The Chronicles of the Man Who Became a God and Did Whatever He Wanted - Chapter 35

“Well, this should be good enough.”

I stopped sending power to Tyran, who was sleeping on the magical circle drawn on the floor of a room in God’s Castle and let out a deep breath.

For Tyran, who sought power for revenge, I gave him various abilities. First, physical strength. He was already strong, but I pushed him beyond his limits. The upper limit of Mistride’s strength was level 150, so I raised him to level 200. With this, he should never lose due to lack of strength.

Next, for a revolution, the necessary traits are charisma to attract the people and mental fortitude. As for charisma, he was already the leader of the revolutionaries, and from the way his subordinates acted, it was clear he had it. To make it more effective, I gave him a mild mind-control ability in his voice. It’s not that strong, just enough to make people trust him and feel uplifted when they hear his speech. But what if it were a public speech? If he gave a speech in front of many people, they’d get drunk on his words and follow him. That would be effective, right?

And finally, intellect. No matter how strong or charismatic someone is, without intelligence, they’re just a disorganized mob. So, I enhanced his quick thinking and intelligence, turning him into an ideal leader.

“You’ll become my pawn. You’ll need to be at least this strong.”

The ideal leader I crafted will prove invaluable from here on out.

“Is this a new toy? My Lord?”

“Lilia, huh? What happened to your work?”

I could feel the slight weight on my back. Lilia, whom I had assigned the task of brainwashing the powerful nobles, had clung to my back.

“I’ve been embraced by five people so far, so please break my virginity five times, okay♡”

“Later. Right now, this comes first.”

I’ll go along with Lilia’s deflowering play later. It’s mentally exhausting, so it’s a hassle, though…

“By the way, My Lord. Aren’t you giving too much power to this guy?”

Lilia says while pointing at the sleeping Tyran. She’s probably worried that he might turn on me.

“No problem, even if he tries to show his fangs, I’ve made sure he can’t oppose me.”

Power comes with a price, and this guy even said he’d offer his soul for revenge.

“How?”

“First, I’ve etched absolute obedience into his soul, and that engraving will be passed down through generations. Do you understand what that means, Lilia?”

“So, what you’re saying is… all this man’s bloodline will become your slaves?”

“That’s right.”

This is the price for this much power. Your soul alone can’t cover it, so let’s have your future descendants pay for it. In return, the power will be passed down to them, and any children born will inherit the best qualities from birth. You wanted power, right? No complaints?

“What do you intend to make this man do, My Lord?”

“Hmm? What? It’s simple. I’ll have him become king.”

At the same time I destroy the Walsh Church, I’ll eliminate the king and make him the leader of the nation. Then I’ll establish a religion that worships me as the state religion and gather followers.

If the entire nation believes, it will generate a considerable amount. I’ll be able to create a system that regularly collects faith.

“He is the ideal leader for that purpose.”

“You’re amazing, My Lord.”

A strong and charismatic leader, he will undoubtedly become the perfect king.

His descendants will continue to be born with the finest qualities, inheriting the throne and building a thousand-year kingdom. All for my sake.

“I’ll need you to do your best too, Lilia.”

“Everything is for My Lord… Now, I will take my leave.”

Lilia bowed to me and left the God’s Castle as if disappearing. I’ll reward her later.

“Alright, time for you to work as well.”

I woke Tyran from his slumber. Tyran rose, looked at me, and knelt with one knee in respect. It was the same gesture a knight would make to a king.

“How do you feel after waking up?”

“I feel fantastic. I could probably destroy the church right away.”

He seems to be overflowing with power and his spirits seem to be lifted.

“You understand what you need to do, right?”

“Yes!”

I’ve already drilled what needs to be done into his head. I also made sure he won’t act on his own. I don’t want to be surprised by someone acting on their own like Lilia did.

“I, Tyran, wish to serve as my lord Kanzaki-sama’s sword and dedicate my loyalty to him.”

“Yeah, get to work. I’ve given you power that’s worth more than your entire life and the lives of your future descendants. Your bloodline will belong to me for eternity.”

“I don’t mind. Everything is for revenge! I will be your knight, no, I will become your dog!”

The resolve to abandon the pride of a knight and call himself a dog, I like this man after all.

“Tyran, you may call yourself a knight. As a true knight of God.”

Then I hand him a sword I made casually. Take this and fulfill your revenge.

Well, though I say it was casually crafted, I searched for the best metal through divine search, and made a sword from that metal, which is extremely hard, light as a feather, and can cut through iron with ease.

“I am deeply honored.”

“Now, get to work for me.”

“Yes!”

Leaving God’s Castle, Tyran headed toward the revolution army members. He’s probably starting to take action to destroy the Walsh Church. Well, I’ll leave the rest to the nobles and Tyran.

Well then, next is…

“You, Saintess.”

What should I do with her~

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