Evil God Chapter 12

After disposing of Bernando, I leave the room. Auretta was waiting in the hallway.

“No one came.”

“I see, thank you.”

“Also, I drew up the doc.u.ments you told me to.”

Bernando is dead.

However, his records show he’s still alive.

Bernando will now take a certain request and leave for the countryside.

I had Auretta make a doc.u.ment that says that.

It’s simple to make one person to suddenly disappear.

Everyone will eventually return from requests.

However, Bernard will never come back.

After some time pa.s.ses, some people will probably find it suspicious that he’s never come back.

However, adventurers occasionally lose their lives on requests.

It’s done just by processing the missing person.

There may be those among his friends who find it suspicious.

But how will they find out what happened on his trip?

“Even if you didn’t have me do this, couldn’t you have done anything you wanted with a man of this caliber?”

“If you kill, you get charged. This country wouldn’t be able to capture me, but I wouldn’t be able to go to school anymore.”

In order to not become a criminal, it was necessary for me to conceal the murder.

If I just wanted to kill him, I would’ve chosen a dark alleyway or Bernando’s house.

But in that case, there would be an investigation. Almost immediately after.

The people who would be asked first are those who had problems with Bernando, or those who held grudges against him.

I had a quarrel with him. While lots of spectators were watching.

I would've been suspected and investigated thoroughly.

If the suspect is the only one with the ability to kill him, then he’d be the number one suspect.

In the first place, I was a mysterious, suspicious person.

On top of that, I also have many secrets. It's just better to avoid any situation that will get me suspected.

Thus, I asked Auretta to fake the doc.u.ments for me.

If it wasn't for Auretta, I don't know when I would be able to get back at him.

I was very grateful to her.

“I understand, you thought pretty far ahead. Excuse me for doubting you.”

Listening to my explanation, Auretta lowers her head.

“If you need anything, feel free to ask me, but until then, work as you normally would.”

“Yes, I would appreciate it if you would tell me your goal.”

“My goal?”

“For example, conquering the world.”

“That's not it.”

It seems Auretta’s misunderstanding things.

We evil G.o.ds don't have a goal like that.

We're supposed to fight the hero after the hero beats the last boss. Also known as the hidden boss.

---However, there's a random factor.

It's not something important to the plot, so if you don't want to you don't have to.

As a result, we were left alone for 1000 years.

When I finally thought the hero came, I made a huge mistake and destroyed G.o.d’s plans.

In order to reflect and overcome my weaknesses, I'm attending the academy.

“My goal is women.”

I was thinking of how to explain this to her without telling her I'm an evil G.o.d, and this seemed to be enough.

“Eh!!”

“As I said yesterday, I'm weak at talking to young women. In order to overcome that, I'm attending the academy. I'm not really interested in things like conquering the world.”

Hearing that, Auretta suddenly remembers.

“But, aren't you talking to me normally now?”

Come to think of it, that's right.

I'm doing pretty well right now.

But, I'll probably return to the mysterious language if I get startled.

“It must be that the results of my training are showing.”

“I'll be your conversation partner anytime.Please just ask if you need me. O,of course, I'll even be your body’s partner!”

Auretta blushes shyly.

Unfortunately, I can't be her partner.

I said goodbye and went home.

I attend Cantabridge Academy in the capital of the Briton Kingdom, Rhoden, but I don't have a house in this country.

I come and go everyday using warp magic.

I go home to the Dark Temple and sit on the throne.

The old man just came home.

“Old man.”

“Yes? What is it Ashtal-sama?

“You've gone out quite often these past 1000 years, right?”

When we needed to be in contact with humans, or when we had business in the human world, we typically send out the old man.

“Yeah. What about it?”

“Have you ever received good will from humans, or been confessed to?”

“Yes, many times.”

Just as expected from a handsome guy. Go explode.

“How do you deal with situations like those? Especially when you're invited to bed?”

“I honestly tell them I have a body that can't  do those kinds of things, and refuse them.”

“I see. But there's that choice too.”

Us evil G.o.ds really have no desire, and other than me, they have no genitals.

“Have you ever met a human who you really like?”

“Never. You've been asking lots of questions like that, did something happen today?”

“It's not a big deal, but I feel like I'll get more opportunities like that from now on. I was wondering if it's fine to stay impotent like this.”

Well, I've already had one such opportunity, but it's embarra.s.sing to say it.

“You should be able to do it if you prepare yourself as if you're going to die.”

With the resolve to die, you challenge your greatest enemy.

When I asked before, I got this answer.

“How would I get myself to feel that way?”

“How about……by seriously falling in love?”  

“Seriously?”

“Yeah. 'I don't need anything other than this person’, 'I can't live on after this person dies’, if you're with such an important person then…”

I understand. That's one way to raise your tension.

“Also, since you have memories from your past life, why don't you try to remember those?”

My past life. A story of over 1000 years ago.

My memories are already sort of dim.

Of course, in my past life I had a libido.

I'm already getting a headache.

But, even if I remember, I don't react at all.

In the first place, I had no experience in my past life.

Apparently in my past life I still spoke my mysterious language when speaking to women.

No matter what such a guy does, he's still the cla.s.s toy. He'd be p.r.o.ne to getting bullied.

Yep. I was bullied by yankee girls.

There were times when I was bullied and they said they'd let me have s.e.x with them if I begged.

Even if they were yankees, they were pretty beautiful. Thinking I'd never get another chance, I tried my best to beg.

“Ble,bleaze let mi.”

I think I said it pretty well. You can pretty much understand this one. But it was no use.

Bad. There's no use in remembering this.

I’m going to capture the dungeon tomorrow.

I decided to prepare myself, and go to bed.