episode_0127

“Are you out of your mind, bringing characters here!”

The council of the gods. Hundreds of figures, some looking like lightning and others like glowing shadows, tremble and shout. Even before everyone has sat down, the reaction is already fierce.

I asked Lina slyly.

“Are you all scared that I’m going to kill you?

“Gods don’t die. They can’t inflict pain comparable to death. No matter how strong a Munchkin protagonist is, he’s only strong in books.”

“Then why are they doing that?”

Lina clicked her tongue and crossed her arms as if she didn’t like it.

“On the subject of characters, it’s disgusting that they’re pretending to be human when they’re just stuck in books.”

To use a more direct analogy:

The attitude was that if you want to make a dog pretty, you should pet it outside, not bring it to the dining table and make it sit there.

“That’s funny.”

I chuckled and clenched and unclenched my fist a few times.

Now I’ll show you how much of a headache that dog can be when he goes crazy.

I looked around and asked.

“Is everyone here?”

“Shut up! You know where I am, step in and start talking!”

“Anyway, these days, there are a lot of editors who are overly immersed, which is a problem. They drag in their own protected world and say it’s important… .”

It looks like you really hate it.

I swept my platinum blonde hair back and focused my attention again.

“I know that this contest, or rather dogfight, is a very important game to you all.”

“Where the hell is that girl, talking so rudely!”

There’s so much shouting going on here and there that it’s so noisy and raucous that I can’t understand what’s being said for a while.

I guess I’ll just keep saying what I want to say.

“The rule for the final round of this contest was to fight to the death until only one world remained, right? And there was no time limit.”

It’s still noisy. I don’t think I can say anything more here without anyone hearing me.

So I decided to focus my attention a bit.

Hmph, after gathering strength in my danjeon, I quickly raised my mana output to its maximum. I felt the boiling energy writhing fiercely throughout my body, as if it wanted to explode at any moment.

I came without any special notice.

“Lina, sorry. I’m going to make a mess.”

“Huh? … Oh, uh.”

Flash.

Tukwaaang!!

A flash of light engulfed the parliament.

Soon, with an ear-splitting roar, the entire parliament was blown away, and chaos unfolded in all directions, with space torn apart like sheets of paper and crushed like foil.

Many gods were blown away by the aftermath and it took some time for them to find their places again. Of course, the council and the torn space also gradually recovered on their own.

“What the heck are you doing!”

“You were planning to kill us all, right? If that’s the case, you’re mistaken. We won’t be harmed at all!”

How wise. As you said, I didn’t start this mess to get those guys angry. On the contrary, judging by the reactions so far, I would say it’s been a great success.

At least for now, everyone is paying attention to me.

“You see? With this level of destructive power, it shouldn’t take long to wipe out all life on a planet. What do you think?”

Only then do their once dazzling expressions begin to harden little by little.

I’m starting to understand a little bit.

“Yes. From now on, I will blow up the worlds you manage one by one, completely.”

A means of tormenting those who are neither dead nor harmed.

It’s touching the world they govern.

They are gods, but at the same time they are called ‘editors’. If the one who creates the world of protection is the writer, then they are the ones who manage that world.

The reason they don’t even blink an eye no matter how much the Guardian World is destroyed is because they can just pick another writer to create the Guardian World.

Because they have such an implicit agreement among themselves, even if the Guardian World collapses, they do not exterminate all life on each Earth, and when it really gets to the point of extinction, they look at each other with serious expressions and become furious.

Just as a writer needs an editor.

Because humans exist, God has value in existence.

God is something that has value only when there are beings who will serve him and when someone believes in him as an object of faith.

In a space of nothingness, there is no need for management, and in a book filled only with white, there is no need for an editor.

A god who is no longer needed.

A god that no one believes in.

It just disappears without a sound.

… Lina told me that, but I’m not sure if I understood it correctly.

“Don’t you like it? Then you can all join hands and jump in.”

So if you can win.

Judging from their expressions, it seems they also know that they have no chance of winning.

“Please leave me alone now.”

I let out a faint sigh as I watched them watching me with stern expressions.

“We have our own lives too.”

Persuasion is slow, fists are fast.

It seems that it is much more effective to say as little as possible and show how strong I am.

“If everyone agrees, we can end the contest here and everyone will be happy. If even one person disagrees, I will kindly and quickly continue the destruction, starting with the world of the person who disagreed.”

Judging by the way he was sweating profusely, it seemed like the answer would come out quickly.

◦Please select %◦”

If you really want to play, find another toy. I have no intention of playing with you either.

“Anyway, we’re not going to divide gold and silver, right? Since we’re only going to choose the last person. Let’s hurry up and decide.”

At those urging words, one person stood up. Seeing him approaching, Lina said, ““Chairman”,” and spoke.

Should I say hello? I stood awkwardly aside, but he came over to say hello first.

“Nice to meet you. And I really appreciate you giving me the opportunity to break this bad habit that has continued to this day because we have no power to stop each other from running wild.”

The chairman looked at the silent crowd and briefly summarized the situation.

“The strongest contest in the universe. This contest will end with ‘No World Award’. … Oh, and.”

He, who was trying to finish it properly, did not forget to take out insurance.

“This contest will never be held again, and anyone who tries to start a fight using living creatures as collateral will be visited by this girl. That’s it.”

The glance he gave me seemed to be asking, ‘Will you do a thorough AS?’, so I thought he might ask me where there was an AS that wasn’t even agreed upon.

… Well, I guess this level of force is needed to get them to listen. Those guys aren’t just psychopaths.

like that.

The ‘Universe’s Strongest Contest’ is over forever.

*

And two weeks later.

A new world opened up to me.

“… Oh my.”

I was squatting on the toilet, neither happy nor embarrassed, and just kept my mouth shut with an ambiguous expression.

I kind of expected it, but… well, I wasn’t sure if it would be possible.

But does it work?

“Haha, ha… .”

As I was leaving the bathroom, washing my hands with an embarrassed smile, Lager asked me with a curious look on his face.

“How is it?”

I felt a bit embarrassed, so I answered by showing the pregnancy test I was holding.

… there were two lines.