Chapter 50

Finally, Tukkechuni has finished the book!

Yee-haw!

It’s less of a book and more like a tower made of thick papers, but since it’s called a book, let’s just go with that.

“So, what do you plan to do now?”

While I was hugging the book happily, Tukkechuni asked me.

“It should be read by others. Books exist for that purpose, right?”

At my words, Tukkechuni lowered her head with a dark expression.

“Did everything go as you wished?”

Hmm? Now, I need to have the Blessed One read it so they can remember…

No.

There’s no time.

If we don’t hurry, this entire book might burn up.

So, I pushed Tukkechuni aside and started cramming the first page into my brain.

“You didn’t care at all when I was writing it, so what wind blew through your mind now?”

“I’m memorizing it before the book disappears.”

I read a page, closed my eyes, and recalled it.

I could remember every single word perfectly.

Could I really do this?

If there truly wasn’t any time, I’d have to bless Tukkechuni to make her remember—of course, taking warmth and blessing someone are separate actions, so I wouldn’t be breaking any promises.

Though I did say I’d come back for everything in the end, I won’t be taking anything but warmth anyway.

If I don’t take the warmth then, at least I’ll have kept my promise.

Of course, since I can memorize the book myself, there’s no way I’ll bless Tukkechuni.

And why am I suddenly studying the materials written by Tukkechuni so intently?

Because several priests from the Seongsin Church have come to see the king.

This isn’t about Tisah’s funeral—it already ended yesterday. His empty coffin was buried in the royal cemetery.

All the priests who were present then have returned, saying they will come back for matters concerning me.

I thought it would take them at least a week to return from their headquarters, but here they are the very next day.

And not only are there ordinary priests, but there are also plenty of Holy Knights. According to the king’s memory, most of these people are extremely famous.

They’ve really gathered in droves.

In front of the king, they condemned the evil god who took Tisah away after he had been accepted by the Seongsin faith. From what other royals and nobles are whispering, this is considered highly disrespectful.

As soon as they arrived, they pulled out a letter from the head of the Seongsin Church and shouted in front of the king.

The nobles are whispering that this is too rude. Especially those who received blessings from me are reacting strongly. Some even say they’re treating the king as if he were a subordinate.

The priests demand that the evil god responsible be handed over immediately for punishment.

What should we do?

There doesn’t seem to be enough time to finish reading Tukkechuni’s book.

I should have read it earlier.

Regretting now is pointless.

While carefully reading to avoid missing anything, I also focus on what’s happening where the king is.

Surprisingly, instead of handing me over right away, the king asks them why they believe I’m an evil god.

I’m curious too.

Based on what exactly did they decide I’m a god?

But then they said this:

There was a divine revelation.

Yeah.

That’s what they said. The god of the Seongsin Church personally came to the Ansellus Kingdom and declared that the evil god must be defeated.

A personal visit from the god.

So, according to them, the Seongsin god said I’m an evil god, huh?

Ke he he.

If they’re calling me a god, I must not be a real one.

I’m just a simple strong person or maybe some minor deity, like a ghost, which is technically a god too, right?

Could it be that the protective barrier I used to stop Tisah from being taken broke instantly, making them think I’m the enemy? Are they trying to attack me indirectly this time using humans?

Hmm.

It’s not a bad strategy. Letting others fight is easier. If you get hurt while fighting directly, what then? Divide and conquer. Control without getting your hands dirty.

How underhanded.

What should we do?

While pondering, the king asked why the evil god’s blessing that Tisah received didn’t disappear when he converted.

Then a Holy Knight stepped forward.

He said past sins cannot simply be erased, explaining that although the Seongsin Church accepted Tisah, his sins remained.

Now is the time to pay for those sins, and the Holy Knight criticized the evil god for giving him those sins in the first place.

They’re discrediting their own god’s lack of power and blaming me for being evil.

It’s human logic.

Right. It’s a kind of both-sides-are-bad argument.

Evil gods are bad.

Tisah, who received the blessing, is also bad.

Only the Seongsin Church is righteous.

Sinners’ words hold no value, so they won’t listen. After all, we’re all the same kind.

Simple.

Instead of judging the event purely by its facts, they’re dragging in unrelated past events to dilute the current sin.

“What’s got you so worked up?”

Tukkechuni asked from the side. Oh, right. She doesn’t know what’s happening at the royal palace right now.

But it’s probably better if I keep the fact that I’m seeing the world through the eyes of the Blessed One hidden. How should I phrase it?

Ah, this works.

“The blessed ones of Seongsin have come to the royal palace.”

Whether they’re actually blessed by Seongsin or not, saying it this way makes it sound like they sensed it spiritually, right?

At my words, Tukkechuni turned her gaze toward the royal palace.

“Figures. Those Seongsin guys would do something like that. They move as fanatically as the Yeongyang Church Nation, if not more so.”

Tukkechuni said beside me.

Hee hee, they believed me.

It’s a shame I couldn’t see her expression because I was busy memorizing the papers.

“Hey, aren’t outsiders easy to deal with?”

That’s when she asked me.

Where do I get the strength to say that?

Oh, right. That day I came back.

She was suppressed by the royal family members I could control, and I shattered her magic power once.

Now, since a deep blue energy has returned to Tukkechuni’s chest, it seems regeneration is possible.

Anyway, there’s a powerful force capable of neutralizing Tukkechuni. That could be a consideration.

“No. Tukkechuni, I don’t have that kind of strength, nor do I intend to attack them.”

But it was all coincidence. I just improvised and made things work.

However, this time I’ll be a bit more proactive.

The faded man who hates gods whispers a method to me.

A way to kill a god.

Of course, in a world where gods actually exist, it’s almost impossible. But even if it doesn’t fully succeed, it can leave a significant wound.

He says I’ve already planted the seed. All I need to do is nurture it.

Using my blood to grow it and spread it widely.

Let’s do it then.

I’m super interested in messing with gods.

Meanwhile, far from where I am, the king is asking the Holy Knight if this is truly the will of the god.

The Holy Knight says the god will make the judgment.

In other words, what he said is his own opinion, and the god will decide later, so you should follow our orders.

It’s rude, but in the Ansellus Kingdom, this isn’t unusual.

Because the whole country values the word of the Seongsin Church more than the kingdom itself.

A few nobles and the king alone can’t stop them.

That’s why I’m hurriedly memorizing the book right now.

Ah, it’s not all my idea.

I overheard some gossip among the nobles who received my blessings.

I can hear what others think if someone nearby mentions it aloud.

Following that noble’s thoughts, the Holy Knight loudly pressured the king.

The king reluctantly agreed with a very displeased look. Though his expression was rigid like a mask, he’s not skilled enough to hide his biological signals.

The king announced he would bring the evil god and ordered his subordinates to fetch me.

Ugh, at least my house is far from the center, so it’ll take them some time to arrive, but they’ll be here soon.

Even if I read as fast as I can, I doubt I’ll get through half of it.

I need to try harder.

Something strange caught my attention.

The people I blessed suddenly rushed toward me, arriving on horseback before the king’s men could reach me. They said they needed to escape first.

“They’re coming to capture you!”

“The Seongsin Church claims you’re an evil god and intends to kill you!”

Despite their age and usually composed demeanor, they sounded like anxious youths.

“Yes, I’m aware.”

At this, Tukkechuni looked at me in surprise, but her face carried a faint smile. It wasn’t fear—it was genuine amusement.

Looks like I’ve caused her quite a bit of trouble.

“But if I run, you’ll be in danger.”

Tukkechuni gave me a look like I’d eaten something wrong.

Don’t worry. I have a plan.

“So, please read this instead of me. I should’ve read it alone, but if we split it among three of you, we’ll finish much faster.”

I handed them the stack of papers I was reading. They looked at me with apprehension.

“What is this?”

“It’s a witch’s method to summon me.”

Yes, I prepared an escape route by pretending it’s cruel ritual involving offerings, claiming Tukkechuni wrote it.

Their expressions brightened. They must think they can call me back anytime, but they won’t likely see me again.

“After reading it from start to finish, if the method seems evil, please refrain from using it.”

Because I’ll say this:

Tukkechuni, standing nearby, looked at me as if witnessing something horrifying. Yeah, I know, it looks like I’m suddenly pretending to be good.

But do you know?

Tragedy spreads like an epidemic.

To mess with the gods starting now, I need to lay the groundwork ahead of time. There must be no contradictions in my actions.

I heard the approaching footsteps of the people sent by the king beyond the mansion. I went out to meet them.

I’m leaving the mansion to ensure those clutching the papers inside don’t get harmed. I called each of their names individually and said:

“Please read the book.”

They nodded with moved expressions. Leaving them behind, I headed toward the entrance.

“Tukkechuni, come with me.”

Without questioning, Tukkechuni followed me. Maybe she was worried she might harm the three I left behind, but she followed naively.

“What are you thinking?”

As soon as we closed the door and stepped outside, Tukkechuni asked me.

“I’m going to die.”

At least this mysterious body will end.

“Huh, what? Planning to pretend to be a good god and die now? If you completely vanish from this world, I wouldn’t mind.”

Instead of using different words, I simply said:

“There’s no end here.”

Yes, nothing ends. Now, I’m going to release the poison, and the person left behind will diligently memorize the summoning method in my place.

But Tukkechuni seemed not to understand and looked puzzled. Fine, let her worry. Instead, let’s divert her attention elsewhere.

“So, you’re free now, Tukkechuni. But if you want to watch me die, come along.”

We need to buy time until the remaining people finish reading the papers. Watching someone I’ve tormented die would surely please Tukkechuni.

“Alright, sure.”

She took the bait.

Smiling, I walked with her to greet the people sent from the royal palace.

It’s time to humiliate the gods.

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