Evil God Average

Chapter 21 - Evil God Average

Chapter 21 – Evil God Average

Holding my hand to the dungeon core, for the first time in a while I added a floor.

However, what I was doing this time was different to what I’d been doing up until now. So far, I’d just been adding floors normally, and since this was a cave-type dungeon, the floors were added underground. In contrast, this time what I was doing was adding floors contrary to the nature of this dungeon.

The first time I needed to pay 30,000,000 extra, like some sort of harassment, but with that, I could build floors both below and above ground. …Aahh, even though I’d finally saved up that much. The dragon I wanted is moving away from my reach.

After adding a special floor one time, after that I was able to add on more surface floors just by using the normal floor-adding function. The surface floors weren’t just rooms, and so I needed to choose how to have the exterior as well which was a bother, but since most of the settings were already set, I finished it quickly.

Leonora was standing next to me with a cramped expression, but I paid her no heed and finished processing the final floor.

There weren’t any changes to that room, but with this, I felt that I would be able to give a good performance, and so I turned to look at the scenery reflected on the mirror that I had left beside me.

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The Kingdom’s soldiers who had completed their formation, the cultists who were ready to martyr themselves in opposition of the Kingdom; all of the people there were frozen in shock and awe, with their eyes fixed on that one spot.

On the thus far empty clearing that had been created to serve as the base of the temple, suddenly appeared a gargantuan building, as though piercing the heavens.

That mostly black palace was designed with an exquisite balance of holiness and dreadfulness, and the building itself was like a work of art.

Everyone there had surely realised it instinctively; that this was the temple in which the Evil God lived.

That’s right. On the top of the 5th surface floor, I established a temple.

Because it requires too many mana points, to begin with no other dungeon master would build a surface floor in an underground dungeon. Because of that, people don’t know that the act in itself is possible, so it’s probably quite flashy enough.

If they misunderstand this as a power I have because I’m the Evil God, then it’ll be even more effective.

For the cincher, I brought Leonora and Tena up to the top floor with a teleport.

From the balcony of the spire, I could see the dumbfounded and frozen figures of the Forteran Army and Evil God Cultists.

“Leonora, Tena, if you’d please.”

“Yeah, got it.”

“Understood, Anri-sama.”

Leonora and Tena began chanting magic together.

I’ve asked the two of them to help set the stage for my show.

What Leonora chanted was a spell that forcibly changed the battlefield to nighttime, in order to heighten the effectiveness of darkness magic.

What Tena chanted was a foothold creation spell used for aerial battles.

An area of a few kilometres radius with the temple at the centre was engulfed in the shadow of night, and in the midst of it all with Leonora and Tena in tow, I walked off the balcony into the air.

Normally doing this would send me tumbling to the ground, but right now because there was a staircase of black smoke that Tena created, I slowly went down the stairs.

Because my foothold was fluffy and unreliable, even if I knew that I wasn’t going to fall, scary things were still scary.

Inside, my heart was beating faster than it ever had since I was born.

If possible, Leonora, Tena, either was fine, so I’d have preferred to have held someone’s hand, but that wasn’t possible in this situation.

The stairs continued all the way to the ground, but I stopped at a landing situated halfway down, and once again overlooked the surface.

In my vision, the various soldiers and cultists were all looking up at me without exception.

Now then, it’s time for the finishing touches.

I quietly closed my eyes, and began moulding my mana.

Let’s use all of the mana that I’ve preserved by even asking Leonora and Tena to set the stage, and shoot it into the sky as one big, flashy firework.

I’ll have them think that there’s a massive difference in power, and make sure they never dream of attacking me again.

My eyes flashed open, and my chant????

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????Wha-, huh? The Forteran Army isn’t even here. Where’d they go?

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With the stage missing the people I was supposed to perform to, unsure of what to do, I froze up.

“Um, Anri-sama? It seems that things have already ended.”

“If you’re looking for the Forterans, they ran away right after they saw you, you know?”

What did you say?

Wai-, then what do I do about all this mana I’ve moulded?

I ignored stuff like the maximum limit, so it’s about to explode, you know?

“Come now, how long are you going to stand there? Let’s return already.”

Whatever, gunna fire it.

It was supposed to be a harmless firework, but because I stopped the chant it’s turned turned into just your normal attack magic, but it should be fine as long as I fire it somewhere without towns and stuff.

“Wha-!? What do you intend to do!?”

Sorry, it can’t be stopped now.

“I-, Idiot! STOOOOOOOOOOP???!!!”

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Chudooon.

(eyes closed, facing up to the sky)

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?Candidate “Anri” has exceeded the required faith and fear levels.?

?Race has been changed from “Human Race” to “Divine Race”.?

?Job has been changed from “Mage” to “Administrator”.?

?Title has upgraded from “Child of the Evil God” to “Evil God of Fearful Trembling”.?

?Gained title “Third Administrator”.?

?Gained skill “Administration”.?

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Why did things turn out like this?

No, I mean, it’s my fault for acting without thinking so it’s nothing except reaping what I sow, but even so, who could have predicted that something like this would happen? It might be pointless to say anything after all this time, but the reflection that I’m doing is even deeper than the ocean.

I’m reflecting, so??

“Can’t you forgive me already?”

“No. Stay in seiza.”

??You’re heartless.

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After I interrupted the showdown between the soldiers and cultists with my once in a lifetime farce, despite feeling shocked at the sudden ?voice?, I somehow managed to keep a hold of myself and returned to the dungeon, but what awaited me was punishment from the furious Leonora.

Overwhelmed by her threatening attitude, and spent the last few hours in seiza, without even being allowed food or the bathroom. But the fact that for some reason I’m not getting hungry, and that I’m fine without going to the bathroom even once, is a mystery.

Incidentally, the reason that I was being punished like this by Leonora who shouldn’t have even known what seiza was, is because it was Tena’s suggestion. Tena… you definitely held a grudge over that. And that being the case, just imagining what awaits me after this is enough to send a cold sweat down my spine.

Although I’m a Japanese person who’s used to seiza, as you’d expect, after bearing with this for hours I’ve already lost the feeling in my legs, and just trying to move a little sends prickles throughout my body.

If I get poked in this state… -tremble tremble-

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Also, regarding Leonora’s anger, becoming an Evil God was… not why she was mad, and it was instead because I fired the gathered mana in a random direction.

At first I had planned on just using a harmless and flashy spell to threaten the soldiers, but I ended up losing focus due to the soldiers that had run away before I knew it, and having lost my timing, the mana that had gone beyond the limit was on the verge of going out of control.

Since I couldn’t hold it back properly, I had no choice but to fire it, but there’d be damage if anything was hit by that no-longer-harmless mana, and so with at least that much reasoning left, I fired it into a direction with no towns.

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And well, of course there were no towns. Because it was in the direction of the “Demon Race Territory”.

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Having realised what I’d done, Leonora began using magic to check with the Demon Race Territory and how much damage was done, while beginning to lecture me at the same time. She really didn’t need to do such a good job of multitasking. I wish she would just focus on confirming the damage.

“Are you listening, Anri!?”

“I’m listening.”

I was thinking about something else, but at the very least, it did enter my ear.

While Leonora’s lecturing was entering my left ear, and exiting my right, I stealthily chanted “status” under my breath.

Name: Anri

Race: Divine Race [New]

Sex: Female

Age: 17

Job: Administrator [New]

Level: 1

Title: Evil God of Fearful Trembling [New], Dungeon Master, Third Administrator [New]

Mana: 27193018

Skills:

– Evil God Aura (Lv.5)

– Mystic Eyes of Wicked Authority (Lv.5)

– Divine Enchantment (Lv.7)

– Abnormal Status Resistance (Lv.9)

– Darkness Magic (Lv.9)

– Item Box (Lv.9)

– Dungeon Create (Lv.7)

– Administrator (Lv.5) [New]

Equipment:

– Tantou of the Wicked Demon

– Black Clothes of the Evil God

– Babydoll of Depravity

– Scanties of the Succubus

– Pumps of Darkness

Miko:

– Tena

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Uwahh… Um~mm, uwahh…

It’s no good. I can’t find the words.

Just why have things turned out like this?

I knew it when I heard the ?voice?, but seeing it again is rough in various ways.

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The Evil God who governs the Fear authority.

The one who takes the third seat of the administrators of the world.

The basic skill of an Administrator.

Manages the laws and environment of the world.

Level defines the reaches of one’s jurisdiction.

Lv.5 is the level where one’s jurisdiction encompasses everything except the World System and the authorities held by the other administrators.

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If I’m the third seat, then that means there are another 2 people (2 gods?), so if the legends that Leonora told me were correct, then they should be the God of Light and God of Darkness.

By ‘the fundamentals of the World system’, could they be talking about the power of the Creator God that was tasked with maintaining the world?

Thinking about it, these statuses and titles, skills, and the abilities of the dungeon are probably part of this system.

Even after being turned into a god, I’m not exempt from its management after all, so I can’t think of what else this could be.

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Name: Tena

Race: Apostle Race

Sex: Female

Age: 14

Job: Miko [New]

Level: 1

Title: Anri’s Miko

Mana: 187530

Skills:

– Abnormal Status Resistance (Lv.6)

– Darkness Magic (Lv.6)

Equipment:

– Miko Outfit of the Evil God

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I even smuggled Tena out of the realm of humans with me. Sorry.

As a bonus, she was released from slavery and became my miko.

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?…And that ends my report.?

“I see. Got it. If anything happens, contact me.”

?Understood.?

It seems that Leonora knows how the Demon Race Territory is now.

When I looked at her pleadingly, she averted her eyes whilst telling me what happened.

“Fortunately, nobody was harmed.”

Thank goodness. In my mind, I let out a sigh of relief.

I wasn’t seriously listening to her lecture, but that was because I couldn’t concentrate from the worry. I mean, even like this, I actually did worry. If somebody was hurt because of something stupid like that, I wouldn’t be able to apologise enough.

“However, apparently one mountain was half-destroyed.”

Are you serious? Certainly, by the time it was about to explode, there was a terrifying amount of mana packed in there, but to think that it was enough to smash a mountain.

But well, I guess that’s fine, as long as nobody was hurt. In the worst case, I could probably fix it with the skill I was granted after all.

While thinking about this, a shadow fell over me. Wondering what was up, I looked upwards and found that Leonora was standing in front of me with her head hanging. I couldn’t see her eyes because of her silver hair, but I could see that her mouth was clenched and twitching.

The atmosphere feels kinda dangerous.

“…It seems that you haven’t been listening to me, huh?”

“I was listening.”

“Then try repeating it back to me.”

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…I’m sorry.

“Tena. It looks like Anri wants a foot massage.”

“Understood, Leonora-san! Help out too, Lili.”

“Mn.”

I’m seriously sorry!?

Wha-, wait. That’ll be seriously bad right now.

Don’t wriggle your fingers as you sidle up to me!

Pikyaaaaaaaa??????!!!

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Tena was laughing with a brighter expression than I’d ever seen.

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Lili who was playing together with Tena, as well as Leonora who should have been angry, seemed to be having fun as well.

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Even though I became something like an Evil God, they didn’t treat me any different.

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It’s a scene where I have no dignity at all, but I think that this is really happiness.

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Although I was supposed to be able to live an average lifestyle, I ended up as average with Evil Gods as my standard, and in the end I even became a real Evil God, but,

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if I can be with these girls, then I’m sure things will be fun.

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I’m just a novice Evil God, but in order to continue laughing with these girls, I’ll at least give it my all to become an average one.

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“How does this spot feel, Anri-sama?”

“Tingly.”

“Alright, time for me to “help out” too, Anri.”

Really, just forgive me already…

Thank you very much for reading.

Now that Anri-san has become an Evil God, Evil God Average ?First Half – Book of Evil? has finished.

Also, after this I will be writing ?Book of Evil – Side Stories? where the events up until now will be told from other points of views.

The reason is because when writing in 1st person, there are just things that Anri-san can’t see, and so it wasn’t depicted enough.

Where those guys went, what those guys were thinking at the time, things that weren’t clear in the main story will come to light, maybe.

And after that, we’ll be jumping into the second half, the ?Book of God?.

“entering my left ear, and exiting my right”

Actually the other way around, but sounds weird in English.