Chapter 325: If You Don't Know, You Should Get a Beating

Chapter 325: If You Don't Know, You Should Get a Beating

- Step, step...

After finishing the press conference, Frey was walking down the corridor of the imperial palace with a proud smile on his face.

"Good, everything went smoothly."

In front of the terrified journalists, Frey revealed the power he had been hiding to the world.

Now, all the press and media would rush to report about him.

"The plan is perfect. Now, I just need to successfully finish the coronation ceremony."

Imagining such a situation, he muttered to himself with an excited expression, then suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"..."

His eyes, which had been cheerful all day, were slowly shaking.

"It's rather tiring."

Then, he sat down against the wall, sweating.

"Haah..."

The silver smoke that had been swirling around his body was gradually fading away.

"This, I'm really sorry."

Watching the floating message windows in front of him, Frey let out a chuckle and muttered.

System Notification

> A message has arrived.

In front of him, a window of the Moonlight system appeared.

> Glare: Hero! Where did you spend all those points!!

> Glare: I was so surprised! I thought there was a thief!!

"Ha ha..."

After seeing the message that appeared in front of him, Frey quietly smiled bitterly.

For some time now, Frey had been able to receive chats from Glare.

Of course, he was in a position where he could only receive messages one-sidedly, but Glare's cute chats were comforting enough for him.

> Glare: Please save and spend wisely next time! Impulse purchase is bad!

"It was a rational purchase, you know."

Frey's ultimate move, 'Blessing of The Supernova,' would normally leave him in a groggy state for months or damage his body rather severely.

However, Frey had used the points Glare had saved up to use an 'Ultimate Move Permit' in the special ability section, and successfully overpowering the Emperor because of it.

Of course, he would be bedridden for a few days once the timer of the ultimate move ended.

[Tip. Accumulated helper points are used to purchase special abilities in the system window.]

Although he had spent quite a lot of helper points, Frey had gained a significant advantage.

System Notification

[Main Quest: Rebellion Against The Imperial Family Cleared!]

Reward: 100,000pt, Hidden Scenario Unlocked

"I've managed to take control of the system window."

Until now, Frey had always followed what the system and the prophecy dictated.

But with this quest as a turning point, he had successfully taken the initiative from the system.

Instead of the system giving quests and Frey accepting and completing them, Frey's actions were turned into quests by the system.

To induce such a situation, Frey deliberately chose 'Rebellion Against The Imperial Family’ as a forced scenario.

He thought that the more complex and massive the scenario, the more certainly it could be triggered.

"Not only that, but I also cleared the quest in two days."

The Rebellion Against The Imperial Family scenario was a long-term scenario that would take more than a month at most.

Normally, clearing the scenario in just two days would have been impossible.

"But I managed to clear it early."

With less than a year of his lifespan remaining, time was more precious to Frey than gold. Shortening the time it took to clear a scenario so significantly was a tremendous advantage.

"Yeah, clearing it is all that matters. Mhm."

Muttering to himself, Frey then stood up with a smile.

"...Hmm?"

But soon, he tilted his head.

"You go to the right, you to the left. You... just stand in the middle for now."

In the distance, Serena was busy weeding through the maids.

"Uh, ugh..."

"Ow, it hurts..."

However, Frey's gaze was directed at the young maids squatting right in front of her.

"Hello, kids."

Frey, watching them quietly, approached them with a gentle smile.

"Hi, eek!"

"Fr-Frey!"

Then, the girls, with their eyes wide open, began to tremble.

"Cute."

"..."

Frey wore a fatherly smile at the sight, but it held a different meaning for the huddled young maids.

"Hey, everyone."

"Uh..."

"Want some of this?"

Instead of satisfaction, Frey's expression turned cheerful as she distributed potions to the young maids.

After observing the pitiful sight with satisfaction, Frey retrieved potions from his pocket, his face lit up with excitement as he distributed them to the young maids.

"They're high-quality recovery potions. You'll be good as new in no time."

"Ah... ah... thank you..."

"Thank you!!"

Although the maids accepted the potions from him, they hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do, before quickly running away.

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Watching them with a contented expression, Frey suddenly grabbed the shoulder of a girl and called out to her.

"Wh-Wh-What is it?

"Here. There’s a lot, so share it with others, okay?"

"Ye-Ye-Yes..."

Then, Frey sent the girl away with a bunch of snacks in her arms.

"Doing good deeds without any limitations... it feels like a dream."

With a bright smile, Frey walked forward, but soon his expression changed, and he lowered his head.

“Cough, cough...”

And then, Frey vomited a considerable amount of blood.

Smiling, the bishop dispatched by the Sun God Church looked at the journalists.

"I am Bishop Easter, a representative sent by the Sun God Church."

As he spoke with a sunny expression, flashes from recording devices started to go off.

"..."

However, unlike before, there were no journalists hastily throwing questions.

Because of the stench of blood emanating from Frey's body and the overwhelming aura he exuded, the journalists hadn’t regained their senses.

"Why isn't anyone asking questions? Usually, you bombard us with them at times like this."

The bishop looked at them with his head tilted and asked.

"It's alright, everyone. Our Church won't beat someone to death just because you say something rude."

As he spoke, the journalists started to sweat profusely.

"W-What do you think about the current situation?"

"The only stance the Church will take on the current situation is one."

Amidst this, a brave journalist dared to ask a question, prompting the bishop to begin answering as if he had been waiting for this moment.

"The new emperor must receive recognition from the Pope."

At his words, the journalists started flashing their cameras continuously.

"For 1000 years, there hasn't been a single emperor who hasn't received the Pope's baptism."

As the bishop finished saying this, he quietly raised the corners of his lips.

"So, those who seek to become the new sun should rightfully welcome us..."

"Did you come from that organization, which was riddled with lies? Welcome to the palace!"

Suddenly, the doors of the palace swung wide open, and Frey appeared.

"... Just now, what do you mean by that?"

Thanks to Frey's haughty entrance, all the journalists froze, and the bishop, pushing his glasses up, directed a question to him.

"Bishop Easter. What is the formal name of your organization?"

"The Holy Sun God Church. We're also known as the Church for short."

Upon hearing this answer, Frey chuckled.

"You're not holy, you don't serve the Sun God, and you're not even a Church, are you? Hence, you're a group riddled with lies."

"Huh?"

“You deceive and manipulate the people with your so-called divine laws and 'divine power' that aren't even divine to begin with. Instead of serving the Sun God, you're making plans to imprison her. You've lost your purpose as a church and degraded into an armed organization long ago, isn’t that right?”

As he finished speaking, deafening silence enveloped the area.

"Why should the emperor be recognized by a parasitic, armed puppet organization like yours?"

"With those words... Are you turning against the Church?"

"It's not a Church but an armed militia, right?"

"You'll regret those words."

When the bishop said with a cruel look on his face, Frey exercised patience and took a deep breath.

"Please come out!"

Looking at the back, he shouted loudly.

- Step... step...

And shortly after, someone timidly started walking towards Frey with a shy expression.

"...!"

The bishop's eyes widened at the sight, and the paladin and priests behind him trembled.

"H-Hello~"

The Youngest Paladin of the church bowed to them.

"Nice to meet you... um, is this not it?"

Recently known as 'Light,' she scratched her head, her eyes glowing golden.

"Do you know them, Sun God?"

"Oh, Ahhh! Those bad people...!"

Then, when Frey walked up to her side and asked her, she clenched both of her hands tightly.

“How on earth are they called the Sun God Church?! It’s supposed to be called...um, the Demon God Church!”

"Is that so?"

While the people behind the bishop were puzzled by the words of someone who was supposed to be on their side, the bishop himself, who understood the meaning behind those golden eyes, started to sweat profusely.

"Excuse me, Sun God."

"Yes?"

"Could you disconnect for a moment?"

"Yes, huh?"

The paladin, who had been glaring at the people of the Church, looked puzzled at Frey’s words.

"B-But if I disconnect now... the Demon God..."

"Yes, that's exactly why."

Eventually, the sun god began to tremble quietly upon seeing Frey's eyes filled with chaos.

"I'll teach your little sister a lesson today."

"B-But..."

“It’s okay. My cute helper said that the Demon God has lost almost all of her strength since the last incident.”

"Well, still... um... actually, the Church and the Demon God aren't really related..."

"Hurry up."

The Sun God contemplated and wriggled her hands for a while, eventually she closed her eyes and muttered in a frightened voice.

"Lunar, there's something wrong with him... Did he eat something bad..."

Then, a moment of silence ensued.

"Huh... What’s this? Did I already regain all of my strength..."

As the paladin, who had been standing still, opened her eyes and looked around with glowing red eyes, the bishop recoiled in surprise.

"Hmm?"

Meanwhile, as she continued to look around with wide eyes, the Demon God locked eyes with Frey.

"Hello?"

"...???"

The Demon God's eyes were wide open with an expression of disbelief at the situation unfolding before her.

"Do you know them?"

"Uh, um?"

As Frey casually put his arm around her shoulder and asked, she responded with a bewildered voice.

"I-I don't know them?"

"Is that so?"

Then, Frey started to smile chillingly, clenching and unclenching his fist.

"If you don't know, you should get a beating."

"...What the hell."

The Demon God couldn’t comprehend the perplexing situation at /genesisforsaken