Urrr! Kill the Evil Spirit! Urrr!

The Enchantment of the Fallen layer is a layer of fanaticism.

However, in truth, there’s no powerful spell that can plunge a sane human into fanaticism.

Even if such a large-scale, wide-area spell or magic existed, the resource expenditure would be too severe. Considering the contract method of drawing energy from hell with minimal cost, it would be an absurd waste.

However, it is true that a very simple, low-resource wide-area formula is spread throughout the entire layer.

“The formula-installed-in-the-Enchantment-of-the-Fallen-layer-is-the-spell-of-passion.”

Valet said.

Spell of passion, what is that?

“Huh, it sounds like a very positive and good formula?”

“The-initial-formula-developer-must-have-created-the-formula-with-good-intentions.”

“With good intentions? Does that mean it’s not used with good intentions now?”

“This-formula-is-usually-a-welfare-level-magic-formula-used by-mega-corp-employees-who-work-18-hours-a-day-to-prevent-their concentration-from wavering.”

What.

…18 hours of labor a day?

“Executors-also-use it-frequently. It-has-the-effect-of-making-you-feel-as-if-you’ve-slept-even-if-you-haven’t-slept.”

This world also has 24 hours in a day.

Even if the real sun and moon cannot be seen in the Ark, the Artificial Sun accurately keeps 24 hours.

It sounds like something grand, but the spell of passion is just a formula that unconsciously pushes concentration or motivation.

It cannot interfere with human consciousness, nor can it control someone or make them perform predetermined commands like a machine legion.

“Formula-installation is-simple and-resource-consumption is low.”

Side effects?

Of course, they exist.

It gives the feeling that fatigue is relieved and passion can be poured out, but it doesn’t actually relieve the body’s fatigue.

There may be some delayed fatigue or mental exhaustion for the individual, but since when has a cruel mega corp cared about such things?

And even more heartless than that mega corp is the central administration.

“The-Enchantment-of-the-Fallen layer-is-closer to-a-collaborative-art-piece-created-by-the-central-administration.”

First, a simple, low-consumption wide-area formula called the spell of passion is spread throughout the entire layer.

Then, the Ancient God Hunting Department released a large number of faith-starved old gods, nameless false gods, and divinities that had lost their divine status and degenerated into the level of monsters or urban legends into the Enchantment of the Fallen layer.

These beings feed on the faith of humans, and as much as they are affected by the spell of passion, the gods become very eager to live rather than obediently accepting death.

So, naturally, these false gods seduced and tempted humans, and sometimes terrified them.

Incredibly, those who come to the Enchantment of the Fallen layer are usually not ordinary people.

Those who have no money, have committed crimes, are being chased by someone, or have lost their jobs.

Most of them are people who have agreed to the immigration policy to the Enchantment of the Fallen layer for unavoidable reasons, and those with gaps in their reality and minds accept fanaticism very naturally.

Even if there are people with no or few gaps, it doesn’t matter.

The spell of passion cast throughout the layer makes people focus on something.

Or makes them pour out their passion.

And, coincidentally, the Enchantment of the Fallen layer is teeming with countless false gods like a pack of dogs.

Unless they are high-ranking Awakened, ordinary people cannot help but be seduced by the ‘proselytizing activities’ of those false gods, including fear and temptation, to gain faith.

“-Thus, all-the residents-living in this-layer become fanatics-or have a mind-equivalent to it. Sira eats-the karma of-those-immersed in fanaticism-and erases-their past-misdeeds and suffering-then the person who has become normal-quickly falls-into new fanaticism-again.”

“Then should we hack the entire layer and destroy the spell of passion?”

“That formula is not-illegal. Even if-the central administration-were to disclose-or be caught-it would simply-spout excuses-that it’s just-a welfare-level augmentation formula-for the residents-of the layer.”

In reality, the spell of passion itself is not an illegal or bad formula.

It’s just that the central administration and the false gods here are creating a strange synergy, triggering a madness and fanaticism synergy throughout the layer.

“Then the method of eliminating the false gods that I mentioned at the beginning is ultimately correct!”

Now that the course of action has been decided, it’s time to act~!

There’s no time to hesitate!

Alice immediately shouted to the executor legion guarding Sira.

“Ah- Overseer Alice is broadcasting.”

It was simple for all the executors to broadcast, having received mechanical prosthesis surgery.

Theresa hacks into the executor line and slams her voice into it.

At first, the executors were flustered by the sudden interference with their unique executor line, but they soon realized that it was Alice and were relieved.

The executors here generally feel sorry for Sira, and even have a strong desire to help Sira escape, so they were surprised, thinking that a supervisor directly dispatched from the central administration had appeared when a new voice suddenly broke into the line.

“From now on, all executors except for the minimum force to guard Sira will follow me. I’ll put a location marker on the line, so make sure you all follow without exception… Ah, please come fully armed. If you have any divinity-killing weapons, be sure to equip them. That’s all.”

After some time passed, all the executor legion gathered.

Even though it’s called an executor legion, the number isn’t that large.

Including Valet, there are a total of 20 fully operated executors.

In fact, they are somewhat overshadowed by the Overseer, but the executors here are also quite strong.

Even if only 10 high-ranking executors gather, they are called a terrifying calamity to criminals or mega corps, so 20 is enough to be called a legion.

“Alright, let’s go!”

“Alice-nim. Where-are you-going?”

“Ah, didn’t I say it? No. Valet! Didn’t you say it?”

“…Such things-are originally-the work-of the Overseer-aren’t they?”

Delivering the purpose, issuing orders, and directly determining the legion’s policy.

That’s usually the job of the superior, the Overseer.

Alice seemed to know that too, as she scratched her cheek with an awkward expression.

“Ahem, ahem. Today! We will save Sira!”

“Sira-you say?”

“Did-Valet-finally-persuade-the Overseer?”

“Suddenly?!”

“Sira-that-poor-child-finally…”

Instead of a voice flowing through the air, the executors were whispering in their own lines, sounding surprised.

Alice was happy because everyone seemed to like it.

“The first step! We’ll kill all the false gods here!”

“False-gods?”

“You mean-the nameless-ones.”

“The masters-of the cults-in this layer…”

At that moment, one of the executors raised his hand as if he had a question.

Alice nodded and told him to speak.

“Saving-Sira-is-welcome-news-for us-as well. But-the false gods-and nameless-ones-of the Enchantment of the Fallen-layer-are-known to be-arranged by-the central administration.”

That’s right.

The nameless ones, the old gods, and the subjects of faith in the cults.

Knowing that they are harmful to humans, why would the central administration leave them alone?

They were the entities that would supply the ‘price’ to be paid to hell, and if cults thrived, the death and insects that Sira would conceive through pilgrimage would be gathered more smoothly.

These false gods are ultimately the property of the central administration and a kind of transactional relationship.

“Did-the Overseer-receive permission-from the central administration-to move?”

“Huh? No.”

“!?!”

“What.”

“Gasp-”

Some of the executors looked greatly surprised at Alice’s words.

It wasn’t just anything, the Overseer was now openly declaring rebellion against the central administration.

It would be strange if they weren’t surprised.

No, we didn’t like the central administration from the start, and we were prepared to do anything as long as we could save Sira… But Overseer Alice has only been on this layer for a month, hasn’t she?

“Sira keeps suffering during the time we spend thinking and worrying. She has to watch the terrible sights in this hellhole of a layer every day and swallow them in order to pay the price to a hell that doesn’t even need it.”

“…!”

“Isn’t it right to save Sira first rather than thinking or calculating? An innocent child is forced to grow up and get pregnant, and has to swallow the pain of things she doesn’t even know. Is this right?”

Only then did the executors’ eyes open.

Ah, I see.

That’s what the Overseer is saying now.

She’s saying that she’ll take all the responsibility, so save the child first without thinking about anything.

Sob. I thought all Overseers were sinister dogs of the central administration…!

To think that there would be such a humane Overseer in this era.

Of course, if Alice had heard the executor legion’s words, she would have said, ‘Huh, me?’

Alice isn’t stupid.

She knows that if she openly opposes or defies the central administration’s will, a hammer will come down on her.

Even so, the reason why Alice is so openly trying to ruin the hell contract arranged by the central administration is first, because she hates seeing the young Sira suffer.

And second, because the central administration wouldn’t have anything particularly bad happen even if the contract with hell was broken.

Third, because Alice herself was Rilstia’s direct subordinate.

So what.

I’m Rilstia’s subordinate, what are you going to do about it!

Me?

I’ve stopped two rebellions, defeated a True Ancestor, and normalized the lower layer.

I’ve only been an Overseer for less than a year, look at my achievements.

Punish me if you want!

Anyway, the energy problem has been largely solved, so I’ll just quit being an Overseer.

In any case, Alice had her own reasons for rebelling. The basis for that was the calculation that even if she openly ruined the Enchantment of the Fallen layer, the central administration wouldn’t be able to do anything to her.

“Alright! Let’s go!”

“…”

“Sob…!”

Of course, the executor legion, unaware of these facts, began to feel a surge of affection and admiration for Alice.

When they first saw her, they thought she was just a pretty flower in a greenhouse who had become an Overseer, but to think that she would make such a decision. And she’s even humane!

Even if they didn’t know about her skills, Alice had already become someone worth following to them just with her personality.

Thus, Alice’s executor legion marched on, full of motivation and passion.

The devotees, who usually didn’t even see the executor legion and the Overseer, stepped back cautiously when they openly roamed the streets, and some fanatics, regardless, rushed at the executor legion and tried to proselytize, saying, ‘Listen to Saya-nim’s song!’

Of course, those guys had their heads blown off by unseen sword strikes or bullets the moment they came within 5 meters.

Normally, the executor legion is reluctant to kill the residents of the layer.

Their death and suffering will eventually be undone by Sira’s alteration of reality through pilgrimage, which would be like feeding Sira pain similar to death.

So, usually, they don’t touch the residents of the layer or the fanatics except for minimal self-defense, and often just stay near Sira and refrain from going outside.

But today?

Our Overseer Alice will take care of everything!

Didn’t Overseer Alice say she would save Sira?

So, the executor legion unhesitatingly beat, shot, and slashed to death any approaching fanatics.

“Alright, we’re here!”

What they arrived at was a giant insect clinging to the side of a building.

Actually, it was hard to call it an insect.

Its translucent body induces mental contamination in those who see it, and if it induces mental contamination, it is naturally the optimal ability to cultivate fanatics who will follow it.

In other words, this is also a divine being, whether it’s a false god or an old god, that creates a cult in this area and lives like a parasite, sucking up the faith of its worshipers.

-What is it?

The insect-shaped false god, who was having a sweet dream on the side of the building, slightly opened its eyes at the Overseer and executor legion who had suddenly come to find it.

When the false god opened its eyes, dozens of brown eyes on its back and wings flickered.

“Ah- I am notifying a false god who has no name, no family, and has never received love.”

-What?

How dare you…!

Where did you learn such blasphemy!

Even though this body has fallen, it was once a god who ruled over countless nations and devoured countless believers!

“My name is Alice. I’m the new Overseer.”

-….

“Your existence has been recognized as harmful to this layer and to humans, so if you understand your place even now and quietly disappear, giving up your faith and becoming a part of nature, I will let you go.”

Ah.

I see. A newbie.

No wonder she’s so arrogant.

I’ve seen guys like you several times.

Guys who rely on a meager sense of justice and try to do something, try to become heroes.

Do you think I’ve only seen guys like that once or twice?

My presence here is the will of the central administration that you rely on and worship so much.

As an Overseer, you should know that, right? No matter what you say to me, you can’t go against the central administration!

Ha. Yes! I created fanatics!

Are you angry!? Too bad!

No one can judge me, the subject of fanaticism and the arrangement of the central administration!

That’s the limit of this central judiciary and law…!

“Hey, it’s refusing, right? Shoot it.”

“Yes-”

What? Wait-

-Click!

Thus, a cicada-like false god was disassembled.

It’s a joyous occasion.