Chapter 68 Two Wishes, Cat Comes, Cat Snatches Cat Gets...
Fucarus was taking a peaceful nap when he was jolted awake by an ominous premonition.
"? I suddenly have a feeling that my plan to save the world is going to fail... Oh no!"
The deity opened its eyes in its consciousness and saw black, sharp claws slicing through the air, creating sparks that illuminated the familiar scales against the night sky.
Oh, what a strong kid.
Fukalos was instinctively happy.
It's truly remarkable that Fontaine has such power; I never imagined they would have a demon god-level fighter. Hopefully, the burden on Vilette and Funina will be lighter now.
"......"
Wait a minute, he attacked—the Cardinal of Decree??
Fucarus immediately went from joy to panic.
My plan of salvation, Furina's perseverance, Fontaine's hope for survival—these are the faith collectors that sustain them—
Absolutely! Nothing can happen!
After all, I no longer have the physical form to create a new one.
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Only after risking bringing the attacker into her consciousness did Fukalos belatedly feel uneasy.
"......"
Wow, this is the closest we've come to our plan being exposed.
She looked up at the giant sword that was not yet fully formed above her head.
Should we try to silence this child forever?
No, I can't bring myself to do it... Even though I know I couldn't beat him in this state.
So why attack the Cardinal of Decree and Judgment? It has to work hard to judge cases and transform legal compensation into practical results. It has been working diligently for five hundred years without a single day of rest. Why are you bullying it?
For the first time in her life, the merciful god felt a surge of anger and resentment. Fukaros looked at the boy before her with a gentle expression, but in her heart, she was just as wary and uneasy as Funinna, whose identity had just been revealed.
"I don't know how to punish you anymore."
Beneath the gentle smile lay wariness. Fukalos carefully examined his fierce vertical pupils, peculiar animal ears, and the lower half of his face, which was tightly covered. Even the trench coat couldn't hide his savage aura.
They're not to be trifled with; be careful in your dealings with them.
Fukaros cautiously spoke first.
"Of course, if you can explain it to me clearly, we can discuss the punishment."
"......"
Mainkuhn watched her in silence.
Wow, that's so arrogant.
Fucaros remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was greatly shocked.
They completely ignore me—are they that confident in their own abilities?
"......"
Mainkuhn remained silent.
Wait, why is he bending over? There aren't any stones on the ground.
"......"
What does it mean to take off your scarf and mask? These soft things can't hurt me.
"......"
It opened its mouth, and its teeth are so sharp. Is its attack method biting? That's a bit rude.
Under the wary gaze of the water god, Mainkun stared at his cold, vertical pupils, and slowly, slowly opened his mouth wide.
"vomit!"
"......?"
Even as she held the water, which she had conjured with her mental energy, and placed it into the boy's hand, Fukalos still didn't understand what was happening.
"Are you alright? Drink some water and calm down..."
Wait a minute, it seems like I'm the victim who needs comforting; Fontaine almost perished...
The cat glanced at the 'people' crowding around him:
"vomit--"
Fukaros's attention was immediately drawn back, and she considerately reached out her hand:
"Why is it getting worse? Let me pat your back."
"vomit--!"
"Why are you shaking? Oh, oh, I know, you need a hug, right? I've seen human women comfort their young like that, wow, why are you rolling your eyes—"
Wary? Vigilant? Uneasy? Anxious?
Merciful Fucarus was now powerless to feel those complex emotions.
Before his people, who were convulsing in terror, the gods could only frantically try to stop their suffering.
"I can't do anything! Please stop throwing up—"
Like the duties she performs on a daily basis.
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"Ugh, vomiting."
Maine suppressed her wildly beating heart and forced herself to calm down.
That's terrifying. What's the difference between this and looking up and seeing a green cucumber hanging above your head?
"You're all better now? Oh, that must have been tough..."
And upon closer inspection, this thing isn't even a genuine green cucumber!
"What...what are you?"
Mainkuhn pressed down on his ears, stumbled back dozens of steps from under her palm, and jumped directly onto a chair below the stage, his hair standing on end, back arched, and eyes blazing:
"Human? No... Fryna? Fryna?"
The cat's appearance is almost identical to that of someone it knows, and its scent is almost completely undetectable, causing it to panic in a way similar to the uncanny valley effect.
"No? Yes?"
When his nose and eyes clashed, Mainkuen was so frightened he almost cried.
"A ghost? You're dead?"
It hasn't been that long since we last met!
The cat, with teary eyes, criticized:
"You pretended to be a god, look, you're dead now."
"This reaction... is so different from what I expected."
Looking at the cats darting around the arena, Fukaros felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness for the first time.
"Wait, I'm not the person you know... Huh?"
In the chaos, she grasped the key points:
"You know that Funinna isn't a water goddess?"
Ah, of course, although everyone says she is a god, how could a god allow herself to be overwhelmed by fear and anxiety? Only powerless humans would suffer so much... Huh?
In the chaos, the half-demon managed to grasp the key points.
Everyone says Furnessa is a god, but she isn't, so the real god is...
"You are the water god."
Mainkuen looked intently at that familiar face.
"Oh, you can't say that. Funina is actually... well, just understand it that way."
Not wanting to, and unable to, tell anyone about the plan, Fukaros could only accept this guess and feign anger.
"Since you know I am a god, then you'd better behave and obey me!"
This child is so timid, he gets so nervous he throws up when he sees me. I think he'll be very well-behaved if I scare him a little.
Fukaros confidently put her hands on her hips:
"Quickly! Tell me honestly why you did something bad?"
"It is a god."
The half-demon suddenly calmed down, put his hands and feet off the back of the chair, and stood back on the ground gracefully, as if he hadn't been vomiting so violently before.
"Then there's even less to be afraid of."
"???"
Fucarus could not understand his own ears:
"You've gone against me! I am a god, a powerful god with a world limit of seven!"
"It's alright, I don't believe in the God of Justice anyway."
The boy showed no fear in response to Invocaros's explanation; instead, he leaped onto the stage with even greater bravado, deliberately approaching the deity—
He hadn't experienced a day without fear and anxiety in human form for a long time, so his movements were inevitably filled with excitement and agitation.
"Generally speaking, finding a true god would bring a reward, right? I have a wish to ask of you—no, two wishes!"
"......"
Making a wish, though it may seem a bit greedy, is a normal procedure; the gods are indeed the ones responsible for giving.
With his aura fully unleashed, the boy, who openly revealed his thin tongue and sharp teeth as he spoke, exuded a strange, inhuman aura. Even after witnessing the boy vomiting and convulsing, the gods could not help but adopt the most solemn attitude to remind him.
"You have the right to ask, and I have the right to refuse. Those who are greedy and reckless will end up empty-handed. Please remember the limits."
What will this kid ask me for? Wealth? Power? Health? Hmm, after guarding the divine throne for five hundred years, this is the first time I've experienced fulfilling a believer's wish. How rare! I guess this is my only chance in this lifetime, so I'll happily use some divine power to try and grant his wish!
...He seemed to say that he was not my believer.
Then I'll just sadly fulfill his request, since it's just a one-time experience anyway!
"The first thing is—"
Under Fucaros's slightly expectant gaze, the half-demon's canine teeth chattered, and he spoke fluently:
"Oh God of justice, please lift the ban on the death penalty."
"Then in the judgment that I shall have, this most severe punishment shall be imposed upon me."
...
Oh, oh, I thought it was some difficult request, but it turns out it's just about finding something for the people of Fontainebleau and for himself...
Fukaros, who was drawing upon divine power: "?"
court death?
"Is it not permissible? To instruct the Creator who decides the Cardinals?"
The boy in front of me had a completely calm expression, as if I had simply made a normal request:
"Let's modify this machine. It's a 500-year-old antique, and I'd feel a little bad if it got smashed."
Is this a threat, or the truth?
Fukalos looked at the boy with bright vertical pupils in front of him with a slightly complicated expression.
I suddenly miss the way you used to vomit.
"Can I—"
The cat excitedly shook its ears.
"......"
Of course not! I am a demon god of justice, and also a demon god of love. How many demon gods have you ever seen who would harm their own people? (The Demon God Wars don't count...)
"Okay, tell me your second wish first."
The merciful Fucarus smiled and glossed over the topic.
"Hey—"
The cat was unhappy, but the cat obeyed.
"Okay, then my second wish is—"
The first wish is definitely not going to come true, let's see if the second wish can make up for it.
Fukalos listened intently, holding his breath.
"Furina, can you please stop making Furina act as your god?"
Familiar names, beloved names, rolled out between the thin tongues of beasts.
“She is anxious and tense every day, and I know what that feels like.”
Mainkuhn clasped his hands together and awkwardly prayed to the gods:
“Look, here, I can relax for a moment, but she can’t. It’s too tragic. You can’t be so cruel to her.”
"Or, a two-day holiday would be fine too."
"......"
With a slight downward curve to her lips, Fukaros had lost count of how many times tonight she had fallen silent because of this young attacker.
"Is it alright, God?"
Fukaros politely declined the offer from the unusually-looking mixed-race child.
"I will allow you to make a third and a fourth wish."
"What?"
Mainkuhn didn't catch her hint:
"I appreciate your generosity, but I don't want anything else."
“You may seek the power of water from me, and your lips will never suffer from thirst.”
Fucarus reminded him:
"The desert can spring up living water because of you, and the rock can open its springs because of you."
Mainkuhn shook his head, indicating he didn't really want it.
"You can also seek wealth and treasure from me; the ruins of the deep sea are filled with countless gold and jewels."
"No, no."
She had only given a few examples when the half-demon became impatient.
"What would I do with those things? I'll be sentenced to death sooner or later anyway."
"......I do not understand."
Fucarus truly didn't understand:
"As the first person in five hundred years to see my face, is death all you seek for yourself? Why?"
"Gods also have a thirst for knowledge? I thought you were already used to everything in the human world."
After making a non-malicious remark, Mainkun spoke frankly.
"Because I don't know where this long life should end."
"What?"
"Do I have to explain this so clearly? You should be glad you're not human, otherwise I wouldn't say a word to you."
With a deep sigh, Mainkuen compromised for the sake of his own wishes:
"In this world, there are humans, monsters, and Merusin. Each race has its own way of living, and each race has similar appearances. If one race wants to live with another race, it must make many, many sacrifices."
"I know that."
Fucarus nodded slightly in agreement:
"The path that the Melosens take to live in the human world is filled with grievances and the pain of being misunderstood... But you are a... Ah."
At Fukalos's soft call, Mainkun calmly bit his sharp claws.
"Yes, I am a mixed race, a mixed race that can live a long time, a mixed race without race or kind."
"Melushin can return to the seabed if she doesn't want to live in the human world anymore. Immortals and monsters can return to the mountains and forests, but I can't. I have no place to return to or a home. I can only wander in the human world."
"But me, well, how should I put it, I bring nothing but trouble. If I stay in Fontaine for a few more years, there will definitely be a day when everyone hates me, just like those despised abyssal beasts."
Maine shook his head and sighed. Once he was free from the clutches of fear, his personality was no different from that of an ordinary teenager.
"I don't want that, I'm afraid of that."
"I want to die before that day comes."
"Can you grant my wish, God?"
"......"
"No."
Fukalos did not hesitate.
"I will not grant either of my two wishes."
Fukalos was very frank:
"One is that I can't, and the other is that I'm unwilling."
"Yeah."
Mainkuhn didn't ask which was impossible and which was unwilling; he simply turned cold quickly.
"I knew things wouldn't go so smoothly; good luck has never been on my side."
I'm sorry.
Fucarus sighed:
"If you have other wishes...!"
Snap—
A blue dagger suddenly appeared at Fucarus's neck, its color matching the greatsword above the god's head.
"Then I'll have to stick to the original plan."
Wild beasts don't have the habit of making wishes. They eat meat with their claws and teeth, and even someone as clever as Fucarus could hardly predict a cat's actions.
"Destroy the Cardinal of Decree and grant my first wish."
Mainkuhn, with his usually inflexible mind, came up with the wildest solution.
"Then... if you don't give Furina a break, I'll kill you."
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Author's note: It's so unusual to see Mainkuhn suddenly talking so much.
However, he fell silent again when he saw the person.
Happy Children's Day, friends! Although it's almost over. [Sunglasses]
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