I Am an Evil God

Episode 12-The Kinki’s Reunion

Lempra looked at the woman who seemed to be the god of the Kinki.

With her blazing red hair, her ferocious expression, and her playful tone, it struck me that she was very similar to the woman talking to the paint.

“Are you going to come under me?”

“You’ve been secretly spying on your tribe, but your belief in God is no joke? Didn’t you catch a giant snake last time, and you’re wearing a very good weapon? I came here to enter.”

It didn’t sound like he was lying.

Even if she tricked Lemfra into stepping under her and trying to do something strange, she didn’t worry too much.

‘No matter what that b*tch does, I can subdue it all.’

Because Lemp had a myth of creation.

And there was paint, proof of God’s blessing.

She is a woman who seems to be the leader of the Kinki tribe. Her superficial charisma is great, but she doesn’t seem to have strong actual strength.

On the other hand, Feint had great power to catch the big monster alone.

She was confident enough to overcome the mythological pressure by putting the paint on the front.

“But why are you alone?”

The last time I met the Kinki, they were with someone who was shorter than them.

If the two races act together, it means that the two villages are united.

“Why are you alone?”

“Last time I saw it, I saw that it was carrying a different race. If it wasn’t for accepting a wanderer alone, it must have absorbed another myth?”

The god of the Kinki tribe laughed.

“Absorbing myths? That only happens between like-minded kids. The first person I met was too weak. Last night he took all the villagers and attacked them, so destroying a village was no big deal. They are not allied races. Our slave tribe.”

It’s a slave tribe.

It wasn’t unusual for a strong village to dominate a weak one.

It was strange that even though they started on the same line, there was a gap so severe that one side was completely dominated, but it was possible enough.

“What happened to that tribal god?”

“I left with about 30 remaining members of the tribe. Perhaps even if I go to another place and settle down, the population will be small and there will be no proper land, so it will probably perish soon.”

“Why do you say that a tribe with the potential to enslave a tribe is coming under me?”

“Because it seemed like we couldn’t win, I taught my tribemates the sweetness of war. I taught them very thoroughly how sweet gain comes from stealing… By the way, I couldn’t fight with you. It seemed like they would win. The kids were sitting there praying, saying, “Why don’t we go to war with those guys?”

“I didn’t use the tech well.”

“That’s right. I didn’t teach you about war. If you can’t fight a war, you have to change your words, and then you’ll lose your level. A god who changes words, how can humans believe that?”

She seemed to have enough motivation to come under Lemfra.

If you come under the creator god Lemfra, the decrease in class for being wrong about what he said will be alleviated.

Rather than reversing what he said, it would have been more helpful for him to maintain his divinity if he had been scolded by the Creator and had an opportunity to change his mind.

“But why is he raising his shoulders like that?”

“Don’t you think you’re going to come downstairs because you’re going to lose to us in the end? I’m the one who made the bow, the reason you can’t beat us, so you can be happy.”

At Katria’s imposing words, she sighed and let out a laugh.

“You can’t stop us with just one bow. I sometimes think there’s a chance of winning if we take a surprise attack, and it’s also our job to teach our kids how terrifying a weapon the bow is. The reason I decided to join you is that madman. It started when I caught this snake by myself and placed it in front of the village. Unlike a bow, how intuitive is it to prove one’s own strength? You don’t have to convince the kids.”

“It doesn’t mean that you will eventually come under me. From now on, both of you have to live as my subordinate gods. Get along well.”

As soon as Lemfra finished speaking, Katria shouted ‘Hmph!’ While turning her head.

“You know I came in first, right?”

“Yes, yes I know very well.”

An interesting thought came to Lemfra when he saw the two of them holding each other.

“What’s your name?”

“It’s called Ifritia.”

“That’s a long name.”

Lemfra spoke to Feint with an expression that couldn’t help laughing.

[Don’t be too nervous, those people believe in Ifritia, the god of war born from the fragments I made. Ifritia herself also recalls memories of me and wants to stay with you, so please accept them.]

“Okay!”

[And Catria and Ifritia are sister gods. Each was born from two fragments that were in similar locations. Katria is the older sister and Ifritia is the younger sister.]

“What?”

“Yes?”

At Lemfra’s words, the two women looked at Lemfra with bewildered expressions.

“Are we sisters?”

“Whoever wants to bind us as sisters!”

“It’s the creator’s mind. Originally, wisdom and war are closely related. You probably know that it’s common for two closely related gods to be related by blood, right?”

“… Ha ha.”

Ifritia looked at Lemfra with her expression hardened.

“You want me to be the younger sister of this b*tch?”

“Who knows you want to be your big sister!”

Lempra chuckled at the sight of the two fighting.

***

It’s already been a week since the people of Ifritia Village started interacting with Lemfra Village.

During that time, people were dispatched to exchange technologies that each other possessed, and although they were not yet harmonized, they were steadily building a position that was at the level of an alliance village.

Ifritia was completely included in Lemfra’s mythology, and even though her own mother-goddess had fallen to the level of a god of war, she was not strongly opposed by the villagers of Ifritia.

Their leader, Athimos, is only capable of beating a wild boar by himself, while the leader of Lemfra village has beaten a huge snake by himself.

Since the difference between the followers was so great, there was no reaction.

Of course, if Feint had tried to dominate them by force, they would have rebelled, but their relationship was an alliance village in which Lemfra Village had a slight advantage.

Because of this, the relationship between Lemfra and Ifritia villagers was peaceful, but the relationship between Ifritia village and Catria villagers was not.

The story of Ifritia, which Catria mentions through her oracle over the past week. It was because when I looked at the story of Catria mentioned by Ifritia, I learned that the two goddesses were sisters but hated each other tremendously.

However, both goddesses only hated the other goddess with personal feelings and did not force such a relationship on their followers, so only an atmosphere of restraint was formed, and they did not growl at each other.

Even the Kinki people came under the myth of Lemfra, and now there are close to 1,000 followers who believe in him.

Of course, the divine power began to gather much faster than before, and the gathered divine power was used for the benefit of the followers, resulting in a virtuous cycle.

Time passed like that.

I decided to stop exploring other villages for a while.

Since merging the three existing villages into one was also a job, it was to avoid dealing with new tribes for the time being.

There was really nothing to worry about since they didn’t search outside towns.

In order to smelt turquoise ore, there was nothing to say that it was a large-scale project, except for the primitive form of a forge built in Catria Village and the management of it.

Because smelting metal was essential to moving forward to the next civilization, Catria put aside everything else and focused on processing copper.

Other than that, there was nothing special about it. As always, they caught animals and raised crops.

Since the gods began to intervene with humans, food production has increased tremendously, so the birth rate has also increased significantly.

Whether or not the newborns could be safely saved was another matter, but the cornerstone to increase the population was laid.

Just like that, a year flew by.