Chapter: 513
I felt cold sweat dripping down my back as I turned my back to the sharp gazes of the people around me.
Ugh, ugh. These stares are so piercing. It feels like those eyes are saying, “What’s up with that crazy girl?”
[Isn't it about time you got used to this?]
‘Well, I think so, but it’s not as easy as it sounds.’
[Then you shouldn’t have provoked the First Queen.]
‘…I couldn’t help it! The vibe she was giving off felt like she was going to eat someone alive!’
If she had just been casually asking about how I was doing, I would have gladly waited until the First Queen left.
But the atmosphere coming from her wasn’t like that at all.
Her oppressive energy was so intense it made my skin crawl, and I knew I would have to step forward despite knowing the future I was facing.
Frey must have stepped forward for the same reason. Because her brain and instincts are just beast-like.
Sigh. Seriously, why was that person trying to devour Arthur again?
She had always treated Arthur as if he were no threat throughout the story; what changed now to make her go crazy over him?
Arthur has changed a lot compared to the time he appeared in the story…
Changed?
When comparing the Arthur from the original story with the current Arthur’s specs…
Uh. Well, he has changed. Seems like I had pushed him hard.
If the Arthur in the game had the specs he has now, they wouldn’t say he’s more OP than Phoebe, right?
No. That doesn’t make sense. If we’re talking like that, then Phoebe also should be assessed with her current specs.
Frey and Joy are the same. Friends who have grown so much they’re considered OP when compared to the game.
Huh? Then am I the only one losing to the game when compared to others?
Am I the most sloppy one among everyone?
“Lucy Allen. Isn’t it about time you explained the situation?”
Faced with the shocking truth, I frowned and turned my gaze towards Arthur.
“Uh. Um, sorry. Should I have kept quiet?”
“It’s quite unbecoming of someone of royal blood to use such vulgar language. You don’t need to showcase your incompetence; the prince is already known to be sloppy.”
“…It’s a bit much for you, of all people, to talk about dignity, don’t you think?”
“Unlike you, dirty incompetent prince, my cuteness is dignity itself. Don’t you know that?”
With Arthur rubbing his temples, I stepped into the research building where the screams of graduate students echoed.
“Is this the place? Are you thinking of going underground again?”
“Yeah. Some shoddy idiot failed to do their job, causing us a hassle.”
“Whoever it is, they are really a burden.”
“You’re surprisingly right for a foolish swordsman?”
“Did I speak well?”
As Frey hopped around, the subject of our conversation, the shoddy one, was trembling with red cheeks.
It seems like he could burst if I tease him a bit more, so I should hold back.
It wouldn’t change the fact that I’m shoddy if I took my frustrations out on Arthur anyway.
Once again stepping underground, I wrinkled my brow as I caught a faint whiff of the Evil God’s stench in the air.
Agra, you filthy creature. You should be sulking in a corner conserving your strength, not coming here to flail around.
What’s going to change? You’ll just lose to me once more.
The theory that Agra is a perverted psycho seems to be gaining more credibility.
There’s no way a pervert would act this stupid unless they’re dreaming of proper lessons.
– Welcome! Kid! It’s the first time I’ve been so happy to see your face!
As I was thinking about how there’s no good guy among the gods or evil gods, Adri burst through the wall.
“What’s with you? Old hag. Were you so lonely that you were crying?”
– Don’t pretend you don’t know! You should be feeling the underground air right now!
Complaining that the Evil God’s energy was stealing her control over spirits, Adri was grumbling.
“Can’t even handle a shoddy creature barely crawling on the floor? Did old hag lose her mind?”
– What do you want me to do about it?! The authority of the Evil God is hard to deal with from my side!
Ignoring Adri’s irritation, I sensed the energy of the spirits scattered around the underground.
Hah. Another dungeon?
If you’re going to flail around with such little power, make it somewhat decent.
Creating something this shoddy only buys time, doesn’t it?
“Old hag, I’m hanging out in your ancient, run-down mansion for a while.”
– Huh? Why? What for?
“If you want to be purified with the other spirits, then stay here.”
– I’m running away quickly!
Watching Adri quickly flee with cold eyes, I sighed and turned to Arthur.
Arthur seemed to catch my intent and began to create a path towards the magic circle.
Having a shortcut is incredibly convenient in times like these.
When I reached the room with the magic circle, I crossed my arms, looking at the magic circle oozing black light.
Hmm. At this point, I could probably skip the miracle.
No reason to waste divinity fighting the shoddy Agra, right?
A simple Divine Magic purification should suffice.
“Hm. The inner part seems to be in a more serious state.”
When Arthur suddenly muttered to himself, curious about what was going on, I turned my head, and he was startled, starting to make excuses.
“I’m not having mental issues! The thing in this magic circle just talked to me and explained the situation!”
“I didn’t say a word; I was too scared of being condemned like that. Scaredy-cat prince?”
“Cough, cough. A-anyway.”
“You’re not a kid worried about getting scolded by mom. Pfffft. Truly pathetic.”
“Anyway!”
Although I’m not quite sure what the being contained in the magic circle is, according to Arthur, a large portion beneath this magic circle is being eroded by Agra.
Is that because of what the Void Evil God just did, causing damage to the seal?
Huff. We’ve got no choice. I’ll use the Prayer of Purification. It might be a waste, but it’s better than not solving the problem.
I took a deep breath and decided to say the Prayer of Purification.
“O great Lord Jushin, who resides beyond the sun.”
Despite being surprised at the voice flowing from my lips against my will, my body instinctively took the posture for the prayer.
“You are the most righteous of all, who bring vitality to the world with your warm embrace.”
What? What?! Why are the words spilling out of my mouth so normal?!
If the shoddy God is controlling me, there’s no way my tone would be fine, right?!
That perverted guy wouldn’t allow something like this!
“Is there anywhere in this place that your light does not reach? There are those who refuse your warmth and seek to paint the world in black. Shine your light upon them, embrace them with your warmth. Bring brightness to them.”
Ignoring my confusion, my body continued to babble on with the prayer, and accordingly, the divinity within me began to spread around.
The dark scenery of the underground became illuminated by the divine light of the Lord Jushin.
*
“It’s quite noisy this morning.”
Finally arriving at Soul Academy Street, blacksmith Inuki frowned at the commotion encompassing the entire street.
“From what I hear, it appears the Followers of the Evil God have attacked the Academy. And it seems the Saintess and Sword Saint resolved the situation together.”
“Hm. If I had known this would happen, I should have come a little later.”
With the street in such chaos, it would be difficult to meet with a member of the Allen Family.
Before the situation settles, outsiders won’t even be allowed to set foot in the Academy, which is quite inconvenient.
For now, I should find a nearby lodging and wait it out.
Or maybe I could visit the sewing shop elder and discuss old favors.
While pondering such thoughts, Inuki suddenly turned his head towards the divine resonance coming from the direction of Soul Academy.
“Master? What’s wrong?”
“My disciple.”
“Yes.”
“Don’t take your eyes off the Soul Academy from now on.”
“…Yes?”
“What will unfold before you in the coming moments will be a sight that will remain with you for life.”
Although the disciple didn’t understand Inuki’s words, he focused his attention on Soul Academy as instructed.
Before long, a gigantic light began to rise from the center of Soul Academy.
Warm like the sun floating in the sky, gentle like a mother’s embrace, and a divine light that erased even the worries etched in the heart.
Unable to believe that such a scene was reality, the disciple finally came to his senses when he felt tears brushing against his cheek.
“M-master. What’s that?”
“It’s a miracle. Someone in the Academy has performed a miracle.”
“A miracle?”
That warm light surely belongs to the Lord Jushin. That means the Saintess at that place must have enacted something worthy of being called a miracle.
“Indeed. She really is someone who could be called the Saintess of the Lord Jushin Church.”
“No.”
“What do you mean?”
“The one who performed that miracle isn’t the Saintess of the Lord Jushin Church.”
At the determined words of his master, the disciple blinked in confusion.
You mean to say that the one who created that warm light isn’t the Saintess? Then who could possibly create such a light?
The master must have clearly noticed the disciple’s bewilderment but only smiled without explaining further.
“Time is too precious to waste in idle chatter. Now, let’s go. We’re off to meet the owner of the light.”
“Wait? Master! We can’t enter the Academy… Master? Master?”
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