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I cut a piece of meat that smelled quite good, savored the chewy texture in my mouth, and wiped my mouth.

“Which idiot prepared this?♡”

“It’s me.”

As I made a gesture, the man hurriedly came up to me. I laughed along with his awkward laughter and picked up the plate and slammed it into his face.

“Did you bring this to me to eat?♡”

“I’m sorry.”

“Clean♡”

“Yes. That’s the tool…”

“You want me to lick your head and clean it like a dog♡”

As I frowned and pointed to the floor, the man took a deep breath, knelt down on the floor, and stuck out his tongue to lick the sauce spilled on the floor.

“Poohahaha!♡ Good job!♡ Isn’t it true that you’re more talented as a slave than as a knight?♡”

As I clapped my hands and sneered, the gazes of those around me became sharp. After meeting all those gazes, I snorted, got up, and stomped on the head of the man who was licking the floor.

“Tell me if you’re jealous♡ I’m an apostle of the merciful Lord, so I can play with trash that are worse than animals♡”

The man started to struggle, as if it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to breathe, but I didn’t move my feet and just looked around.

As the man’s movements neared a frenzy, a woman raised her hand.

“Can I do it for you?”

“No?♡ You can’t do it because your appearance is disgusting♡ I think your ugliness will spread♡”

The moment the woman’s smile hardened, the person next to her lowered his head.

“Then I will receive glory from you.”

“Is that the attitude you’re asking for?♡ You don’t feel any respect at all♡”

The man walked towards me with a stern face and banged his head on the ground.

“Please, I beg you. Give me a chance to step on you.”

“Wow~♡ Look at what you’re saying♡ This isn’t the first or second time you’ve done this♡ Which whore have you been fooling around with?♡”

After kicking the half-unconscious man and stomping on the newcomer’s head, I returned to my original position under a stinging gaze.

“Ah♡ That’s right!♡ I need to feed my pet!♡”

As if a sudden thought had occurred to him, he clapped his hands and I felt a jolt beneath me.

“That would be appropriate~♡”

“…You want me to eat that?”

“You don’t have to eat it♡ I don’t know where I’ll feed you after that~♡”

I laughed heartily as I watched Rasha, who was shivering, crawling on the floor and eating the food that had fallen.

Ah! This is fun!

It’s so funny how you can bully people without a guilty conscience!

Later on, when everything is over, I want to take a slave to bully others!

‘Yes? I was a little upset. Why is that?’

‘Of course! Because I’m serious!’

I hate to admit it, but I find pleasure in harassing people.

It was hard to hold back laughter when I saw him shivering with a fever.

It could be the influence of the Messagaki skill, or it could be that my personality itself is twisted, but either way, I liked teasing others.

I used to feel guilty and hold back, but now I don’t think I need to hold back.

Because they are all trash worse than animals.

‘Where can you see a strong person like Rasha crawling around like a dog!’

Rasha, who leaves with a refreshed face regardless of whether she wins against her opponent, is seen shivering in humiliation!

I have to show this to other people! It’s such a shame I can’t go out!

As the grandfather was sighing, the door opened and the Pope appeared.

As soon as he saw me, he bowed politely, but then froze for a moment when he saw Rasha licking the floor.

“This is all your fault! You fucking mother-in-law!”

The Pope laughed awkwardly as Rasha screamed, her face flushed with embarrassment.

“I’m sorry. It seems like you’re enjoying it more than I thought.”

“I’ll kill you! When I’m done, I’ll kill you first!”

“That seems difficult. I have decided to be killed by the apostle of the Lord.”

The Pope, standing next to me, smiled gently despite the murderous intent that filled the room and waved the knights away.

“Sorry I’m late. I have some things to take care of.”

“I forgive you♡ Thanks to you, I had a great time with my pet♡”

“Thank you for your mercy, Apostle.”

He bowed his head again, took a teacup out of thin air, and placed it in front of me.

“Before we get to the main point, I have one thing to ask you. The reason you followed me was not of your own will, right?”

How did you notice when I never said anything?

Could it be that the Pope can read minds like Caria?!

I frowned as a terrible thought came to mind, and the Pope raised the corners of his mouth.

“It’s just a guess. You, who inherited the legacy of the warrior, wouldn’t give up when there’s still a chance. Judging from how flustered you are, it seems my guess was right.”

It’s frustrating, but it’s true. I had no intention of following the Pope.

I thought it wasn’t a bad choice, but I didn’t want to disappoint the people who were fighting for me.

But what made me grab the Pope’s hand was the blue spear that appeared before me.

[What is their purpose?]

The shabby god who had been silent until now gave me a quest.

[Follow the Pope and discover his purpose.]

[Listen to the Pope’s Old Stories (Optional)]

[compensation : ???]

The moment I saw the quest text, several questions arose.

I already knew his purpose. I wondered if there was any need to follow the Pope.

[please.]

But the moment another phrase appeared, I decided to put my doubts aside for a moment.

What can I do when that sloppy person asks me so politely?

He may be an incompetent pedo-pervert, but he’s still my god.

After I made my decision, I followed the Pope to satisfy my personal desires.

I still don’t know what the Pope’s purpose was, but I don’t regret following him.

Because this is the only place where you can see Rasha crawling on the floor with animal ears and a leash, licking her food!

“That means the Lord wants to hear my story.”

The Pope nodded, poured me some tea, and took a deep breath.

“It’s not a very interesting story. It’s just a story of a villain’s failure.”

*

The Pope, born in an age when gods and humans coexisted, felt the absurdity of being in the middle of a burning village.

Human life fades away too easily, despite the presence of gods with awesome power.

Even though there are those who have transcended death around them, humans cannot even postpone death, let alone approach immortality.

Feeling fearful in the midst of countless deaths, he willingly took the hand that Agra offered.

And when the long war was over, the Pope realized he had been mistaken.

That the will of God that he thought was right was actually not right.

Although the Pope was caught up in belated regret, he had already given everything to Agra.

The evil spirit’s curse did not disappear even after the evil spirit was divided into several pieces and sealed.

The Pope, who had lost even death, gave up after some time.

He thought that if he couldn’t forgive himself, who would accept him?

He believed that he was destined to wander forever, bound to the earth.

*

“But the great Lord was different. The merciful Lord embraced even this one who tried to kill him along with the evil god Agra.”

1 Everyone who heard the queen’s explanation opened their eyes wide.

This wasn’t a story that ended simply with him forgiving the person who tried to kill him.

Because Agra wanted to destroy and tear apart everything that the Lord loved, and then make the Lord suffer and die in hell.

“Really…?”

When Faby asked cautiously, the First Queen nodded.

“Yes. Because it is a story I heard directly from the Pope himself hundreds of years ago.”

“This is so hard to believe.”

“Saint, you know that the divinity of the Pope is real.”

“Great Lord.”

As Faby clasped her hands together and prayed to the heavens, the First Queen shrugged her shoulders and continued speaking.

“The Pope at that time also felt the same surprise that we feel now. He realized how great a sin he had committed and he came to believe that the great Lord should be honored.”

The Pope, who got up with the thought that he had to spread the warmth of God, continued to walk the continent.

“According to what I heard, this is also when Erginus and the Pope met.”

“…I don’t remember anything.”

“Because this is the story after you were created.”

Erginus did not trust the Pope at all, but he recognized his usefulness.

For what the Pope, who was the Apostle of Agra, knew, Erginus did not know.

When all the talk was over, Erginus decided to use the Pope.

Even if all the men who lived in the mythical age die and the human age begins, the Pope will still be tied to the earth.

So, if you make a pact with the Pope and make him hostile to the evil spirits, you can cover up your mistakes.

“Please understand. Erginus, who was bound by the guilt of not being able to save his lover, did not trust himself. He always hoped for a thick safety device.”

As Erginus shrugged his shoulders, the Fairy Queen grabbed his hand. Seeing her gentle smile, he let out a breath and turned his gaze towards the First Queen.

“That old story is fine. There is only one thing that matters. The Pope’s purpose.”

“He wishes for the age of myth to return. He wishes for the great Lord to descend to the land that humans have disturbed and return everything to its original state.”

The Pope is trying to upset the balance of the world for this purpose.

Just as the darkness grows darker when the light grows, the light cannot help but become brighter when darkness settles.

“To bring down the evil god Agra to earth again so that Armadi can take his place on earth again. That is the Pope’s purpose.”