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2 a.m.

A city in the northwest. Burgh.

A dungeon appears on the outskirts of the territory.

It was a faster movement than the Lord’s apostle had anticipated, but since he had already been preparing, he quickly moved to respond.

Then at 3am.

Kotor in the east.

A dungeon appears on the coast.

People were surprised by the timing that was different from the apostle’s prophecy, but the personnel who had been guarding the place came out and started basic situation management.

And at 3:30 in the morning.

A dungeon appears in the ruins of Trier.

Damage occurred to those who were unable to evacuate in time.

The chaos caused by the collapse of the ruins continued for some time before finally calming down.

In addition, the chaos that suddenly began in the middle of the night left people confused until the sun rose.

Starting with the embarrassment of the fact that the apostle of the Lord who had never made a mistake before made a mistake, the various damages caused by not being prepared for the dungeon raid, the differences of opinion between the locals and the command center, and even the sudden appearance of evil beings.

That night brought fear to the people that the age of myth was approaching.

Many people were talking about the imminent resurrection of the evil spirit, and even the information department of Caria, which was in charge of organically connecting each region, thought that something had changed.

No one could have imagined it.

All that chaos was just a waste of time, and the real purpose of whoever created the chaos was to quietly invade a certain city.

The Pope, who entered Aln’s territory, leisurely inspected the city.

Despite the chaos on the continent, peace reigned in Aln’s territory.

People went about their daily lives without much worry, soldiers patrolling the city were more concerned with maintaining order than with being vigilant, and when a merchant reported the chaos outside, the residents only exclaimed in admiration and did not seriously worry about the future.

It was proof that the faith in the Lord was that strong.

I think it would be okay to say that this part is worthy of being called the city where the apostle of the Lord was born.

“But I don’t like the other parts because they are too ordinary. What is this, the birthplace of the apostle?”

“…Old lady. What on earth do you want?”

“At the very least, there should be statues honoring him all over the city. Also, wherever he walked, there should be signs engraved and murals painted on the walls…”

“That’s not what someone who came here to turn this city into a mess should say.”

“Hmm. Is that so?”

Despite Rasha’s words, the Pope still could not shake off his dissatisfaction.

The city showed no respect whatsoever for those who protected it.

These subjects, who were responsible for one axis of the apostle’s unfortunate past, showed no repentance at all.

“Shall we make a bigger fuss than we planned?”

“I don’t know about the others, but if Benedict and the knights come running, I wouldn’t be able to handle it alone, right?”

“That part will be fine. He is too mentally weak to be the father of the apostle of the Lord.”

“I don’t like that kind of approach. I want to have a proper fight with that guy.”

Even though the two people were raising their voices openly, no one around them noticed them.

Because Agra’s power ended the existence of the two, people were unaware that the two existed.

The Pope and Rasha arrived at a graveyard located in a corner of Aln’s territory without any disturbance.

“Are you really going to do it?”

“Yes. That’s why I came.”

“That doesn’t seem like something someone who believes in God would do.”

“It’s a necessary ordeal. The apostle needs a little more story. A story that everyone can sympathize with.”

I can’t deny that there is a bit of personal desire involved, but it is absolutely necessary.

For my purpose to be fulfilled and for the one and only world of God to come, the apostle must also be given the appropriate authority.

Ah. Really. I don’t want to do this, but I have to do it.

The Pope stepped into the cemetery with the corners of his lips raised and he walked inward and inward as if he were possessed by something.

It was no use even though Rasha was nearby and said something was strange.

The Pope, who had been heading inward without a plan, stopped only after arriving in front of Aln’s tomb.

“Ha.”

A smile appears on his lips.

“Hahaha.”

He is overcome with such passionate emotions that the strength he was handling is disrupted.

“Hahahahahaha!”

The laughter that broke through the power made the entire graveyard cry.

“Hey, old lady! Are you crazy?!”

“Ah! But how can you not laugh when you see this!”

“What nonsense are you talking about.”

“That’s it. Those of you who are aiming for my neck around here? You can come out. There’s no reason for me to be here anymore.”

As the Pope looks around, grinning, the knights begin to appear one by one.

And in the middle of it all was Benedict Allen. He was a monster holding a greatsword that only the strongest knight on the continent could wield.

“What are you doing here?”

“I don’t think you’re asking because you don’t know, but I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll answer. I was trying to wake up your wife. I wonder what kind of expression the apostle would make then.”

Before Benedict could finish speaking, Rasha blocked him as he rushed towards him.

Her arms, trembling with veins showing, proved that Benedict’s sword was too much of a burden, but Rasha’s face was filled with joy.

“But there was one thing I didn’t know. I never thought there would be anything here.”

So it was a waste of time from the start.

It would have been pointless to cause a fuss and suffer all sorts of losses.

Of course, it’s rewarding now.

Because I happened to see something interesting here.

“Benedict Allen. How much do you know?”

Benedict didn’t answer and swung his sword again.

“Hey. Look at me. Me.”

That sword was also blocked by Rasha.

“To the apostle. Hmm. Even if you knew, you wouldn’t have told him anything. Because you’re weak. ”

Other knights run after the lord, but no matter how many times they run, the distance does not get closer.

A race that has no end is destined to continue forever.

“Good. Good. I love the fact that I didn’t have to do anything. Ah. On the other hand, I regret not trusting the Lord’s apostle. He would have been perfect even without me interfering.”

The price of suspicion was by no means light. He had already consumed a considerable amount of the power of the evil spirit by causing unnecessary commotion, and it seemed that he would be wasting his power in various ways here as well.

The darkness that suddenly falls on the world frees the knights from their bonds, bringing an end to it.

A sword that cut through a graveyard that would otherwise have stretched endlessly flew towards the Pope.

And in another place, a gray fox.

The roots of trees on the ground.

Above are the wolf’s fangs.

In the distance, a magic bullet is flying towards your head.

The Pope, having confirmed all of this, died once with a hollow laugh and then rose again.

“Okay. Everyone. It seems like you’re trying your best to kill me, but it’s probably pointless. I can’t die.”

Eliminating the end is not the same as simply gaining immortality. It’s a conceptual issue.

“Whatever you think, it’s probably something I or some archmage has tried in the past.”

The Pope felt this deeply in the past. If he had not found salvation, he would probably still be wandering like he did then.

“I will play to suit you, if only to let you know him. So please have a good time.”

The Pope bowed his head respectfully to those who came to kill him, and once again engraved the tomb of Aln in his eyes.

The stigmata engraved there.

*

The chaos that suddenly began shook the continent, but the situation itself was easily resolved.

I don’t know if it’s because they made the dungeon in a hurry, but it was much more sloppy than I thought.

It was to the point where I thought something like that might come out if I changed the game’s difficulty to kid mode.

Thanks to that, the whole situation was resolved in less than half a day.

It was good up to this point.

Maybe it was because I resolved the situation so quickly, but my reputation ended up rising even higher.

To put it simply, things got worse.

“…You’re so persistent. You fucking old man.”

“I wonder if it would be okay to call the king of a country like that.”

“It’s okay to call trash that sticks to girls like this.”

After shaking off the king of a small country who told me to have a cup of tea and go, I returned home, stretched, and looked up at the sky.

Why did the Pope do such an inefficient thing?

It’s too much of a drain to just embarrass me.

Those disasters could have been used to make things even more threatening.

If this had happened just before they were completed, the damage would have been greater.

…there would have been more victims.

As I chewed my lips with that thought, it soon became clear what the Pope’s purpose was.

Also how obsessed that guy is with me.

“It looks like I missed it in the end. I used all the moves I had prepared, but I guess I didn’t die.”

As I quietly listened to what Caria had to say, I let out a sigh of relief, but at the same time, I decided to give that son of a bitch a piece of shit.

No, fuck.

What kind of crazy bastard would dig up someone else’s parent’s grave!?

The child who has done that is called a dog!

How can a kid who believes in God do something like that with such a straight face?!

“But since the consumption was high, we won’t be able to create variables for a while. So let’s do what we can in the meantime. There’s not much left, right?”

The resurrection of the devil.

Seeing Caria’s smile, I smiled back at her.

“Ha. You know even if the lady doesn’t natter?”

“Thank goodness you don’t seem discouraged.”

“In the end, that pervert just ran away without being able to do anything? It was such a sloppy ending that I couldn’t help but laugh.”

In the end, there were no problems. I did get a fever, but only to that extent?

“Haha. That’s typical of an employer.”

“…What does that mean, ma’am.”

“It literally means that.”

“Have I been too nice to you lately? Huh?”

“Ah. Rather than that, Mr. Employer, pay attention to the saintess.”

“What is that?”

“People who are impatient easily fall.”

I felt a strange sense of unease at Caria’s words that she could cut off important matters on her own, but that she could not appease people’s hearts.