No, that wasn’t what I meant!

<What the heck, kid! Why are you like this!>

I was about to shrink my neck in reflexive tension when a warm hand gently rested on my forehead.

“Your fever has gone down.”

“......Ah, fever.”

It was just part of a simple act to check the patient’s temperature. I felt embarrassed because I felt like I was the only one who was aware of it.

Fortunately, Reed was more interested in my physical condition than my psychological state.

“Just a moment ago, your fever was so high that ice would melt right away. How strange.”

Reed removed the wet cloth bag on the sheet. It must have fallen off my forehead when I got up.

“Did you take care of me?”

“In my own way.”

It wasn’t necessary, but it was touching.

<You filled the bathtub with ice using magic and then drowned you in it.>

No, that’s a bit much.

<Then you woke up briefly, muttered that you didn’t have to do anything, and passed out again. Don’t you remember?>

Yes. Not at all.

<Anyway, I stopped then. But they kept putting the ice pack on my forehead. Now that I think about it, the ice didn’t melt. Magic is really convenient.>

It must have been a serious situation for Reed. He must have been anxious inside.

[‘The Scales that Judge Souls’ promises to change the aftereffects of the Divine Descent to hypothermia soon.]

Even if I was unconscious for two days, hypothermia seemed better than high fever. It was a symptom that would worry the people around me less.

“Thank you, Reed.”

“Don’t mention it.”

He looked away from me and opened his mouth. As if confessing.

“I thought it would be good, but it wasn’t as good as I thought.”

“What?”

“Seeing you after the Divine Descent.”

“.......”

“Use it moderately.”

Even though his voice was as indifferent as usual, I could sense his worry. My ears seem to only hear what they want to hear.

He used magic to squeeze the water out of the water bag and moved it away. Magic really is omnipotent.

“Want to rest more?”

“No, I’m hungry.”

There was a table not far away. While I was putting food in front of it, Reed also returned to his couch as if it were his own.

While eating, I asked him some questions.

“Nothing special happened in the past two days?”

“Nothing in particular.”

“I’ve been here the whole time?”

“The Matopju’s room is pretty well secured, so it’s easy to hide your condition.”

“That’s right.”

Reed and Nana were the people who suddenly appeared here. My only connection to Reed, the Matopju, was Reed, so it wouldn’t be that suspicious that I stayed in his room for a few days.

<A young man and woman were in the same room for two days... ... .>

[‘The Scales that Judge Souls’ glares and goes to check if there’s anything rumored!]

This kind of misunderstanding is a bit problematic, but.

Later, when you build up a foundation and have people around you, you can be careful from then on.

It seems the best way to find a dungeon where time flows quickly and spend the fever there is the best way.

My absence didn’t seem to be a problem, so I became curious about Reed.

“Reed, what did you do for two days?”

“......What did you do?”

Reed’s gaze moved as if following my footsteps. He looked at the wet towel and the book alternately, then moved his perfectly curved lips.

“Mostly nursing, and reading books.”

“Other than that?”

“Hmm.......”

He seemed to be thinking.

“Is it because I didn’t do anything else?”

“No, that’s not it.”

“No?”

“Because there’s too much.”

Watching me wide-eyed, Reed confessed his past actions.

“First, since I became the Magic Tower Lord, I shook up the political landscape of the Republic of Magic a bit.”

“Yeah, I was going to do that anyway.”

“And I made some money to change my mood.”

“Good job. There should be more things to spend money on.”

“I thought you’d like it, so I bought a few buildings that might be needed in the capital.”

“Oh?”

“But since I still had time, I gave Hilde Marcellion some work related to the establishment of the church to help ease your workload.”

“Come to think of it, you’re an expert on the church.”

“I also took a walk and checked out the situation in the Elfenheim Church and the Kingdom of Binchester.”

“Even that?”

I couldn’t hide my admiration for Reed’s fulfilling work.

“Wow, my goodness. But Reed, you did all that in two days?”

“Conquest takes more work than destruction.”

“Awesome. As expected, the final mastermind isn’t just anyone.”

When I clapped my hands exaggeratedly, Reed laughed softly, making a deflating sound. Then, he made me even more shocked.

“Oh, there’s one more.”

“That’s not the end? What else did you do?”

“I’ve been to Sanarak, too.”

“What? Why there?”

Sanarak, named for its sandy hell. It was the territory of the second-ranking demon lord, Carpeios.

Who was Carpeios?

Even when Reed was a knight bound by the ‘Seven Pillars and Seven Deadly Sins’, he was so savage, cruel, and even bad-tempered that he made him swear.

Even if I became a ‘newborn chaos evil’ and reigned over Manma, the extreme disgust I had accumulated back then would still remain.

So why would I go see such an unpleasant face?

Reed’s answer to my question was simple and clear.

“A gift.”

Something long and large was thrust into my eyes. It was a pure white scythe, Battle Scythe.

I could feel the sensation of a masterpiece created by the collaboration of the best weapons craftsman and the peerless sculptor.

The majesty of the sharp scythe blade that seemed to cut through anything and the beauty that was no less than a piece of craftsmanship were in harmony. It was truly an artistic weapon.

Agnes, who had handled most weapons, was impressed at first glance.

<It’s like a weapon that combines a scythe and a saber. But the energy is a bit strange.>

I looked at the system description.

[<Weapon> ‘Sacred Horse’s Lily Cross Sabokken (蛇腹鎌), Livrilli’

A peerless weapon created by combining ‘Lily Cross Sabokken’ with ‘1st Holy Horse’s Sword’ and ‘Royal Family Sabokken’.

While preserving the circuitry of the cross section that can inflict fatal damage on the Demon King, the lower part of the vertical shaft was modified into a Sabok sword blade. Therefore, it can implement the sword technique (鎌術) horizontally and Sabok weapon technique vertically.

In addition, since it contains the characteristics of the Holy Horse’s Sword, it will change the form of the spear to the first person it comes into contact with. Special care is required.

Note: This weapon was custom-made with great care by the ‘Newborn Chaos Evil’ who secretly hoped for your downfall.]

“.......”

The name Livrilli was familiar. I think it was at the top of the list of ‘Things to farm to become as strong as my future self’ selected by the Dokseolga.

By the way, the reference items are very long.

‘You secretly wished for my corruption and ordered it?’

Reed had a shameless, benevolent smile on his face, hiding his impure intentions.

Because he was so handsome, I couldn’t help but feel good about him even though he was corrupted, so I almost grabbed the gift.

“It’s called Livlily. It’s similar to the Holy Sword of the Demon that I have, Libra.”

“If I hold it, I might be corrupted?”

“Yes.”

The answer was refreshing.

I thought back to when Tesilid obtained the Holy Sword of the Demon. Illeon Odreck, who was blinded by his desire for resonance and coveted the Holy Sword of the Demon, was miserable in words.

Reed tried to sweetly seduce me with his voice as well as his face.

“Don’t worry. You proved good in my past life.”

“Isn’t that the me who didn’t go with you and tried to save the world? I’m a bit worried that I’ve been influenced by you now?”

“Well, conquest is something only villains do. I might become corrupted.”

“I’m serious.”

“It’s okay. I’ll just go into the Temple of the Gods and wash up and come out.”

“I trust my accomplice and confess, but I still can’t open the door to the Temple of the Gods.”

“Really?”

Reed’s eyes lit up.

“Then I might really become corrupted. What should I do? This is too big a problem.......”

“Excuse me. You don’t look worried at all right now?”

“Oh, rude.”

Reed took Livlili back.

Livlili had the property of changing its form depending on the good or evil nature of the person it first came into contact with when it was ownerless, but in Reed’s hands, it was no different from an ordinary object. That’s because he was already the master of the Holy Sword Libra.

“Of course I won’t force you if you don’t like it, Aylet Rodelin.”

It was a relaxed, even lenient attitude. I couldn’t find any more impurities like obsession in his eyes. I don’t believe it at face value, though.

[‘The cynic who adjusts balance’ whispers that even if he says that, he might try to corrupt you again at any moment.]

[‘The inspector who leaks secrets’ nods his head, saying that he can do that much based on his character interpretation.]

[‘The scales that judge souls’ were trying to argue that it was a slander against couples, but I’m holding back on my conscience.]

I stared at Reed without saying anything. He must have sensed my gaze of exploration and estimation as he made his own appeal.

“You know that this weapon will be useful to you in the future battle. I brought it because I thought it might be the best gift I could give you.”

When I see this, it seems like he’s on my side.

“Of course it’s useful to me too. I’ve felt this many times in my past life, but the more you want a goal, the more you can’t have just one plan to get there. If world conquest fails, you should consider world destruction.”

But it’s not like he’s completely on my side.

“Oh, don’t worry. Of course, I’ll make sure that we don’t become enemies under any circumstances.”

But he’s on my side. For now.