The Life of a Wise Cult Leader - Chapter 132

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Chapter 132

 

Erendor interrupted my words.

 

“Brother seemed to have some idea about it too… Weren’t you cooperating with me more than before for that purpose?”

 

“Of course, it’s true that I wanted to get close to you because of the Demonic Sword, and it’s also true that I’ve been cooperating like this for other purposes rather than that Demonic Sword.”

 

Erendor spoke honestly. I nodded my head.

 

Hmm. Erendor did act like a gentle sheep after Viola stabbed my neck and the system ego popped out to babble information.

 

His purpose is probably mixed in with that information. What did the system ego say again? I don’t remember much, so I’m not sure.

 

That’s when it happened.

 

“You got close to the Saint because of the Demonic Sword…?”

 

Tuba looked at Erendor with a terrifying expression from the side. Erendor hastily made excuses.

 

“Ah, Tuba. Stop reporting to Boss for a moment. Don’t think about beating me up either. Okay? Listen to what I have to say first.”

 

“Is there really a need… to listen?”

 

“There is. Absolutely there is.”

 

“For something like that Demonic Sword… ruining Violin’s plan…”

 

“Ahhhhh. Wait! There are circumstances I couldn’t mention here-”

 

He’s like a second brother getting scolded by his eldest brother. Of course, I’ve never had brothers…

 

Or have I? I did have some briefly at the orphanage. Though we weren’t close.

 

Tuba glared at Erendor with blazing eyes. Erendor either didn’t notice that gaze or didn’t care as he casually spoke to me.

 

“Anyway, my friend. What exactly made you decide to kill God?”

 

Here, we need to have time to share everyone’s information and purposes overall.

 

Killing God is something that 100% won’t work if I do it alone. That’s why I’ve been going around gathering comrades… and such.

 

Lumensia is the God among Gods. Close to being the absolute ruler of this world. To seal or kill such a being, I urgently need powerful people.

 

Tuba said.

 

“Whether to participate in the plan or not… will be decided based on your explanation… If Lumensia dies… the Empire will collapse too, and that would be the picture our Commander desires…”

 

“I’ll just follow the Ascetic. I made a vow too.”

 

“…Me too.”

 

“I recognize that my recent conversation was inappropriate for interrupting the introduction. I apologize.”

 

“Well. That’s how all non-human beings talk. Our friend here is pretty decent by those standards.”

 

“Yes yes, that’s right!”

 

“Yeah… Ce, Cel is kind.”

 

“I’m human.”

 

“….”

 

Everyone shut up. And only eyes of various colors rolled around. Hey you guys. I’m human!

 

“Yeah, right. Human… Well, anyway. Continue talking, friend.”

 

Right, honestly I think I spoke as if possessed by something earlier.

 

Until just now, I had shared part of myself with the God of darkness, and my mind was busy with all the things I had to do going forward, so I spoke with my brain somewhat turned off.

 

Since I suddenly started with a strange main point, I should be grateful that these guys didn’t smash metal claws or mana chunks into my head while saying ‘Hey you! Ascetic always speaks mysteriously! He doesn’t talk like this! You’re not the Ascetic!’

 

“From now on, I will speak again with reference to everyone’s information.”

 

I began my explanation.

 

“Lumensia intends to destroy this world.”

 

Tuba, who always wore a languid expression, opened her eyes wide.

 

From then on, I unfolded the tumultuous story of ~The Truth of the World: Currently Going to Hell~ and laid out my current situation and what information I possessed.

 

*

 

Tuba let out a deep sigh.

 

“So… to summarize…”

 

Tuba wore an extremely serious and grave expression.

 

Erendor, who had been somewhat inferring my situation, also became serious.

 

As the atmosphere dropped to funeral parlor levels, I shut my mouth and watched their reactions.

 

Was this really something to get so serious about?

 

Honestly, when I saw it at the World Tree, I was a bit dumbfounded, but I just somehow accepted it.

 

Besides that, every time I took a step closer to the truth of the world, I did feel rage at this chaotic mess of a world.

 

Erendor summarized what I had said.

 

“So the Empire’s sole deity Lumensia went crazy and made a contract with demons…? Then devoured all the other gods, made their power her own, and now plans to kill all humans…?”

 

Yelena added supplementary information.

 

“In that process, Lumensia and the God of Darkness were actually one, which is why Lumensia was so dramatically powerful.”

 

“The God of Darkness… agreed to cooperate with the Ascetic…”

 

Tuba, looking dazed, organized the facts she knew.

 

“As for methods to kill or seal Lumensia, it was known in a sacred relic called the ‘Sage’s Book’… and interpreting that… first we need to gather sacred relics to build our faction’s power, make contact with the Demon King, and make the Empire belong to the Ascetic…?”

 

“We need to elevate the Ascetic to a position similar to Lumensia as a deity. We need to match divine status before we can even think about fighting her.”

 

Though Erendor provided additional explanation, Tuba maintained a disbelieving expression throughout.

 

However, the information I was sharing now was pure truth, genuine facts, legendary truth.

 

If someone put an electric lie detector on my palm, I was confident I could maintain a peaceful expression.

 

“Is it really true that we have to hand the Empire over to that guy…?”

 

“If you can’t believe it, there’s nothing I can do. You’re free to report this to the Boss.”

 

Erendor spoke as if trying to persuade Tuba.

 

“Well, from what I’ve seen and heard, becoming a god isn’t just about being strong and good, you need something called divine status-”

 

“Shut up… it’s complicated…”

 

Lucky Erendor. It seemed like Tuba wouldn’t scold Erendor because of this topic.

 

“Ahhh~~!! There’s too much information, my head’s going to explode! And honestly, I can’t believe it! If the Ascetic hadn’t said it, I wouldn’t have believed it!”

 

Yelena grabbed her head and slammed it onto the merchant’s table. Instead of a holy book, Yelena’s blonde head hit the desk with a thud.

 

‘Was the additional information too shocking even though I told her before?’

 

Yelena muttered to herself things like ‘How do we even get to the Demon Realm! Make the Ascetic into a god? Is that even possible with human power?’

 

Maybe it was good that I didn’t tell Yelena all the information at once, thinking it was too early.

 

Erendor responded indifferently to Yelena’s hysteria.

 

“I agree.”

 

“For once, I concur…”

 

In this situation, perhaps because they had a common goal, they seemed to feel a strange sense of solidarity.

 

However, I asked about something I couldn’t understand in this story.

 

“Didn’t you know about this, Erendor?”

 

From his earlier explanation, it seemed like Erendor knew more than the average person, though not as much as me.

 

When I asked that, Erendor crossed his arms and spoke.

 

“Well. When you explore ancient ruins, you inevitably learn things you don’t need to know. And my eyes are better than most people’s.”

 

Erendor’s bright blue gem-like eyes. He tapped the corners of his eyes that sparkled as proof of his Spirit Contract and continued.

 

“I did learn various things, but if they weren’t directly helpful to me, I wasn’t interested, so I didn’t do any additional research.”

 

He was actually so tough that he seemed suspicious and like he might be up to something somewhere, but he had no schemes…

 

What mattered to him was simply… whether something gave him power or not.

 

‘Wait, the world is about to end and he didn’t even care about that, just categorized things as strong or not strong?’

 

I was dumbfounded by Erendor’s toughness.

 

“The Demonic Sword also fell under that ‘direct help’ category, so I deliberately approached it, but I really didn’t know it would turn out like this. And if Viola hadn’t cut off my friend’s head so quickly—”

 

“I get it, so shut up…”

 

Tuba didn’t scold Erendor even though another opportunity had come up. Learning the truth about the world seemed to be giving him a headache.

 

“Um, uh, is there a need to think about it so hard…?”

 

Kalebrin spoke as if asking ‘What’s the problem?’ Honestly, I agreed with her. But Yelena seemed to think otherwise.

 

“If we don’t drive out Lumensia, our world will be destroyed. Kalebrin…? But it’s even a God! The strongest God among all Gods! The only way to stop it is sealing, and even that’s difficult…!”

 

Yelena banged her head repeatedly.

 

“Widow, Mother, whatever—we’re all just ants before an elephant!”

 

Erendor quietly placed his hand between her banging head and the table.

 

Yelena, with her forehead against his thick palm, made sounds like “Uggyagyagakgaek.” Tuba had also lost his words and seemed to be in a similar state of panic.

 

‘This is shocking enough to react like this… Yeah, honestly, from their perspective, ‘killing a God or putting them in a sealed state equivalent to that’ might seem like chasing clouds. It’s as impossible as Medieval People being unable to imagine airplanes, cell phones, and computers.’

 

Though I didn’t expect Yelena to react like this.

 

No, she was definitely quite composed last time, wasn’t she? Maybe now that she knows the method and heard the detailed explanation, she’s realizing just how world-class level this plan is?

 

So originally…

 

I had planned to deliberately drop information like Hansel and Gretel’s breadcrumbs, but the situation had changed.

 

Time wasn’t abundant, there was a hell of a lot to do, I needed comrades, and to succeed, we had to cooperate somehow.

 

While I do know the future to some extent, multiple heads working together would come up with better plans than my single brain. And a better future would come.

 

When crisis situations arose, they would handle them well on their own without me having to give instructions.

 

The time had come when it was more beneficial to inform them rather than hoarding information alone, giving orders, and maintaining dominance in relationships.

 

However, while Yelena’s mental state was shattered and Tuba was also somewhat losing his mind, only Kalebrin was calm to the point of being carefree.

 

And I hadn’t given her any hints separately.

 

Hmm. Did she find some information in the book I gave her at the World Tree back then? I haven’t even finished building her laboratory yet.

 

Kalebrin glanced at me.

 

“Cel can… do it… right?”

 

This baseless, unconditional faith. It’s as delicious as freshly baked bread and fresh butter.

 

I smiled brightly and answered her.

 

“Yes, of course.”

 

“Mm. Then, there’s no need to worry.”

 

“Haah…”

 

Yelena let out a deep sigh.

 

“I’m sorry for causing such a commotion. But there’s a reason I’m acting like this…”

 

“A reason?”

 

Wasn’t it just because she didn’t know much information?

 

“Still, I did grow up watching and learning under Mother. Though I only realized this now…”

 

What? Teacher…?

 

‘Teacher was the one who offered Sernuan as a sacrifice to summon the Forgotten Gods. That means Teacher would know the most about this matter. I don’t know what her purpose is, but…’

 

Uncharacteristically, I pressed Yelena for answers.

 

“What kind of reason, Yelena?”

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