Raising the Saint of the Evil God in the Novel

13 – Chapter 13

Let’s recap the situation.

As soon as the tentacle touched Angela, the world collapsed and a woman appeared.

I thought that the woman had called me here, but it doesn’t seem like that as she looks so flustered.

“Do you know where this place is?”

I did ask a question, but something is strange.

A situation where the majesty of the evil god does not activate.

There are two possible situations.

If this space is outside the law,

The woman in front of me is not mortal.

And the answer was found earlier than expected.

A woman who creates a sword that shines with sunlight in her right hand and aims it at me.

No, celestials.

“Don’t come closer. I already know who you are.”

“…Yes, that’s right.”

But when I think about it, I get angry.

Her daughter-in-law tried to kidnap our child, let alone an apology?

Besides, Angela’s life is now in my hands.

It’s a situation where even if you pray, it’s not enough.

“…But is that attitude right? If I lift one of her fingers, Angela will die?”

But as soon as I got those words out of my mouth, I realized the fallacy of my threat.

Angela is a saint forsaken by the gods, which means that to the angels, Angela is not such an important hand.

When you are in such trouble, an unexpected story flows from the mouth of the heavenly god.

“Oops… What do you want?”

The appearance of being threatened.

This is a situation I don’t understand.

You think you value the life of a saintess you didn’t say a word to?

Or are you saying that as a heavenly god, every single life is precious?

First of all, it seems that I have the initiative, so I should ask what I can ask.

“Then, what is this place?”

“I don’t know. Isn’t that the space you created?”

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…Huh?

Isn’t this a space created by a heavenly god?

As a test, let’s make all kinds of furniture like we did last time, furniture that is implemented properly.

“Try it yourself.”

Following my words, even the heavenly gods create all sorts of ornaments.

Anyway, the powers that were used in each space seemed to be usable.

‘Let’s think about it some more. What happened before the celestials appeared?’

The space is distorted. And then the woman appeared.

“Is it done now? Free my child!”

One side of the space was showing the scene of the material world, just like when I saw Illyana.

Angela, who was blown away by a tentacle, and Illyana, who was lying down under anesthesia.

I don’t know what the heavenly angel in front of me will do if Angela is safe, so she controls her tentacles and surrounds Angela.

“What are you doing!”

“Be quiet. In the first place, you didn’t say a word to him and left him isolated, so why are you pretending to be for the sake of him?”

When the heavenly deity, who keeps chirping next to you and interrupting your thoughts, makes a remark that annoys you, the heavenly deity replies as if it is going to die out of resentment.

“No! If I talk to you, that child’s weak body can’t stand it, so I couldn’t talk to you, it’s not that I didn’t!”

“Right now, that child isn’t in a normal state because I’m trying to teach him the powers to use when fighting against you!”

“In the first place, don’t you guys even care about the state of your saintess? How can you make your body strong like eating a meal! After all, that nature doesn’t change!”

In an instant, I heard words that I couldn’t just pass by.

Just by revealing your body or talking to it, does it affect your body condition?

“Tell me more about that.”

“What, what!”

“Effects on the saintess when talking to the body spirit.”

“Don’t you know that? After being sealed for a long time, it seems that even your brain has hardened!”

“Tell me.”

Slightly moving the tentacles to slightly reduce the space for Angela, the angel immediately spat out words.

“Yes… The main body, strong faith and prophecy are the use of the power of a saint. That’s why if you abuse it like you do, the saintess’ body will inevitably be ruined.”

Hearing that, I could feel his expression hardening.

So you’ve been doing that while harming Illyana’s body?

While I was in shock, I could hear the murmurs of the angels over and over again.

“I don’t have time to be like this! After a little while, that child’s life will be…”

“Your child’s life is so important, but my child’s life is not important?”

“In the first place, I had no intention of making you and that child fight! To make such a decision while seeing another child for a while…”

It wasn’t intentional, so please forgive me.

As I listened, I got more and more angry, so I spat it out.

“It wasn’t intentional~ Is this? Then I will kill your child unintentionally?”

“Mi, sorry! My, please don’t do that kid!”

“No, why is a guy with many saints so obsessed with him?”

Yeah, it’s strange when you think about it.

Unlike the evil spirits, why is a guy with dozens of saints obsessed only with Angela?

Certainly, the Cheonsin I knew wasn’t a character I clung to like this.

She was a character who advocated ‘the majority rather than the few’ and protected the world even at the cost of her saints.

“That, that… That child is living such a miserable life because of me…”

“Tell me properly. Because I can’t understand.”

“That… It was a mistake for me to choose that child as a saint…”

“What?”

“Yes, you know that too! You could make a mistake when choosing a saintess and choose the child right next to her!”

…Let’s go over the settings again.

Angela had a sister, her twin sister.

Putting that into the current situation, when Angela and the twins were in their mother’s womb, they tried to choose Angela’s twin as saints, but did they choose Angela by mistake?

“Crazy b*tch…”

“Ugh…Anyway, can you please save that child?”

hahahaha… So, what’s wrong with that kid?

If there is any fault, it must be this crazy b*tch’s fault.

“Ehh… Yes, I will help you.”

“Jeong, really!”

“Yes, please do me one or two favors instead.”

“…Listen to it and think about it.”

“Even though you have four saints?”

“No matter how much I treasure a saint, I can’t compare to the good luck of the world.”

I don’t know what the hell I’m asking for, but it’s a heavenly god with a serious atmosphere.

“Now, first. Tell the members of the Sun Church not to touch our child.”

“…That is unacceptable. Do you know what you will do with that child and I will accept it?”

“Pray uprightly. Don’t worry. If you don’t touch me first, there won’t be a fight.”

Really. Illyana wanted to avoid anything that could be dangerous. She doesn’t do it well

“And the second. If later you and my boy have a fight over a man, tell them to give it up.”

“That’s acceptable… Wait, what did you say?”

According to the development of the original story, Angela would have a fling with the main character, so one day Illyana and Angela might have a cat fight over the main character.

In that case, we have to make them win somehow.

“…Are you serious?”

“Yes, seriously.”

“…I’m losing my energy.”

“So, what are you going to do?”

“…Ha… Save that child.”

After the celestial agonizes over for a long time, he bites the tentacles and lays Angela on the ground.

But the only way I can cure it is to pour out that black energy.

Still, she is a saint of the Church of the Sun, but she hesitates because she doesn’t think it’s okay to heal with the method of the evil spirit.

“But if you’re going to do this, wouldn’t it just be better to heal while you’re fighting?”

“Ha. Are you saying that while blocking my power?”

I blocked the authority?

“Is it a heavenly being that can’t even penetrate that?”

For now, let’s pretend we know and move on.

“If I didn’t think about the child’s body like you did, I could have pierced it!”

“…Let’s stop talking about this.”

If what the heavenly god said was true, it is true that he continued to eat Illyana’s body even if he didn’t know.

Every time I thought about it, I felt guilty, so I decided to stop talking.

“Ha! Won’t stop! Your boy…”

“The saintess was chosen by mistake.”

“Stop talking about this.”

For some reason, each of them cherishes their saintess dearly, but the more they talk about it, the more it feels like their hearts hurt.

Though we have finished killing Angela, there is still one problem left.

“So how do I get this back?”

“I don’t know. It seems like your space and mine collided, but I don’t know how to get it back.”

“For now, let’s do it like when we create something.”

A Celestial God who closes his eyes and concentrates according to my words.

Looking at that figure, I also associate the power that pushes the heavenly god, and the distance between the heavenly god and me gradually begins to grow.

“…The next time we meet is an enemy.”

“I’m still the enemy, you idiot.”

I put in such a short rebuttal, and the very next moment it was completely invisible.

At the same time, the surroundings returned to a space where familiar furniture was spread out.

And looking at the space that illuminates the material world to check Illyana’s condition, I see Ea diligently clearing the ground covered in blood.

He must be in a hurry because he has to clean up before Illyana wakes up.

But I can’t help her, as she knows that using her tentacles at random will have her ill effects on Illyana.

As I put the tentacle back into the torn space, Ea looks in the direction where her tentacle disappeared, as if feeling a bit of betrayal.