Although Agra is a cowardly, petty, and despicable weakling, the power and authority he wields are real.
The moment he rebelled, several deities joined in his rebellion. If those gods thought victory was impossible, would they have clung to Agra?
Even now, with Agra divided into many pieces and sealed, his authority remains unchanged.
He is still the center of the evil gods and the deity at the core of all wickedness.
Look at how he granted Luca power, ignoring the will of the Void’s evil god. Agra’s power is so immense that it crushes even the thoughts of other gods.
Now, if we twist this thought a little...
If Agra, this weakling, truly wanted to crush someone, could he not easily draw the darkness that’s been pushed outside back into this place?
I posed this question to my grandfather. I thought he would know, since he had actually fought against the evil god Agra.
"What kind of insane thought are you having?!"
My grandfather was horrified as soon as he heard my question.
‘Is it not okay?’
"This isn’t a matter of whether it's okay or not! Lucy! What you're saying means you’re willing to take on the darkness lurking inside the barrier alone!"
‘It’s not that extreme.’
What I meant wasn’t that I was going to face the evil gods alone or anything like that.
That kind of noble sentiment is more suited for Feibi, right?
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"So then what is it? Why are you asking such a thing?"
‘Because this is my mess. At least I should take responsibility for it.’
What I’m trying to do right now is just something idiotic like not running away.
If heavy words like "sacrifice" get involved, it’d be too much to bear.
It would feel like I’m being forced to die.
I really don’t want to die even the slightest bit.
"You really—!"
‘Ah! Seriously! Stop lecturing and just answer me! It’s urgent!’
I don’t have the luxury to persuade you one by one right now! I can’t even tell what’s happening up there, and you’re going to keep whining forever!?
"But..."
‘I can’t trust you?!’
"...Fine. It will happen. It’s just speculation, but still."
‘That’s enough!’
After getting the confirmation, I used Luca’s blunt weapon’s shock to quickly retreat.
"Already tired?"
"What are you talking about?♡ I'm not a premature ejaculator like you♡"
I knew it was possible to provoke Agra and gather energy. But that doesn’t mean I should just recklessly gather it.
If I did, I would definitely die—me, the idiot swordsman next to me, or that old hag over there.
So, I need to do something.
I need to make sure that the immense energy within this barrier can stay here and endure.
I need to make the best possible ending, not just a dirty one.
"Idiot swordsman. Help that old hag over there. At this rate, she’ll die without even leaving a will."
"Huh? Lucy. But—"
Freya tilted her head, seemingly about to argue, but when she saw my face, she just nodded and moved swiftly.
I’m glad she listens to me. Hmm. No, I can ask later. For now, it’s enough that I’ve removed the variables.
"Perverted professor♡ Do you know what that Uncle Fetishist thinks of you?♡"
"Are you trying to buy time with nonsense? I’d welcome it, but."
"You’re weird, but not a bastard♡ Hahaha♡ Isn’t it hilarious?♡ You swore an oath and sold your soul to a retard, and yet you’re not a bastard?♡"
The plan starts with throwing Luca off balance. I can’t let him keep making rational decisions.
If his tiny brain keeps working properly, the foundation of my plan will collapse.
"Ah♡ Right♡ And that person thinks of you like a benefactor?♡ They said you could become the Sword Saint because of him?♡ Hahaha♡"
"Is that so? Hahaha. That’s quite an honor. To be the benefactor of the Sword Saint."
"So♡ The ugly you just wanted to kill him because you were jealous of his talent, but benefactor?!♡ It’s lucky for you that your skills are so poor♡ Right?♡ If you were just a little better, the current Sword Saint wouldn’t exist♡"
Luca laughs indifferently, but it’s clear his insides are twisting.
How do I know? Because I can feel the satisfaction welling up. The satisfaction from the Mesugaki skill, proving that the opponent is pissed off because of me.
"Why don’t you just stick to that horny woman now?♡ Isn’t she the greatest achievement of your life?♡"
"It’s too late. It would’ve been nice if you’d told me that months ago."
"Yeah♡ If you were a pathetic pervert like you, you’d be rushing over and licking her feet right now♡ Maybe that Fetishist would’ve liked it if you sucked on his toes?♡"
"...True."
"Ah~♡ That was impossible, huh?♡ A thin fool like you just doesn’t fit with that Fetishist, huh?♡ You don’t work as a human, and you don’t work as a man, so a useless loser like you should just jerk off alone in your room♡ Right?♡"
I let Luca know that the person he’s obsessed with has no interest in him at all, and for a moment, Luca’s expression disappeared.
Heh. Normally, Luca wouldn’t react to such blatant provocation. That disgusting human who’s worn a mask his whole life couldn’t show his true nature so easily.
But now, it’s different. The Luca in front of me is currently possessed by the power of the evil god. Can he really withstand provocation in a state where his rational thinking is already struggling?
"Why the face?♡ The only thing you can do is that, right?♡"
"..."
"So, what do you think you can do with that horny woman?♡ Hahaha♡ Can’t you self-reflect?♡ A stone like you can’t affect the stars♡ Useless!♡"
The energy around us shifts as if it resonates with Luca’s emotions, and Luca charges at me. His weapon hasn’t changed, unlike before.
Good. It looks like his rationality is finally gone. Now, the next step.
Boom!
I grin through the shock transmitted beyond the shield.
"Are you in a hurry?♡ Do you think your pathetic attack will land twice?♡"
There’s a lot of bravado in this statement. I’m not strong enough to casually absorb Luca’s attack after he’s gained the Void’s power.
Normally, Luca would have noticed my bravado, but now, I’m not so sure.
"Then how about this?"
Suddenly, Luca’s body is enveloped in darkness, and his weapon changes. When I saw the daggers in his hands, I couldn’t help but laugh inwardly.
I confirmed that my bravado worked, so now it’s just a simple task.
I’ll lead him.
To the weapon he’ll use.
A weapon I can easily handle.
By making Luca, who’s normally hard to deal with in Soul Academy, into a fool.
Luca’s logic is ultimately about how he can teach me a lesson. If I show him a weakness on purpose, he’ll inevitably fall for it.
"You look like you’re struggling!"
I pretend to be exhausted. I stagger as if it’s hard to block his attack.
"How long do you think you can keep this up?!"
I twist my shield to make a grotesque sound on purpose, pretending that it’s about to break.
"Is this all the light your star produces?!"
I minimize my steps. I deliberately act clumsy, becoming his target.
"Alrn Young Ladyyyyy!"
At the end of this performance, Luca’s hands grasp a double-headed axe.
A weapon that serves as both a spear and an axe. It’s commonly known as a halberd. The worst weapon that will make Luca, the boss, look like an idiot.
As the power of the evil god crashes into my shield, I grit my teeth as I endure the shock.
"You’re such a fool, getting beaten by a loser god and a weakling like me♡"
"What nonsense are you talking about?!"
Luca’s face contorts as he hears my voice, but I don’t respond to him. The one I want to provoke with this taunt isn’t Luca.
"This garbage has no chance of defeating me, so why even use it as a proxy?♡"
The one behind, the one beneath. The wicked one who always watches me. The pathetic pervert, the cowardly and ugly one.
Struggling to win, but destined to crawl at the bottom forever.
"Yeah~ If you knew that, you wouldn’t have gotten your ass beaten by that perverted god, huh?♡"
I imbue my voice with the god’s divinity. I make the shield and mace in my hands shine with divine power.
"Or not?♡ I guess that perverted god isn’t as stupid as I thought.♡"
I illuminate the room with the presence of Agra, the evil god, who would most likely despise this target.
"So why, huh?♡ Why do you keep getting beaten and clinging to me like this?♡ Why don’t you even think?♡"
Luca’s eyes, which had been listening to my words, had turned black.
No. I shouldn’t be calling him Luca anymore.
Calling that fool Luca now would be an insult to the real Luca.
"Are you a masochist?♡ Aren’t you?♡ You get pleasure from getting beaten, right?♡ Don’t lie!♡ There’s no other explanation for your stupidity♡"
Luca, now completely black, grasps the halberd’s shaft with both hands.
"Hmm♡ If you’re a masochist,♡ is that why you’re clinging to that perverted god? Do you like him?♡ Poor guy~♡ To be tormented by a loser like you♡ For the first time, I feel sorry for that perverted bastard."
Darkness surges over Luca’s weapon.
It’s the power of the Void. But now, it’s the energy that’s escaped from the Void’s control.