Chapter: 650
I only see humans like the apostles of the Arts Church, you know.
In fact, an apostle of God isn’t someone you can just bump into easily.
They’re at a higher rank than the heads of most religious organizations.
Except for a handful of people who’ve been granted permission, you’ll never meet one.
The same goes for the apostle of magic.
If you exclude the disproportionate pride and their extravagant appearance, which lasts at most 10 minutes, they can’t be encountered in an ordinary way.
You either request a formal meeting with their high status and reputation, smash your way in from the entrance to confront them, sneak around to see their face, or if it comes to that, you’ll have to view a cold, stiff corpse.
By the way, I planned to slyly kidnap her and throw her into a dungeon when the incident broke out.
A woman who loves attention would definitely be at the front. At that moment, I was thinking of launching a surprise attack from behind and diving into the dungeon with her in my arms.
Even now, the basis of this plan hasn’t changed, but with Karl and Erin around, I can actually say a word or two to the apostle of magic.
It’ll still end up being abduction, but at least I can prepare my mind now.
” Nia. I’m counting on you.”
– Yep! Leave it to me!
After getting Karl’s request, the fairy flew up into the sky, drawing attention as she flitted around the plaza.
At first, people tilted their heads in confusion even upon seeing the fairy, but when she approached some children and bestowed a series of mischievous tricks with a smile, everyone realized she was a being from a fairy tale.
The fairy, seemingly enjoying the gradually growing attention, fluttered about for a while until she returned, reluctantly, when Karl called her.
– I wanted to play a bit more.
“Haha. This is just the beginning.”
– Is that so?
As Karl grinned and took out a wooden sword, the fairy beamed and settled on top of his head.
With Erin’s aesthetic sense brought to life through the crow, the fairy jumped and danced above the sword dance.
The sight of one knight and one fairy creating a fairy tale scene brought floral aromas to the plaza, dominated only by human-made structures.
[There they are.]
Hearing my grandfather’s words while watching their dance, I smoothly blended into the crowd.
Then I grabbed the wrist of a shining-haired girl among several wizards.
She flinched, her purple hair shaking as she turned away with a twitch of her lips.
“Hey, kid. I…”
The moment her gaze met mine, she lifted her hood slightly to reveal my face.
“…Are you the girl from the Arts Church?”
Sharp eyes, spotting me as soon as they glanced. Is it that I’m so unique that it’s impossible to mistake me?
“Hello, Lackey of the Loser.”
“What?”
“How come you don’t know what’s happening right by your feet? You look like a log that just popped up, utterly clueless.”
Chuckling as I switched my gaze between her chest and rear, the apostle of magic raised her face and stretched out her hand.
Her movements were so slow. Sitting and studying like that all day must have done this to her.
I seriously wonder why the God of Magic chose this lazy one, abandoning our Joy.
Easily dodging the apostle’s hand, I stuck my tongue out in a playful manner and slipped away among the crowd.
*
As an apostle serving the God of Magic and a sorceress respected second only to the emperor in the Magic Empire, Nevera gritted her teeth, recalling the girl she met around lunchtime.
She knew who that girl was.
The beautiful girl that adorned the accessories of the Arts Church without exception.
The tale of the church’s apostle having painted after the goddess had spread so widely due to the girl’s striking beauty, she offered a mysterious charm comparable to that of a fairy.
Nevera, her eyes wide as if she was enchanted, had her wonder shattered by the girl’s next words.
“Hello, Lackey of the Loser.”
Loser.
In an instant, Nevera understood what that word meant.
It was a term mocking her god, who held the title of the God of Magic during the Age of Myth but had been defeated by Erginius, the Great Wizard.
She couldn’t be unaware.
From the moment the fairy’s forest was restored and Erginius became the God of Darkness, the God of Magic had told her that the time for humiliation would come for payback.
As a sorceress and a believer in the God of Magic, Nevera aimed to restore her god’s dignity.
She wanted to make sure that no one would dare utter that she was inferior to Erginius again.
Being a devout believer, Nevera would have declared to Erginius, “I will repay the humiliation of the past,” even if her god did not crave revenge.
Thus, she couldn’t forget that word, “loser,” which escaped from her mouth like music from a music box.
However, apart from the anger dominating her mind, Nevera felt a sense of unease about what had just occurred.
Why did that little one come to insult me?
Considering the situation, the knight handling the fairy and the woman favored by the goddess seemed to be companions with the little girl, yet simply calling me out was nothing more than an insult?
That’s just too inefficient.
“Why don’t you know what’s happening right at your feet?”
“Feet” must refer to this city.
They think I wouldn’t know what’s going on in this place?
Nevara, who habitually believed she wouldn’t be so clueless, shook her head and rose to her feet.
“Secretary. Bring everyone at the church here. There’s something urgent I need to check.”
Her secretary bowed his head immediately at her demanding order, saying nothing more.
“Ah. One moment. I’d like to ask you something before you go.”
“What is it?”
“…Do I really look like a log?”
After hesitating, the secretary could only open his mouth, unable to find any words to say.
“Um. Apostle.”
“No, I’m just talking nonsense. Hurry and bring the others. Forget the question I just asked.”
“Apostle, you are an attractive woman enough.”
“Shut up and move quickly! Right now!”
Nevera ordered the members of the church to investigate various places in the city and report any suspicious findings back.
Those who knew of the various magics protecting the city were puzzled by Nevera’s worries but she suppressed all their opinions with her authority.
After a little time passed, the other sorcerers realized that Nevera’s concerns were indeed justified.
A dangerous aura lurked beneath the city.
The sorcerers, astonished by the presence of an energy that hadn’t existed just days prior, analyzed the aura while praising Nevera’s foresight, but the expression on Nevera’s face was grim.
How did that girl recognize something that even I, with full involvement in this city, didn’t notice?
…Thinking back, there had been rumors about the girl depicted in the church’s paintings.
She was drawn in the accessories of the Arts Church, yet that girl wasn’t a goddess but a holy knight serving the Great Lord.
If I remember correctly… Lucy Allen, right?
Benedict Allen’s daughter.
That reckless girl who had created a plethora of absurd rumors.
I heard she had recently become more decent after being inspired by the Saintess.
If that girl purposely conveyed a message to me, then it’s reasonable to think the will of the Lord was transmitted through the Saintess.
Tsk. As unpleasant as it is, I have to be thankful. If it hadn’t been for that girl, we would have been caught off guard by the owner of that energy.
Of course, separately, I’ll make her pay for calling the God of Magic a loser.
If I don’t correct it, my lord will suffer humiliation again.
“The dungeon will emerge soon. Based on the total amount of energy, the difficulty of the dungeon is…”
“At least A-rank. It seems difficult for us to handle alone.”
“Request support from the Imperial Knights. Also from the nobles around here. They tend to drag their feet, so we must hold out with our nearby forces for two days. How about contacting Jushin Church?”
“Support will be difficult. According to the priests, the current church situation is chaotic.”
“I heard that the Pope has fallen under the temptation of the Evil God Agra.”
“Yes. It’s hard to believe.”
“If it were someone else, it might be uncertain. But if the Saintess speaks, it must be the truth. She is not one to lie to harm others.”
If it’s hard to seek help from the church, I must reach out elsewhere.
First priority is to hold off the monsters inside the dungeon until the Imperial Knights arrive.
I must prevent any rampage at all costs.
If the monsters start pouring out through the dungeon’s door, this city…
Recalling a town swept away by waves of monsters from long ago, Nevera clenched her hands in determination to stake her life on this.
Oh, noble and merciful God of Magic, please grant me courage and wisdom.
The next afternoon, as she stayed up all night preparing for disaster,
The plaza that had dazzled with fairies flying around had vanished, replaced by an enormous hole whose end was nowhere in sight.
“How long do you think it will take until the dungeon reveals itself?”
“Based on past experiences, half a day should be sufficient.”
“Half a day? That seems too fast.”
“We need to organize those who will enter the dungeon ahead of time. First, we should request support for those who will be in charge of scouting.”
Nevera momentarily held her tongue and then attempted to sound composed.
“Those heading to die, huh?”
“We must ensure it is a glorious death.”
Nevera swallowed her words about standing at the front as she pondered what to promise those heading for the scouting.
“Fufufu.”
At that moment, laughter from a girl sounded next to the hole.
Turning her head towards the charming voice that pierced her ears like a bird’s chirping, Nevera saw a girl with red hair, holding forward her foot as she let her hood down.
Following the love of the earth, the girl soared into the void.
“Don’t!”
Instinctively, Nevera lunged forward, grabbing the girl’s hand and attempting to use magic to lift both of their bodies.
However, the magic wouldn’t activate.
Something unknown was blocking her magical power.
“I got you.”
Amid the shouts of many from behind, Nevera faced the girl’s playful laughter.
“…Who are you?”
“A cute little girl who just loves Shoddy Pedo God sooooo much!”
Surprisingly, beneath her laughter, a warm divinity could be felt.
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