Chapter 115

"If you didn't eat it, then what about that huge Sarcophagus?"

Why can't others run because they have legs?

"Do you think I'm stupid and easy to fool?"

[Wasn't that the case before?]

"You son of a bitch—"

After exchanging a few words with Chen Ran as was her habit, Wishdale finally had the mind to look around.

How exactly the Sarcophagus disappeared was something Wishdale didn't really care about.

Just as she had unconditionally trusted Chen Ran, if Chen Ran said he had a way, then he must have a way.

As for what the method might be... Wishdale didn't bother to think about it.

Anyway, Chen Ran wouldn't harm her.

With the Sarcophagus gone, the area suddenly became empty.

Some small details that had gone unnoticed before were also revealed to Wishdale.

For example, Wishdale soon discovered a pile of scattered Originium next to where the Sarcophagus had originally been.

This was nothing unusual in itself, but what caught Wishdale's attention was the metallic sheen reflecting off the pile of Originium.

So Wishdale stepped forward, squatted down, and reached out to rummage around a few times.

"Ha--"

Wishdale suddenly laughed, stood up, and took a few steps back. "Now I suddenly understand what you mean by 'curiosity killed Kal'tsit's all this time, you bastard."

That's what they mean by curiosity killing the cat, though you're not entirely wrong about that.

[So what happened, Little Wei? What did you find? Whose belongings are they?]

"Um."

This time, Wishdale didn't argue. She simply opened her palm, revealing several rings lying in her hand.

This is... Amiya's ring.

After Theresia, it's Amiya again.

By now, two 'Demon King' have left her.

According to Chen Ran's description of "Village Good Sword," Wishdale will become the third "Demon King."

"You scoundrel, do you think I, the third 'Demon King,' will end up like His Highness and that Little Rabbit?"

Wishdale looked at the rings and remained silent for a long time before asking this question.

Everyone must die eventually.

"You bastard, you know that's not what I want to ask."

Yes, Little Wei, you'll die too.

However, I will stay with you until you die, Little Wei.

Then I will become the fourth 'Demon King,' shouting, 'Rise, my American Cockroach!'

"You son of a bitch, even if I don't know what kind of joke you're playing with this time, based on my understanding of you, you've definitely changed the lyrics again, haven't you?"

[Really]

So, Little Wei, do you want to know what the original lines are?

"I don't want to, I know even with my ass that it's not a nice word."

That's a pity.

"Oh."

Wishdale gave her the middle finger, seemingly thinking she had finally won the argument.

Unaware of what she had missed, Wishdale simply curled her lips into a slight smile, "That's enough. You said it yourself, you bastard, that you'd stay with me until I die. Just wait and see if I don't live for millions of years and outlive you, you bastard."

A thousand-year-old turtle, a ten-thousand-year-old—

"Shut up!"

Wishdale seemed to finally be in a better mood.

Although she knew that she couldn't possibly live for tens of millions of years, and that she only had less than a month left to live before she would perish along with this planet.

But so what?

"You bastard, do you remember what you said today? Otherwise, even if I die and go to the underworld, I will curse you from morning till night."

Wishdale gathered up the rings, then tore off his clothes and used them to wrap up the Originium on the ground.

'Epitaph Name'

It's an epitaph; "epitaph" doesn't mean "name."

"Shut up!"

But Little Wei, you really wrote it wrong.

"... Okay, okay, how do you write that character? Tell me!"

After working for a while, Wishdale finally finished writing some small signs.

Looking at the small mound of earth in front of me, and the words "Grave of Amiya" on the sign...

Wishdale sighed softly, tilted his little head back, and looked up at the sky.

Then he looked down at the 'Originium Person' who were heading towards Rhodes Island, a huge, dark mass, like a zombie siege.

"You Originium of a bitch, you better not give me any more Originium, and copy Amiya too."

Watching the group of 'Originium Person' climb onto the ruins, listening to the sounds of the ship being dismantled and shaking, and feeling the structure beneath my feet swaying precariously—

Wishdale, however, was not afraid.

She simply watched quietly as her former 'operators,' former 'friends,' and former 'partners' gathered together.

"You bastard."

Wishdale simply sat down, swinging her legs encased in black stockings, and asked, "Where's the 'Village Good Sword' you mentioned?"

Wishdale said this in a teasing tone.

The so-called "Village Good Sword" is the Black Crown. Wearing the crown and being crowned will make one a "Demon King".

But Amiya was Demon King too, and she's still dead, isn't she?

Even if Wishdale really wears the Black Crown and becomes the third and last Demon King, what good will it do?

Does Wishdale know this?

Of course she knew.

The reason it wasn't mentioned is because 'avenging the Originium's is a joke in itself.

Wishdale was merely using this excuse to maintain her will to live.

The reason Wishdale is teasing her now is to see how Chen Ran will talk nonsense with a straight face this time, and what kind of excuse he will use to make her happy and rekindle her hope of living.

"Hurry up, you bastard."

Wishdale was almost humming a little tune. "I'm waiting."

Don't rush.

Chen Ran's voice echoed in Wishdale's mind:

Okay, Little Wei, now look up.

"Look up? For what?"

Wishdale instinctively looked up at the sky.

But instead, a black crown descended from beyond the starry sky.

As if held steadily by two hands, the crown was slowly, but precisely, placed on Wishdale's head, as if she were being crowned.

Then--

Following Theresia and Amiya.

The third, and final, 'Demon King' of this Worldline was born.