The Pope Who Returned After Having Three Children: Quick Eagle's First Broadcast

I skillfully entered the broadcast title.

It was a great title. Anyone who saw it would never have been able to scroll past.

At first I couldn’t even set up the broadcast properly and had to rely on Seoyun’s help, but now I was a proper streamer. I had become one of the real deal.

Of course, I still had a lot to learn. I was still a beginner streamer.

But since I was absorbing knowledge quickly, I believed that in a few months I would be perfect. Even if it took two or three months, after that I would never get lost again.

“So it’s finally starting?”

Quick Eagle, sitting next to me, bit into the apple I had given him and asked.

I shook my head and answered.

“No. We’re starting now.”

“Ugh, I’m nervous.”

He said he was shaking, but in reality he was completely relaxed. Just watching him smile and eat the apple told me everything.

I had heard he had been on TV several times, but this was his first time doing an internet broadcast.

Yet he wasn’t tense at all. His relaxed expression and movements made it seem as if he was rather bold.

“Just like Liam.”

My former hero, the transmigrator, had the same kind of personality. He didn’t get tense about anything. Quick Eagle and Liam really were similar.

Especially in how childish they were.

The only difference was that the returnee beside me wasn’t as stubborn as Liam.

“Pink friend, if I make any slip-ups, please warn me with your eyes.”

Quick Eagle asked while crunching his apple. It was an unexpected request.

His careful attitude, trying not to make mistakes, surprised me a little. He was cautious and didn’t blindly trust his own words.

This was something Liam couldn’t do even decades later. It was their greatest difference.

“Understood.”

I nodded with a light smile, pressed “Start Broadcast,” and took a proper posture.

“Broadcast has started.”

“Got it.”

At my words Quick Eagle folded his wings all the way in. Even though they were already smaller than his original size, he made them even smaller.

After tidying his wings, he leaned back in the chair. Because he was large, the chair looked small, but it was enough to support his body.

“Welcome everyone!”

Quick Eagle grinned and waved at the webcam.

“We’re not visible on the broadcast screen yet.”

“Ah, really?”

His awkward shrug was surprisingly cute. After all, he was only twenty-four, still in the age of pure mischief.

I looked at the young returnee friend with a fond smile. Then a question suddenly occurred to me.

“You said twenty-four. Does that mean you were transmigrated at fourteen?”

To be pulled into another world at such a young age and suffer for ten years. It must have been incredibly painful.

Having only left a swear comment on the production team’s SNS should have cost him very little, yet he had paid a huge price. I looked at him with a mixture of pity and sympathy.

Back then I would have glared with cynical eyes, saying it was his own fault. But not anymore.

Now I treated the young friends with the heart of a mother. I couldn’t just pass by carelessly when I thought of our children.

“Huh? No, no.”

At that moment Quick Eagle denied my words.

“The time I lived over there doesn’t count toward my age. There’s no need to add them up, right? Might as well live foolishly.”

As he winked, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I felt strangely unsettled.

I had thought he had poor eyesight, but Quick Eagle was actually thirty-four. I was still younger, so I felt relieved.

“...Even if I add everything up, I’m still much younger.”

And then I felt deeply saddened.

My current age was thirty-six, but if I included all the years I had lived as Park Si-woo, it was even more. What a pathetic fact.

I didn’t want to calculate the exact number, but I knew I was clearly older than Quick Eagle.

“No matter how you calculate it, you’re still younger than me.”

I said it calmly, as always, without revealing my inner thoughts. I couldn’t complain about his age in such a narrow-minded way.

Quick Eagle grinned cheerfully.

“Friend, since we’re both returnees, age has no meaning. What matters is the heart. Right?”

“...Yes.”

A nice thing to say. I couldn’t help nodding.

Age didn’t matter. Why had I forgotten such a simple truth?

I nodded slightly and raised my evaluation of the black youth by one ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠step.

“He could be a hero.”

Honestly, I was impressed.

Quick Eagle had noticed my age sensitivity and deliberately said those words to comfort me.

His sophisticated tact and polite speech were truly heroic. It made me feel a little sorry for having thought he was on Liam’s level.

“So when are we starting?”

“I’ll adjust the broadcast screen now.”

I apologized in my mind and brought up the webcam screen.

Soon the chat window began to rise rapidly. It was mostly about the special guest of the day.

The usual hubbub made my shoulders rise a little. It was different from normal.

“Don’t be so surprised. This is the Pope. It’s not difficult to recruit someone like him.”

After quietly boasting a little, I asked Quick Eagle to introduce himself. The smooth black youth waved at the webcam as if he had been waiting.

“Hello, I’m Quick Eagle. There’s no one who doesn’t know me, so this is enough, right?”

His relaxed and confident greeting made the chat window even more lively.

The translator magic I had cast on Liam made everyone think in Korean. There were viewers who felt uneasy, but they weren’t particularly bothered.

“How are the reactions?”

At that moment Quick Eagle whispered to me. Translator magic worked on spoken words but not on text.

“It’s surprising. It sounded like you were speaking Korean. It was amazing.”

When I told him in a whisper, Quick Eagle immediately made a confused expression and gesture with his hand.

“Why are you so surprised? Don’t you know I love Korean? Kimbap, Admiral Yi Sun-sin, Taekwondo ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠country! I love it!”

His exaggerated flattery, as if he were calling in a main character, raised the chat atmosphere.

If I had messed up, it would have looked like he was forcing excitement, but I controlled the pace and just smiled.

It seemed he had been on TV before. He was truly experienced. He skillfully and pleasantly led the atmosphere.

Even if I left it alone, he would probably talk by himself and steer the broadcast.

“Great choice.”

The reason I had invited Quick Eagle to the broadcast was because of his popularity and fame.

A popular returnee hero. Maintaining good relations with this black youth would easily expand our church’s influence.

Of course, I didn’t have high expectations yet. For now, it was enough to introduce me to other countries.

“Everyone, just to let you know, Quick Eagle-nim has become a member of our church today.”

As I seized the opportunity, Quick Eagle made a praying motion.

“I originally had no religion. But since a real goddess exists, I couldn’t not believe.”

Pre-planned dialogue. A means to raise the prestige of our church. Since he had truly decided to become a member, it wasn’t a lie.

“If you get the chance, join! Apparently you can join by donating fifty thousand won or subscribing for six months.”

The promotional line was a bit unnatural, but it would still help.

“But how did you come to be here?”

At that moment a donation asking the reason for the appearance arrived. I had planned to explain anyway.

“Those who watched last broadcast will understand. Yesterday there was a small incident. A husband who took my joke as serious actually flew to America.”

I spoke as if it were nothing serious, but unfortunately it wasn’t accepted that way.

“Liam, temporarily block the person who said ‘disgustingly boring’.”

I controlled the insulting chat and continued. I briefly summarized what had happened last night and how Quick Eagle came to the broadcast.

Of course, I slightly colored the purpose of the recruitment.

“By the will of the Goddess, he decided to appear. This broadcast is the most suitable place to publicly declare he is a member of the church.”

Explaining it by selling the Goddess’s name gave credibility to the sudden appearance. He was truly suited for giving a reason.

I smiled faintly and lightly clapped my hands.

“That’s enough small talk. Let’s start the main broadcast now.”

After that, I brought up text on the broadcast screen.

“As written in the broadcast title, let’s talk about who among the two final bosses is stronger.”

For anyone interested in creative works, this was a topic they had probably thought about at some point.

It had no meaning, was impractical, and was worthless. Who would win depended on the author’s heart anyway.

But it was fun. Comparing two beings with equal fame was itself interesting. That was enough.

“I think the Demon King, the ultimate evil final boss of the game Apolis Tales, the apocalypse who shatters the ground with his bare hands and splits the sky with his momentum, is stronger.”

I pointed at Quick Eagle next.

“And this person supports the Evil Dragon Hecatrite, the final boss of the drama Dread Dragon.”

After introducing the debaters, the viewers’ heated reactions exploded.

Glancing at the chat, the opinions were leaning toward the Evil Dragon. Since the opinions of “al-mots” were involved, I decided not to care.

“How are the reactions?”

Quick Eagle, still crunching his apple, asked. I thought for a moment and answered.

“Most people think the Demon King is stronger.”

“Really?”

Quick Eagle stared fixedly at the chat window and furrowed his brows.

“But why are so many people questioning it?”

“It’s like asking if the debate is over before it starts.”

“Hmm.”

I had tried to put psychological pressure, but he showed no reaction. Instead, he grinned showing his teeth.

“Everyone doesn’t know. If they knew what kind of scheme Hecatrite had come up with, they would change their minds.”

What had he done to speak so meaningfully? Quick Eagle paused, then erased his smile and said.

“Hecatrite’s goal was to destroy the world. Even in the drama that ignored the original story, that didn’t change. But it turned out there was a hidden goal.”

“What was it?”

“Invasion.”

A quiet, heavy word. Then his voice rose a little.

“He recognized the existence of this world and tried to invade. And he almost succeeded. If it weren’t for me and my colleagues, this world would be desolate by now.”

“......”

It was shocking.

I couldn’t know for sure, but it was probably true. He wouldn’t boast like that.

So my position became a little awkward.

“...The Demon King was just lazy?”

Our Demon King had lost all will after living for a long time. He stayed locked in the Demon King’s castle and only came out when someone attacked.

The Demon King army, who had betrayed him and wanted to destroy the surface world, had hunted him down, but he himself was the epitome of laziness.

But if I told the truth, I would feel defeated before even comparing who was stronger. The purposes as villains were too different.

What to do in this case? The answer was simple.

“Quick Eagle-nim, I will give you one warning.”

“Why?”

“We’re debating who is stronger on the topic. You’re talking about completely unrelated things. Please stop.”

After all, I was the host.