This Wasn’t an Erotic Game?

Chapter 45 - If It Weren't For You

『 Translator – Divinity 』

{These are the tenets of your faith, bestowed by the Annihilator of Evil; engrave them upon your hearts and remember.

One. You exist to destroy evil; therefore, do not forgive even the smallest evil that surrounds you.

Two. You walk in darkness to serve the light. Though your bodies dwell in darkness, your souls must shine brightly.

Three. If there is one who is suspect, interrogate them, whoever they may be, and pursue them relentlessly. For the followers of the Evil God and demons are wicked and cunning, and they conceal themselves.

Four. Do not hesitate, even if you err and spill the blood of the innocent. For spilling the blood of one innocent to slay ten of the wicked is more beneficial to the world.

Five. My chosen one is simple and straightforward, having endured long and agonizing curses and ultimately overcome them. I shall love such a one and bestow my stigmata upon them; therefore, when you see my chosen one, be loyal and obey.

Six. The one with many eyes upon their body is the Harbinger of Disaster; execute them on sight. I say again, do not fear to spill the blood of the innocent.

Seven. The one whose mind, not just their body, is consumed by darkness is the most abhorrent of all; never forget your resentment towards them.

Offer unto me the blood and entrails of the wicked as a sacrifice. I shall consume them with delight, for I am the one who revels in the annihilation of evil.}

– The Seven Commandments of the White Church's Scripture, Codex Proelium, in its entirety –

─ 𓆩♱𓆪 ─

The Evil God's chosen one couldn't believe it.

The fragment of the Evil God was shattered.

But he couldn't understand why.

It left Iomene's body, tried to enter the Saint's body, and... simply vanished.

And as it vanished, it vomited out all the souls and spirits it had devoured and hadn't yet digested.

That alone was shocking enough, but what was even more surprising was the chosen one's current location.

Naturally, the chosen one hadn't expected the fragment of the Evil God to shatter less than five minutes after its birth, so he had been waiting nearby to assist it.

And so, now...

"Savior! Eleos!"

"Eleos!"

The chosen one was witnessing firsthand, from a distance not far from the Saint, the people shouting.

Cold sweat trickled down his back.

He had consumed a large amount of the resentment that maintained his Miracle of Concealment to disable the various protective devices installed in the detached palace.

The Miracle of Concealment was greatly weakened.

If the surrounding priests, mages, and knights noticed him, it would all be over.

The chosen one cautiously started to retreat, careful not to be noticed by the chanting crowd.

"Kyaaa!!"

Just then, Princess Iomene, who had been in the Emperor's arms, suddenly turned her gaze towards the chosen one and let out a sharp hiss.

"You!! You!! Bad! Bad!! Hate!!"

It seemed that Iomene's soul had returned to its original state after the fragment of the Evil God shattered, but due to the sixteen years of torture and isolation, her speech was still impaired.

But although her words were clumsy...

Her eyes were fiercer than ever.

The chosen one felt his heart sink at her gaze.

Even with a powerful and agonizing curse dwelling within their bodies for a long time, there were occasional humans who overcame it through their desperate will to survive and the aid of miracles.

And the souls of such beings developed a resistance to all existing demons, the black magic of hell, and the miracles and curses of the Evil God.

And the being before him...

Iomene had endured a tremendously powerful source of curse within her body for nineteen years and had ultimately been revived.

Perhaps in all of human history, there had never been a human with greater resistance to curses, black magic, and the miracles of the Evil God.

Naturally, with such high resistance, she could easily see through the Miracle of Concealment that the chosen one was using.

'This can't be happening!!'

The chosen one broke out in a cold sweat.

But he desperately tried to maintain his composure.

Due to the long years of torture, Iomene's speech and expressions were still very limited.

No one would take the words of a mentally broken person seriously, right?

If he played it cool, there was a chance he could escape this situation.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Confused eyes.

A surprised expression.

A face feigning ignorance.

Emily, a maid who had served in the Imperial Palace for eleven years, put on a perfect act.

─ 𓆩♱𓆪 ─

When the fragment of the Evil God shattered, and Iomene, who had been floating in the air, started to fall, I hurriedly caught her and brought her back down to the ground.

I healed the wounds on her body and even the wings that had sprouted from her back.

As I watched the people shouting "Eleos" and whatnot, tears streaming down their faces, the reality of my situation finally hit me.

My skip-hell cheat code was gone.

Wasn't it the fragment of the Evil God?!

Wasn't it supposed to be incredibly powerful?

Why did it shatter?!

Why are you doing this to me?

I admit that my abilities are vulgar and vile, but I've only used them for good!!

I made the Church members rich, I healed the poor for free, huh?!

I never used my abilities with evil intentions!!

Then why do I have to go to hell! Why!!

Despair.

Frustration.

Sadness.

Tears streamed down my face.

Seeing my tears, people chanted "Eleos" even more passionately.

Are they mocking me?

I did a lot of things, thinking I would be returning to Korea... how am I going to fix this?

No!!

Does it even make sense that my soul isn't shattered even after all that black curse was focused on me?

No matter how strong the positive thoughts surrounding me are, does it make sense that my soul is perfectly fine after being targeted by such a massive amount of darkness?!

Does it make sense that elixir gushed out when I dug under the abandoned factory?

Does it make sense...

That I'm a saint?

Everyone, please leave.

I want to be alone.

As I closed my eyes and sobbed, I suddenly heard Iomene's sharp voice.

She was pointing at a dignified-looking maid who appeared to be in her thirties.

"You! Bad!! Bad!!"

Iomene growled and screamed, flailing her arms and legs.

The Emperor hurriedly stepped in front of her.

"It seems there are still some aftereffects."

"Priests! Priests, come here! We need to treat Iomene!"

At that, Iomene screamed with a frustrated expression.

"She!! Bad!! Bad!! No! No!"

Iomene pushed away the Emperor and Empress, who were trying to calm her down, but the Emperor only looked at her with pity.

"My daughter... yes, I understand. You can resent us as much as you want. I'm so sorry, so sorry."

The Emperor embraced Iomene.

The maid looked at the princess with pity and then turned away, and Iomene waved her arms at her.

"No!! No!! Bad! Bad!! Don't go! Bad!!"

Seeing Iomene scream at the maid with a frustrated expression, it suddenly hit me.

A thought crossed my mind.

Bad. Don't go.

There were bloodstains on the maid's clothes.

Was the maid injured?

She could have been hurt in all that commotion.

Seeing Iomene screaming and causing a scene like that, it seemed like she might be seriously injured.

"Wait a minute!"

The way to be forgiven by the Goddess, as told by Grandpa Yodel...

Turn away from wrongdoing, don't repeat mistakes, and accumulate good deeds, was it?

Since my plan to escape to Korea was ruined with the destruction of the cheat code, I had no choice but to go back to the standard method, even though its success rate was low.

Let's accumulate as many good deeds as possible while I can still heal people with the erotic game skills.

I wouldn't be able to use them once I disappeared.

That's the only way to avoid hell.

Thinking about it, I got angry again.

No!!

Why do I have to...

Why do I have to go to hell! Why!!

What wrong have I committed!! Why!!

Fuming inside, I started striding towards the maid.

Perhaps because my mind was burning with anger and frustration, my expression must have shown it.

The maid's face turned pale.

Ah.

Was I making too harsh of an expression at someone who was injured?

I should soften my expression.

I should at least smile a little...

"Y-You dog of Grace!!"

Suddenly, the maid snapped.

Her hand lashed out, and a black mist filled my vision.

What's this? Why is this happening?!

"Kyaaa!!"

And almost at the same time that my vision was obscured...

Along with Iomene's hiss, a brilliant pillar of light descended before me.

It wasn't just a simple pillar of light.

It was a pillar of light with the symbol of the White Church engraved on it.

And that pillar of light was accurately striking the maid who had snapped.

Surprised, I stepped back and looked at Iomene. She was pointing towards the sky with her hand, while being held in the Emperor's arms.

And on the back of her hand...

Wait a minute.

Isn't that the symbol of Dulaneir?

Why is the symbol of the White Church shining on Iomene's hand?

"Aaaaagh!! Agh!! Y-You fucking, goddamn, retarded bitch!!"

The maid, being fried in real-time by the pillar of light, was in a strange state.

Her appearance was changing.

From female to male.

From young to old.

Not only her appearance but also her physique was constantly shifting.

She was convulsing like an ant under a magnifying glass, putting on a bizarre transformation show as if she were becoming a completely different person.

The maid's uniform, unable to withstand the endless transformations, ripped and fell apart.

And when her naked body was revealed to the world, everyone gasped.

Because of her beauty?

No.

Because of her grotesqueness.

"E-Eyeballs!!"

"Good heavens!! What is that?!"

Hundreds of eyeballs had sprouted all over the maid's body, blinking grotesquely.

It was a hundred times more repulsive than Erpa's left face before it was healed.

Fuck, even I, who likes monster girls, couldn't handle this level of visual assault.

The maids and butlers working in the Imperial Palace gasped and retreated, and the Royal Guards gathered around to protect the members of the Imperial family.

The priests and paladins, without exception, chanted miracles and drew their swords.

"A Harbinger of Disaster!! The Harbinger of Disaster, just as recorded!!"

"The One with a Thousand Faces!"

Amongst the trembling voices, the shout of a White Church priest pierced everyone's ears.

"It's the Evil God's chosen one!!"

"Quickly!! Concentrate divine power into the pillar of light!! We have to burn him to death!!"

The people of the White Church immediately recognized him and began to concentrate their divine power into the pillar of light descending from the sky.

Unable to withstand it, the maid...

No.

The body of the Evil God's chosen one started to burn.

"Gaaaaaaaaaah!!"

An agonizing scream erupted from the chosen one's mouth.

And finally, his body couldn't withstand it any longer and melted into a puddle of blood, not even a single bone remaining.

Before completely dissolving, he pointed at me with a hand that was little more than a mangled lump of flesh and uttered a resentful sentence.

"Chosen one of the Grace whore!!... If it weren't... for you..."

Those were his last words.

The pillar of light vanished, and the chosen one was no more.

Me?

I was just blankly watching the whole scene unfold.

What in the world was going on?

"By Dulaneir!!"

"Annihilator of Evil!!"

"The one who overcame the curse!!"

"The God of Annihilation has bestowed a Saintess upon the Church!!"

The priests and paladins of the White Church rushed towards Iomene, prostrating themselves before her.

Ignoring them, Iomene escaped the Emperor's embrace and started running towards me.

"Saint!"

And at the same time, I saw Erpa also running towards me from afar.

Seeing her, I suddenly felt a wave of sadness.

A woman who loved me.

But a woman I had to push away because of my tragic fate.

I even kissed her, thinking I would be returning to Korea!!

What am I supposed to do now!!

Unable to genuinely smile...

Nor to cry...

I was wearing an awkward smile as I looked at Erpa, when...

"Like!!"

Iomene jumped on me.

"Like!! Like!!"

She rubbed her face against mine with a bright smile.

"The Healing Saint and the Saintess of Annihilation have been bestowed upon humanity!! Worship them!!"

The priests and paladins of the White Church swarmed in and prostrated themselves around us.

Everyone was watching the scene with a warm smile.

Everyone except one person.

Erpa, who had stopped in her tracks, staring at Iomene clinging to me.