Book of God – 08 (1/2)

Chapter 8 – Invaders, or Rather, Customers

『Welcome!』

There are various dungeons across the world, but there is probably none that welcomes people with such a line

If there was, then it would be plenty reason to question the sanity of that world’s inhabits

Incidentally, the invaders, or rather, custoeon yet What awaits the assassins that block their way Using ence Perusal, I was peeking o-, Ithem

『Mister, I recommend our inn!』

『No, come to ours!』

『We’ve got cute girls!』

『Weapons, ar! Please come to our shop!』

『You’re eon without being fully prepared!』

『If you leave your things with us, you can fail in the dungeon without a problee store is this way!』

『Won’t you buy a eon will be quite hard, you know!』

Indeed; the assassins known as touters

But still, these salespeople are all really formidable merchants Are they really Evil God followers? Or could it be that I overly motivated them with my revelation the other day?

The sers that make it past the iron willed assassins, as well as the people that folded and come a day late can reach as far as the teeon

However, lurking by the door are the second round of assassins

And right now, a victier had freshly arrived And as though completely natural, the second round of assassins appeared before then

『Do you believe in Anri-sama~!?』

『OWAH!? W-, who the heck are you』

It was a blonde haired man in luxurious priest’s clothes… the Merry Pope Harvin Any head of state should be really busy, but whenever new guests come, he often appears

『Anri as in… the Evil God? Of course I don’t believe in so like that!』

Hearing his reaction, I basically thought “Well, yeah” but the Pope looked up at the sky like it was the end of the world

『Oohh, what sin! Anri-sarant these pitiful lambs your mercy』

『Who the hell is a pitiful lamb!』

Please what?

By the way, this is a bit of a digression but this is his fifth ti those words today There have also only been five batches of challengers today And each tirieved like it was the end of the world The challengers all yelled angrily at his words, but he wasn’t moved at all

『I present this to you A precious scripture copied personally by my hand Please read this and learn of Anri-sama』

While saying that, he took out a single book and handed it to the challenger The man took the book by reflex, and accidentally accepted it

…Indeed He accepted it

『The heck is… Wai-, UOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!? Ain’t this the Black Scripture? What the fuck have you done!』

Apparently the infahout the other countries, and so the man realised what had been handed to him Once somebody accepts the cursed scriptures, they continually meet with misfortune until they transcribe a copy and hand it to soh this h the surrounding nations …It’s a book of h

But still, just how many copies has he written This is almost the 20th book he’s taken out of his pocket, today alone

『I’LL REMEMBER THIS YOU fuckERRRR!!!』

Leaving behind a clichéd line, the challenger ran out of the terab the things he needs to write a copy

And like that, through the second round of assassins, the challenger who had finally ain, today the “Holy Land of the Evil God” continues to boast of being inable

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…Wai-, isn’t that bad? How is anything going to get done if everybody gets driven off at the entrance

It’s great that the dungeon is iive up and never coain The first round of assassins──the touters──are fine since they’re just slowing the theood

“Divine Punishment”

I teleported the tray froht above it

『Haha, I truly apologise I was a little too eager in my missionary work』

I was conversing with the Pope across the screen, who now had a lump on his head I’ things is terrible Nothe to do is ht h that instead though

『Proselytising is fine, but chasing the for theo for them when they leave』