The Chronicles of the Man Who Became a God and Did Whatever He Wanted - Chapter 34

“A Saintess, huh?”

“Yeah, that’s right…”

Wait a second, why is a Saintess dying from a sexually transmitted disease? Shouldn’t a Saintess be pure or something?

“My little sister, Shirley, was taken to the chapel from a young age because our parents were followers of the Walsh religion. She was a devout believer, and thanks to that, she became a nun in the Walsh faith. Both our parents and I were happy for her when she was accepted.”

Tyran sat in a chair beside the bed and stroked his sister’s cheek. Her face was gaunt and covered in spots, but it was clear from her features that she had once been beautiful.

“It was after I joined the Royal Knights as a result of my monster-slaying achievements that I received a letter from my sister. It said that she had been chosen as the Saintess. I was shocked—there was no way I thought my sister could become a saint. I was as happy as if it had happened to me. When I first saw her at the Saintess presentation, she looked so divine… I couldn’t believe it, thinking ‘That’s my little sister.'”

Tyran continued to stroke her ruined cheek. However, there was no reaction from his sister, and she appeared to be nothing more than a living corpse.

“I was living a smooth and successful life as a member of the Royal Knights, and my sister was loved by the people as the Saintess. I thought our happy days would last forever… but that was all an illusion!”

He released his sister’s hand and punched the wall. Tyran began to vent his raw anger by striking the wall.

“My sister, the Saintess, was being sold by the Walsh religion!”

I knew it… I had a feeling. The priest from the destroyed church was a pedophile and seemed to be planning to rape Rinna whenever he got the chance. I always thought he’d do anything for money.

Was this woman Shirley? If she were healthy, she must have been beautiful. And with the title of Saintess, there would be plenty of people willing to pay just sleep with her.

“The ones paying were wealthy nobles, affluent merchants, and senior priests of the Walsh faith… They assaulted my sister every night. She was made to service more men than even a prostitute would, and eventually, she contracted a disease…”

Tyran’s hands were bleeding, but he didn’t stop hitting. Upon closer inspection, there were dents in the wall from repeated strikes and stains of bl00d.

“When I heard my sister’s desperate plea for help, I stormed the church and rescued her. But that’s when I learned the truth. They had taken me as a hostage… My position in the Royal Guard was entirely due to the Walsh religion’s support.”

“Looking back, it was all strange. It was ridiculous for a commoner like me to be a part of the prestigious Royal Guard protecting the king. Some of the men who bought my sister were even my superiors… My sister is kind-hearted, and to protect my happiness, she probably thought she didn’t mind what happened to her. My happiness was built upon her sacrifice.”

Tyran’s expression was like that of a demon. I never imagined human rage could manifest in such a way.

“What’s all this Saintess nonsense? What’s this about serving the one true god? So you worshiped something that doesn’t even exist, and this is what happened? Absurd! I won’t forgive this! I’ll have my revenge, no matter what it takes! I’ll use everything I can!”

This guy… in front of his thirst for vengeance, my own revenge seems insignificant. The intensity of this power is making my skin tingle…

“I like you…!”

I really like you. At first, I intended to use you as a pawn, but now I can’t just throw you away. That’s why I asked.

“Do you want the power to destroy the Walsh religion?”

Standing before the furious Tyran, I ask him.

“Yes, I want it! I’d trade my soul for it! I’ll make them suffer a hundred times, no, a thousand times more than my sister did! I need that power!”

“I’m not the kind of god you’d worship, one full of purity. I’m a god of filthy, selfish desires. Is that still fine with you?”

“I don’t care! If I can get revenge on them, I’ll offer you my bl00d, flesh, and soul! So please!!”

Tyran knelt and begged me, bl00d tears flowing from his eyes. He must be ready to sacrifice everything for his sister’s revenge. I accepted that resolve. So, for the rest of his life…

“I’ll grant your wish.”

I’ll use you as my pawn.

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