Don't call me evil god

The application for dispatching the Crusaders was rejected by Bishop Sket of the Green Harbor branch. The more Miranda thought about it, the more uneasy she became.

The warnings sent back by the divine arts became more and more serious, and had obviously exceeded the normal level of "evil god-related items". Miranda tried to report it several times, but she didn't even see Bishop Sket's figure.

The deacon of the church told Miranda that Bishop Sket would go to the new luxurious manor of the big businessman Monger in Green Harbor to participate in a social gathering in the next few days. If there is anything, wait until he comes back.

In order to find Bishop Sket, Miranda went to the luxurious manor covering thousands of square meters in the upper city, but was stopped at the entrance by the guards hired by the big businessman Monger.

"Madam, Mr. Monger has ordered that no one is allowed to enter without an invitation before the party is over."

No matter how Miranda explained, the tall and strong level 3 guards just wouldn't let go.

The Crusaders cannot be dispatched without orders.

The red light of the divine spell warning was becoming brighter and more dazzling day by day, and Miranda was sitting uneasy in her small prayer room in the church.

The prayers to the God of Light that she used to calm her mind in the past could not make her feel at ease now.

When Miranda was training in the capital of Starosh, she knew how terrible the harm of the evil god was.

A prosperous medium-sized city-state on the eastern border of the Kingdom of Reyak failed to successfully stop the sacrifice ceremony held by the cultists, resulting in the arrival of the terrifying evil god from the void.

It was just a tentacle of the evil god's body.

When the space-tearing appeared above the city-state, it covered the sky and the sun, as if it was the end of the world;

Ordinary people would suffer extremely severe mental shock just by looking at the strange eyeballs on the tentacles;

Those with poor tolerance would become stupid even if they were lucky enough to survive;

In just a few days, the evil god turned the city-state into a dead city with an almost unstoppable posture.

Whether it was ordinary people, professionals, or the Crusaders who came to conquer, they were all polluted and transformed into irrational, dark, crawling and twisted monsters.

Miranda had seen the last desperate note left by the Crusader priest of that city-state:

"New Huili 781, June 5, the 3rd day."

"The only divine art that can still be used normally is [Detect Evil], and the warning red light is so dazzling that it is impossible to look directly at it."

"It's like some kind of ruthless mockery. We can't even be sure who is responding to this divine art."

"Other divine arts are already difficult to respond to."

"There are refugees inside the church who are constantly showing signs of transformation."

"The effect of the purification divine art is minimal. We have no choice but to use physical means... to purify them."

"My Lord, please forgive our sins!"

"..."

This desperate note is one of the few readable materials found in the dead city. The other parts are basically polluted by the breath of the evil god and are full of crazy and frantic mumbling. Just reading it will cause serious mental shock.

Because of the fall of the Dead City, the Kingdom of Reyak lost a large area of ​​land near the eastern border, and the defense line was forced to shrink back to the outskirts of the Dark Forest.

Miranda couldn't imagine what a purgatory-like scene it would be if Green Harbor failed to nip the evil god's descent ceremony in the bud.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The knock on the door interrupted Miranda's worried thoughts.

"Ms. Warren, can I come in?"

The voice sounded a little strange, but Miranda subconsciously tidied her appearance quickly according to the etiquette of the Crusaders: "Of course, please come in."

A tall and strong middle-aged man with a resolute face pushed the door and walked into the room.

Miranda was a little confused. Her social circle was very small, and she didn't seem to have any impression of this person in her memory: "Hello, are you here to pray to the God of Light? Is there anything I can help you with?"

The man's mouth curled up slightly, and he said slowly and calmly: "Ms. Warren, I think you remembered it wrong."

"I am also a member of the Green Harbor Candidate Crusader Detachment. Maybe you have been under too much pressure these days and forgot about me?"

Listening to the other party's low voice with a little unique charm, Miranda looked at the man's beautiful golden eyes in confusion.

She was in a trance for a moment.

She seemed to remember something and hurriedly said apologetically: "Sorry, sorry, maybe I remembered it wrong!"

"Yes, you are also a Candidate Crusader!"

The man gently stroked the air with his right hand.

He took out a crystal ball that was emitting a strong red light.

His face became serious: "Ms. Warren, you should have also discovered that Green Harbor is facing an increasingly serious threat from the evil gods."

Finding someone with the same idea, Miranda could no longer suppress her distress and released the pressure accumulated during this period:

"Yes!!"

"The warnings from the divine arts are becoming more serious day by day, but...but Bishop Skate has never planned to send out the Crusaders. If this continues, I'm worried that there will be big trouble!"

The man stared at Miranda: "What are your plans?"

Miranda said without hesitation.

"If Bishop Skate is still stubborn, even if I am alone, I will go to stop the threat of the evil gods!"

"Once they descend on Green Harbor, tens of thousands of lives here will be contaminated into monsters!"

"Your power alone may not be enough." The man shook his head and reminded: "You should know that if there are really cultists planning a ceremony, you can't stop it with your level as a 2nd-level Radiant Priest."

Although Miranda meets the standard in terms of firm belief, she is limited by her 2nd-level strength and failed to become a formal Crusader.

This time, Miranda hesitated for a long time, and finally seemed to have made up her mind.

"If I can find the cultists, I... I will find a way to leave evidence to convince Bishop Skate and the leader!"

"And, since you, sir, have also discovered that Green Port is facing the threat of the evil god, I believe there are other candidate Crusaders who are also aware of this. I think I can unite with them and act together!"

The man's face was calm: "Have you thought about it? Even if you may be trapped in the cultist's nest, or even become their sacrifice to the evil god?"

Although Miranda was afraid, she nodded firmly, raised her right hand, and drew a circular prayer gesture on her chest symbolizing the God of Radiance.

"Fight against evil and maintain order!"

"Walk in the world and spread light!"

"Guard the fire of civilization and raise the banner of glory!"

"My Lord will bless us!"

The man looked at Miranda deeply and sighed.

"Miss Miranda Warren, you have temporarily convinced me, I have changed my mind."

"I will try to, um... convince some candidate crusaders to help you."

"I hope your Lord will bless you as you said."

"Also, call me Bahamut."

Miranda was in a trance again, and then she bowed hurriedly in surprise:

"Thank you! Mr. Bahamut!"

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