The Devil Who Grants Wishes - Chapter 191



191 – Faith (9)

“Hurray!! Hurray!!”

“Tyranny is over!!”

“We will no longer be ruled by an immoral emperor!!”

“What is all this…?”

Meanwhile, the group of warriors who sneaked in are unable to follow the flow of the story.

Until just now, they acted as if they were going to end each other’s lives with blood, but that’s not the case now.

In the midst of the fervor that instantly changed into an atmosphere reminiscent of a large-scale praise in a church, the hero party, including Lucia, looked confused and looked left and right.

“…Well, I guess things ended well?”

“No matter how much I thought about it, it wasn’t an atmosphere that could end well.”

“That’s true, but… When you look at this, that’s the only thing you can think about?”

“Uh… Um… I see.”

Lucia answers Celestine’s question, and Celestine answers Lucia’s answer again.

Based on the common sense of a warrior party, it is completely incomprehensible that the atmosphere could change so drastically.

How many people actually died and didn’t you see blood? From the experience of the warrior party, the people who saw blood only became more extreme as time passed, but the atmosphere never eased up.

But as the unthinkable actually happened right before their eyes, the warrior party could only tilt their heads and wonder.

“Long live Faust!!”

“Hurrah!!”

“Long live Lucia!!”

Soon, the people of the empire began chanting the names of Faust and Lucia.

The people of the Empire who were directly affected by Serapia’s brainwashing completely lost their faith in Serapia, and their lost faith was replaced by their faith in Faust, so the people of the Empire are currently the world’s second-highest believer in Faust after the demons. I have strong faith.

Perhaps because of this, the people of the empire have no doubt that Faust did all of this. No, it’s not at the level of belief, it’s really close to the truth.

In fact, it is true that the priests of Faust were closely involved in this riot.

Even if they were involved, it was just that they neglected the social atmosphere that was about to lead to a riot without preventing it, but the fact that the priests turned a blind eye to such actions was enough to make the people of the empire like them.

“Lucia…?”

“Huh?”

“What are they talking about now?”

And the cheers of the imperial people come as a shock to the warrior party.

Even so, Faust is also worshiped by Lucia, which is completely unexpected.

The warrior party each turned their heads to look at Lucia in confusion, and Lucia, who received their gaze, was also very embarrassed, shaking her head left and right as if she were equally embarrassed.

“Why me all of a sudden… Wait a minute.”

Lucia, unable to fix her gaze and wandering around in the air, soon discovers a lot of strange things.

Because Flora and Nero are unable to make eye contact with him. He is rolling his eyes here and there and desperately avoiding eye contact.

That means those two know something about this fact.

Lucia, who had been at a loss and didn’t know what to do just now, looked at Flora and Nero with a cold and subtle smile on her lips.

“That…”

“We…”

“…”

Even without saying anything more, Lucia can easily infer what happened.

Lucia, her smile gone in an instant, stares at Flora and Nero with her mouth closed, and the two just sweat and sweat without being able to open her mouth.

“Once this goes away-“

“Ah, vast grace!!”

“–…?”

At that moment, someone appears from the balcony of the castle and shouts.

That balcony must have been used by the emperor to give speeches to the people of the empire, but on that balcony stands a mysterious old man who is not the emperor.

Despite this noisy situation, it is clear that the sound must be extremely loud for everyone to hear, but strangely, there is no such sensation at all.

No matter how noisy the surroundings are, if you keep your mouth shut and speak, you can hear your own voice. That old man’s voice is also similar to that.

The imperial people who had been holding a praise festival just now turn their heads to look at the balcony, and the warrior party also turns their heads to look at the old man who is using strange magic.

“What, it’s Pierre.”

“It’s really amazing that you knew how to use magic like that. When I have time later, I’ll catch it and ask you about it.”

And that old man is Pierre, who is very familiar to the warrior party.

Looking at Pierre, who has an old face but is still full of life, the warrior party and Faust’s family are truly in awe. Of course, the amount of awe is infinitely small.

“The emperor is dead. The emperor who went against the cause, persecuted the people, and practiced tyranny is dead!”

“Waaa!!”

“There is no master in the current empire. However, there must be a head of the country. So I, no, we came to a conclusion. We will dedicate this country to Faust!!”

“Waaa!! Long live Faust!!”

However, that small feeling of awe grows every day the more I listen to Pierre.

Offering this empire to Faust, there is no one here who would not be impressed by such a thing.

The work of making Faust the only god in the first place was also done by Faust himself, who had the intention of rejecting it, so he did not show it, but in fact, it was the warrior party and family members who were very sympathized with it. There’s no way I wouldn’t like it.

“Then what happens next?”

“Does Faust rule this country directly?”

“Waaa!! Long live!! Long live!!”

And the extremely enthusiastic atmosphere prevented the people of the empire from thinking properly.

As everyone is happy, screaming, and going crazy, the cool-headed way of thinking that humans have is disappearing, and all that remains is the maddening feeling of riding on the crowd’s atmosphere and endlessly affirming.

“From now on, the name of the Aquileia Empire will be changed to the Holy Empire, and at the same time, the administration of state affairs will be led by the first-class priests and archdiocese entrusted by Faust!!”

“Waaah!! Long live the Holy Empire!! Long live!!”

Even though their expectations were completely wrong, the enthusiastic atmosphere made the crowd feel no regrets.

Everyone just cheers endlessly, and Pierre, who is extremely accustomed to controlling such atmospheres, controls the crowd with his skillful gestures and tone of voice.

“From now on, this Holy Empire will be filled with nothing but abundance! All of this will have the blessings of Master Faust and his apostle and true confidant, Lucia!”

“No wait, what are you saying-“

“Waaa!!!”

The warrior party’s doubts are buried by the cheers of the imperial people.

How can you say so openly that Lucia is Faust’s companion?

Lucia feels embarrassed about calling herself an apostle, and the other warriors in the party have extreme hostility towards Pierre, who called Lucia her confidant. It was to the point where it felt like a lie that she had had a crush on Pierre, who had just given up the empire to her.

“…”

The warrior party is speechless.

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Leaving Lucia looking around with her head with her face red, the warrior party makes their way through the dense crowd and heads to the imperial palace where Pierre is. Although no words were spoken during the process, the warrior party reached a common conclusion as if they had discussed in depth for several hours.

First, I decided to take a few shots at Pierre and then correct any misconceptions.

Of course, the correct facts that everyone thinks are different, but no one is pointing out that right now.

It’s just a tacit agreement to resolve the difficulties that need to be dealt with first.

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“Faust, I did as you commanded.”

Pierre, who came out from the balcony, bowed his head towards me and expressed his reverence.

Wow, as expected, this guy’s speaking skills are good. I guess I had a lot of influence over the believers during my days as a field priest.

“…I didn’t give you any orders. I just changed your name and let you do whatever you wanted.”

First of all… Should we be happy that we have stopped the ridiculous name of the Holy Faustian Empire…?

I told him to just call it the Holy Empire instead of using a name like that, but Pierre, who up until now had only listened to what I said, showed a rare disapproval and showed his intention to refuse.

As I continued to pressure, the new name of the Aquileian Empire was eventually given to the Holy Empire, but Pierre still seemed very confused.

No, why on earth are you trying to put my name in the name of the country?

“What do you plan to do, Emperor?”

“Well… Since he died due to my mistake, I think I should revive him and let him live a normal life. He is a group of people who would be good to have his memories manipulated and work as local officials.”

“You are merciful.”

“It was my mistake, so shouldn’t I take responsibility?”

Honestly, the emperor does not have the courage to be an emperor, except that he is a low-level official who handles simple administrative tasks.

Instead of living under stress doing a job that is not a good fit for you, it would be better to just give them a job that suits their aptitude and let them live comfortably.