Chapter 75: The Will Of God

Chapter 75: The Will Of God

The Will Of God

The bishops who stepped into the debate were all well-known figures.

Starting with Saintess Lucia Saint, who served the Goddess of Justice, Justia.

The Goddess of Hearth and Fire, Hearthia; the God of Festivals and Joy, Velas; the Goddess of Abundance and Earth, Demeter; the God of Lightning and Clouds, Raizel, and so on.

Numerous famous bishops serving these different gods were all seated together, collectively glaring at me with displeasure.

In their eyes, I must have looked like a sinner who should be sentenced to punishment by immediate hanging.

However, the sharp gazes werent only coming from the bishops.

The citizens were in a frenzy, shouting that they would have brought torches to burn me if they were allowed to do so.

However, amidst the chaos, the Saintess calmly approached me. She extended her hand for a handshake.

The scene of our last farewell from a few days ago at the restaurant suddenly flashed in my mind.

Its been a while.

A whisper escaped my lips in the same tone as back then, and Lucia, with an expressionless face, asked me.

Have you known this from the start?

The citizens angry voices echoed even more, claiming that the Saintess hands would be tainted, so I silently let go of her hand.

One of the apprentices of the Archmage attending this debate acted as the moderator. He cleared his throat and took hold of the microphone.

It was a tool that utilized the users mana to amplify their voice.

Now, before we begin the debate, let me provide an explanation on the topic.

The subject of the debate was whether they would accept me as a Dark Mage; the Soul Whisperer.

Amidst the thunderous boos, calls for my immediate execution could also be naturally heard.

To facilitate a smooth debate from now on, the Archmage will cast a silence spell in the debate hall.

Standing up from the VIP seat, a splendid magic from the Archmage unfolded.

Despite the audience shouting and opening their mouths, they were suddenly forced into silence, eventually succumbing to exhaustion and shutting their mouths.

Now, the debate hall had finally fallen silent.

The first speaker was an old bishop with deep wrinkles, devoted to serving the goddess Hearthia.

He opened his mouth after tapping the microphone with his fingers.

I am Macdoren Firenche, serving the goddess Hearthia. Ladies and gentlemen, I am someone who believes that this debate, in and of itself, is unnecessary from the beginning.

Applause erupted from a corner at his intense yet firm statement. However, because of the spell, only actions were visible and no sound could be heard.

What are your thoughts on Griffin Kingdom, which is always proud of its long history and tradition, and how it has reached this point?

The eyes of Macdoren, whom I had considered completely aged, were still burning with passion.

He wasnt a bishop serving the goddess Hearthia for no reason.

We have only come this far precisely because there are no Dark Mages. We sealed them off at the sourcethose are freaks who raise corpses, drink human blood, and exploit the souls who are meant to join Gods side.

To the Dark Mages, Griffin Kingdom is referred to as a barren land. They are afraid to set foot on our soil.

Thud.

Macdoren, who was determined to dampen our spirits on the onset, pounded the desk with his fist.

That is why Griffin has remained safe; how its citizens are able to live sound lives until now. If we accept that man, the one called Soul Whisperer, other Dark Mages will undoubtedly begin to lurk in the sacred land of Griffin!

It wouldnt end with just accepting me; gradually, other Dark Mages would start infiltrating Griffin.

It was certainly not a false statement.

Tsk, it turned into a hearing rather than a debate.

Because his emotions came out strongly from the beginning, it had created a space for criticism against me.

It was a calculated scheme from the other side, and the audience continuously visibly cheered, agreeing with Macdorens words.

Once his turn finished, I finally had the opportunity to speak. I took hold of the microphone.

I partially agree with the statement that we were able to come this far because there were no Dark Mages.

That was the reality, most Dark Mages were bizarre individuals to the extent that they could be called freaks.

However, there are times when even a poisonous plant could serve as medicine.

Now, considering that Griffin has grown to a size even greater than before, it was ready to use a Dark Mage as both poison and remedy.

But there is no guarantee that the situation will be the same in the future. Are you aware of the odd phenomena occurring within the kingdom recently?

Some bishops turned their heads as if those words had stung them.

However, Saintess Lucia paid more attention than anyone else to my words. She was indeed the frontline fighter against those odd phenomena.

There was a case found in Eastsolar in the East region, where ten villagers died simultaneously on the same day, at the same time.

A massive screen made of mana appeared, displaying gruesome images of the tragic incident.

I wish I could use something like a PowerPoint presentation like in my past life, but in this world, they could only display images like this on a screen of mana.

And here is another. This is a corpse found in the western region, Fernan, with only the torso remaining. The limbs have been discovered in various locations across the kingdom in all directions.

These were murders that seemed nearly impossible to happen on the streets. However, what stood out was that, despite it being just a single persons body, the time of death varied according to the investigations.

Another case was about a woman being tormented by a dead boy. He begged her and kept following her in Griffin. Your Excellencies, you are aware of this, are you not?

I nodded in agreement. Frankly, I didnt expect people to trust me through this debate.

I just needed a stage.

I took a sip from the bottle on the table. I could feel the slowly seeping wine oddly twisting in my stomach.

I took the microphone and stepped forward.

Looking at the Saintess, who was staring back at me, I cautiously asked her.

May I ask how you became a Saintess?

.Goddess Justia chose me, and as evidence, I gained Holy Power.

The Saintess looked at me with a strange gaze as if my question was so out of the blue.

Satisfied with her answer, I nodded.

That is correct. Lady Lucia, who used to work at the convent, was suddenly chosen by God. Thus, she obtained Holy Power and became the Saintess.

Buzz stirred like a wave among the audience.

If their sound hadnt been blocked, there might have been quite a commotion until I said my next words.

She didnt show any particular ability. She didnt even show any significant achievement. And the citizens of Griffin didnt know anything about her.

.

People lavish, respect, praise, admire, and place unwavering trust upon the Saintess simply because God chose her.

Are you daring to insult Gods choice?!

Who are you mocking with your mouth, you demon!

We finally see his true colors!

The bishops behind the Saintess, thinking it was their chance, showed furious expressions and spat out venomous words.

They showed unyielding determination not to miss any opportunity to catch me for insulting God.

What does this mean?

Only Lucia met my eyes clearly.

This was my limit.

My insides were boiling, and my body was reacting against it.

I slowly raised my hand.

A brilliant white light radiated from my hand. It was very noble, and pure white.

It was something that humans considered as comfort, love, and also evidence from God Gods mercy that only one person in the continent could wield.

H-Holy Power?

The trembling voice of Lucia, who could be called the owner of it, had vividly spread throughout the venue through the microphone.

The bishops were bewildered with dumbfounded expressions, the Saintess looked at me with eyes of disbelief, and the citizens froze in shock without any reaction.

And the corner of my mouth curled up into a subtle smile.

Religion was an unshakable faith.

There were occasional conflicts between science and religion in modern times, but in reality, the two had different tracks.

Science explored and changed, while religion was firm and unchanging.

When science discovered a new reality, it discarded the old one.

On the contrary, when religion found new circumstances, it would somehow fit them into the existing framework of faith.

The Gospel, in other words, was the truth.

They could never deny the Holy Power bestowed upon someone by God.

That was why I never felt burdened for a single moment coming to this place.

The citizens wouldnt accept me?

Of course, they would not.

But what could be done about it?

It was not my job to interpret my existence, give trust, and explain it.

That was the job of those sitting there with their bellies full, claiming they were following Gods word.

I am Deus Verdi, the younger brother of Margrave Norseweden, and among all Dark Mages, a soul-commanding Necromancer.

I introduced myself without much fanfare, but it was a self-introduction that would make anyone from Griffin Kingdom fume with anger, even if it was just for a brief moment.

Not only that.

After that, I added a sentence they could never ignore.

I am also someone who has been chosen by God.

In fact, I also let out a delightful laugh.

I gave you all a problem.

One which I didnt know the answer to either. But solving it was your job.

So, what was Gods will?

/genesisforsaken