Chapter 9
Chapter 9
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 9
Chapter Title: The Sponsored World Was Real
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That day, the moment when light swallowed everything that existed.
What Erin saw, clad in armor of light, was the universe.
A universe that existed before the very concept of "universe" was even established.
Erin didn't know its exact name. But it was unmistakably a universe.
Universe. 宇宙. Universe.
The Holy Scripture wasn't merely inscribed with simple words.
It was the word of God. Stories that truly existed, from the one true Sole God, not some false deity.
A truth that a mere created being could scarcely reach, no matter how hard it tried—a truth.
What was being newly written wasn't something new at all.
It only seemed new because it had never been reached before.
It was essentially the same as how the universe existed even though Erin didn't know about it.
The 'truth' of the true Sole God Igugwoden entered the mind of the woman who would become the Saintess—Erin.
Any ordinary person would have been overwhelmed by the truth flooding into their head.
Crushed. Their brain destroyed by logic no mere human could comprehend. They would have become a broken shell, muttering endlessly like a madman spouting words no one could understand.
Universe. A universe exists. There are 'gods' in the universe. Igugwoden. Igugwoden. The name of the god is Igugwoden...
They would have ended up living as a decorative figure from the apocalypse, endlessly repeating something no one—not even themselves—could understand.
But Erin was different.
The girl whom 'Igugwoden' adored had no choice but to be different.
She could accept the truth. Her vessel was vast enough to hold Igugwoden himself.
And so, Igugwoden filled Erin's insides to the brim with his 'truth'.
"It's coming in...!!"
The vessel to propagate his will. The 'vessel' known as the Saintess, overflowing with his essence,
He thrust it in. Thrust it in.
Thrust it in.
Throughout the entire process, Erin...
"Lord Igugwoden's truth..."
The truth of the one and only existence.
"All of Lord Igugwoden's... into me..."
The thoughts of the one who wished to devote everything.
"My god... the one true Sole God who exists for all...!!!"
Into her mind.
Into her heart.
Into her belly, all of it, filling her up.
So full it felt like she might burst, so full it felt like she might burst.
Ah, Lord Igugwoden. My Igugwoden...
So this is what it was. To be cherished by you,
To remind me that I am a woman...
It was all, all of this.
Because... once you make me 'feel' something like this... I can't help but know that I'm a woman, even if I don't want to...♥
And so, having accepted 'Igugwoden' with her entire body—she could now hear it, inevitably.
The voice of the one true Sole God Igugwoden, the only one that existed in this world, unchanging through any moment.
――Erin.
'Ah... Lord Igugwoden...!'
Hearing the direct voice of God for the first time—not through a proxy—sent shivers through Erin.
She caressed her body as if stroking the lingering essence of him filling her feminine form.
Just hearing his voice made her think she might lose herself completely. Surely. Surely she could, and then some.
This voice... If I hear more of it, I won't be able to return to who I was.
And yet, I want to hear it. God's voice... I want it to fill me up.
Lord Igugwoden.
The one who saved me.
The one who used me as the vessel of the Saintess and poured all of himself into me...
His voice was like a whisper pressed right against her ear...
Deep and rich, soft yet intensely vibrating her eardrums.
――Erin, Boobs Super Big.
'Ugh...♥♥♥'
It was divine descent.
Having finally made contact with the existence of God, Erin... merely from hearing his voice, so easily conceived his truth.
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"Mm..."
At last, the flash of light vanished before everyone's eyes.
The scene that reappeared was the same capital square, the same cathedral—except everything had changed, save for Lumina and Erin sitting there on the ground.
The guards scattered around, and a woman who appeared to be a High Priestess.
Coming to her senses... Erin realized something was clutched in her hand.
It was the Holy Scripture.
The holiest book in the world, inscribed with the word of God—and something Erin had always carried.
'An no... I have to hold onto this no matter what.'
Even if she'd lost consciousness, dropping the Holy Scripture was utterly unforgivable.
As Erin clutched it tight, the fallen people began to stir one by one.
"Ugh... What was that light just now...?"
"This witch, what trick did she...!"
"Ugh... My head..."
Lumina came to as well and slowly rose to her feet.
What was I doing?
I think I was dealing with that crazy girl who claimed to hear God's voice while shoving aside a Saintess candidate like me...
'...Ah, right. The Holy Scripture...'
Yeah.
Suddenly surrounded by light, the Holy Scripture in her bosom had flown away.
Realizing this, Lumina looked around... and soon a fundamental question arose.
Why was the Holy Scripture in my bosom?
I...
I've never carried something like that.
"Saintess!!"
At that moment.
The guards' voices reached Lumina's ears.
Saintess?
No, of course she was the one closest to becoming a Saintess, acknowledged even by His Holiness the Pope, but from a nun's perspective, wasn't the title of Saintess still premature? The thought arose just as...
For some reason, she realized the guards' voices were growing farther away, directed at someone else.
'Huh...?'
Looking up toward Erin—
The guards who had been protecting her moments ago weren't encircling Erin; they were supporting her.
No, more precisely, they hesitated. As if even touching that sacred flesh would be a sin.
'What... is this...?'
Lumina stared in shock, her eyes bulging. Naturally, Erin had sensed the change too.
But unlike Lumina's bewilderment at what was happening, Erin seemed to understand why.
Why these people were calling her Saintess.
And why this Holy Scripture was something she'd always carried.
'Lord Igugwoden... You heard me... my prayer...!!!'
Even this time, he hadn't abandoned me.
The plea for strength to overcome the trial. It was a truly shameless request, but she was certain the merciful Lord Igugwoden would grant any wish of hers.
After all, Lord Igugwoden cherished her. And her body...
Unnoticed by anyone, quietly, hoping only the adoring Lord Igugwoden who gazed down at her would see... Erin gently stroked her ample bosom, pitifully concealed beneath her taut priestess robes.
—Erin Boobs Super Big.
Closing her eyes, she could still feel God's first words tickling her belly.
Having conceived his truth, she could feel it so naturally.
His gaze. The sticky affection he held for her. The fact that he was... looking down at her.
And so, she conveyed it. Her feelings.
'All of it... Lord Igugwoden, it's yours. Your one and only Saintess Erin...♥'
"Saintess Erin...! Are you alright?"
The High Priestess who had just been berating her rushed over and asked.
Erin nodded slowly.
"I'm fine."
"Thank goodness you're unharmed. If anything happened to you, Saintess, it would have been a catastrophe...!!"
"W-Wait a minute!"
From afar, Lumina watched in horror and shouted desperately.
"W-What Saintess?! That woman's a blasphemer! She doesn't even know God's name properly and spews lies to deceive him!!"
"You mad bitch!"
"Eek...!"
Lumina could only stagger back.
The guard glared murderously, spear aimed at her.
"What do you mean, 'what about the Saintess'?! You still haven't come to your senses!"
"What trickery is this?!"
"No cheap magic will fool our eyes, witch!"
"W-Wait... What is this, what the hell...!!"
At that moment.
An elderly man burst out of the cathedral, face etched with urgency.
For some reason, Erin recognized him at a glance.
His Holiness the Pope. He was Pope Agnus III of this continent.
"Saintess!!! Are you safe!!!"
It seemed the flash had startled him mid-duty, prompting him to rush out.
"I'm alright."
Pope Agnus III checked Erin's condition and let out a sigh of relief.
"Ah... Truly, truly fortunate. It seems God protected you, Saintess. What a relief..."
He closed his eyes and offered a prayer to the Sole God he had served his entire life.
And then.
"May it be so henceforth—"
From Lumina's perspective, watching it all... he uttered words that made no sense.
—May God's Plain Fact be with Lady Erin.
'...???'
God's... not blessing, but Plain Fact...?
What the hell is that???
His Holiness used to say "May God's blessing be with you" in times like this, not some nonsense phrase...?
At that moment.
Lumina's eyes caught the nameplate, carved from expensive black obsidian, which she'd passed countless times.
[In Honor of Our Sole God Lord Igugwoden]
'Huh...?'
Was that...
Engraved there...?
Suddenly gripped by an unknown, primal terror, a whisper reached Lumina's ear...
No one was around. Yet the voice circled her ear.
A chilling 'voice' beyond human explanation... proclaimed unknowable words like a verdict.
Words she, the unchosen, couldn't comprehend even in a hundred years.
――Hail the Hundred Thousand Won Sponsorship.
Her era had met its end.