I’m OP, but I Began an Inn

"Phew, man, I'm really just here to get Pamela, so I don't know if the inn here would fool the goddess, but it didn't matter."

"But it is... This kind of stimulates my greed...... Hmm, can we let the extremely dangerous inn go wild, etc... No, I can't. So I, the great priest and champion of the world, Master Butcher Budeo himself, will partition this inn!!

Butcher proclaims loudly.

Kara looked at it with her eyes full of words, 'What the fuck, this shit...' but she couldn't feel it on Butcher, who was intoxicated by herself, thinking that she had kept the witch in her hand and had become equivalent to God.

But just so you know, I'm gonna take care of the inn.

Most importantly, it was very, very warm of Kara to say that she had lost her temper.

"I don't understand pig language to me about what you're talking about, so I have no idea, but I only found out that I somehow thought of something strange about this inn. Okay, you pig. What can I do for you?"

Kara comes out with dirty words that she doesn't normally use to spit out slurred.

This is an act that makes her angry for real.

"Gufff, about me with pigs etc...... It's also clean when you get this far. But let us forgive you. Because you will soon be mine, too."

Still, Butcher speaking at his leisure. Activate the [God's Gift] (Gift) at the same time as the Word ends. While feeling the fluctuations of [God's Gift] (Gift) that accurately captured Butcher's desire and activated it, in Butcher's head, the twitching banquet of frenzy with top-level beauties in this world, the Inn employee and the Goddess witch, accelerates with a sense of reality.

"So you're saying you don't understand pig language, right? Since I was speaking a human language earlier, I was wondering if it was equipped with considerable intelligence, but apparently it was a tremendous mistake…"

Phew, and a deep sigh to show Carla. Isn't it the first time you've been there that [God's Gift] (Gift) hasn't cost you? and the Great Cleric who begins to question.

But he, who thinks he has gained the same power as God, sinks even what he wonders into his own depths and exercises [God's gift] (gift) even deeper.

Wave of [God's Gift] (Gift) released by the Great Cleric. It keeps drifting around Kara like a high priest. Speaking of easy-to-understand sensations, it feels like a piece of thin skin was pinched and all around the body was filled with a black life form named G.

Blue muscles also float around Carla's forehead at that indescribable disgust that she doesn't touch directly, but can definitely tell she's around.

"Haa......, I'm so glad!!

"............ hey, what!?

The fluctuation of the drifting [gift of God] (gift) is fogged by Kara's powerful drink.

Butcher floats the colour of agitation for the first time due to the forceful removal of his own power. But it's too late.

He pulled out the wrath of the Great Demon God with an outrage of selling his own fights.

Kara takes a step as she emits an aura of intense anger that makes the scenery seem distorted.

Butcher could not escape, only to slam forward the overwhelming death that descended upon him.

But here, Kara acts unexpectedly.

"Whoa, I shouldn't, it's not my job to judge you," he says when he wonders if he stopped his leg perfectly, which was going toward two or three steps and Butcher.

Butcher, who could obey the witch level of the goddess without the overwhelming death of Kara descending on her, and let someone else take over the role of killing herself, regained her spare time and asked Kara back.

"Well, who's going to take me down? Everything but you is mine in this situation."

Butcher's leeway is natural, and all the folks that still surround the Butchers are in Butcher's hands.

"Who the hell hasn't figured out the situation?

"Um, Kara. I don't know what to do with us."

"Yeah, you guys get ready for the inn. As soon as we get rid of this pig, the inn will reopen."

Kara bumps the facts against Butcher, who was speaking sparingly.

At the same time as his words to Butcher, he signals with his hindsight and sends instructions to his employees to move out. Received a hand-signature from Kara, the employees moved out as if nothing had happened, started a casual conversation with Kara at the usual rate, and went back to the inn without anything. Leave the door closed and the light sound of the bell announcing the visitor......

What surprised me about the sight was Butcher.

There are four people who did not accept the absolute [gift of God] (gift) that they possess. The fact breaks Butcher's confidence from his feet.

Once in the offense, however, Kara does not loosen her hand in pursuit.

"Now that the employees have returned to work, shall we end this now?"

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At the same time as the proclamation, punch one hand.

I look at the pig in front of me that freaks my shoulders out at the sound of it.

A pig who said something about the inn was a mess. I'd love to bust you off with my hands, but you're better qualified than me, so I'll give it to you.

"Hey, what the hell......"

This pig, who doesn't know what the Kashiwaki (with a wrinkle) I went to and doesn't even understand the sacred air that extended into the space at the same time as the Kashiwaki, apparently thinks nothing is happening and is horrified.

There's no reason for that, maybe it's a real idiot.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, as you heard, this mastermind was a great goddess filled with greed there. Such a foolishness is the great priest who, if he were meant to be, should spread the teachings of God to the world and himself have to live according to them. How would you like to be brought to justice?

Speak to those who have always been thorough listeners. The Grand Cleric is confused because he doesn't understand my actions. but I still don't seem to realize the air around me is changing.

"Kill a man like that!!

Someone says. The anger of the folk, who were listeners, exploded in one word that represented everyone's feelings, although only one statement.

Voice to kill the Grand Cleric that spreads to chain.

It seems that at this time the Great Cleric finally understood that the [gift of God] (gift) was solved.

"Oh, no......, hey, why"

"It's actually easy to solve your [God's gift] (gift). There are actually more people with that hand ability than you can count. There is strength and weakness."

A high priest with a desperate expression in my words.

The Great Cleric can handle the rest, so let's fix another problem.

Once on fire, the people are going to continue to be heard from their mouths by my ploy about the evil deeds of the Great Cleric, and it is going to be a great fire no longer untouchable. It's going to even riot like this.

That being the case, I can't overlook that just as damage can happen to my closest inn as well.

Speak out loud in front of a crowd that is about to turn into a mob.

"Well!! I wonder if it would be better to punish this greedy high priest by my hand or with your help, but this time it is a dispute within the Church and there are two parties!! I know it would be best for you to make your decision here, [Goddess Witch], another party!! Ladies and gentlemen, how about it!!

A folk who regains a little calm thanks to a drink that also put my intimidation on board. And [the witch], who was suddenly sacrificed behind his back, is a mundane one.

The folk, who were starting to run wild with anger emotions, regained only a little calm.

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The riots were on the verge of taking place, the folks who regained a little calm, but for those who were doing various leaps multiplied by this noise, as there are exceptions to any thing, it seems displeased that there will be no riots.

A skinny man raised his voice from among the people who were regaining their calm.

"Witch, I'm saying witch, but I don't even understand the reality of my own denomination, and what good is a little girl who was manipulated like a good one? A witch manipulated by a fat piece of shit like this is guilty of the same crime, right? Besides, I may not believe in goddesses anymore. The fact that the head of the congregation is such a rotten one and no divine punishment has come down means the goddess is silent, right? What the hell are you talking about, goddess?"

As much as Klan religion is concerned, 90% of people believe in it, and the remaining 10% do not believe in Klan God. This skinny man would also be 10% of those people.

At the same time as the man's words end, the men who were around him begin to speak up in unison. Apparently, it's a group made of the same 10% of humans.

The words of the men, who are usually just listened to without any help, have had a tremendous effect now, at this time, on this occasion.

Distrust of the goddess spreading on purpose. With all the power of protection and all that, a small heart of disbelief in God, which never showed up, grew with the great bait of a great priest.

As it stands, the search for religion fades, various ideas spread, fools who interpret doctrine in a convenient manner abound, the mass appearance of self-proclaimed uses of God, and, like the modern earth, the beginning of a culture in which various religions travel and kill each other as pagans.

If we don't hit our hands before that happens......

"Hey, Mr. Pamela, hey"

whisper the witch while the eyes of the people are directed at the man who has unfolded his own theory.

Apparently the man's claim is, 'Can you believe in a god who doesn't show himself?' Apparently. Then the story is simple.

Yes, you can call the goddess. It would be my call to hang out with the clan, and I know it would move quickly, but that shouldn't happen.

Corner, you're going to destroy one of the settings in this world that Ushin made.

It is also painful for me to be indulging in this world.

……

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No, by no means, if the clan comes out at my call, it will be festived with the witch of the goddess, and if it does, it will be harder to continue the inn.

"The witch of the goddess? What a pain in the ass...... 'I'm not thinking about it. Never.

So here, let's ask the witch to call the clan.

"Hey, what is it......"

Some kind of freaking witch approaching. By the way, the witch's brainwashing is also solved at the same time as the people.

Rather than what are you so frightened of? Oh, you mean you're freaked out by the malice of a folk who's going to develop into a riot.

I'm sure the overflowing anger on the verge of a riot will be indulgent for my little girl, who would have lived independently of the massive malice. Well, let's think of it as a little patience.

"No, even though it was the work of your high priest, the distrust of God on the part of those who were gathered here has intensified"

"Well, I don't know what to do……, I didn't know I was brainwashed………………"

"Yeah, there won't be anything wrong with the witch. You don't have to know if you have been protected by God's protection as a witch since you were born, and suddenly, you, festived by God's witch, should have been a normal woman until before you became a witch. Then there's no reason why we can't fight the power of God's gift."

In my words, a witch with a slightly relieved look. But the frightened air still doesn't loosen.

And my words go on.

"But the responsibility for creating this situation rests with you."

"eh......, son"

"Brainwashing was indeed done, but you, who were under the protection of the goddess, should have taken less than others. Whatever else may be done, we must take responsibility for listening to the act of [divine punishment] only to sweet words from the Great Cleric."

"So, but... how do I..."

Make her understand that she has left one end of the blame for not thinking about her responsibilities. Fortunately, the witch wasn't the type to be retarded, arranging excuses ugly, wasting time, etc., and seemed to have a firm idea of how to take responsibility.

She must be very serious.

Let me now make one suggestion from me.

"It's a simple story."

"All you have to do now is call the goddess, here and here."