After the end of the 11th round.

Angel Milen, who had been the guide, sighed as he returned to the heavenly realm.

[That human is truly extraordinary. Pulling out such a high-risk strategy.]

Milen recalled the human known as Black Scythe.

Despite being an avatar created in another world, he exuded a deadly aura.

‘Did he really kill the archangel as rumored?’

The death of Remiel wasn’t officially confirmed, but every knowledgeable angel was aware.

That he went to confront a human and didn’t return.

‘If he hasn’t returned yet, it’s certain.’

An archangel killed by a human?

It was still hard to believe, but if it was true, there was only one possible suspect.

‘Black Scythe, who stands out at level 90. It must be him.’

Although the suspect was identified, the higher-ups hadn’t taken any action.

He should have been killed immediately, yet they hadn’t dealt with him yet, which was baffling.

[Hmph, I can never understand the higher-ups… Huh?]

At that moment, a radiant angel appeared before Milen.

With majestic and beautiful wings, a handsome appearance, and deep eyes, Milen froze.

He was overwhelmed by the presence.

[H-Hail, the Heaven Above All Heavens. The Archangel of Archangels, Lord Michael.]

Trembling, he greeted, fearing the angel might have overheard his earlier words.

Michael looked down at Milen and asked in a deep voice.

[I’ve heard you were the guide for the 11th round.]

[Yes? Yes, that’s correct.]

Feeling pity for the trembling Milen, Michael smiled gently.

[I’ve come to hear the results early, so don’t be afraid.]

[I-I was just on my way to record the results.]

[Good. So, what are the results of the 11th round?]

[Here’s the recorded screen. Please take a look.]

Michael seriously reviewed the results screen that Milen handed over.

[Black Scythe is in first place again. And by a significant margin.]

[It seems he won big using the high-risk option in the gambling game.]

[I see. Take it to the Hall of Records.]

[Yes, then I’ll be off…]

As Milen hesitantly withdrew, Michael fell into deep thought.

‘While others barely earn 200,000 points, he gathered 20 million points alone.’

Since this round was for earning points for the Special Shop, it was quite important.

After this, earning points would be impossible.

‘As if he knew that, he earned an enormous amount of points, creating an insurmountable gap.’

He was truly a monopolist.

Dangerous.

If Black Scythe was left unchecked, not only the game’s balance but the angels themselves would be in danger.

He was already a serial killer who had killed dozens of battle angels and one archangel.

‘And yet… And yet, I have to just watch?’

Michael recalled his recent conversation with Luvaiah.

– We should target him when the 11th round starts.

– I recommend waiting a bit longer, my lord. It will greatly benefit your grand cause.

– What did I just hear? Repeat that.

– I said keeping the Black Scythe alive will help achieve your grand cause, Lord Michael.

– You, a mere observer locked in a room, claim to know my grand cause?

– Of course. An observer who contemplates all the knowledge of the world surely knows your inner thoughts, my lord.

– …

– To be blunt, Lord Michael wants to become a god, correct? And you know what you need to achieve that.

– Are you suggesting using Black Scythe?

– Yes. As you can see from his actions, Black Scythe walks a path no one has ever walked. He is the only one who can fulfill your grand cause.

– Continue.

– If you kill the Black Scythe now for the crime of killing an archangel, your grand cause will be set back. Isn’t the reason you’re observing the humans’ game to become a god?

– Yes.

– Currently, the one closest to the wish of the 20th round is the Black Scythe. If you use him well, you can become a god. Conversely, if you kill him according to the rules of the heavenly realm, your grand cause will be set back again.

– …

– So, what will you do? Will you postpone the Black Scythe’s death for your grand cause? Or will you kill him now for the order of the heavenly realm and wait for another opportunity?

– …Well, it’s not a decision to make now, so I’ll think about it.

Finishing his thoughts, Michael sighed inwardly.

He said he’d think about it, but he still hadn’t reached a conclusion.

‘Damn scribe. What do you want by shaking my mind like that?’

Considering he brought it up suddenly, he probably wanted the Black Scythe to be spared.

No, more likely, he wanted Michael to become a god.

‘What does he plan to do once I become a god?’

No matter how much he pondered, he couldn’t grasp the scribe’s intentions.

It only made his thoughts more complicated.

‘To disgrace an angel and keep that cheeky brat alive for my grand cause?’

It was absurd, but Luvaiah’s words had some truth.

To achieve a grand cause, sacrifices were necessary.

Such an opportunity might never come again.

Justice or the grand cause.

Order of the heavenly realm or personal ambition.

After much contemplation, Michael finally made a decision.

‘…Well, an angel is inherently a selfish being.’

He decided to overlook Black Scythe’s crime.

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