It wasn't that she knew the opponent she was facing now was an incarnation of a god.
But there was something the former Emperor had said, so she couldn't help but know about the existence of incarnations.
The Emperor had said his mother was 'Elehar, the God of Time', and wasn't it because she was dwelling in an incarnation that she could marry here?
'But what does that matter?'
Even so, it didn't change the fact that the armor in front of her was an enemy.
'The Guide God' says that the God of War long ago...
She didn't listen. Instead, she met Froy's eyes.
She hadn't worked together with him for as long as her companions in the previous world. But at this moment, their thoughts seemed to be in sync, so no words were needed.
'When she scattered the curse with that unknown power earlier, it felt like the opponent regretted it for a moment.'
Her mind raced quickly.
It seems she's in a troublesome position if she uses that power, so shouldn't we make her use it, according to human nature?
At that moment-
"You...!"
Lysithea, seeming to have come to her senses, began frantically extracting life force from the enemy's body.
Seeing round red particles leaking out continuously, it was a fierce momentum as if she had encountered a lifelong enemy.
By this point, they understood each other without words.
'Right now!'
Along with Lysithea's ability raging like a storm, seeing Joel and Cassis's swords joining in, Rosha broke another sacred relic.
The first of the cursed daggers, the one imbued with the curse of 'Amplification'.
As she carefully gathered the cursed energy stretching out from the broken blade, Froy took it over and threw it straight at the enemy.
'Good.'
It would have been troublesome if they had been even a little late, but it was perfect coordination.
She believed in him who would come in at this timing, and believed in herself who believed in him.
A flawless combination attack that couldn't be better.
Her head felt very clear as if she had taken a deep breath of morning air, and she had self-confidence that this would work.
[Oh my.]
Indigo energy gathered again from the opponent who frowned at the corners of her mouth.
Although it felt like she was using it reluctantly, the power, more powerful than before, was quite threatening.
At that moment.
Crash!
Suddenly, the window of the exhibition room shattered and a thin concealment curtain was draped over the ceiling area.
And then.
"Where are you pointing that blade, you crazy bastard!"
A familiar bird with yellow head feathers flew in like an arrow.
He seems to have finished its job, having removed the mobile tied to his legs, but Rosha wondered what it was trying to do, appearing like that.
But...
'Why... is there so much magical power in his beak?'
What she had thought impossible became reality.
The parrot flew straight towards the opponent's helmet and pecked her forehead hard with the tip of his beak!
Clang!
A sound like kicking a can hard with a foot rang out.
What was ridiculous here was that the opponent collapsed helplessly to the floor as if she had received a great shock.
"...Ha."
What kind of situation is this?
* * *
"It's because she's an incarnation. The core of incarnation is originally head control."
Since an incarnation isn't originally their own body, if there's a strong impact to the head, there's a high risk of the soul separating from the body.
It was the same in this case, apparently.
'Then could the Emperor's mother have been neutralized if her head was hit hard?'
It's unknown since we can't try it right away.
...More importantly.
"What did you do to Butler?"
"Tia."
"Stay still, Joel. Get up quickly and return the people here to normal. Hurry!"
Rosha glanced at Lysithea, who had been shaking the so-called 'God of War' since earlier.
Her expression was deeply contorted.
Finally having found someone to blame in this situation, and seemingly using power related to the zombies, she must be feeling desperate to grasp at straws.
Anyone could understand.
[Ugh... so noisy, chattering away.]
At that moment, the opponent, frowning deeply as if her head was ringing, flinched.
Then, assessing her own state of being bound by restraints, she grumbled.
[What is this? You've bound me?]
That's right. They had bound the armor's limbs with restraints found in the vault.
Everyone was tense, not knowing how the opponent would react, but fortunately, she merely twitched her lips and complied with Lysithea's words.
[The walking corpses outside are not my doing. I merely incarnated, and when I did, it was already like this.]
So according to her words, she had somehow incarnated into a body that had just died and become a zombie.
And thanks to that, she was able to use the reddish energy dwelling in the body to some extent.
Taking this opportunity to use this long-abandoned mansion as a base...
[I was trying to attempt world domination, but it's a shame. I didn't expect to be discovered so soon. Unfortunately, I ended up using a bit of my true divine power, which made me stand out...]
"Is that why you incarnated? World domination?"
"Wouldn't it be better to just kill such a type?"
Froy, with his arms folded askew, suggested with a displeased look. Rosha also thought the same, that the personality was quite rotten.
But the opponent was extremely confident.
[Why? World domination has been my long-time dream. What's wrong with that?]
"Hmm... Then why didn't you try it more efficiently, instead of like this?"
[No, I don't like efficiency. If I wanted to be efficient, I could just use my true divine power from the start. That would be most efficient.]
"Well... that's true."
[A life that's ugly, messy, complicated, and charging forward without seeing an inch ahead. That's human nature. I'm just bringing out that nature to its finest taste.]
Her eyes sparkled as if just imagining it was delightful.
They said she was the God of War, but she was similar to war maniacs whose heads had completely turned.
'The Guide God' says the God of War has always been eccentric.
'The Guide God' adds that still, her personality doesn't match at all with the gods of paradise who are content with peace, so she might be of help somehow.
Well... that seems likely.
But no matter how eccentric, this one seems a bit rotten to the core.
It was then.
"So. Can you do it, or not?"
Lysithea, who had somehow brought a greatsword that looked like a sacred relic, approached the armor and spoke.
Though her tone was calm, there was an undeniable force behind it.
The armor, looking back and forth between the greatsword and her, replied softly.
[It's impossible to return the moving corpses outside the mansion to normal. That's not my jurisdiction.]
[If you leave this mansion and search the areas where there are particularly many corpses, you'll find the demonic beast that's the root cause of this situation in a very deep place. It looks like a large water blister, which I just left alone.]
[But even if you defeat it, the corpses will only collapse, not return to normal.]
"Then..."
[But I can return those humans to normal. That was my doing.]
Looking where she pointed, the people who had been living in the mansion were gathered outside the door.
The servants of the marquis mansion who had somehow managed to hide from the zombies.
It was this character who had taken them in, albeit in a twisted way, when they could have died at any moment.
Swish-
As the armor reached out her hand, reddish energy naturally flowed out from them.
Lysithea, who rushed to the people collapsing powerlessly, examined them and let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they seemed to be breathing.
Seeing this, the 'God of War' babbled to Rosha.
[There, are you satisfied? Now let's go to your home.]
"...What? Why should I?"
[Why? Something more interesting than world conquest has appeared before me, so why wouldn't I participate?]
[Looking at your eyes, it seems that guide fellow has finally decided to overturn paradise.]
Seeing the opponent snickering, she naturally had a lot to think about.
Come to think of it, the Guide God had approached Rosha not long after she fell into Korea.
'Had the god been eyeing me?'
Anyway, it was clear that meddling with paradise was something the Guide God had been planning for a very long time.
Whether knowing her thoughts or not, the opponent abruptly continued.
[How about we leave soon? I saw earlier that there's a hidden passage inside that vault.]
"But that passage can't be used because we don't know the password."
Froy, who had also been lost in thought, replied softly.
Indeed, Lysithea had said the same thing on the way here. That there was a passage they couldn't use because they didn't know the password, even though they had the seal ring.
But the armor looked towards the collapsed people and shouted like this.
[Hey! Explain it!]
Just as they were wondering who on earth she was talking to.
The middle-aged man Lysithea had called 'Butler' whispered something in her ear. Lysithea's expression became quite peculiar as she listened to the explanation.
She murmured as she stood up.
"What father cherished most... and what I already know..."
Somehow, a feeling of knowing the answer enveloped Lysithea's entire body.
Staggering towards the innermost wall of the vault, she brought the seal ring to a barely visible groove and whispered her name.
"Lysithea."
But the door didn't open.
Just as she was inwardly flustered, thinking this wasn't it, Joel, who had quietly followed, continued.
"Tia."
Creak, as if by magic, a door appeared in the wall and opened wide.
Inside, a well-polished passage that could be used at any time without problems was visible.
"..."
What thoughts must have crossed Lysithea's mind?
For a while, lost in memories, she stood blankly in front of the open door, staring at the passage.