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With Yasle’s death, the pseudo-religion known as the Church of Hope for the Future came to an end.

But the fight continued long after Yasle died, because it wasn’t like in a game where victory ended with the boss dying.

In fact, it gets busier after that.

This is especially true because the three kingdoms ran together with one goal.

The Ansellus Kingdom had virtually collapsed, but the Lasbe Kingdom and Cogni Kingdom still remained. They began to fight over where to divide the spoils.

As befitting a cult, it had a lot of treasures in its bosom.

A person cannot live with mere faith alone. You must give gifts that are easy to understand along with faith so that faith can grow.

So, there’s a lot of really nice stuff, including where I used to live.

Then there is only one thing to do.

It’s plunder.

The people of Tisha and the Kingdom of Anselus just watched it.

Rebecca surprisingly didn’t go anywhere in the kingdom. She just left alone without saying anything. Some people in the kingdom of Ansellus wanted to keep her, but Tisha just let her go.

Instead, they headed south to return to the kingdom of Ansellus. The center of the kingdom had already fallen, but they didn’t know it yet. So they just kept walking to return home.

Meanwhile, Witga took his followers to meet Andrew’s men and gave them a choice: either follow him since the Church of the Future has been destroyed, or continue to believe in the Church of the Future.

And all those who chose the Future Hope Church there died.

Of course, when we killed about five people as an example, everyone abandoned the Mirae Hope Church and switched to a new religion called Miriga Church.

These are the people who ended up going to the Future Hope Church because they had nothing anyway.

You can always change the rope if there’s a new place to hang.

And Andrew is really tenacious. He ran off on his own and disappeared from my sight, but then he caught my eye again.

One of Andrew’s associates suddenly called the blessed man and took him without telling him what he was doing.

And Andrew was there when they took him there.

It looks like we’ll be reunited safely with Witgawa.

And finally wide.

This side is still moving around the capital and actively gathering supplies.

This is the story right up until the moment I unraveled the knowledge I gained.

And I immediately pushed Yasle’s knowledge to everyone I was connected with.

Warmth is flowing in.

For fifteen people.

I got it.

Huh?

No, that’s it.

Can’t you stand this?

Especially those who could see and hear places that could not be seen with the naked eye from where they were died, clutching their heads and screaming.

Rather, except for those blessed people, the rest just grabbed their ears or heads as if they felt tinnitus.

There is a problem.

Then we need to find the reason and solve it.

What about the bodies?

If you look closely at the circumstances leading up to his death, his brain was just melting away like soup.

Just looking at this, you can tell that it can’t support the information I pushed in, right?

Is this a problem caused by different standards?

Considering that it was originally part of Yasle’s memories, there’s no way it wouldn’t enter a person’s mind.

Then we have to use another method.

Another way.

Wouldn’t it be okay if we edited the necessary memories, chopped them up and pushed them in little by little?

No, but then how long will it take?

I saw it while editing the memory points, and it’s quite a lot.

Short words are okay because I still have the experience of forcing the word “foreign news” into it. But when it gets to a certain length, problems arise, right?

What if I don’t have enough space to push it in?

experiment.

I have to experiment.

And just in case, we need to increase the number of people who have received blessings.

So that it doesn’t explode like it has been doing so far.

Still, the feeling of blessing remains.

To summarize.

Instill the knowledge to summon me.

To bless more people.

There are two.

Both are important to me.

First, let’s reach out to the swaying light floating just above the water.

It’s like watching a video of a stream of water falling backwards, and the thin stream of water rises. And instead of pushing me in right away, he says the line he says every time he signs a contract.

But I don’t understand.

Oh, yeah.

Yes, that’s right.

The language is different.

Language is important.

Then what should we do?

Let’s lick the light first. Carefully, more gently than when you gave your blessing each time, touch the light. And then.

This person’s name is Eunjae.

I remembered. The world this person lives in is similar to a martial arts novel. He has a special skill that allows him to gather energy, he flies with a sword, and sometimes the sword emits light.

A world where such people live.

But I knew the language.

Was it really this easy to learn language?

I’m not sure.

Since it doesn’t interfere with your work right now, just use it. I matched the words again and asked him the question in a language he knew.

“I’ll give myself to you, but later, when you’ve finished everything, I’ll take everything you have. How about that?”

He said he would promise me anything, anything, if it gave him the power to seek revenge.

Huh? I never said I would give you strength. What are you looking at to say that? Of course, when I give you a blessing, you become stronger.

So, I was choosing my words because I thought I would need to persuade him if he was worried, but he immediately said that he would do so.

yes.

Well, that’s a contract.

I gave him my blessing.

Please don’t explode.

Please don’t explode.

Ah! Okay!

Our eyes connected. I don’t know exactly how it changed because I was seeing the world through his eyes, but my skin definitely turned white.

That means it’s similar to what it was before.

He looks down at his body and mutters, “Is this a bee-smudge?” Then he moves his body a few times and exclaims in shock, “Is this a complete transformation?”

Was that it?

There is certainly a similar concept in martial arts novels.

But it’s really a martial arts story. It’s amazing.

He holds his sword and draws strength from his abdomen to use it.

Is it Danjeon?

As I was watching him, reminiscing about old memories that had turned gray, he suddenly grabbed my head.

Could there be something wrong with the blessings given here?

Did I adjust the dosage incorrectly?

Huh?

This time something descends from his head, and his faintly glowing sword transforms into a giant purple greatsword.

This guy is hilarious, he’s gotten so much power.

If you’re satisfied, then whatever.

Surprisingly, the problem of blessings was solved quickly.

Now, I’m going to do this for all the light that comes down near the surface.

This gives you more warmth than an explosion.

Above all, it is difficult for a person who is on the verge of ruin from deep despair and resignation to gain a healthy body and tremendous strength to do good deeds.

It’s clear that he’ll wield his power.

So there is only one goal left.

Transmitting the technique of summoning me.

Simply transferring memories failed. It seems that capacity is the problem, so we need to compress the knowledge as much as possible.

I need to analyze it, but I don’t know how to analyze it. What should I do?

I remember I could edit that part out, but I read it, interpreted it, and then organized it.

Someday, in the very distant future, I may have to do that, but it’s too hard. I need to make it a little easier and simpler.

First, let me check what I have.

I can give myself to others.

If there is too much, it will explode.

If you give it just the right size, it will mutate into a more powerful form.

I can twist the world.

It means you can edit reality. It’s a powerful ability that is sometimes called reality manipulation, but there’s a problem.

If it was just a simple form, I don’t know, but I was just trying to make a phone, and there was a crack in the space. It was a shape that I can only describe as such. It was a crack, like a heavy object was placed on the glass window, with a deep crack.

I think it’s right to see what you can’t do as what you can’t do.

Then why not fire or light? Strangely, I couldn’t do that at all. I guess I lack imagination.

And I don’t know if it’s exactly the same category as this ability or a completely different category, but I can convey what I know to others.

The experiment was repeated twice.

First of all, many people started using the short word ‘foreign news’ as if I had been called that from the beginning.

There is a reason why I believe that this is not a blessing that happens when you give it to me, but rather, it is based on the ability to change reality.

Because even people who didn’t receive my blessing used it naturally.

Based on the information we have so far, we can guess that the person among the blessed who died this time had the ability to detect places that ordinary people cannot see.

It means that you are a person who can better understand other people’s intentions.

So, did we take it too far and break our brains like the world did when we made the phone?

It’s a very likely hypothesis.

Then let’s reduce the capacity.

If we divide the memory into less complex parts, it will decrease.

Break it down into as many pieces as possible and insert the memory. See how much you can fit in and how quickly you can repeat it, and you’ll be able to learn the technique to summon me.

Now it’s time to experiment.

There’s so much time here.

I wish I could get a lot of people calling me soon.

Hehehe.