"Can a good enlightened person attain happiness?"

Seeing Heaven as the future, Aresta doesn't hate that statement.

Rather, this view is actually the most objective truth in this world.

From the perspective of the universe in terms of physical aspects, whether it is the sun or the light of the stars, it actually comes from the distant past.

The same is true of human beings, who are already predestined for what they are going through now.

A magician who overlaps and distorts the phases because of the recklessness of the demon gods, and relies on magic in order to find the way.

Their presence will continue to accumulate phase sparks, so that the world will always walk on the uncontrolled accident and the future.

After deciding to take revenge, he immediately went to war against the association to which he belonged.

This kind of answer will only further increase one's suspicion compared to one side of the other, and it should be very clear.

Even more sad is that he himself is no different from these people whom he spurned.

After a pause, Aresta suddenly spoke.

Revealing this news to him that as long as it is exposed, it will be targeted by all the demon gods, which is both an insurance and a proof of complicity.

"Demon God, no...... They are not qualified to carry such a name......"

Such an item that cannot be traced to its source, no matter how fanciful it is, will inevitably make the owner wonder if there is some ulterior conspiracy behind it.

After receiving the treasure that could only protect himself as a mage, and could not give it to his daughter, Aresta developed a deep dislike for the existence of mages.

However, Ivus's words were not wrong.

In the process of achieving this, Aresta's own emotions did not fall silent, but he never hesitated.

It was as if the veil had been removed, and the calm and peaceful nature that was covered behind the joys, sorrows, and sorrows was completely revealed.

"What do you want to be in the future?"

Because when he decided to make it happen, as the best magicians, they were mortal enemies who had to be excluded.

Until the bullet he shot when he was young hit him in the center of the eyebrow.

Even to do this, it is necessary to be the enemy of the world in the true sense of the word.

Even though it's only a short page at the moment, if you take this thing out of this building, it will turn into a demonic text like the Dead Sea Papers in the next moment.

Since answering the question just now, the other party has not taken the initiative to ask questions.

"Enlightened One who strives for happiness, Aresta, the reason you can be chased by this piece of paper is precisely because you have a very similar part to Him."

After realizing that the other party could understand his motives, his interest in cooperation increased.

Ambiguous answer.

Like if the fate brought by the phase spark hadn't befallen his family, or if his family had been protected by the Secret Treasure, would he still be able to have the consciousness to destroy magic so firmly?

Aresta does not deny this possibility.

Obviously coming from outside the world, you can easily pass through the world barrier to drop the messenger, but still do this, there are only two possibilities.

So, in order to prevent this change, after breaking the association, he did not forget to turn his fangs on the last mortal enemy.

Because this essence that arises from revenge has long been forged into an consciousness as hard as iron and as dazzling as gold in the midst of repeated failures and setbacks.

Eivus's tone remained unwavering, knowing that Aresta wasn't trying to ask for advice, just trying to get corroboration.

The reason why Ivas chose to work with Aresta was largely because of his rather high purity.

So, after an unknown number of years of silence, Aresta once again greeted the contract from the abyss with his own will.

If you can say such words, there is naturally a part of the other person's essence that can be understood by him.

"—he's from outside the world."

This flame is far deeper than the Uchiha who lost Nohara Rin.

But I know that every extra line of text will greatly reduce the value of the few pieces of paper left in this page.

The last two lines of this half piece of paper were also wasted in such a frivolous way.

It was like the existence that killed his daughter, knowing that cutting down the trees would turn the planet into a desert, but still not caring if people would starve in the future.

"He claims to be a primordial human, if he is a natural spirit, it is impossible to transcend the rank to describe himself like this, and he will not set foot on the path of the demon god."

Roland put away the half of the paper in his hand and waited quietly.

At a young age, he became one of the best magicians in the world, and under the protection of the Secret Treasure of Society, he was different from other magicians who had to transfer the price.

Roland looked at Aresta, the corners of his mouth curling meaningfully.

A piece of paper that cannot be found out, but can change the phase.

But Aresta still did not hesitate to ask the most wanted to know about this existence without any human characteristics.

Yes, what has sustained Aresta to where he is today is not ambition, nor is it pure hatred.

The words that appeared on the half of the paper in his hand were all conclusive, and looking at the space of about four lines left, Aresta realized that there was not much opportunity left for him.

But whatever the possibility, he won't chase the past.

"I'm Aresta Crowley."

Aresta had a hunch that even if he continued to use Ivas as a medium to ask questions, he probably wouldn't get answers.

Aresta muttered to herself, once again instructing Ivus to write new questions on the paper.

He wants to destroy the anomaly called magic, destroy and eliminate all superfluous phases, and to do so, he will not hesitate to complete his delusion of killing the demon god.

But there are still underlying logic in the world that they cannot break through, and the most obvious example is the barriers of the world.

But whether it is the means to promote this end or the original intention, it comes from the ultimate selfishness.

He swallowed a poison called homemade, transforming himself with anomalous technology.

In the light of the instrument, Aresta's eyes couldn't help but reflect the glimmer of light, and no emotion could be seen.

It doesn't matter if the other party is a god or a human, Aresta just wants to know his attitude towards him in the future, and his plan from this question.

Aresta couldn't guess what the other man was thinking, but after chewing on the line carefully, he still noticed that something was wrong.

Denying the possibility that he would become a demon god during the implementation of the plan, leading to a cycle of dragon slaying warriors becoming new dragons after the plan succeeded.

For this reason, even if he is burdened with the curse that every decision he makes from now on is doomed to fail, Aresta is willing to do it.

"The other party is an unknown existence that can cross the abyss and cast an olive branch, and the future of him can be led at will, which may cause great harm to the plan itself."

"Kind."

So he is embraced by gold, chased by knowledge, and even favored by the end of the road.

Eivas whispered, looking away from the paper for the first time and looking at his contractor.

Even a phase more real than the illusion could not extinguish his hatred.

Even if the weight of language can hide from itself, it is impossible to deceive Evas.

"I'm Roland."

This is completely different from the last time when it was gradually swept into the present world under the action of inertia, and it is much more brutal.

Contrary to the underlying logic of this world, a contradictory way of existence.

"Ivus."

After giving each other their real names, Aresta disappeared into the space.

As for the reason why the other party would tell this secret that should have been hidden so readily, Aresta only understood it after a little thought.

It is for this reason that Aresta understands that the person who can say something like 'Enlightened, eternal happiness' is not necessarily selfless.

Aresta's words were calm, but with a touch of legitimacy.

Working with angels or demons is not a burden for Aresta, but the Demon God is an exception.

"I see, this is not trying to win my trust with honesty, he is just using honest words to hint at the source of all this."

It's not that the other party has a calm personality, it's that he's waiting for his choice.

After all, the poison contained in that short text is not false.

As Aresta pondered, Aivus's distant voice suddenly came.

He was never a devout believer, but he was by no means a disdainful believer.

Unlike last time, Roland had only just touched multiple phases, and before the gravitational pull of one of them had even touched him, another gravity had locked on him.

Once he gets tangled up in the process of revenge, leading to a compromise, Aresta becomes a gradually blunted shell.

"I can't tell if he is lying, just judging from the toxins carried by the words, this sentence has a certain degree of truth."

This wonderful answer made Aresta look sour.

He has a clear understanding of himself.

Even the spark of phase that treats everyone equally has forgiveness for him, and Aresta has always lived without any sense of crisis, walking on his own path of seeking the Tao as a magician standing in the upper reaches of the world.

The demon gods can arbitrarily distort the phases and construct all impossible rules.

The joy hidden in the depths, some joyful anticipation, can be seen at a glance.

Every sentence that comes across the abyss, every word can reflect the essence of it.

But this fact did not discourage Aresta, but further ignited the fire of hatred in his heart.

The surrounding phase frantically passed behind Roland like a retreating scenery in a high-speed car.

But it's not like false words.

Both the master and his friends died at his hands.

In this two-way choice, it was his turn to show sincerity.

His daughter was given the fate of death by the spark of phase, the fact that it was so heavy that he could not change it at all, destroyed everything in Aresta.

A magician named Aresta Crowley.

At that time, he was deeply arrogant about his own talents, believing that he was a genius who could easily change the future of the world and make the times leap forward.

The former Aresta was also one of them.

"What kind of god do you want to be in the future?"

Whether it is what he thinks or does, he can afford the word scum.

But he didn't expect to get such a vague answer.

The only difference between him and this description is that

- Aresta is really a genius.

It's just the first time they've met, but between Roland and Aresta, there's a tacit understanding like a friend who has been together for many years.

The contract that this thin piece of paper was connected to, and this only one meeting was enough for the two people at the table to make their own choices.

He knew very well that there was no room for compromise in this matter.

The god who will be born is not a name that can be written at will.

"I am both the primordial human and the unborn god."

It is the consciousness of creating a new world that can restore his happiness and allow everyone to laugh and cry as a matter of course.

"This is good news, and at least it means that we have a basis to be able to work together."

Or is it that the other party is really too honest and doesn't understand his hints.

Like all young people who are fledgling and don't know the height of the sky, Aresta at that time perfectly corresponded to this adjective in terms of style and personality.

Whether it's a human or a god, it's a very special word.

"The only one."

As if hearing some joke, Aresta closed her eyes and let the contract from beyond heaven befall her.

The flaws and weaknesses of this man are simply innumerable, but it may be because of this character that the love for his family has a lofty and inviolable status in his heart.

The only thing that can really satisfy him is the pure world that erases the false scenery through the colored eyes.

They didn't even negotiate the timing of the invasion.

Just as his purpose is great.

It was the first time since he summoned the other party that Aresta had heard Evas's voice so clearly.

The corners of Aresta's mouth lifted slightly, and in Evas's silent gaze, the paper covered in handwriting drifted towards him.

She is an angel in the original phase, which cannot be explained by the Bible and theology, and it would be strange to face this miracle that will move the heart of the demon god, and it would be strange if there were no fluctuations.

Aresta looked at the lines of writing with indifferent eyes, constructing in her mind the image of the person who was talking to her.

After a while, the long-lost weightlessness and dizziness followed.

Either he is not in the same state as the Demon God and needs to be dormant by the internal appraisal, or he is brewing greater plans and must be careful every step of the way.

"But it still needs to be confirmed that your evaluation of him is similar to mine, and in this case, the other party is probably an out-and-out scumbag."

Sensing Aresta's return to the world, he did not hesitate to enter the world barrier in front of him.

"Are you a god or a human?"

On top of that, Aresta is not a child who can satisfy just thinking about creating a false environmental world.

In Aresta's gaze, he gave the answer in a gentle tone that seemed to penetrate the other person's heart.

Because there is no need to say more, and there is no need to communicate more.

After only thinking for a moment, Roland came to his current situation-

He's falling.

(End of chapter)