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Chapter 663

Chapter: 663

When I talked about the concept for this video, I emphasized the mystery.

Throw away any rational persuasion!

Just make them think there’s something intriguing about it, and they’ll misunderstand it on their own!

Especially fantasy residents who are not used to this kind of video!

The luxurious prayer hall of the holy land.

The Divine Grace of Lord Jushin that Phoebe and I hold.

On top of that, as I filmed while receiving the Goddess’s Blessing, I nodded in satisfaction at my reflection flowing from the crystal ball.

This is enough. I think it would get attention just for my looks on modern video sites.

It’s certain that as long as I keep my mouth shut, it’ll be fine. It’s just that I can’t seem to keep it shut.

“This isn’t it!”

Staring blankly at the shattered glass orb, I glared at the Perverted Apostle muttering to himself while holding his head like a madman.

Normally, he would have reacted to my gaze, but today he was too busy running around holding his head.

“This is not enough. It does not capture even a fraction of the beauty that the Young Lady possesses. Damn it. I want to hang myself for boasting about the limits of my recording skills.”

Uh. I think this is pretty good?

I don’t think it warrants breaking something just like this. Am I the only one who thinks so?

“Prete. Even so, I think breaking the recorded video of the Young Lady was excessive.”

When Phoebe furrowed her brow and seriously questioned him, only then did the Perverted Apostle stop mumbling to himself.

But it wasn’t because he understood.

The madness emanating from his eyes was still thick.

“This is complacency. Complacency! Saintess! You can never create the best piece with such a mindset!”

“However…”

“Saintess! This video is not just for the followers of the Lord Jushin Church! It’s an opportunity to show the true worth of Lady Allen to countless people on the continent! Are you truly trying to degrade the Young Lady with such a complacent attitude?”

No, I said I’m fine, didn’t I?

I said I’m satisfied with this.

Who would say something bad after watching this video? No one except you is going to freak out after watching it, you jerk.

“Maybe… it was complacent after all.”

Phoebe? Why are you being swayed by this madman’s words?

What’s so convincing about this guy’s madness?

I seriously don’t get it!?

“So what should we do?”

“If it’s possible to modify the recording magic, that would be ideal.”

“Should we ask Lord Erginius?”

What are you doing, Fairy Queen? Why are you getting involved in this conversation!?

You should stop this!

Calming down these madmen and making them stop is the role of an elder, you know!

“Is it possible?”

“He enjoys research like this. Ah! A fun idea just popped into my head.”

“Could you tell us in detail?”

“Hmm, I’ll keep it a secret for now. But I can guarantee one thing. The best results will come out of it.”

You guys!

What about my opinion!?

Where has the opinion of the person concerned gone!?

I’m getting mad!?

Should I flip the table!?

Let me get a good understanding of the situation!?

[Leave it be. It’s all for your sake, isn’t it?]
‘The person concerned is being ignored right now, you know!?’
[And by the way, I can somewhat guess the interesting story the Queen mentioned.]

Hearing Grandpa’s explanation, I decided to overlook this rudeness just this once.

It seemed like such an interesting story that getting mad and flipping the table would be a waste.

*

The next morning. Joy and Nevera arrived at the holy land.

“Among the wizards I know, you two and your masters are the best. Please cooperate in modifying the recording magic?”

There are surely people who specialize in researching recording magic, but the intention behind calling those two was all too obvious.

They probably want to intentionally incite a fight to bring forth excellent results.

Even someone as dense as I could catch onto their blatant actions, so Joy and Nevera showed awkward expressions, but they weren’t their masters.

“You can just send the God of Magic back. He must bring the best results within a day.”

Erginius, who emerged from the shadow of Joy, muttered grumpily about how he was annoyed to be seen as equal to such an old geezer.

Then, a bird appeared next to Nevera and pointed its wings at Erginius.

“You’re talking nonsense! How can a relic of the past, buried underground for centuries, hope to catch up with the civilization of recording magic! I will take care of it! Oh, Fairy Queen, why don’t you go on a date with him? That’s about the only use his thick skull has!”

“Oh? So you think my head is thick?”

“Of course! And it’s even arrogant. To think you could understand centuries-long history in just a few months.”

“Hahaha! That’s not arrogance but confidence born from your incompetence.”

While the two deities were bickering like elementary school kids, Joy and Nevera apologized with their eyes for the disgrace of their masters.

The scene made it seem like the roles of master and disciple had reversed, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.

Neither requested an extension on the one-day deadline, knowing very well they’d get mocked if they did, so they’d come up with something reasonable no matter what.

“Henhouse Queen. Is it okay to play with that loser who’s all smitten over you like this?”

“Of course. After all, Lord Erginius will win.”

“What if he loses?”

“Hmm. I don’t think that would happen, but if he does lose, it would bring me joy to comfort him when he’s feeling down.”

The Fairy Queen said such unfortunate things shouldn’t happen, but her face bore signs of excitement.

How did the symbol of purity, the Fairy Queen, end up in such a state?

While I looked at the Fairy Queen in pity, the Perverted Apostle returned to the church.

Shouting that he would devote everything to create the best piece, he exuded the mad zeal of an artist.

It wouldn’t be surprising if he accidentally cut off an ear in the process.

Phoebe was no different.

She keenly felt that her mindset had been lacking and declared she would enter into a blessing with several priests to film a perfect video tomorrow.

While I thought it was an abuse of power to order others around just to film a video against no evil, given the number of volunteers, perhaps it wasn’t abuse at all.

‘Grandpa. Wouldn’t it be better if this world just collapsed?’
<... I’m not sure what to answer in situations like this.>

*

A few days later, after the apostles of various religions gathered for a meeting, Zaraks, the Apostle of Authority, crossed his arms as he looked at the two crystal orbs on the table.

“Was it said to persuade the believers with this?”

“If you try the crystal orbs, you’ll understand. Anyone who sees it will be filled with awe.”

Kyle, the Apostle of Mining and guardian of the mining city, chuckled as he watched Zaraks, sitting with his arms crossed, tapping his foot.

“What’s bothering you so much?”

“It annoys me that we have to resort to petty tricks to make them believe in his nobility.”

Lucy, unbeknownst to this, had been seen by Zaraks before.

Curious to see the Apostle of Destruction, Zaraks had visited the arena and witnessed Lucy, despite spitting blood, stand tall and raise her weapon.

Even in a situation where winning was unimaginable, she stubbornly stood up, and he remembered her vividly.

That’s why when he heard that Lucy was an Apostle of God, he never doubted it.

Only those who possess the tenacity to remain unaware of despair can create miracles.

“Wasn’t it you who did foolish things to make the others believe in him?”

“I told you to forget it.”

At that time, the atmosphere among the apostles could hardly be described as good.

Many of them had experienced clashes at least once and had fought countless times throughout history.

In such circumstances, it was difficult to achieve unity among the apostles by simply mentioning a crisis in the world.

Especially if it was Lucy Allen, who carried various bad rumors.

Zaraks, assuming it would be futile to persuade her, stood up to purposely pick a fight, hoping to establish her authority by suppressing him.

Looking back now, it was foolish. The Apostle of God didn’t need such help.

“Saintess has prevented you from becoming an eunuch! How can you forget it?”

“Want me to pull out a few teeth?”

“Hahaha. I’m sorry. But at least let me see. It’ll be spectacular.”

As Kyle jokingly laughed, Zaraks reluctantly picked up one of the crystal orbs.

“Oh. And I was asked to tell which of the two orbs was better later.”

“Is it really necessary?”

“It must mean something, considering how earnestly the Queen of Fairies requested it.”

“Hmm. I understand for now.”

As Zaraks slowly nodded, he infused power into the crystal orb, and the magic within it was activated.

The dreary scenery of an old hut transformed into the divine landscape of a holy church.

As Zaraks stood up in shock at the sudden change, a girl appeared in the center of the church.

Kneeling with her back turned, the girl prayed towards the idol with her small frame.

It was hard to believe that the fate of the world rested on those small shoulders.

– Oh, Lord.

The instant the voice flowed from the orb, light rained down from the idol.

As sacred petals fluttered throughout the church, the girl rose.

With red hair flowing gently with the weak wind and eyes accentuated by her white complexion.

The fair but lively skin and her tightly closed lips made the girl standing before the idol look just as mysterious and beautiful.

Even Zaraks, who had once been through hell with Lucy Allen, was captivated.

“This is no joke. If anyone sees it, they’d be entranced.”

Overwhelmed by the video, Zaraks chuckled, but Kyle shook his head.

“Not yet.”

“What?”

“It’s only just begun.”

“…This?”

After a while of watching the video, Kyle returned to the dreary scene of the hut, chuckling lightly.

“Does the Apostle of God wish for the entire continent to sing in praise of him?”

“That might be so.”


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