Translator: thursdays Editor: Yahiko PR: LightBrin
4.
The Heretic Questioner.
An epithet holder. A so-called first-generation Hunter active since the early days of the Tower. Among every nationality, regions where no nation had established themselves, and regions where nations had collapsed when humans came rushing in, this blond psychopath stabilized the Tower by hunting down radicals.
“I see Constellations as the deities of their worlds!”
The specialist who managed all religions on the planet with the authority 'Ten Thousand Temple' smiled widely.
“Simply put, the deities are the laws of their worlds! For example, there is a law that exists on our world, Earth, which is the law of physics! Though, the laws of physics are basically installed everywhere, like Windows operating systems, so they're nothing special. That's why there isn't anything special about our world!”
Um.
“But we have nuclear weapons and guns, you know?”
“As I said, the laws of physics are the foundation of everything, no matter where you go! That means that those two tools can come from any world where the technology is advanced enough!”
The Heretic Questioner continued that it would, however, be difficult to develop technology based just on physics if magic and miracles were common. That didn't mean that other worlds couldn't invent nuclear technology and guns anyway.
'I guess there was also an Apocalypse destroyed by a nuclear war. The Saga of the Iron Knights in Space, which is now our 23rd floor, was science fiction…'
Could it be…? Was Earth the weakest among the worlds?
I knew that magic and skills didn't become common until after the Tower rose, but I felt weird hearing that our home Earth, the blue marble, was weak. Was this nationalism? No, should I say it was globalism?
“But, like you said, it is true that guns and nuclear weapons are very powerful! If we were to rain them down, we could defeat quite a few apostles!”
“I see.”
Raviel tapped her mouth with the tip of her fan.
“Since the laws of physics are the underlying bases of most worlds, physical attacks can be used almost anywhere.”
“That's right! It is natural that those who aren't bound by physics cannot attack physically. And if they have physical bodies, then physical attacks will, of course, work on them! But the question of efficacy remains: Will they be affected by the full force of the attacks, or will the attacks be reduced?”
The floating Sword Emperor let out a small exclamation.
-Huh. That guy's smart.
'Sword Emperor, does this sound right to you?'
-Yeah. That's why the Constellation Killer could break Shiny with his aura and why I wasn't pushed about when I only trained with a blade. That kid who controls the Black Dragon Guild could also make pancakes of Preta with her beam. Physical power is a very powerful 'law.'
[Shiny sullenly nods.]
-It can be said that a Constellation's class depends on how much they follow the laws of physics.
I wanted to ask what that meant, but the Heretic Questioner began to explain it right away.
“The part that I just said about reduced physical damage is unexpectedly important! This is because one can follow the laws of physics but not be completely bound! And if that's possible—”
“—Because all Constellations have their own laws, their apostles have to oppose the laws of physics with those laws.”
“Ooh! As expected, you have a brilliant understanding of it! You are indeed Death King's partner!”
“That's obvious.”
My husband spoke such lovely words. I was certain that Raviel was shining this small tactical meeting with just that.
-Zombie, won't you focus? You're deciding this world's fate right now.
[Shiny jumps up and strikes the back of the warrior's neck.]
Good grief.
They're so pitiable, not knowing a love like mine.
-Hey, quit your BS, Zombie.
[Shiny looks at the warrior with eyes like rotten fish.]
'Shiny, you don't even have eyes.'
[Shiny says to look at the jewels on the sheath.]
When I followed her words and looked at the decorated sheath, the colors of the jewels were somewhat hazy.
Hm.
'I got it. I'll watch myself.'
-And concentrate.
'Yep.'
All Constellations have their own laws.
Their apostles also obey those laws.
“What are some examples of laws?”
“Hmm! For example, there is a constellation named Barbit.”
A 'god of love,' the Heretic Questioner added.
“This Constellation [translates everything in the world to romance]. In a world ruled by Barbit, power and wealth are meaningless! A person's strength is determined by how much romance power they have.”
“Romance power? What's that?”
“Mm! You have to see it.”
The Heretic Questioner combined his hands to make a sign.
“Sacred Technique, Psyche.”[1]
Poof!
Light emanated from the Heretic Questioner's hands. It wasn't just white but also reddish… and a little pink? Anyway, a thick perfume-like mist shrouded us.
“Aha. This is temporary, but I've set up a sanctuary for the God Barbit! Try doing something, Death King!”
“Um…”
Chapter end
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