Placing his hand on his chin, the Death God tilted his head in curiosity.
To say something horrifying like that, and in regards to Roxy, it makes me agitated.
That monkey seems to have done something from up in his tree.
It seems he thought he had killed Roxy and is disappointed.
The result was only that the shock shaved a few years off my life span.
Alright, the rematch starts here.
"Hmmm?"
There, the sound 'pikiri' came from Roxy's neck.
The necklace I gave her before our departure cracked and, when I looked, it crumbled apart and blew away.
After that, her fingers, the rings on them, they all shattered.
" ........ "
Well then.
That was a magic item to take the place of a single fatal wound, also magic rings that should protect from physical harm.
"Ah, I see... it was like that."
I was horrified.
I was struck with a chill so severe if felt like I had icicles running down my spine.
I experienced a pressure like a strong gale blowing from the Death God.
I know this feeling.
It's my usual cowardice.
I can't stop even if I understand it.
Involuntarily, I embrace Roxy tightly.
"R-Rudy... ?"
It's useless.
Only to this point.
My assumptions only came this far.
That necklace was something I had prepared in advance.
So it's not just luck.
Everything up until this point was within the scope of my predictions.
But, from now on, what?
The opponent came out with an instant kill with a single blow.
Trial and error?
With this guy as an opponent, we won't get many attempts.
There are not continues.
They have all been used up.
Someone will die if we continue with this guy any more than this.
We won't win.
It's not surprising that you can't challenge one of the Seven Major Powers from the front and win.
Why did I even think it was a good idea to challenge one of the Seven Major Powers directly?
Even Orsted said not to challenge him directly like this.
It was like that from the very beginning.
"Zanoba! It's no good. Try to retreat."
"Shishou!?"
"We can't win this round. We'll return for a rematch with the MK-I."
While still holding his club, Zanoba fell back two steps.
He came and looked at me over his shoulder.
"No no, we have a pretty good game going.
That thing a moment ago was particularly dangerous.
If you use it again, I don't have confidence I could prevent it.
You even made me use my trump card..."
The Death God murmurs.
A while ago I felt like he was honestly addressing us, but this is a lie.
Orsted also said it.
This guy is a provocateur.
He'll invite your attacks, he'll incite your defense.