Volume 12 Chapter 33 Ragnarok
Called by Ice, we had gathered together.
Five party members, 2 masters. A total of 7. With these 7, we were heading once again to the Demon King Castle, where Rollo was said to be waiting.
The city was in worse shape than in the morning. Because of Surtr, Fenrir, and Jormungand's rampage, it was harder to find buildings that weren't in ruins.
We were marching over the rubble.
"...The demons that occupied the Demon King's army this morning are gone now."
I muttered as I crossed over the broken castle walls. Even though it had been so lively in the morning, now there wasn't a single person around.
The eerily quiet city and the Demon King's base looked strangely unsettling. It felt like we were getting closer to a place we shouldn't approach.
And there we stood, in front of the towering, ice-like Demon King Castle.
"...Let's go in."
When I said that, everyone silently held their breath and entered.
Even though we had been invited by the enemy, there was no need to hide at all.
We moved forward. Climbing the stairs. Following the hallway, we reached the innermost door.
Then, it opened.
The Demon King's audience chamber. It was still a spacious area. Hours had passed since morning, and the sunlight was shining brightly, illuminating the room.
And at the far end, on the Demon King's throne, Rollo was sitting comfortably.
"...Rollo."
When I called out, Rollo opened hwe eyes as if ahe had been sleeping.
"...Ah, it's Master~♡ And it looks like everyone is here too. I've been waiting~♡ I waited so long that I even fell asleep."
With a mischievous giggle, Rollo stands up.
Meanwhile, we all look at Rollo with serious faces.
I plead in a calm tone.
"...Rollo, can we stop this? We've defeated everyone except you. Even if another god appears, you know we can win."
In response to my call, Rollo answers.
"Master, you don't want to fight Rollo~? I guess Master is just a coward~♡."
Rollo teases me. I shake my head and say.
"Everyone was strong. Hel, Surtr, Fenrir, Jormungand. All of them. So, I think Rollo must be strong too. I know it would be fun to fight. But, you see..."
I continue.
"...beating up someone from our side isn't a good feeling. Surtr, Fenrir, and Jormungand had no chance to talk, so we had to do it that way."
I stare at Rollo.
"But now, I can talk with Rollo like this. Right?"
I smile at Rollo to ease the tension. Rollo looks at me and murmurs softly.
"...Really, Master is a wonderful person."
Those words were faint, almost inaudible to me.
She probably didn't want me to hear. Rollo mumbles quietly.
"If only I could have met Master much earlier, on that day thousands of years ago when everything was first tainted..."
"Rollo...?"
"―――But, it's not too late, even now. Rollo, no, Loki has regained his strength. So, I'll do my best from here on out. I'll see it through to the end."
Rollo looks down. Then, she mutters something softly.
"We're all going to be happy together."
She lifts her head. With sharp eyes, she stares at me with an expression she hasn't shown before.
Then, in her usual tone, she laughs, "Hehe~♡"
"I'm going to show you something amazing now, my master~!"
Saying that, Rollo crosses her arms in front of her.
Her right hand is down. It moves like a wolf, snapping open and closed. Her left hand is up. She clenches it into a fist.
What is this? I feel cautious. Is she planning to attack us?
But there's no killing intent. I watch her closely, still on guard.
Rollo rotates her crossed arms, both at the same time, in a clockwise motion. The wolf hand moves from bottom to top, while the fist moves from top to bottom.
The fist. I wonder if it's mimicking something. Like, the moon, the sun...
But arms are just arms. Again, they cross and intertwine, coming to a stop. The wolf hand wraps around the clenched fist of the moon and sun.
And then, she tears it off.
"!?"
I hear a sickening sound of flesh tearing. Rollo rips off her left wrist with her right hand and holds it high into the sky. Blood drips from the cut surface of her left wrist.
At that moment, Ice understands her intention and sends an ice bird flying toward Rollo.
"Everyone...! Stop her! That must be Domain Control...!"
Startled, we begin to move. But it was too late.
Rollo's mouth writhes.
"Domain Control: 'Fated End (Ragnarok)'."
―――Somewhere far away, a rooster crowed.
The sun set at a visible speed. Sunset. Twilight. The audience chamber we were in was dyed a deep red.
At the same time, a strong blizzard began to rage. Outside the window, the sound of wind and snow started to roar.
Stars fell from the sky, and even though it was snowing, there were no clouds.
Outside the window, I saw the 3 we had defeated getting back up. Fenrir, Jormungand, Surtr. As they embraced the twilight, the great monsters revived.
In the sky, a horrifying ship appeared. A ship of demons invading the land of the gods.
"So, here we are, my master~♡."
Rollo, no, Loki, smiled mischievously at us. The left hand that had been torn off was already restored.
"Ragnarok has begun~♡ Now, let's have lots of fun♡."
"~~~~~~~!"
I gritted my teeth. But deep down, I had known from the start.
Surely Rollo wouldn't be stopped by persuasion. The only way to deal with this was through strength.
"Let's all become a family and be happy together~♡."
The leader of Ragnarok, the free-spirited one, the god of endings, the Demon King of destruction.
Loki stood in our way.
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