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    LIX.

    “What is this! Why divine power! Why even divine power!!”

    Benjamin’s appearance suddenly began to change.

    While the other candidates had their faces return to their original state and lost some muscle, Benjamin transformed into a balloon.

    Some were shocked, some despised it, and some felt sorry for it.

    But I praise God for his decision.

    [Why? you… … !]

    “Of course.”

    You may think it’s harsh, but it cuts off God’s words.

    And I don’t know if it was my will, a skill that came naturally upon reaching mastery, or the power of God, but my words seemed to reach both the distant candidates and those below.

    Thousands of eyes were focused on me.

    “… What?!”

    Benjamin looked at me as if he was going to kill me, as if asking how you could do that to me.

    “It’s been almost 5 years since you awakened, right? So far, my level is ‘at best’ intermediate sword master level. Right?”

    “That’s the difference in potential… … ! You!!”

    Benjamin’s face, who was about to make an excuse that didn’t even seem like an excuse, turns into a look of astonishment. No, it’s not just Benjamin.

    The people watching us below and the other candidates also had the same expression as Benjamin.

    The reason is that I haven’t received a new spear yet, but it’s probably because of the burning energy of the auror blade surrounding the iron spear I’ve been using for training.

    Pachick! Partz tsk tsk!

    It was a strong energy that was engulfed in lightning flashing in a vivid and brilliant black color, burning brightly, and the length and thickness of the spear became twice as large and thicker.

    “Ma, Master level?”

    An expression of astonishment and disbelief comes out of Benjamin’s mouth,

    “Advanced already?”

    “But ‘Fuck’ isn’t a martial arts type?”

    There is a commotion below.

    “Before I received God’s grace, I believed that. ‘Candidates who awaken later have higher potential.’, ‘Candidates who awaken sooner have lower potential.’ Same rumor. But after working as a candidate myself, I realized that was nonsense.”

    “… What am I clearly!”

    “You don’t want to say you tried, do you? My power does not control spears. What allowed me to reach mastery was a little bit of luck, God’s grace, a newly born body and power circuit, and hard work. You’re not a spear, are you a sword? Have you swung your sword until it broke?”

    Maybe he never did. This is why I don’t like that idiot named Benjamin in the first place and don’t rip him off.

    And above all, 40% of the reason why the candidate became such an asshole is because of that bastard.

    “It was strange. For me to see, hear, and experience. People called gods are not that lax. The further back you go, the higher the potential? why? I would rather have given higher potential to the child who awakens first. Then, won’t you develop further with high potential and defeat the demons? But does the potential get stronger the further back you go? It’s absolutely ridiculous bullshit. So I thought about it.”

    [Hoo? Any thoughts? Are you curious?]

    He asks in a playful voice whether it is because he occupies the body of a clown, or whether that is the nature of the god who descended there.

    “Why did that bastard named Benjamin become such an asshole? Why do those who awaken later quickly catch up with those who awakened earlier?”

    [so?]

    “The conclusion was obvious. Benjamin, that bastard is the problem.”

    “What?!”

    I ignored Benjamin’s protest and continued talking.

    “I was awakened for the first time. Of course, I would have been admired and received a lot of attention here and there for a while. He’s the perfect fit for nobles.”

    [continue.]

    “Although he was born as a bastard, he is a nobleman. A descendant of that noble family became a candidate? It would fit perfectly with the logic that nobles always claim: ‘The blood of commoners is dirty, and the blood of nobles is noble.’ And you will become stronger faster than you think.”

    “Based on common sense, it would have been evaluated as ‘very fast’. It has to be that way. At most, the objects of comparison would have been those who were reputed to be geniuses on the continent. How much superior was the growth rate compared to those?”

    [so?]

    “So Benjamin thinks. ‘Ah, I’m great enough just to do this.’ But then you hit Benjamin on the back of the head. who? The gods.”

    [Hmm~.]

    As if in lieu of an affirmative answer, I made a snorting sound and continued talking about the reaction of a clown, or rather, a strong goddess looking at me.

    “A second candidate appears. However, the second candidate’s position is slightly different from Benjamin’s. Unlike Benjamin, who had no standards, she had standards called ‘Benjamin.’ You’ll try hard. You have to try. To catch up with Benjamin.”

    “Seeing her like that, Benjamin must have hurriedly quit his debauched life and tried his best. However, he is already immersed in inertia and has clear limitations. As a result, their skills become similar.”

    “The second candidate catches up with Benjamin and becomes lazy as well. Benjamin also treats the second candidate as a nobleman and provides him with all kinds of pleasures. Third, fourth. Fifth… … . It’s the same pattern. Quickly reach the reference point in front of you and then pursue pleasure.”

    [It’s pathetic.]

    “Yes, that’s right. They are assholes. They are pathetic bastards, and it wouldn’t be any good if they all were killed. Candidates who awaken later work hard using the level of candidates who awakened earlier as a reference point, and when they reach a similar level, they fall into the game of nobility. They engage in debauchery, politics, and ugly behavior. Lazily.”

    [Interesting. very. continue.]

    “Well, some of them are legal over there… No, there are people like Lina, Katniss, and a few candidates who enjoy improving themselves and just work hard. In the end, the difference will widen, and they dismiss it as a difference in potential and complain. This is the specialty of typical noble kids. Blaming others. The funny thing is that Lina and I already caught up with them a long time ago. No, should I say that I overtook it?”

    Clap clap clap!

    The sound of the clown clapping his hands spreads throughout Evergreen.

    [Great~. As expected~.]

    Personally, I didn’t want to do it this way.

    I didn’t want to get involved with Benjamin, who failed the competency evaluation anyway. Because indifference was the answer to such a person of interest.

    But that bastard couldn’t come to his senses during the competency evaluation and blamed others, and here again he comes out as if he didn’t do anything wrong.

    I become the target of others’ blame. Can I stand this? Are you mentally and physically exhausted from being forced to separate from your Arcana and training hard for over a month?

    “Your sin is the greatest.”

    “My… go? What did I do! Why! I did it wrong!!”

    “You lowered it. reference point. ‘Ah, this much is enough.’ The same thoughts were forced into the candidates’ minds. If you worked twice or three times as hard from the beginning than you do now, you would at least be aiming for the top level of Master. No, if it had been 5 years, could I have become a quasi-superhuman?”

    “Ugh!”

    “Then, of course, other candidates will be around there as well. Because you just caroused and spread the laziness of nobles rather than training to other candidates, they were all just making excuses for being a beginner sword master!”

    [right! Truly, truly, what he says is so right!]

    The arrogant man’s voice that flowed from the witch’s mouth was so full of relief that it reminded me of the ‘keuheook~’ belch that someone who drinks cider after forcing himself to eat in a bowl of soggy chestnut sweet potatoes would make.

    “If you were like those bastards whose appearance was only at a reduced level, I would have come and destroyed your divine power core. therefore. Don’t feel unfair. If there is such a thing as conscience. Because I want to ban you from living or dying for spreading the laziness of nobles among candidates.”

    This is my truth.

    This was the conclusion I came to while thinking about how the witch and the clown would disappear with the cards and not be reminded of them.

    He should have tried. As he received the benefit of the first awakening, if he worked twice as hard as now, just twice as much, he would have at least 30 people who could compete with the demons to some extent.

    He spread the word about the effort he did not make due to the difference in potential, and pretended to be a big man by cosplaying as a victim through politics.

    The main culprit is the one who lured the candidates who were trying to surpass him with all kinds of coaxing and leveled them downward rather than upward.

    “I honestly thought you were a stooge of the demons. Instead of ‘Let’s all become stronger together!’, we took the ‘Let’s all fail together with me’ tech tree. But the moment I received the oracle, the god didn’t say anything? Surprisingly, it wasn’t a demon.”

    “Well, thanks to that, your family and your mother will live longer. Hey.”

    This is also real.

    I seriously doubted whether he was a man under the instigation of demons.

    “So. bye. Bye Bye. Chai chien. Sayonara?”

    The clown’s hand turned towards Benjamin, as if he had been waiting for me to speak,

    “Ugh, uhm, now, wait a minute! Wait a minute… … !! No spiritual core! Oh no! Aaaaa!!”

    Benjamin cried.

    “Okay!”

    My firm voice literally became a damning sentence that plunged Benjamin into the abyss of hell.

    Among the men called ‘Destroyer’, the male Benjamin had disappeared and in his place was an obese master who was so bloated that it was worrying whether he could even move.

    The neck disappears, and the chin is three-layered.

    My stomach couldn’t come out and sank down, and my arms and legs overlapped at the joints like a white tire company mascot and were on the verge of bursting.

    [The recovered gift will be kept in the Wall of Divine Prophecy as it is now and used as an achievement reward.]

    “That… … !”

    A sharp voice comes from somewhere and then it ends.

    [Are you dissatisfied?]

    It is the voice of a goddess. But no one can answer ‘Yes!’

    Because we’ve all seen what she did to previous candidates. So-called ‘lightning in a dry sky’.

    [What a shame~. I was trying to relieve my stress for the first time in a long time when I had a baby that was teething~.]

    Do Gods Get Stressed? Actually, even if I were in their shoes, I would get cancer from the stress just watching the candidates.

    [Be thankful that it ended at this point.]

    [Because I want to punish everyone so that their souls suffer.]

    [Don’t make a fuss.]

    [Please keep moving forward.]

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