"Wh-what?"
Gazing at the Savior before him, Menis was momentarily stunned, unsure of what to say.
He felt he must have misheard, but Beckett's expression confirmed he hadn't.
"As the Savior, isn't it your duty to eliminate those interdimensional demons?"
Beckett's smile widened, and the vengeful orange cat on his shoulder clenched its tiny, pink paws, meowing righteously.
As if to say, "That's right, meow!"
"I see, truly worthy of being called the Savior!"
Recalling the scene half a year ago when Beckett descended like a god, Menis clenched his right fist and struck his left palm, a look of sudden realization dawning on his face.
"In that case, please follow me."
"To meet the interdimensional demon Orphie, we must use our tribe's treasure."
"Treasure?"
"Yes." Menis stood up, and as if finally remembering Hela, he respectfully bowed to her before turning to lead the way.
Up until this point, Hela had been seemingly forgotten, relegated to a spectator alongside The Other Woz, observing from the sidelines.
"Keep up, Sav-ior."
Beckett turned his head, his provocative gaze causing Hela to grit her teeth in anger.
He's showing off again. He knows nothing about magic, I'll just watch him die!
Hela pursed her lips, kicked over the sand jar Woz had been sweeping for half the day, and swayed her hips as she followed.
Woz, who had just pulled out a bottle of engine oil from his abdominal pocket to replenish his energy, stared blankly at the sand jar on the ground. He blinked, then looked in the direction Hela and Beckett had gone, utterly bewildered.
"Let's go, Woz." The Other sighed, tightening his grip on the scepter embedded with the Mind Stone. He patted Woz's confused head and sighed, then trotted after them, acting quite subserviently. "His Highness Beckett, wait for me!"
"???" Little Woz stood there, holding the oil can with both hands, a few drops of black oil still on his lips, completely baffled.
Forty minutes later, Beckett and his group, having walked into a magical teleportation point, vanished into the snowy landscape.
Not long after Beckett's party disappeared, Cuba, who had met Beckett earlier and claimed to be a disciple of the Sorcerer Supreme, quietly appeared near the teleportation point.
His handsome face was full of confusion.
"This power..."
"Is it Dormammu's enemy, Horus?"
...
On the other side of the teleportation array, under a blazing sun, Beckett and his companions, following Menis, appeared in a settlement that was clearly more developed than other tribes.
"This is..."
"This is the new tribe I established under the guidance of the Savior."
"Here, I will build a sufficiently powerful civilization for our Midgardian people."
As Menis spoke, his eyes were filled with confidence.
He believed that the power gained from the interdimensional demon's corpse would be enough to overcome all the difficulties on his path.
In fact, he had been on this path for nearly half a year. Having taken over the leadership of Upper Egypt from his father, he was on the verge of conquering Lower Egypt and unifying the land.
If he hadn't been invited by his former organization to handle some matters in Northern Europe, where he encountered someone attempting to break the barriers and allow interdimensional demons to descend, he would have already completed his unification and saved his people from the suffering of war.
"That is...?"
"My statue?"
Beckett, with his sharp eyes, looked into the distance and immediately spotted a massive statue of himself within an unfinished building. Oh, and Hela's too.
"Yes, those are the statues I personally crafted for both Saviors. And to better protect the statues of the Saviors, I designed and began constructing this unique building."
Menis replied respectfully, pointing to a giant stone tablet erected not far from them, covered in writing that Beckett and Hela couldn't understand.
However, even though the text was incomprehensible, Beckett could understand the drawings.
On the stone tablet was a drawing of a building, wider at the base and narrower at the top, appearing as a triangle from the front.
"That is the place of worship I am building for the statues of the Saviors."
Menis's eyes were filled with fervor and pride.
This was the only thing he could do for the Savior.
He built statues, he wrote histories.
To protect the statues from the elements, he had even designed such a unique building to shelter them.
He wanted his descendants, the kingdom's descendants, generation after generation, to remember the Savior's peerless heroism as he descended like a god to help them defeat the united vanguard of the Nine Realms and save them!
Most importantly, he wanted to be placed within this unique building after his death, to rest eternally beside the revered Savior.
This was his selfish desire as a king, and perhaps a small act of indulgence.
"You..."
A flicker of surprise flashed in Beckett's pupils.
The construction of this unique building was so fantastical and stunning, even in his eyes.
In fact, Beckett could foresee that it would be incredibly difficult for the people of Midgard, with their current technological level, to build such a structure.
However, this man had not given up. In less than half a year, he had already completed two-thirds of the building.
All for the gratitude and respect he held in his heart.
For the first time, Beckett's face showed a complex emotion for someone who was not an enemy.
He didn't understand what motivated Menis to do this.
But...
This feeling, surprisingly, isn't bad...?
Hela, who had expected Beckett to say something like "Utterly boring," glanced at him in surprise. She wasn't interested in the statue at all.
There were countless myths and legends about her and her father, Odin, on the icy lands of Midgard. She was long accustomed to being sung about and felt nothing.
However, "What, moved?" Hela raised an eyebrow and walked forward playfully, her eyes teasing Beckett's impassive face.
"Boring."
Beckett shot a cold glance at the smiling Hela and turned away. "Tell me how to meet that Orphie, Menis."
"Yes, Lord Savior."
Menis hurried to catch up with Beckett and took out a pure gold pendant from his residence.
The pure gold pendant was triangular, just like the building, and had a strange eye pattern carved on its surface. The surging magical power stored within caused Hela's smile to gradually disappear.
"This is a magical vessel I obtained from an interdimensional demon god named Horus."
"If it's this, it should be able to let you, Lord Savior, meet that interdimensional demon god Orphie."
ps: Fun fact: Menis was a king of an ancient Egyptian dynasty who unified Upper and Lower Egypt.
ps2: According to encyclopedias, Menis unified Egypt around 3100 BC, which fits perfectly with Beckett's current timeline, so I've taken him and ancient Egyptian civilization as inspiration for this modification.
After all, the pyramids and other structures are still mysteries of ancient Egyptian civilization (laughs).
ps3: Initially, I wanted to use Gilgamesh, as I could have written about Gilgamesh's personality becoming arrogant and proud under Beckett's influence. However, I was worried about being severely criticized and maliciously reported by certain Gilgamesh fans. I already got criticized for using a Railgun reference, with people saying I insulted Railgun... so I'll just avoid Gilgamesh. I can't afford to offend his fans, I'm scared.
ps4: Don't ask me why I'm not writing about ancient Chinese civilization. The reason is that Chinese civilization has a long and continuous history, making it difficult to handle.
Ancient Egyptian civilization, on the other hand, became dust in history, making it easier to deal with when Beckett returns to Earth (manual doge).
ps5: Actually, I didn't plan to write about ancient Egyptian civilization at first. I just modified a religion. But due to well-known reasons, I was forced to abandon it, changing the outline and plot. All ten chapters of my draft were scrapped
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