I’m the Only One With a Different Genre - Chapter 135



135 – So, who is the god now?

[…It seems to be a fashion among humans after all. There’s no need to hide it. I respect, respect…individual tastes.]

The voice of the magic sword was trembling uncontrollably. After about three seconds, Lian realized that he was being treated similarly to the cross-dressing man he had seen at the research lab. He spoke in a panic.

“T-That’s not it! It’s just that…my clothes got damaged while wandering around places like dungeons!”

[Dungeons…? Did you go to such an interesting place alone!]

The dazzling aura emanating from the magic sword subsided. It was shocked by the fact that Lian had gone to an interesting place alone.

After barely managing to deal some damage and calm down the magic sword, Lian looked down at his fancy attire and thought.

“It’s fortunate that it’s nighttime. If I had done this during the day, I would have stood out too much.”

With that in mind, Lian started moving his feet to return to the village. There were occasional traces of people’s footsteps, so he was able to reach the village without difficulty.

Crackle.

When I pushed through the bushes and entered the village, the first thing I saw was the temple situated at the highest point of the town.

“I’ve come back to this place… Oh, wait. I was definitely looking for something -… Oh no! Piaaa!”

It was only then that I realized I had come to the temple in the middle of the night, searching for the missing children and Pia, only to be distracted by the dungeon. At that moment, I discovered a scene that I hadn’t seen before entering the dungeon.

“Huh!? Light inside the temple…”

Until just before descending underground, the prayer room in the temple had been dark, but now a faint light was seeping out. Without hesitation, Lian headed straight for the temple.

As I opened the half-opened door and stepped inside, I saw a familiar face. Overjoyed to see that the people I had been searching for were all gathered in one place, I smiled brightly with relief. Lian immediately walked towards Pia.

“…”

As we got closer, a scene I hadn’t seen before and a pungent smell pierced my nose.

“Hu, haa…”

“Ugh… Mom… Mommy…”

A child covered in blood lay on the floor, surrounded by three other children and Pia in a circle.

Pia, with tears staining her face, clasped her hands together in prayer. The unfamiliar child, with tears streaming endlessly, tightly held the cold hand of the fallen child.

The children who were born and raised in this cruel land did not cry. They bit their lips until blood came out and joined Pia in prayer, knowing that it was the only way to save the dying child.

In the standards of the dark fantasy world, the child had a 99% chance of dying. The remaining 1% chance was given to the dark wizard, who would turn the child into a chimera and let them survive. Looking at it this way, the probability of the child dying was 100%.

In terms of medical standards in the dark fantasy world, they couldn’t treat injuries that pierced through the body and crushed organs. So all they could do was clasp their hands together and beg for mercy from the gods.

But that was only according to the standards of the dark fantasy world.

“Huh? If I leave it like this, they’ll die, right?”

Lian looked at the soul escaping from the child’s body. Judging by how it was only halfway out, it seemed like the child wouldn’t survive for much longer. Judging from the tense atmosphere, it didn’t seem like they were deliberately abandoning the child. Without wasting a moment to exchange greetings, Lian approached the child and reached out into the empty air.

“W-Who…?”

“Wow…! Lian, hyung!”

The village child, tears streaming down his face, held onto his friend’s hand and looked up at Lian with a vacant expression.

One of the two children who were praying suddenly gasped for breath and froze, while the other desperately called out to Lian.

Deep in prayer, Pia was unaware that Lian had approached and continued to murmur her prayers. The divine power emanating from Pia naturally connected with Lian’s body. The back of Lian’s hand faintly emitted a light.

[Ah… it doesn’t hurt anymore -… Huh?]

As Lian firmly grasped the child’s soul, the child opened his eyes wide with a bewildered expression.

In his field of vision were snow-white hair like snowflakes and a dazzling golden crown that didn’t seem human. The prince-like extravagant attire from fairy tales, along with the radiant appearance that accentuated the attire, left the child in a daze.

Swoosh.

Without a word, Lian pushed the child’s soul into his own body. Then, he quickly pulled out the knife that was stuck in his abdomen. Miraculously, the wound disappeared in an instant. It was a common rule in the world of comedy that when the soul returned to its original body, wounds would vanish as if they had been washed away.

“Hot.”

The wide-eyed child looked up at the ceiling with a vacant expression.

“E… Euh…?”

“Ah…?”

“Ah… Euh…”

The children stumbled like malfunctioning machines at the miraculous event that happened in the blink of an eye. Five seconds of silence passed.

“I… I’m alive?”

“Hoo-ahhh! You idiot!”

“Euh… Euh?! What!? I-I’m really alive!”

“Nuna! Nuna! He’s alive! He’s alive!”

The children, overwhelmed with excitement, relief, and ecstasy, trembled and jumped up. It was only after the Nest organization child roughly shook Pia’s body and shouted that Pia stopped praying and opened her eyes in an instant.

“What… huh, R-R-Rian?”

Pia stood there, mouth agape, looking up at Rian, who stood like a painting. The sacred temple and the cheers of the children all felt unreal.

“Look, look! There’s light over there!”

“Tente! Are you here?”

“To Tente!”

“Daniel!”

The voices outside the temple grew louder, and the orange light drew closer.

“Oh! The villagers must have come to find the kids! What should I do?”

Rian, who had shown a miraculous feat worthy of being called a god, was now just a suspiciously handsome man holding a sinister-looking sword. If he were to summon the sword now, he would be seen as a pervert, but if he hid the sword well, his extravagant attire would stand out too much.

“U-uh, let’s get out of here first!”

Like a mouse chased by a cat, Rian quickly scanned his surroundings.

“Ah! There!”

His gaze turned towards the door leading to the old man’s room. Without looking back, he ran straight towards the door behind the table.

“R-Rian? Where are you going-“

“Tente!”

“Ahhhhh!”

Rian fled, and the villagers stormed into the temple. Seeing the silhouettes of the children and the bloodstains on the floor, they let out screams.

“M-Mommy!”

“Waaah!”

The two children ran towards their parents, bursting into tears. The parents and villagers instinctively guarded Pia, their faces filled with hostility.

“What on earth happened here!”

“No way… Was that woman a witch?”

“Unbelievable… Trying to sacrifice children!”

The unfamiliar outsider and the bloodied children. It was natural for misunderstandings to accumulate.

If the usual dark fantasy rules applied, the children, being young and deeply shocked, might not have been able to help Pia and she could have been unjustly accused as a witch and burned at the stake.

Fortunately, Pia was a believer in the comedy deity and one of the children had just survived thanks to the comedy filter. Because the energy of the comedy filter lingered strongly, the two children could act with more courage than usual.

“No!”

“Sob… I’m not… I’m not!”

The two children stepped in front of Pia, breaking free from their parents’ embrace. And just like that, the atmosphere of wanting to stab with the shovel or pitchfork they were holding immediately softened.

“What on earth happened, Ten-te?”

In the special world of comedy, when the atmosphere for a past recollection is formed, others can indirectly experience the story in great detail.

“The truth is -…”

As the child explained, the villagers listened as if they had been possessed, immersing themselves in the events they had experienced so far.

They were shocked to hear that the headmaster had already killed another child and had tried to kill them as well. They were terrified when they heard that the headmaster had chased after them with a knife. When Pia shouted for the children to run away to save themselves, everyone looked at Pia with worried eyes.

“Could it be that you were hurt then…”

“These bloodstains are not from the children, but…”

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“Unbelievable…”

Just as their misunderstandings were about to deepen, Pia immediately raised her head. Ten-te, who had been unraveling the story, raised his hand and spoke.

“This blood is my blood. When that monster of a grandfather suddenly fell down, a sword flew and… stabbed my belly.”

“W-what, what?”

“Where! Where…!”

The parents began to examine their child’s body with pale, anxious faces. Then, the child pushed them away and said,

“It’s okay now! Lian saved me!”