I Made a Game Featuring Constellations - Chapter 20



The Tale of Wickedness

“Are you both alright?”

Releasing the power of the dream, I ran to the two gods who had collapsed.

They had been valuable investors from the beginning, and seeing them risk their lives to keep my secret made me even more worried.

“Can you help me up?”

I grabbed the arm of the mage engineer and helped him up.

“Are you alright?”

“It’s alright. Thanks to you, the core wasn’t damaged.”

The magitech engineer stroked his chest.

“A god has a core that establishes their identity through divinity. As long as this core is intact, a god can recover no matter how injured they are.”

“Ah… I see.”

Well, it makes sense for a god to have self-healing abilities.

More than that, it felt awkward to have a direct conversation with the magitech engineer, who had shed his anger, as if he were an ordinary human.

“Thank you for saving me. The divine core was almost shattered.”

“No, it was because of me.”

“If I hadn’t asked you for that favor, you wouldn’t have become a target of the demon. I’m sorry.”

“Oh, no! We both wanted to do it! I also needed a constellation to be the subject of my story, so I recruited you.”

“…Is that so? Thank you for thinking that way.”

The magitech engineer, who was restoring himself with his mechanical arm moving automatically, asked.

“By the way, how did you come to this divine realm? Did you achieve divinity?”

“What? Oh, no! Of course not. I projected my spirit here through the power of my constellation.”

“Power? …I see. I feel the power of dreams. So, you are still human?”

“Yes.”

“That’s strange.”

“…What?”

“Do you know why constellations, when conveying their will to beings on earth, don’t speak plainly but use forms like [~~~ does ~~~]?”

“Uh… I don’t know.”

“That’s because the rank of the constellation is too high. If you have a direct conversation, the brain of a mortal could burn out.”

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“……What?”

“But you seem fine. It’s strange. Even the highest-ranking humans would struggle.”

“……”

Is it because I can recognize the constellation and read its thoughts through the terminal?

I stopped myself from telling him this.

It’s better not to mention the uncomfortable fact that I can read thoughts.

“Sniff.”

Goddess Ren put a finger to one nostril and blew out the blood that had pooled inside.

“Thank you, Apostle of Dreams.”

She was also covered in blood, but her wounds healed quickly, perhaps due to her self-healing abilities.

It was when she approached us and leaned nearby.

“Sacrifice. You are surprisingly weak.”

Goddess Ren’s eyebrows twitched.

“What nonsense are you spouting?”

“Unlike me, a scholar, you are a warrior knight. I had high hopes for you as one of the seven great heroes, but you couldn’t even stand up to the demon god.”

“……That’s because the opponent was too strong. Didn’t you also get knocked out by a single magic bullet!”

“Well, I’m a magic engineer. If it had been in my domain with all my equipment, I wouldn’t have been defeated so easily. But you were defeated in your own domain, weren’t you?”

“Th-that…!”

Ren’s lips trembled.

Tears welled up in her eyes, perhaps out of sheer frustration.

She wanted to argue back, but there seemed to be nothing to say.

‘It’s frustrating, but it’s true. But still, it’s frustrating.’ Wasn’t that the feeling?

“Please don’t be too harsh. Ren has been consumed by [laziness] for a while, so he hasn’t been able to train properly. Once he regains his senses through training, his skills will return to their prime. Right, Ren?”

“You…!”

Suddenly,

Ren rushed towards me and hugged me.

“You’re the only one!”

Bweep

Having been struck down by the demon, recognizing his own weakness, and then being confirmed once again by the magitech engineer, it must have been incredibly hard to bear.

I patted her back gently.

“I too… if I pick up the sword and train again, I can cut down that level of demon! I am the sacrifice that overcame laziness!”

Was she always this childlike?

Seeing her childlike demeanor, despite her cool older sister-like appearance, I thought it would be a big deal if her followers saw this scene.

More than that, why is this magitech engineer suddenly slandering his own ally?

Ding

At that moment, a message came through the terminal from the magitech engineer.

[The magitech engineer, having cast off anger, writes with his finger, ‘Can you tell me what happened inside with the demon?’]

[The magitech engineer, having cast off anger, writes with his finger, ‘Indicate yes by extending one finger from a clenched fist, and no by extending two fingers.’]

!!!

Only then did I understand why the magitech engineer had deliberately provoked the goddess Ren.

The demon god had implanted a part of her power in me, saying she would watch over me.

She was probably monitoring our conversation right now.

I extended one finger.

The magitech engineer smiled with satisfaction.

Even though I hadn’t mentioned what had happened inside, he immediately understood and managed to avoid the demon god’s surveillance by secretly using the divine language of the constellations.

He had even exploited the demon god’s extreme arrogance, confident in her own greatness.

Could he truly be one of the greatest geniuses in human history?

[The magitech engineer, having cast off his anger, wrote with his finger, ‘Did the demon god order someone to be resurrected for her?’]

I extended one finger again.

Pretending to scratch my thigh with my index finger, I wrote ‘former demon king.’

Even though it was impossible to recognize the writing with just my finger, the divine eye should be able to read it immediately. Given the current situation where the demon god’s eye was sold to the goddess Ren, it was very appropriate.

The magitech engineer’s eyes widened slightly as he watched the tip of my finger.

He nodded as if he finally understood.

[The magitech engineer, having cast off his anger, wrote with his finger, ‘Then did you say you would create an episode for her?’]

I extended one index finger.

Then I placed my finger back on my thigh.

‘If we finish this task, we can imprison the demon god.’

The magitech engineer’s eyes sparkled.

[The magitech engineer, having cast off his anger, wrote with his finger, ‘I believe in the benefactor because of what they have done for us.’]

The magitech engineer, having cast off his anger, wrote with his finger, “But if things go wrong, the demon will target you.”

The magitech engineer, having cast off his anger, wrote with his finger, “It could be very dangerous.”

I wrote again on my thigh.

“It’s okay. If the episode is completed, the demon won’t be able to come out.”

The magitech engineer looked at me with worried eyes.

“You possess a specialness that surpasses even the constellations. However, the constellations are those who have transcended their limits and reached divinity. They also hide trump cards that others can’t even imagine. It would be wise to be cautious.”

He was genuinely worried about me.

A genius so great that he would be remembered in human history, and a god representing magitech, was worried about me.

I didn’t feel bad about it.

Above all, in a situation where I was mentally exhausted from dealing with the wounds inflicted by the demon, his calmness in quickly grasping the situation and diverting the demon’s attention to ask me questions was astonishing.

“Ha. There’s no need to state the obvious. This child is more outstanding than you.”

The goddess Ren glared at the magitech engineer and embraced me.

Her soft, fluffy chest enveloped my face warmly.

“You brainy nerd.”

At first, I thought she was just pretending to be angry and playing WWE with the magitech engineer…

But it seems she was serious.

“Baa-.”

“…A child?”

The magitech engineer clicked his tongue in disbelief at Ren, who stuck out her tongue, thinking she was being insultingly playful.

* * *

[The storyteller in the dream screams, asking if I know how anxious they were.]

“Hahaha. I’m sorry, Your Eminence. The situation was too urgent, I had no choice.”

Aren’t investors like brothers who walk shoulder to shoulder with us?

How could I just stand by when such investors were in danger?

[The storyteller in the dream says, “Really?” and makes a face they think looks fierce.]

“The demon has something they want from me, so they won’t harm me.”

[The storyteller in the dream stomps their foot as hard as they can, asking what they would do if they lost their only apostle, but all that comes out is a thumping sound.]

“I won’t do such dangerous things again. But this time, I was sure the demon wouldn’t harm me. I know my life is at risk too.”

Barely calming Your Eminence with a promise to offer sweet desserts next time, I activated developer mode and created a new episode.

This story is about the demon’s past.

Her master, the former Demon King, will be the protagonist of the episode.

Stories of masters who cherish their disciples are common in this world.

But…

What about a story where a master, to protect their beloved disciple, pretends to be evil, acts like a butcher, hides the truth on purpose, and gets assassinated?

Such stories are common on Earth, but not here.

Let’s tell another story of false evil.

My vision unfolded through the power of dreams.