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"Ding!
Six-Tier Luck extraction complete.
Congratulations to the Host for receiving the reward: Simulated Divinity - Spear of Indra."
The moment the system's voice echoed in his mind, Hiro froze for a brief second.
...The Great Treasure Spear of Black Rabbit?
Was this sheer luck, or a hidden bonus tied to Yuri's fate?
In his previous life, driven purely by curiosity, Hiro had deliberately studied Black Rabbit's four divine-armament-class weapons. Because of that, he knew this spear's origin extremely well.
It was a certain-victory divine lance, forged jointly by Indra, chief of the Twelve Heavenly Generals, and Brahma, their advisor and the supreme god of the Indian pantheon.
Strictly speaking, its true essence belonged to Brahma.
Much like the original Celtic pantheon's "certain-hit, certain-win" spear, this was a weapon that guaranteed victory the moment it was used.
Its terrifying nature lay not in the concept of killing-
but in the concept of victory.
No matter who the opponent was.
No matter how absolute the defense they wielded.
Once invoked, it could rewrite the situation itself and summon a grace that transcended the enemy.
That was a miracle only a supreme god who possessed the source of cosmic truth-Brahma-could perform.
At that level, it was already the domain of Authority.
Of course, the Spear of Indra Hiro obtained was only a Simulated Divinity.
It did not possess such world-breaking omnipotence.
Instead, it provided an infinite supply and release of energy sufficient to defeat the pierced target.
Still-
Even as a simulation, for the current Hiro and the current world, it was an absurdly powerful trump card.
Among all Heretic Gods, only a very small number possessed abilities such as rebirth, resurrection, or time reversal.
Which meant-
The next time he faced a Heretic God, as long as the opponent lacked those few specific survivability abilities, the result would be simple.
One strike.
Certain defeat.
No dodging.
No blocking.
The most vivid example was Verethragna's Phoenix Incarnation from a few days ago.
Even whether Final Steel could block it head-on was debatable-let alone other gods or Campiones.
"Hiro-sama," Grayfia spoke softly, standing beside him with her usual impeccable composure, "is your special purpose for coming to this island nation related to that girl named Seishuuin Ena?"
Her gaze followed the blonde girl who stood blankly before the shrine's offering box.
Hiro sat cross-legged on the spotless wooden corridor, resting his chin on his right hand. He thought for a moment.
"Ena is one of the goals," he replied slowly, "but calling her the entire purpose would be an exaggeration."
"As for the main purpose..."
He paused, then let out a small breath.
"...let me think."
Originally, he had planned to use Mariya Yuri as the key to finding Seishuuin Ena.
But after unexpectedly encountering Amakusa Touma, Yuri's value in that regard had diminished considerably.
Now, Mariya Yuri's only remaining significance to him-under the identity of Susanoo-no-Mikoto-was that of a shrine maiden.
And according to the system's earlier explanation, the Spirit Grade "Susanoo-no-Mikoto" seemed to possess some kind of upward evolutionary potential.
The system hadn't clarified how that evolution would occur.
Whether it would elevate the Spirit Grade to a four-digit level, or merely grant additional abilities and enhancements-
One thing was certain.
Slaying a Heretic God was never a bad investment.
Furthermore, Susanoo-no-Mikoto-known as the "National Husband" in the original lore-was clearly an important figure, likely carrying substantial fate value.
Add to that:
* The Great Sage Equaling Heaven, whom Luo Cuilian constantly longed for
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* The monk rumored to be an Unsubmissive Buddha
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* A mysterious princess with glass-colored pupils and an unknown true name
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After sorting through all that, Hiro arrived at a simple conclusion.
"The main reason," he said calmly, "is that this country has many gods."
As if on cue, both he and Grayfia turned their heads toward the far-right corner of the corridor.
There-
Accompanied by light thump-thump-thump footsteps and the sound of a girl-no, a l*li-humming an unfamiliar tune, a small figure entered their field of view.
She had chin-length brown hair and eyes of the same color. A red hairpin sat neatly atop her bangs.
Since it was still spring break, she wasn't wearing a school uniform, but rather a shrine maiden outfit similar to Mariya Yuri's-just several sizes smaller.
Perhaps startled by the sudden sight of two unfamiliar adults, the little girl froze briefly.
"Um... are you here to worship?" she asked with an innocent smile. "If so, you've come to the wrong place. The main hall is further ahead."
She pointed with her right hand-still dotted with water droplets-in Yuri's direction.
This was Mariya Hikari, twelve years old.
Looking at the face that strongly resembled Mariya Yuri's, Grayfia remained silent, her eyes shifting subtly toward Hiro for instruction.
"We're not here to worship," Hiro said gently, meeting Hikari's tea-colored eyes-identical to his own.
"We came to see Miss Mariya Yuri about something. It seems her health isn't very good."
"...Not feeling well?"
Hikari's eyes widened.
"Sister?!"
She gasped, covering her mouth.
Without caring about the identities of the two strangers anymore, she bowed hastily, then ran past them with a panicked expression.
Hiro watched her go, then thought silently:
Once Seishuuin Ena and the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi appear, my purpose for coming to this country will be halfway complete.
Through Observation Haki, he sensed both Hikari's hurried movement and Amaterasu's calm presence.
If possible, he wanted to gather more Authorities in this world.
To see whether he could accumulate additional fate value.
To push himself closer to a level where he could sweep across the universe, and permanently eliminate all unresolved problems in the High School DxD world.
But Heretic Gods were rare to begin with.
Even with Mariya Yuri, Seishuuin Ena, Lucrezia Zora, Liliana Kranjcar, and other outstanding witches gathered together-
Whether a successful summoning could occur was still uncertain.
The cultists' success in summoning Amaterasu yesterday had been, in large part, pure luck.
While Hiro was calmly planning his next steps-
Hundreds of kilometers away, in the headquarters of the History Compilation Committee, located on the third-to-last floor of a skyscraper in New Tokyo-
Amakusa Touma's organization was experiencing a considerable shock.
"...Erica?"
"That disgraceful woman-"
"She isn't even a shrine maiden."
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