The Tutorial Is Too Hard

“Ha, ha, ha. ”

The priestess pants in trouble.

The priestess who took a short breath shouted:

“You've come all the way up here, what a poison! ”

That's what I want to say.

The priestess, who knew she was going to leave and go back, was still chasing her.

The priestess trembles with her arms and legs, but she is far behind, chasing after her.

“I said you can go back now. ”

The priestess's work was done by guiding her out of the complex streets easily and explaining the Church of Hope.

It was enough.

But the priestess didn't seem to think so.

“I can't do that! ”

I screamed the drain.

A bitter voice.

It was worth it.

The stairs leading to the shrine of the sage are now turning into a rock cliff.

To be honest, I used to call them stairs.

Are there stairs to climb, hanging from the ropes, looking for the defect of the cliffs?

As the air rises, so does the wind.

I couldn't hear each other's voices naturally.

It was irrelevant to me, but the priestess was screaming like she was trying to communicate.

Of course, my neck was resting.

“As a guide, I am obliged to accompany you to the end...! ”

Read it, read it.

I felt like I saw someone in the past.

“He's going to die. ”

Serenia mutters at your side.

It wasn't a sad voice.

I was just muttering about what was about to happen.

I couldn't help but ask the God of Hope.

What the hell was I doing raising a Spartan priestess on a peaceful planet like this?

[That's the doctrine.]

“Walking to the end? ”

It was a fucking doctrine.

[No, surviving to the end.]

Star.

Surviving.

You look sharp guarding that doctrine.

[I'm not talking about your life.]

Tsk, I had to wear my tongue.

The priestess was at her limit.

My trembling lips were telling me that my strength had run out.

I sometimes stop and see that my body is preparing to move.

That wasn't a pause to relax.

Because of excessive pain and fatigue, and because of fear, the brain is releasing hormones hard.

The human body does not squeeze the last force to overcome its limitations.

Instead, he anesthetizes himself as if he were preparing for death.

I watched for a moment and reached out to the priestess.

The priestess looks at her outstretched hand and is unable to react for a moment.

It wasn't until I waved my hand like a fishing rod in front of the fish that the priestess's eyes recognized my hand.

“Grab it. I'll get it up. ”

“… Thank you! ”

The priestess smiled brightly and thanked me in the meantime.

Then I raised my hand to hold my hand.

I had no strength in my hands.

I was sweaty.

It was a little awkward.

I grabbed his hand.

Half.

The priestess holds out her hand.

The priestess naturally drifted away from the ropes and from the imperfections of the cliffs.

It was just in my hands.

“Hey, there……. ”

The priestess looked at me with embarrassed eyes.

Her black pupils tell me how she feels.

I'm a little sorry.

But I wanted you to realize this opportunity.

Take care of yourself.

I let go.

The priestess, who had no strength left in her hands, began to fall.

The priestess could not even scream properly.

I just kept looking at myself as I fell.

I wouldn't have anything else to look at.

I kept falling, focusing on my hands that I left behind.

Blame.

I flicked my finger to move the priestess to the temple of the god of hope.

The priestess was lying on the floor of the street in front of the temple and was embarrassed and looked around.

After a while, she figures out where she is, and she falls down on the street, exhausted.

Those who wandered around the temple recognized her and began to lift her up.

It's going to be okay.

My muscles are gonna hurt like hell.

Perhaps after a few days of drinking a potion, you will be well again.

[Hehehe, very good.]

And the god of hope was happy.

Very violent.

I could feel the pulse of that feeling even to me.

“What, the horror and despair that the priestess felt as she fell, and the thought of you in that moment? ”

[Yeah, I wish I could have just fallen to the ground.]

You crazy bastard.

Even these faithful should know about this.

[Falling Humans are always aware. Oh, I fell far enough. I knew I was going to die when I started falling, but I had this delusion that I had at the end of the day. Maybe she'll live. Like this. Oh, I love that.]

This is the problem.

God does not care about the comfort of individual humans.

[Even if you move it a little further away. Just a little more…….]

It was not even worth talking about.

Ignored and quietly began climbing the stairs again.

This path, which should be written as a staircase and read as a killer rock climbing course, has layers of magic.

It was much longer than looking up from the street, and it was also harsh.

The sage up there said he cares about even the little things of the individual.

Of course.

If you can overcome these steps, you'll be the number one superhero on the planet.

Hearing that only the wise man stepped up and solved the continental crisis or disaster, etc. was bold.

Nevertheless, he had been accused of treating everyone equally and resolving all his worries.

It was a fuzzy level of character on the line between superhuman and god.

I understood the nature of God well.

He deserved to be called a wise man.

“In that sense, the God of Order is an ideal God. ”

It's literally an ideal god.

Forces the gods to have minimal rules, while rarely engages the mortal.

No matter how much I thought about it, God was desirable the further away from the humans.

God is never good.

Although it may seem indispensable for the world, God is never beneficial to the ordinary intellectuals who occupy the majority of the world.

At least all the gods I've seen and experienced in this world have.

Personality can only be extreme, and the moment you force it on your followers.

The life of the congregation begins to crumble.

Like this planet, the world was a little better where many gods could not force them to do anything.

“The god of order will be a god of transcendence. ”

[Transcendent God? It's a reasonable expression.]

The god of transcendent order will surely force his order on the world.

As the god of slowness has tried.

[The god of order has revealed that he has a self.]

By my provocation.

There was no reason not to just take the taunt.

The God of Order deliberately showed the world that he has a self.

You mean confident.

[You mean not for long.]

It was refreshing.

Stairs to solve your problems.

As I climbed up, I could clearly see what to do next.

It was obvious, actually.

No matter what worries you.

Soon I was able to climb all the stairs.

It was quick because there was no priestess who was delaying time.

At the end of the stairs was a well-laid shrine.

This is the tower of the Dragon Ball Karin...

There were some strange things.

Of course, the interior and landscaping conditions were disturbing in some famous cartoons.

There was something even weirder.

There were guards here, whether it was the Temple or the Leading Storage.

And the guards, all dressed in strange design armor, stopped together.

I approached him and looked around.

The guards are fine.

No signs of enchantment, no stiffness.

It just stopped.

Soon you can see what happened to the guards.

Time lapse.

They were trapped in time.

The power of the god of slowness to slow down all worlds except his own self.

It was a power so overwhelming that the power of the slow god, who almost swallowed up the world in the past, could not seem so evil that it seemed strange.

These guards have been overwhelmed by their power.

Even with something deformed.

Time is of the essence in all the world, leaving only your own ego as an exception.

However, the time lapse here only applies to guards, not to the world.

The guards are trapped in an infinitely slower world.

They stand on their guard, gazing forward without a thought, but the guards seem to be completely stopped.

The guards, of course, were the Wise Man's paws.

I'm a servant of God.

For those who hold God's power, the power of other gods cannot be applied in this way.

I can't do that......

“It keeps happening out of common sense. ”

It's already the first time today.

What a day.

“Did the god of slowness intervene? ”

[No. Rather than a god of slowness, um...]

The god of hope stopped to explain something.

Again, the god of hope does not open his mouth.

I hang out all day, but it doesn't help me when it's important.

You ignore the guards and enter the temple.

And I was able to face the sage.

The sage, like the guards outside, was acting strangely.

He was turned to stone.

This is ridiculous.

I tracked the power of the sage I encountered at the Pantheon to get here.

So I could be sure.

That rock is wise.

Should I consider it dead or alive?

It wasn't just a pebble.

The wise man was literally turned to stone.

There was no reason, no self, nothing left.

It was the same as Earth, which is sacred, but has no self.

“Phew. ”

If he had been dead, he would have just walked away.

God wasn't entirely immortal.

But God is a rock.

Let's get our minds clear.

The next question is how the wise man ended up like that.

The objective of the person who made the sage stone was the most important.

“It's because of me. ”

[I think so too.]

Rather than the mysterious existence of a grudge against the wise man suddenly turning the wise man into a stone today, and keeping Goi here.

It was better to think it was related to me who was tracking the sage.

[Rather than someone making a stone out of the sage who fled here, it is better to assume that they made a stone out of the sage and put it here. As far as I'm concerned, that rock has a few planets in it. This place is rather small.]

That's what I thought.

Originally, I thought that the wise man who became the stone had fled to this place to remind me of the God of Perforation and to make him stop me.

If someone deliberately left a sage here.

You may have promoted a collision between me and the perforated god.

necessarily the conflict that the god of order will react to.

Who?

I understand the nature of the perforated god.

Being able to intervene between the Pantheon and my collision to intercept the Wise Man.

In addition, we can use technologies that I don't understand and promote this situation.

You want me to know?

Or did you think I wouldn't notice?

If so.

“You look at me like I'm an idiot. ”

*

“How are you? ”

The answer never came back.

There is only silence.

Kirikiri didn't wait for an answer.

The answer that does not come right away will never come back.

That's how the god who proves time talks.

“Looks like you're doing well. Thank goodness. It's good to see you, too. ”

Kirikiri sighs and snorts.

The room of the slow god was a strange place.

Even after coming a few times, I felt that way.

“It's time. ”

[You're here to steal my power again.]