From a snow woman to a fire god. Violeta Logins, who sought human warmth, was happy. That she received warmth from Mikael Sin…
“Let’s head back, *cough*. …We have to introduce the new fire god to the Dwarves, *cough*.”
Regarding the fire god incident, I’m being credited with nothing. If I were to admit I defeated the snake man, I’d risk revealing I stepped on a landmine, so I kept silent.
Was Violeta seeking warmth because she was lonely, or because a dashing man like myself was before her? She didn’t even resist when I embraced her.
It became quite a hassle after Priscilla found me acknowledging her embrace, even though I could have resisted a little.
Still, as I had only defeated the snake man, my Godspeed Mode Three and Mind’s Eye were intact, leading to an even match against the White Lily Corps.
The tide turned with Orietta’s words: “It’s communication~” With that, Violeta Logins joined the communication. The fire god, whose magic power surpassed Sophia’s and Rufina’s, seemed to not understand the meaning of communication.
“Violeta, please put on some clothes, *cough*. Everyone else too, *cough*.”
My lungs must have burned, as my coughing won’t stop. No cough medicine will cure this. The time spent on communication was more than fighting the previous fire god. I don’t even know why I came.
“What about your clothes? Violeta burned them, so there are none.”
I prefer being naked to being frozen, but reporting to the Dwarves completely naked won’t do. I borrowed a bench coat that I’d stopped wearing as it got warmer. As long as they don’t see inside, I’m fine.
Violeta was bewildered by her first experience with communication, but received the feedback, “Fierce like a snowstorm, warm like embers.” I did add that the fierceness was from the White Lily Corps.
“My clothes are gone too… Did they vanish in the intensity…?”
No, you weren’t wearing any to begin with. Don’t blame everything on me. If we’re talking about intensity, Violeta, who became a torch above me, was far more intense.
After the combat-like communication came guard duty. It was okay at first… starting with being a little normal, then having my heart stopped, being bound by vines, and being shot by lasers.
Problems always arise at the end… Her initial confusion about her first naked communication was only at the beginning. Eventually, Violeta, impaled above me, burned fiercely.
She burned so intensely that the White Lily Corps retreated… She really burned up. Everyone fled, leaving me behind. I caught the collapsing Violeta, and together we blazed with the fire of love.
Separated by Priscilla’s kick, the two enmeshed in flames saw one continue to burn and the other pushed to the brink of becoming charcoal.
“You went too far, you idiot!”
If Priscilla hadn’t been there, I would have surely died. As long as Sophia is here, the con artist is alive. I survived this time too, but I lost sight in both eyes. Sophia said I’d see again soon, but I have Mind’s Eye. I’ll manage with Mind’s Eye until then.
“Christine, I can’t see. Can you hold my hand?”
It’s fine! I’ll pretend I can’t see right now. This way, I can legally hold her hand. I didn’t choose Priscilla because she’d definitely toy with me. Sophia would try to heal me with all her might.
“I’ll hold your hand.”
Refused! If you held my hand, you’d probably have me fall into a vertical shaft. If you want to hold something, I’ll let you grope my chest instead of my hand!
“I will take your hand. It is also my fault.”
But refused! You are responsible for me losing my sight, but I don’t know when you might set me ablaze!
“I will take your hand.”
“I shall take your hand.”
“Ori will take it~”
Wow! So popular, what’s going on? Why am I not feeling cheerful despite being popular with the ladies? Is it because I can’t see? Is it because I was burned?
“It’s alright, Christine will hold my hand.”
With Christine leading me, I headed towards Violeta and the Dwarves. I almost fell over on the scree and uneven ground along the way, getting close to her, then letting go and sliding, losing my grip. Not being able to see is tough. The easy part was persuading the Dwarves. Or rather, it was more about showing them my power than persuasion.
We informed King Shidenzach of Shidenzach that the generational change was already overdue, and that Violeta had defeated the fire god and become the fire god herself.
King Shidenzach seemed concerned as he listened, but when Violeta, bench coat and all, burned herself and declared, “I am the fire god,” I was still startled, even having witnessed it firsthand as a man on fire.
King Shidenzach knelt on one knee and welcomed the fire god. But when the flames died down, there was a naked Violeta. The Dwarves trembled with joy and sang a song, I don’t know if it was their national anthem or for work, with deep booming voices.
As small stones rained down, I was content. So far, a win-win relationship was maintained. The issue now is whether the Harmonia army will leave Shidenzach or be allowed to stay with recognized autonomy, but I doubt the current King of Harmonia has that much capability.
We moved away from the rowdy Dwarves and advanced towards the wall. Oops, a Dwarf bumped into me, and it was unavoidable. I ended up embracing Christine in a way, and I dodged an uppercut flying at supersonic speed with Godspeed.
“You can see, can’t you!”
I can’t see, it was an accident. Supersonic speed is no match for Godspeed. Especially for me, who can see the future with my proactive Mind’s Eye.
“It’s a Naga!”
From a corner of the boisterous Dwarves, a voice cried out, and I felt immense killing intent. I switched from proactive Mind’s Eye to wide-area Mind’s Eye.
It’s the snake man… When did he get here? But there’s no need to worry. Here, there are armed Dwarves sweating enough to foul the air. With Mind’s Eye, I can see about ten of them in the cave from the back. No problem.
After I shouted “Naga!”, the suddenly silent Dwarves… all of them were sweating and frozen, unable to move. What idiots!? Fight! Grab your weapons! You’ll be eaten.
“What are you doing!? Fight!”
It’s fine, right? To fight? I just dealt with one, but it’s fine, right? Why are you all ignoring me? Is this bullying? It’s embarrassing to be the only one yelling loudly with no reaction.
“Dwarves can’t move when they’re glaring at them~”
You should have said that earlier! Mode Three! The snake man’s mouth opened wide, about to swallow the Dwarf who had shouted “Naga!” first.
It’s too late. The bench coat is hindering my stride. I forcibly tore the front and used Godspeed. The Naga can dislocate its jaw, as its mouth widened several times.
Kick! Thinking it’s too late, I kicked the Dwarf, who was about to be eaten, sending him flying. I remembered Priscilla kicking Violeta and felt relieved, and regretful.
Relieved. Even though I kicked the Dwarf dead, he escaped being eaten.
Regretful. Because I kicked the Dwarf, I swapped places with him. Now I’m the one to be eaten.
“Hiii!”
Godspeed Mode Four! There it is, Mode Four. I could barely evade. My body dodged, but my clothes were torn, I was swung around, and thrown. The hard cave floor tore my skin.
“You… you bastard… Aaaah~”
I’ve become effeminate… I regret saying that. How dare you eat my bench coat, which is long like a skirt? I’m not wearing anything underneath.
“What’s he doing, playing by himself?”
“I don’t really know. He disappeared suddenly and now he’s rolling around naked.”
“It must be the Captain’s hobby. He wants to take it off like Sister Violeta.”
“What an idiot…”
“More importantly~ It’s troublesome when Naga-chan is here~”
“Should we bet for once? The one who kills the most Nagas wins.”
“What’s the prize?”
“Do I even need to ask?”
“…Die.”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Christine!”
Finally, the White Lily Corps has moved! Hurry up and work, it’s the Captain’s pinch! Bring my clothes! My feelings are naturally not understood, and everyone is engrossed with the Naga.
What should I do?! The White Lily Corps won’t be outmatched by the Naga, so it’s fine to leave them. I should worry about myself.
Pieces of my bench coat are still stuck to the Naga’s midsection. If I pick them up, I can still show dignity to the Dwarves. Naked, there’s no dignity.
Godspeed! To retrieve my clothes from a Naga, this speed is an easy win. Godspeed is enough, just picking up fallen clothes. I thrust my hand with Zebra into my right hand and covered my crotch with my left.
“*Cough!*”
“Stop getting in the way!”
Why the kick?! I wouldn’t be killed by a Naga! I just want the bench coat that’s lying there. Actually, Priscilla is the one getting in the way.
I slipped between the two of them, waiting for the opportunity. Both Priscilla and the Naga seemed too busy to notice me, fighting each other without regard for me.
Even though I was in the middle, I couldn’t grab the bench coat. The Dwarves were still frozen and watching me, and I couldn’t move both hands away from my sword and my crotch. If I bent down to pick it up while showing my back to the Dwarves, my behind would be exposed. It was so frustrating, it was right at my feet yet I couldn’t retrieve it.
Seeing Priscilla retreat, I thought it was my chance. The slashes stopped, and as I tried to grab it for a moment, the Naga charged, and the bench coat was crushed beneath it.
It was easy to dodge. Because I dodged, the bench coat ended up under the Naga’s body… I couldn’t pull it out. I felt like I would snap from the weight of its thick, long body.
Should I cut it? But I don’t want to get blood on it. The Naga in front of me isn’t even paying attention to me due to its fight with Priscilla. Should I just cut it?
“Darkness! Let my magic power become its hilt.”
Now I have a long stick. I still don’t want to get blood on it, so I decided to lift this heavy torso. A wise person once said that with the principle of leverage, you can lift the earth. I inserted Zebra under the Naga’s torso, using a suitable stone as a fulcrum, and lifted it.
“Ugyaaaaa”
Sorry, I forgot I was also creating a blade. I ended up lifting it with the blade. With surprising ease, the torso split in half and the Naga died. The principle of leverage is amazing.
“You! What do you think you’re doing!”
What am I doing? I just took my clothes. It’s the same as taking clothes that got stuck in the back of a chest and couldn’t be removed. Why am I being yelled at?
It is indeed Priscilla. I understood the reason for her anger immediately. Since I inserted the blade, the bench coat became covered in Naga blood and was ruined. Priscilla, worrying about that, is so kind.
I didn’t realize this misunderstanding until all the Nagas were dead.
