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Until recently, I was confident that I could predict and respond to most things that happened on Earth.

Although there are variables, we can say that most problems can be adequately addressed.

The net that Caria and Johan had created through collaboration was that wide, and I had a lot of cards piled up that I could use, and I thought that if my friends were by my side, I would be able to solve any serious problem that arose.

“Your hospitality is not very good.”

Now I realize how arrogant I was.

There’s no way we can account for all variables.

Reality is a place where crazier things happen than in fiction. The final boss we are supposed to defeat suddenly appears and declares surrender…

No. Is it really my fault for not expecting this?

Wouldn’t it be stranger to expect something like this to happen?

How could I have expected that a disaster that was terrifying the continent would surrender, let alone a pervert like a foolish fox!

“Isn’t it polite to at least give them something to drink?”

My head hurt as I watched Agra, who was being held captive by the power of darkness, whining.

Let’s think about this seriously and calmly. Has there ever been a case like this in a game?

I don’t remember Agra ever intervening in reality, except during boss battles.

Well, that’s clear. Agra didn’t really have that many lines.

“Hey, you cheeky brat. Can’t you hear me?”

No matter how much I think about it, I can’t figure out his intentions at all. This kid hates Armadi.

It will take some determination to bow your head to me, an apostle of Armadi.

…Is that really necessary? After declaring surrender, Agra has become a total enjoyer.

On the outside, he acts calm, but on the inside, isn’t he thinking, ‘Ugh. Surrendering to a lowly creature. My life is completely over!’?

If you keep giggling, I can’t help but get suspicious.

“Hey.”

“You idiot. Are you going to let that idiot keep causing trouble?”

“Oh. Sorry. I didn’t expect this kind of sight either.”

“You really sound like a loner.”

“…I hope you understand my position. How can I be at peace when the Demon King, who tried to kill me in every way, is acting like that?”

It wasn’t just me who was perplexed. My grandfather, too. Erginus, too. Even the Fairy Queen blinked at Agra’s incessant grumbling.

It was quite amusing to see the Queen, who had been acting playful lately, become serious.

If it weren’t for the disaster right before my eyes, I would have smiled with ease.

“I don’t care about this or that, so can I have something to drink? I’m thirsty because I haven’t had anything to drink since I got out of the seal.”

“Should I bring you some pee?”

“If it’s yours, I’ll gladly drink it.”

…Ugh. Is this really the evil god that will destroy the world?

Did the poor guy almost get pushed around and lost by this kind of kid?

Somehow, the nickname ‘sloppy’ didn’t change. It was because he was really sloppy.

‘How do you know that? Grandpa just didn’t know, he might have been that kind of kid back then.’

Even as her grandfather desperately denied reality, Agra opened her mouth and smiled.

“Just kidding. I still want to kill you. We’ve always hated each other since the moment you lifted my curse a long time ago.”

When I first entered the world of Soul Academy, the battle between gods was a story that had nothing to do with me.

At that time, I only went to get my grandfather’s mace in order to survive, and I had no intention of incurring a grudge from the evil god Agra.

But the moment I decided to take a risk to save a child, things changed.

That day, Agra declared me one of her unforgivable enemies, and Armadi came to regard me as a plaything.

If we consider only time, my relationship with Agra is longer than that of my grandfather.

“I am the one who says. Even now, I wish for your end. Is that all? I wish for the end of everything that exists in this world. I wish for the day when no life blooms on the earth. I wish for the day when all beasts die and only silence fills the earth. I fervently wish for the day when nothing exists in the world.”

“Ha. Nonsense. Then you should be the one to die first?”

“I don’t know why you’re saying the obvious. Of course, I’m included in the end. Do you think someone who wishes for the end would fear the end?”

Agra, with her tied arms outstretched, smiles earnestly through the iron bars.

“Archangel. You, the Dark Lord, would know that the impulses of concepts can even consume you.”

“Are you saying that you are like that too?”

“Ah. Of course. I basically wish for my own destruction. That’s why I’m willing to do things that those who could destroy me would hate. If that’s what suits my wishes, I’ll walk towards destruction with a bright smile.”

Agra said that the reason he started the war against Armadi was not only to bring about the destruction of the world, but also because he wanted his own destruction before that.

If I win against Armadi, that’s fine, but if I lose and disappear, that’s fine too.

In any case, Agra was willing to wage war because he believed that he would be able to end it satisfactorily.

“How desperate I was when the warriors showed up and tried to seal me. Isn’t that such a mediocre ending? It was such trash that the viewers would throw trash at it.”

“I know you’re a masochist who wants to harass me, but that’s why you came here.”

“It’s because of my dog-like apostle. I’ve disliked him since long ago, but what he’s trying to do this time is truly terrible. Giving all power to Armadi, who holds the power of the beginning. That can’t be done. That can’t be done. The world won’t end, and I’ll have to meet an ambiguous ending inside Armadi. That’s not acceptable.”

Agra shook his head, saying that he knew he was a bumbling mess who couldn’t do anything right, but he didn’t know that he would live like that until now.

“Are you really an idiot? You’re an apostle. Can’t you handle that properly? You’re a fucking idiot who gets bitten by your pet. That’s really pathetic.”

“What can I do? Because the warriors have sealed me for so long, even the power of the end is on the apostles’ side.”

“Hey~ You’re really a piece of trash, retard? Phew. You begged for the power to look after you, but in the end, you got abandoned. How pitiful~”

“Hmm.”

“I guess you didn’t want to be with an incompetent idiot like you. How did you feel? Did you like hearing that your subordinate was too competent to be satisfied with someone like you? Huh?”

I poured out criticism in the hopes of drawing out the other person’s emotions, but Agra only smiled lightly and showed no other reaction.

That’s not typical of a pervert. When he was sealed, he would try to take revenge in a petty way even if you provoked him a little. Is there some kind of hidden agenda?

“I knew that kind of reaction would come back. It’s not like I’ve done more than one thing to annoy you.”

“Good to know that. Now just stay there. After everything is over, I’ll put the seal back on for you. You idiot.”

“Even if I tell you what the apostle is going to do, you will laugh at me. Your wisdom is innumerable and goes through countless worlds. However,

One thing. There’s something even you don’t know. ”“Ugh. What? You’re a piece of trash with no answers? I know that well, don’t you? ”

“It’s about the curse you have.”

There was no need to elaborate on the word curse, because of all the powers I possessed, there was only one that could be called a curse.

Messagaki Skill. This power tormented Lucy in the past, and now torments me.

“That power is related to your birth and the karma you have.”“Huh. Are you pretending to know when you don’t?”

“The power that Armadi gave you couldn’t completely remove the curse, right?”

…how to do that.

I paused for a moment in embarrassment, then Agra burst into laughter.

“Of course. If that karma comes from the god you serve, how can it be resolved by his own power?”

This curse came from a careless god?

What kind of nonsense is that?

Armadi is a pervert, a fool, an incompetent, and a slacker who can’t even manage his followers properly, but he’s still a good guy. There’s no way he’d be involved in a curse.

Ha. Seriously, this kid can’t even throw a tantrum properly.

If you had said that you did it on purpose because you like messy things, I would have thought you were being a jerk, but I would have suspected you just in case. You idiot.

“If you help me subdue our apostle, I will tell you how to remove your curse. As long as you accept my cooperation, that’s fine.”

“Huh. Is it really possible?”

“Of course. Even though he looks like this, he is a god who divided the world into two.”

“It’s definitely an attractive offer. But I’m going to decline because your expression is so ugly. I hate seeing a piece of trash like you acting all smart and proper.”

I don’t like the Messagaki skill.

If I could get rid of it, I would like to.

But is it so desperate that you would sell your soul to an evil spirit? No.

Anyway, thanks to the Messagaki skill, I’ve been able to survive so far, protect my friends, and help many people.

It’s a matter of love and hate. Rather than bowing down to this piece of shit, I’d rather spend my whole life with the Messagaki skill.

I raised my middle finger and laughed, and Agra raised an eyebrow slightly.

“Look at you, you’re really funny.”

“Even if you say that, I won’t step on it. Because my skin will rot.”

“If you have any questions later, feel free to come ask me. I will always be here waiting for you.”

I snorted at his snickering face and turned away without saying anything.

“They’ll come looking for me soon.”