Overgeared

“This... it is a portrait of Goddess Rebecca.” She noticed after mistaking it for the face of a living person. Mercedes, who stepped back in surprise after seeing the third painting, belatedly identified the identity of the subject of the painting and corrected her posture.

“It is like she is watching us.”

It was like the gaze of Mona Lisa. No matter which direction they looked at the painting, Rebecca’s line of sight in the painting always followed Grid and Mercedes.

‘I’m getting goosebumps.’

If she had a gentle face like the Mona Lisa, then she would give off a mysterious feeling. Yet in the painting, Rebecca smiled ferociously. The disdainful gaze followed Grid and Mercedes, making them feel unpleasant and creepy.

“it must be painted by a demon right?”

Mercedes was also active in the Drasion raid. She had witnessed the depravity of the angels, who committed evil deeds to hide the disgrace of the gods. It meant she knew the truth that ‘gods are unconditionally good’ was wrong. This didn’t mean she thought ‘the gods are evil.’ Humanity hadn’t reached that point yet.

“Perhaps it isn’t the work of a human.”

Putting aside the interpretation of Rebecca for the moment, the artist was likely to be a demon just by looking at the fact that they knew about the beginning of hell. Since this was Marie Rose’s castle, the artist’s identity might be Beriache.

‘...No, it is unlikely to be Beriache.’

If she was the artist, then she would’ve portrayed Yatan, who drove her out of hell, as ugly as Rebecca.

Step.

Grid hastened his pace. He wanted to quickly get away from Rebecca’s gaze in the painting.

‘Damn, surely it isn’t a ghost?’

The back of his head was itchy. Rebecca’s gaze continued to follow.

“Your Majesty?”

He hated ghosts. They weren’t scary (probably), but he hated them physiologically. Mercedes chased Grid who started to run. Moments later, the two of them found the fourth painting and stopped in front of it. The protagonist of the fourth painting was Yatan. It was just a black existence. He stood alone on a cliff and seemed to be looking down. There was darkness above his head. In the first and second paintings, it was like a crown. Now it faded like a fire about to go out.

“He looks depressed for some reason.”

There was no right answer to art. Regardless of the artist’s intention, the essence of the work depended on the viewer’s interpretation. Grid had no intention of denying Mercedes’ sentiment. No, he thought it was an appropriate impression. Was it because the darkness above his head was weakened or was it due to the back that bent while looking down the cliff? Yatan in the painting looked really listless. He seemed to be in agony. The origin of all evil was like this... it really didn’t suit him.

Step, step.

red demon, green demon, and giant demon, that appeared in the second painting, stood by Yatan. Yatan’s back

it mean that it is meaningless for

Mercedes had a lot to say today. At this point, Grid noticed she

about it... there were several

was attacked by the 4th Red Knight Gyuratan (Great Demon Astaroth) in her home and Grid helped her. At that time, the interior of the mansion had been slightly exposed by the collapsed outer wall. The scene of

only thinking

in fact, he was indifferent to Mercedes. Grid frowned as he touched his forehead. He realized what a ruthless person he

immigrated to South Korea

didn’t believe it at first. He told himself the reason she moved to South Korea was to find some new opportunities. However, it was impossible to deny it now.

‘...I feel bitter.’

a sigh. However, he didn’t think about Jishuka’s problem right now. He had to focus on the situation in front of him. This was a very important

sorry. I was

head. She was worried that a shallow interpretation

think it is a good

collect good paintings and give them to Mercedes. At the same

from Goddess Rebecca. The whisper would’ve been to propose (or discuss) the destruction and restoration of

“......”

black Yatan, and Baal, who was characterized as a giant.

Grid had seen many times in hell. A number of demons appeared in the eighth painting. Thousands of

it gave me a

third painting, it was a delicately painted portrait. It seemed to have copied the real thing. There was a wave of light floating above her head like a crown. Her hands

blessed all of humanity. It was the appearance of the Goddess

“It warms my heart.”

“Um...”

Church would be revitalized. Sure enough, Goddess Rebecca must be kind... Perhaps the actions of the actions of

Grid had this thought, the frame rotated and the back of the painting was revealed. The 10th painting appeared after the 9th painting. It was a slaughter. The black color representing Yatan spread out to hell and the human world above hell,

once again appeared. Like the third painting, it was a portrait of Goddess Rebecca with an ugly smile. The two neat hands of Goddess Rebecca were now covered with red paint. It meant

“......”

long corridor.Every time Grid advanced

‘Is there an end?’

bewitched. Grid felt nervous and stopped walking. The 11th painting was revealed under the newly lit torch. The figure in black was slumped down. It was a painting of the evil god Yatan, who collapsed as if he was crying. He felt

this work portrays Rebecca as the source of destruction and Yatan as the

“Um...”

artist depicted Yatan just like this. A piece of trash that had no value in discussing good or

that I

was indeed Beriache’s work. It was almost certain seeing that both

Step step.

to walk. The corridor wasn’t finished and paintings were constantly appearing. From the first painting to the 11th one... after that, the same paintings appeared again and again. It seemed