episode_0650

That’s because I only see people like the apostles of Nana’s art cult.

In fact, an apostle of God is not someone you can easily find.

An apostle is someone who holds a higher position than the head of any religious group.

You will never meet them again, except for a few people who have permission.

The same goes for the Magic Apostle.

Apart from her pride that doesn’t match her weight and her appearance that seems strangely elaborate considering her appearance time of less than 10 minutes at most, she is nothing but nothing and cannot be met in the normal way.

You can either formally request a meeting with someone of high status and reputation, or force a confrontation by breaking down the entrance and entering, or sneaking in and meeting their face. If not even that, you will have to look at their cold corpse.

By the way, when the incident happened, I planned to sneakily kidnap her and jump into the dungeon.

The woman who likes to stand out will be standing at the very front, so I’m planning to surprise her from behind and rush into the dungeon while holding her in my arms.

The basics of this plan haven’t changed even now, but with the arrival of Carl and Erin, I’ve been able to say a word to the Magic Apostle.

Even though the result will be kidnapping anyway, I can at least prepare myself mentally now.

“Nia. Please.”

– Yeah! Leave it to me!

The fairy, who had flown into the sky at Karl’s request, wandered around the square, attracting attention.

At first, people were puzzled by the sight of the fairy, but when the fairy approached some children and smiled and played many mischievous pranks, everyone realized that she was a being from a fairy tale.

The fairy, who seemed to enjoy the attention that was gradually gathering, flew around for a while, and only returned with a look of regret after Karl called her.

– I wanted to play a little more.

“Haha. It’s just getting started.”

– Is that so?

As Karl smiled and pulled out his wooden sword, the fairy grinned and took her place above his head.

A fairy dances, jumping around on the sword dance implemented using the aesthetic sense that Erin received from the crow.

The fairytale-like spectacle created by one knight and one fairy brings the fragrance of flowers to a square filled with only man-made structures.

Like other audience members, I was watching the two dance, but after hearing my grandfather’s words, I blended in with the crowd.

And among the many wizards, he grabbed the wrist of a woman whose eyes were shining.

She turned her head, her purple hair shaking as she flinched, the corners of her mouth trembling.

“Hey kid. I…”

The moment her gaze fell on me, she lifted her hood slightly and showed me her face.

“…A girl from the art school?”

You have a keen eye. You knew it was the same person the moment you saw me. I guess my appearance is so unique that it’s impossible to mistake me.

“Hello. Loser’s pup.”

“What?”

“Why don’t you know what’s happening under your feet? It looks like a log with nothing sticking out, so what’s blocking it?”

As I looked back and forth between my chest and buttocks and laughed, the magic apostle raised his face and reached out his hand.

My movements have slowed down. I’ve been sitting on a chair studying all day, so this is how I ended up like this.

I don’t know why that magic god author abandoned our Joy and chose this lazy bitch.

I easily avoided the apostle’s hand, stuck my tongue out, and hid in the crowd with a smile.

*

The wizard Nevera, who was an apostle of the God of Magic and held a position of respect second only to the Emperor in the Magic Empire, gritted his teeth as he recalled the girl he had met around lunchtime today.

I knew who that kid was.

A beautiful girl who has been depicted without fail on the accessories of art schools recently.

The beautiful child, who was said to have been modeled after a goddess by an apostle of the church, had a mysterious charm like that of a fairy.

Nevera opened her eyes wide, wondering if she was possessed by something, but the girl shattered all the mystery with her next words.

‘Hello. Loser’s underling.’

Loser.

Nevera quickly figured out what this meant.

It is a word that insults one’s own god, who, despite having the status of god of magic in the past mythical era, was attacked by the great wizard Erginus.

I couldn’t not know.

From the moment the Fairy Forest was restored and the past being known as Erginus became the God of Darkness, the God of Magic said that it was time to avenge the humiliation.

As a sorcerer and a believer in the God of Magic, Nevera sought to rectify the authority of the God of Magic.

I wanted to make sure that people would never again say that I was inferior to Erginus.

Nevera considers herself a devout believer.

Even if the God of Magic had not sought revenge, Nevera would have gone to Erginus alone and declared that she would ‘avenge the past humiliation.’

Because she was like that, I couldn’t forget the word ‘loser’ that she spat out in a voice as beautiful as the melody of a music box.

However, separate from the anger that gripped her mind, Nevera felt a sense of discomfort at what had just happened.

Why did that kid come to insult me?

Looking at the situation before and after, it seemed like the knight who dealt with fairies and the woman who was protected by the goddess were also with the boy, so calling me out to draw attention like that was just an insult?

It’s so inefficient.

‘Why don’t you know what’s happening under your feet?’

I guess Balchi means this city.

You don’t know what’s going on here?

Nevera, who habitually thought that it couldn’t be, shook her head and got up.

“Secretary. Please bring everyone who is currently in the church. There is something I need to check right away.”

Her personal secretary immediately bowed her head without saying a word to her overbearing command.

“Ah. Wait a minute. I have something to ask you before you go.”

“What is it?”

“…Am I that much of a log?”

The secretary, who heard the question after much hesitation, opened her mouth and couldn’t give an answer.

“That. Apostle.”

“No. You’re talking nonsense. Go and get the others. Forget the question I just asked.”

“The apostle said she was an attractive enough woman.”

“Shut up and move quickly! Now!”

Nevera ordered the people of the church to investigate the various parts of the city and report anything that seemed strange.

Those who knew about the various magics that protected the city wondered what Nevera was worried about, but Nevera suppressed all such opinions with her authority.

After some time had passed, the other wizards realized that Nevera’s worries were right.

A dangerous atmosphere lurked beneath the city’s surface.

The wizards were surprised by the existence of an energy that did not exist until a few days ago, and while analyzing the energy, they praised Nevera’s foresight, but Nevera’s expression, who was the person in question, had rotted.

How did that girl notice something that even I, who was involved in every part of the city, didn’t notice?

…Come to think of it, there was a rumor about the child in the painting at the school.

The child depicted on the art school’s ornaments is actually a knight who serves the great god, not a goddess.

I think her name was… Lucy Allen.

Daughter of Benedict Allen.

A rascal who creates countless rumors.

Recently, I heard that he was relatively better after being influenced by the saint.

If that child had intentionally conveyed this message to me, wouldn’t it be safe to assume that it was delivered through the saint?

Tsk. It’s annoying, but I guess I should be thankful. If it weren’t for that kid, we would have been taken down by that spirit without any preparation.

Of course, aside from this, there will be a price to pay for calling the God of Magic a loser.

If I don’t correct it, my God will suffer humiliation again.

“A dungeon will appear. Judging by the total amount of energy, the difficulty of the dungeon is…”

“At least Class A. It seems like it would be difficult for us to handle on our own.”

“Ask the Imperial Knights for support. Also the nobles in this area. The Imperial Knights like to fight in a stalemate, so we should hold out for two days with the power in this area. Contact the church that gave you the keys?”

“Support seems difficult. I heard from the priest that the current situation of the church is in disarray.”

“Did the Pope fall for the temptation of the evil god Agra?”

“Yes. It’s hard to believe, but.”

“If it were someone else, I wouldn’t know. If the saint said so, it would be true. She is not the type to lie to harm others.”

If it’s difficult to seek help from the church, you may want to try reaching out to other sources.

The top priority is to hold out while clearing out the monsters inside the dungeon until the Imperial Knights arrive.

No matter what happens, we must prevent the runaway from happening.

When monsters start coming out of the dungeon gate, this city.

Nevera clenched his hands tightly as he recalled the village that had been swept away by waves of monsters in the distant past, and prepared to risk his life.

Oh, exalted and merciful God of Magic, please grant me courage and wisdom.

The afternoon after staying up all night preparing for disaster.

The square where fairies had been flying around and giving us awe until yesterday has disappeared, and in its place has been a huge hole with no end in sight.

“How long do you think it will be before the dungeon appears above ground?”

“Based on previous experience, half a day should be enough.”

“Half a day. It goes by so fast.”

“You’ll need to organize the number of people who will enter the dungeon in advance. First, you’ll need to get support from those who will be in charge of the exploration.”

Nevera swallowed her words for a moment and tried to appear calm.

“They are going to die.”

“It must be an honorable death.”

Nevera, who had swallowed the words that he would be at the forefront, pondered what he should promise to those who would be in charge of the search.

“Huhhhh.”

It was then that a girl’s laughter was heard from next to the hole.

Neve turned his head at the sound of a voice piercing into his ear like the chirping of a bird and saw a hooded girl with red hair fluttering as she stepped forward.

A girl follows the love of the earth into the sky.

“No!”

Neve, who had reflexively jumped out, grabbed the girl’s hand and tried to use magic to lift the two of their bodies.

However, the magic was not activated.

Something unknown to Nevera was blocking her magic.

“Caught.”

Amidst the shouts of many people coming from behind, he came across the playful laughter of a girl named Nevera.

“…what are you?”

“A cute girl who likes the sloppy pedophile sooo much.”

Surprisingly, I felt a warm divinity beyond her smile.