I Became a Soul Eater

“What is that?”

“I was just going to tell you about this.”

What did this bastard bring into my house? Rather, why did I not know while this was entering my house?

There is always one alter ego left in the mansion. It’s hard for me not to know what’s going on inside and outside the mansion.

“This is the guy you met after you left in Great Forest. He lived with me all the time and followed the disciple, and then the disciple died and disappeared, but today I saw him in my room.”

No, that’s not important, you idiot. Does Howard really not know? You say you feel my presence?

From the moment I saw it, I couldn’t even move my body.

“Meow”

It raised one of its front paws as if to say hello and made a cat sound.

“You don’t like cats? But as you can see, he’s no ordinary cat. similar to you”

It was clearly a cat. It is a cat with pitch-black fur that is not mixed with any tangles. and it is a spirit The soul itself is shaped like a cat. The soul itself retains its form and has substance.

“I called it Fairy Cat, but my student named it Molang.”

It is neither a fairy nor a mole. How does a soul have substance? It defies common sense and order. Then what is the answer? this cat is god And maybe a strong god.

The fact that Junon did not interfere even after walking around for such a long time means that either Junon is a god so strong that he cannot touch it, or he really has no influence on the world. My thoughts were the former.

I gestured and kicked Howard out. When I told him to leave without saying a word, his face turned grumpy, but when I took out a bottle from the subspace and threw it, he accepted it and left.

And only the one in the shape of a cat with me in the room remained. I made eye contact with the cat for a while before asking cautiously.

[Could you tell me your name?]

Still, just in case, he asked with the voice of his soul through his alter ego.

[It is called Bastet. It is also called Molang]

The presence gave a much more benevolent voice than expected. It was to tell how Howard and his pupil were still alive. Isn’t it like calling Cthula an octopus?

[Bastet, do you have a reason for coming to see me?]

[I didn’t come to you. I just came to see Howard, but now I’m interested in you too.]

No, the interest of high-ranking people is a bit burdensome. I had a big problem a while ago.

[okay. So, are you going to stay here with Howard?]

[I liked this place.]

Bastet sat by the window and yawned in a curled up position. Now I have a room like a god in the form of a cat.

[Is there anything in particular you want?]

[Love Cat]

I closed my eyes and opened them. Then, he went outside to find Wither, and in the County of Akasha, he announced that anyone who abused cats would be sentenced to death in the future.

Since then, Bastet has been living in my office. It was not a real cat, so there was no need to defecate or shed hair, but I couldn’t help but be concerned. But Bastet didn’t really do anything. He never talked to me or interfered with my business.

Bastet was a strong god, so it made me wonder if Junon didn’t touch her, but maybe she just left it alone because she didn’t really do anything. So, I asked the question I had in mind.

[Bastet]

[What is it?]

[Did Bastet-sama help Howard raise his rank?]

Howard was originally strong and had good characteristics to become strong, but there was something that I couldn’t understand that he raised his rank three times in a short period of time. And the moment I met Bastet, that question seemed to be answered.

[Yes.]

Well then, there’s no way I wouldn’t have done anything. Questions about Howard’s strength were also resolved.

Bastet seemed to sleep by the window of her office all day, but she would occasionally disappear and reappear. However, when Bastet disappeared, there was no way to find it.

I went to Howard and asked him about Bastet, but surprisingly, Howard Norm knew nothing about Bastet. They thought it was just a type of demonic beast, and they said they brought it in and raised it because it was cute. It was also said that Howard took care of it only in the Great Forest, and that his wife and disciple took care of it when he came out to the outside world.

Howard’s disciple was the second prince of the county where he was receiving the title of baronet. When the disciple returned to his home after receiving Howard’s teachings, the archduke suddenly died and the disciple inherited the county. I’m guessing this is definitely Bastet’s work.

Anyway, if you put it all together, it seems that at least it was helpful to those close to you, not harm.

In order not to displease Bastet, he issued an unreasonable decree, but the repercussions of the villagers were not great. In the first place, there are not many people who intentionally abuse cats, and the saint must have thoughts. It was an atmosphere of

There is no need to find the reason, but the number of cats suddenly increased in the manor, and thanks to that, the mice disappeared. And some residents who secretly caught and ate cats died, but considering Bastet, who sometimes disappears, there was no need to find the culprit.

Anyway, Bastet’s appearance did not have a bad effect on the territory. With the rats gone, fewer people got sick, suddenly hunters’ performance rose significantly, and fewer people were injured in accidents. I didn’t ask directly, but I thought this was Bastet’s strength.

And like any other day, while I was sitting in my office and moving and writing down a few magic pens, Bastet, who was sitting by the window, looked at me and said, squinting her eyes.

[Don’t believe in God.]

And I closed my eyes again. No, you are a god too… No matter how friendly Bastet may be, she will never fully trust the gods in the future, as she has keenly felt from the past incident that the gods do not consider human beings and other living things so unimportant.

And a few days later, I visited the Dwarves in the New World. I have already stopped by several times and handed over the materials I said I needed. The Dwarves asked for some additional materials, and they were to renovate the house I had built.

Thanks to this, the house that the dwarves touched went from being a modest hut to a proper luxury house. However, as the Dwarves remodeled the doorknob location and things like that to match the Dwarf height, it became a little uncomfortable for people to live in.

“welcome.”

When I left the dwarves’ request and food in storage and storage, and went outside, the dwarves who found me clinging to the roof of the house and snapping at me greeted me.

“How are you?”

“Sure. very good.”

“When are you planning to renovate the house?”

“We are almost done.”

The house repair skills were also extraordinary, but I wanted to quickly see them build something called an airship.

The clones who departed from the East Continent to various directions of the sea were still flying over the endless sea. It is said that the dwarves have been flying for over a year, so even if you are lucky enough to find the right direction, the clone will have to fly that far before you can find the continent where the different races have settled.

“Then you are building an airship right away?”

“You can see that anyway. First of all, we need to make the tools needed to build the airship.”

I guess this one will take a bit more time. I thought it would take a few years, maybe a little longer.

“Right. Then work hard”

After saying goodbye, I started moving to my next destination. Today, there was one more place to go besides this one. I’m a busy person even though I don’t seem to be doing much. If you look at the moving distance, isn’t it the busiest person in the world?

The place I arrived at was the northern coast of Narisen Kingdom in the eastern part of the western continent. Here is the person I want to meet. There is a small cave in the middle of the cliff area on the northern coast, but if you go inside a little, the inside is quite spacious and luxuriously decorated.

“Hello. Antariel Drognan”

Even though I suddenly appeared and said hello, the man called Antariel was not surprised at all.

“Who is it?”

Rather, he was exploring me with an eye that was interesting.

“It’s called St. Germain Akasha.”

“oh! Is that the second saint? This is an honor.”

Even though I revealed my identity, Antariel was not surprised or flinched. As an absolute strongman, that’s what Antariel had.

In the ranking of the strongest people in the world that I revealed to Argin in the past, the one who is currently ranked first is Antariel. In other words, the man in front of me is the strongest among humans in my judgment.

“What business does that saint have with me?”

“Are you about to give up being human?”

The reason I came to Antariel in person was because of what he was trying to do.

“Can’t we just give up on humans?”

What can you give up It has nothing to do with me. But the reason I came here was because I was curious about his thoughts.

“No, it doesn’t matter, because I was simply curious about your thoughts.”

“Hoo? I thought I would definitely dry it.”

“Even if you give up being a human, it has absolutely nothing to do with me.”

Antariel has reached his limit as a human being. I thought so myself. So, the chosen method was to abandon humans. Outwardly, it looked like a human, but a significant part of it had already been remodeled.

“Still, if I run amok, the damage will be pretty great.”

“That is none of my business. Because I am from the Aether Empire.”

“hahahaha! That’s right.”

He was now facing an important procedure. So far, starting with the skin, the arms, legs, and major organs have been changed to demon beasts or other human beings. And all that was left was the heart.

“What is the last ingredient?”

“This was hard to come by.”

Antariel trudged into the cave and lifted a small box. And when I opened it, I saw a grotesquely shaped lump of dark red flesh wriggling.

I didn’t know what it was. It is not the heart of any creature that lives in this world. And I didn’t know how it ended up in Antariel’s hands. It meant that there was a problem with the vision of the alter ego that was watching Antariel.

“Can you figure out what this is?”

“I don’t know. They don’t seem to be of this world.”

“Exactly. It is not of this world.”

I felt like I had a sudden headache. Would I rather die now? I thought. As if he had read my life story, which leaked out for a while, Antariel took the box and stepped back, startled.

“Saint, are you strong?”

“I think I am stronger than you.”

It is said that Antariel is the strongest among humans, but the story changes when non-humans are included.

“Where did you get it?”

Antariel did not answer that question.

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“Will you stop me?”

“no.”

If he had intended to stop it, he would have killed him right away. I’ve said it from the beginning, but I was just curious about the idea of escaping from humans.

“So what do you plan to become when you leave the human?”

“Isn’t that obvious? I will become a god.”

I don’t know exactly what flesh that will become that heart. But isn’t it too funny to say that you can become a god just by changing it? At least the God I know is not a being that can be so easily.

“Right.”

I didn’t laugh. In some ways, I was rather supportive. Wouldn’t it be great if you succeeded to be born as a human being so insignificant to the gods and challenge the divine throne?

“Is that all? Aren’t you a saint?”

“If you are a saint, what should you do?”

At my question, Antariel fell silent again. After that, he returned to his original self-confidence.

“Then watch. The moment I become a god”