The Romance Fantasy’s Pushover Crown Prince Is No More - Chapter 44

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◈ The Romance Fantasy’s Pushover Crown Prince Is No More ◈

Chapter 44: Saintess (3)

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Calling the Heavenly Mandate Proclamation a great success was nowhere near enough to describe its tremendous results.

“How can there be such warm, familiar light?”

“It’s the Saintess’s blessing... Her blessing...!”

“Saintess! Saintess!”

From the commoners...

“She is more than worthy of being appointed by His Highness the Crown Prince.”

“That’s right. She truly seems like the perfect Saintess.”

“I really like the sound of Imperial Saintess. Not just any Saintess, but the Empire’s Saintess.”

To the nobles.

The mood was overwhelmingly positive, and the event itself remained orderly without a hint of confusion.

Everyone was enthusiastic, yet no one was excessively excited. They remained calm.

Naturally, that was all thanks to Rowena’s Divine Power.

Her wish for everyone’s well-being had reduced the likelihood of anything going wrong as much as possible.

“Saintess! Saintess!”

“Wow... She’s so beautiful.”

“Romper? Maybe I should believe in it too. The Saintess and the Little Sun believe in it...”

That wish for well-being naturally turned into admiration.

People began to feel the desire to have faith and offer prayers.

Not prayers to the existing Romper Church.

Prayers to the Romper Church newly born in the Empire.

The people’s wishes gathered around the faith beneath the sun.

Fwoooosh.

Rowena realized that their wishes were flowing toward her.

The rate at which her Divine Power rose was on an entirely different level from when she had been in the Holy Kingdom.

It was an elation she had never felt, even in places called holy lands.

“....”

The Saintess quietly looked down at the people from the top of the stairs.

Then she slowly knelt and assumed a posture of prayer.

A prayer to the sun.

For the Crown Prince, who had disappeared with the Saint and the Prospective Saintess who had suddenly intruded.

‘May no hardship dare harm him.’

He was surely doing unpleasant work somewhere out of sight.

Seeing the Holy Kingdom’s people disappear all at once, she could roughly guess what had happened.

The Saintess’s prayer for the Crown Prince.

Rowena hoped that prayer would reach him.

“Thank you, Rowena.”

And it reached the Crown Prince perfectly.

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‘I only read up to around Chapter 50, so I thought gods would automatically be strong.’

The gods people generally imagined and the gods in I’m Full Because Everyone Keeps Giving Me Things seemed to have very different natures.

Still, gods in fantasy novels came in many forms depending on the setting.

‘There are gods that are practically deus ex machina, while others feel more like transcendent beings.’

If I had to classify them, the gods in I’m Full Because Everyone Keeps Giving Me Things seemed to fall into the latter category.

I didn’t know whether gods of the former kind existed, but one thing was certain. Romper was the latter kind.

Fwoosh.

Sol Velos.

The Great Prophet’s power, said to have swallowed one of the two suns in the past.

Now that Divine Power had settled into that power, I could finally inflict meaningful damage on the Saint.

Slash!

One of the Saint’s arms flew away with absurd ease.

“Ugh!”

I no longer needed to target Mirne and was openly aiming for the Saint.

Yet Valerian could not even react properly and clutched at his missing arm.

Rather than thinking of hiding behind the massive shield he had somehow pulled out, he reacted instinctively to pain he had felt for the first time in his life.

“Did you grow up like a greenhouse flower?”

The sun outside the greenhouse would be far different from what he had imagined.

‘I’ll end this in one blow.’

Without the same regeneration as before, Valerian could not move aggressively.

He instinctively kept trying to pull back, only to suffer even deeper wounds because of it.

‘He’s even giving me room to swing comfortably.’

Thanking Valerian for conveniently placing himself within the greatsword’s range, I immediately wrapped Sol Velos’s power around the blade.

“Y-You’ll kill me? There will be war! A war!”

“Did you think you could bare your fangs at the Crown Prince and continue living in the Empire?”

“I am the Saint! The Holy Kingdom’s Saint! How can you do this to me?!”

I did not bother answering further.

‘Summary execution.’

There was more than enough justification.

The messages did not react in any particular way, either.

No, it would not matter even if they did.

Like with the Northern Grand Duke, I only needed to kill him before he could fully reveal his strength.

‘Sol Velos is easier to handle than before.’

Like a sword just before it was forged.

The blade did not catch fire. The sword itself changed color.

It looked as though lava itself had become a sword.

A force capable of erasing everything settled into the blade.

-Only this sword... can fully endure my power.

The moment the sword changed color, the Crown Prince’s memories rose to the surface again.

-But even so, what meaning does it have? Isn’t this meaningless power?

There was a somewhat self-mocking tone to it.

This time, he was not speaking to anyone.

He was lamenting the situation to himself.

‘Is this the past, considering he looks different from me now?’

So he had dressed differently when he was younger.

Muttering that inwardly, I focused on the current situation.

Amid the memories suddenly pouring into me...

“Sunflash.”

The name of the Crown Prince’s technique slipped from my mouth unconsciously.

The crimson blade burned white-hot, and at the same time, I immediately understood what I had to do.

From above to below.

The sword, raised high toward the sun, fell straight toward the ground.

Its target was a god descended into a human body.

And at the same time, the Saint who had bared his fangs.

There was not even a sound of cutting.

My sword swallowed every sound around it.

A silence so complete it was suffocating.

In a space where no sound could be heard, the uncontrolled flames madly devoured everything around them.

Fwoooosh!

My vision had long since turned pure white.

The Saint hurriedly hid behind his massive shield to prepare for the horrific catastrophe about to unfold.

Yet even if he hid behind that shield and blocked the front, the Saint was already standing inside the flames.

Sssss.

Half the shield turned to smoke and disappeared.

And wherever the shield was lost, an equal portion of the Saint’s body disappeared with it.

There would be no more regeneration.

The Divine Power wrapped around Sol Velos was Divine Power that denied gods.

Divine Power that denied Divine Power.

The Saintess’s Divine Power, which acknowledged that even gods stood beneath the sun, was no different from deadly poison to a god.

Divine Power that came only from humans, for humans, and was built by humans.

“Arrrgh!”

Though half his body had disappeared, the Saint was still moving.

Normally, it would not have been strange for him to die immediately.

No, to be precise, the Saint had already been dead for some time.

[ You have inflicted a fatal wound on the descended Romper. ]

[ Romper no longer has the strength to prevent division. ]

[ A new Romper god is born. ]

[ The original Romper can no longer maintain its Divine Power. ]

The one screaming now was not Valerian, but Romper.

Yet Romper was also meeting its end.

The Divine Power dwelling within Sol Velos.

[ The Saint is completely dead. ]

[ The divided Romper has vanished. ]

[ You have perfectly completed the narrative of the ‘Saint who died miserably while protecting the protagonist because of the difference in strength.’ ]

[ The Saint’s narrative will not be transferred elsewhere. ]

It was the moment a human killed a god.

‘Is it over?’

The Saint was dead.

Romper had vanished.

The messages had said so, so there were no variables left.

Sssss.

As soon as everything ended, the sword returned to its original color.

I had not even withdrawn Sol Velos’s power, yet it had returned to normal.

Could the sword store power on its own?

‘I’ll have to look into that later too.’

Thinking that, I looked at Mirne, who was standing there without being able to do anything.

“You were clearly within Sunflash’s range. It’s surprising that you’re completely unharmed even though you couldn’t escape.”

I had not targeted her, but Sunflash’s destructive range was enough to erase everything around it.

It should have been power that erased everything without leaving even ashes behind.

Yet Mirne, despite being within that range, was perfectly fine.

As though she had used some invincibility cheat.

“The Saint committed a crime within the Empire, so the Pope who came with him won’t escape punishment either.”

Mirne still said nothing.

She only stared blankly at me, as if she had been shocked.

‘Seeing as she hasn’t done anything since telling me to stop, was there nothing like this in the original story?’

Come to think of it, I could not understand why Mirne was here.

She had come with the Saint, so I had brought her along.

“It’s fortunate this happened before you were recognized as the Saintess. If you had been officially recognized, you would have been held responsible as well.”

“...As a Prospective Saintess, I’ll find it difficult to escape responsibility too.”

“Have you finally decided you want to speak?”

“I apologize, Your Highness. The situation was so urgent... I could not properly keep up with what was happening.”

“For someone who says that, you deliberately tried to pressure me when you told me to stop.”

“That was... because it was the Divine Power of the Romper Church. I believe it tried to stop you according to the will of the god Romper, against my own will.”

Why had she come here in the first place?

‘Was there something like this in the original story? Or did some transmigrator-exclusive benefit tell her something?’

Several thoughts crossed my mind.

“Don’t think I’ll let this go with such a flimsy excuse.”

I grabbed Mirne by the hair and slammed her into the ground.

Bang!

“Ah!”

If I did not intend to kill her, then I could still hurt her.

The idea that I could not even injure her was ridiculous.

‘It works even though I only thought it.’

The moment Mirne’s head struck the ground and she writhed in pain...

Rumble.

The Spirits beside Mirne looked as though they were about to move.

“No! Don’t! Nobody respond! Absolutely not! I’m the one who did wrong!”

Mirne desperately stopped them.

That was disappointing.

‘I was hoping to farm some more Spirits.’

The Spirits around Mirne were not under contract.

If they showed themselves, I could immediately seize and take them.

But that had been stopped.

Clicking my tongue inwardly, I immediately pressured Mirne.

“Why is the Crown Princess of the Macelin Kingdom at an Imperial event? I could understand if you came as the Saintess or a Prospective Saintess, but why hide your identity and sneak in like this?”

“If you don’t speak properly, I’ll use this as grounds to destroy the Macelin Kingdom.”

The current possibility of destruction was 60%.

[ The Saint of the Holy Kingdom has vanished. ]

[ The possibility of the Empire’s destruction decreases. ]

[ Current possibility of the Empire’s destruction: 50% ]

[ Status Summary: The Empire may be destroyed within five years. ]

It was 50% now.

‘It may be destroyed? It sounds like a weather forecast.’

Like it might rain, or it might not.

As I waited for Mirne’s answer amid such pointless thoughts...

“Th-That is...”

Mirne said something I had never expected.

“I heard rumors that Dark Mages were active in the Empire... I came to investigate them secretly...!”

‘Dark Mages?’

There were such people in the Empire?

I had not heard anything like that even in the recently improved public-safety situation.

‘But if Mirne says they exist, then they do.’

After all, she was supposedly a transmigrator protagonist who had read the original novel and entered its world.

Which meant Mirne’s words were...

‘...Dark Mages are going to appear in the Empire later?’

It meant that, in the not-too-distant future, the Empire would fall into chaos.

But now that I knew in advance, it would be fine.

I only needed to find and kill them the moment they became active.

‘Where did she hear the rumors, and why did she try to investigate secretly... I’ll have to bring her to the Imperial Palace and ask about those things.’

I wanted to question her further, but I had already left in the middle of the Heavenly Mandate Proclamation.

There was no need to keep questioning her in a place like this, either.

I decided to move elsewhere first.

“I’ll hear the details at the Imperial Palace.”

“Y-Yes...!”

Mirne said she would follow me.

Just as I was about to head to the Imperial Palace...

“...Valerian!”

Only long after everything had ended did the Pope finally appear.

I had moved quite far away, yet somehow the Pope found us immediately.

‘Did the Pope guess where the Divine Power had disappeared?’

As I considered that...