Chapter 327: You're Fucked

Chapter 327: You're Fucked

- Step, step...

Right before the Bishop and the paladins were about to enter the imperial palace for negotiations.

"Hmm~ Hmm~♪"

"..."

The Demon God closely observed Frey, who was humming next to her. She squinted her eyes and muttered to herself.

This bastard... I thought he went completely batshit crazy, but it turns out it was calculated madness.

Until just moments ago, she had thought that Frey had gone completely mad due to her intervention in the system.

Of course. There's no way someone with a mental strength of 10 would break down that easily.

However, when the Church started threatening using ‘excommunication’ as a threat, Frey immediately made a rational decision.

A crazy person couldn’t control their anger, and Frey clearly made a rational decision.

In other words, his 'madness' itself was a strategy he had set.

If that’s the case... There's still room for me to dig deeper.

With that hypothesis in mind, as soon as the Demon God entered the room with Frey, she summoned all her barely recovered strength.

- Shaaaa...

"Submit to me, Frey."

If Frey had been in perfect condition, or had lost his mind, she would never have done such a thing.

"Hurry."

But, having pushed his body hard for two days and even using his ultimate move, Frey's physical condition was at its worst.

Furthermore, her power was one that destroyed normalcy. It was a power meant to break down and stain things with darkness, hence it was more potent against a normal person.Rread latest chapters at novelhall.com

"..."

"You're done for. My toy."

Thus, when Frey started looking at her with unfocused eyes, the Demon God thought her power had taken root on him.

"How dare a mere mortal threaten a god, know your place, you little brat."

Looking at Frey, who was entranced by her power, the Demon God swung her legs back and forth with an excited expression as she sat on a table in the middle of the room. She soon quietly licked her lips.

"...You look quite cute like this."

Although she had awoken too early and could only exert a tiny amount of her power, he would still be entranced for two or three days.

"First, kiss the top of my foot."

Feeling even more excited, the Demon God looked down at Frey with a gaze befitting a queen and whispered.

- Swish...

Then, Frey, with unfocused eyes, carefully wrapped his arms around her foot and lifted it towards his face.

"Then, lick it diligently."

Finally feeling reassured, she coldly commanded while displaying the system window in front of her.

This time, I'll completely corrupt you, Frey.

Her heart started pounding as she began to manipulate the system.

> Would you like to deliver the [Corruption] quest to [Frey]?

[Y/N]

The moment you accept it... it's over for you.

All she needed was for Frey to accept the quest, and the corruption would proceed, even if he accepted it under her influence.

> An error occurred!

"Huh?"

As she was about to press the ‘Y’, a notification suddenly popped up, causing the Demon God to quietly tilt her head.

> Error Code: ???

> This quest cannot be applied to the entity.

"What?"

Normally, the quest would be successfully sent at this point, but suddenly numerous error messages started to pop up in her vision.

> Searching for system errors...

> Searching for a solution...

> Search for solution failed.

"Why is this happening?"

After that, as incomprehensible messages continued to appear, the Demon God tapped the screen with a bewildered expression.

> Error: A fatal error occurred in the program.

> Repairing program...

> Repair failed!

"...???"

> System Error: Fatal errors have occurred.

> A non-existent event occurred.

> A non-existent NPC was created.

> You have entered a non-existent scenario.

> An error occurred in expressing the state of the entity.

> Unable to predict the direction of the entity's progress.

> (╥_╥)

After continuing to spew out incomprehensible characters, the system then displayed a sad emoticon and began to buzz ominously.

> The entity? is? abnormal?

Then, the Demon God's window urgently displayed slightly broken text.

"What are you looking at?"

"...!"

The Demon God, who had been reading those windows with a dumbfounded expression, started to pale as she heard a chilling voice coming from in front of her.

"H-Huh?"

"As expected, you weren't the system itself. You were also manipulating something in order to interfere with the system."

"W-what? Why isn't the brainwashing... Gah!?"

The Demon God tried to take a step back in confusion. Suddenly, Frey forcefully grabbed her ankle and lifted her upside down, causing her to panic.

> The entity? is? abnormal?

"I-I know th... Keuheokk!!"

Then, still held by Frey, her stomach got trampled by him, causing her to gasp for air.

- Slap!!

"Ughh."

Not giving her the time to breathe, Frey suddenly slapped her cheek fiercely. Then, he took something out of his pocket and murmured.

"And also, how can you attack me? According to the Sun God, if you do such a thing, your ‘divinity’ will be diminished."

"Cough, cough..."

“By any chance, is there someone watching your back?”

"Gugu~!"

While holding Gugu, who was radiating light and flapping her wings, Frey materialized the soul of the Demon God and strangled her.

"Why aren't you talking?"

Frey whispered quietly as he looked down at the Demon God, whose face had already paled like a sheet.

"Cough, cough... cough..."

"My words are correct, aren’t they?"

"Geh..."

"That’s strange, shouldn't you be talking by now?"

With a puzzled expression on his face, Frey unfastened his belt and began to tie her wrists.

"..."

"Is it because you haven't been beaten enough yet?"

Then, Frey grabbed her limp neck and dragged her around.

- Crack...

After reaching one side of the room, Frey drove his scabbard into the wall. He then hung the belt tied around her wrist there, causing the Demon God to swing back and forth limply in the air.

"..."

- Slap!!

"...Gyah!"

Once again, Frey slapped her cheek with all his might.

"Goddess, do you not understand my word? Are the words spoken by mortals so trivial that you cannot even hear them?”

Thanks to him, Demon God woke up trembling, and Frey, with a heartbroken expression, asked her.

"Y-you... didn't you choke me until I passed out..."

"Oh yes, that did happen."

When the trembling Demon God muttered timidly, Frey mockingly slapped his head.

-Booommm!!!

"Heuuukkkkkk..."

The next thing she knew, Frey's full-force punch struck her stomach.

"Uwekkkk... ughhh..."

With tears streaming from her wide eyes, the Demon God vomited black, dark mana from her mouth.

"Oh, hitting the soul produces dark mana. You’re like a dark mana dispenser, aren’t you? Kania would love this.”

"Guhhh..."

"For warlocks, that’s like their holy water. The goddess who spews holy water when she gets hit in the stomach. Isn't it amazing?"

"Why, why...? How..."

As the Demon God muttered in terror at the violence she had never experienced before, Frey, who had been talking with a smile, suddenly hardened his expression.

"That's irrational, Demon God."

Then, stroking her stomach, Frey whispered.

"The heroines and I have lived in this irrational world you've created for your own satisfaction all our lives."

"Ugh, ugh..."

"But why are you whining about feeling irrational just because you feel a bit of pain? Isn't that the real irrationality?"

Enraged by his words, The Demon God mumbled through clenched teeth.

"I just harassed some humans a little."

"What?"

“If I speak from my perspective, you may not understand. Then, let me speak from a human perspective.”

With a proud smile, the Demon God spoke.

"At most, I just harassed some flying bugs crawling on the ground. Is that such a big deal?"

"Hooo."

"But then suddenly, one of the bugs trapped me inside one of them, and that bug started to flap its wings wildly while preaching about irrationality. Wouldn't you go mad if you were in my shoes?"

“You’re just a crazy bitch.”

“Keheukk!!"

Enraged by her words, Frey couldn’t bear it any longer and kicked her hard in the stomach, causing her to gasp for breath again.

Stupid fool...

Then, she murmured with a smile.

He didn’t even realize that the Church is just around the corner.

Before long, the Church had indeed arrived.

If they were to open the door now, she could argue that her revelation was done under duress, and she would be rescued by the Church.

As I muttered and unconsciously exuded killing intent, the Bishop, who had a confused expression on his face, suddenly stood up.

- Thwack, thwack, thwack!!!

"Aaah!"

Then, out of nowhere, the Bishop spewed tentacles from his left arm, gripping the priests.

- Wiggle, Wiggle...

"Wah... It's an octopus."

"This... this bastard...!"

I exclaimed as he looked similar to the octopus Aria and I caught in the sea when we were young. Then, the Bishop began to speak with a sly smile.

“Y-You think I don’t have something up my sleeves?!

"Even now, you don’t have any."

"Gahhh!"

With that, the Bishop drew energy from the priests and sent his tentacles flying furiously at me. Seeing the approaching tentacles, I calmly cut them down with the table.

Indeed, the negotiation table was an excellent negotiation tool.

"Geuhh..."

"Ugh... ugh..."

"Huh? Huh?"

I was holding his arm and looking at the bastard writhing on the floor, but then I quietly looked at his back.

There, I saw the priests either unconscious or foaming at the mouth, and the bewildered Vice Commander.

"Their life is not in danger."

- Rumble...

"...Hmm?"

They were all corrupted priests, so I didn't feel much pity for them, but still, I pondered whether I should help them when suddenly, a strange sound started from behind.

"Hehehe. hahahaha!"

Tentacles suddenly wrapped all over the Bishop's body, slowly dragging him into the ground.

It looked like teleportation magic. Could it be that he tried to escape now?

- Clang...!

"It's futile! That person saved me!"

I tried to negotiate with him by throwing the table at him, but half of the bastard’s body had sunk down and the tentacles around his body bounced the table away.

"May the eternal sun rise..."

"Gugu, use tackle."

"Gu!"

"Euhokk..."

As I looked at him with a frown, I softly ordered and Gugu fiercely charged at him, crashing into him.

- Boom!!

"Aaargh..."

Gugu was a top-tier spirit after all. Naturally, the bastard who was hit by such a vicious blow vomited blood and lowered his head.

- Shhh...

"Gu! Gugu!!"

"G-guah..."

Eventually, when Gugu grabbed what was left of the bastard’s hair with her claw and lifted him up, he started struggling.

- Swoosh...

However, Gugu was unable to contend with the weight and had to let go of the Bishop. And the bastard disappeared into the ground.

"Hmm."

"Hi-Hikkkk..."

I looked quietly at Gugu, who was making an awkward expression while holding the Bishop’s hair in her claws, then I turned my attention to the Vice Commander who had been lying at my feet all this time.

"Please spare me..."

- Swoosh...

"Ugh, ugh?"

After intense negotiations, I obtained the corrupted priests and the Vice Commander as loot.

- Gurgle...

"Huh... Hiiii..."

To prevent losing the loot, I tied her wrists with the tentacles scattered around and dragged her towards the Demon God.

"Hey."

And as I tied the Vice Commander to the scabbard, I whispered into the ear of the Demon God, who had been watching the negotiation with a frightened expression.

"After I grab a drink, I'll show you what irrationality means."

"W-Where... are you going... Geuhhh"

When the dispenser, which spat out dark mana and information, asked, I pushed her towards the Vice Commander and she gasped.

"Look forward to it."

"Eugeukk."

As I pretended to punch her stomach, she flinched and her muscles convulsed.

"Gugu, you put a feather on that bastard earlier, right?"

“Gu!”

It seemed that I also acquired a remote dispenser after all.

"Where is that bastard now?"

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Several minutes later.

"Heuk... Heuk..."

In a dark forest several kilometers away from the palace.

"Fre... Frey... That bastard is a son of a devil. Your Holiness."

The Bishop, lying prone on the ground, breathed heavily, his eyes turning black as he spoke.

"We must show that devil the power of the Church!! Your Holiness, please... Hm?"

Suddenly, he quietly turned his head, sensing a presence behind him.

"N-No, it can't be. Haha."

He nervously continued the conversation, sweating profusely.

"But why did you give me 'dolls' instead of elite soldiers, Your Holiness?"

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and began to ask, but before he could finish -

"Found you."

"G-gah!!"

In the next moment, Frey appeared behind him and grabbed his collar, making him gasp for breath.

"The negotiation isn't over yet!! Where are you going?!"

“Keukkk!!”

Frey swiftly unfolded his beloved table that he brought along and threw the Bishop against a nearby tree.

"H-How did you..."

“I have no time to talk to a bait.”

Then, he sat down at the table and calmly asked in a cold voice.

"Pope, you’re watching, right?"

"..."

"What's your purpose?"

And then, a brief silence ensued.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

In that silence, the Bishop, with trembling eyes fixed on Frey, suddenly convulsed and rolled his eyes.

"Hmm."

With a sudden change in expression, the Bishop regained his composure.

"Pleased to meet you."

He then addressed Frey calmly, contrasting to Frey’s excited expression.

"Your Holiness, where are you now?"

"How impertinent."

"Don't play dumb and hurry up. I’ll hit you every three seconds."

The Pope spoke in a haughty tone in response to Frey's question.

“Thank you, for dancing to my tunes. You give me the perfect excuses, Frey.”

“...”

"Congratulations. The declaration of excommunication will spread worldwide in a few hours. Of course, this includes the Princess."

"Your Holiness, do you enjoy playing tag? I love it."

The Pope smiled slightly after hearing Frey's words.

"I used to enjoy it quite a bit when I was young. But now it's not as fun.”

“Why?”

“Once you realize that even if you get caught, it won’t be that big of a deal, there’s no thrill in playing it, and since you have multiple lives, the tagger is at a huge disadvantage. Plus, there are too many perfect hiding spots now."

The Pope chuckled and began speaking with a sense of satisfaction.

"You'll never find me. So, you can't stop the declaration of excommunication. But, if you follow my instructions now..."

"123° 24° 76°."

"...?"

Frey, who was looking straight into the Bishop's black eyes, muttered with a spine-chilling expression.

"Found you."

-Sizzle...

Then, when Frey lifted the hand that had been on the Bishop's head, silver smoke rose and the Bishop went limp.

"Hide well, Your Holiness."

"...?"

"In my game of tag, you only have one life."

With a satisfied expression, Frey said his farewell and disappeared in an instant.

"..."

The Pope, who quietly watched the scene from his hiding place, opened his eyes and immediately asked the priest next to him.

"Where does '123° 24° 76°' indicate?"

"Um... Let me see for a moment."

Taking out a map from his robe, the priest began calculating slowly.

"...It’s here."

"Hm."

Hearing the response, the Pope stood up quietly and muttered.

"...This is bad."

The Pope unexpectedly found himself in a horror movie /genesisforsaken