184 – 36. Proof
The former god was smiling.
A face made of cracks, one of which was particularly long and smiling, drawing a curve.
The only person he was looking down on was me.
“……………….”
Method,
The method…… Is there one?
I didn’t know that that former god bastard could descend directly into the Proving Room. I hadn’t even thought about such variables.
‘The cards that can be used are…… ?’
All the money received was used to appease the Pope.
The skills you have have nothing to do with it.
I have already used my network to its full potential.
Jisoo has been silent since she used up a lot of power.
‘……… ‘Is there any?’
This is the proof room. It is a place completely cut off from society and the outside world.
It is a space where I cannot utilize or replenish the personal connections or money that I have utilized so far.
If you look for so many ways…… Suddenly, I felt pitiful.
‘Connections, money, help…… ‘Other than that, is there anything I can do?’
Everyone said. It is your ability to attract such connections and money.
But that ability is of no use here and now.
Do we have to helplessly watch the saint fall like this?
‘f*ck…… !!’
I want to scream right now. This is unreasonable, don’t let the former god suddenly intervene.
But in the end, that’s just a loser’s excuse.
We have to find a way somehow.
I confidently told you to leave everything to the saint.
Of course I have to keep my words.
“……….”
…… For a moment.
Even number? Guess the numbers? 2 Vs 2?
‘If.’
What if there is one more person here who is qualified to evaluate the proof?
Then you can guess 3 to 3, right?
‘First of all, not me, it’s impossible.’
I was able to come to the proof room itself, but I cannot evaluate the saint’s proof.
The only people who can do that are those damn former gods, popes, cardinals, and saints.
As long as Jisoo is silent, that guy is the only former god. The Pope and all the cardinals are here.
Then what remains?
“…Ha, hahahaha. Could it be that you knew this and decided to follow me…?”
“Then…….”
Her problem is, she is now on her ground and how to tell her her news.
I can’t leave this room right now, and I don’t have any way to communicate remotely.
Then what should I do? Even my mind can’t be read from afar──
“Is it okay?”
“……Huh?”
“I’m sorry, Namgoong Min. Actually, I’ve been looking at you since yesterday. When I looked down at the clouds… I saw that you were calling me.”
She talks about her somewhat creepy words and smiles brightly.
There are many things I want to ask.
“No, Eileen.”
“Yes?”
“──This is the best appearance.”
This is great timing.
One moment I tried to introduce her to her, holding her hand in Eileen’s.
‘Wait a minute, even if we reveal Eileen’s identity here…… Are you okay?’
Eileen is not hiding the fact that she is a saint for no reason.
What if you reveal that you are a saint in the middle of a church, in front of the Pope and cardinals?
‘In the end, this is between me and the saint…… Ah.’
Little by little, her head falls.
It is simple to say here that Eileen is a saint. But is that the way for her?
In the end, this is no different from asking her to sacrifice herself for her saint and me.
Especially in front of that sneaky and cunning former god.
It was nice to hold Eileen’s hand, but she just couldn’t get her mouth off her.
“…As expected, Namgoong Min oppa is kind until this very moment.”
“Aileen. I… Thought wrong. I…”
“No way. You didn’t forget what I told you yesterday, right?”
“……………….”
“My brother saved me and my sister, so now it’s our turn.”
Sureuk.
“I’ll leave this to you, sister.”
Aileen let go of my hand and took a step forward.
“Of course. This is my role and job.”
With a confident smile on his face, he receives everyone’s attention.
Doubt, question, astonishment, bewilderment, confusion.
Despite receiving all the emotions and attention, she never lost her smile.
General skill .
“…Ah?”
Spread your wings.
Two wings that seem to be made of light and warmth, a halo floating behind the head, and divinity felt throughout the body.
That is not at all different from what the saint once proved.
“You, can you possibly be…?”
“Aileen Teddy Bear, Magazine.”
“What is this…?”
“……Oh my god.”
“Aileen…Geeko.”
“I couldn’t hide it for the rest of my life anyway. Saint, I know you’re worried, but I’m not really afraid. Unlike you… I have strong faith.”
“……….”
The
Worn around her body is without a doubt a proof that she is a saint.
Before those thoughts could reach me, Cassandra stepped forward.
“It’s a lie! If there is a saint, it must have been revealed a long time ago──”
“You, a non-believer. Are you thinking about your son right now?”
“W-what!?”
“If you are defeated here, I am worried about my son, who will also fall. Let’s see… The Inquisitor? We did a good job infiltrating him. Isn’t that the saint’s stronghold over there?”
“………?”
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“Of course she can do it because she is a saint.”
No. That’s not .
He’s just talking about what he secretly investigated, pretending to read his mind.
I should refute it like that.
“……….”
Instead of uttering the retort she had in mind, Cassandra quietly lowered her head.
If that woman called Eileen is really a
Saint. If you take the Saint’s side and make it 3 to 3.
After descending her Tower of Proof, Cassandra faces two saints, a saint and a saint, as her enemies.
In the end, even adults are destined to bicker with each other, but it is obvious that Cassandra will put aside her opponents before that.
It would be better for Eileen to admit that she is a saint and to build up some goodwill towards her.
So Cassandra could not deny until the end that Eileen was a saint.
What was important to Cardinal Cassandra was not piety or belief, but reality.
And it was the same for Cardinal Skoll.
‘Anyway, I broke up with the saint. But on the contrary, he must be a useful talent for a saint…… !’
When a saint and a saint fight for leadership in the church, Squall has no choice but to take the saint’s side.
Because he knew that well, Squall didn’t say anything from the beginning.
As the two cardinals remain silent, their gaze naturally turns upward.
“What do you think? Do you really think I’m a saint?”
＜…… Amazing, is this a saint born after the usurper? … ? This is my first time seeing someone like you.＞
“Is it okay if I take this to mean that I acknowledge that I am a saint?”
“Why? I already own a body for someone like you to covet.”
After replying, Eileen looked sideways at me, who was standing behind her.
…… Since no one knew what that action meant, many complicated gazes fell on me at that moment.
I’m glad that Eileen, who is closest to my ideal type, said something like that, but let’s put that aside for now.
I looked at Eileen’s back, proud even in front of a former god, and opened her mouth.
“Saint Eileen, what do you think about Raphael Martina’s proof?”
“Of course, as Namgoong Min said, he has proven it sufficiently.”
“Then it’s 3 to 3 with this, isn’t it?”
While I was glaring at the former god bastard again.
Cardinal Skoll’s mouth opened.
“Saint Eileen! You must not allow proof here! Abolishing that saint’s qualifications is for the future!”
“It’s always unpleasant to hear bullsh*t from non-believers.”
“If we go down with the saint like this, we will have to fight for power with him! It will be difficult to fight politically with the saint who has already taken control of the Heresy Inquisitor. This squall will assist the saint, so here…!”
“Walwawal.”
“Saint!”
Despite Squall’s cries, Eileen just laughs at them as if they were unreasonable.
Next to him, Cassandra was watching for the right moment to join in on the conversation, and the Pope had been watching all of this with interest.
And the former Shin Eun.
“Wow.”
“I’m already in heaven.”
He was looking at Eileen as if he was joking.
It was for a moment that the proof room became noisy.
Crying out Squall’s political reasons, Cassandra begins to defend Eileen, and the former god continues to cajole Eileen.
Whether she reacts to that, Eileen’s voice also gets louder.
When the atmosphere gradually becomes overheated.
“Stop.”
General skill .
The saint spreads his wings.
Cut off your life in one go and make your ‘wish’ come true.
My wish is [I hope everyone will shut up].
After everyone’s mouths were forced shut by the unknown pressure.
The saint who had been silent until now raised his head.
Toward the throne above.
“Thank God.”
＜……….＞
“I believe in you. I believe in your existence. I believe that you exist in this world. I believe that you created this world. I believe in your majesty and heaven.”
＜…… Hmm.＞
“So, I would like to ask you as a remnant of the shameful profession of .”
“Has Raphael gone to heaven?”
＜……….＞
At this event, there was no one who could not understand the question.
Because everyone knew that the current saint, Raphael Martina, was not the ‘real Raphael.’
Especially if you are a former god.
The personality of an Eats up the original personality…… If you were the one who created that cruel, cruel act, there would be no way for you to know.
So the saint asked his god.
That small and delicate child, his brother, a five-year-old boy.
Did I go to heaven as I believed until now?
I desperately whisper what I wanted to ask God the most.
“……Yes?”
The former god just shrugged what was presumed to be his shoulder.
And that was the end.
There was no further answer.
“…I, I. What I’m asking, what I’m asking. Raphael, Raphael…!!.”
“You shouldn’t do that!!!”
Scream.
And.
Anger.
“I always believed in you! I believed in you and followed you! I accepted the fate you gave me, a life of paying for my sins! I buried Raphael in my heart!!”
“This is the proof room!! I proved it with . I proved that I am a saint! You’re going to change that at will!? Furthermore, you’re trying to placate Eileen with that kind of logic!?”
“This room, this room!! It’s a place to prove that you can’t judge on earth! If you’re going to be swayed by interests, political thoughts, or interest!!!”
In the first place.
“Why does this proof room exist…?”
If this is going to happen, just go to any court and get a decision.
Why did you create a room to prove yourself in front of God?
A saint who believes in God asks the god who cast him out.
God heard the answer.
“……What?”
“I’ve never thought about it like that! Why do we have different personalities in the first place…? Why do they create personalities based on occupations and make them go through experiences such as killing Raphael!!”
“Ah…?”
Or a .＞
“……………….”
“……You.”
“You, something like you…! Something like you…!!”
Rafael Martina believed it until now.
God exists, and there must be a reason why he was born with this fate.
Even if one doubts God’s ability itself, he must have had a clear goal. One day, he said, he would apologize in front of his brother in heaven and hear his grand reason.
God must exist.
His brother, Raphael, should have gone to heaven. So God must exist.
God must exist.
Because I have to explain why all And Are sinners and the reason for their inherent tragedy. So God must exist.
God must exist.
For this reason, for that reason.
God, God is………
‘……… Ah.’
Only then did Rafael Martina realize.
I didn’t believe in God.
‘I am…’ ….’
It’s not about believing in God.
I just found a refuge called God.
Because I realized all that too late.
Raphael shed tears.
“Someone like you… Isn’t even a god.”
That was the end of those words.
When Raphael, who had poured out all his strength and thoughts, collapsed from exhaustion.
Someone catches him.
“Saint…No, Raphael. You spoke well.”
“Sinners…Comrades…? No, no…We weren’t sinners…We weren’t…”
While supporting Raphael, who seemed to have lost his will to live.
I whispered into his ear.
“It’s not God? Yes, that’s right. I didn’t think of that.”
“This is a place to prove things. So prove it, you bastard.”
Toward the former god sitting on the throne.
Staring at him.
“Is that being really God?”
＜…… What?＞
“The only beings that can be evaluated in the Proof Room are God, the Pope, Cardinals, and Saints. But you are not the Pope, a Cardinal, or a Saint. You are just a strange person who claims to be God.”
“So prove it, like Raphael did.”
I know that you are a god, even though you are a former professional.
But can you prove it directly?
So, try to make it as twisted, suspicious, and exhilarating as possible.
“Why can’t you do it?”
He smiled.