Erica: "However, the Last King's attributes are somewhat advantageous against Athena, so the situation in the battle is still unclear."

Erica: "That's why I said, Lord Su Mo can come back when he has time."

Erica's lack of hassle is understandable.

With Athena, the creator goddess, around, the final king may not necessarily be able to win.

Her plan was simply to report the matter to Su Mo first, so that Su Mo could easily resolve it when he had time to return.

Even if they don't have time, they can solve the problem by having Jibril and Artoria come back.

Unexpectedly, Su Mo responded shortly after the message was sent.

Su Mo: "I'm back."

These four simple words offer unparalleled peace of mind.

192 The Sinking of Fusang, The Last King, The Undying Steel Body

In the far eastern island nation, scorching lava erupts from the summit of Mount Fuji, flowing down like a creamy topping for ice cream, scorching everything in its path.

Waves of tsunamis from the Pacific Ocean crashed against the coast of the Tokyo metropolitan area, turning the entire area into a vast expanse of water.

A dark storm swept across the country, and the roar of the earthquake caused skyscrapers to sway and collapse.

Earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, storms... all kinds of disasters erupt at the same time.

It is often said that the Far Eastern island nation sits on a very fragile tectonic plate and could sink at any moment.

Now, this fantasy has become a reality. Judging from the movements of the entire island nation, if such a disaster continues for more than three days, this far-eastern island nation, even if it doesn't sink, will disintegrate into an archipelago.

"The earth's energy is in complete disarray. If this continues, Tokyo will sink within a day. Miss Erica, is there really no other solution?"

At the summit of Ise Grand Shrine, gazing at the apocalyptic scene before her, Saya-miya Kaoru, head of the Tokyo branch of the Far Eastern Island Compilation Committee, looked at the arrogant blonde knight princess with pleading eyes.

Faced with the crisis of her country's collapse, she had no choice but to plead desperately.

Upon hearing this, Erica glanced at the priestess.

"Of course there is, I'm trying to figure something out."

"Besides, what's the rush for such a trivial matter? I remember when I levied a divine summoning ritual on you in the name of the king, your efficiency wasn't exactly fast either."

"By this standard, our Copper Black Cross is already quite efficient!"

With a wicked smile on her lips, Erica made no attempt to hide her schadenfreude.

It wasn't that she held a grudge; it was just that it was the first task Su Mo had given her.

After Marquis Voban was captured, the Bronze Black Cross obediently handed over all the magic data. However, the official compilation committee of this Far Eastern island nation had some unknown source of confidence.

They were treated worse than dogs when facing Marquis Voban, yet they dared to be so disrespectful when facing a god-slayer who was even stronger than Marquis Voban.

In other words, Su Mo didn't need those materials later on, otherwise she would have come over long ago to teach these magicians from the remote countryside a lesson.

However, retaliating now seems pointless.

Upon hearing this, Saya Miyako's face turned pale, and a fierce fire burned fiercely in her heart.

From the very beginning, she opposed those old fogies using delaying tactics. Relying on the power of her husband, these old geezers, who had never been beaten by the Godslayer, completely did not understand the terror of the new king, and actually dared to use a two-faced approach to the Demon King.

These guys seem to have no idea that godkillers never need to follow rules; they are the rules!

Sure enough, she was now the one to take the blame for the mistakes of those precious items.

Otherwise, how could she, a mere section chief, be qualified to stand here representing the entire formal editorial committee?

“Miss Erica, you misunderstand. Since learning of your arrival, we have already compiled the information and handed it to you. We had no intention of being negligent!”

Saya Miyako quickly smiled apologetically.

"You Japanese really know how to be opportunistic, only seeking help when it's absolutely necessary."

Erica made a sarcastic remark without holding back, then smiled.

"However, I'll let bygones be bygones. If this place really does sink, I'll lend a helping hand!"

"But whether it's too late or not is none of my business!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Saya Miyako's face fell, but she dared not refute it. She desperately tried to wink at the silver-haired knight princess beside Erica, hoping that this slender, elf-like girl knight would speak up for her.

However, seeing her expression, Liliana, who shared the Milanese duo with Erica, looked away, revealing a troubled expression.

"I really want to help you persuade Erica, but you were definitely wrong... You dared to disobey the Demon King's orders, aren't you afraid of dying?"

Towards the end, Liliana sounded somewhat confused.

Never refuse a demon king unless there is another demon king standing behind you—this is common knowledge in the European magic world.

Just as the other magic societies unconditionally surrendered to Su Mo and unconditionally fulfilled all of the Demon King's demands after the Sword King and Marquis Voban were defeated, they all had an instinctive understanding of how terrifying the Demon King was.

These people from the Far Eastern island nation are truly bizarre.

Even though Liliana is very soft-hearted, she still couldn't understand their thoughts at all.

"..."

Saya Miyako remained silent once again.

She's afraid of dying, but those old fogies aren't! They still think they can solve everything by relying on their husband!

Who knew that as soon as a problem arose, this disobedient god would vanish without a trace, and could not be found at all.

Just as everyone was speechless, behind Saya Miyako, among the two shrine maiden sisters, one older and one younger, dressed in shrine maiden attire, the elder sister, Hime, suddenly raised her head and spoke.

"Even if the members of the official editorial committee have been disrespectful to the Demon Lord, the other people in the Tokyo metropolitan area are innocent. Are you going to disregard the lives of so many people for the sake of a moment's anger?"

Ignoring her sister's attempts to stop her, Yuri Mariya raised her head and, with an air of profound pity, rebuked Erica for her spiteful behavior.

Upon hearing this, Liliana and Saya Miyako immediately sensed something was wrong.

Moral blackmail won't work on Erica.

Just as he was about to speak to stop her, he noticed that Erica had already put on a very beautiful smile.

"Do you mean I should put aside personal grudges and prioritize the safety of the people of this country for the sake of the greater good?"

"...Yes, that's also part of a knight's qualities, isn't it?"

Yuri Mariya, her saintly heart bursting forth, retorted with this question.

"That's absolutely right. Protecting the people is the duty of us knights."

Erica nodded, her smile widening.

"So, faced with the impending apocalypse, in order to protect the civilization of the entire world, I must put aside my sentimentality and sacrifice everything to overcome this doomsday. Do you agree?"

"...That's right!"

Yuri Mariya pondered for two seconds and nodded.

"That's fine."

Erica put one hand on her hip and pointed to the distant battlefield.

"In order to overcome the apocalypse, Lady Athena must defeat the Last King, therefore a stable battlefield is essential..."

"Since you Japanese think that you can sacrifice a little personal grudge for the sake of the greater good, then you can be the sacrifices!"

"I believe your sacrifice will play a vital role in our victory, and people all over the world will remember you! Amen!"

Just as Erika should swallow her anger for the sake of the Japanese people, shouldn't the Japanese also give up their lives for the safety of people all over the world?

The unexpected turn of events left Yuri Mariya speechless, unsure how to respond.

According to the theory of the Holy Mother, if sacrifices should be made for the greater good, then Japan is clearly the best sacrifice.

Since we're going to find a battlefield anyway, let's just do it here.

"..."

Upon hearing Erica's words, Saya Miyako's face turned completely ashen.

Good news, don't worry about being dismissed by the official editorial committee when you get back.

Bad news, my home is gone.

"...Erica, you're not serious, are you?"

Seeing the despair in everyone's eyes, Liliana lowered her voice and asked softly.

"Who knows!"

Erica's smile remained as cunning as a fox's.

"Lady Athena is still fighting. If my lord can get back in time, then it's fine. But if my lord can't make it back, sacrificing little Fusang is not unacceptable."

"I think if we lifted up the entire Fusang Plate and smashed it down, even the last king might not survive!"

Hearing such outrageous words, Liliana was not too surprised; instead, she gave a wry smile.

"Even so, it's not certain that we can completely kill the Last King, is it?"

While it wasn't quite that outrageous, she had indeed seen similar tactics more than once.

Athena did indeed manage to kill the Last King by various means; she witnessed it herself more than a dozen times.

However, the battle has continued until now.

"With the Last King's exceptional level 5.6 immortality, even if he dies many times, he will make a comeback and even absorb the essence of the earth, becoming stronger each time."

Liliana complained.

"If we cannot solve his indestructible body, even sacrificing the Far East island nation will be in vain."

"I know that, so all we can do is wait."

Erica shrugged.

"wait?"

"Let's wait for Lord Su Mo to return!"

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