Reincarnated in the Same World for the Nth Time

“……Now, are you saying that you know what the ‘Scales of Judgement’ are?”

“Of course. I wouldn’t ask to borrow something I don’t know.”

Ianfel tilted his head slightly as if he couldn’t understand.

“I’m curious how you came to know about the Scales of Judgment, but that artifact…”

“I know. I also know that it was used for covenants a long time ago, and that it is now used to interrogate sinners who have made contracts that cannot be spoken of or have committed deep sins.”

Ianfel paused for a moment at Aquila’s continued explanation.

That was exactly right.

The Scales of Judgment, an artifact possessed by the Temple of the Sun.

It was easy to misunderstand because the word “Judgment” was in the name, but it was not an artifact for judging someone.

Rather, it was used to guarantee oaths or contracts made between each other, or to judge the truth.

It would be easier to understand if you thought of it as a lie detector for the Temple of the Sun.

“Hmm, you’re quite knowledgeable about the Temple of the Sun? Using the artifact isn’t a secret, but even so, it wouldn’t be a well-known fact.”

“As I said, I’m a bit smart in many ways.”

“Is that because you’re a Reshenhardt?”

“No, it has nothing to do with the family. It’s just because I read a lot of books.”

Shen, who was behind him, nodded repeatedly to prove the intelligence of the young master he served.

Shen, who was behind him, nodded repeatedly to prove the intelligence of the young master he served.

“It’s nice that there’s less time to explain. So, can I ask what you’re thinking of doing by borrowing it?”

“You’re asking the obvious. I’m going to use it for what it’s made for.”

“You’re going to create justification with the Scales of Judgment borrowed from the temple…”

Ianfel, who tapped the table with his finger regularly, clasped his hands together.

A strange atmosphere swirled on his face.

“It’s a simple composition that even a three-year-old can do in words, but is it that easy to do?”

“I think it’s a cheap price compared to what I’ve done so far. Didn’t you say that you would definitely give a reward?”

Are you going back on your word?

Aquila seemed to be saying just that.

But despite those eyes, Ianfel only raised the corners of his mouth without any other change in expression.

“I agree that it’s not enough, or rather, it’s a slightly insufficient reward as you said. But that’s not what I want to say.”

“Yes, well. I know. You can’t believe how I’m going to create justification with the Scales of Judgment… That’s what you want to talk about, isn’t it?”

Ianfel didn’t even say that he believed it as a formality.

Because it was true that he didn’t believe it.

“Yes, that’s right. It’s a different story to draw the Temple Knights into Igrail, not to mention that you are a Reshenhardt.”

If someone with no status drew the Temple Knights into Igrail, a simple accusation might be enough, but the problem was that Aquila was a Reshenhardt.

Allowing another force to set foot in a closed space like Igrail was a different dimension of the problem.

To the point where it could cause another conflict.

That’s what Ianfel was wary of.

The Temple of the Sun knew the cure for the Curse of the Deadly Poison and finally had a chance to clear up the humiliation it had, but if the rumor spread that the temple knights had invaded Igrail without justifiable cause, the temple’s reputation would fall to the ground again.

‘I’m grateful for what the Reshenhardt has done, but that doesn’t mean I can do everything out of goodwill.’

As befitting someone who could shoulder the reputation of a saint, Ianfel’s inside was like that.

He was only moving for the benefit of the Temple of the Sun, so he couldn’t allow any parts that could be scratched even a little.

And Aquila knew such Ianfel’s thoughts so well that he was sick of it.

Because he had suffered so much because of it.

Aquila nodded his head.

“If I only gain your trust, you can lend it to me… That’s how it sounds to me, is my thought correct?”

“Considering that transactions are originally based on trust, that word might not be wrong.”

Ianfel gave a seemingly friendly smile.

Of course, Aquila only made a listless expression even with that good smile.

He swept his hair back again roughly and answered.

“Then, let’s check it directly with the Scales of Judgment.”

“……What?”

“Excuse me?”

The questionable answer didn’t only come from Ianfel.

Not only Shen’s group behind Aquila, but also Priestess Chelsea looked at Aquila, who was sitting on the sofa, with a flustered face.

However, the person who had spoken was still unwavering.

“Wouldn’t it be faster to judge whether I’m doing this with nothing and just courage, or whether I’m doing this because I really have a plan?”

“……Hoo. You know, that’s true. You make a lot of interesting suggestions.”

Interest immediately settled in Ianfel’s eyes.

“It’s something worth trying. Honestly, I want to open your head and look inside right now too?”

Ianfel looked intently at Aquila with a face that was sincere for a joke.

Then, he paused for a moment as if lost in thought, and then got up from his seat.

It seemed that he was going to move directly.

“Then will you wait a moment? I’ll arrange a place right away after getting permission from the temple…”

“There’s no need for that. Let’s just go together.”

Aquila tilted the end of his eyebrow.

He pointed at Ianfel with his chin in an arrogant posture with one arm resting on the back of the sofa.

“You don’t need to get permission from the temple from the beginning anyway, you already have it.”

“…What?”

“The Scales of Judgment. I saw it when I went to your room last time. The triangular ornament on the table.”

Most people who hear the name ‘Scales of Judgment’ expect this artifact to look like scales.

But contrary to expectations, the Scales of Judgment looks like a triangular ornament on the outside.

It was the size of an adult’s palm, and you couldn’t find a tilting balance or a support for weighing things on either side, even if you looked carefully.

A silver triangular pyramid.

In the center, the emblem of Rasphallara was engraved in intaglio, but it was slightly different from the shape of the well-known emblem.

Originally, it would have been a semi-circular sun rising from the horizon, but instead, an eye shape was drawn in the center.

“…You have quite the eye for detail? Even so, most people wouldn’t recognize it. It looks like you’ve actually seen it?”

“No. I haven’t seen it, but I saw in a book that it looks like that.”

Suspicion immediately filled Ianfel’s eyes.

“Wow, from a book again this time. I’m getting more and more curious about what books you’ve read?”

“It was a book by theologian Neril.”

“Ah… Theologian Neril. If it’s his book, hmm. That makes sense.”

Ianfel’s gaze soon subsided, and he rather scanned Aquila with an unusual face.

That’s because Theologian Neril’s books were enough to completely fill a bookshelf.

Because it was such a large amount, it was safe to say that most of the content about the Sun God Raspalala and the temple was written there.

‘It’s convenient to have one guy who’s crazy about theology after all.’

Of course, it was a lie.

The reason why Aquila knew about the Scales of Judgment was because he had actually seen and used it in the previous loop.

He understood why he had put it there, thinking that there was no safer place than his room.

He must have been using it to manage the people in the temple.

“Three question opportunities. I’ll give them all to you.”

“…Are you serious?”

“Yes, well. It’s worth doing even if I have to bear some losses.”

If he could only gain Ianfel’s trust, it was worth trying enough.

The most efficient way to catch Celsia and the dark guild was the Temple of the Sun and Ianfel.

If he was going to clear the scenario easily and quickly, this amount of loss was nothing to him.

The only flaw was that Ianfel had also realized his own value now because of Aquila’s words.

Well, but in the end, he was the one who was going to bite the bait.

Aquila got up from his seat without saying a word.

“Anyway, let’s go. It seems that hating to waste time is the only thing you and I have in common.”

“Haha. My, that’s the most pleasing thing I’ve heard this time.”

Ianfel gestured to Chelsea, who was behind him, and Chelsea nodded and went out first.

Ianfel followed him out the door, and when Aquila moved, Shen, Kahena, and Yuzelia followed him.

“…Is this really okay?”

“It’s not that dangerous of an object, Shen.”

“The young master is right. However, that’s only if you tell the truth.”

“I have a knack for the truth.”

As Aquila said lightly, Shen and Yuzelia made subtle expressions.

Only Kahena followed them with a bewildered expression.

***

Within this vast Delbion Continent, there were only three artifacts called the Scales of Judgment.

One of them was now in Ianfel’s hand.

“There’s a rule that at least one priest must accompany you when you use the Scales of Judgment, so it’ll be fine since I’m here.”

He placed the Scales of Judgment on the table and moved Chelsea to the back.

“The interview is usually done one-on-one, but you can call observers. Are you going to add any?”

“There’s no reason not to let them listen.”

Aquila called Shen, Yuzelia, and Kahena, who were about to step out of the room.

Kahena scratched her head with a flustered face.

“Uh, am I allowed to be here? Is this an important place?”

“I’m calling you because it seems like an important story will come out.”

Kahena’s strength was essential to Aquila’s plan.

From the beginning, they were already on the same boat, so it was better to know what they could know.

“Participant Aquila Reschenhardt, Ianfel. Observers are Shen, Yuzelia, Kahena. There are three question opportunities.”

When Aquila went forward, Shen, Yuzelia, and Kahena stood close to each other, looking at each other’s faces.

Ianfel, who was watching the familiar coordination with interest, just smiled.

“Hmm… It’s a pity that I’m only given three opportunities.”

“I gave it to you three times. Don’t waste your time thinking about it.”

“It feels strange. Why do I feel like I’m being dragged into this?”

“Let’s just start. All three of you, come here and put your hands on this.”

“…Can I just put it on? Even if they overlap?”

“Yeah. You can grab it.”

Aquila ignored Ianfel’s words and put his hand on the Scales of Judgment first, and the three, who were hesitant, raised their hands as if grabbing each other.

“During the interview, no one can go out, no one can come in, and no one outside can hear this story. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“In front of the Scales of Judgment, you must only tell the truth, and if you try to deceive God’s eyes with lies, a harsh punishment will be given. Do you also understand this?”

“Of course.”

“Good. Then let’s begin.”

Ianfel brought his hands to the Scales of Judgment.

As he sent divine power, the emblem of Rasphallara engraved in the center of the triangular pyramid soon began to shine in gold.

Soon, the space changed.

The desolate room collapsed in an instant.

And.

In the blink of an eye, they were standing in a pure white space.

Ttirong!

【Entering the space of ‘Truth or Truth’!】

【Participants: Aquila Reschenhardt, Ianfel

Observers: Shen, Yuzelia, Kahena】

【Only the truth is of value here, and penalties will be imposed if you try to get away with lies!】

【We look forward to the player’s careful demeanor!】

The notification that always came up every time he came to this map came up.

It was when Aquila was about to close the window as usual.

Ttirong!

The notification rang again and a new window appeared before his eyes.

【The Sun God Rasphallara is showing interest in this interview!】

【Rasphallara wishes to participate as a ‘Participant’!】

【A secret participant cannot participate without the player’s permission!】

【Would you like to accept?】

【Yes No】