After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King

"Yes, I can't see the prophecy about the 'blue-purple flame' anymore... I'm not sure what this means. Perhaps it indicates the calamity has been resolved, hmm..."

Mille Milyan said this while talking with Yila. She glanced at the young goddess who was communicating with the starlight body and, after a moment of silence, said, "Or, in the 'revelation' I've received, it's no longer considered that the calamity still exists."

In other words, that mysterious 'revelation' no longer believed that the young goddess was a threat to the world. Maybe, as the young goddess herself said... she was a goddess before she was a calamity.

"What's the principle behind your 'revelation'? It seems rather..."

Yila commented. He searched his brain for an appropriate word, finally saying simply, "Quite intelligent."

"Haha~ I don't know either... This ability, my father also had it."

Mille chuckled lightly. He had a clear, youthful face and looked quite relaxed... at least more relaxed than when Yila first met him, that Mille who always stayed on the Pope's throne.

"I haven't seen you sitting in the church for a long time."

Yila chatted casually, and Mille Milyan responded just as casually, like an ordinary friend: "I only stay there in very serious situations... Every Sunday, I lead a service."

Just like every believer in the god, on Sunday, in the faith of 'Unbelief,' Sunday is also a day of worship... Or rather, only the steadfast members of the Unbeliever Country and the devotees of the gods will specifically worship on that day.

"Compared to the church, I still prefer the study."

In Mille Milyan's words, Yila looked at the theocratic country's library. He recalled the study in the Empire, the study in the Demon King Territory... It seemed that no matter what kind of king, they preferred the study over the hall.

*Perhaps this is the difference between a 'place to read and chat' and a 'place to work'* and even Yila thought so.

"Me too."

Mille Milyan blinked in surprise at Yila, saying, "I thought you would prefer the battlefield to the study... I heard you spent a significant part of your life on the battlefield."

"..."

Yila rolled her eyes at her, then shook his head, saying, "Do I look like I enjoy killing? Or do you not know I was once a mage? Even a simple warrior wouldn't prefer the battlefield over his own home..."

*It made sense.*

"By the way, Sir Yila, regarding the prophecy of the next calamity, I'm not sure of anything yet, but if I notice any signs, I will immediately contact the White Tower, and then they..."

Mille Milyan was speaking when Yila ruffled his hair to stop him.

"I understand, but there's no need to rush. Your life shouldn't be only about calamities."

Like an elder, Yila sighed as he spoke... Although on the surface, Mille appeared just as a tool for predictions, in reality, he was also a tool for prophecy. But Yila didn't want him to see himself this way completely.

"How about this, it looks like the goddess and the starlight body over there will need a long time to finish their conversation. I'll borrow your kitchen to make some snacks for you... The Demon King Territory has a good chef, but I never had a chance to showcase my cooking skills."

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"I'm not sure what considerations everyone had when they voluntarily sacrificed themselves, but one thing is certain... Everyone probably didn't think that sacrificing themselves to seal the so-called 'chaos' was the only choice."

The young goddess responded to the starlight body's question. Indeed, only she could answer his questions. She said, "Clearly, everyone could choose to flee, not caring about the chaos, but escape to another place instead."

In other words, a plan similar to the 'desperate measure' Yila was currently undertaking.

Yila was exploring 'livable, resettleable, and habitable' planes in the White Tower, nominally keeping it from the Pure White Tower mages, but it couldn't be hidden from others.

Moreover, with Vera's loose lips, Yila's 'worst-case scenario' would soon be known by everyone. But... this was also part of Yila's plan.

*Sometimes, not everything needs to be kept secret.*

*Revealing a little, letting it spread slowly, is far better than sealing off information completely. Explaining the entire intention fully and gaining the world's understanding with a sincere attitude, even if it's an overly idealistic intention, is still better than a high-and-mighty posture.*

*So, both the starlight body and the young goddess understood Yila's intentions, and they could understand his thoughts... Yila definitely didn't want to witness the destruction of civilization for a second time.*

"There is a chance for life, but for the world and your creations, you chose the redemptive seal... including you, the gods, truly great, worthy of the name of the gods."

The starlight body said this full of admiration.

Looking at the starlight body in front of her, who was not a divine creation but a by-product, the young goddess seemed to see something. She shook her head and said, "It is not because one is a god that they are great, nor because one is great that they are a god."

"Great~"

Saying this, the young goddess raised her left hand finger and pointed to the sky, then raised her right hand finger and pointed to the right side of the sky, saying, "Or not (not great), can change with any reason, in the eyes of different people, there are different..."

Carrying a tray, Yila re-entered the study and continued, "In other words, it's subjective... From your perspective and from someone else's perspective, there may be different views."

While speaking, Yila placed the layered white rice cakes on the table and invited the god, the exceptional one, and the pope, "Come and try, I considered you might have different tastes, so I made separate honey syrups for you to add as you like."

Yila watched the three of them start eating the snacks curiously, then continued the topic, "For example, my past self, during the war, in the eyes of the Empire, I was an invincible War God, a symbol for civilians to strive to become nobles... but in the eyes of monsters?"

It would obviously fall under descriptions like 'terrifying.'

"Yeah, Starlight Body, you surely understand this well. So, similarly, the so-called 'greatness' is just like this."

The young goddess said, watching the starlight body nod thoughtfully. She then shrugged casually, examined the rice cake, and without hesitation... prepared the iconic snack as an Imperial would—

"Squeeze-ploop!"

Squeezed it! Squeezed out three-quarters of the syrup!

Truly worthy of the Imperial goddess!

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Yila just watched, and his pancreas nearly gave out from stress.