Fighting you is like being in jail.

"How could someone be so heartless as to do this... Don't let the next shovel scatter all the dust." Hei Baiqiu took the shovel and stomped hard on the shovel, digging away a clod of soil.

"What do you think would happen if Altair came to sweep the grave at this time..." Kitahara Iori said nervously.

"Then there's no hope. We'll hunt you down to the ends of the earth."

Leng Changguang felt his whole body tremble just thinking about it, and his eyes widened in fear.

"Don't ask about something as terrible as the One God."

"Don't ask about such dark things as the Warrior of Light."

Leng Chang and Hei Baiqiu trembled as they complained.

Then the three of them suddenly stopped and turned around to see Altair, with flowing white hair, holding lilies, and eyes wide with shock, standing to the side watching them dig a grave.

She didn't even notice the lilies in her hand fall to the ground; she was simply stunned and trembling.

...

In an instant, Leng Chang and Hei Baiqiu both looked at Kitahara Iori, dumbfounded and utterly shocked. Kitahara Iori's eyes widened, her whole body stiffening.

But one thing is for sure.

That is... Oh Yao, we're doomed!

"You bunch of trash—! Why won't you even grant me a moment's peace?!"

Altair's roar echoed through the cemetery's night sky.

Oops! She's acting crazy! Get back here!!

Chapter Seventy-Seven: Our Country, Your Immortal's Mouth

At that very moment, the moment Altair was driven to rage by his misunderstanding.

With the fastest possible thought process, Leng Chang posed a soul-searching question in the chat group.

In the chat group.

Cold Question: What should I do if I encounter relatives visiting a grave while digging? I need help urgently!

Shikame Maroka:…

Homura Akemi: ....

Goto Ichiri: Eh? Eh? Eh? Eh? Eh?

Kitahara Iori: I'm going to die! I'm definitely going to die!!

Black and White Hill: As someone directly involved, I feel hopeless! Picasso's Chopin Scream.JPG

Madoka Kaname: Ah, this… Madoka wipes her sweat and chuckles sheepishly.JPG

Homura Akemi: How can you guys be so showy?

Leng Chang: Help! Help! Help me!

Homura Akemi: There's no hope, just give up. Let her vent her anger, then play dead.

Leng Chang: That's right! If we can revive Shimazaki Setsuna... all the misunderstandings will be cleared up!

Kitahara Iori: That's right! We still have a chance! As long as we revive Shimazaki Setsuna!

Madoka Kaname: Um... we just revived Setsuna Shimazaki, so I'm afraid you guys won't be able to revive her.

Cold: ?

Black and White Hills: ?

Kitahara Iori: Huh!? What are we doing now?

Leng Chang: Didn't you tell Altair?!

Madoka Kaname: Just resurrected...

Homura Akemi: I haven't even had a sip of water and I'm already seeing you guys talking in the group chat...

Leng Chang: Huh?

Kitahara Iori: Huh!?

Black and White Hill: What do we do about this misunderstanding now?

Kitahara Iori: Quickly, use your invincible, one and only god to think of a solution!

Leng Chang: It's no use! There's no way to save him! The only way to calm Altair's rage is to revive Shimazaki Setsuna in person... but there's no way now!

Kitahara Iori: No—!

Black and White Hill: Could it be... could it be that we've reached a dead end!?

Kitahara Iori: There's still a way! We just need to tell Altair... that Shimazaki Setsuna has been resurrected! The misunderstanding will be cleared up!

Leng Chang: Altair believes I am the only god in this world, so he hates me terribly. Would you believe the words of your enemy?

Kitahara Iori: NO - I made the wrong decision by coming out with you today!

Black and White Hill: Oh, Yao, Maru!

Inside an abandoned building.

Homura Akemi and Madoka Kaname sat at a white table, with a black-haired girl beside them.

It was Shimazaki Setsuna, who had already been resurrected.

"What do we do now about Little Flame?"

"I think it would be great if they got a beating."

Homura Akemi sighed expressionlessly, her words devoid of any emotion, filled only with resentment.

Xiaoyuan, how can you care so much about that chubby guy! Don't you even think about me!

"Oh... this isn't a good idea, is it? If things continue like this, there might be problems."

"No problem... We can just go over from here."

As soon as she finished speaking, Homura Akemi's lips twitched upwards involuntarily, and she pursed her lips more tightly than ever before, as if she had entered a forty-second challenge to hold back her laughter.

......

This is the moment before the tombstone.

The girl's scream was filled with boundless killing intent. The military knife sliced ​​through the night sky in an instant, flying towards Leng Chang at top speed.

But the next second, her military knife stopped in front of Leng Chang.

Because Leng Chang pulled up Shimazaki Setsuna's tombstone and used it as a defense in front of him.

"You bastard! Why won't you even give her a moment of peace!" Altair roared, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, his tightly clenched metal gloves trembling with rage at Leng Chang's despicable and shameless actions.

"Um...this is a misunderstanding...Shimazaki Setsuna has been resurrected!"

Leng Chang held Shimazaki Setsuna's tombstone to his chest, his eyes flashing with seriousness, his brows furrowed deeply, and he gazed at the enraged Altair with the most sincere eyes.

Shake! Shake! Shake!

However, Altair did not calm down; instead, he clenched his fists even more angrily.

She stood under the streetlights in the cemetery walkway, surrounded by darkness. The shadow of her bangs obscured her vision, and even her clenched teeth were etched into the darkness by the backlight.

"I want to believe you... but! Ask yourselves honestly, who do you think would believe someone using their own family's gravestone as a shield?"

......

In an instant, Leng Chang and the other two's pupils shrank, and they all fell silent as they looked at the tombstone in Leng Chang's hand that was engraved with 'Tomb of Shimazaki Setsuna'.

What you said makes so much sense, we're speechless!

"You idiot! Look what you've done! How could you use someone else's family as a shield and teeth—"

Kitahara Iori couldn't hold back any longer and roared, grabbing Leng Chang's trembling arm by the shoulder, her face full of despair.

It's completely beyond saving...

"You have a sharp tongue! What do you mean by 'family'? This tombstone... I had no choice! If we hadn't taken it, that military knife would have already pierced our hearts!"

Leng Chang was also on the verge of tears, and retorted with aggrieved feelings.

"Indeed... but what can we do now!? We're mortal enemies!"

"I don't know either! I already said that Shimazaki Setsuna has been resurrected, so it shouldn't be a problem for me to use her tombstone, right?"

"How could it be nothing! Let someone else use your tombstone and see! It's all your fault! I shouldn't have come with you!"

"I don't know how it could be such a coincidence!"

"It's spicy!"

"I'm desperate too!"

crackling crackling crackling...

Leng Chang and Kitahara Iori couldn't hold back any longer and started wrestling with the tombstone. They knew that the arrangement was internal, but the tombstone couldn't be lost, after all, it was a life-saving item.

But in Altair's eyes...

Leng Chang and Kitahara Iori were two students who were fighting each other while hugging their relatives' tombstones, and they even tried to snatch the tombstones to hit each other.

Her clenched hands, clad in metal gloves, were trembling so violently that they left afterimages. Even she, who had witnessed countless tragic worlds, had never seen such a gruesome scene.

Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake the bucket!

Black and White Hill looked bewildered at Kitahara Iori and Leng Chang, who had beaten up their own people, and then at Altair, silently nodding.

You know how to kill someone by destroying their spirit.

That's fucking ridiculous!

After nodding, it dug a hole at its feet, quietly lay down in it, covered itself with soil, and looked utterly peaceful. A sheep.

I'm different; I'm very self-disciplined.

Just as the two were wrestling, Altair roared angrily.

"Enough!!!"

The roar, like that of a lion, instantly frightened Leng Chang and Kitahara Iori into stopping their beating and looking up, their faces turning pale.

"You've challenged my bottom line time and time again... You must die today!!"

Altair's voice, filled with gritted teeth, sounded like a demon king fallen from the depths of hell after being stabbed in the back, brimming with hatred.

Who knew that at this very moment!

Kitahara Iori stood up from the ground and walked forward with a resolute expression.

As he walked, he said:

"Leave the rest to me!"

"Iori...my Superman!"

Leng Chang was shocked and felt a sense of awe as he watched Kitahara Iori's retreating figure, which seemed incredibly imposing.

"This has nothing to do with me! It was all that Leng Chang who forced me to do this! Red Donnie, you bastard Marseille! Please, have mercy on me! I beg you!"

He prostrated himself before Altair, begging for mercy, and didn't forget to betray Leng Chang completely.

"Iori—! You immortal's teeth—!!"

Leng Chang let out a roar of fury from the bottom of his heart, his eyes practically spitting fire.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: You scoundrel, how dare you scheme against me!

"Whoa! Iori, how could you do this?!!"

Leng Chang's eyes were like burning honeycomb briquettes as he gritted his teeth and shouted at Kitahara Iori, who was already lying on the ground begging for mercy.

Altair, her fists clenched and trembling, stared intently ahead, completely ignoring Kitahara Iori's pleas for mercy. She simply gritted her teeth, grinning and glaring hatefully at Leng Chang.

The way she looked at Leng Chang was as disgusted and repulsive as if she were looking at a smelly sock that had fallen into a corner of the toilet and was growing mold and mushrooms because of her own negligence.

Hate! Disgust! Disdain!