The Tutorial Is Too Hard

[Let's go to my temple.]

The god of hope said.

All of a sudden.

“Why your temple? ”

[Don't you need time anyway?]

“What time. ”

The god of hope hisses.

I have heard it many times before, but it was the sound of a fresh annoyance whenever I heard it.

[If you're stumbling because you need time to clear your head, why are you shaking like this on the roof? If you need guidance and rest, let's go to my temple.]

Quietly thinking on the roof isn't bad either.

And I haven't caught the god who fled here yet.

I had no intention of leaving this planet before.

[It's not far from here.]

“Huh? Here? ”

[Turn to the left, which you're looking at, and it'll be quick.]

Looking back at the direction of the god of hope, you really see the roof of the temple building.

The temple was easy to recognize.

We need symbolism.

Temples are designed to feel like "Ah, this building is a temple."

“That temple is your temple? ”

[Yes.]

Surprisingly.

Very much.

I could not easily accept that there was a temple of hope in the middle of the city.

No, the existence on this planet itself was strange.

It was obvious why.

It was a sinister anomaly of the god of hope.

I believe that the god of hope is the most desperate moment, the shining moment of hope.

And there was no desperation on this planet.

I couldn't get desperate.

A planet where numerous gods are competing for benefits.

In order for a person's life to become desperate in the meantime, it will need a very neat and complicated story.

Even if the god of hope promotes such a situation to his followers, it is not easy to maintain it.

If the faithful abandoned the god of hope and returned to the other gods, that would be all.

So I didn't expect there to be a Church of the Gods of Hope on this planet.

However, the god of hope introduces the temple in the middle of the city as his temple.

Oh, that's it.

A continent of hidden darkness.

A social group plotting to destroy world peace.

Come to think of it, it was reasonable.

[Prejudice.]

What a prejudice.

I think we have a good chance of copper.

[You will know when you go.]

“When I go, I feel uncomfortable. ”

They must have hidden some kind of torture chamber in the cellar of the temple.

It was clear.

First, I headed to the temple as the god of hope had said.

In fact, the God of Hope was right.

I needed time to think things through.

I also needed guidance to go after the sub-god.

Above all, I wanted to see the temple of the god of hope that aroused my curiosity.

*

“What is this……. ”

The temple of hope was unexpectedly bright and lively.

The surrounding congregation seemed relaxed and sunny, as if they had been drinking in the neighborhood, not in the temple.

The priests were greeting people with smiles like salesmen.

People seemed peaceful.

It was a little creepy.

[You said prejudice.]

The god of hope spoke in a cheerful voice as if he had won.

“What……. ”

An incredible level of mental contamination that I'm not even aware of?

If not, it didn't make any sense.

[Don't keep talking nonsense.]

Looking at the people around you, a priestess approaches me.

He was a priest wearing a robe with a spray on it.

Is that sprout the symbol of the Cult of Hope?

That's ridiculous.

[But here.]

Oh, my god.

The end, the end.

A socialite like that is using a symbol of hope like a sprout.

It was a cult of hope without even the slightest conscience.

[Will you continue to nag me like that?]

“Brother, is this your first time here? ”

The god of hope and the priestess asked at the same time.

I nodded.

*

The priestess led me to a private reception room.

As soon as I entered the reception hall, I tapped the walls.

There doesn't seem to be any hidden organ devices.

“Why did you knock on the wall? ”

“Maybe there's a trap in place. ”

Sleep.

Paralyzed.

Just poison.

Curse magic.

I can't do it. It's just an arrow.

“There is no such thing, brother. ”

The priestess smiled and said as if it was funny.

There was no such thing as a trap, as she said.

That's why.

I wonder if there's a trap for even my senses.

That was more reasonable.

Rather than accepting that the Temple of the God of Hope is a perfectly normal temple, I tend to think that there are great traps lurking around.

“Write down a quick biography here. ”

The priestess gives out a piece of paper.

Oh, I see.

You want to take someone else's personal information and swing it around.

[It's a guestbook. Just write it down.]

It wasn't.

The priestess asked for a visit after doodling on the Big Dipper Guestbook.

[Just say you need guidance.]

I told him that I needed guidance.

Then the priestess looked very pale.

“Are you thinking of returning...”

“Gnob.”

I just cut it off.

“Yes?”

“I don't have it.”

“Oh... yes. ”

The priestess was noticeably disappointed.

But I didn't go any farther than that.

Instead, I asked again about the matter.

“So what kind of guidance do you want? ”

I told the priestess that I wanted to ask her to show me the way to the Cathedral of the Lower Gods I saw earlier.

“Ah, a path! Please wait here. I'll be right back. ”

The priestess said so and left the reception room.

I don't know what I'm prepared to do.

[It's simple. I'm just going to change into an outfit.]

Is that so?

Mmm-hmm.

[What is it? Ask if you have any questions.]

The god of hope said.

I wanted to ask you something like that.

“Why does that priest want to show me the way? They're not the same congregation. ”

[That is the role of my priests. Guide.]

It didn't fit.

[Hope is a vague expectation.]

The God of Hope explained.

[It is the role of my priests to be a lamp to illuminate myself when I am lost and wandering around. It gives people a sense of hope toward me, and that even if something difficult happens in the future, they can ask for help at the temple of hope around them.]

It was a different story from the hope of the god of hope I had known before.

The god of hope is not satisfied with the significance of the lamp that is a milestone or the prevention to overcome anxiety about the future.

[So my priests will show you the way. It also guides the way of the streets, and it also guides people who are mentally lost. The answer is not always correct, but it is my priests who walk with me.]

I couldn't take it anymore and asked.

Isn't that more than you are?

Don't you believe that hope in despair is the brightest shining hope?

[Yes, of course.]

The god of hope answered.

[But why ask for only the strongest hope? Weak hope is also hope. As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to have strong hope delivered by faith, but if things don't go my way, I'll have to find another way.]

Depends on the situation.

When I think about it, it was.

Imagine the sanctums of the gods of hope that were in such extreme situations as hell.

They were all sacred areas of hope or exclusively owned by the god of hope.

So was the 49th floor of the tutorial where I first encountered the God of Hope.

It was a world of many religions.

All the churches were destroyed and only the sanctuary of the god of hope remained.

The reason God of Hope established a truly hopeful cult on this planet was not the reason for good and evil and morality.

It was just a conditional management strategy.

That made sense to me.

*

I followed the priestess back to the streets.

There was one definite advantage.

With priests at the guide station, no one bothered to fight for cannibalism.

There was one drawback.

Ceresia is eating too much of the priestess.

I'm a little embarrassed as a group.

“That man said, if he believes in the God of the Earth, he'll give you grilled skewers for free. ”

“I'll buy it for you! ”

The priestess continued to support Sergia in buying food like a faggot.

It was the fourth time I've seen it.

It seems that the priestess has still opened up the possibility of us returning to the Cult of Hope.

Unfortunately, he couldn't give up hope in vain.

[All my priests are stubborn. Stop sucking.]

Worse than the god of hope said,

I dried Ceresia to try all the street food, and headed to a place where I felt the energy of the lower gods.

A long staircase runs from the street to the building at the top of that mountain.

It was not a very high mountain by my standards, but it seemed difficult for an ordinary person to walk up.

The stairs were steep and too high.

It was not a climbable staircase, by the looks of it.

“Let's go.”

The priestess cheerfully began to climb the stairs ahead of her.

He asked me as he climbed the stairs.

“Seeing you go to the sage, you must be troubled. ”

“Wise man?”

“Yes, that wise man over there. ”

The priestess pointed to the shrine at the foot of the mountain.

Wise man.

Did the sub-god live here as a sage?

Surprisingly.

I asked about the sage.

The priestess answered me sincerely, wondering about the sage.

“He's a wise man. You give it to me when there's a major disaster on the continent or when there's a crisis. Even the smallest problems between people are thoughtful and wise. ”

From what the priestess said, it seemed that the wise man did not consider himself a god.

Maybe we can maintain our faith with simple respect.

I thought it would be possible if it was a subordinate level of ambiguity, not a vague one.

Posing as wise men may be their own strategy to win faith on this planet where many gods coexist.

“Then you must have a lot of visitors. ”

“Yes, as you can see, ”

That's what the priestess said.

It was not just the two of them who were climbing the stairs, as she said.

“But not many people see Wise Man. ”

“Why?”

“Walking down these stairs, chewing on your own problems, can solve them. ”

*

It was the same word.

The people who started climbing the stairs with each problem stopped walking one by one.

Then he turns around and starts down the stairs.

There were no magical stairs to solve people's problems.

“Huff, huff... puff. ”

The priestess breathes.

It was a natural reaction.

This staircase was such a difficult structure for an ordinary person to climb.

I stopped so much that I couldn't even rest.

The slope gets worse, almost to the level of rock climbing.

If I lose my footing, I'm going to crash right now.

It was a staircase that inspired physical suffering as well as mental terror.

If you walk up these stairs, your little worries will naturally go away from your mind.

Of course I did.

My worries will go away.