Raising the Saint of the Evil God in the Novel

33 – Chapter 33

How long has it been since you lay down in bed to sleep?

This clear mind does not intend to be dimmed.

The cause is already known.

It must be because of Frixia’s question in the Great Library.

‘Who are you?’

The five-letter question was always thought to be as short as the number of characters.

She is just a saint of evil spirits.

She only had that unwanted title.

What else can I define myself as?

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“hahahaha! It’s not like that. All you have to do is tell me what you’ve been through and how you’ve felt.”

“…Is that so?”

“Yes. You don’t need words to define you. In the first place, such a thing may not even exist. Just point out what I’m saying wrong.”

As she couldn’t quite understand what she said, she opened the book that Frixia was holding next to her and opened her mouth.

“Now, kidnapped at the age of 7. In order to abduct the saintess of the prophecy written in the prophecy, use the entire three villages around it as a sacrifice and use the degraded [Solar eclipse] Power to evade her pursuit.”

“Result, success.”

What he said in that calm voice was enough to harden my face as I expected a light question.

But Frixia doesn’t care about that and continues to read her book.

“At the age of 10, I made an offering to an evil spirit for the first time. Well, maybe you should consider this the first murder.”

“Reaction, showing blasphemous remarks and actions.”

“Response, making heretics and church members sacrifice until they get used to it.”

“Total amount of sacrifices, 84 general offerings, 2 blood relatives of the saint.”

“Result, success.”

2 Bodies. 2 Blood relatives.

Mother and father.

The people I killed with my own hands.

As soon as she heard Phryxia’s words, a vivid sight flashed in front of her eyes, and her voice pierced her ears.

My whole body starts shaking and I want to tell it to stop, but even that is not working properly.

“Hmm, that’s a reaction. Was it bent rather than broken? This is why I can’t trust the type.”

Saying so, Frixia calmly corrects her book.

As she was holding her head to somehow get rid of the scene from the past that had suddenly popped into her head, she heard the sound of something breaking behind her.

-Chang

“Huh?”

At the same time, Phryxia’s stupid voice was heard.

After that, I couldn’t hear Phryxia’s voice for a while.

All you can hear is a hum from beyond the broken space.

Somehow, when I tried to regain her sanity and looked at Phryxia, her appearance seemed to be a problem no matter how I looked at it.

The book I was holding in my hand fell to the floor and was rolling around, and the pupil who said it had been unlocked was looking at my back.

What on earth are you looking at?

As I reflexively look back at my curiosity, I see huge eyes looking this way through the gap in the broken space.

And at the same time, the surrounding landscape blurs.

As if paint was sprayed on water, the landscape changes shape incomprehensibly.

As I lost my sense of direction and sat in the same posture to avoid falling, the surroundings gradually became clearer again.

However, the scene after it became clear was distinctly different from before.

The scenery of several small houses made of wood was somehow familiar.

But everything is frozen as if frozen.

Just as he was plagued by the tickling sensation of something poking his brain, something appeared.

[…I didn’t expect it to be like this.]

A darkness that has no shape, no shape, no color, yet makes it so clear what is there.

As soon as he recognized its, no, his identity, he immediately knelt down and bowed his head.

“We meet the great one!”

[…That’s it. My servant You will see the most painful moment from now on.]

Your body trembles slightly.

Did you not like my behavior?

[I would like to return the power if possible, but since it has already been activated, I have no choice but to go through it.]

[But don’t be afraid. Because I’m watching you.]

Fortunately, that didn’t seem to be the case.

When I was satisfied with that, the stationary surroundings began to move as if time had stopped.

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When Frixia started talking about something that would not be good for Illyana just by listening to her, she was wondering how she should respond.

In the original work, Frixia also cast a sudden acceleration on Floyd for the same reason.

She didn’t want to do the same to the saintess of evil spirits, so she let it go.

First of all, we have to neutralize it all at once and block that mouth somehow.

It was obvious that the tentacle attack would be somehow blocked like last time, so we need to find another way.

The contents of the original came to mind at that time.

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-Chang

The sound of something breaking forced Floyd to see the source of the sound.

However, what caught his eyes was one huge eye looking at him.

The owner of those eyes was, without a doubt, an evil spirit.

After a while, the turbulent scenery disappeared, and the surroundings took on a look all too familiar to Floyd.

The city where he was born and raised, Illius.

A city that was lovely, if not proud of it.

The city was on fire.

Are the rolling objects corpses or people?

Illius has become a hell that even he cannot distinguish.

From far away, I see a monster approaching the bizarre lord of Illius.

“Ah!!!”

I stomped my feet as hard as I could and ran in front of the monster, but the monster’s arm pierced Floyd.

And only then did Floyd realize what this sight was all about.

“…Is it an illusion of the past?”

It was something he couldn’t protect.

He was lost.

It was something he regretted.

But it’s okay. I already heard from Phryxia how to get out of the illusion.

As it was, Floyd brought the sword to his throat and cut it off with a single sword.

At the same time, the landscape shakes and regains its original shape.

“…Evil god. How mean.”

Floyd raised his legs, where he was sitting, and chanted toward the sky where the evil god’s eyes were.

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If you can’t do it physically, it’s a mental attack.

The knack will be similar to the tentacles.

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Obviously, it was very good until Phryxia was trapped in the illusion.

In Phryxia’s vision, she was even delighted when she kept whispering at the thought of trying to feel Illyana’s heart.

It was my mistake not to warn Illyana because I was so excited about it.

Suddenly, I felt another person enter the hall.

I was surprised and hurried to the place, where Illyana was.

I want to let it go immediately, but to do so, I must see the illusion to the end or die.

But I can’t tell you to die.

How would you know how to accept that and say such a thing?

‘Haa…. I can’t help it, I have to take care of my mental health as much as possible.’

And then, the still vision began to move.

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The welcome was terrible.

In order to kidnap one of her people, she made numerous sacrifices to realize her authority, and in the past, she had her Illyana kill her blood relatives in the name of her ‘opening her eyes’.

Because I hadn’t seen it in the original work, I was completely unfamiliar with the story.

I covered Illyana’s eyes and ears while watching it, but apart from that, anger welled up.

[…These lowly things. Did you dare treat my servant like this?]

Since Illyana’s eyes and ears are covered, it didn’t affect her that much, but seeing them as they were, my emotions continued to grow.

Sympathy, compassion for Illyana.

Anger, hatred, etc. Towards the church.

[The church must be destroyed.]

As soon as I said that, the welcome ended.

And, of course, Illyana disappeared outside the illusion.

When I looked back at the floating figure on one side of the space, I saw Illyana sitting on the floor breathing heavily.

At that time, a blue window appeared in front of her eyes.

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Current Lv: 4

Current Lv effect:

You can communicate with your saint.

A suitable new or old item can be created in the material world.

It can moderately interfere with the material world.

Your saintess can use pretty strong powers.

Your saint will be able to read the memories of the dead. (Limited)

The following Lv effects:

You can communicate with your saintess. (Thoughts)

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“Hmm? At this timing? Why?”

I was able to get the answer faster than I thought.

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… I won’t… Please stop…,”

A Phryxia that looks similar to Illyana and is out of breath.

But if there’s a difference, Illyana is surprised to see me, but Frixia is really looking the wrong way.

Maybe that’s why she was disgustingly nauseous, and she promised that she would never do that again, and Frixia looked somewhat unattractive.

Although Illyana entered the middle and couldn’t see it properly, it was easy to infer that she was a rather terrible vision.

Perhaps that psychological pain was also treated as pain.

But that’s it, and once you’ve done that, there’s no reason to satisfy Frixia’s demands any more.

[Don’t come here anymore. Don’t even listen to that insignificant request.]

“Yes, yes…”

And then there is the sound of a bell ringing that does not suit the cold and frozen atmosphere.

– Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

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Looking through the window, I can see Adela lying face down on the floor like last time.

Seeing Adela get up slowly and leave her room and try to come here, Frixia, with her face covered in tears, gathered her things and apologized until the end, leaving her room. Ran out