Pepe's intelligence

The Fantasy Tree stands here, and everyone feels familiar with it, as if it were the sun and the moon, having existed in their Fantasy Tree since birth. Bai Mo, with the history book between her fingers, and Ritsuka and her companions approach the Fantasy Tree.

And there, it seemed, was someone who had been waiting for quite some time.

"Indra? What are you doing here? I thought the person responsible for contacting me was Vishnu or Ganesha."

Bai Mo looked at the newcomer with some doubt in his voice.

"There's nothing we can do; after all, even the Heavenly Emperor has his duties to perform."

Indra looked at the Fantasy Tree before him and asked Bai Mo, who had walked up and was standing beside him:

So, what are your thoughts?

"What?"

"What's the state of the world now?"

Bai Mo turned his head and looked around. The world now was completely different from the India world he knew. In the Mahabharata, India was in a dualistic era, but as for the modern India he knew in the past... well, let's not talk about it.

So far, the situation here seems quite good. For India, at least along the way, the elderly are cared for, children are looked after, and almost everyone is very polite.

The only one who wasn't so friendly was Asha, who was facing Rama.

"For India, it's not bad."

What was India in your previous understanding?

"A scourge of the world?"

Bai Mo raised an eyebrow and gave an answer that made Indra's lips twitch slightly.

"Alright, we've gone off-topic. I only had one question for you: outsider." Indra looked in a certain direction, where there was only a barren mountaintop.

"As far as I know, the first place you arrived in was Greece, right? What an unlucky fellow, those foreigners really gave you a hard time, didn't they?"

"All I want to know right now is who's been leaking my personal information."

Bai Mo said irritably, Indra shrugged and laughed:

"It is the Alaya Consciousness."

In a certain space, Alaya Consciousness, who was watching the screen, suddenly froze, dropping the popcorn in his hand to the ground. He rubbed his face, looked at Indra, and answered Bai Mo's question like a shop assistant in a mall telling a customer where the restroom was.

Alaya Consciousness slid off the sofa, making exaggerated noises.

"What are you doing? Ouch!"

On the other side, Indra said to Bai Mo, "Your luck is really bad. If it were any other mythology, at least the gods of this planet would recognize you as an outsider at first glance."

But unfortunately, those Greece weren't gods born from this planet; they probably just projected a bunch of meaningless fantasies onto you, right?

Bai Mo slapped himself in the face.

"Those bastards over there, forget it. I'll settle accounts with them sooner or later anyway. You asking this... you're not testing my attitude towards God, are you?"

Bai Mo raised an eyebrow, keenly sensing Indra's intentions.

Indra, having his thoughts exposed, waved his hand and said, "Alas, I'm still not good at communication. In fact, I'm the last person who should be here negotiating with you."

That's right, I'm here as the king of the India gods to ask you this question.

"You are about to transfer to this Lostbelt. Leaving aside human affairs for now, how do you intend to face us gods? As the King of Gods, I must ascertain this."

Instantly, the atmosphere on the field became somewhat heavy. Ritsuka looked troubled; she wasn't used to this kind of adult-level communication, which made her feel very oppressed.

Unlike other Lostbelt, there are no gods in Russia or the East. Although there are gods in the Northern Europe, most of them have died in battle, leaving only Skadi.

But this place is different; there are quite a few deities here.

As everyone knows, Bai Mo has a strong aversion to the gods.

While the gods and humans were negotiating on one side, on another side, atop the mountain watched by Indra...

There was nothing there, only the rustling of wild grass and the buzzing of bees. But this was only the surface; in the shadows, a queen was watching the distant, Fantasy Tree, and also watching Bai Mo and his party.

Rewinding to a long time ago, Peperoncino, the Crypter of the Fourth Lostbelt, escaped the Fourth Lostbelt and the [Maha Pralaya] under the desperate protection of his Servant, Ashwatthama.

"Phew, that was terrifying! If that thing had hit me, I would have been finished. I wouldn't have had a chance to reincarnate."

Sitting in the central building of Olympus, the abode of the gods, Peperoncino smiled with an extremely distorted facial expression, looking at the leader of A-Team in front of him, the current strongest of the Crypter — Wodime.

And the Divine Servant behind him.

"This is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. India's complete unity of purpose is truly terrifying. It's a pity you can't ally with them; otherwise, perhaps they could even contend with my world."

Wodime gave a smile full of aristocratic etiquette, without any hint of mockery, his tone genuinely expressing his pity for Pepe's plight.

"Huh? Impossible. Team leader, don't try to comfort me. If we're talking about mythology, maybe there's a chance if we merge with the divine, but unfortunately, the appearance of that power has completely eliminated my chance."

More than that, I'm grateful for your mercy in sparing my life. Thank you for taking in a stray dog like me.

"Don't talk about yourself like that. Now that you've escaped your Lostbelt, I'll naturally protect you, although the analogy isn't very nice... well, like the Church Magecraft the Far East's [Holy Grail War] that protects the defeated."

"Is that so? Then I'll be grateful for your help. By the way, is there anything interesting about Olympus?"

"There are fully automated brothels, huh, losers. Well, it's alright to fail. It's normal for weak humans to fail. Go and get some rest. As for deciding the future of the planet, that's not something you should be meddling in."

Footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by a fiery figure. Silk ribbons fluttered around her like a blooming flower, yet emanated a terrifying power. Sensing the overwhelming pressure, the newcomer was undoubtedly a deity.

"Oh, I never imagined that the first deity I would encounter after arriving in Olympus would be the god of love and beauty. What an honor! I feel that all my future good fortune will be blessed by your presence."

Peperoncino said with an exaggerated expression, while on the other side, Wodime subtly shifted his gaze to Aphrodite and said, "My lord, it seems you are in high spirits today, but if you wish to attend the tea party, please inform us in advance so that we can make the necessary preparations for you."

"There's no need for that. I'm only here to see the survivors of this Lostbelt war. You're quite lucky. Your three companions from the previous Lostbelt all died, but you survived because you gave up early."

I heard that some Chaldea remnants have also entered your Lostbelt. Will your subordinates there encounter them?

"That's true, but it has nothing to do with me now."

Peperoncino laughed, seemingly unbothered by Cupid's teasing and mockery. Seeing this, Cupid left, somewhat disinterested. After he left, Peperoncino also stood up and said:

"Alright, since that's the case, I should get started."

"Are you leaving, Pepe?"

"Yes, although your place is very nice, I still really want to see the customs and culture of other Lostbelt. Hmm, let's go to Lostbelt Six first. After all, unlike Kadoc and the others, I can't rest easy about Beryl."

Thus, Peperoncino traveled to the Britain Lostbelt, met the queen who ruled Britain, and presented her with intelligence. Considering that the Lostbelt would eventually descend into chaos, and that Arjuna, the all-powerful being of the Fourth Lostbelt, was clearly not a stable entity, this was a strategic move.