Following Johanna’s guidance, I entered a room that looked like the town hall.
“Please have a seat here.”
I sat on the chair that Johanna pulled out for me.
“Johanna, it’s good to see you again.”
“Ah, Lord. I’ve been diligently carrying out your commands all this time.”
Johanna wore a genuinely moved expression.
In [Deus Ex Machina], Johanna was used by the Baal cult, ultimately meeting her end as a boss. Now, transformed into my disciple, she was a different person.
In a future where she wouldn’t have existed otherwise.
I asked her about the situation of the disciples of Katorikus.
What had happened while I had been away?
After my “ascension,” it seemed the disciples gathered around Simon to form a “church.”
To fulfill the last command I had given.
…Last command?
What command had I given?
I vaguely remembered something I had said while being lifted to the heavens by Deus.
-“Once the Holy Spirit comes upon you, you will receive power and be my witnesses in Oria, across the continent, and to the ends of the earth.”
Deus chimed in next to me.
I’d thought it was just some thoughtless statement, but these guys had been working hard to fulfill that command all this time?
Aurelia had succeeded to the throne and was managing the chaos in the Nova Empire.
During a church service, the baptism of the Holy Spirit occurred, making 12 apostles out of 11 disciples plus Paulah, excluding Judah.
Apostles representing the righteous deity, Luke Christos.
With Aurelia and Simon at the helm, they reshaped the Nova Empire into the Katorikus Holy Kingdom, with those twelve disciples playing the roles of apostles leading the kingdom.
While they had had a somewhat rocky relationship with the neighboring Christos Law Country, they had managed to coexist somewhat.
In contrast, the Isla Empire, which they would clash with this time, was essentially an enemy.
Although they all believed in the book I wrote as scripture, the crux of their divide was whether they recognized me, Luke, the Son of Deus.
Still, I wondered how they could be at odds when they believed in the same God, Deus, but…… it seemed they developed an extreme aversion to one another because of the heretical verses written in the scripture.
Ah….
Was it because of those verses I wrote?
I had just borrowed stories from the scripture based on memories of my previous life.
Who would have thought it would turn out like this?
Just from a few lines, the three largest nations on the continent would enter a war, embroiling most of the continent in a gigantic conflict.
While it was a full-blown war, it didn’t seem particularly fierce yet.
The front lines weren’t wide, and the Isla Empire wasn’t showing much active offense either.
However, with the war causing a lot of corruption near the battlefield in this territory, Johanna came to set things right as an apostle.
Meanwhile, her sister Jaime was treating the wounded on the front lines.
Speaking of the Isla Empire…
A new empire founded by the dark elf prophet, Mahomet.
Mahomet made a name for herself as the ruler of the Rashdun Desert.
The faith of Islam, which began spreading in the desert, quickly engulfed a third of the continent.
How did my scripture flow into the hands of the dark elves?
Mahomet…
Rashdun Desert…
Wait a second.
Suddenly, past memories flooded back.
One of the places I visited with Hans while collecting artifacts was the Rashdun Desert.
I vividly remembered using the ‘Garden of Nyx’ artifact for the first time there, entering the realm of imagination.
At that time, to subdue the sword master, the dark elf, I had disguised myself as an angel in the form of Dia.
Could that dark elf back then be… Mahomet?
If that’s the case….
Could it be that my actions back then led to all of this?
-Both sides trust me, but they’re fighting. What a tangled situation we have here.
“Deus, is there a way to stop this war?”
Although none of my disciples had been harmed or killed yet, war was unpredictable.
I didn’t want to lose any of them, so I wanted to prevent this war.
“I’m sorry, Luke. Right now, I can only stay in your body. I don’t have the power to do anything about them.”
So even in Deus’s current state, it couldn’t be done.
It’s ironic that so many believe in Deus, but the real Deus can’t do anything.
“Paulah.”
“Yes, please speak, Lord.”
“Can you stop this war?”
Paulah, having ascended to godhood as a mortal a short while ago, might not be able to utilize her full power, but as someone active on the ground, could she not stop it?
“I’m sorry, Lord. In my limited state currently, I can’t stop all wars. But if you command it, I will do my best.”
So even it’s hard for Paulah.
…Or.
Could I march to the battlefield and end the war?
If I showed myself, Christos and Katorikus would cease fighting.
Lydia and Aurelia would recognize me.
The problem was Isla.
Could I stop them, who do not believe in Luke Christos?
What Mahomet knew was just the angel in the form of Dia.
Unless the grown-up Dia from part 2 of [Deus Ex Machina] shows up, it’s unlikely to stop her.
Is there truly no way out?
*
Christos Law Country’s front lines
Boom, bang!
Waaah!
Soldiers from Christos Law Country and the Isla Empire clashed in battle.
The battlefield was tense, holding its breath.
Suddenly, from the Isla Empire’s direction, a massive figure leaped high and slammed a gigantic club down into the middle of the battlefield.
Boom!
The tremendous shockwave pushed back the soldiers from both nations.
“Die, filthy heretic!”
A dark elf warrior armed with a turban and light armor yelled.
“Khahaha! Everyone die!”
Wielding a club enchanted with magic, he swung wildly.
“Deus is great!”
Meanwhile, as the Isla Empire’s general rampaged, the morale of the Christos army was plummeting.
“Is that General Tirshirl? I can’t believe he’s on the battlefield.”
“Is that the man who achieved mastery? There’s no way we can stand against him!”
“Ah, Lord Luke, please protect us.”
As the morale of the Christos army crashed and the front line neared collapse…
Bzzt!
Drops of water began to form across the battlefield.
“Raindrops?”
“Is, is this a sign?”
“That being has arrived!”
The drops expanded in size, entirely covering the battlefield.
Both armies became completely soaked.
“Water… Has it finally… finally come?”
Tirshirl wiped the water off his face with one hand.
“I thought I was going to die of boredom waiting!”
Water gathered in the center of the Christos army, taking on a humanoid shape.
A woman with pink hair emerged, dressed in armor.
The apostle of Christos revealed herself.
“Baptizer Dia!”
“Tirshirl… I won’t let you run rampant any longer.”
“Hah. You heretic, worshiping the false idol Luke and defiling the divinity of Deus. What a pity. If you weren’t a heretic, we could have shared camaraderie as warriors.”
Tirshirl displayed a genuine expression of regret.
“Besides, why do you look so much like the angel the prophet spoke of?”
Boom boom!
Tirshirl struck the ground with his club.
“However, since you are a heretic, I must purify you as a warrior of Deus. I will chop off your head and present it to the prophet!”
Lifting the massive club again, Tirshirl enchanted it with magic.
“You deny the divinity of Deus. It is you who is the heretic. Lord Luke, the Son of Deus, exists!”
Dia, too, grasped her sword, pointing it towards Tirshirl.
Hundreds of swords made of water began to rise behind her.
The two super beings faced off, bringing the battlefield to a near standstill.
After a brief moment of silence…
Boom!
As if signaled, Dia and Tirshirl leaped into the fray, clashing against each other.
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