“Please filter out any cruel scenes. The same goes for the audio. And please turn off the sponsorship.”
Witness, now accustomed to the transcendent technology of the Demon Castle, makes possible what would be impossible with regular broadcasts.
Real-time censorship was a prime example.
And it boasted a variety of other colorful features, which I intended to utilize to the fullest.
“I will do as you said. What shall we title the broadcast?”
It was not a particularly hard question to ponder.
“It’s best not to exaggerate as usual. Let’s just call it ‘Accident Scene.'”
I can’t appear to be broadcasting for money or attention.
I wanted to be seen as a war correspondent, dryly reporting the process of subduing the disruptive group, nothing more.
I doubt it would come off as hypocritical or pretentious. After all, I have an established image.
“It will start in 1 minute.”
As I took in Witness’s report, I glanced at the three troublemakers standing idly behind me.
Jo Ha-jin, Han Hee-jun, Rema.
How should I utilize them? I pondered, then spoke up.
“Please hide for now. I will call you when I need you.”
Coincidentally, none of them showed any intention of objecting as they had from the start; rather, they welcomed it.
“Then I’ll hide using my space isolation ability?”
“Please do.”
The moment I gave the approval, Han Hee-jun and the other two vanished.
“Your Holiness. It has started.”
Just then, the broadcast turned on. The chat window popped up in the corner.
– Your Holiness
– ? Where is this?
– Finally here
– What is this?
– ???
Intentionally staring at the floor, I noticed that more than half of the rapidly rising question marks filled the chat window.
I kept my gaze at the ground for a moment before looking up at the sky.
“Krawaaah!!”
In the sky, the red-bodied dragon, Hekatrith, roared continuously, drawing various magic circles.
It was a breathtaking sight that could even elicit admiration from me.
As I smiled lightly, fireballs began to rain down from the sky, precisely above the enemy’s heads, creating chaos in the city.
And as I requested, defensive barriers sprouted everywhere to protect citizens and buildings.
“Ladies and gentlemen, hello again. It’s been a while.”
While watching Hekatrith’s grand performance, I casually opened my mouth.
“As you may have learned through breaking news, Incheon Seo-gu is currently under attack by armed groups. I have come to stop it.”
As I spoke, I habitually checked the viewer count.
[Viewer Count: 1,129]
Could it be because of the current situation? The rate at which viewers increased was noticeably slower than usual. Perhaps it was also because this was my first broadcast in about 40 days due to the Demon World expedition.
Regardless, it didn’t bother me much. After all, the objective was to deal with the impersonator, not the broadcast itself.
I figured that by broadcasting like this, they would eventually react. Just like when Rema barged in with a sponsorship last time.
“By the way, you’re watching an internet broadcast in such an emergency? Isn’t that a severe case of safety blindness?”
I warned the viewers without any humor, reminding them to stay alert.
“If there are any of you living in the metropolitan area who haven’t evacuated yet, please turn off the broadcast immediately and follow government orders. This is a real situation.”
I repeated my warning several times, serious enough so as not to be taken lightly.
I hoped desperately that there were no foolish people who would ignore this and leisurely watch a broadcast.
Of course, I planned to take care of the ruckus before the damage became unmanageable.
“Do you understand? Please be careful. I cannot protect everyone.”
After instilling a sense of urgency, I glanced at the chat window.
– What the hell is going on?
– Are there still people who haven’t run away?
– I’m glad the Holy Father is here.
– How can one girl stop that?
– I thought such things only happened in China…
Given the current situation, everyone was more serious than usual. A desirable phenomenon.
As I continued to live broadcast Hekatrith’s feats while observing the chat, several questions began to arise.
– But who are those guys?
– Are they really Koreans?
– Where the heck did they come from?
Each was a question I also wanted the answer to.
Who were they, and what was their connection to the impersonator?
Just as I was about to become lost in thought, Witness, floating in the screen only I could see, suddenly gestured to me.
– Your Holiness, just now, subject [Witness] has finished gathering information on the impersonator candidate [Abigail Myers]. It includes links to the individuals rampaging in Incheon.
It was timely news.
– I will display the gathered information.
I nodded, and a document appeared before my eyes. Written text accompanied by various images as reference material.
[Everything about Abigail Myers; ;ㅁ;]
Once again, the title included a playful emoji, possibly due to some chronic issue. At least the content was written normally.
[Important information related to Sister Cat (Abigail)]
○ Capability: The database of the U.S. Returnee Management Agency lists her as superhuman, but based on messages exchanged with friends, she is estimated to be even more than that.
However, there were pieces of information that typically wouldn’t be discoverable by standard methods.
Did she go so far as to hack to collect this info?
I hesitated for a moment, but quickly recalled my trained composure.
There’s no need to panic. As long as I don’t get caught, it doesn’t matter.
Determined to ignore the trivial details, I rapidly read through the document.
It was packed with valuable information, and after I was done, I couldn’t help but frown.
‘…She really is kind, huh?’
As Quick Eagle confidently asserted, Sister Cat indeed appeared virtuous.
Donating huge sums to various orphanages across the U.S. without ever fishing for praise on iTube.
Consistently volunteering to help those in difficult situations, showing clear diligence.
Honestly, there was no denying that she could only be described as kind-hearted. That was undeniable.
However.
There was crucial information that overshadowed such qualities.
[The class ‘Ascetic’ from the TRPG system [End Times] can absorb the malice of others.]
[Sister Cat’s character, a cat beastperson ascetic, is of such a high level that she can toy with even evil gods and demons without trickery.]
It was information that effectively confirmed her as an impersonator.
Thus, my curiosity grew even more.
Why would someone with a good nature, who had no disqualifying factors even I, the Pope, could see, be involved in such a scheme that involved taking Icle hostage?
And what was the reason for turning Incheon into a mess?
If she had merely absorbed the malice of vile beings, I might have let it slide, but now she has crossed a line. She was undeniably doing something unforgivable.
‘I’ll definitely subdue her.’
Even in the face of Rema’s punishment being deferred, I couldn’t say “I will definitely kill her.”
Our Goddess might even forgive the impersonator’s transgressions. After all, she is someone who tends to look past faults, as long as one isn’t a heinous criminal.
However, I would at least take her down.
Anyone who has committed a crime must receive due punishment. This too is the will of the Sun.
“O gentle Sun, I shall suppress the enemy’s momentum, threatening our peaceful daily lives, with fierce flames.”
After softly lifting my prayer,
Witness cautiously spoke up.
– Your Holiness. I’m about to display information on the troublemakers on the broadcast screen, is that okay?
I nodded in response, and soon two additional documents appeared side by side.
“This is the identity of those causing chaos in Incheon right now.”
[1. Blood Clan]
– A vampire group led by ‘Count’ Ji Hyun-woo.
– Active around Anshi City in China, they have oppressed people in the shadows.
– Hired by Sister Cat to invade Incheon.
A group of vampires, enemies of the Sun.
Their leader, Ji Hyun-woo, is not just a name resembling a Korean. He is one of the two returnees who crossed to China, refusing to buckle under Rema’s threats.
And the same goes for the other faction.
[2. Current Malicious Cult]
– A martial arts group led by ‘Heavenly Demon’ Siunryang.
– Known for their radical destructive operations around Qinghai Province in China.
– Hired by Sister Cat to invade Incheon.
This leader is also a Korean returnee who went to China.
What exactly these individuals were thinking, I do not know, but it was likely intentional. They couldn’t have randomly hired escaped Korean returnees.
I kept a close watch on the Blood Clan and Current Malicious Cult, who were still wreaking havoc.
Meanwhile, the chat began to rise rapidly. I could tell what they were saying even before I looked.
– Sister Cat?
– Huh?
– Isn’t she the number one iTuber?
– ????
– What’s going on here?
The chat was filled with confusion.
Just how shocked were they that no one reacted to the technology creating the document in front of them? Everyone seemed bewildered, creating a meaningless uproar.
To clarify the situation for the bemused viewers, I explained properly.
“As you can see, the number one iTuber Sister Cat is the mastermind behind this situation. I’ll show you the evidence.”
In due time, Witness presented proof on the broadcast that showed the Blood Clan and Current Malicious Cult were hired by Sister Cat. Alongside documents confirming it wasn’t fabricated.
This further stirred the chaos brewing in the chat.
Curses, disbelief, anger, hollow laughter, and confusion.
A wave of words from all kinds of emotions stirred in the corner of my view. This was the first time such a heated atmosphere had arisen.
“Please calm down. Things have gotten too heated.”
Just as I was trying to pacify the furiously chatting viewers,
– Kreeeahh!
A bizarre sound suddenly echoed from above.
Startled, I looked up to see a tentacled monster, twice the size of Hekatrith, squeezing through a massive dimensional gate.
What the heck is that?
As I stared in horror, Hekatrith shouted at the tentacled creature.
“Where do you think you’re coming?! This is the land cherished by the beautiful, elegant, noble, intelligent, young Pope ‘Clitia Eluke!’ Get out of here!”
“…….”
I stood there, mouth agape, before hastily clarifying.
“Absolutely, that was not my line!”
I thought my quick explanation was clever, but unfortunately, it was in vain.
– Oh really?
– Aha, you didn’t say it!
– Hmm…
– It’s all facts, though
– Ahh, lol
The serious atmosphere I had hoped for shattered like thin glass in an instant.
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