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To conclude, the society of the gods is not much different from that of humans.

There are bad guys and good guys, weird guys and old-fashioned guys, weak guys and strong guys. It’s not just a story about personal tendencies.

The way they live is the same.

There is a clear hierarchical relationship among the gods, and there is bound to be a representative being that encompasses numerous gods.

To put it simply, you can think of it as a company.

There are gods in charge of martial arts such as swordsmanship, spearmanship, etc., and the god of martial arts is their representative.

There are many categories under the god of nature, and under the god of magic, and under the goddess of no answers, which I call the pervert crow, there are many, many.

If we compare it to a company, wouldn’t a pervert like that be the president of an affiliate company?

So there is no need to convince all the gods.

If you can convince the gods who are at the top, those below them will naturally follow.

Maybe even more obedient than humans.

God is a conceptual being. You can’t tell someone higher than you to eat shit.

It’s a terrible world where quitting your job means death. It seems like the status of God isn’t all that great.

“Lucidaaa!”

I hit the face of the pervert who was rushing at me, and he spun around in the air a few times before landing cleanly on the ground.

“It’s hot! It hurts! So good! It feels real!”

As you can see from his lack of even the most basic decency, the pervert has now handed over his personality to the crow.

Because I’m not ready to go to the place where the divinity resides yet.

I’m thinking of persuading you like this as a stopgap measure.

And now I think it was a good thing.

If the opponent is a pervert, you can use violence without worry.

“Calm down, you slut. What do you think your apostle is thinking?”

“You’d say you’re good at it, right? Our apostles also like to touch Lucy!”

“…There really is no answer.”

Even Ganshu shook his head and gave up on persuading me, so I called out my last resort. Papa! Catch that guy!

“Let’s talk first.”

Even though the crow had been subdued by Benedict, a smile still appeared on her lips.

“Benedict Allen! I really like you too! You looked so cool on the front lines!”

“I’m glad you liked it. But I’d like to get to the main point.”

“Okay, okay. Okay. But tell Frete something nice. Tell Apostle that you want to be a cool god.”

The thought that I should just wear a mask until the end came to mind, but I thought there was no point in arguing about it, so I just let it go.

“So, Lord Apostle, how can you possibly embrace even the weakest gods? I will grant your request if it is reasonable, but I would still like to hear the details.”

When I recited what happened in the game as I had imagined it, the crow’s expression turned serious.

“It’s an interesting idea, but would it be possible to persuade them? There must be many religions that hold grudges against the church you gave them.”

“You idiots should do your best. You were the ones who clung to me, sobbing, not wanting to disappear. You should be thankful you didn’t get kicked out.”

The crow nodded easily, even though it was tempting to hear the sarcastic tone.

“That’s not wrong. If it’s the church that the apostles and saints are at the head of, we will gladly show tolerance, so we will do our best to go beyond that.”

“…Why are you pretending to be normal?”

“What are you talking about? I’m always so majestic?”

The crow goddess left, asking the perverted apostle to explain again.

‘I’m not the only one who’s anxious, right? Grandpa, you’re feeling something strange too!?’

You’re on the smart side among the birds, right!?

What are you trying to do?

How are you going to do something perverted?

“Miss. Excuse me for a moment.”

I was about to reply with “I understand” after seeing Erin’s polite greeting, but when I saw her eyes slightly widen, I took out my mace.

“You pervert crow bitch. Don’t you have any pride?”

“You’ve already been caught? You’re quick-witted. But that doesn’t matter!”

I hesitated as I watched the crow approaching Erin’s body, and then I quickly climbed onto Benedick’s shoulder. Back off! You evil thing! Turn Erin’s body around!

“Benedict. I think it would be appreciated if you backed off.”

“You can knock me down, Goddess.”

“I’ll draw five versions of a picture of Lucy smiling brightly while calling her Papa.”

For a moment, Benedict’s shoulders flinched, but he shook his head at my stinging gaze.

“Do I look like I can be persuaded by that?”“A Lucy doll with the line “Papa Fighting!” is also possible.”

“…That. To that extent.”

“Okay. Okay. I’ll make Lucy a dress that she’ll wear for her coming-of-age ceremony. I swear in the name of God, it’ll be fantastic.”

Benedict seemed to be flirting, so she tugged at his earlobe. Only then did Benedict yell that no amount of flirting would be enough.

“I’m sorry to hear that you firmly refuse, but I have no choice. Okay. I’ll respect your wishes.”

“…Thank you.”

“And what I suggested was already agreed upon with Erin. I hoped she would just accept it, but unfortunately, her fatherly love was stronger.”

The crow that had been laughing playfully closed its eyes and when it opened them again, Erin’s eyes returned to normal.

I was nervous that the pervert crow might be playing a prank again, but I was relieved to see Erin only showing politeness rather than perversion.

“Hey, you piece of shit. Why did you give your body to that crow bitch?”

“It was my intention to pay off my debt to God, but it seems that it worked out well since the Goddess seems to be sorry.”

“Are you stupid? Even if you don’t do anything stupid, that crow bitch will still beg me?”

“I’m helpless. I wanted to help you in this way, but I guess I’ve gone too far.”

It was uncomfortable to see Erin bow her head and say sorry.

Eventually, I sighed and told her to tell me in advance the next time she does something stupid like that, then patted her on the head.

“You’re really stupid. If you told me not to do your hair, I’d go crazy. Why are you bowing your head?”

“You should use such weapons at more important moments.”

Erin’s tone, which did not sound even a little respectful, made me realize that she had not taken control of the mansion for nothing.

“Pfft. I like your attitude. Alright. You sloppy Erin. I’ll tell you something particularly funny. About the dark history of crows.”

“Interesting. I’ll listen, Miss.”

As I continued to speak, I pushed all my protests to one side, as the blue window kept popping up with each word I uttered.

It’s so much fun to unilaterally beat an opponent who can’t resist!

*

After the fight, Joey and Nevera easily reconciled.

In the end, they were just two people who fought over who was better than the other. Since the two people who were the main culprits left to argue, there was no reason for them to fight.

So the two of them had a serious discussion about magic while waiting for Erginus to return.

Joy asked about several magical theories that she didn’t quite understand, and Nevera asked about theories that dealt with the power of the gods.

In either case, since the content was close to the extreme of magic, it was a bonus that no one around them understood it.

“That’s a violent theory, as befitting Erginus. Power is just a phenomenon.”

“There is no fault in the theory revised by the God of Magic. He is truly magic itself.”

As a result, the two people who had been at odds naturally began to respect each other, and Erginus returned.

Erginus, who was very angry and grumbling even though he didn’t know what they were talking about, finally cleared his throat after seeing Joy and Nevera’s gaze.

“After everything is over, we decided to fight with all our might. Until then, it seems difficult to say what the conclusion is.”

“…Lord Erginus. Did you lose?”

“Disciple! Is your master so untrustworthy!? That’s just making the stubborn author angry!”

Joy wondered what kind of heated discussion had taken place, but Erginus did not answer.

“Where is Yeong-ae, the one who knows better? I have to tell her what that old man thinks.”“You came looking for me as soon as you got here, did you miss me that much?”

“You’re better than that old fart with the title of God.”

“Hey. I should tell the chicken queen. She’s sick of you already.”

“Such slander is troublesome.”

Erginus, who had been laughing at Lucy’s playful laughter, told about the conversation he had had before his fight with the God of Magic.

*

“The God of Magic intends to agree to your plan.”

“Why? Surely that kid isn’t a pedophile, right?”

“I can’t say for sure, but I don’t think so. The reason he declared that he would cooperate with you is because you are the most rational and efficient person. A stubborn old man evaluates everything as a possibility.”

So you’re saying that since I seem to have the best chance of winning, you’re going to invest in me. That’s reasonable.

If you had revolted clumsily, I would have brought up all kinds of dark history.

Not only when I lost to Erginus, but also all the times I dug myself up afterwards.

Cheers. It’s a shame, but we have no choice but to let it go. There’s no need to threaten someone who wants to cooperate.

No.

“Hey. Hey. You nerd. I know a lot of fun things.”

“…Is this about that old fart?”

“Yeah. A kid with no sense of camaraderie showed me something interesting. Why, out of all the islands in the North Sea…”

“Oh my gosh!”

I turned my head in surprise when Nevera suddenly screamed, and saw her gasping for breath and screaming at me.

“I said I would cooperate! I said I would follow your will, so what’s the problem!”

The corners of my mouth naturally went up as I saw his face turn bright red and his blood vessels rise.

Hehe. Hehe.

It looks like it’ll taste like teasing.

Let’s play with it for a bit.