...What are you, some King of Conquerors?
Although Roland wanted to make that quip, he did not say it aloud. Instead, he quietly watched the King of the Moon in his arms.
Crimson Moon met his gaze without the slightest fear.
There was no extra light in this Otherworld, which resembled a cloud-covered late-night sky, yet the girl's face and rainbow-colored eyes still shone.
Her smile carried no particular emotion either. She smiled as though smiling was all she knew, but that smile alone was enough to eclipse the scenery around her.
Although she had not even succeeded in reincarnating and existed only as a will, such arrogant words sounded perfectly natural coming from her mouth.
Still, considering her identity as the Lunar Will, they were not exactly nonsense.
In Type-Moon, despite the changing eras and the countless stars, the planets had always been the true rulers of the world.
Within the Solar System, it was not just Earth, the most prosperous planet, that possessed Gaia's will. Venus had its own Planet Will, and Mercury had its own Planet Will.
Although things like a Planet Will often served as mere background in other worlds, the influence one could exert in reality was undoubtedly not to be underestimated.
Even in DanMachi, the gods who had descended from Heaven and sealed their powers had fundamentally changed how humanity lived.
Not only had they made words like Adventurer and familia commonplace knowledge, but even outside Orario, nations had come to rely on the gods' Falna to grow wealthy and powerful.
Moreover, for most people, the planet itself was synonymous with the world.
Especially in Type-Moon, a world born from the Swirl of the Root whose development had veered increasingly off course, the emergence of Planet Wills had elevated them to extraordinary heights.
Even