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Instead, there was one girl somewhere.

The girl, with white hair like winter snow, was born as the daughter of a certain wealthy nobleman, but her life was never peaceful.

The girl was born between the head of that aristocratic family and her concubine. The mother died soon after giving birth to the child and was ill and had no other close friends to rely on, so the child would be raised in her father's house.

His father adored the girl, but her real wife, the girl's new mother, was a very jealous figure. It seemed like when a girl decided to be taken home and found out about her husband's affair, her anger would just poke her angry hair heaven.

There's no way such a jealous person could have good feelings for a girl either. The other child is still a carefree or unwilling toddler, so it just didn't do any direct harm, but it ordered the servant to change the girl's clothes into crude objects, reduce the amount of meals, etc.

Although a girl's father notices her wife's work and occasionally takes care of it, she often vacates the house at work, as well as the burden of cheating, which prevents her from leaving too strongly.

Eventually, a father with a sense of crisis over the appearance of his increasingly escalating wife decided to admit the girl into the convent, whether she was happier than staying in this house like this.

Sent to a monastery in a region far from home, the girl was to be two years old and lose her parents.

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Life in the convent was surprisingly fun for girls.

There were several equally parentless children there, and they had no trouble playing with each other, and the Abbey Dean was a gentle man of faith, treating the girl without separation from the other children.

Occasionally, the girl felt strange and comfortable with it, although she was harshly angry when she flirted. For her, who doesn't know the love of her parents, it may have seemed to her that the dean was the parent, the children around her, like brothers and sisters.

Is it because you grew up in such an environment, that eventually girls became interested in the path of faith? The Bible as adults read it was difficult and I didn't know what it meant, but I felt so much fun listening to the Dean chew through the episodes in the Bible and recite them in a fairy tale style as well as singing the psalms for everyone as the kids could see.

Among the stories the Dean tells us, the girl's favorite was the story of the goddess. The goddess in the story was full of charity, doing many miracles and giving wisdom to make the people of the world happy.

"I want to be someone who can make everyone happy, like a goddess."

At one point, the girl told the dean about her dream like that.

"You're such a sweet kid. It's okay, you can be sure."

The Dean wanted to impress the girl's kind heart. At this time, I never dreamed of a girl becoming a godson who could be the goddess herself in the future.

Eventually, a girl who grew up a little bit more turned out to have a talent for healing magic. At first, he used up his magic by merely healing small abrasions, but at some point he gained the strength of adult cleric facial defeat by studying on his own in a monastic library or by being taught by the dean, a renowned master of restorative magic. And since this time, girls have often come out of monasteries.

Because while the monastery treats the injured and sick in exchange for some donations, some people in the world are poor and unable to pay their donations. Girls were treating people like that for free when they snuck out of the convent.

She understood that was against the rules, so when she got out, she politely asked the kids in the room to do an alibi job. The solidarity of children when breaking these rules is sometimes far beyond the imagination of adults.

Truth is, the Dean was immediately aware of the girl's behavior, but he didn't dare scold her. It may not be interesting from people paying regular donations, but it's something they do for children at all, and more importantly, they didn't want to deny that mind that they wanted to save those in need.

Also, one day, a girl had suddenly collapsed. The cause was malnutrition, the girl hadn't eaten properly for days.

Nevertheless, it was not that there were few monastic meals apart. She snuck out her share of bread and soup and gave it to a puppy hiding in a corner of the monastery garden.

Pet breeding was prohibited in the monastery. Because if you don't ban it, the kids will want to pick up wild dogs and wildcats from somewhere, and they won't be able to pick them up.

All this time, the Dean also seriously scolded the girl. It's good to help the weak, but I strongly told them it was wrong to sacrifice themselves, and I could tell them to throw away their puppies.

But the girl who had never said Wagamma-like Wagamma before also resisted crying out all she could this time. The puppy was thin and weak, and it was obvious that someone would not die far without taking care of him.

The girl resisted crying through the night, not to mention saying she would leave the monastery with herself if she were to abandon the dog, and eventually the dean decided to keep that puppy in the monastery as an exception in the form of a break.

Thus, by various events, the faith and love of the girl grew ever greater each day.

No one, not even himself, remains unaware of its distortions and anomalies.

When was such a monster of love and faith being completed that if it were to save someone, it would be fine to break the rules, the law, etc., and if it was for someone's happiness, it would be as if they were not willing to go through any pain.

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"Nice to meet you. I'm sorry to interrupt, but can I borrow your body?

At first, I thought it was empty ears when I heard that voice. But when I heard my body move on its own as if it wasn't my own, and talk about knowledge I didn't know it, I knew it wasn't a phantom or something.

Knowledge I don't know: 'A bunch of demons are on their way to the city, and we'll reach them this evening. If we don't evacuate, we'll have a lot of victims', my mouth moved on its own and those words came out.

The dean who heard the words thought the girl might have dreamed of it, but the girl understood it to be true, not as reason, but as reality.

Desperate to persuade the Dean and the other children, half-hearted by the girl's too many swordscreens, the Dean evacuated the city's people to the nearby hilltops. People reluctantly evacuated and witnessed the city's famous dean.

The city was swallowed up by countless inago-like demons. All the meat that hung from the street trees, flower beds, butcher's houses, wooden houses and things in the city were swallowed up and instantly devoured except for stone buildings. Livestock, such as pigs and sheep, which had been left only marginally in the city, had disappeared from the world a few seconds after being consumed by black turbulence without leaving a drop of blood or a piece of bone.

If you hadn't evacuated as the girl said, this city would have vanished without waiting for dawn. The people who thought about it before the sight of the end of the world shook their spines in fear.

And the morning after welcoming him without a single night's sleep, those returning to the dreaded city saw the magnitude of the damage up close and again warred, reassured and wondered that he had survived.

"How could this child have known about the demon beforehand?

That was something not even the girl herself knew, but then the Dean had one idea. And then about a month later, a large number of clerics came from the Great Temple of Wang Du after being informed by the Dean.

And the clergy asked girls all sorts of questions and magically examined their bodies, turning out to be divine sons with qualities that allowed girls to unload God.

And just three days after I found out that the girl was a divine son, the girl was to be sent to the Great Temple of the King's Capital. Breaking up with the dean and the children of the monastery, who think like a family, was a painful thing, but with the words of the dean, who said, "If you train as a divine son in the King's Capital, you will surely save more people than you are in the monastery of this city," the girl consolidated her determination to leave her homeland and live as a divine son.

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She was a girl who became a divine son, but her life in Wangdu was, to be honest, very boring. Luxurious private rooms were given to them and the clergy around them treated them with the utmost care to make them royal aristocracy, but the presence of the Divine Son was unacceptable to leave the determined compartment of the Great Temple because it was a state secret.

For once, I tried to get out, like I did when I was in the convent, but sometimes they found out right away and brought me back.

I was serious about my training, so I was free to unload my goddess into it of my own free will. Now we know beforehand the advent of natural disasters and demons, as we did in our home city, and we're going to tell people about it, as a job.

I didn't get the feeling that I was doing too much people help because I wasn't moving my hands, but I duly understood that it was an important job that no one else could do, so my days as a Divine Son went on for a while without great dissatisfaction or satisfaction.

But one time, a turning point came.

'Soon there will be an epidemic in the villages in this part of the map. It is a highly lethal disease, so many people will die, and fewer people farming and pastoralising will increase the price of food, and there will be a large number of people suffering from hunger for a few years'

The goddess possessed by the Divine Son unleashed those words. The priests who heard the words and the king who received the news disrupted much without knowing what to do with too many things.

A few days later, the goddess uttered a new word.

'An unused old barn in this village of the map, the rats there, is the source of the disease. If the rats burn the barn before giving birth, the disease will go away, and there will be no food distress.'

Having heard the words, kings and clerics hurried their soldiers to their villages and burned their designated barns. The kings and clergy were relieved that they had been able to prevent the epidemic, and expressed their profound gratitude to the goddess.

The Divine Son was just as happy as the others that many had been saved, but at the same time had minor doubts. So I put the key in my private room, and then I unloaded the goddess on my body and asked.

"Why didn't you tell us about the rats first? If I'd told you right away, I wouldn't have felt as anxious about you."

The goddess answered.

"To gather more faith. Because the more anxiety and fear people have, the more thankful they are for the person who saved them from it '

When the Divine Son heard the words, he remembered many of the words spoken by the Goddess by then. If I recall, although I have given them a way to save them later, I have often said them in a way that incites more anxiety than necessary first.

"The wax... I don't think that's a good thing. Besides, the Goddess in the Bible never asked for anything in return."

"With more faith, you can save more people by increasing my power, too, right? When it comes to scripture, even I have a line of beautiful words that show up on my face, but I also say lies are more convenient, and it's easier to gather faith. '

"... well, the goddess and the actual goddess (you) in the Bible are different"

Until this time, the goddess had credited the girl with being a person who deserved to be exactly the Divine Son, full of faith and charity. I was optimistic that the actual goddess would accept any slight rebellion from the cleanliness of her youth even against aspects that fuelled people's anxiety in the damage account.

But that assessment will cover the next moment.

"Then the actual goddess is more wrong."

That's what Shinko said. No, with a flamboyant smile on his face, he clenched the blade pen that was on the stationery and slammed it into his own palm.

"Hi...!?"

During possession, the Divine Son and Goddess share the senses of the body. Though a god without his own flesh, that fierce pain was a great shock to the goddess because he had no flesh and was not used to pain.

"Don't worry, Goddess. Because the wasp will make you the ideal goddess as written in the Bible."

"Hey, what..."

Shinko smiled in full when he said he was suffering from pierced pain himself, but that was just trivial.

Yes, the faith of the Divine Son was directed to a fictional, dexterously decorated ideal goddess that did not actually exist, written in the Bible, and the love of the Divine Son was directed to the people of the world loved by that ideal goddess. There was also no fine dust in the Divine Son, such as faith and love directed against the actual Goddess, which was far from the ideal figure.

From there on ahead is a miserable word.

Shinko hurt his own body using all kinds of tools such as stationery, furniture and clothing that were in the room. Normally, at an early stage, he would have died or fainted from a lot of bleeding, but he recovered to a critical point where he wouldn't faint due to his good healing magic, and he continued to inflict extensive self-injuries.

'Ko, do you think this is allowed!

'Wow, okay, it was my fault. So forgive me...'

"Hiku, hiku..."

The goddess, too, in the beginning had tried to persuade and manifest her anger with words, but eventually turned into a voice begging forgiveness for the divine Son, eventually only to sob.

Anyway, it is originally the flesh of the Divine Son, so in a state of Divine Son consciousness, the dominance of possession lies at the side of the Divine Son, and from the Goddess, neither can possession be lifted nor the movement of the body be stopped. The goddess had no choice but to spoil and continue to suffer the pain.

That goes on all night...

"Oh, it's like dawn already. So,” this time, "do you want to stop around here?

'Got it, thanks...?

"Then you know what I mean. You can promise me that from now on, you won't do anything to incite people's anxiety without darkness, can you?

'Yes, I promise! I promise, so stop hurting me already!

Having thus spent the whole night ”educating” the Goddess, the Divine Son was satisfied that the Goddess had become an ideal being as written in the Bible, with a sunny grin in a spectacular appearance that dyed her whole body into her own blood, and the Goddess was planted with trauma that was unlikely to disappear for hundreds of years to come.

Since then, the goddess, who has a great bad feeling about the Divine Son, has always become possessed for the sake of when the Divine Son is asleep and unpossessed before awakening. When the Divine Son's side lowered the Goddess, he played the ideal Goddess with great care, in case he didn't buy the Divine Son's unhappiness, but...

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"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

When the brave man heard from the king that he had been greatly shocked when he spoke to the goddess, and locked himself in his room, the godson returned to the room to which he had been given and unloaded the goddess.

"Oh, poor brave man... when it comes to what you can do to a wasp, it's enough to” convince ”the goddess that this will never happen again..."

"Sorry, sorry, sorry! Did I inadvertently relax and say something that made me feel nervous after all these years of jerking off, anyway, I was bad, so forgive me...!

"It's not the wasps who apologize, it's the braves, isn't it? And you have to reject the habit of inadvertently relaxing."

"Hino... Huh!

"By the way, do you know what this gravel and salt is used for?

"You lay gravel in your garden! There is no use other than to use it for cooking in salt! That's right, please be so!

"Too bad, it's a hassle. I sprinkled this gravel on the floor...... how about three thousand courses of pentathlon casting (*) on this? We also have plenty of salt to slip into the wound, shall we begin? Ugh, come on."

'No!

* Five Bodies Dropped... A Kind of Prayer. Here it refers to the motion of falling from a standing position to the floor in front of you without killing momentum with your hands or feet.

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'This time... I am so sorry... Huh!

Love deeper than the deep sea beyond the reach of light and a bottomless faith heart like a dark crevasse that swallows everything. The ordination of the Divine Son with them… In all persuasion, the Goddess was brilliantly revamped and forced to sit down on the brave man.