This Wasn’t an Erotic Game?

Chapter 15
Construction Goes Wrong
『 Translator – Divinity 』

The child’s body was in a truly dreadful state.

Even her bones were rotting, emitting a foul and disgusting odor, and her skin was festering and oozing pus and fluids endlessly.

It was a terrible stench that made me instinctively frown, but I didn’t even flinch.

As I said, I was a gore movie enthusiast.

My mental fortitude wasn’t so weak that I’d be fazed by this.

“Agh!! Agh!! Ah…”

The girl’s screams, initially filled with pain, gradually began to subside.

The sounds of bones, flesh, skin, and blood vessels being rearranged and twisted by my skill filled the room.

The rotten bones regenerated, and the decaying muscles and blood vessels were restored to a pristine state.

The skin that had been spewing pus and fluids became white and clean, and her dry, brittle hair, seemingly gnawed at by rats due to the pain, grew back healthily.

Her gaunt face was restored, and finally, my modifications ended with her emaciated, mummy-like body, likely caused by the pain preventing her from eating or sleeping, gaining a healthy amount of flesh and muscle.

I lifted the girl, now clean and healthy, from the ground.

“M-Mom… Dad…”

She touched her body here and there with trembling hands.

Perhaps because of the pus and fluids, she wasn’t wearing a single piece of clothing.

So everyone in the room could see her completely healed body.

“I… I’m not in pain anymore. I…”

“Cecilia!! Ohhh!! Oh, my daughter! My daughter!!”

Her mother rushed to her daughter and embraced her.

The daughter hugged her mother back.

Her mother started to sob, and her daughter started to cry as well.

But it wasn’t over yet.

“It’s not over yet.”

I pulled Mr. and Mrs. Scrooge towards me and took one of each of their hands.

“W-What are you doing… Ugh!!”

With the cracking sound of bodies being reconstructed, Mr. and Mrs. Scrooge’s bodies also began to undergo modification.

As expected.

Just as I thought.

Didn’t you say you were suppressing the contagiousness with medicine?

Thanks to that, they hadn’t contracted the contagious Rotting Plague, but both of them seemed to be in a terrible state, both physically and mentally exhausted from paying for their daughter’s treatment.

On top of that, Mrs. Scrooge also had pneumonia, and her lungs were a complete mess.

I eradicated all of that in an instant.

Scrooge’s skin and hair, weathered and aged by the harsh realities of life, were restored to a pristine condition. He now looked like an ordinary middle-aged man.

The same went for Mrs. Scrooge.

She no longer coughed.

Instead, she had transformed into a dignified middle-aged woman with glowing skin and long hair.

After healing both of them, I quietly stepped back, and at that moment, a thunderous cheer erupted behind me.

“Lilia of Grace! Oh, Goddess!”

“A saint!! He truly is a saint!”

The priests and paladins of the Lilia Church, witnessing my erotic game skills for the first time, burst into tears and collapsed to the floor.

The High Priest had an expression as if his soul had left his body.

“I believe! Punish me for ever doubting you! Ah! Goddess!! Oh, Goddess!!”

The police officers took off their hats and looked at me with wonder, and the paladins of the Sun Church, for some reason, were tearing up.

While everyone was sobbing and wailing…

“Humph!! You fraud! Do you think I’ll believe you?”

Scrooge’s sharp voice pierced my ears.

I turned my head to look at Jonathan Karma.

He was staring at his daughter, his wife, and himself with suspicion.

“Do you have any idea how many fake saints like you there have been?”

His sharp, accusing voice was enough to instantly transform the scene of gratitude into an inquisition.

“That blasphemous fool!! How dare he to the Saint!!”

“He mocks the Goddess of Grace!”

The paladins of the Lilia Church were ready to draw their swords at any moment, and the police officers and the paladins of the Sun Church were openly expressing their disgust.

But Scrooge didn’t seem to care.

“Shut up! Do you think I’ll fall for that just because you all come swarming in and shout? I’ve been through this countless times!! I’d be a fool to fall for it again!! A fool!”

Scrooge quickly ran to a corner of the room and brought back an armful of things.

Scrolls, magic potions, a strange-looking wand I had never seen before, a mirror with a peculiar magic circle drawn on it, and so on.

Various items.

“Just wait until you’re exposed as a fake!! You fraud! I’ll report you immediately!! You’ll die by my hand!!”

Scrooge said, then took out a potion and sprayed it on his daughter, his wife, and himself.

And he waited triumphantly.

Five minutes passed.

The first crack appeared in Scrooge’s expression.

“There’s no reaction. I guess you’re using a pretty good scam technique, huh?”

He gave me a scornful laugh and prepared the next item.

“This scroll will reveal the truth!! It’s a dispel scroll I bought for a hefty price!!”

The scroll was torn.

But the three of them remained unchanged.

Scrooge’s expression wavered even more.

“Th-This!! This mirror will expose your deception!! If I use this!”

He looked at his daughter and wife’s bodies in the mirror with the magic circle.

His breathing grew ragged.

“If I use this… If I use this… your fraud will be exposed… exposed…”

Scrooge continued to try various things, but there was still no change.

His daughter remained perfectly healed, and so did his wife.

“A real miracle… There can’t be a real saint. Those bastards took all my money… No, there can’t be a real…”

Scrooge was now crying.

Finally, after waving a strange-looking wand in the air with no reaction, Jonathan Karma collapsed on the floor and started sobbing like a child.

The paladins and priests who had been angry, and the police officers, now had solemn expressions and lowered their heads.

I approached the wailing Jonathan.

And quietly embraced him.

He clung to me fiercely.

“Why!…. Why did you come now!! Why!!… Why didn’t you… come sooner!!…”

“I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.”

There was no further response.

“Daddy!”

“Honey!!”

His wife and daughter rushed over.

The four of us huddled together, and Jonathan Karma’s family, as if trying to release all their pent-up sorrow, wept for a long time.

I hugged the three family members tightly.

Just hearing their story, I could imagine the hardships they had endured.

After going through so much, wouldn’t it be alright for them to have a moment of happiness?

After nearly thirty minutes of intense crying, Jonathan seemed to have calmed down.

Alright.

Now, if I asked for a little more time to raise the money, wouldn’t he listen?

“Saint, I will give you my factory site! Take it! Just take it and use it!”

Wait a minute.

This isn’t right.

I need the Lilia Church to spend money!!

I need to make them lose money by investing in your trashy land!

“The Goddess of Grace has granted my greatest wish, so I will also give you what is most precious to me! Just take it! It’s a gift! I will offer my factory site as a donation!!”

“No, Mr. Jonathan Karma, we can’t…”

“It’s a miracle!”

“Grace is upon us!!”

The shouts of the Lilia Church priests interrupted me.

Before I could do anything, Jonathan Karma and High Priest Yodel had already signed the contract, which stated that the factory site and everything on it would be donated to the Church.

In an instant.

Far from suffering a loss…

The Lilia Church had acquired an entire, massive factory site in the heart of the capital, even if it was in the slums.

***

I headed towards the factory site, which had just legally become the property of the Lilia Church, leading a large crowd of followers once again.

A dirty, filthy land covered in industrial waste and garbage.

Damn it.

I was going to make the Church spend money, but they got it for free.

But it didn’t matter.

There were plenty of ways to make them spend money.

“Clear the garbage, demolish the factory, and dig up the ground.”

“Dig up the ground, you say?”

“Deep. Dig as deep as possible. And build a tall, multi-story temple.”

After coming to the capital, I realized that reinforced concrete technology existed in this world, as I could easily see five or six-story buildings.

I’m going to build a tall, towering temple and live a life of luxury.

The cost of demolishing the factory, the cost of cleaning up the garbage, the labor costs of hiring workers to dig up the ground…

If you add it all up, not only would it take time, but it would also cost a tear-inducing amount of money.

After spending a fortune to build the temple, if they saw me living a life of endless debauchery on top of it, wouldn’t even High Priest Yodel slap me and leave?

“Start immediately…”

“The Saint said to dig deep and build a tall temple!! Let’s clear the garbage!! It’s the will of the Goddess!”

My ambitious plan began to unravel as High Priest Yodel shouted.

As soon as Yodel shouted, a huge number of poor people swarmed in.

Looking closely, they were all the people I had healed.

“Let’s repay the grace the Saint has bestowed upon us!”

A massive crowd rushed in, wanting to help clear the factory.

As expected, there was no one who wanted to be paid.

“Alright! Let’s form a line! We’ll take turns going in, cleaning up, and coming back out!! Got it?”

The paladins of the Sun Church and the police officers controlled the crowd to prevent accidents.

“Go and buy food! Now!! We need to provide food for those working!!”

High Priest Yodel and the paladins and priests of the Lilia Church went to buy food.

And me?

“Saint!! Bestow your grace!! My child is sick!”

“My mother is coughing up blood! Saint!”

Perhaps because I had done it a few times now and gotten used to it, a long line naturally formed in front of me.

This isn’t right.

Damn it.

But it’s okay.

Demolishing the building would cost a lot of money.

Look at that huge factory.

It would take at least a few months to demolish it all.

The Lilia Church’s funds would be drained by the garbage disposal costs and the workers’ wages.

Surely, it would.

As I was thinking that and healing the poor…

I felt a suffocating fear grip my entire body.

The witch!!

The four-armed nuclear bomb witch!!

No!! I made her two-armed, why does she have four arms again?!

Why is she here?!

“Saint!”

The witch, spotting me, ran towards me with an overjoyed expression.

And before I could do anything, she hugged me tightly.

The scent of a woman, overwhelmingly potent for a solitary loser like me, wafted from her.

“I wanted to see you!”

The witch shouted, her face radiating happiness.

I was frozen, barely able to respond.

“Why are you here?”

Yes!! Why are you here!! You said you didn’t want to see me again!! I don’t have a hobby of keeping bombs by my side!!

“The Magic Tower accepted me back. Tomorrow, I will be officially announced as the next Tower Master. I wanted to share this good news… That’s why I came. Is there anything I can do to help?”

The Magic Tower accepted you back?

The next Tower Master?

Weren’t you a dark magician???

But the paladin said there was no witch like you in the Magic Tower??

It didn’t seem like the paladin of the Sun Church was lying.

What in the world is going on?

While chaos, destruction, and confusion were raging in my mind, preventing me from answering, the witch looked at the factory site where cleaning was underway.

“We need to hurry up and clean and demolish the factory!! There’s still a lot to do, so we need to move quickly!!”

Hearing High Priest Yodel shouting at the laboring poor, the witch smiled and looked at me.

“That factory. Are you planning to demolish it?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll take care of it!”

In an instant, the witch disappeared from before my eyes as if she had used teleportation.

I could feel that she was a true witch, unlike me, who was panting from exhaustion just using Time Stop.

And a moment later…

The witch suddenly reappeared in front of me, as if it were nothing.

Holding a large permit in her hand.

“It’s a magic use permit and a demolition permit! You need permission to use large-scale magic in the capital! Wait here. I’ll get rid of that factory right away!!”

No.

Wait a minute.

What about my plan to make the Lilia Church spend money on demolishing the factory?

What about my plan to make them lose money cleaning up that garbage?

No, witch!!

Stop!

But before I could stop her, the witch had already flown towards the factory site.

She showed the permit to the police officers who were managing the crowd and said something to them. The police officers quickly evacuated the people who were cleaning, and as soon as the evacuation was complete…

“Oh my god!”

“Good heavens!! How is that possible!!”

The witch drew her wand and waved it, and with that, the entire factory was lifted into the air.

No.

It wasn’t just the factory.

The industrial waste and garbage that the poor people had diligently collected were also lifted into the air.

And the factory building and the garbage, lifted high, disappeared with a poof in the next moment.

In just one day.

The abandoned factory, overflowing with waste and garbage, had transformed into a clean, empty lot.

Fuck.

This isn’t right!