Chapter 256
During that time, Ather had been deep in thought.
No matter how I think about it, it's obvious that I’ve been given a role.
He had hurled curses at the Evil God and challenged him to a duel—and yet he was still perfectly fine.
That role might just be that of a plaything, but he had a bad feeling about it.
More than anything, Argio had shown him his heart.
That’s not the kind of mercy you show to a mere toy.
So then, did the Evil God truly want him to open the tomb?
Or does he simply not care?
His long contemplation made Ather’s days monotonous.
He would charge in, trying to read the Evil God’s true intentions, get thoroughly beaten, survive again, study the ruins, and ponder the future.
Then one day, a small and fragile presence entered the Evil God’s tomb.
“...Hero...?”