Chapter 1237: Divine and Evil

Chapter 1237: Divine and Evil

「P-Preposterous...! How can heretics serving the Evil God possess divine power...! Uwah...!?」

All of Potima’s murderous intent and hostility vanished, as she suddenly froze with her face contorted in shock.

If she believed that divine energy was a blessing granted only to those chosen by the gods, it wouldn’t be surprising if she couldn’t fathom Fran wielding divine energy. n/(OVeLbIn

She was trembling as violently as someone thrown into a blizzard in a t-shirt. I wasn’t expected it to be this bad.

On the other hand, Fran replied nonchalantly.

「...? Because I got a divine blessing.」

「I-I see! You gained this power from the Evil God!」

「No I didn’t.」

「!」

Potima should have already realized her mistake. There wasn’t a trace of evil energy mixed into Fran’s divine aura. If anything, Fran’s aura was more intense and pure than Potima’s.

「The wavelength of power... the Beast God... No, it can’t be! You’re trying to trick me!」

Still in a frenzied state, Potima lunged at Fran with her sword.

But she was pretty sluggish. Well, I guess she was technically pretty fast. It’s just that her lack of feints or strategy allowed us to easily predict her movements.

The state of confusion and shock must have really gotten her.

「Stop this sham right away! Aaaaagh!!」

She screamed while swinging her sword again, but Fran effortlessly parried.

「Kwah! Aaaah!」

Potima continued crying out like a wailing baby, trying to muster all of her strength into her sword hand. But Fran had an overwhelming advantage in stats, so the brute force approach was pointless to begin with.

It seems being unable to leave a single scratch on me only intensified her surprise.

Panicking, Potima opened her mouth wide and exhaled a purple smoke. This was probably her Innate Skill, Poisonous Snake Breath.

On the contrary even, they never displayed any hostility toward the Evil God. The Chaos Goddess, in particular, seemed almost friendly with it.

「But you! Despite obtaining divine power, you became a wicked apostle of the Evil God! I must kill you in the name of God! I’ll snap that sword of yours too!」

「Mrgh.」

Fran’s brows furrowed again with anger. She might not have completely understood Potima’s fervent speech, but she certainly heard the threat against her sword. That moment, she remembered that Potima was someone who could not be reasoned with.

(Master, use evil energy.)

『Here? Now?』

(Nn. Surprise her even more!)

『I see, got it.』

(With both divine energy and evil energy, she’ll be terrified!)

Combining divine energy with evil energy. Doing so effectively refutes Potima’s conception of the absolute nature of divine energy, which served as the foundation of her righteousness.

I doubt Fran had thought that far, but her action was likely the result of pondering what would be most irritating to the vexing woman before her. She had come up with quite a vicious idea.

C-Could it be due to Eiworth’s influence? Has 1/1000 of that geezer’s behavior contaminated Fran?

(Master?)

『...Alright. Let’s try using evil energy.』

「Nn.」

And so, the evil energy began leaking from my blade.

「Now you’ve shown your true colors! That sword is as wicked as I thought!」

「It’s just using evil energy. That doesn’t make it wicked.」

「Nonsense!」

「Look at this!」

Fran merged her divine energy with my evil energy to create evil-divine energy. She then clad me in this fusion and raised me high into the sky.

「My super amazing sword has the power of the gods and the Evil God!」

Huh? Was she just taking this chance to praise me?