Chapter 44
A long, vibrato-filled polyphony, like a thousand sheep singing in unison.
The extremely penetrating cry, even though it was blocked by C'Suana's palm, still caused a huge shock to Miel's heart.
Miel had the illusion that he was tied to the cross of judgment. In the huge church with no visible ceiling, the organ played magnificent music, announcing his end.
Or perhaps he is standing in the clouds, surrounded by countless angels, blowing the trumpets of doom at him, indicating that some devastating disaster is about to befall him.
The soul was screaming, the body was shaking, Miel's legs lost all the strength to support the body, and he knelt forward.
In an instant, the hands of Csuanna and Cthulion fell from his ears and from his eyes, and he saw -
The giant sheep's hooves were like towers, the trunk was as thick as a thousand-year-old tree, and there were countless whip-like tentacles waving wildly in the air.
Countless huge mouths were irregularly distributed on the towering black trunk, dripping with green slime and hissing:
“Mee——”
Mier's vision blurred and he fainted.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw a gray sky. Someone was holding him horizontally and flying in the sky.
He looked up and saw Cthulion's expressionless face. The person holding him was Cthulion.
He felt something in his arms, looked down, and saw a pink brain.
Pink...what?
Miel stared at the thing in his arms, his sanity struggling on the edge of zero.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I holding?
Until the thing in my arms made a sound: "Sorry, did I scare you? But, if I don't shrink, I won't be able to fly in the sky with you on my wings without merging with you."
The strange voice, like Rocas's inner voice, seemed to be transmitted directly into his mind, but Miel could recognize that it was C'Suanna's voice.
Miel: “…”
My C'suanna, my considerate avatar of the great Cthulhu, has become a brain...
【What are you thinking about?】My brain moved.
It was not an ordinary brain. There were pink, slender tentacles underneath it, wriggling in Miel's arms.
[I'm sorry, I can't perceive your emotions well in this state, so I can't comfort you in time.]
Miel: “…”
I think if you jump off me, it will be the greatest comfort to me.
[Can you please allow me to open my eyes and look at you? ]
Miel: “…”
You... still have eyes?
If you don't say anything, I'll assume you agree.
Miel: “…”
I wanted to say something, but I was so shocked that I couldn't say anything.
[So I opened my eyes, huh?]
——As these words were spoken, a green eye opened on each side of the pink brain.
Green eyes... so nice, it’s really Anna!
Then there’s nothing to worry about!
Miel lay flat in Leon's arms - nothing mattered anymore. He had even looked directly at the Black Young. How could a mere brain shake his sanity?
"How long have I been unconscious? What's the situation now?" Miel asked calmly while looking down at the earth.
What meets the eye is endless ruins - almost the entire Guangyao City has been razed to the ground.
At the far end of the field of vision, you can see a huge monster, shaking forward with its four huge sheep's hooves, and every step it takes shakes the earth.
It was this one. It was the black goat kid summoned by the followers of the Earth Mother Cult.
Miel had seen a description of it in a book written in Latin, but no description could compare to the shock he felt when he saw it with his own eyes.
It is said that in the darkest forest at night, they can be summoned through a sacrificial ritual from Shub-Niggurath, the mother of all things, the supreme mother goddess of darkness and fertility, the black goat of the forest who gave birth to thousands of offspring.
Once summoned, they will devour all those who do not believe in the Mother Goddess and spread the gospel of the Mother Goddess throughout the world.
C'Suana, now a brain, laid it all out for Miel in his arms: "My Miel, you were unconscious in Rocas's memory world for nearly five hours, which corresponds to five minutes in the real world. During this relatively short period, Shub-Niggurath's agents razed the Radiant City."
"Where's Rocas?" Miel asked.
He went mad. He killed several followers of the Earth Mother Cult and the priest who presided over the ceremony, but it was no use. The lives sacrificed could not be recovered. No matter how he traveled through time and space, the master he served on this timeline, Amiraisyana, had already left this world forever.
"Oh, I see." Miel lowered his eyes, not knowing what to say.
Even though he had been mentally prepared for this, at this moment, he couldn't help but feel sad for Rocas.
It suddenly started raining.
Maybe it’s because there are too many dark clouds in the sky.
Without any preparation, accompanied by a burst of lightning and thunder, heavy rain suddenly began to fall, falling from the sky like a waterfall.
Cthulion made an unhappy "tsk" sound, and a pair of blood-red wings suddenly spread out behind him.
It looks more like a bat's membranous wings than a flying bird's wings, and the membrane connecting it to the huge skeleton is bright red.
He moved one of his membranous wings over Miel to shield him from the rain.
Miyer stared blankly at the huge and brightly colored membranous wings, and could imagine the shape and color of the wings of the great Cthulhu.
etc.
Red membranous wings, pink brain... Leon and Anna's hair and eye color, could it be...
Miel was still thinking when Anna's voice rang in his mind again: [Something nasty is approaching Rocas. Go down and take a look.]
With these words, before Miel could react, Leon carried him closer to the devastated ground.
The church of the Earth Mother was also half-collapsed by the black goat kid.
In the horrific ruins, Rocas knelt beside the altar, staring blankly at Amira on the altar, as if he was looking at his wife who had passed away unfortunately.
Rocas does love Amira, but he never expects Amira to look back at him. He just wants to be her servant and secret guard, protecting her in secret for her whole life.
But even such a humble wish turned into nothing.
At this moment, in Miel's overlooking view, a dark-skinned human male approached the altar.
Rocas sensed his presence, otherwise he would not appear in Rocas's memory.
However, Rocas acted as if he hadn't noticed him and continued to stare blankly at Amira on the altar, repenting for not fulfilling his duty as a secret guard.
Until the man spoke, calling out in his magnetic voice: "Locas Akunila."
Rocas’s eyelashes flutter. Without turning back, he stares at Amira and responds in a hoarse voice, “What did you call me?”
"Locas Akunela," the man called again, "Son of the Lord of Snow City, yet you have fallen to this state. Fate has been so unfair to you, don't you hate it?"
"Who do you hate?" Rocas sneered. "There's no shortage of illegitimate children of nobles on the Liye Continent. Perhaps even the beggars on the street were once people of noble status. Birthplaces are irrelevant. I only care about..."
[I only care about the Saint's life or death, but I failed to protect her...]
"However, it is precisely because your father, in order to satisfy his own selfish desires, deprived you of your magic pool and prevented you from using magic that you failed to protect your master in this world. Don't you hate him?"
Rocas: “…”
Rocas: "What did you say?"
Miel: “…”
Miel: "Who is this person?"
Dark-skinned humans.
Miel had almost no experience with humans, let alone dark-skinned humans.
He lives in a cold snowy land, where both the people and the elves have pale skin.
C'suanna and C'thulion were both subtly silent, with no intention of answering him.
Miel understood: "Another old day?"
Wait, why did I say "again"?
Who was the last one? Was it Inai? Or was it Father Tyndall's spider-related deity?
Is it so easy to encounter the old days?
Many people have never even heard of the Old Ones in their entire lives, let alone met them. However, ever since he signed a contract with Cthulhu, there have always been strange things around him.
This is certainly not Cthulhu's fault. After all, before he signed the contract with Cthulhu, his mother was targeted by the Hound of Tindalos, and his father went crazy because of his mother's death.
So, he is unlucky?
Or is there something wrong with his existence itself?
[Miel.] Anna suddenly spoke up, interrupting Miel's self-doubt. [I can't tell you who this person is, but I must say that if He caused all this, then He is the culprit of the whole thing. You did nothing wrong in this process.]
"Nonsense," Leon said, his tone very impatient. "My agent, whatever you do is right. I ask you to bow to me, but I don't allow you to bow to anyone else. Don't say you did nothing. Even if you destroyed the world, what does it matter? Just smile and say 'good night' like you did before killing Beren - I like you like that."
This was probably the longest conversation Leon had ever said since he and Anna split up.
Strangely, Miel's emotions quickly stabilized after his words, which sounded more like instigation than comfort.
"Okay, then, after we get out of Rocas's memory, let's raze the entire church to the ground, right?"
Miel, relying on Leon's indulgence, raised the corners of his lips, revealing murderous intent: "As long as we destroy the Earth Mother Church before the followers summon the Black Young, neither Amira nor Glory City will be in danger. What do you think? Cthulhu, my great lord."
Leon: “…”
Anna: [……]
Leon: “Okay.”
Anna: [If this is what you wish to do, then as you wish, my Miel. But before you proceed, you must first ensure that the summoning ritual will not be carried out at any time. To be honest, I do not want to be an enemy of my beloved Mother Goddess.]
"Is Shub-Niggurath your mother?" Miel asked curiously.
"No." Anna replied in the negative, but then added, "This 'no' doesn't mean 'no,' but 'I don't know.' Actually, I don't know who gave me life and consciousness. However, besides the Supreme God Azathoth, the only ones who hold the power over life are Shab and Nyog. Only they possess the power to give birth to gods."
"I see."
Cthulhu's answer differs from the records in the books, but some books say that Cthulhu is the son of Shub-Niggurath and Yog-Sothoth, and some books say that Cthulhu and Shub-Niggurath have children.
When Mier was reading it, he felt that something was wrong.
Now after hearing Cthulhu's answer, we can judge that the real situation should be that Shabu or Nyog gave birth to Him alone.
Miel knew that Shub-Niggurath was the mother of all things, the supreme mother goddess of darkness and fertility, who gave birth to many ancient beings.
As for Neogsochip, Miel only knew that He was the "Nameless Mist".
It is clearly the "Nameless Mist" but it has a name... However, the names of these Old Ones and Outer Gods were originally given by humans based on their own understanding and have nothing to do with their real names.
Just like Miel only knew that humans called Cthulhu "Great Cthulhu" and didn't know what his real name was.
Cthulion flew to the ground holding Miel, but had no intention of letting him go.
Instead, the brain in Miel's arms jumped to the ground and turned back into human form.
"This half-elf is truly incredible. He was able to record the appearance of the Black Goat Kid so clearly, as well as the appearance of Radiant City after it was razed to the ground."
Csuanna, with her long, slightly curly pink hair, brushed the hair from her neck back as she spoke, then continued, "Should I say you are worthy of being my Miel's follower?"
Miel's gaze lingered on him for a moment, then turned to Rocas and the dark-skinned human in front of him.
Humans have told Rocas that all his misfortunes stem from the selfishness of Bros, the Lord of Snow City.
Then, a book was handed to Rocas.
A book with a black cover and a silver title.
"...Book of Sacrifice." Miel didn't expect that the person he was looking for would appear just like that.
Who is this man? Why does he possess such a forbidden book, and why did he give it to Rocas?
Could it be that the "Forbidden Book" that Bross owns was also secretly placed on the bookshelf by him?
If that's true... he led Bros to commit sins, causing Rocas's miserable life, and now he comes to Rocas again, wanting to continue his misfortune?
What does he want?
"Why tell me this? And why give me this power?" Rocas asked on behalf of Miel.
The man raised the corner of his lips and showed a happy smile: "Because, my hobby is helping others."
Rocas: “…”
Miel: “…”
"So what are your plans?" the man asked Rocas.
After pursing his lips and remaining silent for a moment, Rocas gently plucked a citrine ring from Amiraisyana's left hand, put it on his own, and placed the Book of Sacrifice inside the ring. He then replied, "Actually, I don't want to do anything right now, but since you've told me the truth, I will do as you wish and return to Snow City to kill Bross."
"A world without the Saint Lady is meaningless to me. Since you have told me the truth, my life is at your disposal until my death."
As Rocas spoke these words, there was no gleam in his gentle brown eyes.
Miel was very familiar with this look. It was the look he knew from Bross's memory.
【it's all over. 】
Rocas's thoughts coincided with Miel's.
What keeps me alive?
Miel: It's my love for Cthulhu.
Rocas: [It's my hatred for Bross.]
At this time, Rocas still cannot travel through time and space.
He didn't want to save Amira, he just wanted to kill Bross and die with Amira.
The mystery of the origin of the "Book of Sacrifice" has been solved. Next, the only thing left is the secret of being able to travel through time and space.
"Is the me in this timeline going to appear?" Miel said uncertainly.
It’s weird to think about seeing yourself as a stranger in someone else’s memory and from someone else’s perspective.
"Yes," C'Suana answered affirmatively. "You in this timeline are a dozen years older than you are now. I'm really curious what you'd be like."
Miel: "High elves hardly change during their teenage years."
Csuanna: "But this is you who has not signed a contract with me."
Miel: “So?”
C'Suana: "So, if he's not doing as well as you are, I'll be happy."
The pink-haired elf said this, raising the corners of his lips in an expectant and excited smile.
Miel was stunned for a moment. It was hard for him to believe that Anna, who had been supporting him gently, would show such an expression.
However, for a moment, he actually understood.
He could almost hear Anna's thoughts.
My Miel, the Miel under my control, must be the most beautiful.
This is the desire to control possessions and the desire to compare.
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