I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

12. Flash Sales

This time, my actions didn’t have any “flaws,” as the script content that had just appeared and reminded me indicated: hiding in the Austro-Hungarian tribe of the orcs, using my own shadow to disguise myself as the “Great Patriarch ” worshiped by the orcs, was actually one of my self-disciplined fairies—the shapeshifting fairy, Zelus, who had just “remembered” under the intervention of my script.

This directly skipped the series of steps where I met and interacted with Zelus, and then I painstakingly searched for Zelus’s “secret” to unlock the “command” she had given herself. But there was no other way; I didn’t have a single moment for any “indirect approach.”

At this moment, Zelus, who had been kneeling on the ground and was helped up by me, remained silent, but I simply didn’t have time to comfort her. The conflict between the orcs’ Austro-Hungarian tribe and the elves was about to reach an irreconcilable stage under the deliberate incitement of the great shaman lying outside. I had to seize this last chance to “change” both sides back to the peaceful state in my memory.

Currently, I need to “handle” those orcs lying unconscious on the ground outside. When I revised the script just now, I didn’t directly “make them disappear,” after all… these big guys acting as “cannon fodder” in the script still have some use later.

“Come with me.”

When Zelus, after much hesitation, finally came to my side, I also took a step, walking towards the room’s exit.

Zelus is one of the keys to resolving the “war” between the two sides, so before starting my next step, I still have something to confirm with her.

“Now that you remember, you should be able to tell me, right? Why did the orcs around you become like this, yet you hid and refused to show yourself?”

“…”

There was still no answer from Zelus behind me. Could it be… because “Kepler is not here,” the great shaman couldn’t be “removed” for a while, leading Zelus to become increasingly unconcerned with the orcs, simply hiding and enjoying herself?

I didn’t use the script to check the answer, after all… there was no need. For the following “changes,” Zelus only needs to be present and execute my commands.

“Forget it, I won’t ask more. In short, I plan to first restore some degree of peace between the orcs and the elves. Zelus, I need you to reappear as the ‘Great Patriarch’ disguised by your shadow, and then guide these idiotic orcs to complete a peace agreement with the elves.”

Pausing, I turned to look at Zelus’s nervous expression.

Speaking of which, since she “remembered,” this little fox has been timidly following behind me. The Zelus in my memory would have already been clinging to me and acting “spoiled” by now.

Her current behavior is mostly due to the following line in the script reminding me: 【Zelus is afraid of Euclid.】

This is probably the price of forcibly using the script to make changes, but at this moment, I can only say sorry, but I won’t regret my actions. I don’t have the time, the opportunity, and perhaps… no need to “proceed gradually.” Having the power to directly “change” things yet dawdling is irresponsible to this entire “restored era.”

Therefore, I don’t intend to expose Zelus’s current thoughts, but continue, “Don’t worry, Adepha’s side is also prepared. Afterward, those elves will probably organize some kind of ‘negotiation’ to end the current war. As long as you appear in the guise of the Great Patriarch, that group of single-celled idiot orcs will certainly flock to you.”

Pausing, I stopped, searching for the next “route.”

After all, in the temple, before us are orcs sprawled on the ground, motionless. These are all the ones I made “lie down” with the script just now. Without my further changes, even if they starve to death, not a single one of them will be able to get up.

The candlelight on either side flickered, disturbed by my form. After circling the fallen beastmen, I noticed Zelus hadn’t followed. I turned to look.

“What’s wrong, Zelus? Is there a problem with my plan just now?”

I didn’t think my attitude was bad. I’d never blamed her for “forgetting” me after the restoration of the era, nor did I intend to “settle the score” later… I hadn’t even considered it.

However, Zelus’s first reaction to my question wasn’t an answer, but… to collapse onto the ground.

“No… nothing…”

This time, Zelus didn’t even dare to raise her head. I was helpless against her display of fear, no matter how you looked at it. I could only accept it; after all, I couldn’t rewrite the script again, could I?

I guessed Zelus was tense seeing the scene in the temple. After a while, once her mood calmed down, her attitude towards me would surely become normal and calm. The only pity was: I didn’t have much time to hear about the “ changes” that had occurred in the Austro-Hungarian tribe during this period. Coinciding with Zelus’s “remembering,” I had to return to Adeff before the deadline she gave me to explain my success.

Currently, I’d only completed “half” of the changes I needed to make on both sides. But before I left, I would definitely remove all obstacles for Zelus.

“If there’s no problem, seize an opportunity to appear before the beastmen in the guise of the Great Clan Chief. I’ll deal with any extra impediments later. You just need to think about how to make the beastmen trust and worship you again. “

“Yes…”

Getting Zelus’s affirmative answer, I… let out a long sigh of relief.

Time didn’t allow me to dawdle. I turned and left, walking towards the outside of the temple.

“I’m going to arrange for a ‘ceasefire’ now. Zelus, be careful once you remember everything.”

“…”

Not waiting for Zelus’s farewell didn’t matter; after all… the fact that “she remembered” was enough.

My footsteps echoed in the temple, crowded with fallen beastmen. Kefiel appeared beside me at some point.

“Is this your method of ‘change’? You said I wouldn’t use the script, but I think *you* are the one squandering a treasure!~Look at these humble creatures lying here, our script could make them vanish without a trace in an instant～Don’t you want to try…?”

“Don’t get it wrong, Kefiel.”

I turned to look at this familiar fairy, “To use it or not, to what extent, who is important, who is humble, who counts as a humble creature, who doesn’t…”

“Who should exist, who should disappear, is decided by me.”

For example, the Great Shaman who might continue to manipulate the Orcs and obstruct my arrangements for Zeruces, is no longer necessary.

[*rip*]

The Great Shaman’s fallen body, at the moment I was about to step on it, vanished without a trace. It was as if he had never existed in this world, never existed in the script.

As for the other Orcs, they need to be kept to “bolster Zeruces’s presence,” after all, the next step is to push forward the “ceasefire” between the Austro-Hungarian tribe and the Prussian Kingdom; the elite forces of both sides are indispensable.

Once the so-called “ceasefire” is successfully completed, most of the kingdoms on this continent will be able to return to normal. After that, I’ll just need to take care of a few “minor matters,” and everything will be exactly as it was in my memory.

“Kiefer, you yourself said you’re my ‘fairy,’ even if I oppose you, you won’t stop me.”

“Could it be… that you want to go back on your word now?”