"So, the first question: Although it may be a bit presumptuous to ask such a question, who is the God of your faith?" Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ignoring a sluggish Spandam, I said to Carol, who was also confused.

According to some of the texts in the Book of the Dead, as well as information I have recently received, almost all people from other worlds choose their own gods at the age of fifteen at their coming-of-age ceremony, and thus become believers in a certain sect.

In this otherworld where magic exists, choosing the gods you believe in is not just a matter of talking.

Not only do they require very complex procedures, but even some sects have their own unique trials of believers to select members.

Similar to the Holy See, their god of worship is 'Castinger, the god of light'.

The core doctrine of the Holy See is to dispel evil and protect the people. It is precisely because of this that most of the trials of believers in the Holy See are crusades against the undead and the like.

And the reason why the Holy See hates the undead so much is also helpless.

Because thousands of years ago, the power of the previous undead king was so strong that he ruled almost the entire Patrick continent, and the country was swept by the undead... Basically, there will be no living people.

As a result, from about that time onwards, the undead became evil itself.

However, I would like to leave this matter aside for the time being.

Becoming a citizen of God is not unrewarding, and depending on your faith, there are different levels of 'God-given power'.

For example, if you join the sect of the Goddess of Elements, you can obtain different degrees of elemental affinity, if you join the sect of the Goddess of Life, you can have vitality far beyond ordinary people, and if you join the sect of the God of Wisdom, you can even gain the ability to accelerate chanting magic.

And the advantages of such a powerful religious group as the Holy See that believes in God are self-evident.

Believing in the Lord God of Light as the main deity, not only can he gain the affinity of the Light Element, but he can also use unique spells or martial arts called 'Divine Arts' or 'Holy Techniques' to become a powerful person such as 'Holy Light Knight' or 'Divine Word Sacrifice'.

Its strong foundation can even easily make an ordinary person ascend to the sky in one step.

The benefits of a bonus ability like this game setting are self-evident and make the world more colorful.

But to a time-traveler like me, it's actually a tempting trap.

Judging from the literature of the Book of the Dead, it is not difficult to find that creatures from other worlds, whether humans or demons, rely too much on so-called magic.

Admittedly, even in my opinion, this supernatural power is really a convenient ability.

Although there is a suspicion that standing and talking does not hurt the back, the so-called adversity produces talents, and being too comfortable is a constraint.

Even in terms of recorded documents, the history of the development of the other world is indeed far beyond my original world, but in such a long time, its pace of progress is not even the hundreds of years of the industrial revolution.

Of course, I don't have the ambition to change the whole world, I just let him go, I just want to take care of my own two or three things.

"The god I believe in is Dirij, the god of shadows, and in theory, he is actually a rival to the god of light."

Carol scratched her head a little embarrassedly, but said firmly.

It was a bit of a surprise to me, but it made sense, I thought that since Carol didn't mind Spandam, the faith would probably be a sect of all born equal in its doctrine, as was the case with the Order of the Goddess of Life or the Goddess of Night.

But it may have turned out to be better than I expected, and it will help my plans for the future.

Very good answer, then I can skip all the questions I was going to ask.

"End of Q&A. Well, as you may have noticed, as you can see, Spandam is actually a magic sword."

"Huh?!Is it a magic sword?".

"Partner, how can you sue... Huh?!".

Carol looked shocked and said suspiciously.

This guy can't be mentally retarded, right? Isn't it a magic sword that can speak? Your sword can speak?!!

Fortunately, this is in a small alley, otherwise the return rate is really not 100%. I have to say that Carol's nerves are so big that even Spandam himself panicked.

"Hey, what do you think?"

"I thought Mr. Spandam was probably a holy sword or something, because I had a friend whose sword could also talk."

Holy Sword?!

What if he makes sense......

Since the magic sword can speak, then it is natural that the holy sword can speak, I didn't even expect this stubble.

"Uh, well, none of that matters. Since you are a brave man, I actually have something to discuss with you."

Wow.. It's not good, if this is killed, it should be considered death because of paying the IQ tax.

But since that's all that has been said, it's unlikely that you'll give up halfway. After telling Spendham to get ready for battle through the soul link, I took off my helmet.

"Skeletons.. No, are you actually a wise undead? Eshuin, and Mr. Morphis Pandam is also ......."

The moment he saw my body, Carol's eyes sharpened.

As if thinking of something, the brave man slowly put his hand on the hilt of the sword behind him and looked at me solemnly.

The originally quiet alley became even more silent and eerie, although Carol had not moved for the time being, but near his body, a faint air flow had appeared out of thin air.

For a figure of the level of a brave, if you start fighting, it is estimated that it will only be a matter of moments.

"You're not the one who can make a move, Carol. This is a gathering place for human beings, and since I dare to blow up my identity, I will naturally have a means of escape, and even, during this time of fighting, I can cause extensive destruction."

After a pause, I said again, "Brave, so... Do you dare to bet?".

With every word I spoke, Carol's face darkened, and it seemed that he had also thought of the reason why I dared to reveal my identity unscrupulously, and was afraid of it.

Call.. It's great that Carol isn't just a powerful fool.

To tell the truth, since I encountered the Waste Demon Sword, I don't dare to believe the IQ of the powerhouse in the other world, if this is inexplicably hacked to death by Carol, who doesn't know the truth, it will be really wronged.

"Evil undead... No, you're a little different from those wise undead, Aeshuin, what the hell are you thinking about?"

Carol looked at me solemnly and sighed helplessly.

After seeing that I had made it clear, he threw his sword to the ground and raised his hand in surrender.

is worthy of being a brave man, and the professionalism of self-consciousness is high, I obviously said such things, and I can still discard my own weapons. If nothing else, it is estimated that he intends to use his own sacrifice to save the residents of the entire White Oak Town.

"As I said, Spandam is the magic sword. And I am the master of Spendham, the superior. Wise Undead!"

Looking at Carol's more and more solemn expression, I nodded contentedly.

[Hey, Spandam, you guy.] Under the background of this kind of line atmosphere, don't you have the desire to cooperate with me to occupy the scene?! You are giving me a quick transformation, hurry up, I am embarrassed and about to commit cancer. ]

[Oh——! transformation isn't it, although I don't know what you're going to do, partner, so stay tuned for Uncle Ben's gorgeous transformation]

If you don't take into account the lines of the magic girl of the waste magic sword, the plan goes quite smoothly.

Well.. It's just to make the waste magic sword a real gesture.

Although the character of the Waste Demon Sword is not very good, even if it is useless, it is still the original soul creation of the previous King of the Undead, no matter how casual it is, it can't be a rusty little long sword.

"Soundbarrier".

casually lay a small silenced enchantment in the alley, and it's almost time for the protagonist to appear.

In the dim light, the rust on Spendham's body gradually peeled off, revealing the delicate sword body that was originally pitch black.

The gray wind pressure surrounded Spandam, gradually forming a cocoon to envelop it, and after a few seconds, the clods of earth that had solidified into stone at the hilt of the sword gradually deformed and transformed into a bone dragon hovering over the hilt.......

"Hiss, whin, roar, ——!"

I knew that Spandam would scream a few times as an appearance sound.

Yes.. Fortunately, it is mentioned that a silenced enchantment has been set up, and the broken character of this sword is clear at a glance.

In the void eyes of the bone dragon, a cold soul fire gradually ignited, as if it wanted to devour any living beings around it. As a sword spirit, Spandam is actually this primeval-level gray ice bone dragon hovering over the sword body.

The primeval-level undead who once single-handedly destroyed the entire Elven Empire, "Winter of Pompeii" - Spendham.

Debut.