Prayer

10 Gold per play.

Total video views: 1.9 million.

Average video views: 76,000.

Total earnings: 19 million Gold.

With Full Dive’s concurrent user count nearing 10 million, almost one-fifth of the users had watched it.

10 Gold per play.

That accumulated to 19 million Gold.

‘Am I seeing things?’

She closed the screen and reopened it.

She even rubbed her eyes.

[Total Accumulated Earnings]

[19,015,000 Gold]

It increased.

‘What the heck.’

She closed the screen for now.

Her thoughts became complicated.

Seeing such an unrealistic amount made her head feel strange.

If it were purely game money, she would have brushed it off, but now that she couldn’t return to reality, Gold was everything.

19 million Gold.

19 million Gold.

19 million Gold.

It wouldn’t leave her head.

‘What can I do with 19 million Gold?’

Americano, just an ordinary citizen.

All she could think of were common luxury goods like houses, cars, and watches.

But none of them interested her, so her interest in the 19 million Gold waned. There was nothing worth buying. Her excited mind calmed down.

The video…

‘Let’s think about it later.’

On hold for now.

Since she couldn’t use real-money transactions anymore, Gold had become much more valuable than before.

If she could still use real money, even a low-level player could have 100 million Gold, but that was no longer the case.

Americano didn’t take down the video so that she could accumulate Gold for the future.

It wasn’t like the people who had already seen it would disappear just because she took it down.

“So?”

“Huh?”

“Why the Heroes are looking for you. Did you remember anything?”

“I guess I fought better than I thought.”

“What’s that supposed to mean.”

Anyway,

They talked a bit more.

They had plenty of time.

Gumiho mostly spoke, and Americano listened.

She talked about what had happened in the meantime.

She showed Gusta her human form and asked him to take her as a disciple.

Gusta readily agreed, and they cooperated as master and partner.

Gusta received Foxfire from Gumiho,

And Gumiho received skills from Gusta.

But soon, her ears and tails drooped.

“….”

An awkward atmosphere.

She didn’t explain the reason for the atmosphere.

One might have asked, but,

‘I don’t care.’

So she just listened quietly.

Gumiho changed the subject.

“Are you done talking?”

She said she would go to the store for a bit and disappeared, transforming into a fox.

“….”

19 million Gold.

What should I use it for?

19 million Gold is 190 billion Korean won.

As you might know by now, the calculation of 1 Gold = 10,000 won was an exaggeration.

Prices vary for each item, so how could it be exactly accurate?

Not being an economist, she didn’t trust her own calculations.

It was just for reference to adapt her sense of money to the game. Whether 1 Gold was more expensive or cheaper than 10,000 won, the fact that 19 million Gold was a huge sum remained unchanged.

More than that, she got scolded by Gusta.

He asked where she had sold her right arm.

She broke the Magic Sword but caught the Mountain King.

She caught the Mountain King but lost her right arm.

She explained, but he grumbled, saying he didn’t want to praise her.

Ugh.

Why is he angry when I can recover it anyway?

Anyway,

She got scolded by Gusta, but she was able to receive the Magic Swords she had requested before.

She had ordered a large number of Magic Swords from Gusta for the 26th floor raid.

She took the Magic Swords,

And left the weapon shop.

“Hide your arm well.”

“Yes.”

She left the shop,

How long had she walked?

She was heading towards the temple.

There was only one temple in Gospel.

To get her right arm healed, she had to go to the temple and meet a priest.

But it was crowded with people, and she had to break through the crowd to get treatment. As much as the crowd, that much attention would be focused on her.

Just in case, she passed by the temple and peeked inside, but there were still many people.

Her brow furrowed.

‘This is no fun.’

Americano didn’t like this situation where she had to be mindful of others.

What on earth was their purpose for gathering like that?

She knew the purpose of coming to Gospel.

Obviously,

‘It’s a siege.’

Still, the people gathered in front of the temple could be the crowd that Gumiho had mentioned, gathered to find Americano.

A severed arm.

Treatment at the temple.

The answer came out.

‘Am I that desirable?’

She felt pleased yet annoyed.

Americano just wanted to enjoy the game.

She stared intently at the crowd gathered at the temple, then tilted her head.

She began to feel skeptical about hiding herself.

‘But why am I hiding my identity?’

Somehow things had progressed in the direction of hiding, but if their purpose was to invite her to join a clan, they wouldn’t be particularly hostile.

Gusta told her to hide, but,

The NPC’s words didn’t sink deeply into her head.

Americano reached the crowd.

“Excuse me.”

“Yes? Ack?!”

“Let me pass, please move.”

“-, Yes.”

They understood her surprisingly well.

Americano was able to break through the crowd and enter the temple.

She thought after passing through.

Huh.

‘Weren’t they looking for me?’

She thought that while passing through the crowd, she would be surrounded like a fan who found a celebrity or a reporter who found an issue.

Didn’t they notice?

No way?

Americano knew their expressions.

Those were the same expressions as the reporters.

The kind of expression that would pounce as soon as they saw prey.

But they blankly missed the prey right in front of them.

Not just one or two.

Dozens of them.

Which meant,

‘This is embarrassing.’

Self-consciousness overload.

Her face turned red.

Americano tried to act nonchalant and went to the chapel to meet the priest.

“You startled me. I thought you were a doll for a moment.”

“Wow… I’ve never seen anyone prettier than an elf.”

“It must be an Avatar, right?”

“It must be an Avatar. Where would you find such a beauty in reality?”

Among the people surrounding the temple, those who had directly encountered Americano clutched her chests to calm her surprised hearts.

A woman with beauty that seemed to mix 2D and 3D in a golden ratio.

An appearance that escaped the uncanny valley and digested it as beauty without any sense of discomfort.

Even though it was the first time seeing her, their hearts raced as if they had seen a celebrity they had admired.

Those who saw her without preparation even forgot to talk to her.

“Anonymous has already died several times. If it’s an Avatar, it wouldn’t be Anonymous.”

“I guess so?”

“No, think about it. If that woman’s real body is like that, it’s a scam.”

“I know.”

“From the skill to overturn a 25-level difference is no joke, plus the looks and body. Just looking at the skill, she could become a world star, and she has that face?”

“There’s no way she wouldn’t be famous.”

“That’s what I’m saying!”

Therefore, many of the people mixed in the crowd rationalized the reason why they couldn’t talk to that pretty woman.

“If it’s an Avatar, it wouldn’t be Anonymous.”

“Absolutely not.”

“How much do I need to pay for the treatment?”

“I have only fulfilled my duty. Treatment fee is out of the question. However, if you donate, there will be many who will be saved.”

“…How much do I need to pay?”

“How can we decide? Please think of those who deserve to be saved.”

Just say it clearly.

She donated 100 Gold.

“Thank you. Hero’s donation will make the world a better place.”

Americano received the priest’s thanks.

She was also grateful.

She paid the treatment fee as a donation, but it wasn’t like the doctor wouldn’t be grateful if she paid money.

Her right hand was back.

She clasped her hands together and kneaded them.

She covered her face with both hands.

Right hand, I missed you.

“Come to think of it, is this your first visit to the chapel?”

“Huh? Yes.”

The priest said.

“Would you like to offer a prayer? With Hero’s prayer, the god may respond directly.”

“….”

Americano followed the priest and clasped her hands together to offer a prayer.

Then a screen appeared.

[ ]

“….”

[ ]

“..?”

A window popped up.

But nothing was written.

Looking at it made her think deeply.

She interpreted the reason why this page was created.

A blank page.

Not completely empty.

In the upper left corner, a short vertical line, like the one you see when typing, flickered, revealing its presence.

As if telling her to input something.

‘So, is it telling me to input something?’

When she unclapsed her hands and tried to touch the screen,

The screen disappeared the moment she unclapsed her hands.

“….”

When she clasped her hands again, the screen appeared.

Hmm…

I think I know what it is.

Still ambiguous.

Americano prayed.

‘Please explain the identity of this page.’

[Please offer a prayer while being aware of the page. If your prayer reaches the god, we will give you the answer you want.]

As expected.

She had seen it on a strategy site.

She didn’t recognize it at first because there were no screenshots, but she had read a description of it on a strategy site.

She hadn’t read it in detail and had skimmed over it, so her memory was vague.

‘…What did I really see on the strategy site?’

Oh well.

I can’t dwell on the past.

She offered a [Prayer].

‘I heard I can use the Wish Stone. What can I do with the Wish Stone?’

The answer came back.

[The Wish Stone is a consumable sacred object that can only be obtained through the Tower. The Wish Stone can only be used through prayer and is used for things like the examples below.

• Skill Acquisition.

• Trait Imbuement.

• Geass Change.

• Temple Cooperation.

• NPC Perception Reform.

• Declaration of Independence.

• Dungeon Creation.

• Weather Manipulation.

• Target Tracking.

• Avatar Reset.

• Et cetera.

We grant various other Wishes as well. If you have a Wish, please offer a prayer. We will let you know if it is possible.]

It answered a bit long.

The Wish Stone was more useful than she thought.

Some of the examples seemed to be beyond the realm of an individual player.

Then…

She offered a [Prayer].

‘Please turn me back into a man.’

[I do not understand the intention of the question.]

‘Please return me to my original gender.’

[I do not understand the intention of the question.]

“….”