The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 152: Nothing is going smoothly (7)

That day, after the afternoon class, I parted ways with Victoria.

Victoria was full of energy, determined not to give up on her dream and eager to try various things.

After we separated, she immediately went to the staff room and consulted with the teacher. Then, through that teacher's introduction, she met with a teacher who teaches the Clockwork Knight subject, someone I hadn’t met before.

That teacher, after hearing what Victoria wanted, said she would let her do what she wanted. Both teachers, in true educator fashion, were genuinely supportive of a student striving for their dream, not out of obligation, but because they truly cared.

It's a bit disappointing. Isn’t it too clean for the Royal Academy?

Since it's a school that mostly accepts nobles, shouldn’t the teachers be more about favoritism, or just not doing their job unless it directly concerns them?

But these teachers are sincerely listening to the students’ concerns and giving guidance.

Whether it’s the generosity coming from the school's resources or because Victoria has done something to deserve it, I don’t know, but there are no bad people involved.

Victoria is finding her way remarkably smoothly.

It’s a strange world.

It’s not good to be too nice.

From what I know, for society to develop, countless bodies must be left behind. Sacrifices have always existed, and I believe that will never change.

And those abandoned sacrifices will give me warmth.

As time passes and society develops, the number of sacrifices will only increase.

I hope the world is one where the formula I know still holds true.

Ah, of course, this doesn’t mean people are becoming more evil. For every bad person, there’s a good one.

Even if the ratio is the same, the total amount of warmth will differ, won’t it?

If the world hadn’t shattered when I absorbed too much, everyone would have become a Harvester, providing warmth. No one would be left behind, and everyone would gain warmth.

The first world almost succeeded.

But how could I have predicted that too many Harvesters would break the world?

So, in the second world, I restrained myself.

I restrained myself so much that the Harvesters didn’t exceed a hundred, and in the end, I was driven out of that world. Of course, it wasn’t all loss, but personally, it was a failure. A failure.

So, in the third world, I’m going to move more actively.

More importantly, this world has almost rid itself of religion. People now believe in reason and technology, and they’re imagining a future where they can create a better world using those.

In other words, unlike the Divine Faith Church of the first world or the Goryeong of the second world, there’s no one to stop me or prevent me from using my power.

That’s excellent.

But I won’t spread the Harvesters. At least, not for now.

For now, I’ll give warmth only to those who desire it.

Instead, I’ll use other methods.

Right now, I have close to ten thousand Harvesters. That is, there are many individuals who will receive the memories I send.

The memories of the first world are not useful. Of course, I obtained the entire world, and within it, there are some decent techniques.

But they don’t compare to the memories of Daegon and the Ancient Heavenly Sovereign from the second world.

Daegon’s civilization was primarily composed of hero units, meaning that all powerful techniques require tremendous mental and physical abilities. They are techniques that only superhumans can use.

But not all of them are useless.

Daegon has all the memories from the era of gradual development. From when he was a mere merman to when he became a god, ruling over one world and invading others. All memories from the time he reached the highest point.

The earlier part of that memory is useful.

Especially in worlds where technology is only moderately developed.

The memories of the Ancient Heavenly Sovereign are similar, but many of them were created with the combined efforts of other immortals and powers. This means that the Ancient Heavenly Sovereign does not have every piece of information.

I don’t fully understand the early technology either. But as I distribute them, some people will understand.

While pondering which would be better, I decided to divide the memories. One half will be Daegon’s, and the other half will be from the Ancient Heavenly Sovereign.

While I’m at it, I’ll also put the Heavenly Demon Arts in the mix for everyone. While no one will become a Heavenly Demon, it will still help.

There’s a small issue that people with strong willpower won’t be able to receive memories, but how much self-esteem could they possibly have?

Heh.

I’ll have to wait for decades, but it will surely bloom brilliantly.

I know.

There was a world that, after pursuing pure reason, saw the appearance of a holocaust, not a massacre.

A massacre kills people, but a holocaust eliminates objects. It was an incredibly rational and ordinary occurrence.

The law considered it the right thing to do, and people thought of it as a moral duty.

Erasing an entire race was seen as an act of goodwill.

Therefore, not everything that must be followed is truly right, and just because someone does a good deed, it doesn’t mean everything they do is good.

They did their duty, and it led to a horrific event that changed the course of history.

In a world where the moral standard of relying on a god as an absolute entity had crumbled, how quickly would something similar happen again?

This is my investment plan.

Before human culture can catch up, harsh technology will consume humanity.

I returned to my quarters and carefully split the memories, sending the necessary parts to the Harvesters living in this world.

Of course, I am also constantly sending summoning techniques to the Harvesters in other worlds.

However, the techniques for summoning me, regardless of the method, require economies of scale... so I’ll try without expecting much.

Well.

I would have liked for time to pass smoothly.

“How’s it going? Are you doing well at the Royal Academy?”

Solindigus openly came to the Royal Academy and took me to the guest room in the palace.

Yes, the prince of this country. He came to get me while I was in between classes.

If I break down the whispers from that moment, it turns out that Solindigus also attends the Royal Academy, so technically, he just brought me on his way out of school.

I didn’t know because I wasn’t paying attention.

I had expected the next Harvester to be King Hipion, so I hadn’t paid attention to Solindigus.

Solindigus had never come to visit me at the royal palace before. I thought he wasn’t interested in me, and that it would be a while before we would meet. So, why was he here now?

I nodded in response to his question.

“Yes.”

He gave a wry smile.

“It seems like you’re not adjusting very well, whether at the palace or here. If you’re struggling with where you’re staying, let me know. I’ll never forget the favor of waking that child up.”

Huh?

There’s a hint of gratitude and worry in his expression. Could it be that his not visiting me at the palace was out of consideration?

Now that I think about it, on the first day, no one scolded me for returning late to my quarters. It wasn’t like being locked up or imprisoned, it was a very soft approach.

Hmm...?

I started to think about my actions at the palace and what I’ve been doing here.

I haven’t done anything. I’ve just been sitting still.

Yes.

In a way, it might not look like I’ve been sitting still out of tension or stress.

This body doesn’t have an original owner, and I’m not even human, so I don’t need to exercise.

The Dormiens royal family doesn’t seem to have any thoughts of collecting or using me. If they were a royal family, wouldn’t they be more focused on intrigue and conspiracy?

Even though Aurora was raised like treasure, the family’s closeness seems surprising to me.

“I’m fine.”

Honestly, I don’t have any immediate wishes. But here, I want to keep the right to receive help for the future.

“If something really comes up, I’ll ask for your help.”

It’s a polite expression, but if I continue to speak only the truth, it becomes a simple fact.

If I really need help and ask for it, it becomes the truth.

Even if they don’t help me at that point, that’s okay. Having the opportunity to ask is enough, rather than not being able to speak at all.

Solindigus nodded.

“Okay. Don’t hesitate to ask. Especially if anything strange happens, tell a teacher or a knight right away.”

I noticed a faint sense of guilt mixed with survival instincts crossing his face. This sentence hints that something is going to happen.

Something strange will happen, and the target will be someone who will cause harm, using me as bait.

I wondered if that would really happen, but then the moment when I turned Aurora into a Harvester came to mind.

There was some faint resistance at that time.

Someone turned Aurora into that, and it seems that the Dormiens royal family couldn’t catch the one who did it.

And that someone is likely to approach me.

So, the perspective shifts a bit. Letting me roam freely isn’t just out of consideration; it’s to make it easier for someone to ambush me.

The one who turned Aurora into that.

The witch who cursed the Dormiens royal family.

No one knows where she is, but if they find out the curse is broken, they’re likely to come to deal with it.

They intend to use me as bait to capture her.

Phew.

It’s a relief.

I thought this world was full of good people. But now I’m worried that it might just be something wearing the shell of humanity.

Indeed, it seems people are all the same.

Even the king, if someone has no relation to him, will not hesitate to grind them down and use them as an experiment.

I thought it was only the king, but the prince is also that kind of person. No, everyone is like that. Yourself. The people around you are the priority. Those outside must come later.

If the ranks are the same, that person has no interest in the world, or they are insane.

“Yes. If I get into danger, I’ll do that.”

After I answered, Solindigus nodded, seemingly satisfied, and after finishing his drink, he pushed the snacks toward me and waited.

I politely finished my drink, ate a few snacks, and that was that.

Solindigus nodded once more, satisfied, and had someone call for us to leave.

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In the palace, when moving, there are people accompanying you.

We left the palace with that person. When we got into the car parked outside, it smoothly started.

Soon, the palace walls and gates appeared through the window.

After passing those, we came across a wall with barbed wire. After exiting that area, the Royal Academy appeared.

Of course, there’s a wide garden, so we still had to drive for a while to see the buildings.

The royal palace and the Royal Academy are practically next to each other. So, it’s likely that the prince goes to and from the palace regularly.

Because he visited Aurora just yesterday. This guy.

So, I casually thought he must have graduated from the Royal Academy or never attended, but that wasn’t the case.

By the way, Aurora also has an older sister, who is Solindigus’s younger sister, but she attends a school abroad, and when she woke up, she briefly saw Aurora before leaving again.

Aurora wouldn’t be isolated at the palace because she was someone who clung to Aurora, refusing to leave her side. After all, Solindigus nodded as if he understood that when he saw her in that state.

Their relationship isn’t bad.

In other words, it seems unlikely that a fierce royal family conflict will occur right away...

They’re just too solid.

I guess I’ll have to look forward to Aurora and her child.

As I sorted my thoughts, I arrived at my destination.