Chapter: 448
Ganshu’s face turned bright red as he glared at me without saying a word.
Even though he was small enough to be similar to me, being a god means he has a strength that could crush me with just his gaze. But I raised the Divine Grace of God and stood up against that force.
I can hold out just fine.
As long as Lord Jushin stands behind me, Ganshu cannot overpower me with just his authority.
“Are you trying to threaten me with that glare?♡ Should I say it’s so scary?♡ Oh great Ganshu~ should I beg you and apologize for being so bold?♡ Huh?♡ Huh?♡”
“…Experiencing it firsthand, I understand why your enemies come at you with such intent to kill.”
“Heh~♡ The history geek has as little patience as those shoddy ones, huh?♡ But hey, what good is it to be a god?♡ Just stuck in a corner and lost all social skills, what can you do?♡”
The fact that Ganshu could not suppress me with his authority meant that he needed my permission to record my existence.
I had somewhat expected this when he approached me, claiming he would grant me power, but I never thought I could resist this easily.
After all, I’m just a mere human, even if I am an Apostle of God.
Originally, I was a bit apprehensive about bending down a little because of that.
But look.
Even now, Ganshu, who is completely fuming, spreads his authority throughout the library, yet I am perfectly fine.
The ground shakes in the face of divine wrath.
Books tumble from the shelves.
Items scattered on the floor collapse.
Dust clouds spread.
Even though his power presses down on my shoulders, I can still face Ganshu and wear a playful smile.
Why is that?
It might be that the authority given by being an Apostle of God is greater than I thought.
It could be that I have grown that strong.
Or maybe, the power I now possess is beyond what I expected.
Perhaps the god right before me has less authority than I know.
Honestly, it doesn’t really matter what the reason is.
The important thing is that I can act defiantly against Ganshu without any issue.
“Apostle of God. Show respect to the divine. Shine your respect for those who have led this world until now. If you don’t…”
“If I don’t, what?♡ You’ll kick me out?♡ Go ahead and do it♡ I don’t want to stay in this stinky place anyway♡ I was worried that I’d start to smell like a loner, but this works out nicely♡”
I spread my arms wide, showing off my smile, yet Ganshu did nothing.
It’s true that he doesn’t like me, but I can’t just give up on the story I’m going to write.
“Are you not going to do it?♡ Are you not going to show the godly majesty?♡”
“…Tsk. If I knew this would happen, I would have just sent a proxy.”
“Aha!♡ I thought so too!♡ If you did, I wouldn’t have to see this ugly sight♡”
Ganshu, who had clenched his fists and frowned, finally swept his hair back and let out a long sigh.
“Ha. Fine, I’ll give in. But don’t get it twisted. This isn’t about respecting you, it’s about respecting the Lord who chose you.”
“Okay♡ Got it♡ Got it♡”
“You wretched girl.”
“Puhahaha♡ You’re angry!♡ You’re angry!♡”
Eventually acknowledging defeat, Ganshu got me riled up more, and I thought I might burst if I went on, so I kept my mouth shut.
Then, Ganshu sighed again and waved his hand.
With his gesture, the scattered books and papers messily all around us were tidied up, and a desk and chairs appeared between us.
“Let’s talk quickly and get this over with. I want to observe you from a distance.”
“Why? Are you shy to look at me up close? Lacking social skills and also being very timid.”
“Shut up.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Anyway. Just say what you want. Got it?”
What I want…
Listening to him, I took out my notebook and wrote down the blessings I knew from Ganshu.
I don’t need overwhelming authority just because I’m an Apostle.
The powers Ganshu grants his apostles are good for side stories, not for battle.
The blessings I’m looking for from Ganshu are more on the supplementary side.
When I handed over the paper with what I wanted written on it, Ganshu’s brow furrowed.
“You. Do you have to write it down like this to feel satisfied?”
Hearing his complaint, I just smiled silently.
If that bothers you, go complain to someone above you. Even though I have regained some freedom of action, they continue to keep strict restrictions on communication.
“Ugh. [History Check][Additional Commentary][Wisdom of History], are these the three blessings you want?”
“I was worried your eyesight might be bad, but your eyes seem fine.”
I had requested a total of three things from Ganshu.
The skill called [Additional Commentary] is literally a skill that provides hints.
Once a day, in ambiguous moments where I need to make a choice, using that skill will give me the best answer.
In games, it was a vague skill used for dialogues with NPCs or solving puzzles, but in reality, it will be much more useful.
The skill [Wisdom of History] helps in making wiser decisions.
Simply put, it’s a skill that raises intelligence. It’s the most necessary skill for me, with an intelligence of 58.
And finally, the skill [History Check] allows viewing recorded materials established by Ganshu and his followers.
That’s also why I chose to receive blessings from Ganshu.
That skill, which records and stores everything in the world, is sure to be incredibly useful, unlike in games.
From reviewing various records I want to check to pinpointing weaknesses of various people.
Hehehehe. Just thinking about how others will struggle puts a smile on my face.
I might really become a Mesugaki at this rate.
“For the blessing of [Additional Commentary], it’s not difficult at all. I can certainly grant that.”
Well, I thought so. That’s why I deliberately added it.
“And next is about [Wisdom of History], but this I cannot give.”
“Why? Are you too stingy to give it to me? You really are tight-fisted, just like you look.”
“It’s not that I’m stingy about this blessing. I can’t physically give it to you. You lack the qualifications to acquire it.”
“…Huh?”
“To put it simply, you’re too stupid. So you cannot handle this blessing.”
…Huh?
Whaaaaat?
What did you just say?
I startledly lifted my head, only to see Ganshu looking down at me with a look of disdain.
Wait, so are you serious my intelligence of 58 disqualifies me from receiving that blessing!?
That skill has a limitation on acquisition?!
“Cough.”
Excuse me! Grandpa!
Could you stop holding in your laughter over there!?
I’m really serious here!!
“And.”
While I was glaring at the chuckling grandpa beside me, Ganshu continued speaking nonchalantly.
“[History Check] is a blessing given only to the worthy. I can’t grant it to you as you are now.”
I knew this answer would come. I also knew how to respond.
“Thought your eyes were fine, but maybe not?”
“What?”
“Test it. If you’re confident, that is.”
The skill [History Check] is one given when you become an apostle of Ganshu.
To be precise, it’s the opposite.
According to Ganshu himself, I was chosen as an apostle because I had earned the qualification to check history.
If you only have the qualification to check history, you can obtain that skill even without becoming an apostle.
“My trials won’t be trivial.”
“Hey there, gloomy and pathetic god. Don’t you find it strange that you want to write my heroic tale while knowing so little about me?”
I might have low intelligence.
But intelligence and knowledge as foul as rotten water are separate matters.
Every dungeon and trial existing within the Soul Academy are powerless in front of me.
“Instead of chattering away, how about you try out that trial? Or are you scared? Scared that your shoddy trial will crumble before me? Well, I guess that’s understandable. A tiny pathetic god would probably have tiny courage as well.”
“Fine. I’ll do as you wish.”
As the heat-laden voice reverberated, a white scroll unfolded before me. And at that moment, as I recognized it, my body was pulled inside…
*
“Now it’s quiet.”
Ganshu spat out his words like a chewed-up mouthful while looking displeased at the spot where Lucy had been, then let out a deep sigh.
“How does Ruehl endure being next to that kid? If it were me, I would have blown a fuse and died.”
“Though she looks like that, she’s actually a kind child on the inside.”
“I suppose so. She was personally chosen by Lord Jushin. However, just because she seems fine inside doesn’t mean her rude exterior disappears.”
Ruehl smiled awkwardly at Ganshu’s annoyance.
Considering how Lucy had acted, it was certainly a bit much.
It wouldn’t be strange at all if she faced divine retribution without the status of being an Apostle of God.
Even then, Ruehl thought it was better not to say anything to her.
Ever since the first time they met Ganshu, Ruehl had understood why Lucy, who usually tolerated a bit, suddenly acted out.
Lucy was overly sensitive to anything that touched her surroundings.
It surprised her that such little things could provoke her so.
While it was nice that she was looking out for me, I needed to have a word about this.
If this keeps repeating, problems will arise someday.
“Ruehl.”
“Yes, Ganshu.”
“Are you not worried?”
“Worried about what?”
“Your beloved child has just entered her trial, hasn’t she?”
“Ah, is that what you meant?”
As Ruehl let out a small giggle, Ganshu slightly tilted his head.
It seemed he didn’t understand the meaning behind the laughter. As Ganshu tried to guess, Ruehl responded calmly with a relaxed expression.
“The Lucy Allen I know will stand firm against any trial and hardship. Especially when she’s so confident.”
Ruehl, who had been with Lucy for a long time, recognized that there was no pretense in the confidence Lucy had just shown.
“I’m sure she’ll manage this time too.”
That’s why he didn’t worry. When she displays such boldness, she tends to turn trials into a game by acting in a way that defies common sense.
“…Is that so?”
Ganshu frowned slightly at that response, but that didn’t mean he would counter it.
There was no reason to offend Ruehl, the holy knight who usually had a stern demeanor, while he was smiling so gently.
“Well, fine. You’ll come to know naturally.”
As Ganshu pulled out a scroll from within his robes and unrolled it, a picture began to be drawn on it. It was of Lucy Allen undergoing her trial.
“…Huh?”
Before long, as the picture was completed, Ganshu blinked in surprise without realizing it.
What was unfolding within the scroll was something that should not have happened.
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