The Journey of the Overlord

Underworld King John Pluto Smith stared at him, he could feel the incomparably powerful spell on the person in front of him, several times more powerful than himself in his prime, such a powerful existence, if he was the Godslayer, he couldn't possibly be unaware of it, that is, the other party was - [God of Disobedience]!

Why did the sudden disappearance of Az-Dakha just now have something to do with this [God of Disobedience]? And who is this [God of disobedience]? Why did it suddenly appear here, there was no one here to summon the [God of Disobedience], and there was no medium to summon the [God of Disobedience], what the hell was going on!

Stygian John Pruto Smith's mind was now filled with all sorts of questions, completely confused about the situation at this point.

However, while Hades John Pruto Smith was surprised, the man closed his eyes and seemed to be feeling something.

"Are there only two of them in total? But I just went and felt eight, what the hell is going on?"

Opening his eyes, he looked over to Hades John Pluto Smith and shook his head.

"Just, maybe I'm feeling wrong, but since there are only two of you in the world at this point, and you're the only one here, let's finish you off first."

'Finish off? What does he mean, do you want to fight!''

Underworld King John Pruto Smith was immediately on alert, after all, he was facing a [God of Disobedience] that had to be taken seriously.

"Then, the first one!"

The man looked at the [Jaguar] who was on guard against him, gripped the long black knife in his right hand, and then, hand up - knife down!

In the other place, in the Phantom Realm, the mother of the Godslayer, the witch Pandora, was now clenching her fists in a death grip.

"Otherworldly Az-Dakaha Mister, don't let me meet you again! Otherwise, I'll make you pay for it!"

"This time the children can only be allowed to be sacrificed in vain like this."

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On the surface of the sea, on top of the huge vein, a huge 200-meter-long elven train made of Greece's greatest treasure, adamantine iron, was speeding along.

In the train.

A young blonde girl was brought before the VIP room by a group elf, the gnome Melullo.

A small elf the size of the palm of her hand sat on her head, and the sense of reality of being in a different world suddenly multiplied. It was unknown what kind of biological functions this body the size of a palm had, but there were definitely functions that ordinary people didn't have to know about.

"Here! The Queen's room, here!"

"Thanks! Just take me here, and you can go back to the agency room."

"Got it! Give my regards to the Flying Bird's family for me!"

Yippee! Melody came down from the top of the teenager's head and departed with cute footsteps. The teen tilted his head, his head popping up in his head 'Who is the family of the flying bird?' The question, but I guess it was a mistake with someone.

'A petite little human elf is it. ...... to the younger group will be happy if they see it, but I don't think they can bring it back.'

Although I wanted to bring some souvenirs, this was too nonsensical.

Just a trip to a different world is suspicious enough, and a hand-sized elf and a giant train running on water are things that surely no one would believe. The teenage girls of the [CANARIA Foster Home] were a bit special, but they were still essentially modern children. If I told them these things, they would think they were children and be angry.

Next, the teenager faced the door again. As he raised his right hand with the intention of knocking on the door, a blonde haired girl walked over from the next carriage.

"...... Senpai? Called by the Queen again?"

"No, I'm here for something. What about you?"

"I ...... Well, it's similar to Senior. Wanted to retrieve the things that were deposited here."

The blond-haired teenage girl said extremely naturally. The teenager, too, wasn't the least bit surprised.

It was because she already knew about the mutation before it started.

Including the email that had been summoned to Hakutei, she knew all about it as well. It was unclear for what reason or reasons she had gotten involved with the Box Court - but the school's seniors and juniors, employers and hired researchers, those positions wouldn't change either.

Instead of asking, the teenager nodded with a serious expression.

"Is that so. Then you should know that the other party isn't very human, right?"

"Hmm. Much clearer than Senior."

"True or false. Although I'd like to ask now, let's wait until we get back."

The young man and the girl nodded together. Since both sides knew that they each harbored different hidden agendas, all that remained was to wait until the other was willing to speak up.

With a tense face, the teenager knocked on the door of the VIP room buttoned up.

But there was no response, so the teen knocked again, buttoned up, before a voice sounded inside.

"Come in. I give you permission."

The Queen's voice rang out. It sure looked like it was inside.

The two men righted themselves and walked into the VIP room. Flame gathered his wits to guard against how he would come to intimidate this time, but this time there didn't seem to be any traps set.

In contrast, a female dressed in a deacon's uniform, who appeared to be a maid, and a walking candlelight appeared.

The female maid had long dreadlocks and looked at them with soft eyes.

The maid, who had a mature feminine style, waved to the young girl with a smile on her face. The young woman returned the gaze with a hard smile and straightened her posture.

The interior was decorated just like a VIP room, with splendid decorations and candles lit in chandeliers carved from glass, illuminating the room flickeringly.

Walking candelabra with the seal of the Pale Flag carved into them moved around, ready for tea. They should be making tea on the other side of the small door that was only 50cm deep in the room, but how exactly they were making it, the young man wondered.

However, the other side is not the person who can easily get rid of these polite words.

Queen Halloween" in the oak plant made of a round table side sitting properly. In line with the gold queen, the nickname of blond hair and face is still beautiful - but.

I don't know why, but now they are looking at the boy with an expressionless scolding eyes.

The teenager wanted to explain the important matter as soon as possible, but looking at the other party's obvious displeasure like that, it was impossible to say it.

'......Is it possible that I've done something rude?'

The teenager asked the young girl with his sight. However, the young girl also unexpectedly looked at the teenager with a face full of bitterness. It seemed to her that the teenager had also done some sort of rude act.

Wanting to apologize but not knowing what he had done wrong, the teenager could only stare at the queen with embarrassment.

In this touch-and-go atmosphere - the maid lost her smile and pointed out the mistake.

"I say, Junior. The number of times you knocked on the door was wrong, wasn't it?"

"What?"

"Seniors, in international etiquette, it's three knocks if you're acquainted, four or more if you're meeting someone for the first time or are in the upper class. Only two knocks then ...... uh, that. It was originally used in the bathroom and such ...... Even if it was a mistake, it wouldn't be used when visiting the room of a person of noble status."

Not good. The teenager's cold sweat was flying.