Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy-Chapter 641: Kidnapping? (1)

I cut off a piece of meat that smelled quite good and savored the tough meat in my mouth before wiping my mouth.

"Who brought this?♡" "It was me."

I waved my hand, and the man hurriedly approached me. I smiled at his awkward grin and then raised my plate, slamming it into his face.

"You brought this to eat?♡" "I'm sorry." "Clean it up♡" "Yes. I'll get the tools right away..." "You want me to stick my head on the ground and lick it clean like a dog, don't you?♡"

I scowled and pointed to the floor, and the man took a deep breath before kneeling down. Then, he stuck out his tongue and began to lick the spilled sauce on the floor.

"Pffhahaha!♡ You’re doing well!♡ Are you not a knight but a slave with talent?♡"

I clapped and mocked him, and the surrounding gazes turned sharp. I met each of those gazes and, with a snort, stood up and stomped on the man’s head, who was licking the floor.

"If you're jealous, speak up♡ I'm a merciful apostle of the lowly dog-like god, so I can play with trash that's worse than beasts♡"

The man struggled as it seemed harder for him to breathe, but I didn’t lift my foot and instead looked around.

When the man's movements became almost desperate, a woman raised her hand.

"May I do it instead?" "No?♡ You look so disgusting, I can’t have you do it♡ I feel like your ugliness might rub off on me♡"

The woman’s smile stiffened, and the man next to her lowered his head.

"Then I shall accept the honor." "Is that how you ask for a favor?♡ I don’t feel any respect from you at all♡"

The man, with a stiff face, walked up to me and bowed his head to the ground.

"Please, I beg you. Please give me the opportunity to be stepped on." "Wow~♡ Look at how you’re speaking♡ You’ve done this before, haven’t you?♡ Which prostitute did you play with?♡"

I kicked the man, who was half-fainting, and stepped on the new person’s head before returning to my original seat, receiving sharp glares.

"Oh! I almost forgot!♡ I need to feed my pet!♡"

I clapped as if I had suddenly remembered, and I felt a twitch from below me.

"That should do it~♡" "...You want me to eat that?" "You don’t have to eat it♡ But after that, I don’t know where I’ll feed you~♡"

I genuinely laughed when I saw Rasha, trembling, crawl on the floor and eat the fallen food.

Ah! How fun!

The fact that I can abuse others without a guilty conscience makes this so enjoyable!

By the end of everything, I’d even want to take home a slave to torment!

<Hey, Lucy? Are you very angry with them?＞ ‘Huh? Yeah, I’m a bit pissed off. Why?’ <It seems like you're speaking with sincerity, unlike usual.> ‘Well, of course! It's because I mean it!’

I didn’t want to admit it, but I enjoyed tormenting people.

It was hard to stop laughing when I saw them trembling from anger.

Maybe it was because of the Mesugaki skill, or maybe it’s just that my nature is twisted, but either way, I enjoyed mocking others.

Normally, I held myself back due to a guilty conscience, but right now, there’s no need to hold back.

After all, they’re all trash worse than beasts.

‘Where else would I see a strong person like Rasha crawling around like a dog!’

Seeing Rasha, who always left with a refreshed face whether she won or lost, trembling in shame!

I have to show this to others! It’s such a pity I can’t leave!

<...God.>

When my grandfather sighed, the door opened, and the Pope appeared.

As soon as he saw me, he bowed respectfully, but when he saw Rasha licking the floor, he froze for a moment.

"This is all your fault! Damn old man!!!"

Rasha, whose face was red with humiliation, screamed, and the Pope laughed awkwardly.

"I'm sorry. It seems like you're enjoying yourself more than I expected." "I’ll kill you! Once everything is over, I’ll kill you first!" "That might be difficult. I’ve decided to be killed by the apostle of the god."

With a soft smile in the midst of the murderous atmosphere filling the room, the Pope gestured for the holy knights to leave.

"I’m sorry for being late. I had some things to take care of." "I’ll forgive you♡ Thanks to you, I had a fun time with my pet♡" "Thank you for your mercy, apostle."

He bowed again and then pulled a teacup from the air and placed it in front of me.

"Before we get to the main topic, there’s one thing I’d like to ask. The reason you followed me wasn’t your own will, was it?"

How did he figure that out without me saying anything?

Could the Pope also read minds like Kariya?

The horrible thought crossed my mind, and I frowned, but the Pope smiled faintly.

"It’s just a guess. You inherited the will of the Hero, so there must still be some possibility left, and I knew you wouldn’t give up. Judging by your flustered face, it seems like my guess was right."

I was angry, but he was right. I had no intention of following the Pope.

I didn’t think it was a bad option, but there were people fighting for me, and I didn’t want to disappoint them by choosing that.

Still, I grabbed the Pope’s hand because of the blue spear that appeared in front of me.

[What is their purpose?]

The trash god, who had been silent until now, gave me a quest.

[Follow the Pope and learn his purpose.] [Listen to the Pope’s old story (optional).] [Reward: ???]

As soon as I saw the quest description, a lot of questions popped into my head.

I already knew his purpose. I didn’t really need to follow the Pope.

[Please.]

But when another prompt appeared, I decided to temporarily put my doubts aside.

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The incompetent and perverted god was asking so politely, what could I do?

Though the god was useless, he was still my god.

Having made up my mind, I followed the Pope, partly to satisfy my personal desires.

I still didn’t know what the Pope’s purpose was, but I didn’t regret following him.

After all, this was the only place where I could see Rasha, with animal ears and a collar, crawling on the floor, licking food!

"That means the god wants to hear my story." The Pope nodded and poured tea for me before taking a deep breath.

"It’s not such an interesting story. It’s just a tale of failure from an evil person."

 Born in the era when gods and humans lived together, the Pope felt an absurdity in the middle of a burning village.

Despite the divine beings standing right next to him, human lives were so easily extinguished.

Though the immortals were near, humans couldn’t even delay death, let alone approach immortality.

In the midst of countless deaths, the Pope, feeling fear, eagerly grabbed the hand that Agras had extended.

And when the long war ended, the Pope realized that he had been wrong.

The god’s will, which he thought was right, was actually not right.

Though the Pope regretted it late, he had already given everything to Agras.

Even after the evil god’s curse, even after it was divided into pieces and sealed, it didn’t disappear.

Having lost even death, the Pope eventually resigned himself.

He thought no one would accept him because he couldn’t forgive himself.

He considered himself doomed to wander, forever bound to the earth.

 "But the great god was different. The merciful god embraced even the one who tried to kill him, Agras."

The people listening to the 1st Queen’s explanation widened their eyes.

This wasn’t just about forgiving someone who tried to kill him.

Agras had torn apart and destroyed everything the god loved, hoping that the god would suffer and die in hell.

"Is that really true?" Feiby cautiously asked, and the 1st Queen nodded.

"Yes. It’s a story I heard directly from the Pope himself, hundreds of years ago."

"It’s hard to believe." "Saint, you know the holiness the Pope possessed is real, don’t you?"

"Great god."

Feiby raised both hands and prayed to the sky, and the 1st Queen shrugged her shoulders before continuing.

"When the Pope heard of the god’s mercy, he realized the great sin he had committed and came to see that the great god was the one who deserved respect."

The Pope, believing in the warmth of the god, wandered the continent.

"I’ve heard that it was at this time that Erginus and the Pope met." "...I don’t remember anything."

"It’s a story that happened after you were created."

Erginus didn’t trust the Pope at all, but he acknowledged the usefulness the Pope had.

Because the Pope, once a servant of Agras, knew things Erginus didn’t.

When all the stories ended, Erginus decided to use the Pope.

Even when the era of humans began and all the people from the age of myth died, the Pope remained bound to the earth.

So, if he made a contract with the Pope to oppose the evil god, even if he made a mistake, he could smooth things over.

"Please understand. Erginus, who was bound by guilt for not saving his lover, couldn’t trust himself. He always wanted a thick safety net."

As Erginus hunched his shoulders, the Fairy Queen grabbed his hand. Seeing her soft smile, he exhaled and turned his gaze toward the 1st Queen.

"Enough of this old story. What matters is the Pope’s goal." "He hopes the age of myth will return. He wants the great god to come down again and restore everything to its original state, which humans have corrupted."

To do this, the Pope seeks to disrupt the balance of the world.

Just as light grows brighter, darkness deepens, and where there is darkness, light will inevitably shine brighter.

"By bringing the evil god Agras back to the earth, the great god Armadi will be able to take his place once more. That is the Pope’s goal."