The Outer God Needs Warmth

Finally, Hyungkeshni has finished the book!

Yay!

Although, calling it a book might be an understatement — it’s more like a thick stack of paper. But since it’s called a book, I guess it’s a book.

“What are you planning to do now?”

I was hugging the book and feeling happy, but Hyungkeshni asked me that.

“They have to read it. That’s what books are for, right?”

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

“Did everything go the way you wanted?”

Well, I don’t know. Now, I have to get the blessed people to read it and make them remember.

No.

I don’t have time.

If I’m not careful, this whole book might burn up.

I pushed Hyungkeshni aside and began eagerly memorizing the first page.

“You didn’t even care when I was writing, but suddenly what’s this new interest?”

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

I looked at the page, closed my eyes, and tried to recall it.

I can remember it without missing a single word.

I can do this, huh?

If I really didn’t have time, I would’ve had to bless Hyungkeshni just to get her to memorize it.

Of course, taking warmth and bestowing blessings are separate actions, so it’s not breaking the promise.@@novelbin@@

I did say I’d take everything in the end, but actually, I’m not really taking anything but warmth.

If I don’t take warmth at that point, the promise is kept.

Since I can memorize the book, there’s no need for me to bless Hyungkeshni.

And the reason I’m suddenly focusing so intently on the material Hyungkeshni wrote.

That’s because, right now, priests from the Holy Spirit Church have come to the king.

It’s not for the funeral. Tis-ha’s funeral ended yesterday. The empty coffin was laid to rest in the royal cemetery.

At that time, all the priests from the Holy Spirit Church left, saying they would come to discuss matters about me.

I thought it would take at least a week for them to go back to the headquarters and return to talk about me, but they arrived the very next day, today.

And they’re not just regular priests. There are also a lot of paladins. According to the king’s memory, most of the people there are very famous.

They really came in a swarm.

They condemned the evil god who stole Tis-ha, who had received the Holy Spirit’s blessing, in front of the king. From what I overheard from other royals and nobles, what they’re doing is incredibly rude.

Right after they arrived, they immediately pulled out the letter from the leader of the Holy Spirit Church and shouted.

The nobles whispering think this is too rude. Especially those who received my blessing are pushing back very hard. There are even whispers saying they’re treating the king like an inferior.

The priest from the Holy Spirit Church is demanding that the evil god be handed over to be punished.

What should I do?

I don’t think I’ll have time to read through all of Hyungkeshni’s book.

I should’ve read it earlier.

Regret is too late.

While I carefully read through, making sure I don’t miss anything, I focus on what’s happening in the royal castle with the king.

The king, surprisingly, didn’t immediately give me up but asked why the evil god’s blessing on Tis-ha didn’t disappear when he converted.

Then, the paladin stepped forward.

He said the sin Tis-ha had committed couldn’t be ignored, and while the Holy Spirit accepted Tis-ha, the sin remained.

Now, the time has come to pay for that sin, and they criticized the evil god who gave the sin.

It’s a denial that their god lacks power, while trying to blame me.

It’s human logic.

That’s right. It’s a form of moral equivalence.

The evil god is bad. Tis-ha, who received the blessing, is bad. Only the Holy Spirit is right.

The words of a sinner have no value, so they refuse to listen. After all, they’re all the same.

It’s simple.

Rather than judging a crime purely by an event, it’s a technique of pulling in past facts and diluting the current crime.

“What’s the rush?”

Hyungkeshni asked me from the side. Oh, right. Hyungkeshni doesn’t know what’s happening in the royal castle right now.

But it’s better to keep the fact that I’m seeing the world through the eyes of the blessed from others. How should I phrase it?

Ah, yes. I can say this:

“The ones blessed by the Holy Spirit have come to the royal castle.”

I don’t actually know if they received blessings from the Holy Spirit, but if I say it like this, they might take it as spiritual power.

At my words, Hyungkeshni turned her gaze toward the royal castle.

“Holy Spirit Church? That’s to be expected. They’re just like the Spiritual Kingdom, or even worse, they’re working harder than anyone else.”

Hyungkeshni said to the side.

Hehe, she believed it?

It’s a shame I can’t see her expression because she’s too busy memorizing the paper.

“Hey, aren’t those guys easy for an Outer God to handle?”

She asked.

Where does she think my power lies?

Oh, right. On the day I returned, I somehow suppressed the royal castle members I could control. And I shattered her magic once.

Now, seeing the indigo energy returned to Hyungkeshni’s chest, it seems like it can regenerate.

Anyway, I must have enough strength to incapacitate Hyungkeshni. That’s one way to think about it.

“No. Hyungkeshni. I don’t have that kind of power, nor do I plan to attack them.”

But it was a coincidence. It was all just improvisation. I just did what was necessary.

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

The faded man, who really hates gods, whispers one way.

The way to kill a god.

Of course, it’s nearly impossible in a world where gods exist. But at worst, I can inflict some serious damage.

I’ve already planted the seed. All I have to do is make it bloom.

If I use my blood to make it bloom and spread, it’ll be done.

Then, I’ll do it.

I’m very interested in making a god suffer.

Right now, far away from where my body is, the king asks the paladin if this is truly the will of the god.

The paladin says the god will judge.

In other words, what he’s saying is his own opinion, but the judgment will be made by the god later, so we have to follow their orders.

It’s rude, but it’s not surprising in Ansellus Kingdom.

That’s because the faith in the Holy Spirit Church is so great that, in this country, the words of the Holy Spirit are more important than the king’s.

It’s impossible to stop them with just a few nobles and the king’s will.

Knowing that, I’ve been hurriedly memorizing the book.

Ah, of course, I didn’t think of everything.

I heard the nobles who received my blessing whispering.

I just have to listen to what others think.

If I hadn’t heard them, I wouldn’t have known, but if someone is next to me and says something aloud, I can eavesdrop on it.

Following the thoughts of those nobles, the paladin pressured the king loudly.

The king, with an extremely displeased expression, reluctantly agreed to the paladin’s words. Of course, his expression was as stiff as a mask, but he wasn’t skilled enough to hide all his biological signals.

The king told them to bring me to them.

He then ordered a subordinate to come and get me.

Ugh, luckily, my house is far from the castle, so it will take some time for them to arrive, but they will get here soon.

Even if I read quickly, I’ll probably have read more than half of it by the time they arrive.

I’ll have to keep my energy up.

But then, something strange caught my attention.

Those who had received my blessing suddenly started rushing toward me. Before the people the king ordered to come for me could arrive, they were riding horses and heading to my mansion.

And not long after, the mansion was filled with the sound of rushing footsteps. As the hurried footsteps reached my ears, a scared-looking Hyungkeshni, holding her staff, turned toward the entrance, while three of the blessed people ran toward me, opening the door.

“You need to escape right now!” “They’re coming to arrest you from the Holy Spirit Church!” “They’re slandering you as an evil god and planning to kill you!”

Originally, they were all supposed to be older and more serious, but now they’re shouting urgently like children.

“Yes. I know.”

At those words, Hyungkeshni looked at me with a shocked expression. And there’s a faint smile on her face. It’s not a face of fear. It’s the face of someone who’s really satisfied.

I guess I’ve really been tormenting her a lot.

“But if I run, you’ll be in danger.”

Hyungkeshni looks at me with the expression of someone who ate something wrong.

It’s fine. I have a plan.

“So, please read this instead of me. I should read it, but if the three of you share it, it’ll be read quickly.”

I handed them the stack of paper I was reading. They looked at me with fearful expressions.

“What is this?” “It’s how to summon me, written by this witch.”

Yes. I thought there might be a cruel method for sacrifices, so I said Hyungkeshni wrote it and made an escape route in advance.

Their expressions brightened. Do they think they can summon me again? But they’ll find it hard to see me.

“After reading it from start to finish, if the method is evil, please don’t use it.”

Because I’ll say this.

Hyungkeshni, listening from the side, looks at me with the expression of someone who’s witnessing something terrible. I know. It’ll probably look like I’m suddenly pretending to be good.

But do they know?

Tragedy spreads like a plague.

From now on, if I want to use a method that troubles a god, I need to set it up in advance. There can’t be any contradictions in my actions.

I heard the sounds of people coming to my house at the king’s command from beyond the mansion. I’m going out to meet them.

I’m going to make sure they don’t get hurt while holding the paper. I’ll call each one of their names and say this:

“Please read the book.”

They nod with expressions of gratitude. I leave them behind and head toward the exit.

“Hyungkeshni. Follow me.”

Without hesitation, Hyungkeshni follows me.

Maybe I called her to make sure she doesn’t do anything to harm those three, but she follows so innocently, almost like a fool.

“What are you thinking?”

After closing the door, Hyungkeshni asks me.

“I plan to go die like this.”

At least, this mysterious body will come to an end.

“Hah, what’s this? Now you’re pretending to be a good god and planning to die? If you completely end things in this world, I’ll be happy.”

Instead of expressing myself, I simply say this:

“There’s no end here.”

Yes. Nothing ends. From now on, I’ll release poison, and the people left behind will memorize the summoning method for me.

But Hyungkeshni, perhaps not understanding my words, looks puzzled. That’s fine. I’ll let her worry and turn her attention elsewhere.

“So now you’re free, Hyungkeshni. But if you want to see me die, come with me.”

At least, I’ll have to buy time until the remaining people finish reading the paper. Hyungkeshni might like seeing the person who tormented her die, right?

“Alright, fine.”

She took the bait.

So, I smiled and went out with her to meet the people from the royal palace.

It’s time to go make a god suffer.