Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy-Chapter 657: Request for cooperation (1)

As expected, Ganshu took a seat in the magic church's reception room, dismissing everyone except for me and casually pulling out a cigarette that looked like a cigar from his coat pocket.

He then naturally trimmed the end of the cigarette, but before lighting it, he glanced at me as if waiting for my reaction.

"What?"

"I thought you'd naturally tell me not to smoke something that stinks."

"Then why did you take it out? Do you want to be scolded that badly?"

"I suppose it’s a habit I picked up when I descended to the mortal realm."

Showing some reluctance, he set the cigarette down, checked the magic around him, and began speaking.

"Last time, through Erginus, the gods learned of the Pope's intentions. He’s dreaming of some foolish plan to bring the era of myth back to this world."

"He's a crazy pervert. I can’t even begin to understand it with my head."

"From that event, I gathered the opinions of several gods. If that madness is genuine, our existence will be threatened as well."

The Pope's plan, in conclusion, was to erase the existence of all gods.

Any collateral damage that may occur in the process was considered inconsequential.

"So, what are those voyeuristic idiots up in the sky saying?"

"They’re all offering their opinions, but... well. To put it simply, the gods don't mind the era of myth returning. In fact, many of them welcome it."

For hundreds of years, the gods in the heavens had to live as mere bystanders.

Intervening excessively in the mortal realm would unintentionally aid in the resurrection of the evil gods, so they had kept a watchful eye on each other to prevent such interference.

This constraint had been the driving force behind the peaceful centuries, but it had also become the source of growing discontent.

"They’re saying foolish things like, ‘Once the era of myth opens, we can just deal with the Pope.’"

"Idiots."

"Right. Idiots. What’s frustrating is that there are quite a few of them."

Human sacrifice doesn’t matter to them. They can bear the resulting damage as well.

If they can regain the authority of the distant past, they’ll gladly shoulder all the losses.

Gods with this mindset are not few. Especially those gods forgotten by time, who had become increasingly weak, were more prone to such thoughts.

"Why listen to the foolish things they say?"

"Because they are gods."

There are those who think their words are wrong. There are many who believe we should prevent earthly sacrifices.

However, the reason they cannot act decisively is because they are gods.

Having fought the evil gods together in the era of myth and spent hundreds of years as comrades, they cannot easily ignore their opinions.

"Erginus once told you that gods do not die, right? That’s wrong. Gods can die. They do not vanish in the usual way because they are conceptual beings."

In order for a god’s existence to be sustained, a certain amount of authority is required.

The concept they hold must be something essential enough to maintain their divine status.

If this concept weakens, if people forget them more and more, if they become something no one remembers, then the god will disappear.

"In the era of myth, that never happened. Gods remained on the earth with humans, maintaining at least some authority. But once the age of humans began, things changed. Gods who no longer served human needs gradually faded away."

The god who governed slavery disappeared when slavery was abolished, and the concept of slaves was relegated to discussions in the shadows.

The god who governed bronze disappeared when the use of bronze largely ceased.

A god who once governed a plant essential to humans disappeared when better food sources emerged and became absorbed into the god of plants.

"You know that feeling, right? Watching someone precious disappear right before your eyes. Humans? Of course, they’re precious. How could I not cherish those who believe in us? But there’s something more precious."

To prevent anyone from being sacrificed, I would willingly bet my life.

I would step forward and risk my life for it.

This is something I’ve done countless times. Right now, the gods are, like me, about to take a gamble.

Just like I saw through the monitor.

"I think you're right. If everything is going to disappear at the end of the Pope’s plan, it’s better to sacrifice something."

"..."

"And also, it's time for the gods to accept the concept of death. If there is a meeting, there must be a parting; if there is a beginning, there must be an end."

As he said this, Ganshu picked up the cigarette and took a drag.

Unable to light it, he chewed on it, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.

Ah, so that’s why the god of magic took Erginus.

He must have had personal desires, but he likely wanted to create a situation where I could talk to this guy alone.

Maybe he was even being threatened.

"...Why are you laughing?"

"You look so pathetic glancing around at the girl."

He may have said I was right, but his true feelings were different.

If he truly believed I was right, he wouldn’t be coming to me, he’d be threatening other gods.

The kid who’s too lazy to leave the library came all the way down here for the opposite reason. He came to protect his friend.

"Hahaha! If you're going to humble yourself, do it properly and beg! You don’t seem desperate enough."

"As I said before..."

"Then is this the end of the conversation? Hehe. Good, I was really tired of smelling that stench."

Without hesitation, I stood up, causing Ganshu to freeze, and the elder scolded me.

<Lucy! You should not take this so lightly...!>

‘Really disappointing, Grandfather. Do I look like a villain who can stay indifferent after hearing such words?’

<...Do you have some thoughts on this?>

‘Yes, but it’s a secret because I find it annoying.’

This was different from the variables that had happened before.

The Pope is crazy, but just like I saw through the monitor, he’s just a crazy guy.

Everything he plans to do, the countless consequences that may arise from it, won't deviate much from what I know.

"Now, wait! Lucy Allen! Wait a moment!"

Seeing Ganshu jump up in a panic, I slowly turned my body.

"Damn it! Yeah! Your words are right! I wanted you to take interest in the gods’ stories!"

Of course, he would say that. He’s the god of records.

Listening to and recording all the stories of the gods means he’s interested in them.

He couldn’t have remained indifferent for centuries, watching gods disappear one by one.

It’s not a matter of what’s right or wrong. Ganshu came to me because the issue of distinguishing what’s right or wrong had become irrelevant.

"Listen carefully! As long as the Creator remains silent, the future of the continent is in your hands! It is up to you what kind of future the continent will choose!"

Until now, I thought the Creator had remained silent to suppress the evil god’s power as much as possible, but maybe his real purpose was to prevent variables.

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Despite being so pathetic, Ganshu was quietly attentive to various things.

"That’s why I ask! Please, just play along with my childish requests! If you do that...!"

Hearing his desperate and passionate words, I stopped him by pressing my lips to his, silencing his speech.

"Are you going to do something?"

Watching Ganshu nodding his head, I gave a playful smile.

"Alright. Then promise. You’ll become my faithful pet. You’ll be the parrot repeating what I say."

If I can guide everything that happens from here on in the direction I know, I can make a happy ending.

In reality, even without a replay, I can see the true ending.

"If you understand, nod your head."

Seeing Ganshu, who had been frozen, lower his head, I chuckled and stepped back.

Ganshu wiped his mouth where I had held it and exhaled deeply.

"What are you planning?"

"Are you going to turn into a parrot and lose your mind too?"

"...So what?"

"You lack manners. Manners. Doesn’t even the god know that?"

While indulging his desires, the hierarchy must still be clear.

It would be troublesome if he acts on his own later. Like a program, he must move exactly as I want.

"It can’t be helped. Since I’m kind, I’ll give you some education. Now, repeat after me. Lu. Si. Nim."

Seeing the conflict in Ganshu’s eyes, I made a snort and turned my back.

As soon as I did, Ganshu rushed to grab my shoulder.

"Lucy Nim! Is this enough! Are you satisfied now!"

"You're really an idiot. Is it that hard to apply what you’ve learned?"

"Are you satisfied now!"

"Ha-ha, heh. Oh, your struggling appearance is so pitiful."

I scratched his chin to rile him up, and though his shoulders shook, Ganshu didn’t resist.

Even this grumpy man must hold his friends dear.

"Kid. Can you bring that perverted crow here later? That mad girl could use some education."

"She’ll probably be happy with whatever you do, no matter what."

"...Is she trash like a confused fox?"

"She’s probably worse, not better."

"Make sure that crow’s wings are invisible near me."

"I’ll do my best."

One more perverted creep like that fox would be terrifying enough, but adding another one?

Especially one with the powers of a god?

No. I can’t accept such a future.

"I’ll ask again. What do you plan to do?"

"I’ll perform a miracle. So that those fools can’t bear to praise the gods."

I answered with a wicked grin and grabbed Ganshu’s shoulder, who looked confused.

"So, idiot. Give me all the weaknesses of the idiots you know."

"What are you planning to do?"

"Make them cooperate happily."