Chapter 21
“May today be a safe day for us, Seraphim.”
“Our Seraphim in heaven, grant us the daily bread we need today, and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.”
“Please allow me to be a just thief, Seraphim.”
“O Seraphim in heaven, guide me… watch over me so that I do not walk down the wrong path… I dedicate my body to the will of the Seraphim… I felt it! The location is coming!”
[Hmm…]
The countless prayers raised toward me by the faithful.
As one of the powers of Angels,
Even though I am in the distant heavens, I can hear the voices of those who offer ‘Earnest Prayers’ to me.
For reference, ordinary prayers do not suffice.
Only prayers filled with true sincerity can reach me.
Moreover, the karma must be at least +20…
The so-called condition of being a ‘good person’ is an added bonus.
Additionally, the higher the karma score, the clearer the voices become,
which seems to express the saying that living well brings rewards.
However, despite these challenging conditions,
I still receive hundreds to thousands of prayers every day.
For an Ordinary Human, Just hearing the voices of hundreds or thousands of people would be enough to make their head explode.
But I am now clearly an extraordinary being, the Archangel Seraphim.
Compared to my Human days,
There is a performance difference akin to that of a Windows 95 Voodoo graphics card computer versus a Windows 11, GeForce RTX 4090 24GB setup.
In my previous life, I could never have dreamed of processing such information,
and it was possible to hear and discern the voices of many people simultaneously,
using divine magic to offer even a small amount of help to them.
For instance, I could enhance their defense enough to survive a sword wound,
or slightly boost their luck, like rolling two sixes on a die.
The voices that reached me were filled with various purposes and hopes.
As a result of their earnest prayers,
there were no lies or pretense, only their pure thoughts.
Because the beings they addressed were not like them but rather a transcendent being,
they laid bare their innermost feelings without filters.
While there was a certain enjoyment in legally eavesdropping on others’ secrets,
on the other hand,
these unfiltered prayers sometimes made me feel truly filthy and uncomfortable.
“Seraphim, I love Anastasia from the next house. But she is already a married woman with a husband and children…What should I do to be with her?”
“Seraphim, I like lolis. What should I do?”
Just like in the other world, even in this one, forbidden topics like adultery and lolicon are taboo.
Surprisingly, despite living righteous lives, there were quite a few people with strange, twisted desires.
Still, when it came to something like this, it was enough to listen casually and then deliver a sharp, stern response like, “It’s a crime, so don’t do it,” making it clear to them.
No matter how good-hearted someone’s prayer might be, if it was leading toward evil deeds, it was only natural to stop it beforehand.
Besides, this method was surprisingly effective. Sending a “Divine Warning” like this usually made most of them give up.
The real problem, however, were the prayers that were similar but had a slightly different nature.
“Today, I saw her again selling goods by the city gate. Among the bottles of potions, she wiggled her ears, and her adorable little paws moved as she spoke. That creature they call ‘Neko’… I can no longer go a single day without seeing her. Seraphim, will she… that soft, fur-covered cat-girl, accept my feelings?”
“I’ve fallen in love with Argon, who works at the maid café. Even though she’s a Lizardman… I can’t stop thinking about her every night, my body burning with desire. Seraphim, please let my love come true! Help her enjoy the bread I made for her!”
Just hearing these stories makes my mind flash a “404 not found” Error.
Furries and reptile fetishists—having to listen to these prayers daily is honestly exhausting.
Of course, from their point of view, these are serious, secret concerns they can’t easily share. So, as a god, I would offer some comfort and move on. But the details of these abnormal desires were quite unpleasant from my perspective.
Anyway, while I was responding to people’s prayers in a work-like manner, something different caught my attention.
“Seraphim… I have something urgent I need to discuss with you. Please reveal yourself to me.”
[This is…]
Sometimes, there were such requests.
People asking me to appear before them in person.
I usually ignored these requests—not because I found them bothersome, but because every time I did show up, people would faint.
I would invoke “Fear not” whenever I appeared, but by that point, most had already fainted, making it pointless.
However, this time, I couldn’t just ignore the voice calling for me.
The reason was that the person offering this prayer…
“Princess Solomon?… Why is she asking for me now?”
She was the princess of the Kanan Kingdom, the first human to ever offer herself to me as a sacrifice.
Personally, my opinion of her remained the same as always—a quirky, 4-dimensional woman. Yet, I couldn’t simply disregard her prayer.
After all, a prayer this earnest meant there must be a significant reason.
Moreover, I couldn’t ignore her status as a princess.
And since she had seen me before, there was no risk of her fainting when I appeared.
Having made my decision, I slowly began to prepare for my descent, gently flapping my wings.
At that moment,
[Seraphim, where are you going?]
It was an inquisitive voice from Arc Royal.
I answered casually,
[I have business on the ground.]
[Oh, in that case, let me come with you…]
[No need. It’s not like I’m going to fight a battle. Just wait here quietly.]
[…Understood.]
Her response carried a slight sense of disappointment.
Maybe she was feeling bored, spending her time reading books while I attended to things, but I didn’t have time to concern myself with that now.
Answering the princess’s call took priority.
For the first time in a while, I descended to the mortal realm.
At the open altar, I stood before the princess.
And the words that came out of her mouth were…
“Seraphim, will you marry me?”
“If you do not desire that, then please, at least grant me your seed. As royalty, I wish to carry the child of a great being!”
“Furries, reptile lovers… and now, this one’s into eye fetish?”
*
[Sigh…]
Seraphim had departed for the mortal realm.
As she watched him leave, a deep sigh escaped from Arc-Royal’s lips.
As an Archangel, she had sworn to serve the great being, Seraphim, the Chief Angel.
Yet, up until now, Seraphim had rarely asked anything of her. He had given various teachings and commanded her to learn divine magic, but that was all.
Most tasks had been handled by Seraphim alone, leaving little room for her to step in.
While having such a perfect master was a blessing, from the perspective of a servant, it inevitably left her feeling a sense of unfulfilled longing.
From the perspective of someone who desperately wanted to be of help to him, Arc-Royal began to seriously contemplate this issue.
‘I can’t go on like this… I need to find a way… A way for Seraphim to be able to use me to the fullest…’’
*
The Kingdom of Girga.
Located in the central continent and one of the three great powers, this nation had a unique characteristic.
The country was directly ruled by the god of war, Anumaeshi, who served as its king.
Unlike other gods who governed through priests or human monarchs, Anumaeshi inhabited a body of his own creation and ruled the kingdom personally.
As a divine incarnation, Anumaeshi lived among humans, far beyond the level of a mere Demigod.
Of course, even as an incarnation, his power was somewhat diminished compared to his True Divine Form.
His capabilities were about two-thirds of his original power.
Even so, his strength was far beyond what any ordinary human could ever hope to challenge, and because of this, Anumaeshi quite literally ruled every aspect of the kingdom according to his will.
As a nation governed by the god of war, Girga boasted an unsurprisingly formidable military. Through this, the kingdom received tributes from countless vassal states it had conquered, enjoying a seemingly endless flow of wealth.
However,
Despite the kingdom’s outward appearance of grandeur and indulgence, the lives of its citizens were far from happy.
This was due to the cruel and greedy laws that the god Anumaeshi had enacted solely to satisfy his own desires.
One such law dictated that…
Today, a group of women moved with trembling steps toward the king’s chamber, deep within the palace.
Each one wore a ring symbolizing their betrothal.
They were all set to marry in just a few days, their hearts filled with images of the men they truly loved.
However, at that moment, they faced a man lying before them with an arrogant posture, his blond hair contrasting with his brown skin.
With trembling hands, they began to remove their clothing before the god Anumaeshi.
Their bodies, untouched and pure, had never been offered to any man.
Originally, they had wished to give this to the man they loved most…
But in this kingdom, that was not permitted.
Among the women about to be married, those chosen had to share a bed with the king and god, Anumaeshi.
This law, known as the “right of the first night,” mandated such a union.
To defy this law meant not only facing death themselves but also the execution of their future husbands, leaving them with no choice but to comply, even in their painful emotions.
“Si… oh God…”
“Please… grant us our bodies…”
[Hehe… Yes, I will accept you. Expect to experience pleasures that your pathetic bodies, who will become your husbands, could never feel!]
The bridal right created according to his sexual preference for coveting married women.
Thus, Anumaeshi slowly rose from his seat, a smile full of desire on his face.
“Ugh…”
“Huuuh…”
The women began to be thoroughly violated by the irresistible touch of the god.
No matter how much their partner was a god, the fact that they were in the arms of someone other than their husbands started to show despair and pain on their faces.
At the same time, even amidst this, their bodies trembled with undeniable intense pleasure given by the god.
Anumaeshi, watching this, began to feel a deep joy and excitement that could never be experienced in ordinary relationships.
“Come to think of it… didn’t that Seraphim fellow say he had a woman?”
Though I can’t recall the exact details, I’ve heard that he has quite a deep relationship with a human woman—whether she’s a knight, a princess, or perhaps a princess-knight.
In fact, there were reports that Seraphim appeared before a woman who seemed to be a princess at a temple located on the outskirts of the royal palace not long ago.
Anumaeshi was already familiar with the rumours.
That princess, known as the most beautiful woman currently in existence.
He smiled knowingly at that fact.
A dark desire began to stir in Anumaeshi’s heart, just as it always did.
“Hehe… Yes. This time, I must violate that fellow’s woman. After all, I need bait to lure him in…”
A woman being forcibly violated in front of the man she loves.
A man shedding tears of humiliation after losing his woman.
The thought that he might be able to witness his favourite scene repeatedly, targeting the “God,”
A vivid excitement began to curl at the corners of Anumaeshi’s mouth.
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