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Tish gritted his teeth, grabbed his sword, and stood up.

The blessed Hieronymus had all the wounds on his body gone. If only that were all. Then he could fight again.

But the old man who stood on this battlefield with various magics and skilled techniques became young again. He regained the vitality that had been lost to time.

Many works use various expressions such as two-form, two-phase, etc., but ultimately the meaning is the same.

Got stronger.

The monstrous man who had just moments ago been single-handedly fighting the elite soldiers of the Ansellus Kingdom and the former warriors of the Future Hope Church stood up again.

But no one here is looking at Jerome.

The little girl right in front of him is capturing everyone’s attention.

A girl in her early teens with long purple hair.

Of course, Rebecca Rolfe’s real age is in her late teens, but no one sees her that way because she is short.

According to Andrew, who says that the religion he believed in was corrupted and that he betrayed the leader of the Church of Hope for the Future, she is simply a girl with the ability to give blessings.

He explained that he was simply captured by the Future Hope Church and was being worked to death.

Then Andrew pointed to Tisha and asked Ansellus, who was asking him for evidence.

Has there been a change in your blessings after converting to the Church of the Holy Spirit?

At that time, Tisha shook her head. Because there was no change.

No, rather, his regenerative powers became stronger as the days passed, in line with his growth.

He then pointed to his followers and explained that even though they had decided to betray the leader, they were still blessed.

So he said that the girl had nothing to do with this cult and that she was the one he had to rescue.

The people of the kingdom of Ansellus did not take Andrew’s words at face value, but they were interested.

Because the blessing was so great. Since we had been enemies all along, in some ways, we knew the blessed people better than the Future Hope Church.

So, if I get the chance, I should bring him.

Each of us had such a dream.

Until the thing in front of me, wearing the girl’s skin, started laughing so hard it split its mouth.

I was imagining such a good future for myself.

“What’s that smile?”

Yasle asked absentmindedly, really absentmindedly.

Unfortunately, I ended up asking the question.

“If you’re happy, you should smile, right?”

She doesn’t lie because she doesn’t have confidence in her ability to lie well. Even if she intentionally doesn’t tell everything or explains things in a way that can lead to misunderstanding, what she says is true.

“Can you explain what makes you so happy?”

Therefore, all of the answers to Yasle’s questions are true.

“I can go anywhere now. I don’t have to sink to the bottom where I can’t see anything, look up at the sky, and watch the light shining and disappearing endlessly. I don’t have to wait in endless despair and frustration for the light to fall. I don’t have to look up at the star-filled sky blankly for a tiny bit of warmth in that light.”

As if singing, something that is joyful and happy cannot be helped speaks, something that Hymnshun defines as a foreign body.

“No more need to burst into the light that has sunk into the ground to get warmth.”

And now.

The God Who Must Not Be Named, or the God Who Has No Name. The identity of the God with many names has been revealed.

What had been a simple rule that people who were deeply desperate would explode was actually someone’s actions.

There are some worlds that know about this foreign news.

In this world, there are very few people who are vaguely aware of the existence of foreign gods. So, they became the ground for Hyukkeshni to name them, saying that they are foreign gods from outside.

But it was hidden knowledge.

It was forbidden knowledge that no one should know.

It would have been useless to reveal it in the first place. It would have been better if it had been a law so that everyone would feel safe.

Because it was a law, there was a small amount of restraint on evil acts such as exploiting people until they were twisted to death or cutting off their wrists if they did not do the prescribed amount of work.

That is also why primitive religions arose.

The fact that there is a god who gives strength to a person in deep despair is in itself a salvation for the person in that state.

However, there is no salvation in this world that can be obtained by doing nothing.

To the foreign press, it was a desperate attempt to gain warmth, and to the people, it was like being hunted.

The actions of foreigners are evil, because if you take away warmth, it is no different from dying.

In other words, a man-eating evil spirit is right in front of you.

That too, is a devil who covets it passionately.

At first, he didn’t understand what the hell this god was talking about. However, his mind, which was originally brilliant and had become even smarter due to the blessing, quickly found the answer, then gave his answer after much hesitation.

In response, Yasle felt her heart freeze as she tried to grab the girl in front of her by the collar but failed.

I was so scared by the sight of the girl laughing so happily that I couldn’t move my hands. So I shouted loudly as if denying it.

“You! You took my knowledge! Instead of giving me a blessing! I gained the knowledge to summon you!”

Clap. Clap. Clap.

In some worlds, the dry applause used when laughing is three times.

“Yes, that’s right. I got it. Hieronymus.”

Then he looked around.

“I made a deal with Jerome. He said he would take revenge with my power. So I did. I received it because I gave him a sacrifice. I gave it because I wanted a blessing. Isn’t that what Jerome wanted?”

That was true.

But even though the foreign media said so, everyone, including Hieronymus, looked at her with expressions full of fear.

It’s not that I can’t understand what you’re saying.

If what the girl in front of me says is true, then the bad guy is the leader of the Future Hope Church.

But this fear is not in the realm of reason.

It was a realm of pure emotion.

As the sun sets and the shadows of the towering rock pillars cast their shadows over the place, the girl’s eyes glow a sinister purple. They are physically glowing.

As if looking at a creature in the middle of the uncanny valley, everyone in this place felt fear and horror at the human-like thing before their eyes.

After seeing that expression, foreign media said this.

“Don’t be afraid.”

That’s why I was more scared. It looks at people’s expressions and knows what they mean.

Even Yasle, who was originally an expert at reading facial expressions, did not know what Hyukkeshni’s smile meant. There is a devil who has such detailed knowledge about a person that he can read their facial expressions.

Few people knew the whole story, but the sight of a girl telling a fearful person not to be afraid was truly terrifying.

And there was one person who figured out what it meant.

Yasle held the dharma tool in her hand. The tool that the foreign media had said was a strange object was a kind of magic wand. It had the function of strengthening him.

And that was originally a holy relic that only the leader of the Yeongrang Kingdom could possess. If so, you can easily guess its power.

“Go back to where you were.”

Jerome began to recite a long incantation.

Joanna, who understood that this was an attack on Rebecca, jumped in to stop Hieronymus.

No one here knew.

Joanna Smith. What she thinks of Rebecca Rolfe.

Hymkesuni saw Joanna as thinking of Rebecca as her daughter, and others, including Jerome, saw her as a devout worshipper of God.

But they were all wrong.

Surprisingly, among the people here, she was the one who looked at the foreign news the most straight. Joanna’s unfortunate past allowed her to see the wildness that the foreign news contained in its bosom. And because she had endured unreasonable things for decades, she could see the foreign news’s endurance.

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Whenever she was cleaning, I saw her silently putting away or organizing simple tools for her. After seeing her clean up the wet sand she came in after working out, I saw her always come in after shaking off her shoes.

I didn’t do anything. I just treated him as someone I lived with. Not above or below him. We didn’t talk much, but we were considerate of each other while doing our own work.

A person who has never been in her life.

He did not believe in God. He was not a friend, nor was he a superior who had to be worshipped purely. He was not like his own child who had been lost long ago before he could even be born, or as a substitute for him.

In an ambiguous state, I just moved for it because I liked it.

And there was someone who stood in Joanna’s way and stabbed her.

Teased.

“I don’t know what’s going on! The most dangerous person here right now is the author! Do it, Hieronymus! Do it! Send that thing back quickly!”

He kept Jerome.

Surprisingly, no one present criticized Tisha, despite having protected Jerome, who had been her sworn enemy until just a moment ago.

Because they too knew from the conversation just before that something was seriously wrong.

Before reason could speak, instinct screamed that the first person to be ruled out was that girl.

The foreign press opened their eyes wide and saw a woman running towards Hieronymus, who had been stabbed in the arm and abdomen by Tisha.

“Joe, Anna?”

The current situation was incomprehensible to the foreign press. He didn’t say anything particularly strange, and he said he was just doing what Jerome told him to do, so why?

Why is Joanna stabbed to death?

And that too by none other than Tisha?

And at that moment.

Hieronymus’ order is finished.

Kwaaah!

A pillar of pure white light descended from the sky and poured down on the foreign correspondents.

Light literally fell over the heads of the foreign correspondents as if a pillar had fallen.

A technique used during the Yeongranggyo Kingdom era to send back gods that descended from the sky.

After a while, the light disappeared, leaving behind only a blonde-haired girl.

Wiggle.

But then the girl moved.

Everyone tensed up and raised their weapons to face her.

Soon she slowly sat down on the floor, placed her hands on her chest, took a few breaths, and opened her eyes.

Her eyes were a blue that no longer glowed.

“Hello, everyone. My name is Rebecca Rolf.”

Everyone realized that the person in front of them now was not the same foreign correspondent who had been there a moment ago. It wasn’t just that his color had changed, but his tone of speech was completely different.

She stretched her arm forward and pointed at Yasle with her index finger.

“Future Hope Church Leader. Because of you, I and my family were murdered.”

And he condemned.

Those present vaguely knew that it was a person there.

Now, something that had been filling the inside of that leather was gone.

The people of Tisha and the kingdom of Anselus noticed this and turned around again, aiming their weapons at Hieronymus.

The brief alliance ended.

Now I tried to muster my strength to fight again, but no one could move.

“There’s something I really want to tell you. Listen. Listen, Jerome. No, I’m the leader of the Youngrang Church, Yasle. ”

Yasle’s head, which had been leaking life-threatening messages to those around her with her sharp eyes, quickly turned to Rebecca.

Rebecca, who had been smiling faintly at his expression, now cursed in an informal tone.

“You called that alien into this world. You brought that alien who could only look up from a place deeper than the ground. And now you put the key in that alien’s hand that can go anywhere.”

Yasle knew what he meant, but as he was about to say that it would require a lot of preparation on his part, he suddenly remembered what Hukkeshni had worried about a while ago.

Foreign media is spreading words that only we know.

But when I found out that the word was foreign, I just left it alone. It was just a change in the way it referred to itself.

But when she realized what would happen if that technique was combined with the summoning magic she possessed, Yasle unconsciously knelt on one knee.

Rebecca recalled the sights she had seen inside. Each shining star was a different world. The clothes were different, the attire was different, and even the races were different.

It was expected that there would be as many as the number of lights. It might have been much more, since Rebecca remembered seeing them inside the foreign news.

Rebecca continued, looking at him coldly.

“From now on, foreign news will not only come to this world. Foreign news will reach out to worlds as numerous as the stars in the night sky. You should not have invited such things to this world. It is all your fault. Future? Hope? You threw all of that into that cold sea. No, this will hurt you more.”

And Rebecca spoke in the tone of something that had once possessed her body.

“It was your mistake.”

Yasle knew what that meant. The summoning should never have happened in the first place, and it was all a mistake on the part of the Future Hope Church.

Both his knees touched the ground. He clutched his chest as if it was aching, like a boy being punished.

He was in such a defenseless position that he could be killed if he were to swing his weapon at any moment.

But no one moved.

No one could open their mouths.

Let’s use an expression that doesn’t exist in this world yet.

They felt cosmic fear.

A fear that is irrational, indescribable, difficult to explain and understand, and where the only outcome is clearly, definitely, utterly and utterly doomed.

And all that remained was the terrible despair that nothing would get better even if I killed the enemy in front of me.

Still not knowing what it means for the blessing to work properly.