Chapter 34: Bad News

After I created the [Diary] application, I found that many users who used the writing option of the [Library] application to create a personal diary were very grateful.I discovered this through both their prayers, which became more sincere and gave me a little more divine power than I normally had, and the messages they exchanged with each other.

Since there were now more than 7,000 users who could read the Internet, I couldn't keep track of each user's private messages, so to get feedback from users on how they were using the Internet, I had to look at random messages from some users and manually average them.

Sure, I had some people marked as favorites so I could read their messages whenever I wanted, both people important to my community, like Robert and Amber, who were my representatives among mortals, and Jaina, Harry, and Charles, the three Archmages of Arcantor, as well as some teachers and students from the Arcantor Magic School.

With a group of about 10 people that I accompanied, I got very useful data.

The data I got from Robert and Amber was rather mundane.

From Amber, mainly from her answers to questions from younger people learning in the app, and from Robert, from questions from older people.

The students at the Arcantor Magic School only talked about gossip they'd heard at school or about their parents, who were mostly nobles or bourgeois from the kingdom.

From the teachers, I got more useful information, information that mainly served to awaken my curiosity for magic, something I hadn't given much thought to before coming to the mortal world.

As the teachers talked a lot about deeper things in magic, I realized many interesting concepts in magic might be useful for my internet, something I could focus on in the future.

Even if I wasn't the god of magic, being the god of creativity, I could use magic. However, I had the handicap of having to spend ten times as much, which would never give me an advantage against the goddess of magic, should a confrontation between us arise.

But it wasn't like I was going to try anything against her, after all, she was at the top of the divine food chain and I was still at the bottom.

The most interesting information I got from reading the mortals' messages was the information I got from the three Archmage messages.

[Harry: Jaina, we have important information from one of our wizards in the Kingdom of Eldoria, come to the conference room as soon as possible].

This message from Harry alone wasn't enough to give me the information I found interesting.

But as soon as this message appeared, I quickly turned my attention to where Harry was and watched as he and Charles sat in the Arcantor Magic School meeting room and several other teachers in red robes arrived in the meeting room.

Except for the two Archmages, everyone's expression was one of confusion, as they had apparently just been summoned to this meeting urgently, without knowing the reason.

Fortunately, the habit of using the Internet had already taken hold among these powerful mages, especially the archmages, who had a monstrous amount of mana that allowed them to use the Internet 24 hours a day if they wanted to.

Even wise mages could use it for more than 24 hours without a break if they wanted to, so it was very common to see mages walking around with books hanging from their waists, the cover of which was the color of their cloak, as a form of display.

This was good news for me, since any book they brought into the mortal world was a channel for me to observe them.

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In a room like this, full of wizards with summoned books, I had virtually unlimited vision to see wherever I wanted, from whatever angle I wanted.

Soon Jaina arrived in the meeting room, as confused as the wise mages, but she didn't let it show as much as they did, keeping a cool expression as she walked to her seat and sat down quietly.

"With everyone present, we can finally talk about the subject of the meeting." Harry was direct as he began to explain.

"As you all know, we have wizards in various neighboring countries who do all sorts of missions for foreigners and gather information for us." He said, receiving nods from all the other wizards.

All the wizards in the room had done missions abroad, so they knew exactly how it worked.

"One of our wizards on a mission in the Kingdom of Eldoria recently sent us a message using a messaging spell." Harry said, making the other wizards look worried.

Curious, I quickly opened the library of Arcantor Magic School and quickly found this spell.

This message spell was something that wizards had to spend mana on to send a message of no more than 100 words to certain places.

Every mage who went on a mission in Arcantor had to mark the Arcantor Magic School as one of the places where they could send messages in case of emergency.

Considering that the more distant the destination of the message, the higher the mana cost, Arcane Mages couldn't even send messages from another realm back to Arcantor, and even Master Mages had to spend almost all of their mana reserve just to send a message back to the realm.

This just goes to show how important the message must be for a mage to spend almost all of his mana just to send it back urgently.

And considering that the message didn't arrive immediately, the Internet's [Carrier Pigeon] proved to be a perfect substitute for the message spell, to the point that no one in Arcantor's capital used it anymore.

=== 3rd POV ===

"What was the message?" Jaina asked, making the wizards pay even more attention to Harry.

"According to it, a god appeared in the capital of Eldoria, while the whole city was terrified. Something like a spell that affected people's minds, but only focused on making the target feel fear," Harry explained. Harry explained.

Hearing that a god had appeared in the neighboring kingdom, the wizards in the room were surprised, but not shocked.

What was really surprising was the comparison they made between the different approaches of this foreign god, who practically used an illusion spell on the entire city to make them afraid, and the god of the Internet, who made the Internet available to all citizens, something extremely useful that improved their lives many times over.

"Has there been any more information from this god?" Jaina asked, the main question on the minds of all the other wizards.

Harry nodded and said. "Yes, from what the wizard said, this god is called the God of Fear, and he demanded that everyone pray to him once a week, whoever didn't pray to him would be tormented by a curse of fear forever."

When the magicians heard this, they were shocked.

The comparison between this God of Fear, whose name alone seemed bad, and the God of the Internet was even worse.

"Was there anything else?" An older wise mage asked.

"Unfortunately not, that was the limit of words the wizard could send." Harry sighed.

Hearing this, the other wizards were also disappointed. If this wizard had the Internet, they would have been able to know what was going on in Eldoria in real time, with no word limit for the message sent.

And they couldn't even send back a message explaining how to use the Internet, because the message spell was a one-way thing.

They could only receive his message because the wizard had set the Arcantor Magic School as the place where his messages would go, but they hadn't set it where the wizard was, so they couldn't reply to it.

But this information alone was extremely valuable for the Arcantor Kingdom.

"Considering the distance from Eldoria to Arcantor, it's likely that this message was sent more than 15 days ago, possibly around the same time that the God of the Internet appeared in Arcantor..." Jaina deduced quickly, receiving nods of agreement from the other archmages and surprise from the wizards.

Charles finally spoke up. "Not only can this not be a coincidence, but there must still be messages on the way from mages in more distant realms, informing us that other gods are appearing in those realms..."

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed.

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Looking at this 'young' sage, Charles sighed. "Maybe this is the battle of the gods that we were warned about so many years ago, I think the best thing we can do now is to contact 'our god' and try to get information from him as well, so that we can choose the best way to deal with it."

As soon as Charles said this, the other mages nodded and then looked at Jaina.

Sighing, Jaina picked up her Internet book and quickly typed in a message.

After she sent the message, everyone was silent for about 50 seconds when the message was answered.

"He said he's coming." Jaina said.

Everyone in the room knew who "he" was; after all, in a situation like this, there was only one person they could turn to for help.

The emissary of the God of the Internet, Athenos.