𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕𝟎: 𝐆𝐨𝐝’𝐬 𝐖𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡
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After getting out of the bath. . . . . .
I was in the room prepared by Miss Ikkoji.
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“It’s amazing. . . . . .this magical hair dryer, a magical tool!”
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It’s a cylindrical magical tool.
Hot air comes out from inside.
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“Amazing, right? Gankoji made it.”
“Mr. Gankoji is really amazing. . . . . .”
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Miss Ikkoji is also drying her hair with the dryer.
As for me. . . . . .
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“Decker-chan, it’s fine, I’ll dry my own hair myself.”
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Former troll Decker-chan is drying my hair with the dryer.
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“It’s all good! Today Goddess must be tired, I’ll do it! It’s the least I can do to return the favor!”
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Though it’s fine, Decker-chan says that and doesn’t listen.
Well, being too stern isn’t good either.
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“By the way, miss, you really are amazing. You’ve got so much talent in magic.”
“The thing from earlier?”
“Yeah, the water transformation magic diagnosis. You don’t find humans with six attributes. Oh, except for a long time ago.”
“Who?”
“A great sage called Noir. . . . . .”
“Noir-sama you say. . . . . .!!!!”
“Whoa! What’s with the loud voice. . . . . .”
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That. . . . . .Noir-sama. . . . . .
The God that I and the clergy of the Celestial Guidance Church believe in. . . . . .
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The one and only God Noir.
So. . . . . .
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“It’s just a coincidence of the same name.”
“Why’s that?! It must be the same person as the God you believe in!”
“No way, Noir-sama is a God, right? The God who created this world can’t be the same as the God who existed in this world. Firstly, Sage Noir was a human, wasn’t he?”
“Yeah, I hear he was an incredible wizard, one-shot an S-rank monster, a volcanic turtle, with beginner magic.”
“Heh. . . . . .”
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Beginner magic, S-rank. . . . . .huh. . . . . .
“That’s naive. God Noir destroyed an S-monster with just a touch of his finger. . . . . .according to the legend.”
“That’s surely an exaggeration. . . . . .”
“It’s not an exaggeration. It’s in the scriptures left by Noir-sama’s apostle, the founder of our Celestial Guidance Church, Saint Ellein-sama.”
“Founder. . . . . .Ellein, huh. . . . . .”
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I have a copy of the scriptures left by Ellein-sama.
I take it out of my bag and hand it to Miss Ikkoji.
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“Eh, what’s this? 『The great God Noir, merely by sitting, sanctified the place, and as he walked, flowers bloomed wildly, and his smile cured those who saw it of their ailments』.”
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That’s one of Noir-sama’s typical great deeds.
Miss Ikkoji is impressed too!
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Indeed, as expected of Noir-sama. . . . . .!
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“What’s this made-up story?”
“What did you say. . . . . .! Ma ma ma, made-up?! Disrespectful!”
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At that moment.
Rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble. . . . . .!
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“W, Wwhat?! What’s happening?!”
“This is bad!”
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Mr. Gankoji opens the door and rushes in frantically.
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“It’s an avalanche! I don’t know why, but suddenly a huge avalanche occurred, and a large amount of snow is flowing in this direction!”
“What the heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeck!”
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Ah. . . . . .this. . . . . .
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“Look, it’s the wrath of God!”
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Because she insulted Noir-sama. . . . . .
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“The blizzard had stopped just now, but suddenly it started snowing again. . . . . .”
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I close my eyes and offer a prayer with all my might.
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“Noir-sama, I’m truly sorry for the insolence of the unbelievers. . . . . .”
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“”The blizzard has stopped, and the avalanche is gone. . . . . .?!””
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Phew. . . . . .it seems Noir-sama has forgiven us.
Thank you, God. . . . . .
“Do you understand, Miss Ikkoji? Insulting God will incur divine punishment.”
“N, No. . . . . .you didn’t make it snow with magic, did you?”
“What?! How rude. . . . . .!”
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Rumble, rumble, rumble. . . . . .!!!!
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“Ah, sorry, sorry! That’s right, it was God who did it! Forgive me, God. . . . . .”
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Whew. . . . . .
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“God has calmed his anger. Miss Ikkoji, let’s continue to show the utmost respect to God from now on. Otherwise, you will receive divine punishment. . . . . .”
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Even I can’t stop divine punishment.
If it is a decision made by God, it cannot be overturned.
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“. . . . . .I’ll stop talking about God Noir in front of Miss Kyrie. She might kill me with magic.”
“. . . . . .That miss seems to stubbornly believe that she’s not using powerful magic.”
“. . . . . .She thinks it’s all the work of God? Too crazy. . . . . .”
“. . . . . .Shh! Don’t provoke Miss Kyrie, or she’ll get angry again. Let’s not stimulate her too much.”
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