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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Ruby
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Cloney’s body was also enveloped by Yuma’s [Divine Protection of the War God].
Cloney felt a sensation as if her body was floating for a moment.
She held her black staff and cast magic.
Red currents and the silver mana currents of magic mingled thickly together.
Unlike the divine protection applied to Bell, where she could see the casting of spells in advance as if predestined, Cloney couldn’t see that, but she clearly felt the purity of her mana rise.
An exhilarating feeling welled up that she could cast magic that she originally wouldn’t have been able to cast.
Red currents thickly swirled around the brilliant golden lightning.
Truly intense lightning pierced through the atmosphere and struck down from the sky to the ground.
Cloney also felt the same exhilaration as Bell.
She was confident that she could weave together magical formulas she had never been able to weave before and cast more powerful magic.
Yuma recognized Cloney’s clear enhancement in ability.
[Divine Protection of the War God] had sufficient… no, it had much more intense power than Yuma had originally expected.
‘The bestowal of divine power is a powerful force.’
Literally, power to the extent that it could transform a human.
‘Seong-eum’ had used the expression ‘miracle of god’ when explaining the divine protection.
Certainly, the Divine Protection of the War God possessed power worthy of being called a miracle.
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Cloney, who had lifted her body into the air with flight magic, slowly descended and landed with both feet touching the ground again.
Cloney approached Yuma with her golden eyes wide open.
Cloney began speaking urgently.
“Wow…! Please bestow this divine power on me again next time, Lord Yuma.”
Cloney spoke to Yuma without hiding the transcendent sensation she had received from the Divine Protection of the War God.
“If I receive this divine protection a few more times, I think I’ll be able to gain inspiration to advance to the next circle!”
Cloney was currently at the 6th circle.
During the six months without Yuma, she had reached the 6th circle, which was called the wall of demon for human mages.
Yet she spoke as if she could grasp the feeling of becoming a 7th circle mage.
Yuma was inwardly amazed at Cloney’s growth potential.
It seemed she had glimpsed the realm beyond the wall by using mana of higher purity and greater power than what was originally available to her.
“Understood.”
Cloney smiled brightly at Yuma who had given her an answer, then approached Bell.
“Let’s take a walk together for a bit, sister.”
“Oh, okay!”
Cloney and Bell walked together.
The weather wasn’t too hot for summer, so it wasn’t too bad for taking a walk.
Step step
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The two walked along the well-composed palace walkway with landscaping.
Butterflies of various colors had also settled on flowers blooming in diverse colors.
Cloney and Bell’s long hair fluttered slowly in the warm breeze.
Cloney looked at Bell with her golden eyes.
Cloney was the first to speak.
“I knew he would become stronger, but I didn’t know he would become a god.”
Bell let out a deep sigh.
“Right? You were surprised too. Ha… He always said he could become stronger than himself, but what are we supposed to do when he becomes a god? It’s absurd.”
Though she spoke like that, those words contained more of an inferiority complex about herself rather than resentment toward Yuma.
Cloney smiled broadly.
“Let’s become stronger faster and tie Lord Yuma down somewhere. So he can’t just leave for anywhere anymore. So that Lord Yuma won’t need to go anywhere, we’ll kill many enemies first. Ah, even if he’s a god, if we tie him up somehow, he’d be tied up, right…? Or would that not work?”
Bell felt very concentrated sincerity in Cloney’s joke-like words.
“So what I mean is… let’s not have other thoughts until we sort out this entire situation.”
…What did it mean not to have other thoughts?
‘She saw it after all.’
Bell swallowed her saliva and looked at the back of Cloney who was walking a step ahead, then shut her mouth tightly.
It wasn’t that she chose silence because she was displeased or angry.
Rather, it was because she caught a faint anger in Cloney’s words.
Bell walked very quietly following behind Cloney.
Cloney’s mind was completely filled with advancement in realm.
‘I have to become stronger somehow… and make the world peaceful.’
As soon as possible.
Cloney’s golden eyes shone particularly brighter.
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Yuma carefully observed the third being that had appeared before his eyes.
Hestia, a cat-person with crimson hair, quickly approached Yuma.
“Yuma, Yuma.”
Hestia stared intently at Yuma with her green eyes and spoke.
“I came to get permission.”
Yuma tilted his head.
“What permission?”
Hestia perked up her two crimson ears and spoke loudly.
Her right hand was pointing very energetically at the bright blue sky.
“The official opening of the War God Temple! And the recruitment of War God followers!”
Yuma’s brow furrowed slightly.
‘That place has finally been completed.’
Certainly, a place built to revere and worship him.
However, precisely because of that, it was a place he had never once entered.
Originally, he had planned to completely halt construction before it took on a proper appearance and make it as if nothing had ever happened.
But after hearing from Seong-eum the information that the devotion and reverence of those living in the middle realm would play a very large role in raising the divine power of the middle realm, he could no longer take such measures.
It wasn’t just a tiny bit of help, but would play a very large role, so from Yuma’s position of needing to accumulate divine power high enough to enter the divine realm, he had no choice but to let it be completed.
In a way, he couldn’t ignore the easiest method to raise divine power and the method that could raise it most long-term.
Hestia’s words continued.
“Give me the position of high priest! And make Ermel an experienced saint.”
Yuma let out a deep sigh.
“Setting aside the saint… why do you need the position of high priest?”
Hestia answered confidently.
“Because I have to fulfill the role of a priest! And, and the reason for being a high priest is because I’m the first priest anyway, so high priest is fitting, right?”
Yuma furrowed his brow slightly and seriously pondered.
Would he be able to entrust such work to Hestia before his eyes without regretting it?
But the contemplation didn’t last long.
Even if it was just reverence for strength, the fact that she had built a temple and looked into the future as if divining it was an undeniable fact.
“…By fulfilling a role, you mean doing things like missionary work?”
At Yuma’s question, Hestia nodded her head vigorously.
“Yes, that’s right. The more people who visit the temple and show faith and belief with devotion, the higher the divine power of the middle realm will become, right?”
It seemed to be words that Ermel had told Hestia.
Yuma spoke again.
“Probably.”
“I’ll bring all the races I can bring, so look forward to it, Yuma Yuma. So give me the high priest position.”
Yuma looked at Hestia and let out a shallow sigh.
“Alright, try it once.”
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Hestia obtained the position of high priest and moved busily with Saint Ermel.
The first target for missionary work was the non-humans currently staying in the Astes Empire.
Hestia wore ordinary leather clothes that were not at all priest-like and barged into the place where the high elves, including Grand Spirit Mage Luinerif, were gathered.
Clatter—
Hestia roughly opened the door and walked very confidently inside.
It was truly majestic.
The gazes of the high elves gathered at the appearance of Hestia, the cat-person with crimson hair, and Ermel, the blonde saint.
High Elf Luinerif swallowed his saliva.
“Wh, what’s the matter?”
Bang!
Hestia took one strong step forward and spoke.
“The War God Temple has been completed.”
The eyes of multiple high elves, including Luinerif, the high elf with green hair, rolled around.
That cat-person with crimson ears originally spoke informally.
But this time, not only was she speaking informally, but why was her voice suddenly authoritative?
And what was this talk about the War God Temple being completed?
Hestia continued speaking in an authoritative voice.
“Those who have received grace from the War God, those who have received salvation from the War God. All must visit the War God Temple and show their faith. If you do not, the War God will be angry and bring down divine punishment.”
“Pardon?”
The red-haired high elf swordsman next to Luinerif made a dazed sound.
He still couldn’t even grasp what Hestia was talking about.
Luinerif slowly shook his head.
“We elves, even if we believe, believe in the World Tree or nature itself, to that extent… we cannot purely worship any particular being. Still, the respect and gratitude we have for the War God is certain, so we’ll cheer from afar.”
At Luinerif’s words, Hestia furrowed her brow intensely.
It seemed like the first missionary work would fail.
Then, a voice flowed from beside Hestia.
“The World Tree… how dare you forget that the World Tree’s communication with the heavenly realm became a threat to Lord War God and Lord Bell’s safety?”
It was Saint Ermel’s voice.
Ermel’s silver eyes carefully scanned the high elves.
“How dare… to speak such nonsense in this Gehehrgen continent where the War God has proclaimed a holy land… it’s beyond unpleasant, it’s sacrilegious. High Elf Luinerif.”
Luinerif’s green eyes shook violently.
“Er, Ermel…?”
Where had the girl who always greeted with silly smiles gone?
Cold sweat flowed at this stern appearance he was seeing for the first time.
“Apart from faith… first, please visit the War God Temple and repent.”
Ermel’s voice had a weight he had never felt before.
“We, we will do so. We’ll visit today immediately.”
Luinerif and the other high elves and elves who spoke like that found themselves bowing their heads without knowing it.
Ermel and Hestia left the elves’ quarters.
Hestia looked at Ermel with a dazed face.
“Ermel… I, I didn’t know you could make such a scary expression.”
Ermel smiled broadly.
“Hehe, if we failed from the first one, that failure itself would be connected to irreverence toward Lord War God… And once those people enter the War God Temple, they’ll come to have a heart of worship. Right, Hestia?”
Hestia nodded her head very greatly.
“Of, of course!”
Hestia looked at the back of Ermel who was stepping ahead lightly.
‘She’s definitely different when she’s doing her main job….’
Hestia renewed her resolution.
‘I should also approach more strongly.’
In a somewhat twisted direction.
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He did NOT say it like this😭
I can already see this going out of hand💀