Need help?
Don’t I look desperate to you right now?!
Can you not sense the desperation of a tiny creature because you’re so high up?!
I can’t breathe.
My consciousness is fading away.
I’m barely holding on, but I’m already at my limit.
[It’ll be hard to talk like this.]
The mont the ssage appeared, my vision darkened and the pressure I’d been feeling around my neck disappeared.
What happened?
When my vision returned, I was bewildered by the sudden change in the surrounding scenery.
A pure white space where nothing existed.
I was floating in the middle of it.
Where am I?
Is this the afterlife?
Did the alchemist strangle to death?
[Don’t worry. You’re not dead yet.]
A ssage from the Lord appeared along with a notification sound.
“Then where is this?”
I was surprised after saying the words myself.
This is ridiculous.
For normal words to co out of my mouth.
If it were normal, I would have said sothing like you’re an incompetent piece of trash or a piece of trash worse than an evil spirit.
[I thought it would be difficult to have a conversation there, so I only summoned your spirit.]
So, you created a space for conversation with your power?
Since you only summoned my spirit, it shouldn’t be affected by skills.
If sothing like this was possible, how nice it would have been if you had summoned a long ti ago and opened a space for conversation.
Then I wouldn’t have had to go through this near-death crisis.
You fucking masochistic, incompetent god.
Did you really want to hear sugaki’s criticism that much?!
[I’ll ask again, do you need help?]
“Of course, I do. I don’t want to die yet.”
The reason I’ve trained so desperately for the past few months is solely to survive.
I don’t want to die.
It’s unfair that I possessed the sugaki’s body, but I can’t die a pitiful death like this.
[If you want, I can save you.]
“Of course.”
[But know this, there is no miracle in this world without a price.]
The mont I saw the ssage that ca to mind, I burst out laughing.
Aha.
It wasn’t that they couldn’t help , but that they didn’t want to help .
The gods in Soul Academy are neither omnipotent nor omniscient.
Furthermore, they are not unconditionally good.
They simply possess overwhelming power compared to humans, but they have a tendency to be closer to transcendence than gods.
They are extrely powerful human beings.
The sa is true now.
If this sinister, sloppy god Armadi were simply a good god, he would have helped before this ss got out of hand.
But he didn’t.
He waited for the mont when the value of his help would be the highest and showed up.
And then he shalessly asked if I needed help.
The intention behind his words was so obvious that I couldn’t help but laugh.
“What do you want?”
[I only want one thing from you. I want you to be my apostle.]
“Why?”
The mont I heard the sloppy god’s conditions, a question naturally ca out.
I couldn’t understand why.
I know that being an apostle of God isn’t simply determined by piety.
But there are limits to that.
What kind of person am I?
Lucy is soone who doubts the existence of God and insults believers.
She is an unbeliever who is completely distant from the word faith.
Why do you want to make such a person an apostle?
There must be many people in the world who are better than right now?
Armadi.
What on earth are you looking at?
[Does God need a reason to choose an apostle?]
You have no intention of answering ?
Ha.
This is why I hate the gods of Soul Academy.
I wanted to tell the shaless Armadi to eat shit, but I couldn’t do that right now.
“Okay, let’s do it. I’ll beco your apostle.”
Because I had no choice.
If this crappy god doesn’t help , the end I’ll reach is a dog’s death.
Even if the deal Armadi was proposing was a devil’s offer to drag into hell, I had to accept it.
[The deal is made.]
As soon as I read that ssage, I woke up and found myself lying on the stone floor.
The alchemist who was trying to use as a test subject was gone.
The Argos who surrounded us were gone.
All that was left were the glowing stones illuminating the room and a huge hole in the middle of the room.
This was… the boss room of ‘Where the Alchemist Stayed’?
I turned my gaze following the breathing I could hear next to and saw Joy and Jacob sleeping.
The two of them had relaxed expressions, as if they had forgotten the disaster they had just experienced.
Even a crappy god would be considerate to this extent.
Ha.
I did my best.
From now on, I’ll leave out the incompetence, you sloppy Armadi.
‘What happened?’
What Grandpa thinks is right.
Since I had no reason to lie, I told Grandpa what had just happened.
Of course, I left out the many blasphemous thoughts I had had.
If I told Grandpa, a knight who believed in Armadi, what I had been thinking inside, he would have been in a state of shock.
‘The fact that I was chased by the alchemist. It’s all because of Armadi.’
So what if I’m a little blasphemous?
That sloppy Lord made an apostle even though he knew all this stuff anyway.
What.
“Test subject! Where are you going!”
While I was bickering with my grandfather, a disgusting voice ca up my spine from below.
The floor I was standing on began to vibrate, and I could hear sothing moving through the hole in the middle.
‘I know!’
That alchemist bastard is as disgusting as he looks.
If he’s the boss of the dungeon, he should stay in his own dungeon.
How far are you going to chase , you stalker!
I hurriedly picked up Joy and Jacob on my shoulders.
We have to run.
As far as we can get away from that bastard’s pursuit.
Since I had the map of the dungeon in my head, I could buy so ti if I escaped through the hidden passages.
As I was thinking that I saw tentacles rising up through the hole in the floor of the boss room.
Ha.
Shit.
Is it too late?
I dropped the two people I had been carrying on my shoulders to the ground and raised my shield and mace.
And soon after, the alchemist wearing a giant cloak appeared.
The mont I saw those red eyes, my breath caught in my throat.
A cold fear crawled up my spine and consud my body.
How long could I hold out?
“If you were going to run away, you should have gone further away.”
That’s right.
Damn Armadi.
I take back what I said just now.
Armadi, you’re an incompetent and sloppy god.
And not just any idiot, you’re a sloppy idiot.
You idiot!
If you’re going to save , you should have sent to the safest place possible!
You idiot!
[Do you think I didn’t expect this?]
As I was swearing inwardly, a ssage window appeared in front of as if it had heard .
“Miss! Duck your head!”
At the sa ti, the voice of Karl rang in my ear.
I moved my body before I could think.
What should be called an energy sword passed over my bowed head.
The sword energy easily cut down the tentacles that were approaching , but it didn’t lose its montum.
“Hmm!”
A slurring sound flowed from the alchemist who had received the energy sword with his staff.
As if sensing a crisis, the alchemist imdiately tried to use his ominous magic power to weave a magic circle, but by that ti, the sword had already reached him.
As Karl swung his sword, the tentacles supporting the alchemist’s body were cut off.
Having lost what was holding him up, the alchemist fell back down into the dungeon where he had been staying.
“Miss, it’s okay.”
“I’m okay, so go and take care of that disgusting idiot!”
What kind of saviour are you acting like by showing up so late!
“If you have a chance to talk, swing your sword one more ti and finish that guy off!”
When I shouted that, Karl smiled and said yes, and without a mont’s hesitation, threw himself down into the dungeon.
…
As soone who runs Soul Academy, this situation is extrely regrettable.
It’s unfortunate that Soul Academy, which boasts a long history, couldn’t even prepare for such a variable.
This incident was resolved without any problems thanks to the excellent leadership of the daughter of the Partran family, but if we had done sothing wrong, three nobles taking the entrance exam could have died.
Our Soul Academy…
Jude Alber, the principal of Soul Academy, sighed for the hundredth ti today while reading letters from other academies.
Since the accident at the academy’s entrance exam yesterday, Jude had been organizing these types of letters.
The types of people who sent letters were diverse.
Parents of Soul Academy.
Other academies.
The palace.
The church.
The academic society.
It seed that everyone related to Soul Academy was waiting for a response to this incident.
Whenever Jude read these letters, she would make this excuse in her head.
It was the first ti in history that the evil god Agra had intervened in the academy’s exam, so how could she have prepared for it?
However, Jude did not let that thought out of her mind.
No matter how well it was resolved, it was clear that soone almost died due to Soul Academy’s lack of preparation.
As the principal of Soul Academy, she had to take responsibility for this.
This is really….
As she was writing down her reply with his quill pen, soone knocked on the door.
“Co in.”
The one who opened the door and ca in was her secretary, who had dark circles under her eyes from working all day yesterday.
“What’s going on?”
“Principal, Young Lady Lucy wants to see you.”
Young Lady Lucy was one of the people involved in the accident that happened in the dungeon yesterday, wasn’t she?
“Ask her to co in. No. I’ll have to go out myself.”
Young Lady Lucy was the victim of this incident.
Therefore, Jude Alber, who was in charge of this incident, should have been polite to her.
Putting down her quill pen, she got up from her seat, passed her secretary, and went out of the room.
“Hello, Old Principal.”
Lucy Allen, who was waiting outside, greeted Jude politely as soon as she saw her, but at the sa ti, she hurled insulting remarks.
“I ca to complain about the accident that happened at this shabby academy.”
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