I'm a Goddess to Be Devoured by the Protagonist - Chapter 55

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Episode 55
Wing Flap
Beautiful wings materialized, propelling Sirius forward in a burst of speed. His body shot through the air like an arrow.
Aura Blade
Light tore through the empty space and struck the Evil God.
—It hurts! It hurts!
—You dare, you insignificant morsel!
The Evil God cried out in agony. Sharp tendrils materialized, driving toward Sirius to throw him back.
Water Ripple
Just before the tendril reached Sirius, a shimmering veil of water wrapped around his body. His defense surged.
In that moment, Sirius darted close to the Evil God and thrust that ornate mushroom he’d retrieved earlier into one of its many mouths, snapping it shut.
The Evil God’s movements grew sluggish.
‘The Listener Who Draws a Line’ asks, even in the midst of battle, what on earth that mushroom is.
—It’s a Mushroom of Sluggishness.
‘The Listener Who Draws a Line’ exclaims, eyes shining, that our Sirius is truly the best.
Our Sirius really does think of everything.
But this was no time to simply praise Sirius’s foresight.
‘The Listener Who Draws a Line’ alerts us to danger!
Sharp spines shot toward Sirius.
Crystal Five-Leaf Clover
When possessed, it reduces misfortune and raises the probability of triggering good luck.
It is a single-use item.
The item has been used.
The item has been destroyed.
Yet by fortune, he dodged.
Even as this unfolded, reinforcements moved to aid Sirius.
—I’ll take responsibility for defending the people.
Deneb spoke with steadfast resolve.
—Leave close combat to us.
Regulus commanded the knights to assault the Evil God.
—Fire the cannons, little flower buds!
Capella spoke with spirited enthusiasm.
—At last I can show off my specialty—fire magic.
Antares laughed playfully and unleashed tremendous flames from her staff.
—Loose your arrows!
The Guild Eagle Master commanded the archers to fire.
—La-la-la~ La-la-la~
Betel swayed like a dancer while casting magic. In turn, the mages of the Magic Tower each unleashed their own kaleidoscopic spells.
—Haaaaah!
Vega unleashed a small spell—learned from who knows where—to aid us.
Every attack converged on the Evil God.
—It hurts!
—Cursed insects!
—How dare these mites!
The Evil God’s enormous voice shook the earth. Several people recoiled instinctively, seized by primal dread.
—We will not fall.
Sirius spoke.
—I will lead us to victory. I ask that you follow me.
Then someone answered.
—Of course!
Others echoed in reply.
—Without question!
—Naturally!
The people’s attacks intensified.
Massive wooden soldiers summoned by the divine swung their blades. Golden-armored warriors and sentient shadows did likewise, their steel flashing.
Every assault drove forward with singular purpose.
The battle was far from easy.
—Capella!
—Ugh, the monster actually has some skill!
Capella and several others, wounded severely by the Evil God’s tendrils, fell back from the fray.
—Haah, mana… haah.
—This is… whew. It’s hard.
Antares, drained of mana, and the Magic Tower mages retreated alongside Regulus and the Knight Order, as did Guild Eagle, all exhausted.
Sirius, who had been standing at the very front, moistened his throat with a potion to restore his body to its original state. The wounds that had been carved into him like lash marks slowly began to close.
How much time had passed like this?
Everyone was growing weary. Even I, who simply watched from the sidelines, felt it.
The situation was gradually turning into a one-on-one struggle between Sirius and the Evil God.
Sirius swung his blade through empty air, unleashing an Aura Blade. Each time, new wounds appeared across the Evil God’s body.
The Evil God’s attacks were increasingly failing to reach Sirius. It too was tiring.
The Evil God’s tendril scraped past Sirius’s eyes by the narrowest margin before withdrawing. Sirius cut it down with his sword.
—Aaargh!!
—How dare you, you wretched morsel! How dare you!!
Each time, the Evil God groaned.
Victory was beginning to tip toward one side. Few of the Evil God’s tendrils remained.
—Step on this and jump!
Deneb, who had been lying prostrate on the ground, thrust a shield toward him. Sirius stepped on it and leapt upward, then drove his blade downward from that height.
—Aaaaargh!!
The Evil God let out a tremendous cry, and then…
Thud!
Its body went limp.
Humanity had won.
—We did it!
Someone shouted.
—Waaaahhh!!
—We’re alive!!
—Did we actually pull this off!!
—No, Sirius did it!
—Long live Sirius!!
[Oh! I knew you could do it!]
[Congratulations!!]
[Waahhh!]
[In all my years, I never thought I’d see something like this.]
Even the Divine Realm inhabitants watching this scene sent chat messages in excitement.
But then something strange happened.
—Eh? I can’t move my body?
The people stood frozen, unable to move. Everyone fell into confusion.
—I’m sorry, everyone. I have a favor I was asked to do.
Before anyone could react, Betel was using magic to paralyze the crowd’s movements.
What is this? What favor?
Sirius approached the fallen Evil God. And he drove his sword into its corpse.
A black aura began to be drawn in through the blade, being absorbed.
Wait. That’s…
[Absorption]
[Absorbs the power of corpses or dead bodies.]
It was an action Sirius took when using his skill?
I knew it because it had appeared many times in the Original Work.
This can’t be happening.
How hard I’ve been working to prevent this very thing…
[You really are lucky, aren’t you?]
[When held, protects against instant death once.]
[The item has been activated.]
[The item is being destroyed.]
Sirius vanished. Somewhere.
His destination was likely…
No. No, no, no!
[Seosa: Come here immediately!]
Seosa had sent me an address.
I came to my senses and clicked the address he had sent. The scenery around me changed.
A door made of golden bars existed in a place shrouded in clouds.
I wondered if perhaps this was the entrance to the Divine Realm.
Two winged deities were attempting to block Sirius with a Golden Trident.
Sirius’s gaze remained fixed on me. He was moving toward me.
I stood frozen, helpless.
If this continued, Sirius would devour me.
Just as in the Original Work.
In the Original Work, Sirius had become a monster after absorbing the Evil God, and devoured the Listener.
Sirius had ascended to the Divine Realm solely for revenge against the Listener.
But would I truly be devoured?
Sirius had not become a monster as in the Original Work. He maintained his human form. Moreover, there was no reason for Sirius to seek revenge against me.
We were close to each other!
He was reaching out his hand toward me.
Like someone trying to reclaim something precious.
One of the winged deities flew forward to stop him.
“Stop.”
The words escaped my lips before I could think. Fortunately, the winged deity obeyed.
I opened the Golden Bars and approached Sirius.
His breathing was ragged. I hesitated for a moment but drew closer still.
“Divine One.”
Sirius opened his mouth.
He came closer, and then…….
He collapsed into my arms.
At the same moment, a heavy, suffocating darkness crashed down over me.
What? What was happening?
Unable to bear Sirius’s weight as he lay unconscious, I fell backward.
I… wasn’t devoured?
* * *
I succeeded in moving to the bed in my space with Sirius.
But because Sirius had collapsed while embracing me, I was hopelessly trapped in his arms.
How was I supposed to escape from here?
Whether from my squirming or not, Sirius slowly opened his eyes.
He looked at me, and then…….
He closed his eyes again, repositioned his hold on me, and rested his head against mine.
It felt like my rights—or rather, my divine rights—were being utterly disregarded.
“Sirius.”
When I called his name, he opened his eyes quickly, unlike before.
“Let me go.”
But my words fell on deaf ears.
I decided to escape on my own.
When I wriggled at his waist, Sirius startled. In that moment, the strength in his encircling arms loosened slightly.
In that gap, I lifted his arm away and raised myself from the bed, sitting on its edge.
Just as I did so, Sirius quickly descended from the bed and knelt before me.
My gesture of protest went unheeded.
“It is an honor to see you again, Listener.”
He offered a respectful greeting.
“First, please get up.”
Only when I spoke did he rise to his feet.
I led the way to the tea table and sat. Sirius followed and sat as well.
I never thought the day would come when I’d face him directly like this.
“Why did you do that?”
It wasn’t difficult to understand what I was asking about.
His absorption of the Evil God.
He had drawn the dead Evil God’s power into himself as his own unique ability.
“I too wished to become a god.”
Did Sirius harbor such an ambition?
It was strange. It made no sense.
Neither in the Original Work nor after my transmigration had Sirius shown any such inclination.

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