completely recovered from the injuries they sustained in the battle against the Demon King.

For Rodcorte, this was little more than taking candy from a baby.

I won't let you take them so easily! Zuruwarn thought as he sunk his fangs into Rodcorte's arm. It was a small, mostly-meaningless act of resistance. The amount of damage that Rodcorte took was equivalent to welts appearing on his arm.

However, that damage caused Rodcorte's arm to stop.

"Now's the time! Go, my souls!"

Using the single moment given to him, Zuruwarn drove all of the souls that he was holding into the vessel.

"The reincarnation has already been completed! Leave this place!" Ricklent shouted.

With a groan of frustration, Rodcorte's arm vanished. He had likely realized that there was nothing more that he could do.

No matter how much power he had, he could not step outside his jurisdiction. Having only a single authority was Rodcorte's weakness.

Zuruwarn let out a sigh of relief from all four of his heads. "Are you alright?" he asked Ricklent.

"It's nothing serious. But..." Ricklent looked at Zuruwarn with a grimace.

Zuruwarn nodded. "I know. Things have become troublesome. Rodcorte has found out that we've become Vandalieu's allies."

Up until this point, Rodcorte would have been under the assumption that the gods of Lambda were not Vandalieu's allies, at least among the divine that were currently active.

However, Zuruwarn and Ricklent were Vandalieu's allies... How would things turn out now that Rodcorte knew that they had started directly interfering with him?

But Ricklent shook his head, as he continued grimacing at Zuruwarn, his brother. "No, that's not it," he said. "Brother, you have ignored all of the procedures that I set as the god of magic, haven't you?"

The souls of the Eighth Guidance were supposed to be reincarnated into the vessel one at a time, with a few minutes between them. With Ricklent casting several spells during the process, even.

But Zuruwarn had simply driven all of the souls into the vessel at once.

"... Ah," said Zuruwarn.

"That's not what you should be saying."

"But it was an emergency situation... Look, the vessel seems to contain the souls now, so hasn't the reincarnation succeeded?"

"Indeed, the reincarnation has happened."

The two gods looked at the vessel... the basic life form that Vandalieu had created using Vida's relic, as it burbled and squirmed fiercely.

"... Even I can't imagine what form they will be reincarnated in," said Ricklent.

Have I messed things up for the first time in a while? Zuruwarn wondered, but he decided to blame everything on Rodcorte.

"Well, I'm sure it will work out. And Rodcorte is the one at fault. Now then, I'm going to return to the negotiations with the god of Earth, so I'll leave the rest to you," Zuruwarn said, and then he left.

"He ran away..." Ricklent let out a deep sigh and decided that for now, he would keep watch over the vessel containing the souls of all of the members of the Eighth Guidance and the 'Gazer' Minuma Hitomi.