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After testing the divine weapon Hephaestus had made for him, Emiya finally understood what it did.
This divine weapon strengthened his spiritual power.
Spiritual power and Psychic were inseparably linked. With his spiritual power enhanced, Emiya's Psychic increased severalfold.
Before, at full output, he could lift a ten-ton object. After equipping the divine weapon, he could lift more than fifty tons.
The increase was obvious.
More importantly, the duration of his abilities had also been extended by several times.
In the past, lifting ten tons for ten minutes would completely drain his Psychic and cause him to faint.
Now, even while lifting more than fifty tons, he could last over thirty minutes and still feel relaxed.
The difference was clear.
Beyond that, the divine weapon didn't just boost his Psychic-it also dramatically increased his recovery speed.
Previously, exhausting a large amount of Psychic required an entire day to recover.
Now, full recovery took only half an hour.
The power of his offensive techniques had risen as well.
A Psychic Blade could now cut through steel with ease, sharper than an ordinary sword.
A Psychic Bullet had power comparable to a normal firearm round. If Emiya invested more Psychic, its power could even reach that of a sniper rifle.
His Psychic Shield had clearly improved too. Ordinary bullets would no longer be able to pierce it.
If he layered multiple Psychic Shields, even explosives wouldn't be able to harm him.
That realization made Emiya genuinely excited.
Not because he had become stronger.
But because he had become much safer.
On top of that, the number of Psychic Hands he could control had doubled.
Previously, four was his limit. Any more would overwhelm him and cause loss of control.
Now, he could freely manipulate sixteen Psychic Hands without strain, directing them as naturally as his own limbs.
Everything pointed to one conclusion.
The divine weapon Hephaestus had crafted was extraordinary.
After some consideration, Emiya gave it a name.
Hephaestus's Aegis.
Then he frowned.
The name felt too long. Too Western. And more importantly, this was a pure amplification artifact. Calling it an "Aegis" felt off.
So he thought again.
And came up with something better.
Flame God's Ring.
Hephaestus wasn't just the god of forging, masonry, and sculpture. She was also the god of fire.
The name fit.
It was vivid. Direct. And aligned with Eastern aesthetics.
The decision was final.
After testing the Flame God's Ring, Emiya didn't return to Orario.
Hephaestus was likely busy modifying the mobile phone blueprints.
Hestia was probably occupied setting up the restaurant together with the people from the Food Wars! world.
In less than ten days-or half a month at most-a new restaurant would open in Orario.
Its reputation might even surpass that of The Hostess of Fertility.
Loki had returned to her Familia after being away for several days.
She was probably plotting how to deal with Bell Cranel, planning to send him to the Freya Familia and sever his connection with the Sword Princess.
Even if Emiya went back, there was nothing for him to do.
He didn't feel like wandering the dungeon.
And he didn't have anyone to casually shop with.
So he decided to take this opportunity to begin a new journey.
The Flame God's Ring had increased his strength.
And with that strength came confidence.
After resting throughout the day, Emiya finally began his transmigration that night.
The next second, he vanished from his room.
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"Kazuma Sato, welcome to the afterlife. Unfortunately, you have just passed away. Although it was short, your life has ended."
The moment Emiya arrived, a pleasant voice entered his ears.
Kazuma Sato?
I'm not Kazuma Sato.
Wait.
Kazuma Sato?
Isn't that the name of that perverted protagonist?
Emiya opened his eyes in surprise.
The space around him was pure white.
A simple desk and chair stood in the room.
Behind the desk sat a goddess.
A real one.
Her beauty surpassed that of ordinary humans.
Light blue hair flowed down, giving off a gentle, ethereal feeling.
Her body-neither overly voluptuous nor lacking-was wrapped in a loose, light-purple hagoromo.
No matter how you looked at her, she was stunning.
Unfortunately, she was also an idiot.
The goddess blinked her clear blue eyes. When she noticed Emiya, shock instantly filled her face.
"Huh? What's going on? It was supposed to be just Kazuma Sato. Why is there an extra person?"
"Was he summoned too? Nobody told me about this."
She stood there confused for a few minutes.
Then gave up thinking.
"Well, whatever. One more doesn't hurt."
She looked at Emiya again and repeated herself.
"To this unnamed gentleman-welcome to the afterlife. Unfortunately, you have just passed away."
"Although it was short, your life has ended."
Emiya stared at her in silence.
So this was just her standard opening line.
He turned his head.
Sure enough, there was a young man in a tracksuit standing beside him.
If he wasn't mistaken, that was Kazuma Sato.
At that moment, Emiya finally confirmed the world he had arrived in.
KonoSuba: God's Blessing on This Wonderful World.
An interesting place.
The male protagonist was clearly Kazuma Sato-the future scumbag himself.
As for the female protagonist...
It was the goddess in front of him.
Aqua.
Emiya narrowed his eyes.
Just then, Kazuma Sato spoke.
"...Can I ask you something?"
Aqua nodded. "Sure."
"...The girl I pushed out of the way," Kazuma asked. "Is she still alive?"
Hearing that, Emiya's expression turned strange.
If he remembered correctly...
Kazuma Sato hadn't died saving anyone at all.
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