf......"

Mr. Kron muttered my words repeatedly and unexpectedly. Both the Demon King and Nica look embarrassed.

"You shouldn't be making a distinction! I don't need a high elf! I was an elf! Ortu shu (...) It was my billboard daughter's tiny elf uuuuuuu!!

I breathe on my shoulders. Yes, I'm an elf. I didn't believe it at first. I put it in this town because the blood of the high elves is mixed, but that's just the blood of the house (chi) of the high elves after all. I let him in because he's a relative. That's what this is all about, right? That's why they just recognized me as a high elf. He only talks about high elves and his name is Meg.

"Shit, the elves are easier said than the high elves..."

Oh, I don't know about this. But it's pretty important to me.

A lot of silence flowed. I thought it was something shaky!? Earthquake!? I thought so, but no. This is Mr. Gill shaking.

"Why are you laughing?"

Mr. Gill laughs extra when I scream like that. Surprisingly laughing Uedo, isn't it? Then the Demon King, Kron and Nica, who were watching the sight, laughed out loud, too. Why!

"Don't be hostile, to Meg!

It was the Demon King who said that and turned his smile to me. Then he pulled out his whole body and fixed his standing, turning his body toward Shermelhorn.

"Shermelhorn, do you want to quit now? Don't you think it's crap? Trying to use toddlers, we're fighting over it."

"It's crap about our high elf years of dreams!!

"No, I'm not!

I accidentally pinched my mouth on that kind of Shermelhorn with my voice absurdly. Well, I remember what I told your father before.

"Let me hear it. Why did you want to be a god?

"... a stupid question. You don't know what a moronic creature is."

Mm-hmm. You're stubborn.

"But without that imbecile, you can't be a god?

"... what?

Yes. God is a subject to whom faith can be directed. I heard about the so-called fringe for people to be calm. When you were young, was there a god? I still remember your father telling me that when he asked me that child-specific question and I was so convinced of my childhood. So whatever the truth is, I keep believing in this idea.

"I can't properly call God unless people appreciate me or believe me. If you still want to call yourself God, that's just a name.... Are you appreciated by that moron (...)?

Shermelhorn looked very nasty with a wrinkle between his eyebrows, but never opened his mouth.

"God must be a great man. God, let man rely on himself, pray, and sometimes shrug. It's just an object of devotion to faith. I can't control people."

I honestly have no faith in God. Because you're a former non-religious Japanese. If I insist, I guess I pray to God when I have a stomachache... I mean, that's what it is.

But I believe in God's existence. I'm sure God exists, but he thinks there's nothing to do with people. I just wonder if people are watching each other move of their own free will and spinning through different thoughts. Sometimes I get my hands on a whim or something fails. I'm imagining it that way. That, God in me is quite humane.

So, even if I could be a god, I'm sure I wouldn't be able to do anything. If God is all-powerful, isn't every man, every creature, supposed to be happy? So, so what?

"You don't want to be a god, you want to be yourself"

If that being who you want to be is the dictator who can control people, you have no choice. It's just gonna have to be a war, right? But when that happens, even I stop, albeit with a slight force. Because I aim to be part of the Ortus that makes us all smile. Because the right to overcome a wall that stands on the way is equal to everyone else's.

Having heard my words to the end, Shermelhorn finally opened his mouth, pinching a few seconds of silence.