The World-Class Extra’s Walkthrough Chapter 3

Episode 3:

NPC Became the 3rd Prince

10 minutes later, I was muttering this to myself.

‘Now, I am the god Aolem. Aeolem is the god of revenge. Ssaktunggappagi is the god of nuisance, Olem itself, who has already been replaced by taffy…’

He was in the process of casting method acting to realistically impersonate the descendant of God.

At first, I was concerned about whether it would be possible to imitate the authority of God with this fat body.

“You are the descendant of Aeolem?”

“this guy! How dare you point a finger at my body! “Are you really crazy?”

“No, that’s a bit much.”

“Shut up! Will you come to your senses if your fingers are cut off one by one by the blade of my revenge?”

“….”

“Or should I cut something else? ok? Take your pants down right now! “I will personally change your gender!”

Are the lines a bit strange?

It doesn’t matter.

After all, Aeolem was a godhead who was just as frivolous and outgoing as I am now.

What worried me deeply was the dignified feel of the voice.

“You guys! How dare you say that to me!”

Unexpectedly, a voice came out so heavy that it was surprising that it was from the royal family.

‘It feels like someone is helping me with this?’

Thanks to this, the assassins who were trying to kill Gilroshan, or had already hit him once, were just watching each other.

Once the deception operation was successful, I sighed in relief.

‘Still, I’m glad it’s Aeolem. If it had been Goddess Ymer, who is famous for not descending, things would have gone awry.’

According to the original setting, there are a total of 12 gods in the world of < God.Ver.se >.

And most of them were revelers who liked to interfere in the underworld.

So, in this world, big and small events were happening every day, and the NPCs were familiar with the gods.

‘In other words, it is a world where God’s followers and opponents, lovers and enemies live in a tangled mess.’

This setting was quite at odds with the game title.

The title of the game was < The World Abandoned by God >, but since the gods were running around red-faced, the title was completely the opposite.

‘Rather than that, I think a world where God messes around is more suitable.’

Of course, there was a good reason for this title.

It’s a piece of cake that only appears at the end of the scenario.

Anyway, among the 12 gods, ‘Aolem’ was the god who especially enjoyed intervening in the underworld.

As the god of revenge, Aeolem liked to get involved in all kinds of wars, strife, conflicts, and disputes.

And he was a deity who frequently revealed himself to his followers.

Thanks to this, my lying became quite easy.

“I understand for now, Aeolem. However, how about giving a glimmer of faith to believers who are not religious…”

“Faith? These kids? “Do you need faith?”

“….”

“Okay, good! “I’ll give you the faith that will make you cry!”

It was no use spouting nonsense one after another.

“The golden statue I offered on my altar last week! “Did you think I didn’t know that it was plated and not whole?”

“…yes?”

“And those Kishiris are planning to seduce my believers and take them away! “What are you going to do with that?”

“It’s just trying its best.”

“If I try my best, will church life end? through? If my collection fails, which of you will do your best to take responsibility? ok?”

“A harp… do you mean?”

“salt! You idiots! Light and cow! gold! “The same faith and faith!”

“…release it.”

By spewing out Aeolem-style nonsense in succession, I succeeded in loosening the rope that bound my hands and feet.

Of course, not everyone was simply fooled.

This is an old man who was called directly by me.

< Vamillo Demarque >

[Character] High priest of the Great Church of Aeolem. He is a cool-tempered old man who leads the Revenge Priests. While working as an assassin in the revolutionary army camp, he caused the ‘3rd Prince Assassination Incident’.

“I’m sorry I didn’t know. “You are Aolem of vengeance.”

He bowed his head quite politely, but there was a clear suspicion in his gaze towards me.

The cold eyes typical of an old man.

-Let’s watch for now.

It was roughly a mixture of these feelings.

‘As expected, he’s a cool-headed old man.’

It was also a natural reaction.

Even though Aolem is a god who appears frequently, this time the situation was so unexpected that it was strange to blindly believe it.

However, based on various knowledge about Aolem, I emphasized that it was his descendant.

“Thanks to you, I didn’t just use up my sacred power! My neck hurts too! My back hurts too! “You’re so offended, let’s all commit suicide!”

It was also effective to package the slave gladiator’s ‘taste for bondage’ shown above with the power of the god Aolem.

“Please forgive me.”

“Please have mercy.”

Thanks to this, the other guys were caught up in my pace while remaining silent.

In fact, it would be difficult to think that the incompetent Gilroshan would have prepared some other method.

The reputation of the 3rd prince, who was rumored to be an idiot, was helpful.

And crucially, the high priest did not try to refute my claim right now.

“I was disappointed because you did not give me revelation for a long time, but I am truly fortunate to meet you like this.”

On the contrary, the old man treated me as a god in a very natural way.

So I continued to go out calmly.

“Isn’t that because you are disloyal? If the offering on the altar was sturdy, then of course it would have come out as the main body! Was there any need to borrow such a weak body? “This is all your fault!”

“I’m sorry. But why did you come down so suddenly?”

“…hmm?”

“Do you have something urgent to say? “If you have something to say, you can leave an oracle to the archbishop, right?”

It is clear that he is suspicious, as he expertly pokes at important points.

I was just babbling.

“Every time I come down, there has to be a reason? Should I talk about all of that in detail? Hey, do you doubt me? Do you want to take your pants down? ok?”

“…I was presumptuous. “I’m sorry, Aeolem.”

Varmilo lowers his tail.

But the eyes still sparkle.

Of course, I also guessed what this old man was thinking.

‘First of all, since my name came up, I guess they are willing to hang out in order to properly understand the situation.’

That’s what I was aiming for.

Just shouting the name of Varmilo Dimarque, the leader of the assassins, makes it impossible for me to just drop my head.

Regardless of whether the lie is true or not, it is not normal for information to be leaked.

For that reason, Varmilo was shaking his head and agreeing with me.

But this wasn’t the only problem.

There was another person of interest.

The player character.

“….”

The guy was still hiding his face under the hood and remaining silent the entire time.

Thanks to you, I was so nervous that I was going crazy.

What are they thinking?

What is that guy’s identity?

‘I have no idea. Even though I insist that I am God, there is no response.’

Anyway, I survived for now.

These evil beasts that threatened this fat bastard of Giloshan were all priests called the ‘Priests of Vengeance’ and were also assassins.

‘Clergy take revenge and assassinate.’

…what a nasty setup.

In any case, they were not a force that acted arbitrarily.

They were elite soldiers belonging to the ‘revolutionary army’ camp in the western part of the continent.

‘It’s a huge force gathered to overthrow the empire.’

In the original < Sin.Verse > game, there are three major factions.

Baltic Magic Empire.

Revolutionary army.

5 tribes of beasts.

The Empire and the Revolutionary Army face off, and the Beast Tribe walks the line between them.

The assassination of the 3rd prince that occurred in this gap was a message sent from the revolutionary army to the empire.

-Free our comrades. Otherwise, the imperial bloodline will be hurt.

In other words, this was not just terrorism.

It was a special mission with political intent.

It failed today, but it was definitely something to try again.

‘So the assassin will definitely appear again.’

But I had no intention of giving up my neck.

I never wanted to feel like I was being stabbed alive again.

However, we couldn’t continue to pretend that we were God’s descendants.

If I didn’t want to get revenge on the petty god, I had to put an end to my lies.

So I was in trouble.

How can this damn 3rd prince survive?

‘The republican rebels need a reason to keep this man alive.’

And actually, there is one more thing here.

‘We need a way to save this bastard who has been receiving waste pay instead of extra pay.’

In other words, it is a situation where two goals must be achieved simultaneously.

Take care of everything from badass to badass!

It’s not a convenience store triangular gimbap, but they give 1+1 like this?

‘It’s really fun.’

If it weren’t for the fact that he was impersonating God in front of the assassins, he would have cheered.

“Pyeondori’s disposal is a big hit…”

“What did you say?”

“Ah, the connection with the main body was not good for a while.”

Actually, I already had an alternative in my head.

‘Still, I don’t know if I can do this as the 3rd prince…’

What should I do?

First, I have to live and see, right?

Blowing away all my distracting thoughts, I spoke in Aeolem’s voice.

“I will warn you. “The third prince will be an ‘apostle’ chosen by me, so don’t touch a single hair of his head.”

“…?”

“Giloshan will directly join the revolutionary army in the future! Do you understand?”

“…!”

The assassins’ expressions can be seen distorted.

I guess that’s inevitable since I lost the goal I worked so hard to secure.

So, I put a new cap on top of Gilroshan’s head.

Since he was already impersonating Aeolem, the setting ‘Gilroshan has become an apostle of God!’ was added.

The calculation was that this would result in a team kill, so they wouldn’t be able to touch this body right away.

But Varmilo Dimarck…

This old man’s eyes were flashing like a wild animal stalking its prey.

“Can I really believe that?”

A sneer that couldn’t be hidden passed across his lips.

The question was whether he would be able to handle it even after all the work was done like this.

I felt like my hair stood on end.

‘As expected, this old man was confident, not suspicious.’

From the beginning, Varmilo did not believe that I was impersonating Aeolem.

“All right. Then, according to Aolem’s will, we will leave the 3rd prince alive and return.”

The voice seemed polite at first glance, but had a sharp edge.

“There is no way the true Kangrimche lied, so it will be in the near future that the 3rd prince becomes an apostle and joins the revolutionary army. “It’s something I’m really looking forward to.”

Even as he said that, his eyes were shining cruelly.

“It’s a discarded species, but the blood of the empire is joining the revolutionary army…”

It’s as if he wants to dissect me right now, but will hold back for now.

…Yeah, I guess so.

I could understand those eyes.

If the priests leave this place and return to base, they will be able to quickly uncover the truth.

The archbishop closest to God would be able to confirm that such an apostle was not possessed.

Then, of course, the assassin will be dispatched again.

‘Will you be able to survive then? Will the empire protect you?’

That confidence meant that there was someone else behind this incident.

Actually, I know that too.

‘Even within the imperial family, there is someone seeking Giloshan’s head.’

Unless there was collusion from within and without, it would not have been possible for the emperor’s bloodline to suddenly and unexpectedly die in a forest like this.

No matter how much of a child you gave away.

“….”

Giloshan’s life was that dangerous.

We were in such an extremely dangerous situation that even using God’s name would do nothing but buy time.

But I grinned.

And he shouted loudly.

“Yes, that’s right! We should look forward to it! Could it be that I was lying?”

“…?”

“What if you guys don’t believe me? What if I said goo? What are you going to do? Are you going to bite the owner? Have you ever seen such pathetic and disloyal hunting dogs?”

Barmilo’s expression cracked slightly at my words, which were overflowing with confidence.

It seemed like he had no idea what I was believing or why I was acting like this.

But it’s possible.

I looked straight into the old man’s eyes and said.

“The Third Prince will not return to the Imperial Palace of the Empire.”

Then, Varmilo forgot that he was deceiving me and tilted his head.

“What does it mean to not return to the imperial palace…?”

I smiled quietly at him.

My goal was not to end with putting a single cap on top of this head.

Of course, the next step was necessary.

That was this.

“The 3rd prince will go to ‘Aurax’. You will soon become an apostle, so shouldn’t you prepare? Study doctrine too! “Chop my statue too!”

“What!”

“You keep this child safe while we get there. Don’t let even a single hair get hurt! Buy me food and drinks! Do you understand?”

Varmilo opened his mouth.

Aurax, the largest city in the West.

That place was none other than the headquarters of the revolutionary army.

To me, it was literally like the maw of a tiger.

But since I said I would go there myself, you probably won’t understand.

‘It’ll look like you’re using courage because you want to get behind it quickly.’

But right now, the rebels’ lair was safer for me than the empire’s imperial palace.

In the imperial palace, where the emperor controlled everything, the scope of movement was too narrow.

It looked like a safe fence, but it was like a closed prison where it was difficult to escape from the enemies inside.

But once you leave the imperial palace, the story changes.

‘There is an opportunity for growth.’

I was planning to seize that opportunity at Aurax.

For an imperialist, it was hostile territory, but for a gamer like me, it was the complete opposite.

It’s a newbie’s paradise!

So I was thinking of going to Aurax.

Anyway, once the next story is told, it will be safe to go around brandishing a sign saying that I am the third prince of the empire.

“Fifteen days from now.”

I looked around at the priests and opened my mouth.

“There will be a situation where the residents of Aurax will die in countless numbers. This child will prevent that situation, so you should know and prepare.”

“…!”

“…!”

This time, instead of impersonating, I made a prophecy.

How are you doing, you idiots?

You have no choice but to keep the damn 3rd prince alive, right?

We have no choice but to save him and take him to your base, right?

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