Fairy Tail: I Am the God

This is exactly what Sakata Gintoki said yesterday.

We should still get what we deserve.

Just as the two were chatting, the door to the reception room was opened.

Then, a voice came from outside the door.

"I apologize for keeping you all waiting."

At the sound of such a voice, a handsome and dashing man walked in from outside the door.

The middle-aged man accompanied the other party, bowing to Sun Wukong and his companions.

The handsome man first glanced at Sakata Gintoki and Gilgamesh, then turned his gaze to Son Goku.

"I have long admired your name, Mr. Sun."

The popular idol known as Sweet Mask smiled at Sun Wukong.

"This seems to be the first time you've had a face-to-face conversation like this, right?"

Sweet Mask's voice and expressions can only be described as perfect.

That performance was flawless.

Faced with such a handsome man who looks like a prince, I believe any woman would blush.

"You must be the top-ranked A-level student."

Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"Yes, it's an honor for you to get to know me."

Sweet Mask smiled immediately, extended his hand, and the two shook hands in a gesture of friendship.

A moment later, Gilgamesh slightly raised his eyelids and looked at Sweet Mask.

Gilgamesh could sense the handsome and glamorous idol before him, who was as beautiful as a prince.

There was a subtle, extraordinary presence about the other person.

That proves that this popular idol is not just a pretty boy, but also has extremely impressive abilities.

A hero who is ranked 1st in A-level but possesses the strength of an S-level hero.

However, besides strength, Gilgamesh also sensed something else from Sweet Mask.

Of course, there's no need to spell it out yet.

There was another matter that Gilgamesh needed to clarify.

"I've long heard that the number one A-rank idol is not only a hero but also an advisor to the association, wielding considerable influence and decision-making power in managing heroes."

Gilgamesh met Sweet Mask's gaze and smiled faintly, "So, Mr. Advisor must have come here to see if the three of us are qualified to become S-class heroes."

Sweet Mask's purpose was immediately exposed by Gilgamesh.

However, Sweet Mask remained unmoved.

"Exposed?"

Sweet Mask shrugged helplessly, then smiled at Gilgamesh.

"So you're one of the two S-class?"

As he said this, Sweet Mask's expression changed.

His once beaming smile now carried a hint of menace.

"In that case, please allow me to speak frankly."

Sweet Mask stared straight at Gilgamesh and said something indifferently.

"None of you three deserve to be heroes!"

"Sweet...Sweet Mask?!"

The middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise.

What is this supposed to mean?!

The middle-aged man began to get anxious.

However, Sweet Mask raised a hand to stop the middle-aged man, as if he would not allow anyone to question his statement. His gaze swept over the three of them and finally settled on Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh, however, remained calm as if he hadn't heard Sweet Mask's words.

Gilgamesh was no longer as arrogant as before, but much calmer, because he had seen too many scenes, witnessed too many powerful worlds, and met people who were millions of times stronger than the guy in front of him!

Gilgamesh simply smiled dismissively at this.

Sakata Gintoki and Son Goku couldn't help but furrow their brows.

Seemingly ignoring the three people's gazes, Sweet Mask spoke again.

"Many times, people ask me what it takes to become a hero."

Sweet Mask spoke with her eyes closed and a calm demeanor, as if she were being interviewed.

"There are many answers to this question, and I have given many answers as well. For example, it requires a heart that yearns for peace, a spirit that dares to face difficulties, or the strength to solve any disaster. There are all kinds of answers, and it is impossible to give a fixed answer in a specific situation."

"However, among these many answers, there is one that can be confirmed."

Sweet Mask opened his eyes and immediately turned to look directly at Sun Wukong.

"That is, we must uphold justice that can fight against all evil."

"This is what a hero is."

As he spoke, a certain emotion ignited in Sweet Mask's eyes.

That emotion is called persistence.

Moreover, they were so persistent that they became somewhat extreme.

“You lack this sense of justice; you are not qualified to be heroes.”

Sweet Mask said this without any hesitation:

"Because, in your eyes, I see not a trace of adherence to justice or resentment towards evil. It's as if no matter how great the tragedy is, you can simply step over the corpses lying on the ground without a second thought."

"ruthless."

"Cold-blooded".

"This is you."

Sweet Mask spoke eloquently.

Turning back to Gilgamesh, he said...

"Therefore, you cannot become messengers of justice, much less heroes who carry justice through to the end."

The resolute words made the atmosphere in the reception room somewhat heavy.

The middle-aged man swallowed hard, sweating profusely, and dared not interrupt, only able to watch anxiously.

Chapter 316, Sweet Mask, Executing Justice. (Sixth update, please subscribe)

Sun Wukong became the focus of everyone's attention, and under everyone's gaze, his expression remained unchanged.

"Perhaps you are right. I am not a hero, much less a hero. For someone like me, the word 'hero' is nonsense. It is not my place to use it."

Sun Wukong readily acknowledged Sweet Mask's point of view.

However, Sun Wukong still met Sweet Mask's gaze and suddenly smiled.

"But, Mr. Consultant, you don't actually think of yourself as an enforcer of justice, do you?"

Sun Wukong's words caused Sweet Mask's eyes to flicker slightly.

"how?"

Sweet Mask said sarcastically, "Are you also trying to say that I'm not qualified to be a hero?"

“We didn’t say that.”

Gilgamesh continued, "If a hero is someone who fights against evil, then you are undoubtedly a hero."

"But…"

With a half-smile, Sakata Gintoki continued, "If you mean that a hero is one who carries out justice to the end, then, Mr. Advisor, I must tell you..."

"You are not an enforcer of justice."

Sakata Gintoki's gaze was like a knife, piercing straight to the core, as if he had seen through Sweet Mask's true thoughts.

Sakata Gintoki also saw something in this man's eyes.

That is hatred of evil.

Should we call you someone who hates evil as if it were their enemy, or someone who cannot tolerate even the slightest shadow of darkness?

Sakata Gintoki glanced at Sweet Mask and said calmly, "From your eyes, I can see that you have an unparalleled hatred for all evil in the world, but that is definitely not justice."

"If a city were destroyed before your eyes, you would think, 'Those hateful villains have succeeded again,' rather than, 'I want to save everyone here.'"