Survival in Another World With My Master

"I thought about God's intentions. Me."

"Will you be me?"

"Be me. From the point of view of the clergyman, it would feel like a thousand laughs to guess God's intentions, but listen to me."

"Let's hear it."

Ellen glanced at me with her glass of milk.

"First of all, I came down into this world... or was it the black forest and the Omit Wilderness that was thrown out?"

"It's quite a remote area. I mean, you were alive."

"If I'd gone to the wilderness instead of the forest on some whim, I'd be dead. So I went into the woods looking for water and food, and I went under the protection of my elves."

"Protected?

"Frankly speaking, I've become her slave. At least, from the standpoint."

At first, we had a relationship that started with a lot of mutual intentions. I miss it now.

"That's sad."

"It wasn't that bad. Back then, the forest elves and the Melinard kingdom refugees were very... hostile to humans. If I hadn't been under her protection, they would have killed me sooner or later."

"... is that so?"

Ellen leaned down with her eyes down to see what she thought. It's obviously Adolusianism that is fuelling the inter-ethnic conflict between humans and sub-humans. As a saint, I suppose.

"At the time, I still had no idea what I was capable of. I've been working with your master to see what I can do... let's get back to it. While I was in the woods, I had a chance to hear from an old elf."

Are you talking?

"Ah. There is a legend that when the Elves are in danger, rare people will appear from the Spirit Realm to save the Forest Elves. That's what they said when they showed up in the woods."

"Forest frontier... matches your situation."

I nodded at Ellen's words and kept talking.

"Yeah, that's what I thought when I heard that story. Well, I wasn't told to do anything directly with that god. I didn't believe in God in the original world."

"Don't be distrustful. God is watching over us all the time."

Ellen glanced lightly at her eyebrows. Yeah, I know you're scolding me, but I don't feel like I'm scolding you because you're so cute.

"Maybe it's true in this world. Maybe that's why I was sent into this world."

"... what does that mean?

"I ran into Ellen and heard her talk and thought about it. If it was fate, or God's intention, that Ellen and I would meet, what would that be? I'm a Liberation Army man. I can't go back to the Holy King now."

Really?

"Oh, absolutely."

Ellen leaned on my manifesto with her expression darkened. It's a declaration of de facto hostility.

"But God told Ellen to stay close to me. That means telling Ellen to betray the current holy kingdom and the current Adolusian religion. I guess that's what this is all about."

"Oh, no... God should have ordered me to do that."

The white skin draws blood from Ellen. As far as the faithful of God are concerned, my remarks are totally unacceptable.

Yeah, I think so, too.

I quickly acknowledged Ellen's remarks and her eyes twitched and looked stunned. It seems that the faceless mask also peeled off.

"So I reversed the idea. I wonder if it is the Holy Kingdom and Adolescence that betray God today. Hey, Ellen. From Ellen's perspective, do the upper echelons of the Holy King's kingdom and the upper echelons of Adolphus seem to be in keeping with God's will?

"That's...."

"Aren't you drowning in money and authority, interpreting your divine will, and using it for convenience? More directly, isn't it corrupt? Like the bishop who ruled Melinesburg."

……

Ellen leaned again and remained silent. Since she herself had scolded the Holy King and the Cardinal, I'm sure she was right about what I said.

"I will take back the kingdom of Merinard with the Liberation Army and defeat the Holy King. You will kill many people, the people of the Holy King. I'm ready for that, and this hand is already painted with blood."

Hold out your hand so that Ellen can see the palm of her hand and stare straight. The hand that killed thousands of the Holy King's soldiers with a large number of explosive blocks. There is no sense of reality, but that is an indisputable fact.

"But if Ellen helps us, we might reduce the amount of blood flowing."

"... what do you mean?

"Ellen... no, Virgin Eleonora. Come with me, the apostle of God, to the Liberation Army. And you create a new religion, a new sect."

"Nah...."

Ellen opened her eyes wide to my words. [M] A wooden glass containing milk spilled out of Ellen's hand and jumped onto the floor to hear a wet sound.

"The contents of the doctrine are right... let's all help each other and get along. There's no discrimination, the clergy sincerely prays, everyone consults, but it's not about politics. Well, we can all talk about it around here."

"Hold on a second. I thought I could do that."

"You can't do it, you can do it. Me, Ellen, everybody. If we keep going, we can't avoid a full-scale confrontation between the Liberation Army and the Holy King. But if Ellen and I can work together to break down Adolphus, we should reduce the amount of blood flowing."

She stared into Ellen's eyes. You were upset when I stared at you, and Ellen's red eyes shook.

"What, you can be a messenger of God. Even this one. You can trust me there. So let's do it. Come with me."

I wonder if I can get food and medicine out of nowhere, cure bad fractures, sprains, bent and fused bones with bandages and splints without any aberration. You can build a strong barrier in one night, or you can produce crops in just three days. There must be enough power to be celebrated as an apostle of God and a messiah.

"... really?"

"Absolutely."

"Do you need me?

"I need Ellen. If you're not with Ellen, you'll be stuck."

"What if I don't go with you?"

"Trouble"

Trouble?

"Oh, it's very troublesome."

"Because you're going to kill me?"

Ellen stares straight at me. I looked straight back and nodded.

"Oh, that might be the case, so I'm very embarrassed. I don't want Ellen to die."

"Because you don't want to hurt yourself."

"Oh, I'm a selfish person."

"Building a new denomination is because I don't want to hurt myself after all."

"Ah, it may reduce people to death, but it also protects your heart. That's a good idea, right?

"Shouldn't it be too reopened?

"You can't help lying to Ellen. Besides, I've been honest with my desires ever since I came to this world."

"There was an incredible apostle of God."

"Oh, I see. Exactly."

Silence again. We can hear each other breathing strangely loudly.

"Let me think for a moment."

"... oh, please do that. But I can't wait long."

"I know. Tomorrow, I will come to a conclusion."

"Okay."

As I nodded, Ellen took a seat and left the room.

I want to curse myself for not being able to talk a little better. I tried my best, but I'm not good at persuading you to discuss this. If it comes to trouble, I'll grab Ellen and run away... is that a good idea?

Ah, if you're handsome enough to dictate a woman, I guess you'll do it a little better. It's unusual.

Amarier walks in and out of bed.

"... maybe you were shaken?

"No."

"Really... it's okay, Eleonora loves you."

"That's why I'm not."

"Yes, yes."

Amarier laughed and began to clean up the glass Ellen had dropped. Ah, yabe, you know the existence of milk.

Oh?

Amarier looked strange, but I decided to fall asleep. It was a night of reflection, with a bad talk, a sweet stuffing.