Wipe Out Everything With a Counter Attack Power of 10000000000 - Chapter 165



165. Crow Hunt (3)

Yuma tapped the desk with his index finger.

What should I bring out as bait?

What scenario would make the evil spirit Malphas choose to possess the body of Saint Yulisia?

‘Anyway, it’s bound to be a gamble.’

Whether the script that will be written from now on can arouse Malpas’ curiosity or not depends on Malpas himself, who will hear this script through the mouth of Saint Yulicia of the ＜Figuero＞ church.

Yuma got up from his seat, leaving Brigitte and Garon behind, who were just waiting for his answer.

Because, apart from those two, I can’t think of anyone else who can explain this in detail.

Yuma called the people into the training hall.

This wasn’t something Brigitte and I could think about alone.

Slowly, slowly

The people Yuma had called entered the training grounds, which were off-limits to the rest of the personnel, one after another.

The blue-haired inspector, Bell, followed by Clone, Hestia, and finally Saint Ermel, gathered inside the training hall. These were the members whose opinions Yuma felt he should definitely ask for.

Belle and Clone sat on either side of Yuma.

Ermel and Hestia also sat side by side in front of Yuma.

There was silence for a moment.

“Is peace about to be broken?”

The person who broke the silence was none other than Bell.

Belle continued, stretching her arms.

“Well, it’s been peaceful for too long. Now it’s time to break… Ugh! Muscle pain!”

Contrary to Bell’s words that he was at peace, he was rubbing his shoulder as if it was sore.

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“Are you all gathered…?”

Clone raised both hands and rubbed Belle’s shoulders.

“Huh… it feels refreshing.”

Belle muttered, closing her eyes.

Knock-knock-

Clone’s golden eyes, which were rubbing Bell’s shoulder with her raised hand, were turned toward Yuma. It was a considerate gaze that indicated that it was okay to bring up the subject.

Yuma opened his mouth slowly.

“The current peace will not be completely broken. I will not let it be.”

Yuma got straight to the point.

＜Figuero＞’s current Saint Julianna had conveyed that she wanted to complete the task as quickly as possible. This was because, in Yuma’s opinion, it was something that needed to be completed in one breath.

Yuma looked at Bell.

“Bell, I found out who the evil spirit was that was connected to the nuns and black knights I met in the capital about two years ago.”

Yuma was the first to tell Belle. Belle could easily recall the memory of the time when she and Yuma went out to play on the streets of the capital. She could also recall the strange events that had happened on the way back. It was an event so intense that it was engraved in her mind.

“Ah… that time!”

Yuma nodded at Bell’s elasticity and continued speaking.

“The evil spirit Malphas. That is the evil spirit that descended upon the nun who died in front of the two of us that day.”

Yuma relayed the story he had heard from Garon, the younger brother of the previous saint of the ＜Figero＞ sect, to the four people in front of him.

This could be said to be the biggest reason for calling the four together. It was not that I called them to get a clear answer, but because they were my closest associates who needed to know, I explained it in detail from the beginning.

“The problem is that we have to enchant him into the body of Yulicia, the current saint of Figueiro. And to do so, we need a bait that Malphas can find extremely tempting.”

Yuma also added that there is a way to kill the evil spirit if you somehow manage to get it to do so.

The four understood everything Yuma said.

Clone nodded slowly, gathering the thoughts that were floating around in her head. Then she looked at Yuma.

“What did Yuma have in mind?”

Yuma honestly confessed the conclusion he had made. It was something he had no reason to hide.

“If you want to make Malphas do a séance, you have to put pressure on him. He has to have a strong belief that I can kill him someday. As the evil god Malphas, he will have to feel that fear in order to do a séance.”

Clone slowly nodded her head to Yuma’s answer.

“That’s right. And if you do a descent… you’ll probably come down only when you’re sure you can strike down Yuma-sama, who’s chasing you.”

Hestia and Belle looked straight at Bell with their green and pink eyes wide open respectively.

“Oh, that’s right!”

“It’s real!”

Clone’s words did not stop.

“That could be connected to the tempting bait that Yuma-sama mentioned….”

After a moment of silence, Clone pointed to himself with the index finger of his left hand.

Swish-

He pointed to Hestia with the index finger of his right hand.

“I think there is a good chance that Malphas knows that Hestia and I have fallen into the nightmare of the god, Morgue, the ＜God of Dangerous Hammers＞.”

Clone’s words caught the eye of not only the rest of the group, but also Yuma.

“Even though the two of us woke up from that nightmare, our minds have not fully healed. I think if Malphas misunderstands that we have lost faith in Yuma-sama, he could easily descend to use us.”

After catching her breath for a moment, Clone continued.

“Before Yuma-sama finds a way to attack him, he will want to kill him after finding out his weakness first.”

Clone’s words sent strong ripples through Yuma’s mind.

‘surely.’

It made sense. And from Malpas’ perspective, it was quite harsh.

“I have become Yuma’s apostle. Even if I enter Figero’s sect, which could be called Malpas’ territory, I will not suffer any mental damage. Right?”

Yuma nodded slowly.

With the divine power and status that Yuma currently possesses, Clone will suffer no mental damage within Figuero’s sect.

Even if Malphas, who had possessed the body of Saint Yulicia of the current ＜Figuero＞, were to personally carry out his tricks, he would not be able to harm Clone.

Naturally, the power of an apostle of God is determined by the position held by ‘God’.

In that sense, there was nothing that could mentally touch the apostle of ‘Musin’, the only main god in the Middle-Earth.

Clone’s golden eyes stared through Yuma’s stone eyes.

“I will follow the male member of the Saints of the Pigero clan to Pigero. I will be in the position of the closest aide who has lost trust in Yuma-sama and is trying to convert to Pigero.”

Belle next to Clone frowned, her expression looking worried.

“It might be dangerous….”

It’s dangerous.

“Yes, it would be dangerous.”

But Clone thought it was worth taking that risk.

“But don’t worry, Belle.”

And it was true that I wasn’t that worried.

“I have completely reached the level of the 7th Circle and have become an apostle of the god Yuma. What can I do if all the power in ＜Figero＞ attacks me?”

It wasn’t arrogance.

Objectively speaking, it was true.

“From the perspective of the evil god Malphas, I don’t think there will be a more brutal story than the one I’ve told, at least not at this point in time, Yuma-sama.”

Clone’s golden eyes looked straight into Yuma’s stone eyes.

Yuma let out a faint sigh.

“I guess so.”

After hearing Clone’s words, Yuma had no choice but to answer like that.

At this point, there is no operation with a higher probability than what Klonne has concocted.

There was ample basis for the operation that Clone had just mentioned.

There was even sufficient evidence that Clone himself would be safe.

“I’ll go. Figuero.”

“Let’s review it. Clone, follow me.”

That’s why I couldn’t refuse Clone’s words.

I was thinking of taking Clone to the space where Brigitte and Garon are now and reaching a conclusion.

Thud thud-

Clone and Musin Yuma walked out of the training ground.

Bell, Hestia, and Ermel stared blankly at his back. This time, it was Hestia who broke the silence.

“I’m jealous.”

Belle and Ermel could immediately tell what Hestia, the high priestess of the Miao tribe, envied.

Envy of Clone’s confidence that he can confidently charge into enemy territory.

And it was an envy that came from being able to receive power from Yuma as an apostle.

***

Squeak-

Brigitte and Garon’s gaze was fixed on Cloone, who was next to Yuma who had returned.

“Clone?”

Brigitte said with a blank expression on her face. Cloone skipped the further explanation that was supposed to be given and got straight to the point.

“I’ll go. To the Figueiro Church.”

“huh?”

Brigitte’s retort, which implies, “What are you talking about?”

Clone then added an explanation. He was talking about the same scenario he had just recited to Yuma and the other three.

After hearing the explanation, Brigitte and Garon nodded without realizing it. It seemed that they were convinced by Clone’s words.

Garon, who lost his older sister, the second saint, at the hands of Malphas, opened his mouth.

“… Certainly. From Malpas’ perspective, it’s an inevitable story.”

Brigitte asked something else.

“Are you okay?”

I was worried about Clone’s safety.

“No problem, Brigitte. Don’t worry. I’m pretty strong, huh?”

Clone smiled faintly.

“There are so many monsters around that you can’t tell at all.”

Brigitte laughed along.

“yes.”

In the end, it was concluded that Cloone was heading to the ＜Piguero Order＞.