Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

The rocky shoreline of Hakone.

A broken sword was firmly embedded in a crevice in the rock. Waves crashed against the reef, sending up white sprays of foam. The air was filled with a damp, salty smell.

There was a man with a noble air about him, sporting brown, tousled hair, and a beautiful girl with short silver hair and a youthful appearance.

"It does indeed possess a unique aura."

"It seems you've suffered quite a bit here."

Touching his chin, Makoto Haramura casually sat on a protruding rock, his gaze sharp as a knife.

His gaze at that moment was like that of an X-ray machine; everything would eventually be exposed before him.

"I did suffer a small loss at the beginning, but I've already made up for it."

Athena raised her snow-white, swan-like neck.

She doesn't deny that she suffered a loss, but in her full condition, she reinforced this guy's seal several times over.

"It is indeed a very strong seal."

"Such a seal is something that even a god-ancestor could ignore, let alone humans."

"Even disobedient gods would be unlikely to discover it."

Makoto Haramura did not hold back in praising Athena.

Athena is not a god skilled in sealing.

But the seal displayed here is of an extraordinary level.

"But, goddess of wisdom."

Have you ever considered one of the possibilities?

Haramura Makoto, who was sitting, suddenly stood up and went directly to the front of the broken sword.

"Maybe? What might be possible?"

Athena didn't quite understand what Makoto Haramura was trying to say.

"That is."

Haramura Makoto suddenly reached out and grabbed the exposed hilt of the sword.

The pale golden magic naturally dissipated.

"What's here is just a prop used to deceive people."

"How could..."

Before Athena could finish her sentence, Makoto Haramura's magic had already erupted.

Makoto Haramura pulled out the broken sword that sealed the last king and the strongest steel in the world.

"boom!"

The magic exploded like a volcanic eruption.

A terrifying aura spread outwards, as if something terrifying was about to awaken.

The current changes in the world are merely a welcome to this great being.

"Are you crazy? Prepare to face that guy right now."

“This is not what you just said. It’s obvious that this guy is sealed here.”

Athena retreated several steps in an instant.

She was really startled just now. There was no way she wouldn't be shocked when they were talking peacefully on one side and then the seal was suddenly broken on the other.

"Do not make jokes."

"Even if it's acting, it should be made to look real and be believable."

"Otherwise, how could I have fooled you, the goddess of wisdom, right?"

Makoto Haramura rolled his eyes in annoyance.

The outpouring of magic continued, but just as Makoto Haramura had said.

The person who was supposed to be there did not emerge from that seal.

A lot of time has passed; even if he was asleep, he should have come out long ago.

Athena's expression had turned quite grim.

Now that things have come to this, even she can no longer be stubborn and can only honestly admit that Haramura Makoto's words are correct.

First, she was injured, and the place where she painstakingly sealed it was actually just a smokescreen set up by the enemy.

She is Athena, the dignified Greek goddess of wisdom.

This person has really made a fool of himself by being deceived by a trick.

It was at this time.

Makoto Haramura's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Erica, what's wrong?"

……

You Shi, an old wooden cabin.

Inside the wooden house, three figures sat cross-legged around a fireplace.

The hearth is a unique feature of traditional island dwellings.

The specific design involves digging a square space under the living room floor, covering it with ash, and then using it as a fire source for cooking.

Right now, the three elders of the official history compilation committee are gathered around the fireplace, exchanging ideas.

Susanoo, a burly, elderly-looking man with a full beard.

The goddess Sita is dressed in a gorgeous and graceful kimono of twelve pieces.

A great wizard in black, as thin as a skeleton, who has transcended the realm of human life and death.

The three of them rarely gathered together, sitting around the hearth.

The first to speak was the black-robed archmage, who asked in a hoarse, dry voice, "Are we just going to stand by and watch?"

Sita and Susanoo turned their gaze to the black-clad archmage.

The latter pursed his lips.

"That woman was too fast. Without any warning, the sword was taken away. By the time I realized it, it was too late to stop her."

"It's a minor matter if the God-King is released, but if the God-King is killed, the fact that Rama was sealed here will be exposed."

"Not only that, we didn't want to provoke that god-slayer in the first place."

"With the God Lord being released this time, our exposure is inevitable."

"At that time, let alone the two of us, even my husband wouldn't be able to withstand that demon king."

Susanoo squinted his eyes, took a sip of sake, and said nothing.

After the black-robed sorcerer finished speaking to his husband, his gaze shifted to Princess Sita.

"If that strongest steel senses the aura of the Godslayer, it will probably revive immediately, right? Does Your Highness Sita really want to just watch Rama awaken?"

Sita, who was being stared at, reached out her hand to cover her mouth.

"You must be joking. I don't have the power to fight the Demon King."

After saying this, Sita looked at Susanoo.

Susanoo simply rolled his eyes.

"Forget it, I graduated from the position of God of Disobedience a long time ago, otherwise why would I be hiding here?"

Susanoo paused here.

"Moreover, even the God-King might not lose to this Demon King."

"Hmm? Could it be that the Divine Lord possesses even greater power?"

Sita immediately became interested and stared intently at her husband.

He pulled out his pipe, lit the tobacco inside, took a deep drag, and exhaled a cloud of smoke.

“That’s not a given. Otherwise, why do you think I chose the Divine Lord as the medium for suppressing Rama?”

At this moment, the black-robed archmage snorted.

"Stop playing games, my dear husband. This isn't the time to play games."

"An impatient fellow."

Susanoo tapped the ash from his pipe and chuckled softly.

"The reason why the God Lord was chosen as the guardian deity to suppress them is firstly because the God Lord and Rama share many similarities in their attributes as the God of Steel."

“Using a deity to suppress it will achieve twice the result with half the effort.”

"Secondly, of course, is strength."

"As the God of Steel, the God-King's strength is second only to the strongest steel. It is precisely because of this that the God-King has become one of the very few gods who understands that secret technique and can use it."

"That secret technique?"

The black-robed archmage was taken aback.

Sita was the first to react, his expression changing slightly as he exclaimed, "It's the Great Covenant Law?!"

"Correct!"

Susanoo clapped his hands and said with a smile, "So we don't need to worry about anything at all."

As he said this, he narrowed his eyes and said in a playful tone:

"While a demon king who is a god-slayer is powerful, his identity as a god-slayer predetermines his weakness when facing a god-king."

"With the Covenant Law in place, the more god-slayers that come, the more dangerous it becomes. If we're not careful, we'll die at the hands of the monkeys."

Susanoo chuckled as he said this:

"So, for us, we can just watch."

"If that's the case, then that's really great. We can just sit here and watch the tigers fight."

After Susanoo's explanation, the black-clad mage instantly understood and felt relieved.

He was well aware of the terrifying nature of that secret technique.

In addition, the Divine Lord's innate sensitivity to battle makes it virtually impossible for him to lose.

Upon hearing this, only Sita's expression turned somewhat strange.

"Even if the Divine Lord wins, it won't be good for us."

“We’ve imprisoned the God-King for so long. I’m afraid that after he gets rid of the God-Slayer, the first thing he’ll do is kill us.”

"Last time it was a calculated move, but I'm not confident I can trick the God again."

Upon hearing Sita's words, Susanoo and the black-robed archmage fell silent.

The reason they remained silent was that Sita's words were completely without fault.

They were the ones who, together with a small force among humans, summoned the God and set a trap for him.

This deity is not petty at all; seeking revenge against them is inevitable.

Let's wait and see the results.

"If all else fails, we'll just run away to another place."

"That monkey doesn't have that much patience either. If it doesn't find it after a while, it will probably give up on its own."

"Well, probably."

After a long while, Susanoo finally spoke dryly.

It's already quite obvious; even he himself thinks that the possibility of saying that statement is extremely low.

The atmosphere, which had just become relaxed, has now turned gloomy again.