While Fabius dispelled the evil god’s energy from the two forest guardians, I exined to my friends why I was here.


    "I came here because the ipetent and pathetic god begged me to. But I figured you guys wouldn’t be able to handle it, so I called out to the perverts who are itching to get trampled."


    I received a divine revtion, and that’s why I came here.


    But I didn’t mention the details since things seemed dangerous.


    Not that I just threw myself into danger—I brought people who could help.


    Listening to my words, tranted by the Mesugaki skill, I couldn’t help but feel like my exnation wascking credibility.


    No one would believe that someone who insulted the god with the highest authority in this world would have received a revtion from that very god.


    Even I would think it was a crazy girl spouting nonsense!


    "A revtion?"


    "It would have been nice if you had told us earlier."


    But my friends'' reactions werepletely different from what I had expected. They didn’t even doubt for a second that I had received a divine revtion.


    I was confused by their calm response, and as I tilted my head, Joey let out a chuckle.


    "Lady Yuria, you’re recognized as a holy knight by Fabius. Why would receiving a revtion be strange?"


    I suppose that makes sense? But still...


    "You’re not the apostle chosen by the god, though. A revtion should be entirely possible."


    "That’s right. The god doesn’t discriminate."


    ...Hmm. Well, I am the apostle of the perverted god, after all.


    Forget it.


    If I don’t need to exin myself, then that’s fine by me.


    No need to worry about it.


    "Lady."


    "...Hm? What is it, idiot?"


    "Weren’t you scared?"


    "Puhaha. Do you think I’d be scared of these pathetic trash? They’re nothing but garbage."


    "Is this revtion just a one-time thing?"


    "I figured it wouldn’t be, but it seems there were even more dangerous things ahead."


    "How boring. I like dangerous things too."


    The looks from my friends became mixed with worry, sympathy, and slight anger, which made my heart flutter.


    "Everyone."


    I didn’t know how to react, so I was fumbling with my lips when the perverted apostle chimed in.


    "Don’t worry. Lady Yuria is far stronger than you think."


    "Have you worked with her before, Prete?"


    Joey politely asked the question, and the perverted apostle nodded with a smile.


    "To be exact, I received help unterally. If Lady Yuria hadn’t saved me, I wouldn’t be standing here."


    When the renowned perverted apostle expressed his sincere gratitude, admiration mixed in with my friends'' gazes.


    Unable to bear it any longer, I ran away from their eyes under the pretext of helping Fabius.


    "I’ll ept your kindness, Lady. We’re almost done here."


    Fabius began healing, and in no time, the two forest guardians had almost fully recovered.


    At this rate, they seemed to be almost as good as they had been before.


    Perhaps it was thanks to bing a true saint that I had grown stronger so quickly?


    As I admired the sight, Fabius smiled.


    "The ease with which these two were healed is thanks to you, Lady. Your divine power during the battle significantly weakened the evil god’s influence."


    ...Hmm. But it’s still impressive, isn’t it? If I hadn’t done some of these things, there’s no way the guardians would have recovered like this.


    <Shouldn’t you be worrying about whether their forms will stay intact? >


    ‘Not to that extent! Does my status as an apostle of the god not mean anything to you?!’


    It’s true that my control over divine power is clumsypared to Fabius, but still, I could probably overpower most priests!@@novelbin@@


    As I grew frustrated with the teasing old man, Fabius spoke up, indicating that the healing wasplete.


    <Your friends are right. They’ll be awake after some rest.>


    Hearing my grandfather’s confirmation, I grabbed the bear’s leg and dragged it along.


    The bear’s body was heavy, but it wasn’tpletely immovable.


    Considering the harsh training I’d undergone in the Allen Knight Order, this wasn’t much.


    I asked the others to bring the tree and left the dungeon. A strong scent of blood hit my nose.


    "Wee back, Miss. The tasks youmanded have beenpleted."


    "The knight is correct. There is no one left here practicing dark magic."


    Before I could respond, Adria, who had been behind, confirmed the statement.


    As I turned to look around, I saw the confused fox spirit puffing smoke, the anxious Myrr, and the pale-faced Vici.


    Vici’s face, looking like she was about to vomit at any moment, proved that what had happened in the forest was no light matter.


    "...Oh my god! Helling! Are you okay?!"


    "Dog! Are your ears and eyes just for decoration? What’s there to worry about with this bear?"


    "Thank you so much, Lady Yuria! I regret doubting you when you entered the dungeon! How can I repay you for this favor?"


    "Don’t celebrate just yet, dog."


    "...Eh?"


    "There’s one more behind us."


    As I smiled and spoke, the giant tree appeared from beyond the dungeon’s door.


    Myrr, who had been staring nkly, turned his eyes red and finally burst into tears.


    Vici, experiencing what the words "choking" really meant, was in the midst of gasping for breath.


    "So, Lady Yuria, you were asking for help, not simply giving orders?"


    "Well, it wasn’t exactly asking for help, it was more of a one-sidedmand."


    "You mean Lucy Allen has abilities that make her worth taking along? How enviable."


    "My abilities aren’t that impressive..."


    "Strange. You look weak. Where exactly is your strength? Should I find out by fighting you?"


    "...Please, don’t."


    The friends who had juste out of the dungeon with Lucy were subtly showing their irritation at the fact that Vici was the one chosen by Lucy over them.


    They weren’t bad people, but their words, half in jest and half in earnest, felt like torture for Vici.


    For someone like her, from an unnamed noble family on the outskirts, the yful teasing of princes, dukes, and countesses felt like stones thrown at a frog.


    It would have been better to fight the dark magicians in the forest. At least back then, while my insides were uneasy, my mind was at ease!


    "Everyone, Vici is having a hard time."


    Fabius stepped in to stop the others, but Vici’s heart grew heavier under Fabius’ smile.


    For Vici, a dark magician, Fabius was no different from a reaper in reality.


    The moment he spoke, we were all doomed, including her family!


    My disguise... it hurts.


    I feel like there’s a hole in my stomach!


    As Vici''s life seemed to be draining away, I stood at the heart of the forest, having brought her here.


    I still had onest thing to do in the forest.


    "The foolish bear got itself beaten by those shady types, and now the whole forest is filled with their disgusting energy. If we leave it like this, not only will butterflies stay away, but even the old hag here will be cursed."


    I pointed to Adria as I exined. Myrr nodded, having seen how much the forest had been corrupted while dealing with the dark magicians.


    If we left it like this, it was more likely that the forest would lose its guardian power and the forest would perish rather than being revived.


    "What should we do?"


    Myrr asked in a serious tone, looking at me.


    She had performed countless miracles up until now.


    I was ready to listen to anything Lucy said.


    After saving the two forest guardians, Myrr’s trust in Lucy had reached its peak.


    Looking into Myrr’s earnest gaze, Lucy chuckled and extended one hand forward.


    When Myrr tilted his head in confusion, Lucy clicked her tongue.


    "This is why lowly dogs are troublesome. When you extend your hand, you should raise it in return. How were you educated?"


    Myrr trembled as he suppressed his pride as a wolf, but he eventually bit his lip and extended his hand, trembling.


    However, his hand never touched Lucy’s.


    As soon as he reached out, Lucy withdrew her hand with a mockingugh.


    "Why the face? You think I’ll allow the hand of a dog like you? There’s a level of difference, you know."


    "...Oh."


    "Puhaha. Don’t worry. Seeing your pathetic pride is amusing. I’ll help you specially."


    Myrr’s face turned red as he bit his lip, but Lucy stood firm in the center of the forest. She took a deep breath, looking around at the scenery.


    Then, she ced her hands neatly over her chest.


    Light began to radiate from her, centered around her.


    "Ipetent god. Are you watching? I’m sure if it were you, you''d be sniffing around, wanting to smell my sweat."


    Her words were irreverent and disturbing. There was no sanctity in her tone, only yfulughter.


    "Hold back your perverted desires for a bit and give me the divine power. You should at least have that much conscience. After all, you’re a god, right?"


    Despite her tone being more like an insult than a prayer, the divine energy surrounding her only grew stronger.


    "Hmm. You really are a perverted bastard."


    As she muttered mockingly, her divine power inscribed itself into the destend.


    A miracle from the god had begun to unfold, starting with Lucy Allen, this girl.