Goshujin-sama to Yuku Isekai Survival!

Chapter 165 – Deciphering The Scriptures

The following day after dawn. Isla and I spent the morning translating the Adolian scriptures from the time of the Omit Kingdom. The translation process itself was very simple. I would read out the scriptures from the Omit Kingdom, and Isla would write them down on a blank book.

My ability to translate is flawless, and there are basically no mistranslations. It’s just as well because I can read the old Omit Kingdom language as if it were my native language.

“All the hard work I did yesterday…”

“Sorry.”

As the translation process progresses at a brisk pace, Isla’s eye begin to reflect emptiness. Don’t look at me like that; I’m scared. If you want, I can give you a lap pillow or something, so please forgive me.

The most important thing is… Hmm, how should I put it? It’s like a book about what the creator, Adel, has done and the words and lessons he has taught.

He came from beyond the stars and transformed this world.. and the Omicle, which can be seen from beyond the sky, into a world inhabited by living creatures.

It is said that most of the creatures in this world today were brought to this world by Adol or were created by Adol himself. There are a few creatures that existed in this world before it became possible for living beings to live in this world, but they also obeyed Adol.

“Hmm…”

“What’s up?”

“No, it’s just something I’ve been thinking about for a while…”

The words “terraforming,” “genetic improvement,” “bioengineering,” and “intelligence of protists” flashed through my mind. After all, this being called Adol must be some kind of alien with super technology that appears in science fiction novels.

“In other words, from Kosuke’s point of view, it seems to be the work of a person or something with incredibly advanced technology rather than a god?”

“Something like that. Well, they say that overly advanced technology looks no different from magic or miracles, and maybe I’m just making things up… People who only know swords, spears, bows, and arrows would think that a gun attack like the one I use is magic or something. It’s like the scale of it is much larger.”

“I kind of get what you’re saying. But that idea is heretical. If you say something like that to an Adolian extremist, you might be burned at the stake by the Inquisition, so it’s better not to say it.”

“Oh no, that’s scary.”

As the translation progressed with such conversations, the story of the creation of the subhuman came to be discussed. According to this scripture, subhumans are a race created by Adol in order to explore the various possibilities of humans.

In other words, he used humans as a base and crossed them with various species, and genetically modified them to explore their potential.

A mad scientist, perhaps? It seems that the word bioethics did not exist in the dictionary of Adol’s mind.

“As I recall, the current teachings of the main school of Adolf’s religion say that he made them subhuman in order to punish sinners.”

“That’s right. I remember that too.”

“That’s not what this scripture says. In other words, this is what the nostalgists call a trace of falsification. This is the proof.”

“That would be it. Let’s see if we can find any other traces.”

So we continued to decipher for several more hours. By noon, we had finished translating the entire story.

“It seems to have been tampered with quite a bit, including the details.”

“Hmm. At least as far as the content of this scripture is concerned, the Adol religion of that time did not advocate the exclusion of subhumans. It is very likely that the teachings adhered to by the current mainstream of the Adol religion were altered after the fall of the Omit Kingdom.”

“In this way, it seems that the Adol religion before the falsification is a rather straightforward religion, in which it does not matter whether you are human or subhuman, you are all equal and can be called brothers created by the same God, so let’s live together in harmony.”

“Hmm. Perhaps, as the relationship between the Omit Kingdom and the Black Forest Elves worsened, the falsification of the teachings began gradually, and when the Omit Kingdom was destroyed by the Elves, the falsification of the teachings proceeded rapidly.”

“This is why the original manuscripts were thrown into an underground warehouse. In such a time, the pre-falsified scriptures might have been treated as evil books.”

“It’s a possibility. But maybe the copyist who had that warehouse didn’t feel like destroying the pre-falsified scriptures.”

“There were no other scriptures to be found, and maybe he couldn’t bear to copy scriptures that had been tampered with or to have the pre-falsified scriptures destroyed. That would have been highly professional.”

I thought back to the owner of the warehouse where these scriptures were stored. In fact, he might have simply thrown them in the underground warehouse because he couldn’t sell them.

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“So that’s it. It’s almost certain that the teachings of the Adol religion have been tampered with.”

“Hmm. I don’t really get it.”

“When I think of Adolian, I think of the Holy Kingdom, and when I think of the Holy Kingdom, I think of anti subhuman, and when I think of anti subhuman, I think of Adolian.”

“You can say that the real Adol religion doesn’t advocate subhuman oppression.”

“I don’t think we’ll be able to accept the Adolians anytime soon.”

The reaction of the demon girls and Ms. Zamir is reasonable. It has been several hundred years since the Holy Kingdom, whose state religion is the Adol religion, has been active in the fight against subhumans. It’s not easy to get rid of the enmity that has built up between them over the years.

“It’s not the gods or spirits that saved us. It’s Kosuke-san.”

“That’s true. Danna-sama is much more beneficent than that.”

“So much for the good of the world.”

“…..”

The Harpies looked at me as they munched on the crepes I served them for lunch. Even Eyja, who is nowhere near as quiet as she used to be, nodded her head with a twinkle in her eye.

“The only thing I can say is that the human race believes in nonsense.”

Grande is dumbfounded as she chews on a crepe filled with cream and fruit. If it were a dragon living in a world of monsters, the strong eat the weak, religion would be nothing but nonsense.

Incidentally, I served half of the crepes for lunch with cream and fruit and half with meat and vegetables. The sweeter ones were by far the best sellers, yes, and it might have been better to make it 8:2.

“So, now that we’ve accomplished our goal, are we going home?”

“Yes, that’s right. The crops we planted in the field should be ready to harvest tomorrow, so we’ll harvest them tomorrow and return to the rear base. I think we should hand over the management of this place and head back to Erichburg, don’t you think?”

“…Are we going to fly again?”

The blood drained from Shumel’s face. She’s afraid of heights.

“Well, I guess so. It’s faster to fly.”

After lunch, I’m going to finish the improved airboard and use it to travel to the rear base tomorrow, but from the rear base, we’re going to use the gondola that Grande carries to transport us.

“Well, there’s no need to be so hasty, is there? You see, we found what we were looking for earlier than we planned, didn’t we? I think it’s a good idea to use an airboard or something like that to get around. You’ve got some tests and stuff to do, right?”

Shumel is sweating profusely and desperately trying to deny air transport by Grande.

“Shumel-ane is so desperate.”

“Desperate.”

“I understand that you’re afraid of being carried by Grande-sama, but…”

Yes, I think Ms. Zamir’s thoughts are a bit off. It’s not that she’s a little afraid; it’s just that she’s scared and doesn’t want to ride it.

“What do you think?”

“Shumel has a point. Riding an airboard from the rear base to Erichburg is not a bad driving test. It takes about two weeks to get from the rear base to Erichburg on foot. I’m curious to see how long it will take to get there with the prototype airboard.”

“Will it prove to be useful? We can get some idea of the fuel consumption.”

“Hmm. If there’s any urgent news from Erichburg, we can have Grande bring us there.”

“That’s right. For now, we should go to the rear base, use the large golem communication device in the rear base to contact Sylphy in Erichburg, and if there are no problems, we can return overland after the airboard driving test.”

Isla nodded, and Shumel clenched her fists in a gut pose. She hated it that much.

“We’ll take a break after lunch and finish the modified airboard. I’ve done some rough work on it, but I’ve been stuck on how to tweak the magic tools and make it bigger and more efficient.”

“Hmm, I’ll help.”

“So, we’ll take care of the… fields?”

“The Harpies have already finished it. If you don’t have anything better to do, why don’t you take a break?”

Bella looked at me, and I looked at Ms. Zamir.

“It’s fine. I’ll be swinging my spear.”

“Zamir-sama is stoic. I think I’ll just watch you make airboards.”

I’ve always had the impression that Cyclopes like to make things. I wonder if that’s the case with Tozume?

“I’m going to scout around and see if I can find anything else in those ruins.”

“I’m going to sleep.”

Compared to the hardworking Harpies, Grande is like this. But Grande has done a lot of work for us recently. It is natural for dragons to eat and sleep, so it is natural for Grande to act the same way. It is not right to evaluate Grande’s behavior by our standards.

“That’s it then; let’s make sure there are no accidents or injuries this afternoon.”

Everyone agreed with my words. That being said, the sweet crepes are out of stock… Yes, I will add more. It’s also delicious when it’s not sweet. Oh, you like the one that’s not sweet too? Alright then.

The remaining crepes were enjoyed by me, Grande and Shumel as a snack.