Chapter: 447
The more I think about it, the more I realize that choosing the God of History and Records offers way more benefits.
Sure, the blessings that god has are great, but there are plenty of additional perks that are even better.
The God of History and Records is literally like a chronicler god.
It keeps a visual record of all events on the land to guide people toward a better future.
In the past when the God of History and Records had enormous power, no matter what anyone said, it could document many events in the world as it wished.
From the great feats of the Lord Jushin to the trivial gossip among gods.
If I were to describe it now, it would mean that the Shoddy God could document all the shoddy stuff aimed at me.
However, after the war between the good and evil gods ended, the powers of both sides decreased, imposing limitations on the God of History and Records.
To record powerful beings, it now needed their permission.
If the God of History and Records had a normal tendency, it would have bowed its head to ask other gods.
But that god was not normal.
So, it chose a different way.
It resorted to blackmailing beings it needed to document by exploiting their weaknesses.
If you don’t want this fact to be recorded, you better cooperate with me.
If you don’t want your dirty history exposed to the world, then hand over the right to be documented.
This behavior would have been a clear crime if a mere human did it, but it was an extraordinary being beyond the law.
The Shoddy God, who was supposed to impose sanctions on the God of History and Records, kept silent.
Naturally, the chaos kept growing worse over time as the God of History and Records became increasingly out of control.
Soon, the Shoddy God made its voice heard again, but by then, the things the God of History and Records had accumulated were not trivial.
It’s no wonder that some apostles of certain gods at the Soul Academy were grinding their teeth, vowing revenge against the God of History and Records.
From my perspective, knowing this setup makes the God of History and Records a pretty attractive choice.
Think about it.
I’m going to keep getting the interest of various gods.
Those authors will be beside themselves wanting to give me blessings. If, in such a situation, I find out their weaknesses?
And what if I could blackmail them into spilling those weaknesses while chattering about it down on the ground?
Even if I say something outrageous, instead of complaining, those gods would probably be groveling, begging me to keep my mouth shut.
Yep! This plan thought up with an intelligence of 58 is surprisingly compact!
After all, I’m the rotten fish of the Soul Academy!
Admiring my own capabilities, I boldly declared in front of the blue spear.
“It’s a bit creepy, but I’ll have a word with the history nerd.”
And then I bit my lip.
Um… No matter what, calling a god a history nerd feels kinda… wrong, right?
That petty and short-tempered fellow would probably write this down in their book of grudges.
Why is it okay to go crazy on other gods, but now it’s a problem?
Because up until now, I was dealing with a pervert who loved tossing insults!
The Shoddy God! The pervert crow! They were all just waiting for me to throw insults their way!
But this time is different!
This guy has a reputation for being unpleasant even among the gods, making them a tough opponent!
I waited anxiously for the next blue spear to pop up while I fidgeted with my lips.
I might’ve blurted it out clumsily, but the meaning should’ve gotten across. The answer would come back, right?
And if the response is negative…
What can I do?
I’ve got to charge ahead.
I’ll be calling it that way every time from now on, and I can’t be sweating bullets each time, can I?
To do that, I have to be in a position of authority, not subservience.
Using everything I have right now.
While deep in thought, a message popped up in front of me.
[The God of History and Records answers your call.]
Zzzzzzt.
The moment the message appeared, the notebook tucked away in my arms started vibrating.
I knew what that meant, and despite the cold sweat running down my back, I cautiously took it out and opened it.
The notebook filled with the knowledge I had was mysteriously transformed into pure white pages.
“Grandpa. Whatever happens, don’t be surprised.”
[How could I be surprised by something I’ve experienced with you so many times? Just don't worry about it.]
‘Uh… You might be shocked by something unexpected.’
[I understand. I get it. Do as you wish.]
“Um. Then I’ll be off.”
[Off? Where to?]
“To meet the God of History and Records, Ganshu.”
[Hmm? Hmm?!]
Ignoring Grandpa’s shock, I placed my hand on the white page and felt myself being sucked in, fainting for a moment.
When I regained my senses, the scenery around me had changed.
Instead of a neat lord’s mansion, I found myself in a somewhat chaotic and massive library.
Feeling the calmness brought by the smell of old books, I noticed Grandpa standing rigidly next to me.
His face was filled with bewilderment, clad in armor fitting for a Holy Knight.
“Haha! You said you wouldn’t be surprised, and look at your face! You can’t even keep your own word, huh, you Sloppy Grandpa? Pathetic.”
“…You didn’t think that the unexpected would be to meet one of the great gods, did you?”
“That’s precisely why I’m calling you sloppy! As an old geezer, your brain must be turning to stone!”
“Are you implying that I partially agree?”
“Feeling prickles? I see you are! Because you’re so petty, you’ve got no popularity!”
While giggling at Grandpa’s scowling face, I heard footsteps echoing from deeper inside.
There was something about that sound that naturally instilled a sense of awe in me.
This is the majesty of a god, huh?
Remembering something I blurted out a moment ago, I bit my lip, and Grandpa knelt on one knee on the floor.
“Great one among the good gods. The one who remembers everything in the world. The one who records the world to find a better future. Fair, just, and wise God of History and Records. We greet you, Ganshu.”
“It’s been a while. Ruel.”
As I turned my head to follow the distant response, I momentarily forgot the tension weighing down on me and blinked.
From among the piles of books, a little kid with a gaze similar to mine emerged.
Their skin was pale from lack of sunlight.
The long clothes covering their delicate skin were a brown robe dragging along the floor, and their hair looked unmanaged for a long time.
Beneath those fierce eyes lay a deep, dark flaw that didn’t match their appearance.
Huh? That’s strange?
Is the God of History and Records supposed to look like this?
I thought they were supposed to be a sickly, hot-tempered handsome man, so why are they a grumpy little brat?
Seeing Grandpa act so politely makes me think this can’t be a fake.
While I was in confusion, Grandpa and the little brat exchanged relaxed expressions as they started talking.
“I didn’t expect to meet you in this manner.”
“Neither did I. I had considered a reunion impossible since that war ended.”
“In a way, this is a good thing. I had a few questions about writing your heroic tale.”
“…Is it really a heroic tale and not just a record?”
“That will depend on how you cooperate.”
Watching the little brat’s sly grin made my mouth itch.
Just a few words, and I could redden that face.
But they are a god, so I must hold back.
“Hey, you arrogant little brat who gets the Lord Jushin’s love. What did you just call me?”
Hold back…
“You should realize you’re just a mortal. Quit yapping nonsense.”
Hold back…
“Ruel. You too have faults. How could you not teach politeness while such a person is beside you?”
“I’m sorry, Ganshu. They really act like a child.”
“Tsk. You’ve grown old, haven’t you?”
Ah.
This guy is crossing the line.
It’s fine if they touch me, but how dare they mess with Grandpa?
Trying to put me down with my own faults?
I wanted to give this god a bit of dignity, but that just won’t do. Time to instill some manners.
“If it were the you of the past, this wouldn’t have happened.”
“You really have a filthy mouth♡ Are you a mood-killing history nerd?♡”
As I let that voice out, naturally, both Grandpa and the little brat turned their eyes towards me.
Grandpa glared at me with a look full of disapproval.
So, I grinned back at him.
Don’t worry. I know this will be alright as I sprint headlong into this.
Now that this history nerd has mentioned they want to write a heroic tale, they can’t take a strong stand against me.
The authority they hold now is entirely different from what it was during Grandpa’s time.
Most importantly, I’ll need to call this brat a history nerd every time we talk moving forward. I can’t sweat bullets each time we meet, right?
Let’s establish our relationship beforehand.
It’ll be easier for both of us.
Did Grandpa sense something in my eyes? He sighed and shook his head.
Alright, since Grandpa has resigned to my ways, I can do as I please.
“…What did you say?”
The little brat seemed to stiffen up but still refused to accept reality.
“Did your ears get sloppy that you couldn’t hear me?♡ I can’t help it♡ I’m nice enough to repeat it for you♡ I said your lips are struggling because of your useless master♡”
“Are you out of your mind?”
“Aw, poor you♡ Your eyesight’s bad, huh?♡ Hanging out in corners does that to you♡ You should get outside more♡”
As I slipped each word out, the little brat’s face turned red like flames burning in a fireplace.
“You’re arrogant and presumptuous. Even if you gain the attention of the Lord Jushin, you’re just a mortal. How dare you insult me!”
“Hey♡ Silly little brat♡ I guess your brains aren’t functioning well either?♡”
“What nonsense.”
“Isn’t it strange?♡ Who was the one begging ‘Please let me write a heroic tale~♡’ just a moment ago?♡”
As I mentioned the heroic tale, the brat pressed their lips shut.
Ha, figured that would happen.
With a god obsessed with recording history, there’s no way they could come at me strongly.
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