The Fake Sin Of Fallen God
Chaptre 65. A Masked Figure Equivalent To Hydra

Now they just have to stand up without doing anything to wait for Ironseth to prepare everything.

“Hm?”

Dyze glanced beside her as she felt something tugging at her shirt, and found Livia there.

“Can Livia be friends with him?”

Dyze looked at him with cold eyes, after thinking about it and considering it until it matured, she got the answer.

“.., Well there should be no problem anyway.”

“Yees!”

Livia immediately ran happily towards the room that Ironseth and Erina were aiming for earlier.

Chloe thinks Livia is ‘weakness’ from Dyze, this makes her want to tease her, meanwhile Claire she just kept quiet as usual observing the situation and if there was a chance then she would definitely not waste it.

“It looks like you're weak on Livia huh?”

“Is that a joke?”

Dyze stared intensely at Chloe, Chloe feeling a bone-chilling chill.

Doggone.

I shouldn't have said that before..

“Ahaha.., sorry. I'm just kidding.” – Chloe laughed awkwardly while holding back her shy feelings.

“The joke.., unpleasant.”

An awkward atmosphere began to envelop, none of them making a sound, not even Chloe's heartbeat beating so fast could be heard clearly.

“Hamba back.”

Ironseth's arrival disperse the awkward atmosphere, although he did not realize it but the atmosphere had returned to how it was.

“Erina, please bring me the table that is there.”

Erina immediately walked over and took the table from the corner of the room to where they were now.

He opened a scroll on it, and it could be seen that it was a map of Arbeltha.

“Hamba doesn't really know about Noire, but there's been an incident lately that might interest you.”

“Oh.?”

Ironseth continued:

“There are rumors about a man with a mysterious mask committing a heinous massacre, he came from a guild in the northern city of Parsia. But strangely the Guild did not crack down or investigate his background.”.

Looking at Dyze's gloomy look on the face, Ironseth knew that he didn't like anything long-winded.

He continued:

“Hamba doesn't know much about him, but according to the news I heard a few days ago, that person has an heirloom sword.”

“Oh?” – Dyze puts a smile on the corner of her lips.

“And from the eyewitness statement he had met in person, he had an engraving on his sword sheath.”

“Sword sheath.?”

“The birth reads [ Arcandra ] .“

“Arcandra— you said!?”

The whole room looks unfamiliar with the name, except for one person.

“It looks like it's going to be interesting, doesn't it, Argus?”

“I-iya.”

Argus, he was the only one who responded when Ironseth said an engraving on the scabbard.

And only he is a visible recognize when ‘Arcandra’ is mentioned.

“Uhhm.., should I continue it?”

Dyze just nodded as a gesture.

“It. Magic thing you requested.”

Dyze accepted it with pleasure.

“Not bad.”

The magic object in his hand was a bracelet that had some unique stones stuck on its surface.

No wonder Ironseth was able to create a quality magic item with her body full of permanent wounds, her abilities and experience might have been far above Sven's.

“Take.”

Argus who heard it spontaneously caught up to him, a look of confusion could be clearly seen on his face.

“I don't need it. After all because of your efforts we can also get information including the magic object.”

“Eh? Te-thank you!”

“But instead.”

As Argus thanked her by lowering her body, Dyze painted a grin on her face.

“I'll replace you in the fight. I'll tear his body apart, I tear his corpse, and I eat his heart.”.

Argus trembled, no, not only Argus, but the entire room trembled at the sight of Dyze who was so different from before, just a single word capable of describing his figure that was before them now.

Namely: the embodiment of disaster (catastrophe).

Because the atmosphere was so heavy and claustrophobic, it made Argus to the point where he could not even move his eyes to glance at Dyze.

“The satisfaction is too heavy. I accidentally let go of my passion.”

The killing intent and the heavy atmosphere had now shrunk, all of them who were inside the room were finally able to breathe with relief.

“By the way there is one thing that makes me curious.., isn't the entire human population in stolas? Then why are the villagers... and Erina so similar to humans?”

Ironseth took a deep breath as she wanted to forget the feeling of tightness that had occurred earlier.

“They are all High-Human, including with Erina.”

“High-Human?!”

Dyze and others except Alpha with friends were stunned when they found out the residents of ‘bia’ were High-Human.

“High-Human is different from ordinary humans, they have more power than humans in general. But the High-Humans have almost no greedy desires, maybe that's one of the factors that make them seclude themselves from the outside world.”

“But the High-Humans are not as strong as I imagined.”

“That may be because you are too strong.”

“Forget about that, still I cannot imagine greedy creatures like them losing their passion.”

Ironseth gulped her saliva and said:

“Maybe this is related to the war 3000 years ago.”

Livia who was beside Dyze looked curious, she asked him:

“War 3000 years ago?”

“True. It was the longest war, the worst, and the largest destruction in history. A war involving an entire race against a single destructive race. But unfortunately it seems like that history has been buried deep within them.”

“RROOAAR!”

“Ap-?!”

A roar rang out from the direction of the mountain, and along with it the Earth(land) shook, they instantly realized that this was the act of Hydra.

“H-hey!”

They swiftly dashed towards the mountain, leaving the nameless village far behind.

After a while the shock subsided, as it lost its way, Ironseth was unable to do anything about it.

On the other hand, the other Dyze had reached where it was before, and watched the Hydra who was like being knocked back by someone.

“Wait!”

Ignoring Chloe's words, Dyze darted straight towards the masked figure that could corner Hydra.

With a tree branch in his hand that he picked up nearby, Dyze instantly tried to slash the vital point of the figure.

“?!”

“Oh?”

But unexpectedly, the figure could see his movements and managed to fend him off until he was able to push Dyze dozens of meters away to keep his distance.

“Quite impressive, can make some Hydra head cut off and able to fend off the attack of my wooden twig.”

“…”

The masked figure did not heed him at all, he was seen only glancing towards Argus who was also in a shock of disbelief when he saw it.

“Arcandra.!”

Argus could only murmur and could do nothing. A big question popped into his head.

“What makes you like this.?!”

“Heeh.., your guts dare also to ignore me.!”

Dyze with a tree branch in her hand and a grin painted on her face instantly shot towards her.