It's a secluded area that belongs to a vast snowfield.

Miss Sorcerer from another world, Zela doesn't know if there's a mark on the map of her location, but it's probably still near 'Odense', which should be true.

There were no voices, no shadows of vehicles, not even the sight of small animals.

It's clear that this place is shrouded in magic.

- 'Idlers disperse'.

And it's the level of a super large range after the effect of the technique has been improved and amplified.

（…… Well, this is the last one. ）

After retracting the hand attached to the trunk of the tree, and parting ways with the two master servants of Orels and Sylvia, Zela came to the end of the journey and began to investigate and set up the 'ritual ground'.

It took several weeks to get a satisfactory result.

On this land of wind and snow.

On the outskirts of this castle called Þesko.

In this 'primordial lake', known as the 'Territory of Odinus'.

In anticipation of the changes that followed, Zela has already made her mark on these important places.

(Whew...... I don't think anyone else would have thought that in this tourist destination, which has a history of hundreds of years and continues to be more of a tourist attraction, there would be a secret to the transformation of a god...... ）

The brown-haired witch guessed as she stretched.

Even before she arrived here, she didn't have 100% absoluteness.

But the moment Zela stood in the center of the frozen lake, she was completely sure.

The throbbing from the depths of the soul and the sense of disobedience of being rejected by the world are the best proofs.

Prove that this is the 'place to go' she is looking for.

The route that has been traveled so far has finally come to this final location.

(though...... What is the so-called "wisdom"? Don't...... ）

Keeping her thinking and tilting her head, Zela's breathing became melodious and long.

I don't know how long ago, perhaps before the area was inhabited, 'a young girl' performed an unknown mysterious ritual here.

She gouged out her right eye with her own hands and threw it to the bottom of the lake as a sacrifice.

Through this act of emulating mythology, full of systematic rituals, 'her' flesh is sublimated.

Then, the 'maiden' with 'wisdom' became 'Otinus'.

Became a "Demon God".

This is the closest thing to the truth that Zela has come up with after sorting out her past memories and legends of reality.

And she came to such a special place for only one purpose.

It's just to get the 'parameters' when that 'girl' achieves the demon god.。

Of course, these are not things that can be simply digitized, let alone items that can be easily obtained.

That's why Zela has set up the 'scene' here in advance.

She didn't make the decision to become a demon god out of whims.

(Let me think about it...... In addition to "Othinus", there are also "monks", "mothers", and "Nephthys" in 'there'...... ）

Recalling a few names that he still has an impression of and will be quite active in the future, Zela clearly knows that there is more than one demon god in this world.

In that case, since so many 'troublemakers' can be born since the formation of civilization, it also confirms a little from the side.

Here, in this world, the possibility of a magician becoming a demon god is not infinitely close to zero.

She also has this possibility.

Now is the most important and dangerous time to realize this possibility.

As she set off towards the lake, Zela couldn't help but think back to the advice of Orels a few days ago.

As the would-be demon god warned, no one would want to let others peek into their biggest secrets at will, let alone a true demon god.

What Zela wanted to do was to stand on the opposite side of the demon god Eutinus.

But she couldn't just run to Eutinus so defenselessly and innocently say to her, "Please let me study how you became a demon god." "That's the kind of thing you can say.

Not to mention whether Zela can or not, and how much time it will take to find Eutinus, once the other party is on guard, it will be even more difficult for her plan to carry it out.

She's not like Aresta, who can spend decades planning slowly and waiting for the perfect moment.

She still has a world that needs to be returned to as soon as possible, and there are promises that must be fulfilled.

And as her own strength increases, the part of her soul belonging to 'Flanda' can feel more and more, and the closer she gets to her original 'death period', the stronger the sense of rejection and distortion in her body.

Last year, it wasn't obvious, but this year I have a clear and substantial premonition.

There were similar 'Deaths' in the previous world, so Zela herself had some guesses.

It's just that its own strength is not enough to confront the 'world', or the so-called 'revision' is at work.

This is also one of the reasons why she resolutely chose to embark on the path of the demon god.

Only with the strength to change everything can she choose the 'ending' she wants in the 'story'.

With these things clear to her mind again, Zela's figure gradually approached the heart of the Fountain of Wisdom.

The rustling of snow is replaced by the echo of stepping on the ice.

This also means that the time for gossip is almost over.

（…… Yui, let's go according to our plan, I'll leave it to you. ）

(I see!) Mom! It's just that...... ）

It's just that......

Is it really okay?

Knowing Zela's plans and intelligence, as well as the 'people' who are very, very likely to face this time, are far from comparable to the past.

Yui's image of wanting to speak and stop vaguely appeared in the void.

（…… It's okay. ）

Holding the little goblin in the palm of her hand, Zela understood that the child's worries were justified.

But.

(Have you forgotten that it's only a part of 'me' here?) And...... ）

(The 'God of Magic' isn't that far away for 'us.') ）

The soft, confident words gradually calmed the elf's uneasiness.

Oh, yes.

'She' is no longer the little girl who can only run freely in the virtual world.

And 'she' is not the management support program that can only imitate human emotions.

The refreshed little one nodded heavily.

(Hmmm!) ）

All right.

Then it will really be the moment to decide the direction of fate.

A white breath spread around his mouth.

Ready, Zela crouched down and pressed her hands to the surface of the lake.

Obscure spells drive the flow of magic.

The next moment, a cyan glow appeared from the bottom of the lake.

The world covered in silver and white has produced countless rifts.

- Click, click, click!!

'Change'.

appeared.