Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

“I am Rudius Grerat, and she is my daughter, Lala Grerat.”

I took a deep breath and began to speak.

"Well, although it sounds a bit sudden, Lala and I are actually working towards the goal of defeating the god of men."

"...A god?"

"Yes, it is a god among men."

It seems to have been awakened by a long-forgotten memory.

Upon hearing this word, the skill master's eyes widened.

"As far as I know, the god that Your Excellency the God of Skill wants to defeat is also a human god, right?"

I asked tentatively.

"……do not know."

God of technology...

Laplace shook his head.

"I only remember that I had to defeat some god, but I don't remember which god it was."

"Not even a vague recollection?"

"No."

Upon hearing this answer...

Lala and I exchanged a glance.

In that massive explosion in the Lingus Sea, the Demon God and the God of Skill were completely separated.

The memories were completely severed, turning into two separate individuals.

Therefore, there is absolutely no such thing as a vague memory.

After all, for the God of Skill, the memories from the Demon God's side are practically nonexistent, so there's no possibility of making any connections.

That being said.

Lala and I remain confident that we can gain his trust.

"Orstead."

"……what?"

"In the future, about five hundred years from now, in order to defeat the gods, we and Orstide opened the gate to the world of nothingness."

Under the questioning gaze of the God of Technology, Lala and I told him about the situation so far.

"That's the way it is."

I took a deep breath.

"The gods used time magic to send me to this era in order to kill me, hoping to defeat me in this way."

"Then in order to get out of this situation... I have to find a way to live for 500 years."

"And in this matter, the only person I can think of is you."

After listening to my explanation, the master nodded.

"I see. So this is why you've been searching for me all this time. I understand now."

"That's what the God of Skill said."

“Orstide…the son of the first Dragon God. I vaguely remember that he was to pass on my skills to someone…but whether he was Orstide or not, I have no way of confirming.”

"In the end, everything you're saying is so absurd and unbelievable."

"However, if it's just this level of help, I don't mind."

I froze for a moment.

Judging from what he said just now, it seemed like he was going to refuse.

But in the end, they said they would agree...

It's really hard to understand.

After all, in my opinion, this is not something that can be done easily.

The magic of immortality, which has been attempted for over a hundred years without success.

Perfecting it is no easy task.

not to mention……

The current God of Skill has also lost a large amount of his memories.

It's unsettling whether we can actually do the same things as before.

"Simply extending lifespan is not easy, but I happen to have done research in this area before and I happen to have some technical knowledge in this area."

"Through special instruments, one can enter a state of deep sleep, during which thousands of years can be read in the blink of an eye."

"However, this technology has an unsolvable problem: during the dormant period, the user becomes vulnerable to attack."

"Sleepers will lose the ability to protect themselves."

The God of Skill said this.

Lala and I exchanged a glance.

Then, the master continued.

"According to you, Orstide will be reincarnated in about 400 years."

“If everything is as you say, then Orstide should find me after he turns around.”

"Only then will I be able to determine whether your claims are true or not?"

"If that's the case, I won't do anything unnecessary."

"But if you lie to me, then you will die in your sleep."

The God of Skill said in a very calm tone.

"..."

His calm tone sent a chill down one's spine.

It turned out to be the case.

To prolong one's life, one must, like Alina Lige, spend a long time in a deep sleep.

Not only me, but Lala would feel the same way.

of course.

Because Lala's lifespan is longer than mine.

So she can stay awake for a little longer, waking up every now and then.

But anyway.

If Orstide hadn't appeared before the God of Skill at the point of reincarnation.

Lala and I will definitely be killed by the God of Tech.

Since we're going to rely on the power of the God of Skill, we're bound to take risks.

This is understandable.

Lala and I exchanged a glance.

After communicating through spoken words, they finally made up their minds.

"Then please lend us a hand."

"it is good."

It was much simpler than I had imagined.

No one expected to be so lucky to meet the master of skills, and then naturally gain his trust.

The God of Technology granted Lala and my request.

The specific method of assistance was to use magical items to put Lala and me into a deep sleep.

The body does not age while asleep.

And so the long time passed.

……

After the decision was made.

Lala and the God of Techniques then began collecting materials to create magical items.

To save time, the three of us need to divide the work and cooperate.

Lala is in charge of purchasing the necessary materials.

The master craftsman transformed these materials into magical artifacts.

There's nothing I can do.

At most, it provides its own magic, acting as a battery.

fortunately.

The continent of Bekarit is rich in various magical enhancements and dungeon equipment.

Collecting them was quite easy.

that's it.

Almost two months have passed.

The magical artifact used to prolong life and induce sleep has been completed.

402. Farewell in the Final Battle