Chapter 250

After arranging the last important matter concerning the future, Lancermello officially entered the same stage of release as the time when he was locked up as a specimen by the Sealing Bureau in the past - or, strictly speaking, Lancermello now plays the same role as the executor of the Sealing Bureau.

——After all, chasing someone to the ends of the earth is just to save the other person or something...

——It sounds a lot like the Sealing Bureau, doesn’t it?

The only difference is that the Sealing Bureau will make the magicians into specimens while they are still alive, while what Lancer Mello will do is to put all these Saints and their Cloths in the cemetery.

Apart from that, Lansemello's daily life in the Greek Sanctuary can be said to be unremarkable - if we ignore her work of writing death plans for the Golden Saints.

"...Today's work is also over." William put the sword into his cane, adjusted his hat, and reported the mission execution status to Lancermello on the other end of the communication. "How many more saints and saints need these special treatments? I remember that the 100% mortality rate during this period has scared away a lot of candidates, right?"

"... Anyway, it's almost done." Lansemello folded the letter in his hand, stamped a seal representing the Lansemello family, and put it aside. "There are a total of eighty-eight constellations, and only thirty-nine constellations will appear in the future - and we have already taken the saints of forty-four constellations into the underworld, and the corresponding saints have been taken to the Saint Cloth Cemetery in Jamil."

"As for the remaining five signs, maybe you can just ignore them - or leave a little room for them."

"We still need to store the clothes of the Great Lord and the Altar, right?" William smiled as he walked along the path that few people traveled to, sorting out the current state of the sanctuary. "Although these two clothes are also special, there is still a chance that they will resonate with the replacement students - why don't you find a chance to put them in the cemetery yourself?"

"Then let's let the remaining three holy garments circulate naturally." Lansemello immediately finalized the subsequent arrangements and threw the quill back into the ink bottle. "However, I didn't expect that among the main forces of the future holy war, except for Pegasus, the other holy garments are almost all of the type that have been without owners since the end of the Age of Gods."

"So you just left those holy clothes there and didn't care about them." William laughed and asked Lansemello whether the general direction of Sanctuary Enterprises needed to be changed. "The work here at Dieter has been going smoothly, but I think if it is not controlled, it might become a world-famous giant, right?"

"That doesn't matter - the more eye-catching, the better." Lansemello sketched a model of the world tree in front of him. "After all, this is a detail that is irrelevant to the main storyline 'Main Story' - However, although the dimension of this world is much higher than other worlds we have visited, its world tree itself is more like an early story work."

"What?" William stopped and watched a crow startled by his footsteps and rush into the sky.

"As long as the parts closely related to the protagonist are not interfered with, the development of this world will not change." Lansemello tapped the table and pieced together the final conclusion from what he knew bit by bit. "The further away from the time point of 1743, the more obvious the alienation of this world in this regard."

"It's like the supporting characters and the world itself exist to set off the protagonist."

"It really does look like an early story." William followed Lansermero's summary, "There is no need to shape the supporting characters other than the protagonist - the world view and supporting characters exist only to make the protagonist successful and to allow the protagonist to reach the destined ending of the story..."

"Wait a minute, so the protagonist and supporting characters of this story in 1743 - were there any observations before coming here?"

"Before we came here, we could only observe that there was a 'special point' here." Lansemero told William the records of the control room, "The situation inside is completely unobservable - but according to my personal judgment after entering this world, the protagonist should be Pegasus. Of course, if nothing unexpected happens, the protagonist of the next generation will still be Pegasus."

"The specialness of Pegasus in this world is quite obvious."

"After all, he is the only one who is recorded as being able to harm the gods." William simply drew a barrier to block perception and continued to discuss with Lansemello, "So, do you need me to do anything extra?"

"Not yet... but I may need you to help me prepare a plan later." Lansemello looked up at the sky with a smile and released a few familiars to deliver the message, "to capture the future Athena and - to plan a grand opening performance. As long as the civil war in the Sanctuary is over, our work of deceiving fate will be over."

"And after that—we will begin preparing for holy war."

After Lancermello returned to the Sanctuary and the Sanctuary Enterprise run by Dietel continued to expand, most of the Gold Saints moved their resting place from the Sanctuary to the office of the Aquarius Gold Saint after completing their mission; only a few permanent staff were left in the Sanctuary.

"So, didn't Lord Asclepius cure your heart disease?" Dieter raised his eyelids coldly, looked at his friend who had obviously caused trouble and came to him, and put the feather pen back into the ink bottle. "What are you doing now, squatting on the sofa in front of me, trembling like this?"

Of course, Caludia did not tremble - but the current situation was a bit abnormal for Dieter. The usually arrogant Scorpio Gold Saint seemed to have suddenly become a different person, sitting silently on the single sofa opposite him, and seemed to be inclined to continue to isolate himself.

"...If you don't tell me, I'll drag you back to the Sanctuary." Dieter rubbed his brows and threatened Caludia casually. His eyes moved away from his friend but stopped at the window. "At this time of year... the hiding of the Saints and Cloths should have been arranged. Is there anything else you want to notify me of?"

The pigeon-like familiar stopped outside the window obediently and knocked on the window several times with its claws and beak like a human knocking on a door. When Dieter opened the window, he saw the pigeon-like familiar jump directly into his hand and turned into a wax letter that looked very formal even in front of Dieter, who often went out to socialize outside the sanctuary.

After seeing the letter, Caludia, who had been lying silently on the sofa, also moved. The Scorpio Gold Saint took out an already opened letter with the same emblem from his own holy cloth box and handed it to Dieter.

——A rose-shaped emblem.

Speaking of the beginning of using letters as a means of communication, when Dieter saw the emblem for the first time, he thought it was a letter from Aphrodite - after all, for the Gold Saints, the most direct association of roses is the Pisces Gold Saint who owns a large sea of ​​roses in the Demon Palace.

However, once it was opened, they knew that the letter was not sent by their companions. When Dieter was thinking about what kind of seal Sanctuary Enterprises should use to leave a mark on the wax, he also received help from Lansemello.

——I will borrow the professor’s family crest for now.

Lancer Melo made the decision so casually.

But she also arranged for the replacement of the emblem in the future - it is better to leave the design of the emblem to professionals; the Gold Saints who are currently at the core of the plan have also become accustomed to their companion Dieter using a griffon-style emblem as a personal symbol when appearing everywhere.

Dieter returned to his desk and sat down. He cut the wax with a letter opener, skillfully skipped the polite and courteous part, and went straight to the subject of this letter. Then he silently opened the letter from Caludia, which had obviously been torn open with hand wax, and repeated the above steps, focusing his eyes on the content related to the subject of the letter.

"I understand what you mean." Dieter folded the letter, put the two letters together into his super thick notebook, and dragged out his holy cloth box from the depths of the cabinet. "I will go back to the Sanctuary to find out the situation... Caludia, you go find Abelfica to help me deal with the work - even if there is a problem with this letter, I can't hand over this company to you to manage."

"I am self-aware in this regard." Caludia finally spoke as she watched Dieter pack up and prepare to leave. "But this is not a big problem. After all, we all promised to follow her arrangements in front of Lady Athena, the former Pope, and Sasha. Even if there is a problem and we take action... I'm afraid she will violently suppress all of us in the end."

"You can actually be less arrogant sometimes... What am I talking about? After all, you have the basic qualities of a Saint." Dieter sighed helplessly and put on the holy cloth box. "But even I think we need to communicate face to face this time - I didn't expect that after removing the influence of the professor and Lord Asclepius, she did show a state that was more inclined to Hades."

"In this letter, she's just squandering her life like it doesn't matter - like a resurrected Pluto."

"Therefore, even though you have emphasized your position many times, based on the attitude shown in this letter, I still feel that I need to come back and have a face-to-face interview with you." Dieter, who had already put on the golden holy clothes, stood in front of Lansemello with a notebook in his hand. His expression was more serious than any previous conversation. "I need to confirm your attitude towards life."

"I understand." Lansemero stood up, but still had to look up at Dieter because of the height difference. "You are disturbed by the tone of my letters, right? I do have to admit one thing - for those of you who joined my plan, I did use you as consumables."

"Because the last time I executed this type of plan, I was the only one who executed it. Apart from that, all other relevant personnel were unaware of the existence of this plan. So..."

"...So?" Dieter looked at Lancermello warily as he answered, who was more cooperative than in any previous conversation that was almost like an interrogation.

"If the future of this world needs to be filled with the lives of people I care about, then why can't it be my life?" Lansemello looked at Dietel with a smile, but the temperature of his words was colder than before. "Maybe my tone gave you the feeling of Hades, but I still have to say-"

"Since you have joined my plan, just wait for me to use you repeatedly, just like I used myself in the past, until all usable parts of you are reduced to slag."

"The only difference is that Hades will destroy the world, but I will ensure that this world still has a future."