Becoming The Top Moderator Of The Otherworld Board - Chapter 180



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The church bell rang clearly.

6 p.m. It’s a time for prayer, but some people also call it dinner time.

The church walls were stained with sunset and the air became chilly.

The chapel is deserted, with fewer people moving around busily.

Even though the room was dark, there was still one person left there.

He had pure white hair like a snow field in midwinter.

The girl, who still looked young, was quietly praying with her head buried in her hands.

“Kaira?”

A woman dressed in a nun’s habit cautiously called her name, but there was no answer.

Clearly, that child is Kaira.

She remained silent and prayed.

It was as if the world had stopped, and Kairah didn’t move a single hair.

I wonder if he sleeps with his forehead resting on his clasped hands.

Although it didn’t move enough to be suspicious, a reply came back belatedly.

“Nun.”

As usual, it’s dry, but the voice is slightly lower.

Kyra’s voice filled the chapel.

“I… want to be alone.”

“That can’t be. Well, it’s dinner time.”

“…Ah. It’s already like that.”

After looking out the window for a moment, Kaira returned to her original posture.

The nun who was watching the scene let out a small sigh.

Kaira is the type of person who rarely shows her emotions.

But it’s sad that this feeling of being upset is expressed outwardly.

Because it is evidence that you are in a lot of mental pain.

She carefully sat down next to Kaira.

I planned to wait until Kaira felt better.

I’ll forgive you if you skip dinner today.

Don’t scold them even if their bedtime is a little late.

I was willing to turn a blind eye to even the slightest deviation.

“Nun.”

“Yes, Kaira.”

“Why did you give me this power?”

This is a question from Kaira, who was chosen to become a warrior yesterday.

The woman was breathless and momentarily speechless.

Why did you give me this power? That’s… .

The question is short, but its weight is infinitely heavy.

The woman forced her lips apart.

“I think he gave it to Kairah because he especially likes Kairah. If it were me, I would have given it to Kairah too. Kairah is a kind and pretty child.”

“….”

Was that a pretty good answer?

Or is it an answer you don’t like? Which is it?

Kai’s lips pout at the nun’s answer.

“Just because you think it’s pretty….”

“Then wouldn’t it be very pretty?”

“Is that so?”

To say that it is the power given by saying that it is pretty… .

Isn’t it too big and too heavy a burden?

It is not an ordinary power. It is not the kind of power that can be just given and passed over.

Isn’t this the only warrior that appears on the continent?

The power to become something that only appears in stories.

It is not a power that can be explained by being pretty.

Even Kai lowered his gaze, knowing that fact well.

“….”

I knew that what the nun was saying was a kind of comfort.

Now that I have this power, I want to ease the burden.

Because the nuns are always kind and warm.

Trying to free you from your suffering.

But when you think of the power you hold in your hands… .

Kaira’s chest felt tight and suffocated.

“I… don’t fit in with warriors.”

There is no sense of mission to protect the world.

It’s not like I have any sense of responsibility.

I don’t want to be good at swinging a sword.

There was no desire to become stronger.

If the power of a warrior is what makes anyone a hero.

It doesn’t have to be me, right?

“Is that so? I think it suits Kaira well.”

“It’s not a power that someone like me can possess. What if I misuse this power as I please?”

To Kaira’s worried answer.

The nun smiled happily.

“In my opinion, Kai is more than qualified.”

“Enough… qualifications…?”

“Knowing how to worry means thinking of others first. Knowing how to be careful means recognizing the danger.”

Despite the nun’s kind smile, Kaira’s suffering did not go away.

Because he wasn’t that kind of person.

The surrounding scenery has changed.

Instead of sweeping the church with a broom, Kai took up a sword.

Instead of singing hymns and welcoming the people who came to worship, he took deep breaths and slashed at the approaching monsters.

Cut and cut again.

When mana runs out, the body greedily absorbs the mana around it.

Even though my muscles were torn and I was so tired I could barely sleep, I recovered.

There was no hesitation in swinging the sword.

I have become adept at analyzing my opponent’s weaknesses.

Became sensitive to the flow and changes of mana.

The strength of the warrior does not make one strong in an instant, but rather enables rapid growth.

Frequent combat.

Lots of risks.

Rapid growth.

Fighting whatever comes your way.

Overcoming death by a narrow margin.

Gained great power.

It didn’t take long for her to earn the title of warrior.

Well, that’s because he was a warrior.

The power to turn even a mere punk into a legendary superhuman.

It was a force that transformed even the orphans of the church into warriors who would protect the continent… .

It didn’t take long for Kaira to become a warrior.

She became a warrior and did what she had to do.

Manage the demons sealed throughout most of the continent.

Demons released from seals were killed or sealed again.

That’s how world peace was created.

Nothing will happen for the next few years.

After completing all of her tasks perfectly, Kai settled down in a remote countryside in the kingdom of Osen.

What should I do now?

After finishing her homework, Kai wondered what to do.

She doesn’t have any special hobbies.

No one is telling me to do anything, and I’m not short on money.

I have a home to return to… but I didn’t go there on purpose.

I once received a letter saying that the church where the warrior was born was in chaos due to scammers and strange rumors.

Perhaps, if the warrior actually appeared, the church would be in trouble.

Kai spent her time in a daze at her lodgings.

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At some point, I stopped swinging my sword.

Wasn’t it because you weren’t interested in swords to begin with? Because you’ve already become strong enough? Because you’ve reached a point where you become stronger just by breathing?

No, maybe it’s because I’m tired.

Time passed without me swinging my sword like that.

During that time, I developed a small hobby.

It was a hobby to consistently post articles to the gallery.

A post seeking a party of warriors.

It was half serious and half joking.

I sometimes imagine someone coming to me and asking me to throw a party.

I used to imagine myself forming a real party and fighting like warriors.

But no one seemed genuinely interested in the warrior party.

Likewise, no one was interested in the warrior.

Just to kill time.

The warrior, like them, is just killing time.

When you’re just killing time like that.

“…Oh.”

I met a strange person at the gallery.

He was a strange man who wanted to protect the gallery for the peace of the continent.

There was also someone who was seriously interested in the warrior party.

It was the first time.

At that moment, Kaira opened her eyes.

“…Your Majesty.”

Kaira’s heart sank at the fact that she had opened her eyes.

You fell asleep…? When?

You didn’t even realize that your eyes were closed.

I looked where the sleeping bag was, but there was no one there.

There is no sign of life around either.

Even if you try to disperse your mana to get a sense of your surroundings, it easily becomes distracting.

“This space….”

Intentionally obstructing the creation of a realm with mana.

The concentration and flow of mana is too strong for an E-class dungeon.

It wasn’t like this when I first entered the dungeon.

When did you start? Before you go to sleep? After you go to sleep?

The warrior, who was looking around, discovered something that had fallen at his feet.

It was paper. She slowly read the badly written words.

“This is a maze.

Don’t bother trying to find it.

You could die if you get buried in a pile of garbage.

There is nothing I can do

Just wait and see the results.』

Watch the results? What results…?

At the same time, the gallery window covered Kaira’s eyes.

I haven’t opened the gallery yet.

The gallery window was forcibly opened, causing noise.

***

“Hmm.”

I had a dream too.

A dream featuring Serendia, Arcella, Beatrice, Kyra, and Eris, all of whom have SSS-class breasts.

Master Chest, the absolute best! Master Chest!

Whose breasts are the prettiest and most resilient?

Just as I was about to start evaluating each person one by one.

Snap. Snap.

Juttak’s eyes widened as someone slapped him in the face.

“Okay!”

“Please get up.”

“Oh… It’s already been two hours…?”

Two hours really fly.

I guess time passes quickly when you’re napping.

Professor Einstein’s theory of relativity was always right.

Just like time passes slowly in the military, time passes quickly in a nap.

After all, time flows relatively!

I briefly admired Professor Einstein’s genius.

“who are you.”

Jootak stared intently at the face of the person standing in front of him.

No matter how I look at it, it’s our first meeting.

To call it a familiar face… there was no way I wouldn’t remember this face.

Candy-orange hair, slitted eyes, dull dark circles, and shark-like sharp teeth.

A face that has all the individuality and personality engraved into it. It is impossible not to remember this face.

No, is it because your chest is small that you can’t remember?

While I was wondering if it was a long story, the other person spoke first.

“I didn’t want to do that either.”

“What? No, shit. What, why are you tied up?”

“That’s right.”

“No!!!!! No!!!!!!!! This is my first time! Rather than this kind of extreme play, I want something soft…!”

“That’s not it.”

“Please don’t take out the saw or knife. The genre will change!!!!!!”

“That’s not it either….”

“?”

He looked at Jutak with pitiful eyes.

Then what the heck? Why are you tying it up?

Where is this and who is that person? Judging from the small chest, that person is a bad person.

The gallery window was forced open along with numerous questions from the audience.

“hmm.”

What the heck. Why is this opening?

Sometimes when I want to see the chest, it opens.

The gallery window in front of my eyes changed and led me to a different place.

Gallery videos.

There, a broadcast was held and the appearance of the main character was streamed.

“to.”

【҉질҉̵҉̔҉̎҉̍҉̓҉͑҉̚҉̽҉̐҉̇҉̦҉͓҉̯҉͕҉͉҉̤҉̪҉͉҉̰҉서҉̸҉̿҉́҉͛҉̅҉͗҉̀҉̍҉̄҉̾҉͒҉̎҉̤҉̞҉̳҉̞҉͎҉͙҉̦҉̪҉͈҉ͅ҉͖҉̯҉̬҉ starts the live broadcast.】

“I didn’t turn on the broadcast?”

【Use Gallery Points】

【҉질҉̵҉̔҉̎҉̍҉̓҉͑҉̚҉̽҉̐҉̇҉̦҉͓҉̯҉͕҉͉҉̤҉̪҉͉҉̰҉서҉̸҉̿҉́҉͛҉̅҉͗҉̀҉̍҉̄҉̾҉͒҉̎҉̤҉̞҉̳҉̞҉͎҉͙҉̦҉̪҉͈҉ͅ҉͖҉̯҉̬҉ temporarily unlocks the gallery function.】

【҉질҉̵҉̔҉̎҉̍҉̓҉͑҉̚҉̽҉̐҉̇҉̦҉͓҉̯҉͕҉͉҉̤҉̪҉͉҉̰҉서҉̸҉̿҉́҉͛҉̅҉͗҉̀҉̍҉̄҉̾҉͒҉̎҉̤҉̞҉̳҉̞҉͎҉͙҉̦҉̪҉͈҉ͅ҉͖҉̯҉̬҉ announces the broadcast of 주딱 in the gallery.】

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Why is this happening so randomly?

Newly seen features are unlocked and opened randomly.

And that too while arbitrarily spending the points that had been accumulated until now!

“no!!!!!!!!”

I’ve been working so hard to run the gallery to collect those!

Despite Jutak’s desperate cries, new windows continued to appear.

【҉질҉̵҉̔҉̎҉̍҉̓҉͑҉̚҉̽҉̐҉̇҉̦҉͓҉̯҉͕҉͉҉̤҉̪҉͉҉̰҉서҉̸҉̿҉́҉͛҉̅҉͗҉̀҉̍҉̄҉̾҉͒҉̎҉̤҉̞҉̳҉̞҉͎҉͙҉̦҉̪҉͈҉ͅ҉͖҉̯҉̬҉ temporarily unlocks the gallery function.】

【Gallery Special – Gallery Voting】

【The results of the gallery vote will definitely come true.】

“to?”

Gallery voting? Will the results of the votes be realized?

Finally, a phrase came to mind.

【The theme of the gallery vote has been selected.】

【Do you want to impeach the gallery manager?】

─Agree: 289 votes

─Against: 91 votes

The popularity vote has begun.

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