The Outer God Needs Warmth – Chapter 152

That day, after the afternoon class ended, I parted ways with Victoria.

Victoria was moving with enthusiasm, saying she wouldn’t give up on her dream and would try various things.

After parting with me, she immediately went to the faculty office and consulted with a teacher. And with that teacher’s introduction, she went to a teacher who teaches clockwork knight subjects, whom she hadn’t met yet.

That teacher also listened to what Victoria wanted and said he would let her do what she wanted to do.

Both teachers, like true educators, are supporting a student who is working hard for her dream.

Not pretense, but real.

How disappointing.

Isn’t it too clean for the Royal Academy?

Isn’t it common for teachers in a school that basically nobles enter to discriminate or not work unless it’s their own business?

But they are seriously listening to and counseling students’ concerns.

I don’t know if it’s because kindness comes from a full barn, or if what Victoria did is a reason to treat her well, but there are no bad people.

She’s finding her way surprisingly smoothly.

It’s a strange world.

You shouldn’t be too kind.

As far as I know, for human society to develop, a lot of ground-up corpses are needed.

There have always been victims, and I believe that will never disappear.

And those discarded victims will give me warmth.

As time passes, as the times develop, the victims will increase more.

I hope it’s not a world where the formula I know doesn’t apply.

Ah, of course, I don’t mean that people become more evil. If there are bad people, there are also good people.

Even if the ratio is the same, if the total amount is different, the warmth that can be obtained is different, right?

If the world hadn’t broken when I was contained too much, everyone would have become harvesters and given warmth. I would have obtained warmth without anyone being discarded.

The first world almost succeeded.

But how can you predict that the world will break if there are too many harvesters?

So I restrained myself in the second world.

I restrained myself so much that the number of harvesters didn’t exceed a hundred, and eventually I was driven out of that world. Of course, it wasn’t all loss, but personally, it’s a failure. A real failure.

So in the third world, I’m going to move a little more actively.

Above all, religion has been almost cut out of this world. People now believe in reason and technology instead of God, and they draw a future where they can create a better world using that.

In other words, there’s a high possibility that there will be no one to hinder me like the Holy Religion in the first world or Kunlun in the second world, or they won’t be able to use their power.

That’s very good.

But I’m not spreading harvesters. At least not right now.

For now, I’ll only give to those who want it.

Instead, I’m using another method.

I now have close to ten thousand harvesters. In other words, it means I have many individuals to send my memories to.

The memories from the first world aren’t very useful. Of course, I obtained the entire world, and there are some suitable technologies among them.

But they don’t compare to the memories of the Great Kraken and the Primordial Heavenly Lord obtained in the second world.

The Great Kraken’s civilization is, to put it crudely, centered on hero units, so all powerful technologies require that much mental and physical ability. It means they’re techniques that can’t be used unless you’re a superhuman.

But not all of them are useless.

The Great Kraken has all the memories of the times when he gradually developed.

All the memories from when he was once a simple fishperson, to when he became a god and completely dominated one world and invaded another world. From the beginning to the time when he rose to the highest.

The first part can be used usefully, I mean.

Especially if it’s a world where technology is moderately developed.

The Primordial Heavenly Lord’s memories are similar, but many things were created by combining powers with other immortals. In other words, it means the Primordial Heavenly Lord doesn’t have all the information either.

I can’t understand even the early technologies at all. But as I distribute them, someone who understands will appear.

After pondering which one would be better, I decided to divide them in half and insert slices of the Great Kraken’s memories on one side and the Primordial Heavenly Lord’s memories on the other side.

While I’m at it, I’ll put the One-Stroke Heavenly Demon Divine Technique into everyone. Although those who learn it won’t be able to become the heavenly demon, it will be helpful.

There’s a minor problem that memories don’t enter at all for people with strong will, but how many people would have that much self-esteem?

Hehe.

It will have to wait for several decades, but it will surely bloom brilliantly.

I know.

There was a world where the Holocaust, not massacre, emerged at the end of pursuing pure reason.

Massacre is killing people, but Holocaust is clearing away objects. It happened extremely rationally and routinely.

The law said it was the right thing to do, and people thought it was a moral thing they had to do.

Deleting a race was a good deed.

Therefore, the law is not necessarily something that must be followed, and not everything done with good intentions is right.

They fulfilled their duty and caused a terrible event that would change the era.

In a world where the standard of morality that relied on the absolute existence called God has been broken, how quickly will something similar happen?

This is my investment plan.

For harsh technology to devour humanity before human culture catches up.

I returned to my lodging and finely divided the memories, sending the necessary parts to the harvesters living in this world.

Of course, I’m constantly sending techniques to summon me to the harvesters in other worlds.

But any technique to summon me basically requires economies of scale, so… I should try without expecting much.

* * *

Hmm.

It would have been nice if time flowed smoothly like this.

“How is it? Are you doing well at the Royal Academy?”

Sorindiges openly came to the Royal Academy and took me to a guest room in the royal palace.

Yes, the prince of this country. He even brought me at the time when my classes ended.

If you analyze the whispers at that time, since Sorindiges also attends the Royal Academy, strictly speaking, it’s correct that he brought me on his way home from school.

I didn’t know because I wasn’t interested.

I expected King Hypion to be the next harvester, so I didn’t pay attention to Sorindiges.

Sorindiges also never visited me in the royal palace. I thought I wouldn’t meet him for a very long time because he wasn’t interested in me, but what business could he have?

First, I nodded in response to his question.

“Yes.”

Then he smiled bitterly.

“It seems you’re not adapting very well, both in the palace and here. If you’re having trouble because the place you’re living is burdensome, tell me. I will never forget the favor of waking her up.”

* * *

Oh?

Gratitude and concern are evident in his expression. Was not visiting in the palace consideration?

Come to think of it, on the first day. No one said anything when I returned late to my lodging. The attitude is too soft to be called breeding or confinement.

Hmm…?

Let’s recall my behavior in the palace and what I’m doing here.

Sitting still without doing anything.

Yes.

In a way, it might not be seen as sitting still because of extreme tension or stress.

This body doesn’t have an original owner, and it’s not even human, so there’s no need for separate exercise…

The Dormiens royal family surprisingly doesn’t seem to have any intention of collecting or using me. Isn’t a royal family supposed to be a place where conspiracies and schemes dance?

Even if Aurora doesn’t know because she was raised preciously, it’s strange that the family relationships are good.

“I’m fine.”

Honestly, I don’t want anything right now. But here, I’ll leave the right to receive help for the future.

“If I really need something, I’ll ask for it.”

It’s a flattering expression, but if I only speak the truth without lying from now on, this statement becomes a simple fact.

It means I really requested help because I needed it.

It’s okay if they don’t listen then. It’s enough to have gained the opportunity of a request rather than not being able to speak at all.

Sorindiges nodded.

“Alright. Feel free to speak up. Especially if anything strange happens, immediately tell a teacher or knight.”

There, I saw a faint killing intent along with guilt passing by. In other words, this sentence is implying that something will happen.

Strange things will happen, the target is someone who arouses killing intent, and it means they’re using me as bait.

I wondered if there was such a thing, then I remembered the moment I turned Aurora into a harvester.

There was a very weak resistance at that time.

It can be inferred that someone made Aurora like that, and the Dormiens royal family couldn’t catch that person.

And that someone is likely to approach me.

Then the perspective changes slightly. Leaving me free isn’t simple consideration, but making it easy for someone to attack.

The culprit who made Aurora like that.

The witch who cursed the Dormiens royal family.

No one knows where they are, but if they know the curse is broken, there’s a high possibility they’ll come to deal with it.

It means they intend to use me as bait to catch them then.

Phew.

That’s a relief.

I really thought this world was full of only good people. I was worried there might only be something wearing human shells, not people.

It seems people are all the same after all.

Even a king is someone who can use a person with no relation to him as an experimental subject without hesitation.

I thought it was just the king, but the prince is such a person too. No, everyone is like that. Oneself. People around oneself have higher priority. People outside of that should be later.

If the ranks are the same, that person is either uninterested in the world or a lunatic.

“Yes. I’ll do that if I’m in danger.”

After I answered like that, Sorindiges nodded seemingly satisfied, finished the drink he had placed in front when he called me, pushed the snacks towards me, and waited.

I also finished the drink out of courtesy and ate a few snacks. End.

When I put down my hands, Sorindiges nodded satisfactorily and called someone to take me outside.

This is the royal palace, so someone accompanies you when you move.

I follow that person out of the palace. And after leaving the palace, I get into a car parked in front, and the car starts smoothly.

And soon I can see the castle walls and gates through the window.

After passing that, a wall with barbed wire appears. After passing through a place where that is arranged in 3 layers, there’s the Royal Academy.

Of course, there’s a wide garden, so it takes a while before the building appears.

The royal palace and the Royal Academy are as good as attached. So the prince is likely to commute to and from the royal palace.

Because this person visited Aurora yesterday too.

So I thoughtlessly thought he had graduated from or wasn’t attending the Royal Academy, but that wasn’t the case.

For reference, there’s also Aurora’s older sister and Sorindiges’s younger sister, but she’s attending a school abroad, so she saw Aurora briefly when she woke up and left for abroad again.

She’s the woman who clung to Aurora’s pants saying she wouldn’t leave now that Aurora was better, so she’s not particularly ostracized in the palace. Because at that time, Sorindiges was nodding his head saying he understood that feeling while watching that sight.

Their relationship isn’t bad either.

In other words, it seems difficult to cause severe royal fights right now…

It’s too solid.

I’ll just have to look forward to Aurora and Aurora’s children.

As I was organizing my thoughts like that.

I arrived at the place where I’m staying.