My favorability with Joy exceeded 70.
I looked at that ssage once, closed my eyes, opened them again, and then ran a hand over my face before looking at it again.
But no matter how many tis I looked, the ssage was still the sa.
Really?! Joy’s favorability has surpassed 70?!
I wasn’t expecting it at all, so this felt like the biggest reward I could have received.
My favorite character actually likes !
What could be more significant than that?
Sure, her liking probably ans she sees more as a benefactor than a friend, but who cares!
Friendship isn’t sothing that happens just because you want it to!
Friendship is sothing that naturally develops over ti!
Just seeing this ssage made feel like I had received enough compensation for nearly dying just a mont ago.
If I can win Joy’s heart, then what’s a few holes in my body? Nothing at all!
Feeling confident that I could smile through whatever ca next, I moved on to the next ssage.
[You successfully endured against the Apostle of the Dark God!] [Reward: Your body has been completely healed.]
So that’s why my body was in good shape.
You lowly god, at least you take care of your toys, huh?
But couldn’t you just prevent from getting broken in the first place?
Why do you always have to let things get ssed up first?
Are you really a sadist who enjoys watching things break?
If that’s true, you’re seriously the worst.
You sadistic pervert of a god.
I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll believe that’s not the case.
I an, no way would a god who rules over an entire world be a weirdo who claps like a seal at the sight of a girl bleeding, right?
Thinking that, I checked the next ssage.
This one was also from the lowly god.
[You successfully repelled the Apostle of the Dark God!] [This is an accomplishnt that should not have been possible!] [The skill that played the biggest role in this achievent has been enhanced!]
...Wait a minute.
Stop!
Stoooooop!
Why are you enhancing that skill?!
Hey!
No, Armathi!
Why would you do sothing like this?!
I gritted my teeth and defeated your enemy!
You said it yourself, it’s an impossible feat!
So why are you trying to ss with instead of giving a proper reward?!
I was so terrified to look down that I couldn’t even bring myself to lower my head, but what choice did I have?
The results were already in.
But considering that I called Carl “clumsy” instead of “clumsy dog,” maybe the penalty has been reduced.
Yeah, let’s think positively.
Every ti I’ve tried to think positively before, I’ve been betrayed, but maybe this ti will be different.
Please. Please, Armathi.
Don’t gift your toy with any more suffering.
Praying silently, I finally glanced downward.
[Reward: sugaki skill penalty reduced]
Even so, I buried my face into the blanket.
Ahhh...
Thank you so much, Armathi.
This unfaithful believer has always mocked and threatened you, yet you’ve shown rcy even to a follower like .
I’ve always doubted your intentions until now, but this ti is different.
You sent all those hardships my way just so I could experience this mont!
Oh, Armathi.
I will attend church and pray every holiday from now on.
I’ll even make donations.
I’ll bring others with to the church!
Carl? Freyr? Bishie?
Just say the word!
I’ll turn them into your followers in no ti!
Armathi!
Smiling from ear to ear, I moved on to the final ssage.
So, what’s this one going to be?
Given my past experiences, it’s about ti for so cosmic joke to show up.
There’s always that pattern where my mood soars to the sky, only to crash straight down afterward.
But that won’t happen this ti.
My mood has shot past the sky, broken through the atmosphere, and soared into space.
How could anything drag back down now that I’m in zero gravity?
[A new quest has appeared!] [Claim the top spot!] [Take first place in the Academy’s midterm exam!] [Reward: Unlock Inventory Function] [Failure: ???]
I expected a cosmic joke and read the ssage with caution, but the text was surprisingly straightforward, making tilt my head in confusion.
What is this?
Isn’t this too ordinary?
Lowly god, don’t you usually enjoy being cursed at?
Isn’t your thing to smirk while listening to spit insults?
So why are you holding back this ti?
I an, I’m thankful and all.
Really, I appreciate it.
But when soone who usually treats you poorly suddenly starts being nice, it makes you nervous, you know?
It’s hard to be sure whether this is the calm before the storm or a red carpet leading to my happiness.
I never thought I’d say this, but I would have preferred another cosmic joke.
Then I could have just cursed at Armathi while worrying about how to twist myself out of the situation.
But now I have to worry about what kind of cosmic joke might hit next.
Damn it.
What is this?
Could it be related to the main story?
If so, that’s fine. I’ve already anticipated it, so I can handle it.
Even if things get worse, I’ll find a way to deal with it.
Could it be related to my relationships?
There’s already a quest to make two people’s favorability surpass 70, so what more could there be?
Even if soone else is added, I can just focus on Arthur or Favie, so it’s not a problem.
Is it sothing impossible, like my reputation?
But that’s unreasonable.
If the quest demands that I earn a good reputation in the academy, I’d just give up.
If it’s about so other reputation, I might be able to manage...
As I worried, new concerns began to pile up.
If I were just controlling a character from behind a monitor, I could solve all of these issues, but that’s not the case now.
Yeah, let’s not worry about unnecessary things and focus on what needs to be done right now.
If a cosmic joke cos, I’ll figure out how to handle it when it does.
It’s better to spend my ti preparing so I’m ready for anything.
Yeah, let’s start by grinding levels and skills.
Favie often heard that her eyes shone like moonlight, and now, she was staring at the mace before her.
According to Johann, who worked on the Allen family estate, this mace once belonged to the paladin Luel, one of the heroes who saved the world long ago.
Luel’s mace.
The weapon that vanished when Paladin Luel disappeared from the world.
For the past two hundred years, countless people searched for it, but none ever found even a trace.
Many swindlers had claid this to be Luel’s mace, proudly boasting, only to have their heads cut off.
According to Johann, Lady Allen found this item after receiving a divine revelation.
Until today, Favie hadn’t thought much about it.
No matter how great its history, an object is still just an object.
If the gods led soone to this item, it ant there was sothing they needed to accomplish with it.
There was no reason to be envious just because a relic had ended up in soone else’s hands.
That’s what Favie used to think.
But lately, tiny doubts had begun to creep into her heart.
Emotions she had never felt before started to stir within her.
Why does the goddess only speak to Lady Allen?
Why does she care for her?
Why does she pay attention to her?
Why, after giving Lady Allen this gift, does she continue to share her light?
Why?
Why?
Favie shook her head and squeezed her hands together in front of her chest as if chastising herself.
She needed to repent for these dark thoughts.
Favie had beco a mber of the Church of the Main God according to prophecy before she even knew the aning of worldly matters.
There were no issues during that process.
She had no family, no ties, nothing.
The only price the church paid for her was a single silver coin given to the orphanage.
Afterward, she was raised in the church as a saint.
Others might see it differently, but it wasn’t a difficult life for Favie.
The education required of a saint.
The things she had to endure.
The many tasks she had to perform.
None of it felt burdenso to her.
And so she thought that this was why the goddess had chosen her as a saint.
Favie’s only concern was that she had never heard the goddess’s voice.
Armathi didn’t have apostles, but that didn’t an she never spoke.
Many of the high-ranking mbers of the church had chosen this path after receiving revelations from Armathi, as was well known.
But Favie had never once heard the goddess’s voice.
Even though she was called a saint.
Even though she was considered soone loved by the goddess.
Even though she was a person who spread the goddess’s love to the world.
Not once.
But until recently, Favie hadn’t been in a hurry.
She had always believed that the goddess would speak to her in due ti.
But lately, Favie had begun to harbor doubts.
Could it be that the goddess no longer loves ?
Is she too busy bestowing her love on soone else to pay attention to anymore?
Whenever these doubts arose, a certain person’s face appeared in Favie’s mind.
The one who held this mace.
The one who wore the necklace blessed by the goddess.
The one who smirked confidently, yet annoyingly.
The one who spoke in a mocking tone, looking down on her.
“Favie, what are you doing? This isn’t how you repent.”
Favie muttered to herself, trying to scold herself, as she took a deep breath.
Armathi, please grant a revelation.
Guide this wavering lamb.
Help overco this doubt.
She prayed and prayed and prayed so more until she heard the sound of the door opening.
The person who walked into the church was...
“Hello, clumsy saint.”
The very face Favie had been fervently thinking about until just monts ago.
Favie forced a smile as she looked at her.
“Lady Allen.”
Since the incident where she encountered the assailant in the alley, Joy had made a resolution.
I can’t stay here like this. I can’t spend my life trembling, trapped in the past, forever indebted to Lady Allen.
That’s not acceptable.
Lady Allen will always throw herself into the midst of hardships.
To repay her, I must free myself from the past and beco soone who can stand by her side when she faces those hardships.
“Lady Allen.”
That’s why Joy sought out Lucy.
She knew it was rude, but she needed one more favor.
And through that, she hoped to repay her debt.
“What is it, blockhead?”
“Please help beco stronger!”
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