Chapter: 188
Miracle manifestation?! Why is a term that sounds like it should pop up at the end of the game suddenly coming out now?!
There’s no way I can use that just because I learned it!
Do you even know how much preparation it takes to use that once?!
Don’t throw me useless junk and act all cool about it, you sloppy god!
[You can do it.]
That was the only message left by the sloppy god.
After that, the window where the message was written cracked and scattered.
At the same time, light began to seep out from the mace in my hand.
Warm yet intense. A light like the sun.
I had seen this light before.
A few months ago, when I went to save Phoebe from Nakrad, it was the light that grandpa showed me.
– Heh. The god is up to something.
The voice that usually echoed in my head was now delivered through my ears, and I turned to see grandpa floating in the void like Adri.
‘Grandpa?’
– It’s me.
‘What is this?’
Why has the personality of grandpa, who is only left in the mace, popped out?!
Is this some hidden feature of the mace or what?!
– It seems like it’s not the time to worry about that.
Grandpa said that and looked down.
Gazing at me with an appearance of an evil god that licked its lips, filled with its flames like an anttrap pit.
I felt the pressure radiating from it.
I could hear the blistering sound that would turn the world to ashes.
I see the eyes of the monster filled with hatred.
It was strange.
I didn’t feel fear rise up.
The monster at that level shoots killing intent at me yet I remain calm.
Why is that?
– Young lady, do you remember? How to feel the divinity you possess.
‘Of course. How could I forget that?’
When you taught me the Divine Sword Technique, you burned it into my mind for days. How could I forget that?
– Contemplate it.
At grandpa’s words, as I inspected within myself, I understood.
I could feel it.
That overwhelming warmth filling my body.
Ha!
Hahaha!
Damn it, Armadi! Didn’t I tell you to explain it properly?!
When an apostle talks, listen up!
If you’re going to give me a gift like this, at least take some credits for it!
‘Grandpa, I want to ask something.’
– Go ahead.
‘Please tell me how to cause a miracle.’
– That’s quite a troublesome request. That’s a thing of self-purification.
Grandpa talks as if it’s a bother, but his expression says otherwise.
He wasn’t planning to hide the satisfied smile.
– However, if you ask, I must tell you.
The moment my conversation with grandpa ended, the hands of the world’s clock turned again.
The drop began.
“Georg! Pass the flames!”
Back in the care-free days at the frontlines of every battle.
Benedict had met Georg before.
As an enemy, Georg was a bother in many ways.
Had Georg been just a powerful magician, Benedict wouldn’t have remembered him.
If you could just smash force with force, that would be the end of it.
But Georg was different.
He was surely a wizard with massive magic power, but he was specialized in aspects other than sheer firepower.
His versatility allowed him to manipulate all attributes of magic freely.
In any situation, he would weave many spells together to provide the best solution, he was both alone and a collective.
The people of the kingdom called Georg with both hatred and awe.
The wizard of overwhelming magic.
In my eyes, he seemed even more enhanced than before, so I guess I can handle this much.
“I’m already doing it!”
In a desperate situation, the count threw away etiquette and shouted as dozens of magic circles surrounded him.
“Bishop Johan! Purification magic!”
“It’s already been cast!”
“Quick!”
As the evil god’s flames set the ground ablaze, the prayer of purification mingled in.
The wicked energy inscribed in the flames couldn’t withstand the divinity and retreated.
Confirming that, the count first poured down a waterfall on top.
The flood below crushes everything with its mass, extinguishing the flames.
Upon confirming this, the count raised the water filling the ground like a wall and froze it instantly.
Even though it had frozen, snowflakes still formed in the ice wall repeating freezing and thawing even before the evil god’s flames.
While it couldn’t endure forever, it provided a wall of safety for the time being.
Benedict, who landed on the secure ground with a loud sound, looked up at the enemy while holding Lucy in his arms.
“That’s huge.”
From the cracked wall, intense white flames sprang out.
That monster called itself Bahda.
“Bishop Johan, isn’t Bahda the name of the evil god?”
“That’s correct. He is the one with the power of fire.”
“Looks like we have a big shot here.”
Heh, it’s clear our daughter is loved by the great lord.
Seeing that one who calls himself an evil god spewing hatred at our daughter…
It’s not something I can just accept.
Thanks to that, Lucy didn’t find herself in danger.
Benedict recalled the expression of Lucy when the ground collapsed.
Her eyes were shaking.
His daughter, who had become extremely reluctant to show weakness for some time now, was clearly startled.
Just that was enough for Benedict to realize that Lucy hadn’t foreseen this situation.
Hmm. That means I shouldn’t put a burden on Lucy.
Turns out this is great.
Now I can show off this great papa’s heroic side!
“It’s the first time facing an evil god. How about you, Bishop Johan?”
“There’s no way I have experience. I learned about the era of heroes through books.”
“That’s quite troublesome. Georg, how about you? You’ve managed this place for a long time, surely you have some wisdom?”
“If I had, I’d be telling you now. I’m not stupid enough to hide something in dangerous situations.”
No one knows how to deal with an evil god.
Well, fair enough. I didn’t know either when I smashed all sorts of creatures all over the place in the past.
“Then we’ll have to strategize from the get-go.”
Not a problem.
Whether he’s an evil god or not, that guy has lost plenty of times in the past.
As long as he’s not an invincible being, he’ll eventually fall if smashed enough.
It was something I used to do for fun back in the day.
There’s nothing I can’t do.
“Foolish papa♡ Are you forgetting the person right next to you?♡”
“Lucy?”
As Benedict turned his head at the voice he heard while trying to get ready to fight with a smile…
“…Do you have a plan?”
“Hang in there. Even a troll-like papa with no real strength can manage that much, right?♡ I mean, are you really not confident?♡”
Hearing that, Benedict looked into Lucy’s confident eyes.
And he saw something swelling inside her body.
He didn’t know exactly what it was.
But he understood that whatever it was, it was granted by the great lord.
Does this mean Lucy is so precious that He would intervene like this?
How annoying yet blessed.
Now, I wonder how much hardship our Lucy will have to endure going forward.
Alright, Armadi.
Just promise me one thing.
Let there be peace for my daughter in the end.
If not, I, Benedict, will bet everything to lead you to your destruction.
Gently laying Lucy on the ground for the first time, he drew a massive sword from his back.
The enormous greatsword that could only be wielded by him.
Then he wrapped his entire body in magic power.
A special method of magic operation passed down in the Allen Family.
Only the heir of the family can receive this secret.
Its effect is simple.
Increase in physical ability.
Hoo. I wonder how long it’s been since I’ve showcased my full power.
{Bow down! Weak mortal!}
The flames raised both hands.
In those hands, there was an axe.
An axe made of flames, whose end was always burning.
When it swung down against the ice wall, massive cracks began to spread.
It was clear to anyone that it wouldn’t hold for long.
Even in that danger, Benedict remained calm.
“Did you both hear? If we just stall for time, our daughter will take care of everything.”
“Seems like the job just became easier.”
“You both… Ha. Yeah, let’s go with that.”
KA-BOOM!
As the flame’s evil god swung the axe down again, the ice wall shattered, and the thing that had been protecting the party vanished.
Benedict gripped the hilt of the sword tightly watching the evil god prepare for another swing.
Then a gray aura enveloped the sword.
Not just some simple energy. It was so thick it felt like the space was painted gray.
{Die!}
As the axe descended, Benedict moved his body.
With an intense force packed as if to shove it into the ground, he pressed down on the earth, twisted his waist, and unleashed a sword strike towards the axe.
Although the greatsword was vast, it was nearly nothing compared to the axe’s blade.
Yet, the axe could not override the sword.
The human sword stood against the divine wrath.
Despite the flames rolling over beyond the greatsword, a smile remained on Benedict’s lips.
Before long, veins throbbed on Benedict’s neck.
Along with that, his already massive body grew even larger.
Muscles expanded following the blood flow, causing the armor to creak.
As if the axe was gradually pushed back,
Soon, the axe tumbled into the air.
Standing beneath the ascending flames, Benedict raised the sword towards the heavens, his voice loud.
“Is this all you have to call yourself a god?!”
Behold! Armadi!
When the worst ending arrives, the one who will become your enemy!
Or, the one who will become your eternal ally!
The cursed energy emanating from the fire’s evil god became ineffective in front of the divinity of the one who would one day rise to the status of the pope.
Normally, the curse that would have turned a man’s mind to ash merely swayed in the air.
The flames used by the evil god were likewise.
The flames proclaiming that all things could burn away were merely heating the air, blocked by the wizard’s skill protecting his territory.
The rage of the evil god was the same. All the anger that struck down to subdue mortals became futile beneath a father’s will to protect his daughter.
All of this.
Nothing present here.
Nothing that existed now.
Flowed as the evil god wished.
This will be annoying.
Furrows will form on my brow.
Those who would have been nothing if they had retained their original power.
Those who would have become ashes beneath the flaming flames of the world.
Standing in my way like this.
But that guy wouldn’t know.
That compared to what is about to happen, this stuff is nothing.
– Did you understand?
‘Of course.’
The grandpa who was observing the divinity inside me stood up with a smile.
– Now, young lady, are you ready?
‘Then what about you, grandpa? Can you do it?’
– Who’s worrying about whom? I am one of the heroes who saved the world. Ruel.
Then he stood next to me, raising his mace high.
Seeing him, I too raised the mace embodying Armadi’s divinity.
– It’s time to cause a miracle.
‘It’s time to create a miracle.’
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