I'm a Goddess to Be Devoured by the Protagonist - Chapter 84

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Episode 84
I’ll haul every last one of them in!
Little blossoms, surely you won’t be caught in a place as meager as this?
Yes, Capella! We’ll fight with all our strength!
Capella and her crew drew their weapons. They were seasoned pirates, skilled enough to toy with the Royal Knights.
Though it was a handful of pirates against a host of Royal Knights, the knights found themselves helplessly outmaneuvered, their superior numbers proving useless.
Small wonder. The Royal Knights had been weakened by a pathetic king.
Most of those who remained in the Royal Knights were there out of financial desperation, and a few were no better than the king himself—corrupt to the bone.
I was grateful the novel had documented all of this.
These fools move far too swiftly!
Useless dogs, restrain them however you must and throw them in the Underground Prison!
As a Royal Knight barked these orders, another figure entered the fray.
Am I not a touch late?
Regulus stepped to Capella’s side with playful ease, his house knights arrayed at his back.
Impeccably timed.
With Capella’s Pirate Crew joined by Regulus’s knights, the numbers evened out on both sides.
Now a proper battle unfolded—locked in fierce, seesaw combat where neither side could gain the upper hand.
We need to call for reinforcements!
Don’t let anyone escape from this place!
Understood, Regulus!
For the momentum to shift decisively, one more faction would need to arrive.
When would they come?
I scanned the corner of the broadcast screen, waiting for a new presence to emerge.
How much time had passed?
As if answering my vigil, a group appeared.
Robed figures in white, and leading them—a girl and boy dressed in nothing but charming attire.
Vega, look there! That’s the Royal Palace!
Wow, magnificent.
This is your first time seeing the Royal Palace, isn’t it, Vega?
Standing at the front were Vega and Betel. Vega’s eyes gleamed as she took in the sight of the palace.
I switched my broadcast to Betel’s perspective.
This is where the person we’re supposed to bring down is.
Huh? Bring down…?
Right—Vega hasn’t seen the Mission, so she wouldn’t understand. I should have sent it to her as well.
Anyway. Go on, Vega! At the gates—Water Storm!
Betel issued the command as if training a Pokémon, and Vega hesitated a moment before grasping the Staff with both hands and assuming her stance.
Then water surged forth from the Staff in a torrential gale.
Crash!
At last, the Royal Palace gates burst open.
Beyond lay the Audience Chamber itself. The two children and the Tower members pressed straight toward it.
Regulus, who had broken away from the battle, greeted the king with an elaborate flourish of bows.
Your Majesty, we have arrived!
Regulus, to come in such a manner—is this not disrespectful?
I’m a bit miffed that you refused to throw a banquet. So I indulged in a touch of mischief.
Regulus laughed as he spoke, his tone light with jest.
The Royal Knights in the Audience Chamber, who had been assessing their opponents, caught sight of the child who stepped forward and recognition flickered across their faces. Their expressions went ashen.
Wait, wait. That child—that’s Betel from the Tower!
The Tower? Why would the Tower…!
Hello, Your Majesty!
Betel bowed with a cheerful curtsy.
We’ve come to replace your throne!
Wh-what blasphemy is this?
The Tower, which had never concerned itself with politics, was now making moves to unseat the crown—it was unthinkable.
The Divine has commanded it!
The king ground his teeth.
The Divine employs foul tricks indeed!
I stared at the broadcast screen in disbelief.
You’re the foul one here, you fool.
I will disband Regulus’s knights and destroy the Tower itself!
That won’t be happening, old man.
—How dare you! Calling the king an old man!
—I won’t forgive this!
While the royal knights bellowed and clawed at the air, Betel remained perfectly at ease.
—You see, the reason the Tower has stayed out of politics all this time
Betel flicked his fingers, and the knights parted before him like the Red Sea itself, opening a corridor through their ranks.
—is that we simply couldn’t be bothered. Not because we lack the power.
The Tower of old, once barely acknowledged by the king, no longer existed.
Didn’t those royal brats already strip us bare?
Betel reached the empty throne without hindrance. The king was already gone—the seat lay vacant.
Everyone had known the Tower was strong, but Betel’s personal strength exceeded all imagination. No one had suspected he could suppress so many people single-handedly.
—Hmm. I’m bored. Mind if I try sitting for a moment?
The boy settled into the throne and crossed his legs with theatrical elegance.
—Vega, what do you think? Do I look good?
—Yeah. Looks great!
Vega played along with the playful question.
From the ceiling of the Audience Chamber, Deneb, who had been watching the situation reach its conclusion, spoke.
—That’s enough! Let’s head back to the Underground Prison!
His companions nodded in agreement.
—Thud!
—What’s that? Where are the bricks falling from?
Deneb’s group dropped bricks from their position above, knocking the guards unconscious.
After incapacitating all the guards, they descended into the prison corridors and freed those who had been unjustly imprisoned.
Deneb scratched his helmet as he spoke.
—What was it again, we came by the command of the new god?
—Honey, you should say “the great Listener.”
—Ah, that’s right. Of course my darling is smart. We came by the command of the great Listener!
The prisoners could not hide their amazement.
—Ah, the Divine One has sent heroes to save us!
—Long live the great Listener!
[Heroes who bravely stood against a corrupt king will spread your name.]
[Soon your name will echo across all the world.]
[Congratulations! Your Intervention Level has increased!]
[Your current Intervention Level: 10]
Wow. I didn’t expect to level up this way.
I had finally achieved Intervention Level 10.
I hadn’t anticipated reaching it like this, but the timing was fortuitous.
I stood up and went straight to Water Drop’s space.
“Tell me how to change the king.”
“Aaagh! You really did come back after leveling up!”
Water Drop, who had been enjoying a peaceful tea time, started in surprise at my arrival.
“Well, I’ll hand Quartz over to you now.”
[You have been chosen as the Divine Sovereign of the world ‘Quartz’.]
[World Management Guide]
[Try becoming an ideal god!]
[How to appear attractive to humans]
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Then countless windows flooded the screen. My head spun.
“The guide window has opened. First close those windows—I’ll walk you through this instead—and let’s reduce the Dungeon Spawn Rate first. It’s in one of the windows in the upper left.”
I closed the many windows and found the Dungeon Spawn Rate among the upper left panels.
[Dungeon Spawn Rate: 53%]
“The Dungeon Spawn Rate is set to 53 percent.”
“Goodness, it’s way too high. Let’s lower it right away.”
“How much?”
“To 10 percent. That’s about the normal level.”
I adjusted the gauge bar.
[Dungeon Spawn Rate: 10%]
I hesitated for a moment about pulling the gauge to its minimum, but decided against it.
If I set the Dungeon Spawn Rate to 0 percent, the world would be very safe, but adventurers would have no dungeons to enter and no way to earn a living.
That’s why Water Drop told me to hold back ten percent, I suppose.
“If you keep relying on my help and move forward gradually, Quartz will become a safe world too.”
I nodded at Water Drop, and then I remembered something I needed to tell her.
“Right—I defeated that king. Will it be easier to change him now?”
On the broadcast screen I’d left running beside me, I could see the king and the Royal Palace’s knights being escorted into the Underground Prison under Betel’s command.
“What? How did you defeat the king?”
“I gave missions to people I could contract with, and they defeated him.”
“That’s impossible. There’s no way something like that could—”
“Well, it happened.”
“No, you’re right. You have no reason to lie.”
Water Drop’s face had gone pale for some reason. I couldn’t understand why she reacted that way whenever something involved the king.
Still, she’s a god—there’s no reason for her to react like that.
“Anyway, please tell me how to change the king quickly.”
“You issue a Divine Proclamation from the Temple announcing a new king will be chosen. If you also publicize the king’s crimes there, the effect will be even stronger.”
I thought for a moment, then sent a mission to Regulus.
[Mission]
[Uncover the King’s Crimes]
[Reward: Bread × 1]
And I sent another mission to Deneb.
[Mission]
[Commission the Bluebird to Uncover the King’s Crimes]
[Reward: Bread × 1]
Uncovering the crimes of a corrupt king shouldn’t be difficult.
“God! Now for Quartz alone, I can provide unlimited sponsorship! Woohoo!”
Hamie emerged from the system window with the announcement. It meant I could now provide unlimited message sponsorship and mission sponsorship.
Hamie, who had been fluttering about, settled onto my shoulder.
Water Drop’s gaze was drawn to the fluffy Hamie for a moment before she refocused.
“How do I issue a Divine Proclamation…?”
“It’s right here, God.”
Thanks to Hamie this time, I didn’t need to rummage through anything.
[Issue Divine Proclamation]
[Current Option: Your words will descend upon all the Temples you have claimed.]
But since the king’s crimes hadn’t been uncovered yet, I wouldn’t use the Divine Proclamation feature just now.

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