I Made a Game Featuring Constellations - Chapter 35



Apostle of the Director (2)

[Nodding, acknowledging that the sacrifice that overcame sloth was indeed the apostle of courage.]

The goddess, thinking she looked cool, leaned against the wall, arms crossed, and chin resting on her hand.

-Courage… you mean that courage, one of the seven heroes?

After class, I packed my things and left the lecture hall. My luggage was just an empty bag, though.

[Confidently stating that the energy felt from the sacrifice that overcame sloth was unmistakable.]

[Assuring that there was no confusion, as the sacrifice that overcame sloth had interacted with the courage guy several times recently while playing games together.]

-Does the god of courage play my game too?

The Goddess of Sacrifice knew about the [Akashic Archive]. It was because she played our game and that’s how we met.

But for another god to do it too.

[Sacrifice Overcoming Sloth answers that the guy enjoys difficult trials, hardships, and adversity, so he likes challenges.]

[Sacrifice Overcoming Sloth chuckles, saying that yesterday he was fighting a weekly boss with only 10,000 health left, naked, and using bare fists.]

Aha

So that’s why he likes it.

Fighting a weekly boss with only 10,000 health left and no equipment.

……Was the God of Courage a masochist?

-But no matter how much of an apostle of the seven great heroes he is, isn’t it hard to get away with assaulting another god’s apostle like that?

After the ‘Then Die’ incident, the Apostle of Wisdom was carried away in a mess.

The female student who snorted and sat back down, the professor came in and the class proceeded smoothly, but I wondered if it was okay to cause an assault incident on an apostle of a god in front of so many witnesses.

The ‘courage’ that constitutes that god’s divinity… it wouldn’t be the courage to bear the judgment or responsibility for causing trouble.

[Sacrifice Overcoming Sloth says that it won’t be a problem, rather he might be very satisfied right now.]

[Sacrifice Overcoming Sloth asks how much the apostles of the God of Wisdom usually get beaten up.]

“Uh…….”

There was nothing logically wrong, but I recalled his way of speaking that felt somewhat annoying.

Considering the male student’s way of speaking, it seemed like he would get beaten up quite a lot.

[Sacrifice Overcoming Sloth says that the apostles of the God of Wisdom, including the god himself, like the violence that occurs during debates.]

[Sacrifice Overcoming Sloth adds that it’s because it’s a declaration of the opponent’s defeat and an acknowledgment of their own logic’s victory.]

-……That sounds like masochism in a different sense.

I don’t really want to get involved with either side.

Whether I like it or not, both students were our clients.

The Apostle of Wisdom praised the game’s story highly (though it wasn’t my intention),

and the Apostle of Courage bought the character merchandise from the game and held it dearly (even though it was unofficial merchandise, which I didn’t intend either).

Anyway, it’s good that our game is doing well.

It means we can rake in more money.

Especially at this point, when the initial hype is dying down and sales are decreasing.

After leaving the academy grounds, I picked up a bunch of desserts, including the macarons I had ordered the day before, from a nearby bakery.

[The Sacrifice Who Overcame Sloth swallows his saliva, saying, “Isn’t that the famous Nouvel’s macarons?”]

-Yes, that’s right. Our Constellation likes them, so I’m bringing them.

Before our game succeeded, our Constellation didn’t have a single believer and couldn’t even eat properly, starving.

Maybe it’s because his words and actions are like a child’s, but even though he’s a Constellation, he feels like a younger brother, so I wanted to take care of him even more.

So I often prepared and brought the food that our Constellation liked.

-…You can’t look at it that way. This is for our Constellation.

[The Sacrifice Who Overcame Sloth puffs his cheeks with a sullen expression.]

I mean, he already has a successful religion, so he can eat whatever he wants. Why is he like this?

The First Apostle of the Sacrifice Church is famous for his devout faith, so if you tell him to bring food, he will bring it right away.

I carried the packed food and headed to our Constellation’s shrine located on the outskirts of the academy city.

[The Sacrifice Who Overcame Sloth asks why the shrine was built in such a secluded place.]

-I also wanted to build it on the main street with the most foot traffic…

The size and location of a temple are usually directly related to the power of the god it worships.

The larger and more magnificent the temple, the more naturally respect and awe for the god grow.

Since faith in a god is directly connected to the god’s power, the constellations and their apostles generally strive to make the temples as impressive as possible.

Even the central temple dedicated to the Goddess of Sacrifice next to me is built grandly in the busiest area of the United Kingdoms.

Now that I’ve earned a lot of money, I wanted to buy land in a high place and build a temple, but the constellation stopped me.

He said he didn’t want to make a name for himself.

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As an apostle, it was hard to understand, but since it was the constellation’s command, I had no choice but to build a small temple on the outskirts.

[The Sacrifice that Overcame Sloth tilts his head, saying he doesn’t know much about running a temple because he’s always holed up in his room, but he doesn’t quite understand.]

Indeed.

Does he not intend to have any other apostles or followers besides me?

Why hide the temple in such a place?

I was about to agree with the Goddess Ren but stopped.

The constellation might see it.

Let’s not even think about badmouthing our constellation.

If he catches me…ugh.

The memory of having to soothe him after he got upset over a joke still haunts me.

I shook my head and entered the small temple deep in the forest.

“…so.”

A human voice echoed from inside.

…What is this?

No one knows the identity or location of this temple.

Even fewer know about our constellation.

Who would ever come here?

…A temple thief, perhaps.

With nowhere else to rob, they dare to steal from our constellation’s treasures! How dare they!

I wrapped the power of dreams around my arms and slowly approached the source of the sound.

The altar where offerings are made to our constellation.

It should have been simple and clean, as nothing had been placed on it yet, but it was filled with hundreds of candles. It looked like a scene of mourning.

It had only been three days since I last came, and yet it had become this disordered in that time.

I surveyed the surroundings, focusing on a figure kneeling as if in prayer.

Fortunately, there was no one else besides this one intruder.

If it’s just one person, there are no variables.

– I’ll handle it.

I slowly approached the intruder, who was muttering while crouched.

If I showed them a vision filled with the terror of dreams, I could easily subdue them.

As I got closer to the intruder, I noticed the mess they had made on the altar.

Seeing the entire scene, I couldn’t help but be shocked.

[Overcoming sloth, I ask if that is not the curator of the [Archive].]

Countless candles decorated the altar.

In the center was a black-and-white drawing of the curator of the [Archive], a character based on my past life.

As if solemnly commemorating his death.

If it had been another character, I might have been able to cope with the shock.

“…What.”

But a funeral made with my face.

I unknowingly let out a voice.

“……!”

The intruder immediately reacted to my voice and turned around.

Then he charged at me.

I unleashed my power towards the intruder.

The power of dreams enveloped the surroundings.

The world of imagery that originated from within me embraced both the intruder and me.

* * *

Central Temple of [Wisdom]

A woman in priestly robes knelt gracefully on one knee in front of a grand altar engraved with various jewels.

“Give your command.”

A heavy atmosphere flowed.

Twinkle twinkle

As the light of divinity descended, the altar began to glow.

[The lewd wisdom urges you to quickly bring ~~~.]

The woman’s glasses glided up as the divine words of the constellation echoed, filling her mind.

“Understood. Everything is according to your will.”

The mission given to the apostle was only to carry out the commands given by the god and fulfill his wishes.

Nothing more, nothing less.

Even if those commands were not to his liking.