The Outer God Needs Warmth – Chapter 29

Now the weather is chilly even during the day.

To what extent, the hem of the robes of church members walking around has become much longer and thicker.

As so much time has passed, there have been many changes in this world too.

First, the number of people who received blessings exceeded 200. In other words, it means I have 200 channels I can see.

Of course, I’m watching all of them.

I thought there might be a limit when it exceeded 100 people, but there was no limit at all.

Even when watching simultaneously, I don’t get a headache or lose concentration. And I don’t feel my power decreasing either.

To be honest, I’m giving out power for free.

It’s strange.

I said I would take back all the power someday. That means I should be distributing my capital until then. But no matter how much I give out, there’s no sign of my power decreasing.

So I formed a new hypothesis.

Rather than using power, I might just be making connections. The power itself might be drawn from that person’s power.

I’m just awakening the power that person originally had.

If so, I can understand why the power manifested is different for each person.

However, in this case.

In works I know, life span would be cut or something important would be lost, but there are no such symptoms.

But it hasn’t been a year since I came to this world. It’s difficult to check if life spans have been reduced.

So at this point, I still can’t figure it out.

I was a huge sea under the surface. Is that why I’m not lacking even after giving myself to everyone?

The day will come when I’ll know.

And the second change.

Andrew’s subordinates have been infiltrating one by one.

Unfortunately, there was no additional warmth event.

3 people + 1 person per day. I hinted at an additional serving, but he hasn’t approached me with separate sacrifices, perhaps thinking 200 people is still too few.

Just one of those 3 people was Andrew’s subordinate.

When I give blessings and dye the light black, I copy and bring all of that person’s memories. So as long as they receive my blessing, no matter what intention they have, it’s clear to me.

Of course, if memories were manipulated or hypnotized, or if memories were messed up by some means, I don’t know how it would look!

This could become my weakness, so I should remember it well and check it.

Now the third change.

The Kingdom of Lasve, located to the west based on where I am, attacked the Future Hope Church.

But Hieronymus was one step ahead.

He lured the army and led them to villages in the Kingdom of Kogni to the east. Of course, half of those villages are ones the Future Hope Church has taken.

Villages where they convert people, force them to kill those who refuse, and make everyone watch each other.

And the other half were ordinary villages of the Kingdom of Kogni. Villages where they’ve just started evangelizing or haven’t yet.

The soldiers of the Kingdom of Lasve attacked indiscriminately.

Why, you ask?

If something like terrorism happens in villages a few times, wouldn’t you become unable to trust any village?

So the Kingdom of Lasve massacred people in all villages. And as a result, they clashed with the Kingdom of Kogni.

If they had reason, joining forces to deal with the Future Hope Church cult first would be the right choice.

But among those with my blessing, there are people who can use techniques similar to brainwashing.

If there’s one person in charge, it’s simple to guide.

Just once.

Once the fight starts, it can’t be stopped now.

Too much blood has already been spilled. Whether it got on their bodies from killing people, or flowed from their bodies after dying.

Yes.

The Kingdom of Lasve and the Kingdom of Kogni have entered the countdown to war.

The reason I know this is simple. More than half of the people who received my blessing were moving in this operation.

However, the person commanding wasn’t Hieronymus.

The person commanding those who received my blessing is none other than a man called Witga. I thought he was simply an instructor. If it were a country, he’d be like the Minister of Education?

He’s a person who taught martial arts, tactics, and strategy.

But it seems someone who can teach such things can actually operate them well too.

So he goes around with people who have my blessing and gives orders. He used them like generals.

Looking at individual orders, it’s hard to understand, but I can see and hear almost all the orders. And after confirming their actions, I can know what Witga did.

Hieronymus’s subordinate is amazing.

The four people right below Hieronymus at that time.

I thought one of them, Andrew, might be dreaming of betrayal too, but that wasn’t the case.

He’s working diligently. Hieronymus has excellent subordinates too.

So far things have been going smoothly, so the Kingdom of Lasve and the Kingdom of Kogni will go to war with each other.

If war breaks out, the two countries will be busy worrying about each other.

Then the time will come when they can devote their energy to the Kingdom of Anselus, presumed to be Hieronymus’s enemy.

These are the 3 big changes.

There are also small changes besides these.

For example, this.

“Wow! It’s the Apostle!”

“Please give me a blessing too! A blessing!”

“Apostle is the best!”

Right now, about 3m in front of me, children estimated to be under 10 years old are waving their hands at me from outside something like a palisade.

Behind them, adults who look like parents are praying with their hands clasped.

Yes.

I made my debut as a zoo animal.

About 15 minutes of showing my face.

Hieronymus suddenly made this last week.

He said it’s a simple job of going and showing my face to believers, but honestly, in my feelings, I’m a beast trapped in a zoo cage.

It’s good that the wariness towards me has largely disappeared.

Thanks to that, it’s become more comfortable to live.

But isn’t it too much to throw me into a place with so much warmth like this? Compared to the baby that came out as a sacrifice before, the light is bigger, and there’s as much warmth as the size of the light.

No, it’s visible because there are so many examples, but if they’re too young, the warmth is lacking compared to the light.

About 7 years old? 8 years old? Only around this age is there as much warmth as the size of the light in their chest.

In other words, does warmth increase along with intelligence?

I wish there was a lot, but to still not know its identity.

But warmth is so good. I can make this endlessly cooling coldness a little fainter without even thinking about such things.

It was while I was passing time like that.

One child climbed over the palisade.

The adults praying behind scream.

No, why are you reacting like you’re seeing a child climbing over a real zoo fence?

The child crossed the palisade in an instant.

And runs towards me shouting ‘Apostle!’.

But I stayed still. Because Joanna, who was quite far away, was approaching at an incredible speed.

And before reaching me, Joanna picked up the child. The child struggles to get out of Joanna’s arms.

Does it want to meet me that badly?

Hmm.

I think about Hieronymus’s intention.

He put me on display calling me the Apostle of God.

He probably meant for me to do something like a saint roleplay.

He said I just need to come and wave or make eye contact, but I think daily is too frequent to go with a mystique concept.

Or he’s testing me.

Yes.

Then I should pass the test.

I got up from my seat and approached the child. The child, struggling to break free from Joanna’s arms, looks at me and smiles brightly.

Joanna tenses her arms, then sees the child’s expression and raises her head to look at me. A girl with no expression is walking over.

Joanna’s arms tense again.

And she tried to step back while holding the child as if hiding it from me.

So I pointed at the child.

No, of course Joanna’s response is correct. But I thought she felt me as a child, but seeing her try to hide the child behind her, maybe that’s not really the case?

Well, I am a beast that eats people.

Joanna stopped.

But her arms are full of strength, holding the child tightly. She’s trying to refuse to approach me.

Does she think the child shouldn’t touch me?

But I pointed it out. It’s Joanna who can’t do this or that. Meanwhile, I approached right in front.

And I put my hand on the child’s cheek. It’s soft. If I extend myself a little, I can get warmth. Quite a large light. But compared to that, very slightly less warmth.

I want to take it.

But I endure.

“You shouldn’t cross the fence recklessly because it’s dangerous. Do you understand?”

The child looks at the hand on its cheek with trembling eyes while making a chilling expression. Oh? Does the child sense danger?

And the child nodded very slightly.

I patted the child’s head and said to Joanna, who was looking back and forth between me and the child.

“Please send the child back.”

“Yes, Miss Rebecca.”

Joanna took the child in her arms and went to the palisade. And there she returned the child to a woman who was stamping her feet.

The woman who looked like the mother immediately hit the child’s head lightly as soon as she received them, and hugged. And the child cries loudly.

The gazes looking at them from around are half envious, half jealous.

But there’s no one looking at me fearfully.

Hehe.

Is this what Hieronymus wanted?

I waved to the church people looking at me and went inside. The warmth I could have had at my fingertips flickers.

Ah, what a shame.

But with this, one step.

The wariness towards me will weaken.

I hope Hieronymus thinks I’m harmless like this. And I hope he would receive my blessing.

I want the knowledge that summoned me to this world.