Adopting the Male Protagonist Changed the Genre - Chapter 94

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Chapter 94

 

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The divine power of insight that showed people’s past and future made Giuseppe a more impartial judge than anyone else.

 

His judgment, called divine punishment, did not discriminate based on wealth, age, or gender, and was always fair.

 

Even when his spear eventually led to internal purges that squeezed out the festering boils of the temple, the priests dared not object.

 

Giuseppe Aria Sernandel was a cardinal who led the Holy Empire’s strongest holy knight order, Sacred Radiance, and a man of integrity without even a speck of dust on him.

 

Thus, Giuseppe’s world was always clearly divided into black and white.

 

Right and wrong.

 

Good and evil.

 

Those standards were crystal clear, and his divine power never made mistakes.

 

The Belinda Blanche that Giuseppe saw was wrong and evil black itself.

 

“You must pay the price for running your mouth wrong. Pull out that thing’s tongue immediately.”

 

“You want to live? Then I’ll show mercy and spare you from checking what your tongue looks like. Instead, don’t let a single word escape your mouth while being beaten.”

 

“Does this thing have a lover? Ah, a servant who works in the stables? Good. Call him. Tell him his experience working in the stables will come in handy for whipping someone.”

 

What a terrible stench emanated from the hideous core hidden beneath that beautiful exterior.

 

Perhaps, like everyone else, there might be unavoidable reasons for her to be that way.

 

But Giuseppe did not accept those reasons.

 

There were certainly people who wouldn’t make evil choices even in the same situation, and whatever circumstances she had would provide no comfort to the victims.

 

That’s why it was quite unexpected when Belinda readily offered to send her escort knight.

 

No, how did she know about the landslide in the first place?

 

Why did she appear at a battle site with monsters where her life could be in danger?

 

These were actions the Belinda Blanche he saw through his divine power would never have taken.

 

Giuseppe stood on the mountainside overlooking the village with Lionel’s help, pondering that discrepancy.

 

“Your Eminence, you must return to the temple and rest. You need to pray to God to recover your sight as quickly as possible.”

 

Lionel had been earnestly pleading with Giuseppe for hours without getting tired.

 

However, Giuseppe was just as stubborn.

 

He refused to move from that spot, watching what he wanted to see first when his sight returned.

 

The sun had risen to its zenith, and when the exhausted Lionel was finally quietly keeping vigil beside him.

 

Light began to return to his vision, which had been filled only with pitch-black darkness like the underside of the world, like dawn breaking.

 

When Giuseppe blinked several times, light and vitality returned to his eyes.

 

Giuseppe’s eyes were so deep and beautiful that even the most hideous things would seem enchanting when reflected in them.

 

Those eyes reflected the devastating scene spread out below the mountain.

 

“…”

 

A village buried under mounds of earth with only rooftops barely visible.

 

The village was completely crushed as if trampled by a giant.

 

Giuseppe saw how many people were buried under that debris.

 

He saw it, but as always, he couldn’t prevent it.

 

Because he was a fair judge and merely a human being.

 

However, unlike other times, he felt some disillusionment instead of resignation.

 

Thanks to Belinda’s party joining the fight, they were able to stop Cerberus, but what was meant to happen still happened. The hope he felt for a moment was fleeting.

 

“…My sight has returned.”

 

Giuseppe, having confirmed the result of his prophecy, spoke quietly and turned around.

 

There was much to do.

 

He had to move the injured and disaster victims to the temple to care for them and recover the dead.

 

It was work he had always done.

 

Cleaning up after all of fate’s consequences.

 

But today, that duty felt particularly burdensome.

 

What meaning could there be in all of this?

 

Even if he helped rebuild the village, the people who had made their homes there were already…

 

“Mom, Dad! Look at that! Our house disappeared!”

 

“Mother, I’m so glad you’re safe.”

 

“The saint must have protected us. To survive like this…!”

 

“Thank you, Priest. Thank you so much.”

 

Giuseppe’s steps gradually slowed as he reached the temple vicinity. A commotion he shouldn’t have been able to hear reached his ears.

 

Giuseppe tried not to harbor hope, but inevitably walked into the temple with wavering steps.

 

And there he witnessed the surviving villagers embracing each other, crying, grieving, rejoicing, and shedding tears.

 

For the first time, a prophecy had gone wrong.

 

“How is this…”

 

Only five people.

 

That was the number of survivors Giuseppe had seen in his prophecy.

 

Knowing this, he still asked Lionel to evacuate the villagers, hoping to save even one more person that fate might mercifully overlook.

 

But how could so many people have survived?

 

How did they know the temple wouldn’t be swept away by the landslide? Even he hadn’t seen that future.

 

“Sir Lionel, why did you evacuate the people to the temple?”

 

His voice was hoarse, having lost even the faintest trace of a smile. Lionel answered without noticing the confusion contained within.

 

“Lady Blanche advised us to take refuge in the temple. Of course, I followed her advice on my own judgment, but Lady Blanche’s decision proved correct.”

 

Belinda Blanche.

 

That name left a strange resonance in his ears.

 

“Where is Lady Blanche now?”

 

“She’s preparing to leave the village. The atmosphere isn’t good since people misunderstood her as a relic thief. So I lent her a temple carriage… Your Eminence?”

 

Giuseppe left Lionel behind and immediately exited the temple.

 

There had been suspicions.

 

Belinda’s future that couldn’t be seen.

 

Only beings from other worlds were free from God’s fate and prophecies.

 

Therefore, while their past could be glimpsed, their future could not be seen.

 

However, his experiences of resignation until now did not allow him to water the sprout of hope.

 

So… so he had suspected she might be a dark mage.

 

“I don’t believe in things like fate or prophecy.”

 

“If you believe in God, there’s no room for human will to intervene. In the end, all of this is God’s will, but isn’t such a life too meaningless?”

 

Giuseppe’s brow furrowed slightly as he recalled Belinda’s words.

 

This world’s religion was divided into those who followed or resisted under the belief in God as a natural existence.

 

Therefore, not believing in God didn’t mean denying the absolute being’s existence itself, but was merely a way to distinguish whether one was God’s faithful or not.

 

Even mages, who were typical non-believers, didn’t deny God’s existence. They simply resisted God’s will and intentions.

 

But Belinda’s words seemed more like something someone from a world where God’s existence wasn’t taken for granted would say.

 

As if God’s existence depended on whether she believed or not.

 

‘I should have used the ‘Eye of Truth’ even if it meant overexerting myself then.’

 

In Giuseppe’s blurry vision, filled with belated regret, he saw a white carriage crossing the ruins in the distance.

 

He had to catch her and ask.

 

He had been searching for someone who escaped this world’s fate all along.

 

To prevent the apocalyptic future that priests granted the power of insight had been seeing for hundreds of years.

 

It was when Giuseppe grabbed the horse’s reins to chase the carriage that a trace of doubt caught his ankle.

 

Was Belinda Blanche really someone who escaped fate?

 

No, even if that were true, how could he be certain she was someone who could prevent the predetermined apocalypse?

 

Perhaps she might change the predetermined fate into something even more terrible.

 

Because she is….

 

“An evil being.”

 

Giuseppe’s steps became rooted to that spot.

 

Recalling the terrible evil deeds of Belinda he had seen through his power of insight, he struggled to calm his wildly racing heart.

 

‘There’s no need to rush.’

 

Everything was still just speculation. So he shouldn’t jump to hasty conclusions.

 

Therefore, instead of chasing the carriage, Giuseppe watched for a long time until it disappeared beyond the horizon.

 

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I had only been away from the villa for three days, but my whole body felt weary as if I had returned home after three years.

 

The employees at the villa were more than a little flustered by our sudden disappearance and equally sudden return.

 

Especially the mercenaries, who lifted Leo up and took turns hugging him like a beloved toy they had found after years.

 

“I was so… so worried that you ran away because you felt betrayed when I told you the truth that seawater is salty…!”

 

After rescuing Leo from the sobbing mercenaries, I spent the next two days groaning with muscle pain.

 

‘I only went to the dungeon for shooting practice, but how did things end up like this.’

 

I had just managed to pull myself together and was preparing to return to the Royal Capital.

 

“I should put ropes around the necks of those noisy beasts and drag them around. Then they’d know their place and shut their mouths.”

 

“She means she wants to walk the dogs. Ker, Rube, and Bero really love walks.”

 

“I hired you lot on my butler’s recommendation, so what are you complaining about?”

 

“You’ve been guarding us so well as the butler recommended, so she says if there’s anything you want, she’ll grant it!”

 

For some reason, Leo started following me around everywhere, and surprisingly, he accurately translated my words and conveyed them to everyone.

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