Ch.151Chapter 151. MeleeSpy Attack Squad (4)

Chapter 151. MeleeSpy Attack Team (4)

The MeleeSpy attack team arrived in Symphonia two days later.

“Pull!”

The iron gate, reinforced even more sturdily after the battle with the manta ray demon, opened. More than forty paladins entered Symphonia Castle, the headquarters of the Tribal Federation.

“Wow, this is a real city!”

“I’ve never seen so many people gathered in one place before.”

“So this is the only paradise on earth, huh?”

“Reminds me of home. Earth, I mean.”

The paladins looked around the Tribal Federation, unable to hide their surprise and joy.

“Where is Lord Malak?”

“Is he still preparing?”

Of course they wouldn’t know I’m a totem—only the Tribal Federation members know that.

The man in black armor standing at the front of the group, MeleeSpy, the leader of the MeleeSpy attack team, walked steadily toward the Tribal Federation leadership.

The way his flag fluttered in his hand was strangely irritating. He’s not some patriotic flag-bearer at a ceremony.

“Ah…!”

An exclamation filled with emotion escaped. It was Rachel, who had been waiting for MeleeSpy… no, EunuchBro the paladin, more eagerly than anyone else.

“Paladin…”

She was so happy that she took off her glasses and tears streamed down her face. Is she really that pleased?

MeleeSpy must have noticed Rachel too, as he stopped walking. Then, wasn’t he looking around at the Tribal Federation leadership?

– Ahem.

Just as the two were about to have their emotional reunion, when I was about to offer a simple welcome greeting.

“You’re wearing black armor. You’re copying my concept.”

MeleeSpy’s gaze was fixed on Isaac the Black Knight.

“What do you mean?”

Confused, Isaac made a dumbfounded expression.

“There cannot be two suns under the same sky. Paint yours white from today. One ‘Knight of Darkness’ is enough.”

“…”

Rachel’s tears dried up instantly.

Ah, this idiot again.

“Someone shut the captain’s mouth.”

“Read the room, will you…”

“This is the strongest paladin?”

“Someone go get DarkYami.”

“We need to bring DeathOdin.”

Complaints erupted from the MeleeSpy attack team. They seemed to have suffered quite a bit under MeleeSpy on their way here.

“DarkYami… pfft!”

“DeathOdin… bwahaha!”

Siwoo and Monkey, standing next to Dina’s special forces, contorted their faces as they desperately tried to hold back their laughter.

“Hnngh…!”

Noah, who turned to see the two men’s crumpled faces, was also loading up a burst of laughter.

No, this can’t happen. If even one person bursts out laughing, this solemn ceremony is over.

The paladins who don’t know that I, Malak, have transferred my consciousness to the totem in Lakye’s arms—unlike the Tribal Federation members—might think, “Well, there’s no god called Malak or whatever, so it’s okay to laugh~” and all start laughing together.

Then Lakye and the other barbarians would get angry about them daring to snicker, and the atmosphere would be completely ruined.

This is a historic moment of meeting. We can’t end it like idiots.

– Paladins, welcome to the Tribal Federation.

“T-the totem spoke?”

“What the?”

I’m used to people’s reactions when they first hear a talking totem.

– I am Malak, God of Wind and Rain, who has descended directly to save the earth. Everyone…

I quickly finished the welcome speech and greeted them.

That was a close call, seriously.

***

After letting the MeleeSpy attack team rest for a day, we started the representative meeting.

Though I called it a “representative meeting” grandly, in reality, it was more like a guild leader gathering to prepare for the final large-scale raid.

The barbarian representatives including Lakye, Kanto, and Paya; the civilized representatives including Harry, Luna, and Rachel; and finally, the Goddess Church representatives Dina, MeleeSpy, and the Holy Maiden took their seats.

“Before we begin, there are some things we need to briefly go over.”

The Holy Maiden started the meeting.

The newly joined possessed people and natives who weren’t part of the leadership don’t know much about the demons’ identity or the evil god Shamishur. I had instructed the Holy Maiden to provide an appropriate explanation before the meeting began.

Setting the context first prevents off-topic questions during the meeting. It would be annoying if someone suddenly asked, “So what is an evil god anyway?”

“…”

“…”

Rachel had been staring intently at MeleeSpy since the moment she sat down. MeleeSpy, whose eyes were hidden by his deeply pulled-down helmet, showed no reaction.

Was he too focused on listening to notice, or did he know but was too awkward to respond?

Well, let’s leave them to resolve their issues on their own.

If this situation continues to affect the meeting, I’ll have to intervene, but it’s fine for now.

Ten minutes passed, and the Holy Maiden finished setting the context.

Dina, who was given the floor, explained the photos and information posted by the community user “OneSlice,” and advocated for an “All-out Capital Battle.”

“So in the end, we need to head toward the capital?”

“That’s right.”

“That’s troublesome. Taking the giant god to the capital won’t be easy.”

Harry stroked his beard.

“The magi will be very dense there. To the point where ordinary people can’t withstand it. Even low-level demons will have power close to mid-level demons there.”

Luna added that there were cases where demons’ levels increased as the magi became denser. Apparently, the mage tower’s magicians had diligently recorded this in the early days of the invasion.

Hmm. This is difficult.

– Is there no way to lure them here?

Before seeing the capital photos sent by OneSlice, I had planned to have the final battle in the capital. I thought that if we just defeated the cloud demon, there would be no one left to unite the demon forces.

But I was wrong. The seven-headed dragon demon used some unknown ability to call demons to the capital and prepared for an all-out war.

Naturally, if we’re going to have an all-out war, it’s best to do it in the Tribal Federation’s front yard. Kanto and his warriors, Paya and the Girl Avengers have done well in hunting and farming items, so we’ve accumulated many weapons.

The magical weapons that couldn’t be used due to lack of magic stones can now be used thanks to Luna’s new magic stones.

After evacuating all civilians, if we use the various weapons here for a defensive battle, we would inevitably have at least a slight advantage.

Additionally, we could save the new magic stones that would be used to move the giant god, allowing Harry to be more effective.

“Luring demons…”

“Perhaps…”

“What if we try this…”

Everyone racked their brains and offered various opinions, but there was no clear solution. Even the Holy Maiden, who had the most information, shook her head.

– Then we’ll set out in three days.

If there’s no way, there’s no way. Let’s just have an all-out war.

I dismissed the representative meeting.

“MeleeSpy.”

Dina verbally caught MeleeSpy, who was trying to escape from Rachel.

“My name is EunuchBro. Forget the community.”

I really want to beat him up.

“…I have something to ask about that community.”

“What is it?”

“About the posts you made… the ‘Traitor Warrior EunuchBro’ series.”

She’s saying the full name. Dina… don’t you have any shame?

Still, I’m interested. What is she trying to say? I listened carefully to their conversation.

“What about it?”

“What are you implying? Some people say that DarkYami in that story is the evil god, and the character ‘she’ is the God of Play. There are also opinions that the character trying to touch Pikochu’s stomach in chapter 5 is Lord Malak. Is that true?”

“Ah, ‘that.’ Many other users have asked about it too. Normally I wouldn’t answer, but you have the ‘qualification,’ so I’ll tell you.”

– …!

The truth about the ‘EunuchBro series’ that many community users have been curious about might be revealed here and now.

“It’s…”

Stop dragging it out and just say it.

“A hobby.”

“What?”

What?

“Creative activity… well, self-actualization would sound better. It’s just a story I’ve been imagining since childhood.”

“…”

– …

“I know. It was quite interesting and fun. But don’t be mistaken. Just as online and offline are different, reality and fiction are different.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a prior engagement.”

Fiction? Self-actualization? What the fuck.

Then what about all the effort and time many users spent trying to analyze that shitty writing…?

– Lakye, let’s go.

“Yes!”

Let’s pretend we didn’t hear that. It’s enough that only Dina and I know this truth.

***

While we were preparing for the all-out war:

[OneSlice: Capital_Update.JPG

(Dark night, capital photo emitting ominous green light)

(Photo of demons arming themselves with armor)

(Photo of worshippers undergoing mutations)

They’re preparing thoroughly. Seems like they’ve cast something like magic over the entire capital.

I’m good at hiding so I’ve been going out occasionally to take photos, but it’s getting difficult now. Still, I think I’ve provided plenty of information.

Everyone be careful, and I hope you win]

OneSlice, who had been acting as a special correspondent, delivered bad news. The demons were getting stronger as time passed.

[MaldeukgoriRestorer: I’ve discovered an underwater temple!]

But there wasn’t only bad news. MaldeukgoriRestorer, who had been diligently carving totems until now, came with good news.