Chapter 101 A Crazy Day, The Birth of the Grass God...
Mainkuhn glanced at the plates on the table and found with great interest that, regardless of what these scholars were thinking, they were all quite respectful in their preparations.
"king……"
Is this trembling man the head chef? A quick scan reveals no criminal record.
“Please, please look, the Patissalan decorations on this Mita are a rare white, which is a perfect indication…”
Before he could say anything more flattering, Mainkuen had already grabbed the plate—
"I don't eat rice."
"ah!!!"
Someone fell to the ground, blood flowing from their head, staining the beautiful carpet that had just been laid out the night before.
The crowd fell silent, their emotions rising like a raging fire.
"Make him eat the food on the floor after he wakes up."
Mainkuhn gave the order, and the beast-like eyes looked at the head chef without any emotion.
"continue."
"..."
The hands that could easily wield a wok were now trembling, and the head chef's voice trembled:
"Spices and lamb chops roasted together..."
"I don't eat mutton."
"Smack."
In the blink of an eye, the silver plate flew out again, but this time the aim was much more scattered. The crispy roasted lamb chop just landed in the arms of a newly recruited maid, without hitting anyone on the head and drawing blood.
"King, King?"
She swallowed.
"Get out, you disgusting brat."
After the tyrant finished speaking, he casually picked up the golden fork and threw it hard!
"ah!!"
Last night, the scholar in charge of recruitment clutched his pierced shoulder and screamed in agony, "Wang, why—?"
“All those who are weaker than me are not worthy to appear in my palace.”
"!"
The little maid was quick-witted; she immediately bowed, turned around, and ran away. Nasita saw her turn around and then take a big bite of the large piece of meat in her arms.
"..."
This is outrageous! Even if they can't find anyone willing to serve the new king, they can't force poor children to take up jobs...
But what's going on here?
Narcida quietly formed her hands into a square under the cover of the table. As a deity, she still had her own seat after the scholars' heated discussion. She was small and tall to the left of the half-demon, carrying secret thoughts and expectations that she had not had in five hundred years.
"Lady Nasita, how long will it take for you to grow to the point where you can severely injure him and kill him?"
His murderous intent was undisguised.
Nasita sighed and quietly framed Maine with her finger.
'Let me see what you're thinking when you're tormenting people...!'
"I don't eat mushrooms."
The moment she raised her hand, Mainkuen suddenly stood up and threw the thirteenth plate of the day at someone's head.
"I'll kill you if you can't finish eating."
"Wait, don't stand up suddenly! I've heard everything and I've mistaken you for someone else..."
Just as Nasita was about to cast her secret spell again, she suddenly heard a mournful cry in her ear.
"What...what do we do? It's too late to stop the plan now!"
"?"
Nasida looked over at the sound and saw that the head chef's face was deathly pale, as if he were ill.
"Your Majesty, this is also a specialty of our Sumeru..."
"That damned brat, why won't he eat a single bite!"
"It's fine if we don't eat, the plan will just fail, but why force others to eat?"
Amidst the turmoil of thoughts, the head chef had nowhere to hide and could only tremble as he pointed to the last remaining plate on the table.
"Date, date and pigeon soup, would you like to try some?"
"The area has already been poisoned with scorpion venom, what should we do... Suddenly removing the Tyrant will definitely arouse suspicion!"
Naxi Da: "!"
"Um?"
Black fingernails gripped the rim of the bowl, it was unclear whether the next second would be to "reward" someone else or drink it herself.
"Pigeon."
"etc!"
Nasida doesn't want to see either of these situations!
There was no time to think. The vines shot out from Nasita's fingertips and aimed precisely at the porcelain bowl!
"Stop!"
Click!
The cracking sound was jarring, and soup and small poultry bones spilled all over the table. Mainkuhn's hand was still in the position of holding the bowl, suspended in mid-air.
"..."
"hiss!"
The scholars below collectively gasped. They looked up tremblingly, their eyes filled with a complex mix of gratitude and awe as they gazed at Nasita.
Such a weak god, in order to protect us from the abuse of the tyrant, disregarded his own safety and faced the tyrant's power head-on, waaaaah!
"..."
Nasida knew without even guessing what they were thinking.
It's a misunderstanding.
Narcida looked at the half-demon's calm, vertical pupils with a hint of worry. To be honest, she was somewhat intimidated by Mainkun in this form.
"Um...you might not believe it, but I have a reason for doing this, so please don't pinch my cheeks, okay?"
"..."
A few drops of scalding soup splashed onto Mainkun's black pointed armor. He rubbed the greasy bits together and then sniffed them.
"Oh."
The stench of the poison was so strong it was nauseating, and a constant aura of fear emanated from my side.
"King! King!"
The head chef, unaware that his poisoning plan had been leaked, could only hunch his back in fear and tremble as he awaited his fate.
If we put in a little more effort, we could definitely squeeze out even more emotion.
Nasita suddenly reached out and patted the half-demon's leg:
"Don't do this, Vana Sma..."
"Shut up."
Interrupting the long and absurd name, Mainkun activated the Void Terminal to reconfirm the head chef's innocence.
Okay.
“Come here, clean the pigeons, burn them to ashes, bury them in the ground, and offer them as a sacrifice three times with fine grains as the price the gods will pay for your atonement.”
"!"
The head chef stared at Mainkun in shock for a long time before doing so at Nasita's prompting. After that, Mainkun did not try to eat again, and the scholars, after reporting some things in alarm, also dispersed in a hurry, leaving only the gods and tyrants behind.
"whee."
The deity swung his feet, looking very happy.
"why are you laughing."
Nasita didn't answer, she just kept laughing, and after a long while she finally turned her head towards Mainkuen:
"You specifically asked him to offer fine grains as a sacrifice to the little pigeon."
"?"
Mainkuhn, not understanding what was so funny, replied indifferently:
"Pigeons are special creatures, and it's normal for me to treat them well because I like them."
"Wow, is that so?"
"Yes, so you did something unnecessary."
Mainkuhn attacked her:
"I don't eat pigeon meat, so there's no risk of poisoning. If you're happy about saving me, then save your breath."
"Hmph~"
Even after being told that, Nasita remained happy, her toes swinging up and down in the air.
"That's wonderful, that's wonderful."
She quietly broke off the silver ornaments on the table that had been poisoned and turned black.
"You are still so two-faced."
"?"
Mainkuhn vaguely remembered that it was a derogatory term, but it didn't matter; he had more important things to do now.
"God of Wisdom, incarnation of the World Tree, I have a question for you."
The problem of being unable to access negative emotions has been resolved, and Mainkun feels an overwhelming surge of emotions within him, but this does not signify the success of the salvation plan.
"Tell me, what is the way to make a sea disappear from the world completely?"
Mainkuhn couldn't imagine where the excess seawater could be discharged.
After all, he didn't want to cause harm to people in other countries, no matter what.
Even if it evaporates, it will turn back into water and fall back into the sea, so we can only hope that this excess seawater will disappear like magic.
But who knows the corresponding method? Perhaps only the Grass God...
"I don't know."
The Grass God answered.
"...?"
Even after the injection, Mainkuhn was still a little panicked.
"Aren't you the god of wisdom? Is there any question in the world that you can't answer?"
"I am the god of wisdom, not the god of knowledge."
Nasita was used to such questions.
"The mysteries of the world are endless, and 'acknowledging the unknown' is the beginning of wisdom."
Mainkuhn couldn't understand what she was saying; he only knew—
"It's over."
He felt unwell for the first time in a long time; his heart was racing and his breathing was labored. So he calmly raised his leg and curled up on the throne.
"Who can be more learned than the god of wisdom...?"
He would have gone insane if he hadn't been injected with the medication.
Although she wasn't said to have gone mad, Nasita keenly sensed that something was wrong with the other person's emotions.
"I'm sorry, all my knowledge comes from the void over the past five hundred years."
She tapped her ear sadly, gesturing for Mainkuhn to look at the small machine beside her ear.
"Therefore, all the knowledge you can search for is all that I have."
"Where does knowledge in the void come from?"
He muttered to himself unconsciously.
"From the World Tree and from everyone's wisdom."
"...?"
Mainkuen slowly turned his head toward her.
"Aren't you the incarnation of the World Tree? Then you should know more than the Void."
"…Feel sorry."
Naxida's eyes suddenly dimmed.
"The knowledge within the World Tree is something I also need to learn, but..."
"but?"
"But no one believes in me, and the heart of God has been taken away by the sages, so I don't have the strength to reach the World Tree, and therefore I can't learn any more knowledge."
Mainkuhn: "..."
"What's wrong? Your expression is strange."
"That damned great sage."
Mainkuhn cursed expressionlessly, feeling utterly disgusted by the thought that the salvation plan was about to fail at the hands of such scum.
“Wait here for a moment. For my brother’s sake, I will whip his corpse ten thousand times.”
"Wait, let the deceased rest in peace—"
"I don't."
He actually went and fought.
Nasita followed the void, watching in horror as the scholars of the Order of the Church uploaded one grave-digging picture after another, and fell silent.
'well. '
'Now who will believe me if I say that Vana Smarana Sapna is a gentle and kind person?'
"Naxi Da".
Mainkun returned quickly, carrying with him a sense of triumphant satisfaction and a slight smell of blood.
"Don't you care about your image at all...?"
Before Nasita could complain, a green chess piece was suddenly shoved into her hand.
"Your heart of God."
"!"
Nasida was startled; the lost item, unseen for five hundred years, felt utterly unfamiliar to her.
"Wait, you're just returning it to me like this? This is the Heart of God!"
"Um."
Mainkuhn didn't see anything wrong with returning the item to its rightful owner; he was only focused on urging them to hurry.
"Let's see if we can go to the World Tree."
"no."
Nasida took a brief look.
"One is not enough; I need the power of two divine hearts."
"Yeah."
May justice forgive him. Mainkun almost immediately thought of another god he had met, Fucarus, but fortunately his bottom line was firm, and he ultimately gave up the desire to strike.
Nasita lacks power, what should she do?
Ah, power, haven't I accumulated so much within me?
“Gods, use me as a police officer uses a gun, or a scholar uses a pen.”
Mainkun forcefully shoved his claw into Nasita's other hand, while simultaneously channeling a large amount of cold demonic power within him.
"Forget my biological identity, treat me as the Heart of God and use my power. Let's go, let's set off for the World Tree."
"!"
Nasita flinched as his hand turned icy cold. Even without consciously touching it, she could clearly sense the essence of that power—the corrupt power of the human realm, the evil of chaos.
"No, you'll feel terrible!"
"It doesn't matter, let's go."
Mainkuhn's will was unbreakable. Seeing Nasita's strong reluctance, he directly threatened her:
“God loves people, even the lives of the wicked, but I am not; I hate them.”
"Set off for the World Tree, or I will slaughter the prison of Sumeru."
"You!"
This wasn't a discussion, it was an order. Mainkun went to the street, used his Void to sweep around, grabbed a bad guy, and pinned him in front of Nasita. He got what he wanted before he even had a chance to do anything.
"Alright! You scared him so much he peed his pants!"
The goddess angrily grabbed his hand, and Mainkun vaguely saw the figure of Kares in her.
It must be an illusion; how could gods and humans be similar?
His power was forcibly extracted, and in excruciating pain, he boarded a ship in a daze.
When he regained consciousness, both Nasitas were turning their heads to look at him.
Maine rubbed her eyes with her paws for a while, but couldn't get rid of any of the pus, so she could only mutter to herself.
"I've finally gone insane."
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Author's Note: This chapter includes my personal interpretation. I've read the game's story several times and still found it confusing; there might be some inconsistencies, so consider this a secondary creation.
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