There Was a Porter Who Would One Day Be Called a Prophet - There Was a Porter Who Would One Day Be Called a Prophet chapter 249

249 – Distortion of History

Fidgeting.

The small hands move constantly.

Sometimes I tickle the back of my hand, and other times I sweep my fingers.

I was just walking with my mouth shut and looking at the ground.

Gently.

I am smiling brightly like that now. I guess I feel relieved.

When I see a grown adult hiding behind his back and following me like a chick, a part of my heart feels tickled.

‘Now that I think about it, you said you wanted a family before.’

A saint is living with someone else. I don’t know who it is, but I’m so f*cking jealous.

Of course, it’s not my place to say that I had three people take a number and wait indefinitely.

But I think it feels really good to be hugged by that big heart as soon as you open your eyes in the morning.

I’m not comparing, but I hope people can learn from watching the saint. Why do all the kids who like me have to lift the blanket to make eye contact?

As we walked with our hands being teased, we arrived at Daesinjeon before we knew it.

Sigh.

As the number of people began to increase, I slowly loosened my grip.

“Ah…”

Then, a sigh full of regret was heard from behind.

Well, I know you want to hold on to more. Still, shouldn’t we make an effort to hide it?

You said it was a secret, but if you hold hands and show off, it’s not a secret anymore.

At that moment, the warrior ahead suddenly turned around. What. Did you get caught?

“Polaris. Where is the restaurant where the Pope is said to be waiting?”

“Ah. I’ll guide you.”

A saintess who walks quickly ahead of the warrior’s words.

What else can I say? I thought you noticed. It’s surprising people.

He swept her startled heart and took her heart.

There was an unexpected accident along the way, but how did we get here?

Now it is time to negotiate with the high authority of the Holy Kingdom.

***

“I haven’t prepared anything, but if it’s not enough, please let me know. You can eat as much as you want.”

What the Pope said was not just a courtesy.

The main dish is biscuits made with oatmeal with salt added, and a stew with moderate amounts of vegetables and meat.

Except for wine, there were only plain foods.

‘Not trying to look good is the same as playing a game.’

I’m not particularly dissatisfied with the menu. Even if the emperor had been sitting here instead of me, he would have been served the same food.

‘Originally, I was planning to use the saint’s chance here, but….’

Chuuk.

When she saw that the saint’s shoulders, which had been up and down just a moment ago, had dropped back, she felt an urgent need to revise her plan.

You were on your way after getting scolded by the Pope.

I understand that feeling. Whenever I had an accident and was called in by the teachers and scolded, I would look at the patterns carved on the floor and have time for deep reflection.

‘If this happens, I have no choice but to get through it alone.’

I didn’t even have any expectations from the party members except the saint.

The opponent is the Pope. I can say without a doubt that he is the most devout of the goddess’ minions. They probably won’t give in to pressure from foreign forces.

The original plan was to show off the saint’s charms here! The effect was amazing! I expected the same situation.

Sullen.

I also have a conscience. I have no shame in doing something like that to someone who is so helplessly gnawing.

‘Why don’t you try it? It’s not like I’ve opened my mouth to you once or twice.’

I said to myself several times that no one can follow me in this field, and then opened my mouth.

“Hmm.”

Ian begins the conversation by clearing his throat during a peaceful meal.

Poof.

Soon, hot gazes poured in on him from all directions.

Most of them were the eyes of the party members shaking anxiously. That look in your eyes as if you were going to say something again this time.

“What’s wrong, Apostle? Is it because the food doesn’t suit your taste?”

A situation where only the Pope asks with an innocent face.

Now they openly call him an apostle.

I don’t really like the title, such as the Goddess’ Action Captain, but if people misunderstand me that way, it can be seen as good news.

‘Shall we shake the Pope’s guard first?’

Before getting into the main topic, it was necessary to completely lose my mind so that I could not make a proper judgment.

Sigh.

When I lifted the glass to my nose, the pungent scent of alcohol filled my nose.

“It smells really good.”

“It is a wine harvested from vineyards cultivated by believers. It is an essential part of the diet of the Holy Kingdom, so it is served only here. It is a delicacy that cannot be easily tasted anywhere else.”

When the Pope showed interest in the local specialties, he gave detailed explanations even without being asked.

This is a good start.

“In our holy country, wine has a special meaning. It represents the stigmata of the goddess.”

“Stigmata?”

It was a fact I already knew, but I asked in a flirtatious manner as if I knew nothing.

“Yes. In the past, when there was a severe drought and people were struggling with thirst, the goddess took pity on them and appeared in front of them and inflicted wounds on her body.”

What? Hurt yourself? Isn’t that completely manhera?

‘Somehow. I should have noticed from the moment they kidnapped someone who was living a normal life. This was a completely mentally ill b*tch.’

“When the blood that flowed from there soaked the ground, it became a vast lake. The people who witnessed the grace before their eyes gathered together and built the Goddess Church, which became the holy kingdom it is today.”

“I see.”

“The lake surrounding the castle is proof of that.”

After that, all kinds of praise continued, saying that the goddess was amazing in this way and that.

“This was rude. I made a mistake in front of the Apostle as if I was being criticized. I’m sorry.”

After the heated tmi ended, he calmed down and briefly made the sign of the cross and offered an apology.

“No, it was quite fun.”

“I’m glad you think so.”

Seeing the Pope sigh in relief, he starts his mouth.

“It can be interpreted that way. That’s a really interesting perspective.”

“Yes…?”

When I chuckled and shook my head, the Pope seemed to have been stimulated by that and opened his mouth with a serious expression.

“Apostle. I hate to tell you this, but this is a scene from the sacred history that has been handed down orally in our holy country…”

“Don’t you know, even the Pope? Even if there is a drought, there is water.”

“But isn’t that water that humans can’t drink…!”

The Pope is unable to show anger openly in front of the apostles, so he timidly gets angry.

Now, the distortion of history begins.

“That’s right. The situation must have been even more serious because everyone drank that water and got sick.”

I nodded and agreed.

“But how could you say something like that…!”

“Now, calm down your excitement. I think you may have misunderstood history, so I’m just trying to correct what I heard from the goddess.”

“The goddess…?”

When the goddess was mentioned, the Pope immediately opened his eyes kindly.

Wow, it kills the effect.

“The truth is this. The tears that fell from the eyes of the goddess when she saw people suffering from drought became a lake.”

Ian reconstructs the goddess’s achievements by mixing together various myths he knows.

I wanted to say that the milk that flowed from her breast formed a lake, but I felt like I would be punished, so I made a compromise with tears.

“Then where did the stigmata come from?”

It’s a sharp question, but I guess I didn’t think about it.

When it comes to committing fraud, details are more important than anything else.

“Right after creating the lake. The Goddess was worried that people would just rely on her. If something similar happened later, they would not come forward and just pray earnestly.”

She shrugged her shoulders and continued.

“You don’t have to go far, just look at the holy country it is today. If you just pray, your wounds will heal as if they were washed, so why did medical technology develop?”

“…It was developed for those who cannot handle divine power.”

“It’s the same thing. It was only after that that humans became able to control divine power.”

The best way to hide a lie is, ironically, to bury it among the truth.

Even if you think about it, it seems like the build-up is just right, right?

While the Pope was in trouble. I used my momentum to shake my mouth.

“Back to the main topic. The goddess immediately thought of an idea, put a lake in a small glass bottle, held it out in front of them, and spoke.”

Sigh.

He held out a glass filled with wine as if reproducing the situation at the time.

“Remember this water. It will become your blood and flesh from now on.”

As the value of the name of the goddess is added to what may have actually happened, the Pope becomes more and more persuaded by his words.

“This is so… I don’t know what it is… “

Seeing as I’ve lost confidence like before, I’m almost done.

It would be a shame if performance was left out here.

Open your eyes and look closely. Because I will perform miracles from now on.

-Gulp.

I lifted the glass I was holding to my mouth and took one shot. Since ancient times, The Man is a one-shot.

But soon a warm feeling filled my throat and I felt like I was going to cough at any moment.

What the f*ck. This is wine, why is it so strong?

“Are you okay? As it is a precious occasion, I brought you the wine that I made on the day I entered the Holy Kingdom…”

When I heard that it had been at least 20 years, my eyes became dizzy.

No, why are you saying that now?

But if Gao grabs everything he can get and cries here, he will only be seen as an ugly guy.

“…It’s no big deal.”

As I was exhaling alcohol-filled breath through my nose, a stinging gaze came from somewhere.

‘… ‘You’re paying the price.’

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Aria is looking at me with eyes that seem to ask if I am such an idiot.

She should have sobered up before she became that girl.

Putting my regrets aside, I filled the empty glass with water and opened my mouth.

“Anyway, then a miracle happened.”

Ian twirled the glass and at the same time stabbed his finger with his fingernail, causing a cut.

The blood that flowed out entered the inside of the glass and began to turn the previously transparent water increasingly red.

Because the water was swirling inside the glass, it actually looked like the water was turning red on its own.

Sigh.

A clear tone rang out as she swept the rim of her glass in a natural motion, dipping her finger in and out to destroy her evidence.

“The water met its owner and turned her face red.”

The wound has already healed, and even the blood stains have been washed away, making the situation clean.

It was the so-called perfect crime.

“Oooh…!”

The Pope has suddenly lost his doubts and is looking at the blood in my hand with sparkling eyes.

And that was no different from being a saint.

“Brother, as expected…”

Before I knew it, she was holding her hands neatly together and giving me a gaze similar to that of a saint.

It’s just bullsh*t that was made with sincerity.

I continued suppressing my rising conscience.

“This is how the first holy water was born. This is probably where the stigmata came from.”

“As expected, that’s what it was….”

I see him shaking his head, so it looks like he’s organizing my words in his head.

“Everyone who saw this wanted to recreate that miracle, and in the process, it became the origin of things that are still widely used today, such as sacred power, holy water, and wine.”

In reality, things that are different from reality often happen in past history. Perhaps it will seem to him that I am correcting a configuration error.

“What we drink is not just a stigmata. It can be seen as the history of the Holy Kingdom itself, containing the goddess’s wish for people to move forward on their own.”

The sphere containing his soul, which elevated the goddess and gave it its own legitimacy, brought great enlightenment to the Pope.

“Thank you for your kind words, Apostle. I feel like my head is clear.”

The Pope bows to him with a reverent heart.

If you ask me to guarantee this, I think I will gladly do so.

I thought this was enough and decided to get to the point. I opened my mouth, suppressing the rejection rising from within.

“I, an apostle who came from the other side of the world at the call of the Almighty Goddess, have something urgent to say to you, the Pope.”

“Say your words, Apostle. I am ready to listen.”

The Pope put down his utensils, straightened his posture, and waited for me to speak.

“Actually, the goddess was very angry. That’s why I came here.”

“Oh my god, is that really true…? Why on earth did the goddess…”

I’m sorry for the Pope, but unlike before, all I’m going to talk about from now on are facts.

After I say this, something uncontrollable will probably happen.

But it would be better than losing the cow and having to fix the barn.

“That’s because there are people who blatantly worship idols in this place that should be their temple.”

Remarks predicting a large-scale purge flowed from his mouth.