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The Pope looked at the apostle of the Lord running towards him with a smile that was not at all daunting, with a strange look on his face.

The apostle of the Lord he knew was a noble person because he was weak. He was a beautiful being because he stood up firmly and moved forward without collapsing while facing his own weakness.

In other words, he was a person who was honest about his hesitation.

So, originally, when you found out that other people were bleeding, you should have lost your smile and your hands should have lost strength.

But Lucy didn’t hesitate.

The Pope, realizing this, empowered the knights and stepped back to watch the world unfold.

A place that should not have existed in the first place, a hell that he created with the power of the end.

And I found out. The reason why Lucy doesn’t hesitate. The Lord’s Apostle trusts humans, and humans are repaying that trust.

Why?

The Pope looked with doubt as he saw people raising weapons everywhere.

Why are they getting up?

‘Stop it!’

‘Fight!’

‘We will win!’

‘For the great Lord!’

Why do they have will?

‘Don’t be afraid!’

‘This is the path the apostle has already taken!’

‘He trusted us and entrusted us with this task! We cannot back down!’

Why do you suppress your fear and move forward?

‘Do not be afraid!’

‘The Lord is watching over us!’

‘For the salvation of the world!’

‘For our country!’

‘For our family!’

Why don’t you move forward without fearing death?

The man the Pope knew was not like this.

Humans are creatures that easily give in to despair and fall apart.

There are some exceptions, but most people simply give up and give up everything in fear, willingly resorting to evil to escape their fear.

This is not just the Pope’s thinking.

It’s reality.

It was a conviction gained from the fact that most of the people I had seen since the time I was an apostle of the evil god were like that.

Humans are weak.

That’s why it becomes evil.

He succumbs to the weight of reality and turns into evil.

Some children, unable to bear the hunger, reach out to evil.

Some men bow down to evil to save their own lives.

Some parents embrace evil with the sole intention of protecting their children.

Some evildoers resort to evil for their own desires, but this too is because they are weak.

Failure to fulfill one’s desires through proper action is itself a proof of weakness.

Another villain, after countless nightmares, gains a false belief that evil is good, and commits massacres without a care.

This is also proof of weakness. If humans were truly strong, they would not have harbored wrong beliefs.

In addition, humans face evil and hold its hand while possessing numerous weaknesses. It is the same now.

The Pope, as head of the Church he gave, has known the innumerable evils that exist in this world and has taken advantage of them many times.

That is why the Pope considered their weakness as a natural thing and thought they would betray his expectations.

As people in the past did, as those recorded in history did, and as I myself did.

It was believed that if a disaster occurred anywhere on earth, people would collapse.

In despair, I was convinced that they would betray the apostle of the Lord after each of their greed was divided and blood was shed.

But the reality was different.

They didn’t run away.

He didn’t even back down.

I didn’t just run forward blindly.

The Lord’s apostles were moving forward as planned and calmly facing the disaster.

Why? The answer came right away without me having to think about it too much.

The only reason they didn’t despair or give up was because of the faith that one person gave them.

Apostle of the Lord.

Lucy Arlen.

The many miracles she performed, things that seemed easy at first glance but no one else could do, and the days that bordered on asceticism, gave faith to the continent.

There is no need to reach out to evil.

We are strong.

If we just do what we have to do, we can win.

You can remain good.

We can make miracles happen.

The hope brought about by one Lucy Allen spread like an epidemic among people, making them willing to face death.

It was then that I began to believe that the world would become a better place even if I died.

The Pope was again in awe of the little girl running towards him.

She felt joy at the fact that it was her own ordeal.

And I felt a very, very small amount of anger.

Even though I knew it was blasphemous, I couldn’t contain my anger.

It was different from before.

To the point where I couldn’t understand the past where I only felt awe no matter what kind of disturbance I was facing.

“Phuhu♡ Are you really angry?♡ Are you annoyed because things don’t go your way?♡”

The Pope, who had been angered by Lucy, touched his face, noticed the corners of his mouth were furrowed, and wiped his face away.

The power of the end is truly mighty. For me to be irritated by the apostle of the Lord. Is the concept of the end really that powerful?

“Hahahahahaha!”

“What the heck?♡ Did you go crazy?♡ You were already crazy, but now you have something even crazier to do?♡”

This makes the story different.

The plan of the Lord’s apostle has become a threat to me.

Even if I descend as the final evil god in a stable world, I will not be able to end all the gods by myself.

Especially if the thing the Apostle prepared harms my power, there is no need to say anything.

“How can you act so great when you’re a pathetic adult who can’t even control your anger~♡ Phew♡ It’s just like that♡”

What’s more problematic is that my gaze is increasingly drawn to the apostle.

Her beautiful appearance, her bright light that dispels the darkness, her mischievous smile, and her clear voice keep capturing my attention.

And it makes me want to run to that person.

Anger.

Anger.

Yeah, bring out the anger.

If I continue like this, I’ll lose my sense of reason and forget my original plan, and I’ll end up clinging to Yeong-ae.

So, that is something that should be avoided.

“Jo~ru♡”

The Pope suppressed his anger and used his ultimate power.

A small gap that formed after a brief period of trust, confidence, and skill between them.

The power of purification instantly pushed away the power of the end, but before that, the Pope’s hand reached the wizard and the saintess.

I had to reach out.

“Slow.”

But strangely enough, before his hand could reach it, the sword cut off his wrist with its power.

It’s not the sword of the Black Sword, but the sword of a young girl.

“How?”

Beyond the genuine bewilderment, a man carrying the power of two people was visible.

What trick did you use to transfer the curse placed on someone else to yourself?

That crazy method is something I would have seen hundreds of years ago!?

But not yet.

The first attempt ended in failure, but the distance narrowed down!

If I were to intervene and end the miracle they are drawing, all my plans would go down the drain!

The Pope, who tried to get in between the magic with bloodshot eyes, was startled once by the darkness blocking the way, and then again by the countless illusions that existed beyond that darkness.

“…God’s power to humans.”

The darkness that had previously obscured his vision was the power of the Dark God, and the hallucinations that later bewitched him were the power of the Void.

Although fundamentally different, the phenomenon itself was perfectly consistent with power.

Even if you say he is Erginus’ disciple, he is still a child.

“Your will is only that much.”

The Pope’s sense of reason flew away for a moment at the sight of the saint’s laughter beyond her wide-open eyes, and at the same time, his body was dragged backwards.

This is not normal. This is power. The power of God has taken possession of me.

“Hellooong~♡ You little rascal~♡”

The mace slammed down from above and smashed the Pope’s face mercilessly, and he used his power beyond the lost sight to chase away those around him.

“Clumsy♡ Clumsy♡ Heheheeheeheup~♡ So fucking weak~♡”

And the moment his head returned, a voice was heard that took away the Pope’s reason.

The Pope, who had been running towards Lucy blindly according to his instincts, realized that he was going wrong only after seeing Lucy’s smile.

But it was already too late.

He had already thrown his punch, but Lucy’s shield came forward and blocked his punch.

Normally, Lucy would not have been able to block the Pope’s powerful fist.

As before, it would have been unable to withstand the impact and would have been blown away. However, the sound coming from Lucy’s shield was as clear as a church bell.

“Puhhh♡ Is this all there is to it?♡” Hahaha. Hahahahaha. Hahahahahahaha! “Yes. I guess this is all there is to it.”

As the Pope reached out again, Lucy raised her shield, but strangely his hand moved away from the shield and caught Lucy’s arm.

“Huh?”

She felt embarrassed by the mistake she would never make, but it was inevitable.

Because the power of the end transcended cause and effect and reached Lucy.

“Still, we have to do our best.”

There is no time to think back anymore.

In order to achieve even a little bit of your goal, you must overcome the trials before your eyes.

How arrogant.

How stupid I was.

The Lord’s apostle has become my trial, so how can I win while thinking of the future?

Miracles always happen when you do your best.

Miracles can only happen when you don’t give up and give it your all in the situation in front of you. That must be the case for me, too.

“I’m going to be a little stubborn.”

A large man’s hand twists and breaks the girl’s arm. He sends all those who rush in screaming down below.

They hold the power of the Lord, so they will come out of the dungeon in no time.

But it doesn’t matter.

By then, the Lord’s apostles will have already been incapacitated.

“Trial.”

Please collapse.