The Shepherd Alone on the Hill is a Genius Wizard-Chapter 130: Gods Still Walk Among Us (2)

To the point where he thought having a god in one’s body might not be bad for protection.

However, Imir’s following explanation shattered such thoughts from Turan.

"I don’t know exactly but... they said something about replacing the spirits that make up personality and leaving only the soul that serves as the driving force? Roughly speaking, the original body owner’s personality is just a reflex action made up of information left in the brain. When I leave, they immediately become vegetative."

While continuing his explanation without realizing that the two who had almost become victims were slightly trembling, Imir suddenly closed his mouth.

He probably thought Turan’s questions would lead to methods of returning souls.

He shouldn’t bring up anything that might hinder the preservation of his own life.

Reading this, Turan immediately changed the topic.

"So, who are the gods in House Zahar? Whose bodies are they occupying now?"

"As far as I know, there’s only Blackie and Gunner, and I don’t know who they’re in now. We’re just light cooperation with that side, not close enough to share that much."

The fact that Arabion-Nagin and Zahar were separate forces with rare exchanges was also very useful information.

It meant that driving a wedge between their relationship might be much more meaningful than expected.

Turan nodded and gestured with his head to continue speaking.

"Kamain is ruled by the Lawyer and they’re completely hostile to us. They’re in league with the merfolk."

"Allied with merfolk?"

"Yeah. He was always going on about marrying a mermaid princess in life, and now he’s achieved his dream, that crazy fish-loving bastard..."

Suddenly, he remembered the merman prince Arma he had met before.

How was that boy doing now, who said he would ask his family why they eat humans?

Anyway, if even the gods were wary and couldn’t recklessly challenge them, it seemed the merfolk’s potential power was not to be underestimated.

Could it be that someone of merman king level could transform into a great sea serpent?

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"The head of Luban is the Drug Dealer. This guy has been isolationist for quite a while, haven’t seen him for almost a thousand years. Don’t even know if he’s still alive."

Luban was the name of a great house located in the north of Baraha, that is, the northeast of the continent.

The only great house specializing in close combat by combining the two close combat bloodlines of history and guardian?

The dueling grounds Solif had mentioned before were also said to be in that house’s territory.

"What about Baraha?"

"That side... was it the Mechanic? Might have changed, not sure. They’re not quite isolationist but tend to keep to themselves. They’re somewhat friendly with Nazi’s side though, so he might know."

Indeed, it seems it wasn’t an illusion that the connection between Baraha and Zahar appeared relatively close.

Perhaps because distance constraints weren’t small even for Prea god-folk, answers about the houses in the eastern continent were uniformly that they didn’t know well.

But organizing them one by one, there was one great house remaining.

"What about Labitas?"

"There’s probably no one there?"

"Why?"

"Well... because ruling a house isn’t as easy as it sounds? We agreed not to reveal our identities so we have to take over secretly, and that leads to a lot of hassles. Actually, the great houses that used to be in the wasteland or forest were discovered while trying to rule them and were annihilated. Plus, getting a body isn’t exactly free."

Though he didn’t mention the exact conditions so it wasn’t clear, it seemed that they also needed to maintain some scale to maintain the system of ruling a great house and continuing possession.

Well, wouldn’t they need at least a few people to help while transferring bodies?

Anyway, according to those words, it meant that young boy head of Labitas was truly a pure human without any god dwelling in him.

Of course, while they couldn’t be certain based on Imir’s words alone, it seemed safe to consider it 99% likely.

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"No? They were rare to begin with, and we thoroughly gathered and dealt with them all... can’t tell you where we’ve hidden them."

"That’s fine."

Though he was curious, it was obvious no meaningful answer would come even if he asked.

After exchanging questions and answers several more times, Imir, finally running out of patience, cut off the conversation.

"Hey, I think I’ve said plenty by now, so why don’t you tell me? About that secret of immortality you mentioned."

When Turan didn’t immediately answer, Imir quickly added, perhaps feeling a bit anxious.

"If you just cheat me, I’ll tell our boss everything about this conversation. That per- god wasn’t on good terms with Otas originally either? If he finds out about having such a secret, things won’t be fun."

So he was threatening that if Turan didn’t want Otas’s return to be revealed, he should tell the secret.

Turan heard those words and answered with a small laugh.

"Then would he leave you alone? If it were me, I wouldn’t be too pleased with a subordinate who blabbed secrets to someone I dislike. Besides, he wasn’t planning to keep it secret anyway."

At this counter-threat, Imir’s face hardened.

Before he could respond, Turan drew the dagger at his waist.

"What..."

"I’ll relay all the information you’ve provided to Lord Otas. He’ll come give you the compensation himself later, so wait for that. Whether to tell this to your boss is up to you."

"Wait! You said you’d leave this body-"

Turan immediately swung the dagger and cut Imir’s - or rather Renode’s - throat after he said that much.

Judging by what was said, since suitable vessels seem not easy to find, this would probably somewhat restrict Imir’s activities.

Perhaps he wouldn’t even be able to relay what he learned to that ’boss’ until he revives again.

As the head rolled on the ground with an expression mixing emptiness and betrayal, shortly after, a lump of magical power whooshed out of the remaining body.

’Is that a god’s soul?’

He wondered if he could see the bloodline symbols inside, but before he had the chance, the magical power lump quickly tried to fly northwest.

At this, Turan immediately took out the jewel box from his chest and infused it with magical power.

Though the jewel box that had been emptied after taking out the librarian and attaching him to Bize’s side was activated, that which was Imir’s soul flew away without any interference.

Turan clicked his tongue and put the jewel box away after trying to control it using telekinesis and life form control magic as a final attempt.

Watching this from the side, Meisa said.

"Didn’t work?"

"Yeah. Looks like it can only catch spirits. Would have been nice if we could catch it."

He had wanted to learn not only about the Life Scholar, who was probably the leader of the Arabion-Nagin forces, but also about the various mysterious abilities he used.

It was frustrating that he couldn’t ask what powers the gods used, as doing so would have cast doubt on his claim of being Otas’s messenger.

==

After properly handling Renode’s corpse and cleaning up the traces, Turan’s group moved to where Bize had hidden.

While walking, Solif, who had been keeping his mouth shut, muttered in a somewhat dejected tone.

"I never imagined there would be this many gods left in this world... Some are even teaming up with other races? Damn, I never thought I’d feel this small."

"Well, just learning that they’re not all on the same side is a good harvest. We might be able to borrow one god’s power to fight another god."

Of course, they would need to consider that there was some loose bond between them, but once Turan’s group obtained military power matching one of their factions, they could directly participate in this grand scheme from then on.

What they needed most now to achieve this was to build up that power.

When Bize neighed happily at seeing the three arrive, Turan stroked its head.

"Now then, we should properly start building up our power."

"Where are we going?"

"First, let’s go to the North Sea. There’s something I promised to show Solif... and there are more powerful magical beasts in the sea than on land."

Generally, following the principle that larger and stronger creatures are more likely to be powerful magical beasts, it was natural that sea creatures, which are larger than land creatures, would be born with much stronger powers.

In fact, Turan had sensed the presence of powerful magical beasts several times while sailing the North Sea and wandering the South Sea.

He had only retreated because it would have been difficult to abandon the ship and dive to find them, or difficult to win the fight.

But now it was different - with three top-tier nobles combining their power, they could even overwhelm mythical-grade magical beasts.