episode_0123
by admin“Is there anything you don’t like?”
There is no problem with the proposal itself. Since she was a deity revered by humans, it was natural for her to demand prosperity for humanity, and from my perspective, it was both psychologically and practically comfortable for them to eat well and live well.
No matter what, it will be easier to live if civilization develops, and human civilization will be more familiar to me than other races and will not be a burden.
“Nothing. But let’s make the story clear. I will guarantee the prosperity of humanity, but I will not do anything like ostracizing other races.”
In other words, it meant that the green land itself and its products would not be restricted to humans. If you think about it, this was natural; before Viola overturned the land, natural forests and fields were much larger than human farmland.
And of course, there were elves living there. In the first place, the green land is a kind of utopia commonly known among elves, so not all of such places can be used for humans.
“I understood what it meant. I have no intention of getting involved in that, so don’t worry.”
“Okay. Then I’ll take care of it myself like you said. The problem is that I don’t have enough persuasive power to claim ownership of the land on my own, so it would be nice if you could help me out.”
“I will inform the believers in the form of an oracle. They will step forward and help.”
This ended all disputes about Wayne. There was a lot of talk about this and that, but looking at the result, the only benefit left was that the land could be used as before and Wayne could stay with him for a long time.
If there is an invisible loss, unlike before, I own the land. Having rights meant that obligations and responsibilities followed.
“Is the story over?”
As I was thinking deeply about what to do next, a third person’s voice suddenly appeared. It wasn’t a person I didn’t know at all. This is because it was a voice I remember hearing with a more resonant feeling.
“Prinia?”
Stella personally mentioned the name and revealed the identity of the person. The brown-haired girl, who had deer antlers that resembled tree branches sticking out on both sides, smiled and looked at me and Stella in turn.
“Long time no see, Stella. And, nice to meet you? Eugene.”
Prinia greeted me in a somewhat awkward yet bright voice. I was at a loss as to how to say it, but she knew me through vague memories called residual thoughts, and I also knew her only as a tree.
In short, it was like meeting a friend I had made as a pen pal in person for the first time.
“Nice to meet you, please take care of me.”
In the end, the words I spoke out were a promise that never fails. Prinia seemed to have read my stiff voice as well, and she burst out laughing.
“Phew! What is it? Why is it so frozen?”
That’s something that can’t be helped. This is because, unlike the person who scathingly denigrated God’s majesty in front of me just a moment ago, Prinia was a truly intelligent person and person of character.
Even her residual thoughts show a wise side, such as realizing things that even I didn’t know during the process of having an in-depth conversation about the Earth.
“Ah, no… I have a disease where I get stiff when I stand in front of people with high wisdom stats…”
It is an occupational disease and debuff for graduate students who are unable to move from their professors. It’s been a very long time since I’ve seen the professor’s face, but this chronic illness has not been cured.
“Hehe… Anyway, I’m glad I finished the conversation with Stella. I was worried because she seemed a bit childish.”
Even the reasons for concern are very valid. More and more, you start to look like nothing more than an intelligent person. As Prinia smiled and pushed her hair behind her ears, pointy ears like those of an elf were revealed. If you think about it carefully, it is hard to understand why the creatures of such a personality are half-human.
Prinia was too much of a waste for the God of the Kanfs, who were not inferior to humans in terms of selfishness, including pure-bloodism, racism, and religious persecution.
“Gossip should be done in a place where you are not present. My eyes were wide open…”
Stella seemed to be offended by someone calling her childlike, and she pouted her lips and said something. He seems to get along well with his creatures in general.
“I like the childlike Stella.”
“Is that so? If that’s the case, it doesn’t matter.”
“Wow… high dansu….”
He had a great talent for escaping from a crisis without even blinking. Does she really have flaws? No matter how much I looked, there seemed to be nothing except for the fashion that barely covered the important parts with the leaves. Maybe even that wasn’t a flaw. Stella, who was in the same position, was in the same state as she was born before I pointed it out, so it might have been an extenuating factor.
“Anyway, things are going really smoothly~ You decided to entrust Eugene with the green land near Lare?”
It was a conversation we had just had, and it was as if I had heard it somewhere before. It was probably something he overheard, but the fact that he came at the right time for the conversation to end in the first place probably meant that he listened to the conversation as well.
“Yes. That’s it. But what does it mean to go smoothly?”
Prinia thought for a moment before answering my question.
“Hmm… So, actually, I’m embarrassed to say this with my own mouth, but the green land is coveted by all creatures in the underworld. Not only elves and humans, but even monsters.”
Well, the amount of sunlight, moisture, and wind that each person needs may be different, but this is a land where all plants ignore those conditions and grow prosperously. This is not an exaggeration, but what more needs to be said about a land where even orchids, which are difficult to manage, seem to grow well if planted roughly in the ground.
“Then, of course, there will be people who are greedy. Even if Stella makes an oracle like I said before.”
“You can’t deny it.”
Excessive happiness of others comes across as relative unhappiness to oneself. This is the sad nature of creatures living in society.
“But that’s a story from when the main character in the oracle was a completely unrelated person… Coincidentally, the ring on Eugene’s finger makes up for the lack of justification.”
Prinia pointed to the ring of Venus. Proof that I am an adult. He was given as a gift to the Pope 360 years ago for the purpose of goodwill, and is now unintentionally considered a very important figure in the Stella Church.
“Stella’s Miracle, a living saint receives an oracle and becomes the owner of a land that will prosper humanity, benefiting everyone. It’s a very good picture.”
After listening to it, it seems very plausible. Of course, the Pope at the time did not take that into consideration when he handed me the ring.
“What! Of course, it is not something that the god of this world can take on personally. Hehe.”
“…Huh? Where did you hear that again…?”
This was what he said in front of Wayne and other members of the Stella Church.
“I’m sorry, Eugene! Being protected from Stella’s gaze means, to put it another way, that I am positioned right in the center of the strike zone in my field of vision.”
In other words, Stella was watching my every move as if she were a voyeur at Wayne.
“Ah… there are more and more things to be embarrassed about.”
“Anyway, I was surprised. Surprisingly, you got the point right.”
“Huh?”
“He is a god of another world. Actually, if you look at Eugene’s position now, it’s not entirely wrong.”
“What do you mean by that…?”
“Hehe, actually, I came all the way here to explain that. This is information that cannot be said with residual thoughts.”
Looking at the actions so far, the main body of Prinia and the remaining thoughts are actually the same person. Nevertheless, the difference between what she could and could not do was likely not her problem, but the environment in which she spoke.
Whatever the mystery, it is definitely a residual thought that exists in this world. And now I am in an unidentified space completely cut off from the rest of the world. That’s the difference those two make.
From now on, Prinia will say something that no one should know.
“Actually, we are not something grand like God.”
And even though I was expecting it, a strong attack came from the first moment.
“What…?”
No, I was expecting it. At least by my standards, God is omnipotent, omnipotent, perfect, and it is a more plausible concept not to exist than to exist. No matter how noble, solemn, and powerful they are, it is true that they are quite far from gods.
“Like you, we are also creatures from another dimension.”
“…Wow, I got a headache.”
Things that cannot be shared lightly with others are said more calmly than when talking about going to the supermarket in front of the house. No, even if you actually go to the supermarket, your tone will be more urgent than that.
“I think I have a lot to talk about.”
“No… I want to hear it too, but does it have to be now? Now I just want to go back quickly and tell Wayne not to worry.”
Prinia was adamant despite my euphemistic request.
“Yes. I really hope you listen to it. That’s because Eugene is now no different from a god in their perspective.”
I wiped my face with a confused expression. It is said that words become seeds, and God has certified them as gods.
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