Chapter 158
Chapter 158
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 158
Chapter Title: The Sponsored World Was Real
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Under Lily's guidance, Erin's group settled into a place to rest. To report the current situation to the Elves, they sent Ares, Karen, and Luca back the way they had come.
Originally, they had planned to send only Karen, but Ares wore such an openly troubled expression that they graciously allowed him to go along.
Thus, the ones remaining here were Erin, Eirene, Ophelia, the Rabbit, and Pibiola.
"How is it, Saintess? The house is a bit cramped, but it should be fine for staying here."
"I'm okay. What about you, Your Majesty?"
"I'm fine as well. Thank you for your hard work, Duchess Ophelia."
"Not at all. It's what I should do."
Though the entrance was somewhat small, the ceiling was quite high, so there was no real problem with living there.
At that moment, Pibiola cautiously approached Erin and asked.
"Saintess. What should we do from now on? Lady Jenipia doesn't seem interested in hearing our stories... Can we safely spread God's Plain Fact?"
At her question, Erin smiled brightly.
"Of course! You don't need to worry about that at all."
"Is that so...?"
"Naturally. In the end, everything in the world unfolds according to Lord Igugwoden's will!"
Erin said this as she pulled out the Holy Scripture and gently stroked its cover.
The gesture was closer to that of a woman caressing her lover than simply handling a book.
"So... we just need to believe. In Lord Igugwoden. Unwaveringly, no matter the moment."
Because she knew that wholehearted belief in Lord Igugwoden would open the path—
'Lord Igugwoden... We'll overcome this trial and safely spread your Plain Fact to the Shatia Tribe too. I'll do my best...'
—Erin clasped her hands together and offered a prayer to God.
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Clack, clack.
After reading all the short comics the writer sent about "the dragon's circumstances," I leaned back in my chair, lost in thought for a moment.
The content wasn't anything extraordinary.
It was the story of how the gold dragon Siskai, who originally lived here, made a promise with the young Heimnar Tribe and, for a bit of fun, blended into their world, doing all sorts of things there.
Siskai had spent a very long time living half as a Heimnar and half as a Lysias, leisurely doing whatever she pleased in their world.
The comic condensed it heavily to avoid an absurdly long explanation—but one fact was clear: their appearances.
Just as the Shatia in the story were confused about, the Heimnar definitely looked quite similar to humans.
They had round ears, extremely belligerent personalities, and the shortest lifespans among all creatures on the continent.
Short compared to others, but still longer than humans—or so it seemed. In any case, if there was a "human" role on this continent, it would undoubtedly be the Heimnar.
The Lysias also had appearances no different from humans.
However, there was one simple difference that was hard to surpass—
Skin color.
The Lysias had skin that was a strange mix of purple and blue.
Generally, female Lysias had purple skin, and males had blue skin.
It wasn't a perfect divide, and there seemed to be some stories about that, but it was only mentioned in passing, probably not fitting for a short comic.
Anyway, after spending long ages disguised in various ways and doing everything she could alone, she grew bored and returned home—
Somehow, the Shatia ended up settling nearby, making it extremely inconvenient for the dragon to fall into a long sleep.
What the dragon wanted was simple—just to peacefully enter a long slumber.
From Siskai's perspective, the Shatia sharpening their blades against her were like mere flies buzzing around, and she had no desire for pointless killing now, so she didn't want to eradicate them from the bottom of her heart. That was the current situation.
Interestingly, Siskai was far more gentle and peace-loving, hating fights more than the Shatia imagined.
Initially, she disguised herself as a Heimnar for fun, but moved to Lysias territory because she grew tired of the Heimnar's unique belligerence.
And so, the short comic ended with her pondering what to do next, stuck in a dilemma.
'It really is a tricky issue...'
The Shatia had their own stance.
The dragon Siskai had her own reasons.
[ Igugwoden: Saw the situation ]
[ Igugwoden: Yeah, doesn't seem like something that can be neatly split like cutting a radish with a knife ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Cutting a radish with a knife... A truly cool and stylish expression using the weapon 'sword' and the vegetable 'radish' ]
[ Please Give Me Money: As expected of Lord Igugwoden. Your metaphors are so flavorful ]
[ Please Give Me Money: I'll make a note of it ]
The writer suddenly ambushed me with praise, but I'm used to this level of bootlicking now.
I've definitely picked up one or two of the writer's repertoires.
[ Igugwoden: lololol what are you on about ]
[ Igugwoden: Anyway... The immediate goal is to reconcile them, right? ]
[ Igugwoden: Neither the Shatia kids nor the dragon seem to want it to escalate to war ]
[ Please Give Me Money: I can't know for sure... ]
[ Please Give Me Money: But first, it seems best to make the Shatia Tribe believe in Lord Igugwoden ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Observation shows the dragon is quite powerful in her own way, so it might take time for her to believe too ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Personally, I think it's absurd for a dragon or whatever to even question believing in Lord Igugwoden... ]
[ Igugwoden: Well, yeah ]
[ Please Give Me Money: You'll probably reply something like 'Forcing belief in God goes against Igugwoden Church doctrine, and I don't want to anyway lol,' right? ]
I quickly deleted my typing up to "Forcing God to."
No way... Did the writer learn my repertoire just like I learned hers?
Well, pro wrestling works because of synergy. If the chemistry's off, it's a massive disaster in that high-level roleplay.
[ Igugwoden: Holy shit lololol yeah Writer-chan you know me too well ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Of course ]
[ Please Give Me Money: I was born from Lord Igugwoden's love, live receiving it, and love Lord Igugwoden in return ]
[ Please Give Me Money: I've never forgotten that, not for a single moment ]
In other words, I'm the top-tier black cow endlessly pouring in money?
Honestly, considering the quality of service I get, I'm not even a black cow—just a smart consumer... But hobbies only spice up life, not essentials.
[ Igugwoden: Anyway... What should we start with? ]
[ Please Give Me Money: As I said, this 'new observation system' isn't something I can fully control, so I'm hesitant to say... ]
[ Please Give Me Money: But if you bestow divine power on the Shatia Tribe as the observation system directs, it should resolve things ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Nothing is impossible with God's power ]
Just like Dtamuk Thinking Army solved the Elves' various issues with a few thousand won each at first—
This time, it means I should solve the Shatia's problems?
I recalled Jenipia, the Shatia Tribe's leader.
She firmly says "I won't believe in God" now—but she'll come around soon. As divine sponsorship solves various problems and spreads the 'Plain Fact,' she'll gradually gain faith in me, and on that basis, seek peaceful solutions with the dragon, right?
This fits the pattern so far perfectly, and I didn't mind the cost.
Even without new short comics, it was fine. I'd already received so much from the writer, and I wasn't as attached to these new characters as to Erin or Eirene, so no need to force her to draw them.
From the start, spreading my doctrine wasn't some grand mission to save the world—it was just because my favorite saintess Erin wanted it.
But.
[ Igugwoden: Writer ]
[ Igugwoden: I get the setting that you don't know much about this new observation system ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Setting? ]
[ Igugwoden: No no.. Anyway.. I get that you don't know much ]
The problem was me.
To be precise—my 'fun.'
Now at 2nd stage—the 1st stage 'Elves' was basically done by Dtamuk Thinking Army, so it was like stage 1.
In stage 1, fuss with a few thousand won donations to win over the Shatia, peacefully confront Siskai somehow, solve neatly with sponsorship no one expected—
Then fill the pioneer gauge massively, and RGB Rabbit illuminates the darkness again.
There, either Heimnar or Lysias appears.
Repeat similar quests, win their hearts, repeat...
Honestly.
'It doesn't seem that super fun.'
Buildup is buildup, but repeating the same salvation story with just reskinned looks gets boring.
Even the tastiest food gets tiring if eaten back-to-back.
Just now, understanding Dtamuk Thinking Army so well was because of that.
In a game where the only solution is money, getting dopamine from outright killing isn't weird for a game.
Even so, the difference between Dtamuk Thinking Army and me—
I don't play this game solely for fun.
If it were right after seeing the comics, maybe—but my goals are two: help Erin preach safely, and help Eirene keep her throne safely.
Intervening in new worlds was all for that.
In other words, I'd spend even if it wasn't fun.
So then—
[ Igugwoden: Can you at least activate the 'Sponsor' button? ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Please wait a moment ]
Soon, the 'Sponsor' button lit up.
[ Please Give Me Money: This is 'Direct Sponsorship.' Without specific requests, use this system to achieve what Lord Igugwoden desires ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Is there anything you want? ]
[ Igugwoden: Important, so asking once more ]
[ Igugwoden: God's power has no impossibilities, right? ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Except fully reviving the dead, yes ]
[ Igugwoden: And sponsorship power is proportional to total amount? ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Correct ]
[ Please Give Me Money: More sponsorship brings greater power ]
[ Please Give Me Money: What happens beyond is all God's will ]
—Just.
One click.
To solve it all?
The writer reduces workload and pulls in cash instantly.
I get more chances to see the best scenes—Erin-chan and my wife's boobs.
Forced boob scenes beat contrived no-fun ones.
The world gets its chronic issues solved, happily.
—Ah.
See? The perfect "everyone happy" world.
'Ehehehe...'
I pressed the 'Sponsor' button.
A field appeared to input the amount.
Contextually, average cost to solve issues here was thousands of won.
Various small requests, but surprisingly no big expenses.
Dtamuk Thinking Army used small balloon amounts for Elves too. He went all-in when tormenting them.
Anyway.
Then, there's a way.
I typed exactly six characters.
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap!
The mechanical keyboard's sound felt sweet.
[
Sponsor 500,000 won?
]
[ Yes / No ]
And pressed 'Yes'—
Click!
[ Igugwoden: Got the sponsorship? ]
[ Igugwoden: Solve not just Shatia but the Lysias and Heimnar Tribe's key issues too, and clear the remaining fog ]
[ Igugwoden: All so Erin-chan can preach smoothly ]
God hates repetitive buildup.
Instant results, 'gimme.'