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

We are both looking forward to a perfect wedding for each other.

And this day has been a long, long time coming.

……

……

There are many preparations to be made before getting married.

If we were to talk about the most important things at a wedding, there would probably be three.

First, the bride and groom.

Second, guests and visitors.

Third, delicious food and fine wine.

Preparing these three things wouldn't be difficult for me; Icarus's culinary skills are more than enough to prepare a lavish wedding feast.

As for inviting guests, I plan to write some invitations.

Some were mailed over, while the rest were delivered by me personally.

of course.

Now is not the time to do these things.

After figuring out what to do for the wedding, I went to a cabin on the outskirts of Sharia to meet someone I had recently separated from.

Dragon God Orstide.

……

"Hmm, it's Rudeus..."

Wearing pajamas, Alster rubbed his sleepy eyes and pushed open the door from inside the house, yawning as he greeted me.

I stared blankly at the man in front of me.

He even doubted whether he was actually Alsterd.

That once dignified white hair was now a messy tangled mess.

The pajamas she was wearing completely destroyed that oppressive aura.

It's just like a poor office worker who finally gets off work at dawn and goes home, only to be dragged out of bed after sleeping for a short while.

"Um, Lord Orstide... what's going on?"

"Ah, she's just sleeping."

"That's it..."

He was just sleeping.

That's right.

Sleeping is a perfectly normal thing.

It's not unusual to sleep during the day or at night; you'll feel sleepy whenever you're tired.

But in the past, Rudius rarely saw Orstide sleeping.

Even if they do, they just lean back in their chairs and rest for a bit.

And now, with his hair all messed up and wearing pajamas...

It's really hard to equate him with the imposing Alsterd.

"Anyway, come in first."

Orstead said.

"Yes……"

At Alsterd's invitation, I entered the room.

The room was no different from before, except that there was an extra bed that looked very soft.

There were still creases on the bed from a body pressing down, indicating that Orstide must have been sleeping on this bed.

I randomly found a place to sit down.

to be frank.

Seeing Alsterd in his current state, I felt much more at ease.

how to say……

After all, the previous Alsterd gave the impression of always being on edge.

Even setting aside the curse on him, he exudes a strong sense of oppression.

The reason is easy to understand.

A man with strong goals and a willingness to stop at nothing to achieve them is inherently dangerous.

The aura accumulated through countless reincarnations gives Alsterd an aura that says "keep away" even without the influence of the curse.

This doesn't look good...

Well, I'm not really in a position to say that.

However, that was before.

The current Alsterd no longer exudes that astonishing aura of oppression.

The reason is quite simple.

He has been working tirelessly, trying relentlessly, and even relentlessly pursuing that "goal" until he achieves it...

It's completely over.

everything is over.

Whether it's fate or hatred...

"Mr. Alster, what are your plans next?"

I asked curiously.

"Yes, what should we do..."

Alster leaned against the wall in a somewhat languid posture, head down in thought.

Although it sounds like just small talk.

But I think he really wanted to answer that question.

At the very least, he was thinking about it seriously.

In fact, I think...

No one had considered this question before.

"What should we do after it's all over?"

This was something Orstide had probably never considered before.

Perhaps I did think about it at the beginning.

Thinking about how, after defeating the gods and humans, I'd like to live a much richer life...

However, if one continues to hold this view, it is probably impossible to endure so many cycles.

Therefore, Orstide probably already considered the destruction of gods and men as his lifelong pursuit.

Or to put it another way—the meaning of living.

For Alsterd

The meaning of life is to destroy both gods and men.

But now, that meaning has disappeared.

"I'm sorry, Rudius."

After thinking for a moment, Orstide looked up and said.

"I'm afraid it will take me some more time to get an answer."

"Let me rest for a while before that."

"Yes, please get some rest."

I said with a smile.

I really need to get some rest...

Take a deep rest to release all the fatigue that has been building up.

"So, Rudius?"

"You didn't come to see me just for idle chatter, did you?" Alster asked.

I took a deep breath.

"Yes, actually I want to..."

"..."

I told Alsterd what I wanted to do.

After hearing my thoughts...

Alsterd couldn't help but frown.

Is this important to you?

"Yes, it's important."

“I don’t intend to object, but I still want to advise you—dwelling on the past is not a good thing, and I think you know that very well.”

Yes, I understand.

So your answer hasn't changed?

"Yes, nothing has changed."