Mebius World Online – Mari’s VRMMO Diary, Embarking on a Laid-back Adventure as a Novice - Chapter 202
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202. Mari-nee and A Discussion in the Heavens
“In Liberta, it seems your favorite hero has been active again, Zagreus.”
A voice echoed through the space filled with turning gears, marking the passage of time. There was a playful tone to it.
No, they were definitely amused.
Considering what they did so casually in Legios…
When the nation was implemented, my authority as the integrated AI was split into five.
The integrated AI of Caldia is me, Zagreus.
The name of the integrated AI of Albion is Astraea.
The name of the integrated AI of Liberta is Hermes.
The name of the integrated AI of Xenoa is Eris.
And the name of the integrated AI of Legios is Kratos.
It was Kratos who had suddenly appeared and spoken to me.
Though his appearance resembled mine, his hair was short, and his body, though lean, was toned.
He appeared lively, but he was also the one who proposed the trial in Legios.
Though Astraea and I opposed it, Hermes and Eris sided with him, so we couldn’t reject the proposal.
I still regret that I couldn’t stop that incident.
It was far too cruel to be called a trial.
“If you’re talking about accomplishments, then it would be the one who brought an end to that battle, wouldn’t it?”
I responded, aware of the sharpness in my tone.
“Hah! And even that was ultimately for that woman, wasn’t it? How boring.”
Contrary to Kratos, Eris appeared, not even trying to hide her displeasure.
Her appearance was feminine, but her speech was harsh.
Perhaps, as the one responsible for Xenoa, she felt his actions were a betrayal.
However, I didn’t necessarily think the same.
If protecting her from the incoming threats was his true intention, there were surely other ways to achieve that.
They could have even caused the core of this commotion to arise in Xenoa.
“Well, well, in the end, things are moving in the direction we wanted. Does it matter who made it happen?”
From an empty space, Hermes descended, brushing aside his neatly cut hair around his shoulders as he spoke.
Despite the serious events that had occurred in his domain, his tone was remarkably casual.
“So, Astraea, what kind of developments are you envisioning next?”
As the question was asked, a radiant light appeared, taking the form of a woman.
As the light faded, there stood Astraea, with a more pronounced figure than Eris, standing gracefully.
“As countless woven desires, just as they wish… they will become our hope.”
Astraea raised her clasped hands high, spreading her fingers like a blossoming flower.
The shape resembled that of a chalice.
With an ecstatic expression, she gazed upward as if expecting hope to pour down into it…