Would you like to listen to the story of a sinner? 】

The wind and snow were howling, the boundless darkness shrouded the four fields, and the only bonfire was crackling, waving and reflecting the calm face.

At the very edge of the darkness, those brilliant blue lights floated like auroras.

Hades sat expressionlessly by the campfire, the only light, his back against a fallen giant log, which had groaned and collapsed behind him.

He didn't care about the story of this giant tree, he didn't care about the past of this giant tree, at this moment, there were billions of beings older and grander than this giant tree falling—but Hades didn't care.

He waited by the campfire with a blank face, waiting, silent.

Until behind him, the creak of stepping on the snow sounded.

Hades ignored him, and a red-haired man in ragged clothes sat down across from him, as if he had finally found shelter, and he let out a long sigh of relief as he untied the blood-stained straps that had tied his eyes, and the dirty ones fell onto the snow.

Magnus blinked his one-eye, and the campfire lit up in his eyes, the crimson glow overshadowing his eyes.

The two were speechless, and Hades was like a towering ancient tree that really grew in the forest, he just stood there quietly, growing silently.

Magnus took a deep breath, a wry smile on his lips, scratching his blown-up hair, scooping up the bottle from the campfire and falling into the snow.

It was a flat-bodied wine bottle, just the right size for the original to hold in one hand, and the dirty oil stained Magnus's hand, and the Scarlet King lifted the bottle curiously, and sure enough, he saw a line of Barbarus small print at the bottom of the bottle.

[I'm not the first. 】

The Red One whispered to himself, he uncorked the wine, and a foul pungent smell went straight to his door, Magnus coughed violently, and fanned his face, "I'd rather drink Ruth's honey." 】

As he spoke, Magnus turned around and looked around the environment, as if he was looking for something, but it seemed that he didn't find what he was looking for.

【You can,】

Magnus comforted himself that at least there was something left here, and he comforted himself as he hesitantly raised his bottle and drank the rubbish brewed by Motarian,

[——Vomit——]

Magnus regretted what he had just done, his tongue touching the tentacles of at least three beetles, and he cursed the damned Motarian and closed the cap of the bottle.

He went straight to drink diesel fuel without torturing his tongue even more.

The damn liquid garbage was like a sticky fire, slowly running down his esophagus, and Magnus retched, almost wanting to vomit his stomach out.

The toxin eroded the original body's defenses, crawling like insects on his flesh, Magnus shuddered, and the internal damage caused by the toxin made the Crimson Monarch appear to have a hazy brain and red skin.

Fuck Motarian, Magnus scolded in his heart, internal bleeding, internal organ corrosion is also a kind of drunkenness, isn't it.

But it has to be said that the wine brewed by the Pale Lord did indeed put Magnus into a state of "similar drunkenness".

Magnus burped and expelled the poison from his stomach, and he paused, and looked at it drunken for a week, and the night was still dark.

【Okay,】

Magnus said to himself,

[I don't regret it. 】

[Just ......]

He clenched the bottle in his hand crampedly, and subconsciously opened the thing.

Magnus stared at him in silence, like a contemplative Hades,

[I still have some of it by Him, right?] 】

Magnus took a deep breath and felt a chill creep up his spine, the thought of crashing into an ice cave for a moment, and subconsciously, he took another sip of poisoned wine.

The Red One coughed violently and began to curse Motarian loudly, sharply appreciating the stuff he had brewed that was worse than.

[That's how he used this thing to force sinners to confess?! 】

Magnus yelled, "He doesn't even need to force them to drink, he just needs to uncork the bottle and let them sniff it—swear in Prospero's name!" This thing will be in the top three of the most disgusting beings in the galaxy! 】

Magnus scolded for a long time, but then he felt uncomfortable again, so he took a few more sips, and then he was silent.

【Okay,】

Magnus muttered, he shook the bottle in his hand, and the small half bottle of liquid rattled in his hand,

Magnus carefully placed the bottle back by the campfire, and he raised his hands and gestured innocently,

[Leave some for future generations - I don't think, I won't be the last, the most unlucky existence, right? ] 】

Naturally, Hades did not respond to him, Magnus knew that the "Hades" in front of him were nothing more than some kind of boring, symbolic figuration, and the real Hades was this endless darkness.

[I don't regret it! 】

Magnus abruptly shouted again, realizing that there was only one intelligent creature in the sense that there was only one of them, and Magnus felt good.

[I-no-after-regret——! 】

The Crimson King said loudly, his face sweating, his red skin reflecting the fire,

[I'm just...... I'm just ......]

He scratched his unkempt hair in vain, what should he say? He didn't have much to say, what could Magnus do when he stood there, standing in front of Fenris's giant tree?

He was just once again brutally dragged out, abruptly thrown into a cruel reality from the fate he had accepted so well.

But......

Magnus thought, at least this time, that he was mentally prepared not to be like the first time—he stared at Hades, raised an eyebrow, and folded his arms as if he remembered the scene of the Nikaia meeting.

Magnus sighed deeply.

Well, at least that kept him from doing anything stupid.

What could he do? Facing a naïve planetary soul, a barbarian who pretended to be a barbarian and pretended to be a barbarian.

Magnus smacked his mouth, his gaze grabbing Motarian again.

He should probably continue to die in the wolf's prison, no one expects him, everyone is trying to persuade him to stop moving.

Even if he doesn't do anything, for Magnus, the ending will be the same,

He became Tzeentch's puppet and spent millennia after millennium in the spurning of the crowd.

But, Magnus thought, he couldn't...... Really do nothing.

He who had faced the wisdom of the emperor knew what it all meant,

The more sober you are, the more desperate you are,

[It's really hard,]

Magnus sighed,

[I don't know how I felt at that time—indescribable, I felt as if I had returned to the night of the destruction of Tikaz, and I was standing in the chaotic night of Tikaz, standing at the foot of the Great Library, trembling and staring at its incineration. 】

[And I ......]

Magnus stared at his palm,

[I realized I couldn't do much.] 】

He turned his hand around, as if he had discovered a new hobby, and looked at himself with his regained sight,

Magnus swallowed with difficulty,

[The future is decided, the past is decided, the prophecy I saw is true, I am still watched by it, and all this is even what it makes me see. 】

[It's a tough time. 】

Magnus said, but then his voice rose in a relaxed and high tone,

[But you don't know - I deceived everyone!] All—including the self-proclaimed wise being! 】

He was smug, spreading his arms and shouting his brilliance, but not many beings in this galaxy would notice him,

[At that moment,] said Magnus, "I was ready, it would not have been something I had come up with at the moment—I saw its veins forming, and in those dark days—I dissected everything, I chewed everything—you have no idea what a hard day it was! 】

He was imprisoned, his legion was disbanded, and his heirs were imprisoned.

[In the end, I did it!] 】

Magnus spoke loudly, his voice torn apart by the darkness and vanished into the wilderness.

[I did, I deceived God, at my own expense, with the last goodness in the subspace, no one believed me - of course I knew, so I lied to them all!] 】

Magnus said, laughing, laughing maniacally,

No one believes in me—not even the existence of Chaos—which is the cornerstone of my success. 】

Magnus laughed loudly and presumptuously, and with his arms wide open, he laughed in the darkness, but the last tone of his voice whimpered,

[I even sacrificed Fenris—]

Magnus said in a broken voice, "I have finally become the one who crushes hope - it is the only being who believes in me, it is like me before, I am like that...... I'm just ......]

Magnus began to weep,

[I betrayed it so easily, without hesitation—I didn't even hesitate on this matter!] 】

He betrayed his former self,

Magnus let out a broken scream,

[That's why there is no goodwill in subspace, I see!] I get it completely! I was wrong - you were right! I was wrong! 】

He looked at Hades defiantly, but never answered, and the Crimson King wilted again.

But what's the use of that......]

Magnus whispered,

"You don't care about that, do you?" 】

[I saw it a long time ago,]

Magnus shouted at him, "Damn pragmatists! 】

He lowered his head in boredom, feeling a little bored, and when the red man saw the bottle, Magnus picked it up without hesitation, took a sip, and threw it away.

[Hiccup! Magnus said, "All right! I don't care anymore - my stars will be dusted forever and spurned by billions of people, but I did, proving my worth to you goddamn pragmatism, where there are no noble people in the dirty land, and the noble have to live in the mask of a clown - I have seen it all. 】

Magnus took a deep breath of his wine,

I have seen my lifeline, and I, Magnus, the Scarlet Sinner, will always be a puppet of the gods, from whom I will never escape. 】

He looked at Hades,

If you are really the king of Hades, come and cut off my fate! 】

Magnus drank, his form fluctuating, like a dancing flame, and he vanished into the darkness and never to be seen again.

Darkness was ringing.

The cold wind came to the last word

【…… Thank you. 】

And so the fire continued to burn.

No, yes!

(End of chapter)