episode_0521

When I heard Inuki’s question, I couldn’t help but be taken aback.

How do you know about the fairy walk? So how do you know?

It’s already been hundreds of years since beings called fairies fell into eternal sleep, so why on earth do you know that my gait resembles a fairy’s?

“Answer first. Then I’ll tell you what I know.”

“What do you believe in, an old man with a dirty personality?”

“I swear under the hammer.”

Knowing Inuki’s beliefs as a craftsman, I kept my mouth shut for a moment and then spoke with a sigh.

“I saw it during the ordeal of a social misfit trapped in a library.”

“…What?”

“So, I saw it in the ordeal of being a loner who had no friends and could only play with books.”

I could feel the confusion in Inuki’s wall-colored eyes, but I was equally embarrassed.

Oh, it’s really hard to explain the Mesugaki skill properly because of the translation.

If she knew about history and related events, Caria would be able to translate it to her knowledge, but since I haven’t said anything, there’s no way it could be interpreted.

While I was frowning and thinking about what to do, a refreshing sound rang in my ear.

[The God of History speaks.]

[Open your hands.]

…what. This perverted little boy. Were you stalking me?

It’s like watching secretly from the sky without saying anything. It’s the shady behavior of a hikikomori, a social destroyer who only knows how to make enemies.

What? Anyway, open your hands? like this?

The moment I held out my palm in front of Inuki, a sentence appeared on my hand. A stone slab drawn in a brown round circle.

hmm? This is the sentence given to the apostles of history. Why do I have this?

“Hmm. Is the God of history watching you?”

Inuki, who had been wandering for a long time and accumulating knowledge, immediately raised his head when he saw the sentence.

“That’s right. How annoying it is to be a shady pervert who can only build relationships by exploiting other people’s weaknesses.”

“But it’s strange. It seems to me that you are receiving the attention of the Lord.”

“Is it wrong that I am so pretty and cute? How disgusting it is to see pedo perverts like old men in Gachaban panting and begging to be sold. I was so scared that I might get attacked like this… Ouch!”

A tingling pain arose from the sentence drawn on my hand.

Ugh. I didn’t really sell it with my teeth clenched, but I lost my temper.

Is it possible for a man named God to be so narrow-minded to have believers? This makes me an outcast among the gods.

“Are you going to pass up the same Buddhist scripture just now to that extent? It seems you are more important than I think.”

“Have you finally realized that? Gaechaban’s old man has poor character and poor eyesight.”

Inuki got a little angry for a moment and put pressure on his neck, but then held the back of his neck with a sigh.

“It’s annoying, but I still have to keep what I said. The reason I know about fairies is similar to yours. That exalted being himself showed it.”

He explained that he had had a revelation of sorts.

The fairy dance I encountered in my dream. And the images of the heroes and the fairy queen laughing together in the middle of the festival. The sky suddenly turns black.

One by one, the fairies fall into sleep. Heroes who cannot escape from sadness. In the meantime, I heard one word muttered.

“The wizard said. I was underprepared. If there had been a little more time, this hellish scene would not have existed.”

Inuki woke up from a dream and prepared for a trip as if possessed by something.

Even though I had the weapon I was striking with, I put it down and followed the revelation.

Inuki had no choice but to do so because the intuition that it had to happen took over Inuki’s entire body.

“I don’t know what kind of being showed it to me. But one thing is now clear. It must have been for now that that being showed me the scene.”

With a meaningful smile, he rummaged around in his arms and pulled out an item on the table.

I was fully in the mood and expected something great to be waiting for me as I took the items out, but my expectations were quickly dashed.

It was dirt in a bottle. It’s not like it contains magical power. It doesn’t contain any divinity. However, it is ordinary soil that does not feel like anything special.

Is this person kidding me? Since I sold a lot, are you trying to pay me back in this way?

What a petty adult. I glared at Inuki with salty eyes, and he let out a laugh.

“Don’t you know what this is?”

“Has your grandfather developed dementia? It’s dirt. It’s nothing but empty dirt. The only thing that can be done is being stepped on by people.”

“What… no. This soil was collected from a place where the main god and the evil god faced each other in the past. It was quite a struggle to dig out what had been deposited over a long period of time.”

huh? Huh? This is such a symbolic item? I tilted my head and checked the soil through my emotions again.

[Cannot confirm due to lack of skill.]

The moment I saw the phrase that appeared before me, I had no choice but to admit that this dirt was no ordinary object.

My level of proficiency in appraisal skills is now high enough to allow me to appraise even quite a few holy objects.

But if it’s something that I can’t confirm with my emotions, then there’s something inside it that I don’t know about.

‘grandfather. ‘What do you feel?’

But… What if this dirt is something unusual? I don’t know how to use this dirt?

“So, Gaechaban Grandpa. What are you going to do with this marjoram clay filled with the breath of perverts?”

“I don’t know that either. I simply obtained this soil according to revelation.”

Looking at the proud appearance of the old man, I felt like selling it, but I suppressed it for now.

I don’t know for sure, but I’m sure that dirt will help me complete the quest. If I take it to the skeleton buried in the basement, I wonder if I will get a different answer.

“Looking at it, it looks like you have some rough thoughts.”

“There is one Jintta who gained magic in return for protecting his virginity for hundreds of years. To show him.”

“…Hmm. It’s not a very trustworthy title, but just take it. It’s better than what I’m holding. And.”

After finishing his explanation, he tried to say something, but cleared his throat and stood up.

“We are located in a blacksmith shop called Lava and Iron, so stop by when you are done. I will make the armor as you wish.”

Inuki’s voice was different from the first time, but his actions were not.

I felt deep fear as he walked out of the room at a quick pace, as if he was running away like a ferocious animal.

After the door closed with a loud sound, I followed the warning bell sent by the crisis detection and tried to put my hand on the doorknob, but the perverted apostle blocked my way faster than that.

“Young-ae. Where are you going? There are more than one piece of clothing that the young lady should wear.”

There was not even the slightest exaggeration in the perverted apostle’s words.

The moment he opened his subspace pocket, numerous clothes came pouring out of it.

From everyday clothes that look like they can be worn lightly, to beautiful dresses that look like they will attract attention wherever they go.

When I saw dozens of costumes piled up, I felt the madness of a pervert in them.

“Nikkis. Help mend clothes. The beauty of the young lady has become a little darker in this world, so we have to match it.”

“I will be happy to do so.”

The two immediately started moving their hands without even taking a new measurement.

“Would you like to try this on first?”

The first clothes that were repaired in less than five minutes were light clothes that could be worn on a daily basis.

Forced to wear sophisticated clothes that were closer to the modern clothing I knew than to the fantasy world, I had to admit that I couldn’t get out of this hell until I started wearing all those clothes.

“…Why is it a perfect fit? I wish I had looked at every nook and cranny of my body. Ugh. It’s really disgusting to be so needlessly meticulous.”

After changing my clothes with Caria’s help, I couldn’t help but be amazed at the clothes that clung to my body.

I can’t believe I could tailor clothes with such precision just by looking at them roughly.

They are real monsters.

A decent person wouldn’t be able to do something like this even if they measured each and every measurement and put in the effort.

Umm. The clothes are okay.

It’s cute because it feels active.

If someone had posted a karma like this on the community, wouldn’t they have flooded the comments asking how they could follow it?

Feeling admiration and goosebumps at the same time, I returned to the room where Pervert and Nikki were, and the two of them just looked at me without saying a word and then opened their mouths.

“Apostle. Wouldn’t it be okay if the sleeves were a little shorter? I think it would be more attractive that way.”

“No matter how much you say it is Monk Nikis, I can’t accept that. Rather, since the arms are covered, the skin visible through the flowing sleeves is attractive!”

Tired of the two people having an inhuman conversation with extremely serious expressions, I frowned and picked up another piece of clothing.

After that, I kept putting on and taking off my clothes.

Ugh. Why doesn’t it shrink even when I wear it?

Is the Perverted Apostle making clothes on the spot?!

Or am I under some kind of hypnosis? Is that so!?

I thought it would be better to receive training from the Aln family, but I cheered when the perverted apostle said that this would be the last time.

Is it real? All I have to do is wear this, right?

Let’s see. Is it a black dress? As expected, the design is good. Even as an outsider, I can’t help but be amazed, so I wonder if someone who knows a lot about fashion would faint when they see it.

In order to get out of this hell as quickly as possible, I changed my clothes and stood in front of the two people, putting strength into my shoulders.

Then time in the room stopped. what. What. Why are you looking at me like that?

Strange? I think it suits you well, don’t you think? I was quite satisfied when I saw my reflection in the mirror.

“Apostle. I guess my eyes aren’t objective. I need to find improvements, but I just can’t.”

“That’s the same for me. Nikkis. Everything is buried in Young-Ae’s beauty, so I can’t figure out what needs to be fixed. My eyes were helpless against such beauty.”

…Nope. I was just so shocked that I lost the ability to express my emotions. Just as I was expressing my disgust at the sight of the perverted Apostle wiping away a dripping nosebleed with a handkerchief, I heard the sound of the door opening.

“Stupid Papa?”

what? Why is Benedick here? Isn’t there still quite a bit left to finish the work?

Wow. Look at that troll-like human’s face, full of fatigue. How much trouble did you go through?

I was surprised to see dark circles around Benedick’s eyes that seemed to have nothing to do with the word fatigue.

Quang!

Benedick, who had been staring at me, shrugged his shoulders at the loud noise he made as he fell.

…

what?

what?!

What’s the big deal!?

Is it a surprise attack!?

Should I get ready to fight?!