Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

"Hehe... What a coincidence, that's not even a domain I can control. I only slightly paused the entire Earth-Moon system, but objectively time is still moving. It's just a pause on space and biological consciousness, a little trick."

He was extremely humble, never boasted or showed off, yet to the ears of humans, he was more Versailles than Versailles itself.

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, in the horrified gazes of Satomi Rentaro and Hiruko Kagetane as if they were looking at a ghost or a god, the gentlemanly and elegant Dark Four Heavenly Kings' wise general, Mefilas, suddenly appeared from the darkness, strolling leisurely.

The month-long agreement has arrived. At this moment, in this place, Mefilas gracefully laments the end of the gentleman's promise:

"I'm sorry, Rentaro-kun, it seems you're out of the game."

As these words fell, what was simultaneously instilled into the minds of Satomi Rentaro and Hiruko Kagetane was a real-time scene of people maliciously injuring and killing hundreds of cursed children throughout Tokyo at the very end of this month!

Book 1: 517. Mefilas, the Triad God, as you wish!

517. Mefilas, the Triad God, as you wish!

"I, I, I... I really, I really failed?"

Although he had guessed that this would be the case long before the date arrived, when the scene was actually projected into his mind, Rentaro Satomi turned ashen-faced and kept repeating words that sounded like he was drowning.

With a thud, he and Yeonjoo, who was running a high fever, fell to the ground, looking utterly dejected.

He was dejected, but instead of feeling shocked and unable to accept it, he accepted the reality immediately, because he already knew it would be like this. At this moment, apart from feeling cold all over, Satomi Rentaro immediately accepted the reality.

It's over.

There's nothing to fix, it's over, because of my own failure... No, the problem isn't with me, it's with those politicians!

Those foolish people, those evil politicians, they are hindering themselves from saving humanity. Haha, humanity doesn't thank Rentaro Satomi, humanity doesn't need Rentaro Satomi.

So let it be destroyed, let it be destroyed.

Since humanity only wants destruction, then let them be destroyed. It's not our fault; everyone is courting their own demise!

It's just a pity for Enju, Dr. Muroto, Kisaragi-nee and Miori... But haha, they're not going to live anyway, so let them die, let them die, let them die!

"Die, all of you! Destroy everything! Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

Rentaro Satomi laughed maniacally, his voice hoarse and strained, as if he were going mad.

Hiruko Kagetane did not mock Rentaro, because he had also been through a period when he was betrayed by humans, had nowhere to turn, and was still a submissive citizen who dared not rebel against authority and did not know what to do.

He truly understood Rentaro's feelings all too well.

However, precisely because he understands, he has long since crossed this threshold and boundary. As long as he abandons his weakness, he is invincible!

Of course, this only applies to humans; it does not apply when facing extraterrestrials.

"Respected Alien Mefilas, since you have stopped everything except for Rentaro Satomi and me, does that prove that I, like him, am just a pawn that you have taken notice of and paid attention to?"

Hiruko Kagetane bowed respectfully and said, "If that's the case, may I presume to make a small request? May I take over from Satomi Rentaro and make a new request?"

The gentleman from the planet Mefilas glanced sideways: "What, you also want to save humanity?"

"No, that's not the case,"

Hiruko Kagetane continued to bow humbly, "I only hope that, if you would allow me to do so, you could lend me a little bit of your great power so that I can manipulate this chaotic world as I please. I think that might be interesting? Perhaps you would find that more interesting?"

The alien from Mefilas smiled and nodded: "That sounds more interesting than Rentaro-kun."

"That--"

"But you have indeed misunderstood me, Kagehime-kun."

Before Hiruko Kagetane could even feel a surge of joy, the Mefilas alien had already elegantly shattered the possibility of this fantasy: "To me, whether it's Rentaro or you, you're just an audience member I casually left behind."

“He’s not special, and neither are you. I did give him a chance, but that doesn’t mean I’ll give someone else a chance.”

At this point, the alien from the planet Mefilas paused meaningfully, an aura of wicked pleasure emanating from him, as if he were admiring the heartbroken Hiruko Kagetane, or perhaps brewing something.

"Of course, for some games, I only need to play them once, and I'll get tired of them if I play them more. But for some games, it's the opposite. Even though I've played them countless times, I'm still obsessed with them because I've never succeeded even once."

What does it mean?

Both the crazed Rentaro Satomi and the heartbroken Kagetane Hiruko were taken aback. Could an unparalleled powerhouse like the Alien Mefilas also lose a game?

This is something they simply cannot imagine.

However, the nature of this game, which they had failed countless times, was clearly no longer something they needed to rack their brains to guess.

The Mefilas alien didn't care at all whether his failures would be seen as a disgrace by others. He clapped his hands lightly, and with that crisp sound, a little girl covered in his own blood suddenly appeared.

She looked to be only about nine years old, so poor that she couldn't even afford a pair of straw sandals. Perhaps she once had such a pair, but they had been forcibly taken off and destroyed or thrown away by the citizens who hated the cursed child.

Her little dress was dirty and filthy, covered in dust and smelling of other garbage, proving that she had survived until now by wearing that dress and rummaging through countless trash cans every day, searching for food that others didn't want.

Taking a bath is also difficult. If she bathes in a lake or similar place, others will immediately recognize her as the cursed child and gather around to throw stones or other objects at her in the lake.

So he dared not take a bath, could not take a bath, even though he only had this one set of clothes to wear, even though the clothes were so filthy that they were unspeakable, he only dared to sneak out to take a bath once a month in the middle of the night.

Skin and bones, so hungry he was on the verge of collapse.

Right now, his scalp is still bleeding from being broken by the sharp stones. If he doesn't receive treatment, he will die within the next few days even if he doesn't suffer any more blows.

This is a classic example of a cursed child.

Rentaro Satomi didn't know her, nor did Kagetane Hiruko, but they all knew her.

Because in the images that the Mefilas aliens implanted into their minds before the world was stopped, there was one of this cursed child being besieged by a mob and almost killed.

Now, this little girl has been transferred here and given special privileges. Unlike everything else, she has not been frozen and is able to meet Mefilas, the wise general of the Dark Four Heavenly Kings from the Dark Nebula-Emperor Empire.

She couldn't understand what was happening. No one introduced her to anyone. All she knew was that the strange person in front of her had something to say to her, and she had to follow her own instincts and answer truthfully.

She wasn't being manipulated; it was her own will. She had a sudden realization and understood everything.

"Looks like there's no need for introductions this time, hehe, let's skip the formalities and get straight to the point."

Looking down at the filthy little girl, the Mefilas alien showed no disgust or impatience.

Just as he had done to children on countless planets, including Earth, in the main universe of the Land of Light, here, the Mefilas alien, playing his favorite game, uttered that classic line:

"Rin-kun, would you sell the Earth to me?"

The little girl was stunned and at a loss. Although she knew what she was going to hear, she never expected it to be like this: "Sell you the Earth...? But I don't have an Earth!"

“Yes!” Rentaro Satomi exclaimed, “The Earth belongs to all of us, how could it belong to just one person? It can’t be sold off by one person!”

Even though he already knew he had failed and that the other side was doomed to be destroyed, he still subconsciously spoke up when it came to selling Earth.

This is a natural sense of honor as a native race of Earth.

Hiruko Kagetane glanced at Satomi Rentaro: "Don't you understand, Rentaro?"

"What do you know?" Rentaro asked, bewildered.

"You and I, me and you, are now merely listeners, mere spectators," Hiruko Kagetane said calmly. "Whose Earth truly is it? Does it belong to humanity, to all the native animals of Earth combined, or simply to an ordinary, cursed child..."

"None of these things matter, because who owns the Earth depends solely on it, solely on what this Mefilas alien is willing to think."

Upon hearing these words, Rentaro Satomi was stunned for a moment, "How could this be..."

The alien from Mefilas chuckled and said, "You're really smart. I can't help but applaud you. Perhaps I can give you a second more attention, Shadow Prince."

That's right, who owns the Earth is objectively irrelevant.

The important thing is that Hemefilas subjectively believes who is qualified to sell Earth.

This is the devilish gentleman, the wicked alien Mefilas, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Empire.

He may appear to be a gentleman, but beneath that gentlemanly facade lies an undeniable demon, which is why he is a villain and why the Ultra Warriors repeatedly thwart his wicked game.

Even if those games hadn't been stopped or interrupted by the Ultra Warriors, he would never have succeeded even once.

Because that is the main universe of the Kingdom of Light, and those are the civilizations and beings of that main universe.

And now, here, the game that the Mefilas aliens are playing again is about to have a slightly different outcome for the first time.

"Come on, Rin-kun, as long as you say it, as long as you tell me 'the Earth is yours,' you will receive a reward beyond your expectations."

The Mefilas alien smiled, not with feigned enticement or empty promises, but with a genuine commitment.

"If you ask me to say it like this, do you want an immortal lifespan, unparalleled wealth, the power to defeat a level 5 Gastrea, inexhaustible food, undeniable and captivating beauty, and countless unique and gorgeous clothes to keep you warm?"

"Come on, Rin-kun, sell me the Earth, and you can choose anything you want."

Rentaro Satomi's eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to shout, "No! Even if a human is to die, they should never be a traitor!"

But he couldn't shout it out. On the contrary, he could only watch and listen as the little girl, whom the Mefilas aliens called Bell, began to shine with a light in her eyes, and for the first time began to think, wandering and pondering something.

Are they considering whether or not to sell the Earth?

No, that's not right... That's... that's clearly an expression of someone considering what kind of return they're hoping to get!

The little girl was timid. Although she mustered her courage, she still spoke as if she was afraid the person in front of her might hit her at any moment. Her timidity was dispelled: "Uncle, I don't want any of these. Can I have something else?"

“Sure,” the Mefilas alien smiled, encouraging the little girl to make her choice. “Come on, tell me, what do you want?”

"me……"

After much hesitation and deliberation, wondering if she was worthy of this reward and this blessing, the little girl hesitated for several seconds before finally expressing her most desired request with the courage she dared not even think about it.

"I—I don't want to be bullied anymore, I don't want to be looked down upon or hurt by them anymore. I don't want to be driven away by them, I don't want to be beaten to death. I want to, I want to live like a human being!"

They gave up immortality, wealth comparable to a nation's, inexhaustible food and clothing, beauty surpassing that of humans, and many, many more blessings.

He was a cursed child who was constantly displaced, constantly driven away, constantly scorned, never home, never considered human, and abandoned on the streets by his parents from birth.

She didn't have those lofty ideas, those lofty needs, or those lofty desires.

She only asked for one thing.

To be treated like a normal human being, to be respected, and to be granted human rights—that's all.

"Sell the Earth... just for this?" Rentaro Satomi murmured, feeling that it was so absurd and ridiculous that it was simply incomprehensible.

“What you consider ‘just this’ is something they were deprived of from the very first second of their birth.” Hiruko Kagetane sighed, but surprisingly, he wasn’t surprised. “Ah, what a pity.”

If only he could be chosen and given the power to sell the Earth.

Although he corrected Rentaro's statement, ultimately, he felt the same way as Rentaro: it was too wasteful.

Moreover, the uneducated Cursed Children don't actually know many methods, and that wicked Mefilas alien really can just ordinary, mundane ways to redeem the Cursed Children.

After all, this Mefilas alien doesn't seem like the kind of hero who walks the righteous path.

The little girl didn't listen to Rentaro Satomi and Kagetane Hiruko's voices. She looked at the Alien Mefilas with fear and trepidation, clinging to her greatest hope: "Is this alright?"