The gods remained silent.
As the silence stretched on, a heat began to build within me, rising slowly but relentlessly toward my throat and eyelids. Just as I struggled to hold it back, a message appeared.
[‘The Heavenly Secrets Inspector’ lets out a long, resigned sigh.]
[‘The Heavenly Secrets Inspector’ says the protagonist is not dead yet.]
…What?
Tesilid is alive?
Though all my prior anguish seemed pointless, none of that mattered now.
“Are you serious?!”
I sprang to my feet, shouting without realizing it.
[‘The Heavenly Secrets Inspector’ confirms, saying that the protagonist of this ’round’ isn’t one to die so easily.]
A positive answer, yet strangely ominous in its tone.
But there was no time to ask more questions.
[‘The Heavenly Secrets Inspector’ departs to self-reflect.]
Of all beings, I never imagined the Inspector would show me this kindness. After offering my heartfelt thanks, I collected my thoughts.
First, I decided to search for evidence of…
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