157. A Foolish Creature
“Can the Dark Elf Queen be handled by me?”
Mura asked.
She was obviously much calmer than before.
“No problem.”
Reina nodded.
Mura had completely submitted to her.
Reina had given her a “life” and let her see the true face of the Elven King.
And after being tainted by Reina’s magic power, her soul and subconscious would never again have the possibility of threatening her… absolute submission of thought.
And she had another person to “take care of.”
“Mr. Pope.”
Reina walked slowly towards the spring, her ethereal voice echoing in the castle.
“…Very well, Goddess of Light.”
The Pope knew that the power gap between him and the goddess was too great. He silently closed his eyes, waiting for death.
But Reina didn’t attack him directly, but stood still and said with a smile:
“Do you have anything else you want to say, the one who wants to kill me, Mr. Pope?”
“Yes, I want to kill you, and the Dragon King with you.”
As if foreseeing his own tragic death, the Pope revealed everything:
“The last bandaged girl, I also want to kill her. Not even a single fragment of the God of Light can be left in this world. Even if you can reincarnate, I will never let you go, and I will find a way to completely kill you within a thousand years.”
Just then, the little girl Pesa beside Reina was startled.
She couldn’t believe that the person who had advised her to believe in the light could say such things.
“You know that’s impossible,” Reina replied. “I represent absolute order and justice. I am the synonym of divinity, the owner of [immortality].”
“Then what can I do?”
The Pope chuckled softly:
Then, his entire body slumped.
“I was born into a family of clergy. My mother was a Holy Knight, and my father was a bastard from who knows where.”
“To prevent others from discovering that I was a child of sin born of lust, they threw me into the wilderness and left me to die.”
“I was adopted by a hunter.”
“The uncle was very good to me, always took care of me. I gradually grew up, learned many skills and abilities. I even began to see him as my real father.”
“And then, he died, killed by the clergy.”
“The hunter’s dog was actually a demon, and even he himself didn’t know he had committed a crime.”
“Because of my association, I basically didn’t get any benefits.”
“I relied on my own strength and got a job running errands for adventurers. I think that kind of life lasted for about ten years. That kind of work, exploring mazes and such… was very dangerous. Most people were eaten, but I could save up a lot of money.”
“And then, when I had saved up a lot of money, I found out that my mother was already dead, and my father had run away, leaving me with a mountain of debt.”
“They took all my savings, and my dreams were shattered.”
“I was 27 that year.”
“One day, my leg was broken, and I got sick… But the whole world knew I was the bastard child of two sinners. They chanted ‘Light above’ and beat me up. I was almost burned to death.”
“I almost died. I slept in a pile of animal carcasses.”
“Later, a person adopted me.”
“She had warmer eyes than anyone else.”
“We often chatted together. Those were five happy years. I thought, for a moment, I thought my past suffering was about to disappear.”
“During that time, the church discovered that I had a talent for light magic.”
“I was 32 at the time.”
“Not long after, she got pregnant.”
“But she joined the church and became a cleric.”
“But because of my identity, the Church of Light did not allow us to love each other, so we parted ways. During this time, I experienced hardships you can’t even imagine.”
“But that wasn’t a problem. I climbed up and also became a cleric. I even became a bishop… that was the best way.”
“When I thought I was about to reap… my happiness.”
“She was killed.”
“The baby died in her womb, and the reason was that she was once a sinner’s child.”
“Because of my strong affinity for light magic, my aging was extremely slow.”
“I visited her grave every day, until both my family and her family had forgotten her.”
“I began to become numb. In those years, I didn’t deserve to be called ‘living.’ I aimlessly improved my light attribute magic and finally became one of the most prominent figures in the church.”
“I wanted to change this numb self, and then, a hundred years later, I met another woman.”
“The Saintess, Serra.”
“I don’t know which generation of Saintess she was.”
“She was very young…”
“She seriously told me about the greatness of the light and the glory of the goddess. Although I didn’t listen carefully, I was deeply attracted by her charisma.”
“She got pregnant.”
“When I thought our child was about to be born, Serra’s identity was discovered…”
“She was the child of a sinner, and her mother was actually a person who had married an orc. This was something the church could not tolerate.”
“When I saw Serra again, she was about to be burned to death by the church members as a sinner. Fortunately, I intervened… But what I didn’t expect was that the child was taken away by the church members. When I began to trace everything, no one knew where she had gone.”
“…”
“Serra was a pure woman. She would even sacrifice herself for the justice in her heart.”
“And after I became the Pope, my first goal was to dismantle the entire Church of Light.”
“I want to kill the Goddess of Light and completely destroy this damned, corrupt light.”
“Through various means, I learned about the [Gate of the Celestial Realm] plan.”
“Serra always supported me, but I didn’t tell her the truth about the goddess.”
“Later, we successfully entered the Four Realms.”
“It wasn’t until the very end that I told her I had killed the Goddess of Light.”
“Guess what she did in the end?”
“She committed suicide, unable to atone for her sins! Hehehe…”
“So, I decided that the Goddess of Light absolutely cannot be left in this world. Even the last remaining part must disappear. What damned Saintess!”
“And then…”
“When I thought I had lost everything, I discovered that our child hadn’t died, but had survived. Agnes…”
His eyes were full of longing and intoxication, and then they turned to anger.
“And then, I learned… every Saintess is a product of sin! They offer the Saintesses as [nourishment] to the goddess, and this way, they can maintain their superficial so-called peace. This is humanity!”
“If we don’t kill the Goddess of Light, this misfortune will never end.”
