Chapter 494: Human God's Small Tricks Discovered, the Victim Is Someone Else

Broly heard some noisy sounds from outside and woke up from bed.

He moved Alice's leg off his own, then settled Sylphy, who was sleeping on top of him.

Then he carefully removed Roxy's hand from around his neck before crawling out from under the blanket.

Walking downstairs, he saw Ghislaine at the front door, facing off against Orsted.

"Don't be nervous, Ghislaine, this is the friend I told you would come visit our home."

Broly quickly walked forward and said to the Big Dog Girl whose tail was tense.

"This guy's aura is very bad."

It was clear that Orsted was putting her under great pressure.

"It's just the effect of the curse; Orsted is a good person."

Out of trust in the boy, Ghislaine stepped back, though she remained somewhat wary of the silver-haired man.

"It seems your days are going quite well."

Orsted withdrew his gaze, looking at the boy who had come forward in sleepwear, and said.

"It is quite good."

Broly nodded; thanks to his efforts, Alice and Sylphy had both expressed willingness to join the Crystal Palace and become his wives before the time rewind, and he had also obtained the consent of the two women's parents.

"Did the Human God not pull any tricks during this time?"

The Dragon God's expression turned serious as he asked; he still cared so much about the Human God.

"Probably not; since finding Alice and Sylphy, the Human God hasn't contacted me."

"That guy shouldn't be underestimated; perhaps he has already done something, just without letting you know." Orsted paused before continuing: "It's best to ask everyone you've been in contact with, so as not to be trapped by that guy."

"We're almost ready to rewind this timeline; is it necessary to be so cautious?"

"When dealing with the Human God, no amount of caution is excessive."

"Alright, since you insist."

Broly did not object.

"However, you came a bit early; my family is still asleep."

"Sorry."

"No need to apologize; by the way, what would you like to eat this morning? I'll prepare it for you."

"Bread is fine."

"Come in and sit."

"No need, I can stay outside, so as not to scare your family."

Orsted did not enter Broly's home; he walked to the middle of the courtyard and stood there like a wooden stump.

Broly did not insist; he snapped his fingers, and a water elemental as tall as a person rolled a chair over to Orsted's side.

"Your familiar is becoming more and more exquisite."

Orsted looked at the water elemental thoughtfully.

"This is an improvement made by Roxy; previously, I needed to replenish their magic power from time to time, but now that magic crystals engraved with magic absorption arrays have been integrated, these water elementals have become familiars that can exist permanently once summoned; normally there's no need to manage them, and they will regularly perform the task of cleaning the house."

Broly said to Orsted rather smugly.

"But doing this, your water elementals will have the weakness of magic crystals, just like slimes."

"That is indeed the case, but compared to this weakness that appears, the advantage that the summoner no longer needs to consume magic power after summoning them can completely cover up their shortcomings."

Orsted did not refute; the water elementals Broly now commanded already had some of the feel of Perugius's Spirit Apostle's magic power, though the path was wilder, and their strength depended only on the amount of magic power the summoner used when creating the water elementals.

"Has your wife, Roxy Migurdia, already become a Water King-tier Mage?"

"Yes, half a year ago."

After finishing his conversation with Orsted, Broly went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the whole family, but before he could come out, the sound of horse hooves approached from far to near.

Paul jumped off his horse, drew the sword at his waist, and looked vigilantly toward the courtyard at the silver-haired man sitting boldly on a chair.

As the captain of the village guard, upon hearing that a suspicious person had entered the village, he naturally came to check the situation.

But just at the first sight of the Dragon God face to face, Paul felt his body invaded by fear, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet, spreading across his back, making the back of his head go numb.

"Who... who are you?"

"Paul Greyrat..."

Orsted recognized the other party, and those whom Orsted could remember were basically people with some merit.

Paul's merit lay in his strong swordsmanship talent, with the possibility of reaching near-God Rank, but this person had wasted his talent.

So, to Orsted, Paul Greyrat was just a guy whose name he could remember.

"How do you know me? Could you be from the Greyrat Family..."

"I have nothing to do with your Greyrat Family, and I'm not an assassin here to kill you; I just came to see my friend Broly."

The curse on Orsted always made people who saw him form associations unfavorable to themselves.

Just like persecution syndrome, in distrust and fear, they might then attack him; Orsted was already used to this.

He also didn't want to conflict with the man before him, so he explained a sentence; of course, if Paul Greyrat wanted to make a move, defeating him was just a matter of moving a finger.

"Mr. Paul, why have you come?"

After hearing the commotion outside, Broly walked out of the house again and asked the fully armed man.

"I heard suspicious elements had entered the village, so I came to check the situation."

"This is my friend."

"Really?"

"He is cursed, so many people would regard him as a suspicious element."

Broly explained.

Paul hesitated, but still withdrew his sword.

Because he occasionally heard from Ghislaine or his son about Broly's power.

As for his son, that went without saying, but Ghislaine's assessment was still trustworthy.

Even boys stronger than himself said so, so this face had to be given.

After hearing that the Dragon God had arrived, Rudeus hurriedly used wind magic to rush home from his house.

And when he came to this side, what he saw was his cousin Alice on guard, staring at a silver-haired man, while Sylphy was a little afraid, hiding behind her, daring only to poke her head out to secretly size up the man opposite.

"Broly-san, is the curse really that exaggerated?"

Although Rudeus thought Orsted's gaze looked a bit fierce at first glance, he didn't expect others to actually show such nervous expressions, so he couldn't help but lean close to Broly's side and ask.

"That's why it's called a curse."

Broly couldn't help it either; people who saw Orsted for the first time were pretty much like this, and even Roxy was only a little better than the others—she still feared him as she should.

Fortunately, this natural fear of Orsted could be offset somewhat by trust in him, and no one made an excessive reaction.

"Say something, I don't know if everyone has heard of the Human God?"

Broly clapped his hands, getting everyone around to pay attention, and asked directly.

Roxy naturally needed no explanation—she knew of the Human God.

Orsted's gaze focused on Broly's other two capture targets.

One was Alice Beryas, the other Sylphiette Yett, both people worth remembering by name.

It was just unknown whether the Human God had tampered with these two.

Alice shook her head, Sylphy did too, but Ghislaine seemed to remember something, frowning as she replied: "I think I've heard of it."

Hearing this, Broly and Orsted's gazes turned that way, and in Ghislaine the Dog-girl Sword King's uncertain account, Broly and Orsted confirmed that the Human God had been in contact with her, before Broly brought her to this side of Buena Village.

And that time was when Alice and Sylphy first met, and Alice was angered into running away, running into the forest where she almost encountered danger.

"Ah, there was such a thing?"

Ghislaine asked with wide eyes.

"Mm."

Alice nodded, also remembering it, but she didn't think much of it.

"If Broly hadn't followed back then, and you, Ghislaine, hadn't followed either, wouldn't Alice have ended up in the bear's mouth?"

Roxy covered her small mouth and cried out in surprise.

Broly, who unexpectedly could really find traces of the Human God, had a face as still as water; those present who had heard of the Human God also only now experienced the Human God's terror.

"What are you talking about?"

Paul looked completely baffled.

"There's a guy scheming against us, and He can influence a person's fate by inducing others to act and creating accidents."

Broly briefly explained one sentence to Paul, and what he had just thought—that Orsted worrying whether the Human God had done something underhanded before reaching the time-reversal point was unnecessary—now he felt was necessary.

"Mr. Paul, can you do me a favor?"

"What favor, please say?"

"Gather the people of the village; I want to ask everyone if they've heard of the Human God."

"Ah, this..."

"As long as someone is willing to come and answer this question honestly, I'm willing to give them an answer fee."

Paul was originally a bit troubled, because gathering the village people to answer a question for such a strange reason, but hearing it was a paid answer, he directly slapped his chest and said there was no problem.

And asking didn't hurt; once asked, there really was someone—the little fatty Somar, who had once been soundly beaten by Alice, actually had a bit of an impression.

"That was just a dream..."

Somar said it very vaguely and uncertainly, but Rudeus, through his words, reconstructed the course of events.

A guy who could infiltrate others' dreams and make people unconditionally trust him induced Somar to do things that angered his parents.

As a result, the other party was lectured by his parents, and because his mood was terrible after being lectured, he ran into Sylphy, who had taken over their play area, so he, who originally couldn't bully Sylphy, couldn't hold back his temper and attacked Sylphy.

And after that was what I heard from my father—our cousin soundly lecturing the other party.

Watching Broly end the paid questioning, I couldn't help but shiver; those interlocking schemes made me feel that in this world there seemed to be a pair of invisible eyes watching us mortals at all times.

But my fear of a god who could manipulate others into acting had just arisen when Broly used action to break my fear.

"Human God, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation in this run, or else, in the next run, I'll definitely beat you up miserably!"

Orsted seemed to have the ability to shield against the Human God's perception; Broly only shouted at the air like that after moving away from him.

I originally thought it was just venting, but I was wrong; Broly's later behavior of seemingly talking to the air made me realize that the Human God could be summoned by Broly's call.

"I didn't do anything bad; everything I did was for your own good, Broly. I hope you can understand!"

"Almost letting Alice die in the bear's mouth, letting Sylphy, who was no longer bullied, suffer bullying again—this is your doing good for me?"

"But these events themselves ultimately led to good results, didn't they? You saved Alice Beryas when she was in danger, which made the tantrum-throwing her obediently follow you back."

"And Alice Beryas saw Sylphiette Yett being bullied by others, rushed up to save her—didn't their relationship go from originally tense to friendly?"

"Are you quibbling with me?"

"I'm not quibbling; I'm stating facts. Moreover, what I did isn't just that. Do you still remember the noble girl who mocked Alice Beryas's swordsmanship and magic at her five-year-old debut banquet?"

"That's right, that was also my arrangement, and because of it, your relationship with Alice Beryas improved, your feelings heated up, and advanced by leaps and bounds, didn't they?"

The little Human God appearing before him said these words, leaving Broly stunned.

"Broly, no matter how I am in other runs, in this run I have only one purpose: to strive to provide assistance for your happiness."

"You may doubt my intentions, but haven't the things I done so far not led to your misfortune?"

"On the contrary, the girls belonging to you get along harmoniously, your relationship with them is like sweet honey, and their parents also recognize you very much; even though their daughters are not yet adults, they are willing to entrust them to you."

"So, I don't know what else you're dissatisfied with, nor why you would blame me for this."

The small god spoke quickly, his voice carrying grievance; Broly's mouth corner twitched — if that were truly the case, then he had wronged the other party.

"Fine, I'll admit what you say may be the truth, but I still reserve my opinion on your true intent in acting this way."

"Broly, believe me, after learning your situation, every subsequent loop's me will strive for your happiness." The small god bowed before him. "Then allow me to take my leave first; I will congratulate your new marriage in the World of Nothingness."

World of Nothingness, the Human God looked at the silent Broly, grinning: "The happier the life, the more one wants to protect it — that will be my most solid shield.

You just properly build unshakeable emotional bonds with your wives in this world."

"The Human God spoke thus."

After Broly returned, he shared the situation with Orsted.

"Do you think He has a problem?"

Broly's question made it very difficult for Orsted to answer.

Because he also couldn't tell what was wrong with this loop's Human God.

It felt like the other party was simply competing with himself for Broly's favor.

【But, is this really useful?】

Producing this thought, Orsted fell silent.

He looked at Broly, truly feeling a pressure.

A boy who values emotions — if he were truly won back over by that guy Human God.

Would that not mean there's a possibility the other party would give up helping him, and go fight the Laplace who revives in a hundred years?

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking whether you'll change your mind and turn to help the Human God again."

"Hah, how could that happen? At most I just won't fight Him in the new loop, but I won't stop you from taking revenge."

"Then the Demon God King Laplace..."

"I've already agreed with you, I'll help you solve him — you don't need to worry I'll change my mind."

Orsted nodded; he was willing to trust Broly.

Of course, if the worst outcome occurred, it would merely be starting a new Endless Reincarnation.

"Lord Orsted?"

Rudeus approached.

"Hm?"

Orsted looked at the boy approaching him, couldn't help but frown and asked: "What business do you have?"

"I heard Broly-san say you are an existence capable of time regression, knowing many things about this world's past, present, and future — so this junior takes the liberty to request your guidance on matters concerning my own future."

I bowed, bending low, lowering my head, trying my best to display a sincere attitude of asking a favor.

"I know many things, but not every random person — I don't know all their information."

Orsted's words I completely understand — if this world is treated as a game, even a player who has replayed the game many times wouldn't necessarily remember the history of a nameless NPC.

"I can understand that, so even if you don't know my future it doesn't matter."

At most, it just means I don't know whether I'm the cuckold.

"Alright then, state your name."

Orsted glanced at Broly beside him, then let Rudeus speak.

"My name is Rudeus Greyrat."

"Another Greyrat Family person," Orsted frowned, thought a moment, then asked: "Then who is your father?"

"Precisely Paul Greyrat."

"Impossible, Paul has no son."

Orsted's words left me extremely startled; only after the other party explained the situation did I learn that originally Paul and his wife, in this world's history, had no son — only two daughters.

"Because of the Laplace Factor, their son was a stillbirth while still in the mother's belly."

Yet such words actually made me feel relaxed — because this meant I didn't steal some infant's life to live in this world, but replaced a fetus that would have died anyway, successfully reincarnating into this world.

I can hold my chest high and loudly say: I am Paul and Zenith's child, their true son.

"So you're a reincarnator — no wonder you don't fear me."

Reincarnators in this world are indeed rare, but not nonexistent.

"But if you're a reincarnator, and moreover came to this world at the same time as Broly, then regrettably I don't know your future — because this world itself never had you as a person."

This was Orsted's answer; this answer left me somewhat disappointed.

"Then I want to ask — in the future, what kind of life trajectories do Roxy-sensei, Cousin Alice, and Sylphy have?"

Orsted: "..."

He looked strangely at Broly.

"I'm also a bit curious."

"Roxy Migurdia and Sylphiette Yett will become master and disciple; this pair of master and disciple will never marry, and will make a name for themselves exploring the Labyrinth domain.

As for Alice Beryas, she will be pursued by Luke Notos of the Greyrat Family, and ultimately marry him becoming his wife.

Of course, such a future will absolutely not come to pass now."

Just as Orsted was thinking about the next loop, whether to conveniently solve the Greyrat's Notos Family, Rudeus exhaled.

Because the true cuckold wasn't himself — although he couldn't rule out the possibility of becoming one, at least such a future had never been verified by anyone.

And things that haven't happened — how can they be used as evidence?

Ahahaha...

"Broly!"

Just when I was in a great mood, my cousin Alice charged over; she seemed to have heard what was said over here just now.

With a stubborn look on her face, she shouted at Broly: 【I won't marry anyone else—I'm your wife, and if you dare not marry me, I'll beat you to death】.

My cousin's words were truly bold, and she really dared to think about beating a Saiyan to death.

But seeing Broly seriously give a response on the scene, saying 【You're my wife, and that will absolutely never change】, left me with the feeling of eating sour, stinking, rock-hard dog food.

Damn it, I want a girl like my cousin too!

Of course, only the affection of not marrying anyone but oneself; as for martial force, forget it—I'm not Broly, I can't withstand domestic violence.

Time came to November, and Broly held his second wedding in this world.

Only, unlike the first wedding, this one wasn't too formal, more like playing house wedding.

But playing house wedding had its own benefits—at least Orsted could attend his wedding now.

Alice and Sylphy agreed on that day to become his wives, smoothly joining the Crystal Palace.

(Chapter End)