Chapter: 641
I took a bite of some delicious-smelling meat, savoring the tough texture before wiping my mouth.
“Who the heck brought this?♡”
“Uh, that would be me.”
With a wave, the guy hurried over to my side. I chuckled at his awkward smile and slammed my plate into his face.
“Is this what you brought for me to eat?♡”
“I’m sorry!”
“Clean it up!♡”
“Y-yes! I’ll get the tools right away…”
“I meant to say, you should lick the floor clean like a dog!♡”
Frowning, I pointed at the floor, and the guy took a deep breath before kneeling. He then stuck out his tongue and started licking the spilled sauce off the ground.
“Ha ha!♡ You’re doing great!♡ Maybe you’re more suited to being a slave than a knight?♡”
As I clapped sarcastically, the eyes around us sharpened. Meeting everyone’s gaze, I snorted and stomped on the guy’s head, who was still licking the floor.
“If you’re jealous, just say it!♡ As the Apostle of the Merciful Shoddy God, I can play with trash worse than a beast!♡”
He started flailing as breathing became difficult, but I didn’t lift my foot.
Just when his movements were desperate, a woman raised her hand.
“Can I do it instead?”
“No?♡ You look so disgusting I can’t allow it!♡ I’m afraid your ugliness might rub off on me!♡”
The moment her smile froze, the guy next to her bowed his head.
“Then I will humbly accept your grace.”
“Is that how you make a request?♡ I don’t sense any respect at all!♡”
With a stiff expression, he walked up to me and buried his face in the ground.
“Please, grant me the opportunity to be trampled by you.”
“Wow~♡ Just look at how well you speak!♡ You must have done this more than once!♡ Which hooker have you been hanging out with?♡”
Kicking the half-conscious guy aside, I stomped on the new arrival’s head, returning to my original spot while receiving stinging looks.
“Oh♡ right!♡ I need to feed my pet!♡”
Clapping suddenly as if I remembered, I felt a twitching beneath me.
“That should do it~♡”
“…Are you serious about feeding that?
“You don’t have to eat it!♡ I don’t know where I’ll put the food after that~♡”
Seeing Lasha, trembling and crawling to eat the fallen food, I couldn’t help but chuckle genuinely.
Ah! This is so fun!
It’s so amusing to bully others without a shred of guilt!
I’d even want to take home a slave specifically for tormenting after all this is done!
[Hey. Lucy? Are you really that mad at them? ]
‘Huh? Yeah, I’m pretty pissed. Why do you ask?’
[You seem genuinely upset compared to usual.]
‘Of course! I mean it!’
I didn’t want to admit it, but I genuinely enjoyed harassing people.
It was hard to hold back laughter seeing them shaking in anger.
Maybe it’s the influence of the Mesugaki Skill or just my twisted personality, but whatever the case, I liked teasing others.
Normally, I’d feel some guilt about it and hold back, but isn’t it okay not to restrain myself this time?
After all, they’re all worse than beasts.
‘Where else would you see a strong person like Lasha crawling around like a dog?!’
Seeing Lasha, with a dog collar and ears, crawling and licking the food off the floor was too humiliating!
I need to show this to others! It’s such a shame I can’t go outside!
<…Oh, God.>
Just then, as grandpa lamented, the door opened, and the Pope appeared.
Immediately upon seeing me, he bowed politely and then froze when he saw Lasha licking the floor.
“This is all your fault! Damn old man!”
With Lasha’s face burning from embarrassment, she shouted, making the Pope chuckle awkwardly.
“I apologize. It seems you’re enjoying this more than I expected.”
“I’ll kill you! As soon as this is over, I’ll make sure to take you out first!”
“That would be difficult. I’ve decided to be killed by the Apostle of God.”
With mine and Lasha’s murderous intentions filling the room, the Pope, still smiling gently, gestured for the Holy Knights to leave.
“I’m sorry for being late. I had a few matters to handle.”
“I’ll forgive you♡ Thanks to you, I’ve had a fun time with my pet!♡”
“Thank you for your kindness, Apostle.”
Bowling his head again, he took out a teacup from the void and placed it in front of me.
“Before we get to the point, may I ask you something? Your following me isn’t at your discretion, is it?”
How did he sense it without me saying anything?
Could it be that the Pope reads thoughts like Karia?!
A horrifying thought crossed my mind, causing me to frown, but the Pope just smiled.
“It’s just a guess. Since you carry on the legacy of the Hero, I figured you wouldn’t give up easily. Seeing you flustered, it seems my guess was right.”
I was annoyed, but he was right. I had no intention of following the Pope at all.
I didn’t mind the choice but didn’t want to disappoint those who fight for me.
Even so, I found myself holding onto the Pope’s hand because of the blue spear that had appeared before me.
[What is their objective?]
The Shoddy God had finally given me a quest!
[Follow the Pope and find out his objective.]
[Listen to the Pope’s past (optional)]
[Reward: ???]
The moment I saw the quest text, a bunch of questions flooded in.
I already knew his purpose, so I wondered if there was any reason to follow the Pope.
[Please.]
However, just as another line appeared, I decided to put my doubts aside for now.
What can I do when the Shoddy God is asking so politely?
He might be an incompetent perverted God, but he’s still my god.
Having made my decision, I followed the Pope, also to satisfy my own desires.
I still didn’t know what the Pope’s purpose was, but I didn’t regret following him.
After all, this was the only place I could see Lasha, with animal ears and a leash, crawling on the floor to lick food!
“That means the Lord wants to hear my story.”
Nodding, the Pope poured tea for me and took a long deep breath.
“It isn’t a very interesting tale. Just the story of a villain’s failure.”
*
Born in a time when gods and humans existed together, the Pope felt injustice in the middle of a burning town.
Even though the gods with awe-inspiring powers were right beside him, human lives extinguished too easily.
In the midst of countless deaths, he felt terrified as he held Agra’s outstretched hand willingly.
And when the long war finally ended, the Pope realized he had misjudged.
The divine will he believed was actually wrong.
Caught in late regret, the Pope had already devoted himself entirely to Agra.
The Evil God’s curse did not vanish even after the Evil God split into fragments and was sealed away.
Having lost even death, the Pope eventually resigned himself.
He thought that nobody would accept him when he couldn’t even forgive himself.
He believed he was destined to wander forever, bound to the land.
*
“But the great Lord was different. The Merciful Lord embraced even those who tried to kill him, including the Evil God Agra.”
While listening to the First Queen’s explanation, everyone around had wide eyes.
This wasn’t just about forgiving someone who tried to kill him.
Agra had wanted to shatter and tear apart everything the Lord loved, hoping to see him suffer in hell.
“Is…this true?”
Phoebe asked cautiously, and the First Queen nodded.
“Yes. I heard the story directly from the Pope himself hundreds of years ago.”
“It’s hard to believe.”
“Saintess, you know that the Pope’s divine power is real.”
“O great Lord.”
With both hands raised in prayer, Phoebe looked up to the heavens, and the First Queen shrugged, continuing.
“The amazement we feel now is what the Pope felt back then. He realized how great a sin he had committed and came to understand that the great Lord must be revered.”
Determined to spread the Lord’s warmth, the Pope continuously roamed the continent.
“According to what I’ve heard, this was also when Lord Erginius and the Pope met.”
“…I don’t remember anything.”
“That’s because it’s a tale after your creation.”
Erginius didn’t trust the Pope at all, but he acknowledged his usefulness.
The things the Pope, once an apostle of Agra, knew were things Erginius did not.
When all stories were wrapped up, Erginius decided to use the Pope.
Even when all humans from the age of myth were dead and the age of humanity began, the Pope would still be bound to the land.
So if he made a contract with the Pope to oppose the Evil God, even if he made a mistake, it could be smoothed over.
“Please understand. The guilt of not saving his lover kept Lord Erginius from trusting anyone. He always wanted a strong safety net.”
Shrinking his shoulders, Erginius felt the Fairy Queen take his hand. Seeing her gentle smile, he sighed once and turned his gaze back to the First Queen.
“That’s enough of such old tales. What matters is one thing: the Pope’s objective.”
“He hopes to see the Age of Myth return. He desires the great Lord to descend once more to restore everything to its original state on this land troubled by humanity.”
To achieve this, the Pope would disrupt the balance of the world.
Just as light increases, darkness deepens; where there’s darkness, light will inevitably shine even brighter.
“By bringing the Evil God Agra down to earth again, the Lord Armadi can once again take his place on earth. That’s the Pope’s goal.”
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