episode_0448

Ganshu, whose face was red, couldn’t say anything and just glared at me.

Even though he was small enough to be similar to me, God is God, so there was a power in his gaze that could crush me, but I responded to that power by raising the divinity of the main god.

It’s enough to last.

As long as the main god stands behind me, Ganshu cannot subdue me with his power alone.

“Are you glaring at me to threaten me?♡ Should I tell you that you’re so scary?♡ Great Ganshu~ Should I ask you to apologize for me♡?♡ Huh?♡ Huh?♡”

“…After actually experiencing it, I think I understand why your enemies rushed at you as if they were going to kill you.”

“Hmm~♡ You don’t have as much patience as those history-fucking idiots, do you?♡ Well, what would you do if you were a god?♡ My social skills were ruined because I was locked in a corner of the room, so what should I do?♡”

The reason Ganshu cannot overwhelm me with his power means that he must ask for my permission to write about me.

I had some expectations from the moment he said he would give me power, but I didn’t expect that he would be able to resist so easily.

Even though I am an apostle of the Lord, I am still just a human being.

The reason I tried to bend it slightly at first was because I was worried about that.

But look.

Even though Ganshu is very angry right now and is spreading his authority throughout the library, I am fine.

The floor shakes before God’s wrath.

Books are falling off the bookshelf.

Things lying scattered on the floor collapsed.

Dust spreads.

Even though his energy is weighing down on my shoulders. I can still face Ganshu and smile mischievously.

Why?

The authority that comes with being an apostle of the Lord may be higher than I thought.

I may have become that much stronger.

The power I have now may be stronger than I expected.

Maybe the power of the God before me is less than I realize.

Actually, whatever. The reason isn’t important.

The only thing that matters is that it doesn’t matter if I go up against Ganshu.

“Apostle of the Lord. Show respect for God. Shine respect for those who have led this world so far. Otherwise.”

“If not, what?♡ I’ll kick you out?♡ Do whatever you want♡ Because I don’t want to stay in this CoopCoop place anymore♡ I was a bit worried that I would smell like a loner, but it worked out♡”

He smiled and stretched out his arms, but Ganshu couldn’t do anything.

It’s true that I don’t like the other person, but even so, I can’t give up on the story I’m going to write in the future.

“Won’t you?♡ Won’t you?♡ Won’t you show me the majesty of God?♡”

“…Tsk. If I had known this would happen, I would have just sent a representative.”

“Ahaha♡ That♡ If so, it would have been nice not to have to see this ugly side♡”

Ganshu, who was frowning while tightening his fists, soon stroked his hair and let out a long breath.

“Ha. OK. Don’t lose. Just make no mistake. This is not about respecting you, but about respecting the Lord who chose you.”

“Yes♡ Yes♡ Yes♡ I understand♡”

“You damn bitch.”

“Puhahaha♡ I’m angry♡ I’m angry♡”

In the end, I just admitted defeat and touched Ganshu even more, but I kept my mouth shut, thinking that I would really explode if I went any further.

Then Ganshu sighed again and waved his hands.

Following Ganshu’s hand, the books and papers that had been scattered around were organized again, and a desk and chair appeared between us.

“Speak quickly and end. Because I want to watch the play called you from afar.”

“Why? Are you embarrassed when you see me up close? He lacks social skills and is even timid.”

“Shut up.”

“Yes.”

“Anyway. Tell me what you want. Do you understand?”

I hope so.

After hearing his story, I took out a notebook from my pocket and wrote down the blessings of Ganshu that I knew.

There is no need for overwhelming power that can only be given to apostles.

The powers that Ganshu gives to his disciples are good for side stories and not good for battle.

The blessings I seek from Ganshu are more of an additional aspect.

When I wrote down my wishes on a piece of paper and handed it to him, Ganshu’s brow furrowed.

“Four years. Isn’t it refreshing to not only speak but also write in this way?”

After hearing his complaints, I smiled without saying a word.

If you don’t like it, complain to the person above you. Even though freedom in behavior has returned to a certain extent, they are the ones who strictly enforce restrictions when it comes to communication.

“Phew. [Check history][Additional comment][Wisdom of history] Are these three blessings you hope for?”

“I was wondering what if your eyes were bad, but your eyes are fine.”

There are three things I asked Ganshu for in total.

The skill called [Additional Comment] is a skill that literally gives advice.

once a day. When you are uncertain about which choice to make, use that skill and it will give you the best answer.

In the game, it was an ambiguous skill that was only used when talking to NPCs or solving puzzles, but in reality it would be different.

It will be much more useful.

The skill [Wisdom of History] is a skill that helps you make wiser decisions.

Simply put, it is a technology that increases intelligence. This is the most necessary skill for me, who has an intelligence of 58.

And lastly, the skill called [Check History] is a skill that allows you to view the records recorded by Ganshu and his followers.

This is also the reason why I chose to receive a blessing from Ganshu.

Because that skill, which records and saves all kinds of things in the world, is sure to be incredibly useful, unlike in the game.

Starting from checking the various records I want to check, to identifying the weaknesses of various people.

Hehehe. Thinking about other people having trouble makes me laugh.

If I keep doing this, I might end up becoming a real mesgaki.

“First of all, granting the blessing of [Additional Remarks] is not that difficult. I can give you enough.”

huh. I knew it. That’s why I added it on purpose.

“And next is a story about [the wisdom of history]. This cannot be given.”

“Why? Is it a waste to give it to me? The god you are is as scrawny as he appears.”

It’s not that “ is reluctant to give this blessing. It cannot be given physically. You are not qualified to acquire this.”

“…Huh?”

“To put it bluntly, you are so stupid. So I can’t handle this blessing.”

…huh?

Huh?

What now?

I was so serious that I lifted my head up and saw Ganshu looking down at me as if he was pitiful.

No, I mean.

Are you really saying I can’t receive that blessing because my intelligence is 58!?

Was that a skill that had limitations in acquiring it?!

“Sigh.”

hey! grandfather!

Could you please stop laughing next to me!?

I’m serious?!

“and.”

While glaring at the twitching old man next to him, Ganshu continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

“[History Confirmation] is a blessing given only to those who are qualified. I can’t give it to you now.”

I knew this answer would come. Here’s a map on how to answer.

“I thought my eyes were fine, but maybe not?”

“What?”

“Test it. If you are confident.”

The skill called [Confirm History] is a skill given when you become an Apostle of Ganshu.

To be precise, it is the opposite.

According to Ganshu’s own story, he was chosen as an apostle because he was qualified to confirm history.

As long as you have the qualifications to check history, you can obtain that skill without becoming an apostle.

“The trials I face are not something to be discussed lightly.”

“Stir. A gloomy, coop-coop bastard. You said you were going to write about my cute and wonderful hero, but don’t you know too much about me?”

I may have low intelligence.

But intelligence and rotten knowledge are two different things.

All dungeons and trials within Soul Academy are powerless before me.

“Take a test while you’re chatting. Or what? Not confident? Are you afraid that the crappy ordeal you created will be destroyed by me? Well, that could be possible. It looks like you, the tiny little god, must have very little courage.”

“Oh? I will do whatever you wish.”

A voice full of heat rang out, and at the same time a white scroll unfolded in front of me. And the moment I recognized it, my body was sucked into it…

*

“It’s a bit quiet now.”

Ganshu, who let out his voice as if chewing, looked disapprovingly at the place where Lucy was and sighed deeply.

“Luel How are you holding on next to that little boy? If it were me, I think I would have died from the heat.”

“Even though he looks like that on the outside, he is a kind kid on the inside.”

“I guess so. You are the one chosen by the Lord Himself. But just because you’re fine on the inside doesn’t mean your cocky exterior goes away.”

Ruel smiled awkwardly at Ganshu’s irritation.

Clearly, the way Lucy showed herself right now was arrogant to the point where it felt like she had crossed a line.

If it weren’t for his status as an apostle of the main god, it wouldn’t be surprising if he received heavenly punishment.

Nevertheless, Ruel could not bear to say anything to her.

I knew why Lucy, who had shown signs of being somewhat patient until she first met Ganshu, suddenly burst out.

Lucy That kid is so sensitive to being touched around him.

I never thought he would jump out like that with something that was nothing special.

I’m glad that you’re looking at me that closely, but I need to talk to you about it.

If this continues forever, problems will arise someday.

“Luel.”

“Yes. Ganshu.”

“Aren’t you worried?”

“What do you mean by worry?”

“The child you cherish has fallen into your own ordeal.”

“Ah. You mean that?”

As Ruel chuckled, Ganshu tilted his head slightly.

Like I can’t understand the meaning of laughter. Ruel, who guessed him, spoke with a somewhat relaxed expression.

“The child I know named Lucy Alln is a person who will not break down in the face of any trials and tribulations. This is especially true when you are that confident.”

Ruel, who had been with Lucy for a long time, knew that there was no lie in the confidence Lucy showed just now.

“It will definitely happen this time too.”

So I wasn’t worried. When she showed herself like that, she would do things that couldn’t be understood by common sense and make the ordeal look like a joke.

“…Really?”

Ganshu frowned as if the answer was annoying, but did not refute it.

That picky paladin, Ruel, was smiling loosely, so why should he be offended?

“What. good night. Now you will find out naturally.”

When Ganshu takes out a scroll from his arms and unfolds it, a picture is drawn on it. This is Lucy Alln carrying out his ordeal.

“…huh?”

Not long after, the moment the picture was completed, Ganshu closed his eyes without realizing it.

Something that should not have happened was unfolding in the scroll.