I Was Reborn in Another World, but Hold On – No Parents? Was I Abandoned? - Chapter 43

Chapter 43: Apostle

“So, Your Highness!! Thank you very much for coming all this way. W-What brings you here today?”

I visited the church in the imperial capital (formerly the royal capital).

The one revered in the Demon Kingdom is the real Creator God I’ve met before.

What the humans worship as the Creator God is actually the Evil God.

The world has become quite strange indeed.

From an outsider’s perspective, the Creator God is called the Evil God, and the Evil God is referred to as the Creator God in many places in this world.

By the way, the person currently before me is the Archbishop in charge of this church in the imperial capital.

This True Creation Religion has its headquarters not in the imperial capital, but in the True Creation Religion country located on the outskirts of the northern continent, protected by the Demon Kingdom.

At the top of that country is the Pope, and it is a country where even beastmen and elves who worship the true Creator God sometimes visit for pilgrimage.

“Archbishop, it’s been a while. Are you well?”

“Yes, um… y-yes, I’m well…”

This blonde beauty of an Archbishop is cute, but a bit clumsy.

She’s stumbling over her words again today.

“I’ve come today to offer a prayer. Would that be acceptable?”

“O-Of course! We’ve also received instructions from His Holiness to treat the prince with the utmost respect if he were to visit. He’s said to be a favorite of the Creator God…”

“Well, more like, we occasionally chat. I do receive divine protection, though…”

“Occasionally… chat? Th-That’s amazing! Um, so, it’s not a divine revelation? You’re actually having conversations?”

“More like meeting and talking.”

“Oh, ohhhh, you meet him? Th-th-that’s amazing!! Truly befitting of someone His Holiness holds in high regard!!”

“For now, let’s head to the altar. Today, it’s not about talking or anything, just a formal prayer…”

“Y-Yes!!”

As I headed toward the altar at the back of the church, the Archbishop followed behind me.

The top of the altar was adorned with stained glass, shimmering with rainbow-colored light.

It’s a beautiful church.

Quite different from that church in the southern continent.

But well, over there, they consider the Evil God as the Creator God, so in a way, the Creator God is treated as the Evil God, and having a church is better than nothing.

Upon reaching the altar, regular folk would kneel, but I stood with my hands clasped together, not kneeling.

It felt like visiting a shrine from my past life.

Huh? Come to think of it, I still remember such things?

Even though I’ve mostly forgotten about my past life.

I prayed for Maria and the others to be safe.

Then, mist enveloped the area, and when it cleared, the Archbishop had disappeared from behind me, replaced by an old man… the Creator God.

“It’s rare for you to come and pray. Are you that worried about them?”

It’s not surprising that the Creator God appeared.

“Of course. They’re my friends…”

“…Is that so. Well, they are still alive for now… but…”

“Do you know where they are!?”

“Yeah… I do, but I cannot divulge that information. Altering someone’s fate is a serious matter even for a god. I have tolerated certain discrepancies due to various reasons… but to a certain extent.”

“…Then, just give me a prophecy. Where should I go? What should I do?”

“…Hmm. In that case, attend the academy. That will be the quickest way.”

“Got it. I’ll do that. Well then… I’ll be heading back soon.”

As I tried to conclude the conversation, the Creator God hesitated and told me.

“Could you wait a bit longer?”

“Huh?”

“As it stands, you will die in the near future.”

“What? Huh? Why?”

“There are numerous reasons, but the primary one is… the Evil God has summoned an apostle.”

“What!? An apostle of the Evil God…”

“Currently, on the central continent, that individual is referred to as the Hero.”

“The apostle of the Evil God is a Hero… What a mess the world is.”

“Well, that Hero, like you, has been transmigrated from the same world. Probably without understanding the situation, they believe the Evil God to be the Creator God.”

“Well, for us who came from another world, it’s usually the Creator God that people worship, and the Evil God that the demons worship… So, will I be killed by this Hero?”

“The apostles of the Evil God are not limited to just the Hero. There are many deeply-rooted ones… They are targeting the Demon Kingdom and you.”

“Well, it’s natural to be regarded as hostile since they believe in the Evil God… But still, is the Hero that strong? I think I’m quite exceptional myself…”

“Currently, they may not be that formidable, but the Hero possesses a skill called Growth Correction, which amplifies their growth by tenfold.”

“Tenfold? Wait, so they grow ten times faster than normal people?”

“…That’s correct. Hence, the longer time passes, the more troublesome they become. Moreover, the Evil God is summoning other apostles as well. As time goes on, not only will the Hero become more powerful, but the number of enemy apostles will also increase.”

“…Seriously? So, what do we do?”

The Creator God placed a hand on their chin and smirked.

“I shall make you… my apostle.”

“Huh? Apostle?”

“Mind you, I’m not saying you have to do anything in particular. But by becoming an apostle, I can grant you even more power. Then you won’t die, right?”

“Is it really that simple?”

“Not quite… An apostle is like a messenger of the gods. Even the Evil God’s apostle, the Hero, shouldn’t possess that much power as an apostle. It’s quite a difficult task… the Evil God can’t handle it easily. But I can.”

“Wow, it’s the first time I’ve felt reassured by the Creator God.”

“Are you truly… not mocking me?…”

“I’m not mocking you… but… considering the current state of this world…”

“Don’t go that far… I understand. That’s why it’s imperative for you to live and change the current state…”

“In the end, it’s still a delegation…”

“Cough… Well, for now, making you an apostle is decided. Just wait a moment.”

The Creator God abruptly changed the subject and began muttering something like a spell.

I sensed an immense power emanating from the Creator God.

Suddenly, a magic circle-like pattern appeared beneath my feet, and for some reason, wings sprouted from my back and horns from my head.

Did the Creator God forcibly undo my concealment?

As the light from above intensified, golden light gushed forth from the Creator God.

“In the name of the Creator God, Zeus, I declare him… Arus Silva Belzebute as the apostle of the Creator God.”

A gust of wind swept through, and I felt a warm sensation, like lukewarm water, spreading throughout my body.

However, it gradually boiled and bubbled, exploding within me as an unmistakable power that expanded explosively.

Whoa… What is this power?!

Is this the power of an apostle…? How absurdly immense!

Am I going to die from this?

As my consciousness began to fade, I somehow managed to contain it, feeling the tremendous power coursing through my body.

The wings, once white and black, now turned into a pure white with a hint of gold, exuding a divine aura, while the horns disappeared.

“…Is this the power of an apostle?”

“Check your status.”

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Name: Arus Silva

House Name: Belzebute

Age: 14

Race: Demigod

Occupation: Magic Swordsman, Martial Artist

Titles: Iron Wall, Heir to the Demon King, Apostle of the Creator God

Level: 222

HP: 10,000,000 (10,000,000)

MP: 3,000,000 (3,000,000)

Attack Power: 2,000,000

Defense Power: 40,000,000

Agility: 1,000,000

Dexterity: 350,000

Luck: 777

Magic Affinity: Fire, Water, Wind, Thunder, Darkness, Light, None

Unique Magic: [Telekinesis Level MAX] “Omniscience and Omnipotence,” [Bloodless Citadel]

Attack Magic: [All-Attribute Magic]

Unique Skills: [Creation], [Supremacy Level MAX], [Path of Training Level MAX], [Leadership Level MAX], [Intimidation Level MAX], [Domination Level MAX], [Qi Gong Level MAX], [Automatic Recovery Level MAX], [Status Viewing], [Status Modification]

Resistance Skills: [Loneliness Resistance Level MAX], [Hunger Resistance Level MAX], [Physical Attack Resistance Level MAX], [Magic Attack Resistance Level MAX]

Divine Skills: [Divine Protection of the World God], [Divine Protection of the World Tree]

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“What the… This insane status. Magic affinity for all attributes? Unique magic ‘Omniscience and Omnipotence,’ ‘Bloodless Citadel’? ‘Creation’… And my race has changed completely. Demigod…?”

“How’s that? Do you like it?”

“Aren’t you being overly protective?”

“If you’ve come this far, you won’t easily die, right? Besides, the concept of levels still exists, so you can still become stronger.”

“Well, I’m grateful for that. But I’m already at the level of being in the top tier of the world, aren’t I?”

“Well, there are still stronger beings out there. But with the highest defense in the world and skills like Omniscience and Omnipotence and Creation, you might not be far from being the strongest in the world.”

“Are those above this level even human? More like monsters or demons, right?”

“Ho ho ho… Well, there are various beings in this world…”

“Well, for now, it seems I can survive. If anything happens, I’ll come to see you again.”

“Feel free to come for tea sometime.”

“Old man…”

“Ho ho ho…”

Suddenly, the Creator God disappeared, and in his place stood the Archbishop.

“Um, um… the atmosphere is… um…”

The Archbishop looked at me, trembling.

“The Creator God…”

“Oh, he was here just a moment ago. Right over there…”

“Huh? Is that true? Your Highness… those wings… Weren’t they black and white? And what about that immense…”

“Well, yeah. It seems like I became his apostle on a whim.”

“What?! An apostle of the Creator God?!”

The Archbishop promptly foamed at the mouth and fainted.

He twitched and convulsed, and since he wet himself, I left him alone, feeling sorry for him.

I made sure to inform the others that he was foaming at the mouth and collapsed, so he should be fine.

Wetting himself… Truly a scatterbrained Archbishop. LOL.