<861 – Faith Meta (5)>
Is the mob doing well?
I’ve taught many people, but Titosso, Jiang, and Hestia are too busy learning assassin maid mana training under Reap and doing maid function training.
Sing seems tired of hiding in the space gaps to avoid others and occasionally pops up in female form, only to be startled by the reactions around her and quickly disappear.
Jaku just gives occasional advice about Dark Mana, not really checking in often.
Mob is the only one recognized as a disciple who requires a lot of attention, despite any decline in skills.
Maybe that’s why I’m more concerned.
‘Time for a surprise inspection!’
I might as well bring some food that boosts strength experience points to encourage them.
The collection is done, but I still grabbed an extra plate of delicious Yukhoe Tartaki and registered it in my inventory quick slot for easy access.
Next, I pulled out the magical map pointing to the characters’ current locations.
The official name is detecting and avoiding dangerous professors, but in reality, it’s used for searching for instructors enforcing flight magic speed limits—nothing like professor level scouting.
However, it’s pretty useful for finding the current locations of students like Mob, who still have a long way to go.
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[Current Location of Okashii-ne – 3 meters above your ceiling]
[Current Location of Camela – Punishment Room 303]
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[Current Location of Jigoku – Graduate's Treasure Vault]
[Current Location of Ppyoi – Production Department]
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[Current Location of Titosso – Abyss Bottom]
[Current Location of Mob – Mirror Dungeon]
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Friends and key figures I’ve bookmarked popped up too, but Mob is my priority right now, and I brushed the rest aside.
What business does someone aiming to build a harem have in the Mirror Dungeon?
Did they go to seek wisdom from Oknodie since I’m too busy to answer any questions?
‘Hmm, Oknodie isn’t a bad choice!’
The Doppelganger Queen is indeed high-tier, but thanks to copying a veteran player, she has significantly amplified her potential, reaching considerable specs.
And it’s not an unbalanced build focused solely on finishing techniques and damage.
Magic knowledge.
Function knowledge.
Training knowledge.
She packed in detailed elements that determine the level difference even in the same tier.
Superior to S-class, she’s a 0.5-tier human rights character beyond tier 1.
“Alright. How’s that?”
“It’s amazing…”
But what’s happening here?
Oknodie, whom I thought would give advice in my stead, was gathering four clones to offer Mob a squad clone lap pillow.
“Hehe. I’ve always wanted to do something like this while using my doppelganger technique. I need to do what the original hasn’t done to feel joy as a clone. Oknodie never did anything like this, right?”
“Um…”
“Then how about this?”
Oknodie kindly offered grapes to Mob while giving him a lap pillow.
I can’t believe a queen of a race would take care of Mob so tenderly without any sense of shame!
I want that too!!
Just as I was about to jump in from jealousy, I hesitated.
The atmosphere felt subtly strange.
The way Oknodie treated Mob.
Mob’s gaze towards Oknodie.
These two.
They’ve gotten too close.
“Alright, break’s over! Shall we get back to training?”
“Thanks, I really rested well.”
Mob, who used to gasp beneath the helmet or whimper in fear during training, replied so comfortably.
It felt like I shouldn’t interrupt this scene.
After watching for a while, I took a step back.
As I silently left the Mirror Dungeon, an unfamiliar emotion peeked out.
‘I raised him, yet he seems happier with Oknodie.’
That emotion’s name was jealousy.
I actually knew it.
What kind of feeling it was.
I just didn’t want to admit it.
That I was less than Oknodie in Mob’s eyes!
“I did suggest breaking the pure love with a harem, but I didn’t expect him to be this happy… it’s really too much. Even Goo thinks so, doesn’t it?”
“Goo.”
“Are you saying we should punish him because it’s unjust? Goo, that’s just being a thug!”
“Goo!”
Goo scolded me for thinking I’d ever say that.
I hooked a nutrient solution to Goo’s angry mouth, and he gripped the syringe with his little roots, sucking it up eagerly.
As I felt like feeding a child with a bottle, my heart calmed a bit.
“If Mob is happy with that, I can’t do anything about it. It’s Mob’s life, not mine. But I can’t help but hate the culprit who ruined my precious disciple.”
I jotted down the name of the God of Love, Atalaxia, on the target sheet and launched a paper airplane inscribed with magic engraving.
The training dummy suffered from the chaotic bombardment of fire lightning and water bombs, half of its body evaporating, while the other half shattered into pieces.
[Some god covers their mouth in shock.]
[Some god runs away crying.]
After blowing off some steam, I felt a bit better.
But this incident made it clear.
Gods are indeed nothing but harmful beings.
I can’t just sit back and wait until the principal returns.
I need to advance the Man’s Representative event!
*
The Man’s Representative has a long-held dream.
-■■. Never rely on gods again.
-Please, save her! You’re gods, you shouldn’t be doing this!
-Poor thing. Can’t let go of the gods even in this state.
There was someone precious.
I lost that person, and the cause was the gods’ greed.
An old dream.
The starting point of great evil.
The deepest memory of loss for the Man’s Representative.
He twisted his hands at the repeating memories before his eyes.
There is no pain.
No recovery.
“Come forth.”
This is a dream.
A memory drawn out by someone’s intention.
The one who orchestrated this came forth at the call of the Man’s Representative.
An innocent child, peeking around the corner with arms crossed, blinking.
Despite her cute smirk, the terrifying amount of dark mana swirling around her was beyond the rumors.
“Dark Princess.”
“This is our first time like this, isn’t it? Nice to meet you.”
“The curse’s resistance. Were the curses meant to use me?”
Right at that moment, the ancient gods’ punishment following the Man’s Representative struck Oknodie’s spirit body, most failing to inflict meaningful damage to Oknodie.
This was the effect of the function work beginning to show resistance against divine punishment.
Weak curses further enhance resistance the moment the curse influence is completely recovered.
The Man’s Representative ceased the abusive attacks that would yield praises only from Oknodie.
Oknodie crumpled down, heartily disappointed.
“You could have done a bit more! Ah, I’ve been dizzy from too much divine punishment. I can’t walk!”
“Did you come to tease me?”
“Tch. You’re not falling for it, huh?”
Suddenly standing up, Oknodie extended her hand first.
“How about a temporary truce?”
“You’ve ruined my long-term plan. Do you genuinely believe a truce can happen?”
“It is possible. Wouldn’t resolving one of the things you wanted with that long-term plan sound enticing?”
“Do you know what my plan is?”
“Of course! Kamigoroshi. Killing gods. The Achievement of God Slayer, right?”
Powerful Tier 24 gods and the sole god.
To kill these gods, the Man’s Representative allied with forgotten Man Gods.
She became their only connection to both memory and the material world, promising an expansion of power in exchange for strength.
Even with that, there were too many gods, numbering in the tens of thousands.
Those who were delayed.
Those who broke promises.
Those who would forcefully manipulate.
She was robbed of much freedom and struggled to protect herself due to the numerous gods.
“So, though my plans among the Man Gods went astray due to you, conversely, if I can eliminate one of the main tier 24 gods at the cost of that hassle, it would be a gain!”
“Which god do you aim for?”
“The God of Void!”
In player circles, he was also known as the God of Inventory, the God of Blank Skill Books, and the God of Deterrence.
“To be honest, it’s the God of Love that’s bothersome, but I owe Atalaxia a debt! Now, what was that debt? Anyway, how about taking down the God of Void?”
“The God of Void possesses his own phantom dimension. He grants believers a portion of that dimension. With that space, one can block or evaporate attacks, store items and conduct transactions. How could you kill such a being who can withstand numerous attacks due to the vastness of the phantom space?”
The reason it’s called the Achievement of God Slayer is precisely because of how difficult it is.
The Demon King hunt might even seem more realistic, given the hurdles of reaching out and attempting to kill.
“All gods are greedy. Instead of going to him, if we make him come to us, he’ll reveal his weaknesses and give us openings to attack!”
“The spatial extension magical tool. The magic tools and their loaded cargo utilized by humanity become the God of Void’s strength and energy source, so, there’s little reason for him to be greedy about anything…”
“Then how about this?”
Oknodie pulled out a book.
[The World After the Ending]
The sequel to the Academy Strategy Magebook series.
The appearance of a prophecy documenting the aftermath.
