After every one of the Evil God’s seals was released, while Aram and Ater hurried about trying to persuade the beasts, the Evil God—who appeared to have lost even reason itself—kidnapped the pair. It was quite literally an abduction.
“It looked as though I had been kidnapped from reality, but that was not what actually happened….”
Ater nodded at Aram’s mutter.
“But now you truly have been kidnapped. When you eventually return home, it will be difficult to reassure everyone by telling them that nothing as terrible as they feared actually happened.”
“Enough with the unpleasant truths.”
“Someone must face reality.”
“How did a person with that personality ever become a royal librarian?”
“I suspect it was possible because there was no librarian more capable than I was.”
“I see.”
It was easily said, but the truth could not have been so simple. A royal court was bound to be a den of demons in any dimension.
A world of monsters wearing human skin. If he had become a royal librarian in such a place on ability alone, then that ability must have been so overwhelming no one could deny it.
That was why Aram could smile.
“I feel greatly reassured that such an…
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