Chapter 610

She raised her head, and the confident, sharp light that belonged to a "Master" rekindled in her blue eyes. "Sure. But—"

"--If you're going, you'll have to bring me, the 'strongest Master,' with you this time."

The words had barely left his mouth.

"... The strongest?"

A cold, hoarse voice, sounding like someone who had just woken up and clearly displeased, came from the second-floor stairwell.

Kishinami Hakuno had already woken up sometime earlier.

She was wearing a simple, light gray silk nightgown, her long brown hair casually draped over her shoulders, and she stood there expressionless.

"I can't pretend I didn't hear that title, Ritsuka."

She slowly descended the stairs, each step carrying the aura of the Moon King.

"If we're talking about the 'strongest Master,' it should be me, right? You should be humanity's last Master. Although I lost to you, that was just an accident. My strongest sword wasn't available at the time."

For a moment, a strange standoff ensued inside the store.

The Cosmic Police XX, clinging to my leg and refusing to let go.

Novia, the person involved, looked utterly bewildered.

And, two girls who simultaneously declared themselves the "strongest".

"Um..." Novia seemed to want to say something, such as, "Actually, there are some other people..." but she was interrupted again by XX.

"Ah! Right, boss!"

XX seemed to remember something, suddenly slapped his forehead, then pointed to the sky above and said loudly in a boastful tone:

"To improve your efficiency, I've used 'tracing beams' to gather all the women on this Planet who have been detected with your presence! They should be unconscious outside the atmosphere right now! So, boss, why did you find so many all at once..."

Meanwhile, in another space.

This is a realm without the concepts of time and space.

It is neither Heaven nor Hell.

It is not a destination that any living person or deceased soul can reach.

Billions of stars are born and die within it, like Ganges in the Ganges River, each star representing the birth or end of a world.

In the center of this void, at the beginning and end of all things, floats a pure white point of light that cannot be described in any words.

It's so small, it's almost as if it doesn't exist.

It is also very large, so large that it seems as if the entire Universe is just an insignificant speck of dust.

Before the point of light, a human-shaped silhouette woven from light humbly knelt on one knee.

"--I'm very sorry."

Luce kept his head down.

"Although I've tried many times... 'Father' shows no sign of returning."

The sound was not transmitted through air vibrations, but rather directly to the pure white point of light in the form of an information flow.

"What else can we do?"

The point of light remained silent for a moment.

"Really? But from my observation, your execution didn't seem very 'sincere,' Luce. You didn't even listen to what you were told, did you?"

Luce's body trembled slightly.

Then, he muttered something under his breath in a voice only he could hear.

"... It was clearly God's fault, you should apologize, you were the one in the right, Jesus was right after all..."

Such disrespectful words, if heard by any believer, would constitute the most severe Judgment.

However,

Upon receiving this rebellious message, the pure white light did not become angry; instead, it... flickered suddenly at a pleasant frequency.

The light was warm, bright, and even carried a wave of energy similar to a human "chuckle".

"Heh... This straightforward rebellious spirit, and this timing, are exactly the same."

Light spot--

This time, Yahweh's thoughts were tinged with obvious pleasure.

"However, it's alright."

His radiance, which had just flickered, transformed into an incomparably stable glow filled with absolute confidence.

"This time, I'm well-prepared, and success is just around the corner!"

It is the [number]th season of the Universe Calendar.

The task of resolving the 'anti- Universe invasion' incident was entrusted to someone.

[The End]