Chapter 85
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“…This is why the Holy Kingdom has requested our assistance. However,”
The current Chairman of the Council and Master of the Space Magic Tower concluded his briefing on the agenda.
The Holy Kingdom had requested help regarding a recent revelation.
The content was that a wicked demon was roaming the Middle World, plotting schemes.
“…Isn’t it Demon King-sama?”
The Fire Tower Master said.
It seemed that the other Tower Masters shared the same thought.
“…Actually, the Holy Kingdom seems to think the same. They said they scoured the entire continent using holy power but couldn’t detect any demonic energy other than Demon King-sama’s. Since they couldn’t find anything with their power, they’ve come to us, hoping we might discover something.”
“Well, we’d probably get the same results if we searched.”
The Tower Masters exchanged remarks.
Listening to them brought back a conversation I had with Demon King-sama.
‘…The true enemy of the demons is the Celestials. The Middle World is just a pathway to the Celestial Realm…’
If Demon King-sama’s words were true, there was a possibility that the Celestials issued the revelation to keep Demon King-sama in check.
Moreover, no powerful demon other than Demon King-sama traversed the Middle World in the first place.
After all, who would dare enter the Middle World without Demon King-sama’s permission?
“Can’t we just check it out once? The Space Tower Master can glance through space, right?”
“Right. To be honest, we’ve already searched the continent, but there wasn’t anything noteworthy apart from Demon King-sama.”
“Then we can just confirm to the Holy Kingdom that the revelation refers to Demon King-sama.”
“Exactly. But…”
The Water Tower Master said nonchalantly while playing auto chess.
Everyone nodded, eager to move things along quickly.
It seemed they were in a hurry to get back to gaming.
“But if the revelation is true, wouldn’t that mean Demon King-sama is plotting something wicked?”
“That’s true.”
“Indeed.”
“That’s right.”
“But Demon King-sama?”
Demon King-sama plotting something wicked?
No one would believe that.
Demon King-sama’s touching story.
And the sincerity she had shown.
Currently, many people had become fans of Demon King-sama.
If it were all an act, she should debut as an actress.
“That doesn’t seem likely,” I said.
Because it genuinely didn’t seem likely.
“Why do you think that, Illusion Mage Riot?”
Of course, there was a chance it was an act.
There was also the possibility that she was secretly plotting something wicked.
But demons didn’t have the time for that.
“Because demons are almost always online 24/7. Even Demon King-sama rarely turns off her stream, right?”
“That’s true.”
“That makes sense.”
“Indeed.”
“If she’s broadcasting 24/7, when would she have time to plot schemes?”
“That’s a valid point.”
“Let’s just wrap this up and start the COL internal match.”
The Tower Masters responded half-heartedly.
But it seemed everyone agreed with me.
In reality, demons spent almost all their time gaming.
Unlike humans, they didn’t work. Fighting was their job.
Their in-game chat logs were clean of any schemes,
“Then let’s report that and conclude. The rest is the Holy Kingdom’s responsibility.”
“Sure, sure. Done!”
“Who’s up for a match against our Magic Tower in COL?”
“Me, me!”
Thus, the regular Council meeting ended.
Everyone left to play games.
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“They say they couldn’t find anything.”
“What?”
Gabriel responded to the desperate prayers from the Middle World.
The prayer pleaded for guidance, as they couldn’t detect any danger—essentially asking, “Where is the wicked demon?”
“But the demonic energy is still present.”
“Hmm…”
The situation became even more complicated.
Without directly observing the Middle World, it was impossible to grasp the situation.
“This has never happened before. We can’t figure it out without seeing it ourselves. How could we know without eyes?”
“Then why don’t you go check, Raphael?”
“I don’t want to.”
“Do you want to die?”
Just as the Demon King could cross dimensions, so could the Archangels.
The Celestials, in fact, had more freedom to travel to the Middle World than demons.
However, the Celestials had long decided to appear as “Gods” worshipped by humans.
By doing so, they could use the beings of the Middle World to repel demonic invasions.
If the revered Celestials suddenly roamed the Middle World openly, it would create chaos.
“This is a delicate situation. It feels too minor to warrant descending, but ignoring it seems risky, given the confirmed presence of demonic energy in the Middle World.”
“Hmm…”
Once again, the Archangels fell into deep contemplation.
“There’s no other way. I’ll go.”
“Descend? Isn’t that too sudden?”
“But do we have any other options? The recent prayers have been peculiar, and there’s a need to communicate directly with the believers. Clearly, something unusual is happening in the Middle World.”
Michael spoke.
Descent—borrowing the body of a devout believer to enter the Middle World.
It was a method devised in the past when the Celestials couldn’t directly cross into the Middle World to help.
At that time, the lack of faith in the Middle World resulted in low holy power levels.
Now, with religion spread globally, the Middle World and Celestial Realm weren’t completely disconnected.
Instead, the method was rarely used, only occasionally, to emphasize the Celestial’s holiness.
It hadn’t been used for centuries.
“There’s no choice. Understood.”
“Please take care of it, Michael.”
Michael nodded solemnly.
He would descend by borrowing the body of a believer.
Usually, this was done through a saintess, but since there was no saintess now, they would have to use another body of strong faith.
And chaos erupted in the Middle World.
“This, this is…!”
“Wh-what is going on!”
“Th-the God! God has revealed themselves!”
The chapel of the Vatican.
One day, during a regular worship session, a divine light descended from the heavens.
The holy light focused on a single nun fervently praying in the center of the chapel.
“Ah, ahhh…!”
“Ahhh…! Oh, God!”
-My lambs, I have come to save you.
Mikael spoke through the nun’s lips.
An immense holy power filled the chapel.
-A wicked evil is threatening the Middle World, and its identity must be uncovered as soon as possible.
“G-God, that is…!”
-Also, my lambs, your prayers have reached the Celestial Realm, and I could not ignore your earnest pleas.
“Ohhh…! Ohhhhhhh!”
The believers suddenly became excited.
Even the pope, usually reserved, shed tears of emotion.
They seemed happier to have their prayers answered than concerned about the wicked darkness.
“F-finally, I can reach Challenger…!”
“Could it be that I’ll finally get a fully upgraded Zatum…!”
“Now even Ma Yi can become a Tier 1 champion…!”
-…?
The believers were saying things that made no sense to Mikael.
These were clearly words he had heard during their prayers.
At that moment, Mikael’s gaze fell upon an artifact.
It was inscribed with the large letters, “COL.”
This was another term that frequently appeared in recent peculiar prayers.
-Child… bring that to me…
Mikael pointed at the “COL” and spoke.
“Ah, ahh… this is…”
But the owner of the “COL” hesitated.
What could this object possibly be, that it made them hesitate to offer it to God?
-What is that……
“This, this is a ‘COL,’ a fantasy game from the Illusion Magic Tower…! I, I had plans to play a duo match after worship, so I couldn’t…”
“You idiot! The Goddess is asking for it!”
“Then give her yours!”
-……
A fantasy game, huh.
It must be one of the new cultural inventions created by humans.
-I will not take it from you… Instead, I shall enjoy it with the same heart as you, so explain it to me…
“Well, well, ‘COL’ is…”
The believer began passionately explaining “COL,” spitting as they talked.
Mikael roughly grasped what it was.
It seemed to be a cultural phenomenon humans enjoyed immensely, but he wouldn’t truly understand without trying it himself.
“Would you like to try it with this…”
The cardinal pulled out his own “COL” and offered it.
Although it might have been considered blasphemous to hand over an object to God,
the cardinal was perceptive enough to realize Mikael was intrigued.
And so, while still descended, Mikael began playing “COL.”
-Oh, ohoh…
After finishing a single match, Mikael let out a low groan and awoke.
Meanwhile, the believers had spent the time playing auto chess and Galaxy Craft among themselves.
When Mikael awoke, they all bowed their heads again.
-This, this is what you desire, and I shall grant it…
Saying so, the divine power gradually dispersed.
The nun who had hosted Mikael collapsed, and Mikael, who had descended, returned to the Celestial Realm.
“…Huh. Where’s my ‘COL’?”
The “COL” handed over by the cardinal had also been taken.
And back in the Celestial Realm.
“What happened, Mikael?”
“Well, I couldn’t uncover the identity of the wicked energy, but… I did figure out the strange nature of recent prayers.”
Mikael began explaining the fantasy game.
In her hand was the cardinal’s “COL.”
“So, such a culture was trending.”
“So, uh, I think I need to investigate this ‘COL’ further. W-well, I’ll be off then…”
“Wait, Mikael! You said you’ve already tried it, so we must too. Hand it over.”
“A-ahhh…”
Uriel snatched the “COL” from Mikael.
And for about two hours, Uriel became immersed in the fantasy.
“Huh, huhhh? What is this…!”
The stimulation was overwhelming for the beings of the Celestial Realm, who lived such monotonous lives.
For entertainment in the Celestial Realm, the most exciting thing was counting sheep frolicking in the fields.
For them, this “COL” was an unimaginable thrill.
“What exactly is that, Uriel?”
Raphael, seeing Uriel completely engrossed, began playing “COL” next.
One by one, the other archangels followed suit.
And they all melted away, overwhelmed by a joy they had never experienced before.
“Huff, huff… hold on, this is…”
“I brought it here, so I’ll keep it! Let’s discuss the matter of the wicked energy later!”
“Wait! Mikael has so much work to do! The least busy among us should keep it!”
“This came from the Middle World, so I’ll manage it. I’m responsible for communicating with the believers!”
“Gabriel, your role is limited to delivering revelations and communicating with saintesses. I’ll take charge of this!”
The Celestial Realm quickly descended into chaos.
“Huff, huff… this will never end. I have a good idea.”
“What is it, Gabriel?”
“We issue a revelation. Let them dedicate this ‘Fantasy Game’ to the altar.”
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