I Am an Evil God

Episode 17-Convergence (2)

Lempra’s myth has grown really fast in a short period of time.

A myth that started in one village spread to more than ten villages in less than three years.

Lemfra, Catria, and Ifritia, where the influence of God was directly affected, were not a big problem, but the other 8 villages had problems.

The Lemfra they believe in and the Lempra the village believes in are essentially beliefs from the same being, but it is safe to say that they are different beings.

Lempra To the villagers, Lemp was their main god and a great being who would not be dissatisfied even if he lived by giving his all, but to the people of the 8 villages, he was a fearsome conqueror.

Now that he’s proven to be a demon, but he’s the one who expelled those they believed in and stood above them, so he couldn’t have the same thoughts as Lemfra Village.

That’s why Lemp was portrayed differently in the two villages.

In the Village of the Goddesses, Lemp is cold but strong, and is accepted as a person who stretched out his hand for us, but to the people of the 8th Village, the powerful side of Lemp was much more prominent.

It takes time to integrate culturally.

Lempra thought so.

Right now, it was true that the people of the 8 villages were in a lower position than the main villages, but Lemp was a god watching over the history of a civilization.

It’s okay now, but what about 100 years from now? What if 200 years later?

The appearance of the Creator that is accepted differently depending on each region.

Isn’t it a perfect structure for humans to get into a fight because of misinterpretation?

The same case certainly existed on Earth. There is a precedent, but the same thing can’t happen.

Of course, because Lemp could directly intervene with humans, there was little chance of humans fighting over how to interpret their words.

But there is no need to create useless problems.

Therefore, Lempra decided not to expand for the time being and to focus on the interior.

As important as spreading the faith outside was the development of culture.

There was still a lot to do.

The letters had to be spread to all believers, and they had to teach how to smelt copper, bronze, and even iron.

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It was to solve the problems that would be dealt with later anyway by giving time for the cultures of each village to fuse.

Katria and Ifritia also agreed.

The best way to fuse cultures was to talk a lot with each other.

There is nothing better to understand and accept the other person’s culture than talking about each other’s village, talking about each other’s thoughts, and understanding each other’s thoughts.

Since the production of food increased while using the farming tools and farming methods Katria taught, it was not that difficult for the high-ranking members of the village to gather and have time to talk.

About once a week, a time was arranged for the high-ranking members of each village to gather and talk about each other’s work.

At this time, Feint, the apostle of Lemfra, and Namared, the follower of the Slave God, all had time to share their thoughts fairly.

It was an era that was barely passing from the Neolithic Age to the Bronze Age.

It means that culture flows from top to bottom.

As the high-ranking people talked and interacted, the people of each village began to exchange their thoughts and exchanges, and within three years, the people of each village were able to become much closer than before.

The concept of a village also became rare.

It was an era when each person did not need to have a specialized job, so even if you went to another village, you just had to do what you had to do in that village.

In the morning, a child came out in the village square and started reciting the tasks to be done today.

An environment similar to the manpower office was taking place during the Neolithic Age.

“Aagh! It’s done!!”

A time when people are integrating without distinction between towns and villages.

A scream echoed from the workplace of Aria, the leader of Catria Village.

Until now, Aria had only been grunting and getting annoyed, but recently, I hadn’t seen her so happy, but when she suddenly gave out cheers in delight, people with questions came to her workshop.

“Go get the paint right now! No, let me go myself.”

Elia took something wrapped in animal skin and went out of town.

Eria took on a very different look from years ago when she first met Feint.

Her face, which was girlish, was transformed into a beautiful face with all the breast meat lost before she knew it, and her body, which looked healthy but not great, was muscular enough to make modern people feel like a woman who had a little exercise. It was well established.

The substance contained within her hide was quite heavy, but she carried the weight lightly as if it were nothing and headed for Lem Phra Village.

“Paint!”

It would take dozens of minutes for ordinary people to walk, but she, the apostle of Goddess Catria, made up her mind and ran, and she was able to cover it in less than three minutes.

It was early in the morning, but Paint was still awake.

He was gathering in the plaza with those he called philosophers and talking about the truth of the world, and he was saddened that at times they seemed to care more about them than about himself.

“Area? What’s going on here?”

Paint has broken its place with philosophers.

After staying with him for the past week, he said he wouldn’t be able to come because he was working for a week from yesterday, but he returned after just one day.

“Finally finished.”

Although there was no subject, Feint knew at once what Eria had completed.

“Can you make it again?”

“Of course. It was made by meticulously recording on the stone.”

Eria moved to Feint’s house and peeled off her skin.

Inside Eria’s skin, there was a hard substance that glowed blue-green.

“Is this a metal called bronze?”

The paint caressed the bronze that looked like a lump.

Similar to copper, but different.

I’ve never directly compared the strength, but it seemed that bronze would be much harder than copper.

“Oh. How hard I worked to make this!”

Aria hugged the paint tightly.

Since Aria was sharing the joy she felt with her paint as well, she hugged her tightly.

“Now the basics are finished. Bronze will bring us many things. If we make a spear out of it, we can make a weapon far more powerful than stone, and if we make an arrowhead out of it, we’ll be able to kill quite a few animals at once.”

Feint picked up Eria and placed her on the leather that was deeply spread on her floor.

It was time to reward Aria for such great achievements.

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“Aja! I won!”

Katria screamed loudly and Ifritia bowed her head in her face of resentment.

It was because Katria won the bet on whose name would be called more during the day.

In a way, it was a natural result.

Because this was an era of peace.

It was only natural that the name of Catria would be called more often than Ifritia, the god of war.

The bet they bet on was by no means light.

Will the woman who will give birth to the heir who will be named the Apostle of Lemfra after Feint will be Eria or Athimus?

Over hundreds of years of history, it didn’t matter who received Feint’s seeds in the beginning, but if it became known that Eria was pregnant with her next generation leader, it was clear that Catria’s status would rise steeply.

“I will accept the results.”

“Of course… I bet even though I knew I would lose in the first place.”

Ifritia struck Alfre in the back of the head with a hand full of anger.

After becoming a slave god, Alfre’s appearance also changed considerably. Alfre, who was previously a stout man, was seen as a weakling by the followers because of his image as a slave god, and changed into a short boy.

Seeing that other gods, including Lemfra, did not change according to the image the followers thought, it was thought that this was a phenomenon that occurred because Alfre was separated from the seat of the main god.

Lempra has lifted one curse she had placed on Feint.

Feint has lifted the curse that prevented them from having children despite countless s*xual relations with Eria and Atimos.

On the day the curse was lifted and the cycle of Eria returned, the two were united.

When the two of them had a good night and woke up in the morning, Lempra sent an oracle to Feint.

[The child who will be born with my blessing will be born in Eria’s body.]

It was a very auspicious oracle.