Chapter 57 : Chapter 57
Chapter 57 : ‘Let’s talk about future matters in the future~"
To be honest, the 【Corpse Bearer】 was already considered among the larger types of corpse puppets.
On average, each one stood three to four meters tall, requiring the limbs and remains of dozens of people to be stitched together.
And the large-scale 【Corpse Bearers】 specialized with blood patterns, capable of using magic, were even more so.
Their nearly seven-meter height marked the upper limit of conventional puppet sizes.
Then there was the true, ultra-large 【Corpse Bearer】 controlled by the black-robed man, born from fusing all the large-scale Corpse Bearers with the blood-red orb.
Its dozens-of-meters height even surpassed a certain Gundam from anime.
A thing like that would be incredibly troublesome even for the Night Watch to handle, possibly requiring the assistance of the Church to defeat it.
So when he assembled this thing, the black-robed man thought he had it in the bag.
A half-breed demon, reduced to skulking in human cities with a pathetically weak physique, even paired with a slightly—okay, maybe a teensy bit—troublesome genius angel, had no chance of defeating him.
For a moment, the black-robed man even felt that his faction leader, having lingered too long in a position of power, had been corrupted by worldly authority, unable to hear the voice of Mother Goddess.
That was why he’d ordered him to only keep tabs on that demon and not act unless absolutely necessary.
Yes, in truth, the black-robed man’s mission had always been to discreetly collect human corpses and souls.
Aside from the premeditated opportunity to abduct a high-ranking elf, targeting Iphilia and Aimiya was entirely his own plan!
His original idea was to quickly obtain the corpses and souls of an angel and a demon to prove himself within the organization, while also building support for his eventual coup.
Thus, until the Eye of Leviathan descended, he had always been brimming with confidence.
But now, watching a hundred-meter-tall, mountain-like Cerberus, wreathed in magma and flames, charging toward him with ferocious momentum, the black-robed man realized for the first time that he was wrong—horribly, laughably wrong!
“What kind of joke is this?! How could that demon possibly command Cerberus?! Isn’t that beast supposed to obey only Satan, the Lord of Hell?!”
Seeing Cerberus leap effortlessly to his front with a single bound, feeling the near-tangible killing intent washing over him, the black-robed man felt his head was about to explode.
He screamed hoarsely, voicing the shared question in the minds of everyone present except Iphilia.
To this, Iphilia could only helplessly explain: Kids, your intel is way outdated.
Two years ago, it was true that Cerberus only obeyed her Stinky Old Dad.
But ever since her dad had her as a daughter, Iphilia’s commands took top priority for Cerberus! Sometimes, it would even defy her dad’s orders for her sake.
Still, the look of disbelief mixed with despair on the black-robed man’s face made Iphilia feel particularly smug! Too bad she’d arrived a bit late—had Aimiya not saved her back in that alley, Iphilia would’ve made the black-robed man feel the pressure of Cerberus right then and there.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it! I haven’t witnessed Mother Goddess’s descent—how can I die here?!”
The black-robed man manipulated the giant Corpse Bearer, swinging its arms toward Cerberus in a desperate final stand.
But such feeble resistance was, to Cerberus… well, about as threatening as tossing it a couple of bones.
Cerberus’s three massive heads reared high, tearing the giant Corpse Bearer’s arms to shreds in a few swift bites.
The already fragmented remains became even more brittle after being ripped apart by Cerberus, countless human fragments scattering through the air.
Watching this eerie scene, Iphilia couldn’t help but wonder if this counted as desecrating the dead and whether she should grab a couple of wooden fish to knock for penance.
『Oh, whatever! I’m already a demon—what do I care about merit?!』
While Iphilia was mulling over this utterly shameless thought, Aimiya, held in her arms, silently stared at Iphilia’s adorable, pensive face.
Naturally, Aimiya wasn’t thinking about merit or lack thereof.
She was just a bit shocked to realize: she didn’t actually know Iphilia at all.
No, more accurately, she didn’t know anything about Iphilia’s background as a demon…
She had assumed Iphilia came to the human world because she had no friends in Hell, inheriting just some ordinary demon blood.
But now, it seemed her identity was far more intriguing…
Able to freely command Cerberus, a beast only Satan, the Lord of Hell, could control; a half-breed of demon and some other race; and she’d mentioned her uncle was pretty impressive… Could she be the daughter of some Hell Lord?
And not just any Hell Lord, but a seriously powerful one—otherwise, she couldn’t possibly command Cerberus…
Thinking about it, a plain old two-winged angel like herself really didn’t match up.
After all, a Hell Lord’s status in Hell was roughly equivalent to a six-winged archangel in Heaven…
Such a massive gap in status…
Just thinking about it was thrilling!!!
A reverse conquest, huh! A lower-status (relatively speaking) pursuing a higher-status figure! Just the thought was… pfft, thrilling for an angel! Right?!
Unbeknownst to her, Aimiya’s thoughts began veering off into increasingly bizarre territory, the curve of her lips growing ever more mischievous.
She, Aimiya, loved nothing more than a reverse conquest!
Back when she was human, she’d read plenty of romance novels like this.
She just never imagined she’d get the chance to put it into practice herself.
Yup! Iphilia-chan, she was set on chasing her!
As for Brother-chan? Who’s that? Boys, she wasn’t familiar with~
Cough, that was just a joke, of course.
Her love for a certain someone hadn’t faded.
But compared to chasing vague fantasies or unclear fates, Aimiya preferred seizing the moment!
After all, her brother had once told her that present happiness mattered more than anything!
What? What if she actually caught Iphilia and then reunited with Brother-chan? Eh, no big deal~ Let’s talk about future matters in the future, right~
Meanwhile, Iphilia, sitting atop Cerberus: What’s going on? Why do I keep feeling a chill down my spine?