Alistair clapped his hands. "Since it's decided, then…"
"Perfect timing."
"Let's begin."
Portal, activate!
As the radiant portal unfurled.
Alistair stood. "Let's go."
Then.
Persephone spoke. "Dust, I won't join you in this world."
"Hm?"
Alistair paused, then nodded. "Alright, then…"
He scanned everyone present.
Persephone said gently, "Najenda and Leone can stay."
"After all."
"Hades' City is rebuilt, and the Underworld is open again."
"Though."
"I doubt anyone would cause trouble, probing is possible. Better to be cautious."
Her reasoning was sound.
No matter how you looked at it.
Persephone was now a new God-King.
Theoretically.
No one would be foolish enough to stir trouble, but what if a fool existed?
So.
Precautions were necessary, and staying behind was important.
Esdeath spoke up. "Your Majesty, I'll stay too."
"Heh heh heh~~~"
Alistair chuckled. "Esdeath, find this world dull?"
"Weak."
Esdeath was blunt. "Even that Ghost King seems weak to me. No point in fighting."
"Fair enough."
Alistair nodded. "Then stay with Najenda and Leone. Pandora, Ker, Akame, Kurome, Chelsea, Mine, Sheele, let's go."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The seven women nodded respectfully, following Alistair into the portal.
As the eight entered.
The room.
Held only Persephone and Esdeath.
"Lord Hades."
Esdeath stood. "I'm off to train."
Persephone said gently, "Esdeath, don't overwork. Balance is important."
"Understood."
Esdeath nodded but left to train rigorously.
"That girl."
Persephone shook her head helplessly. Truly a vexing child.
From any angle.
Esdeath, hailed as a genius surpassing her world, bound by it.
Undeniably.
Her effort was unmatched by others.
At the very least.
Among the eight women from that world, Esdeath's daily training far outstripped the rest.
"By my estimate."
"Before the next portal opens."
"Likely."
"Esdeath will truly reach the seventh sense."
"Such astonishing speed!"
Persephone sighed, standing to check on the Underworld.
And.
She needed to ensure no issues arose at Hades' City.
…
World codenamed Demon Slayer.
As the portal opened.
This time.
Alistair didn't arrive with fanfare like before but simply opened the portal, bringing the women along.
"Hm~~~"
Upon arrival, Alistair narrowed his eyes slightly, murmuring, "Indeed, the aura of Hell. This world has birthed a Hell, newly formed, but no true god has emerged."
As the god of darkness.
Hell fell within his domain and authority.
Alistair clearly felt, with his arrival, the nascent Hell, acting on instinct to manage life and death, trying to draw near him.
Had he not refused.
Likely.
He'd have become Hell's lord, as in the Underworld.
Alistair sent out his will, searching for suitable Children of Destiny.
Anchor points mattered.
Soon.
Alistair opened his eyes, intrigued. "This world's energy is scattered chaotically. Besides the key Children of Destiny, the Ubuyashiki family, the Demon Slayer Corps' Pillars, the Twelve Kizuki, and that timid Ghost King."
"They all carry world energy."
"But."
"That's a good thing."
Alistair's lips curved. More anchor nails meant easier anchoring and dragging.
"Akame, Kurome."
"Your Majesty."
"Go deal with the Demon Slayer Corps' Twelve Kizuki. Bring back their world energy."
"As you command, Your Majesty!"
Alistair issued the order.
Akame and Kurome nodded, leaping off, vanishing swiftly.
In Cosmo training.
Their talent was remarkable, both reaching the sixth sense.
But.
Even among sixth-sense users, there were gaps.
"As for the others…"
Alistair was about to assign tasks.
When he sensed something. The Evil Star bracelet on his wrist.
One star began to glow brilliantly.
"Oh?"
Alistair raised a brow, intrigued. "A drawn Evil Star. This world has someone perfectly suited for it."
He flicked the bracelet, and the star floated up, vanishing instantly.
Moments later.
It returned, transformed into a dark purple cocoon, as if nurturing something.
"So it's her."
Alistair glanced, nodding knowingly.
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