"So--Cron is dead," Reiss smiled as if she were a girl receiving a Christmas gift from Santa.
But in this world, there was no Santa since especially there was no real God who could save the world, all of them good or bad cared for their own interests that's why;
" Aine Vartilla has received the blessing of our mother," he is the first human to ever receive the title of Magic God, unbeknownst to him anyways.
"He is an irregular that's what he is," Arst who was smoking a cigarette spoke in disgust.
One would wonder why a God would smoke after banning it on earth.
"It seems she has taken a liking to our superstar," Reiss gulped down her red wine from an extravagant glass.
"Your drinking when you're pregnant - - wouldn't that harm Thomas' dear child?" the room was docile for a moment until;
"HAHA!! HAHA!! HAHA!!"×15
Both of them laughed uncontrollably.
"Yeah right if we were human," Reiss said while sitting on her throne after all she was the Queen of The Deep Realm. They had not yet managed to conquer Thomas' kingdom since the remaining surviving Magic God is seating on the throne.
'I' ll have to kill that bitch, 'that's what Reiss thinks about when she's bored.
"Anyways when are the other four finishing unsealing Thomas--I want to put an end to his ridiculous story," she said while holding her stomach, after all it will be one more year till the new born Magic God is born.
"One year is enough for the seal to come undone completely," Arst said with a smile of his own.
"I want to see his face after five hundred years of being imprisoned," he still had the body of a thirty year old man thats for sure.
"Since he has lost his abilities to that boy making his blessing forced--that means he is powerless," even with his God bullet it still wouldn't be enough to face six gods with his abilities--he would be entirely overwhelmed.
"But I wonder how he linked himself with that boy--Aine Vartilla is sure of surprises," she donned on her divine eyes to scan the realms and came across a boy who gazed back at her with his white violet eyes as he stood on a roof of a certain mansion in the Empire owned by a certain Belle.
He then sent a message ;
[I am soon paying you a visit - - hope I won't be a bother.] he said that last one with a cautious smile.
'Creepy,' Arst thought as he used his divine eyes also.
He looked at Reiss whose ceaseless expression never faltered even once;
[Then come with souvenir.]
The greatest fun was approaching.