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The first thing Joey felt after coming out of the dungeon was the strong scent of blood.

Human blood, not animal blood. Joy had smelled this blood scent several times.

Because she was an active person, unlike other young ladies who stayed in the classroom.

That’s why Joy knew that the scent of blood felt in the forest wasn’t created simply because one or two people shed blood.

Many people have died here now. An ominous energy spread throughout this forest, and the blood of those who created the dungeon was shed here.

Joey, who had been thinking that the dark forest looked like an increasingly terrible place, shook his head and turned his gaze to the others around him.

Most of the people there were familiar faces to Joy.

Needless to say, Lucy’s escort, Carl.

Next to him was Vichy, a face I often saw at the academy.

Frete is the person who conquered the dungeon together just a moment ago.

But two people. There were some people that Joey didn’t know.

To be exact, one person I don’t know at all. Is it true or not? Should I say that he is a person with a private life?

The person I didn’t know at all was a man with a slightly fierce appearance.

With his pointed fangs looking so fierce, he gave off an aura that could not easily be touched.

The person who seemed a bit ambiguous was a woman with an alluring aura.

The moment she appeared in the social world, she seemed to attract people’s attention in a different way from Lucy, and she looked like she would get drunk when approached.

“Hey, Faybe. Is that woman the one we saw in the forest?”

“If you are talking about the original woman, that is correct. It’s a child of Patran.”

She was watching Lucy while smoking a cigarette, and suddenly stood in front of Joey with a smile.

“Long time no see. It’s okay to use that expression. You may not know it, but she has always been by your side.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t you remember the fox that stayed next to Lucy?”

“…That was the owner of the forest?”

Joey, who remembered all the antics the fox had shown, wondered if he was joking, but then remembered the scene he had seen in the forest and was convinced.

Even though he was acting fine now, this person was far from normal.

…Now that I think about it, Prete-sama also becomes a bit strange when he’s in front of Lucy.

The same goes for Professor Carl.

what? Is something strange? Why do normal people become strange when they stand in front of Lady Aln?

If one person does that, they think that person is strange, but if many people do it, there is something about Lady Aln.

Just as Joy was about to reach a strange conclusion, a warm feeling passed by her.

Even though she didn’t turn her head, Joy knew who this warmth belonged to.

This divinity that naturally eases an anxious mind definitely belongs to Lady Arlen.

What are you trying to do when you were standing at the forefront of the dungeon just a moment ago? Lady Aln really always pushes herself.

“Hmph. He’s a real pervert.”

…huh? For a moment, Joy couldn’t believe her ears.

Lucy’s appearance with her hands clasped together was so noble.

Her hair was a mess due to the long fight. The armor also had several wrinkles. A face with several small scars. Even the eye area shows signs of fatigue.

Far from harming her beauty in any way, it made Lucy feel pious.

So, Joy couldn’t help but harbor even more doubts about whether what she had just heard was true.

It’s definitely something Lucy would say, but it was a word that didn’t fit Lucy’s current appearance.

While Joey tilts his head, the nova begins to spread, starting from Lucy.

Even compared to the saint of the given church, Fabi, she is not lacking. No, it is a divinity that may be even more enormous and profound than that.

The divinity that had completely taken control of the air around Lucy did not flow out, but instead settled down around Lucy and began to move as Lucy desired.

A natural divine movement draws a magic circle above Lucy’s head, as if the Great Lord desires it.

Joey, a wizard, knew that what was drawn on Lucy’s head was not divine magic.

What her divinity depicted was close to a general magic system.

Control of territory. And the endowment of energy that makes up magic.

Are these two types?

that’s interesting. I thought Lady Aln didn’t know much about magic theory. Did he just not know much about magic, which was not his field?

While Joey was magically analyzing Lucy’s miracle, Fabi was staring blankly at the scene with reddened eyes.

In Fabi’s eyes, she could see what was happening in this forest right now.

The divinity that spreads around Lucy drives away various disturbing energies in the forest.

Her sun-like divinity gives life to the forest again.

A dying forest, a forest that should have died, is finding itself again.

This was a miracle.

This was truly a miracle.

Fabi, a false saint, could not do it. Lucy, the apostle of the Lord, can do it. Such a miracle.

As tears flowed down Fabi’s eyes, there was a sound of a flopping down next to her.

Muror, the being who leads the forest owners, was sobbing at the sight of the forest being revived.

Frete, an apostle of the Arts Order, was carving Lucy’s image with his eyes wide open.

Lina, the fox of the fog, was watching Lucy and licking her lips. The necromancer, Vichy, and the necromancer, Adri, were frightened and looked for a place to escape from the divinity.

Lucy’s knight, Carl, smiled happily. Frey didn’t know anything, but his face was tired from the warmth he felt around him.

And Arthur was chewing his lips.

Just now, Lucy Alln spoke in a very profane tone.

He repeatedly made such terrible remarks that there was no room for other interpretations.

Nevertheless, the Lord bestowed a miracle on Lucy Aln.

A person with deep faith might be moved to think that he was the Lord showing mercy even to non-believers, but that was not Arthur.

He did not doubt God, but he was not a person who blindly believed in it either.

When I think about the various anecdotes related to the main deity, it is clear that the main deity is merciful, but that does not mean that he is not always a merciful being. Among all the gods, he had a certain determination.

However, this time the Lord did not show any resoluteness.

If I were to guess that it was the Lord who held me back from the boat the other day.

…if.

Very possibly.

Just one thing.

The Lord has a taste for such profanity.

Arthur, who thought it was a ridiculous guess but could not shake his head, was interrupted by a flinch behind him.

The bear I had just brought out of the dungeon was twitching.

Arthur, who faced the charge of a bear who had lost his temper, was momentarily tensed.

“Kuhung?”

The moment I heard the sloppy sound that came out of the bear’s mouth, I unconsciously relaxed my shoulders.

The bear’s eyes, which were revealed with raised eyebrows, were so pure that it was impossible to recall the ferocity in the dungeon.

*

The first skill that came to mind the moment I received the quest from Heojeop Jusin was the skill called Negative Construction that Heojeop Jusin had given me not long ago when he could not overcome his perversion.

Building negativity, which erases the negativity that exists in that space and prevents it from approaching for a while, was the optimal technique for this situation.

However, there was one problem.

There are limits to how I can expand my negative construction.

It is true that I have enormous divinity and the speed at which I recover that divinity is fast.

But even so, going around the entire forest and establishing negativity in each place was a very inefficient labor.

There was a high possibility that I wouldn’t be able to finish it within this weekend.

So, as I was thinking about what to do, my grandfather gave me the answer.

‘Is this possible for me now?’

The method my grandfather taught me was a combination of sacred magic and ordinary magic.

Maximize the skill I currently have, Negative Construction, through general magic.

It was an explanation that seemed so easy when you just heard it in words, but I couldn’t shake my head.

Because I began to wonder whether such a thing would be possible with my intelligence.

‘…It’s not difficult, right?’

‘that. That can’t be possible! ‘I’m so smart!’

‘Of course!… Huh?’

Having been trained by my grandfather, I ended up following whatever he told me to do.

The good news was that the magic my grandfather taught me was not that difficult.

Thanks to this, I succeeded in perfectly manifesting the magic I was seeing for the first time.

Beyond the miracle unfolding in the sky, I look at the forest slowly coming back to life.

You can see the dark ghost forest changing into a green place.

Feeling the corners of my mouth naturally go up, I lifted my shoulder and raised my voice towards my grandfather as if to show off.

‘see! ‘I’m so smart!’

‘Please praise me more sincerely instead of like that!’

‘That’s it!’

I was feeling proud while listening to my grandfather’s story, but when I heard the ringing sound, I lowered my head.

[Quest clear!]

[Compensation will be paid!]

[skill…]

Hmm. What do you want me to give you this time?

[Rewards are recalculated.]

huh?

[The plans of the followers of the Void have been crushed!]

[We have overcome the intervention of the evil god Agra!]

[You succeeded in defeating the alchemist!]

[The two owners of the forest were saved!]

[The dying forest has been completely restored!]

Ugh?!

[Rewards will be strengthened!]

[The gods are looking at you in admiration for your feat!]

Ugh?!