I'm the Only Totem in Another World - Chapter 129

Chapter 129: Dojo Challenge （2）

━ Why do you think I don’t trust you?

I thought I didn’t show it.

“Because there was a man following me around for ten days.”

━ Hmm.

It wasn’t me, it was Dodo who got caught. Ha, this milk jug bastard.

Actually, I’ve had Dodo on Saint duty since the moment we arrived at the Tribal Federation.

I ordered him to report immediately if she did anything suspicious or chanted any strange spells. Well, she was a target of caution.

Saving Bangguseok Choseon and the Pope, preventing the Saint from falling into the hands of Karon and the Evolutionist School, finding the Evolutionist School’s headquarters, informing the Tribal Federation of the high-ranking zombie demon’s attack…

Until the moment I killed the centaur demon controlled by Karon with the Pope’s sacrifice and rescued the Saint, I had no thoughts.

I think I was just filled with the thought of somehow saving my people and going back.

After spending a week with the Ashgrey Fog Tribe to go to Symphony, my head finally started working again.

Saint. Blind. Name unknown. Age unknown.

Even when I asked, she wouldn’t answer anything about her personal information. She just smiled sweetly and said, ‘I’ve forgotten everything.’

She’s not just a poor blind girl with amnesia. She’s the representative of Ishtania, no less.

The representative of that perverted psychopath who summons the possessed to this world and treats everything as a game.

How could I not be suspicious? All sorts of thoughts came to mind.

What if the Saint is Ishtania’s alt account?

What if Ishtania is watching me through the Saint?

What if she incites the Goddess Religion followers within the Tribal Federation to rebel and cause internal conflict to screw me over?

What if she controls the Saint with some kind of soul manipulation like Karon and hinders my plans at a crucial moment?

What if she’s actually a narrow-eyed character who opens her eyes and shoots a freaking laser beam to destroy my totem?

She could be giggling and saying, ‘You thought you had me completely fooled, didn’t you~! Haa, since things have come to this… I can’t let you live anymore!’ or something like that.

To be honest, I was a bit startled when she said she had something to tell me. Because I didn’t know what the Saint would do when we were alone.

I was relieved when Rake said she would come with me.

Anyway, I had a lot of other thoughts besides these. Thoughts about whether I could trust the Saint.

It was the same when she gave me the location of the high-ranking demon.

At first, I was happy, thinking, ‘Ah, if I take down the high-ranking demons one by one, I’ll soon be able to obtain Manifestation,’ but when I thought about it carefully, it occurred to me that this could be a trap.

What if she gives me false information to make Rake fight and die against powerful high-ranking demons?

Then it’s all over. No matter how much I invest in Kanto or Paya, they won’t be able to become as strong as Rake.

And I can’t use the Giant often because of the magic stone problem.

Anyway, because of this risk, I was at a loss as to what to do next.

In the midst of all this, the Saint spoke to me.

“Although Ishtania-nim calls it a game, she continues to send Paladins. It may be a terrible thing for the possessed… but it is an indispensable, necessary power for us.

At least I have no reason to antagonize her. Because we need any power we can get at this time.”

Is she saying, ‘I’m not Ishtania’s spy, it’s more like a relationship where we use each other out of necessity’?

Hmm. I understand. She’s prioritizing the survival of this world over the circumstances of the possessed.

The Saint is also a resident of this world. She must desperately want the salvation of the land.

So she’s saying she’s choosing to believe in Ishtania for now, so don’t misunderstand her.

The Saint opened her mouth again.

“It’s just that I had this thought. The god who needs humanity and the god that humanity wants are different.”

To be honest, I don’t quite understand what she means. I think she’s talking about the difference between me and Ishtania.

Well, I’m a pretty decent god, I’d say.

Since I was originally human, I know what humans want. Holding festivals often and giving speeches occasionally is also for the mental care of the Tribal Federation.

Also, because I lost my memory, or maybe because I’m a bit of an airhead, no, I mean, human, I have a human touch.

I’m a god who’s full of human warmth, that’s what I’m saying. Yeah.

The Saint, standing before the altar, slowly knelt down and clasped her hands together. She was about to pray to me.

[XXX XXXX has become your Kinsman.]

Maybe because she has special power, she became my Kinsman instead of an ordinary follower.

Is her name being displayed as X’s because she forgot it? That’s interesting. Maybe she didn’t just forget it, but completely erased it.

━ I will trust you.

Now that I’ve heard her reason for cooperating, saving the land, and she’s even become my Kinsman, I have to trust her.

━ I’m planning to subjugate a high-ranking demon. Could you choose one of the places you mentioned earlier?

I asked for her opinion as a sign of trust. Actually, I asked because I didn’t know where to go.

I was hoping she would recommend the place where the weakest one lives.

“I recommend Gruaga Castle.”

The Saint smiled sweetly.

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A ruined street. A red shadow covered in countless specters moved.

It was the spirit of Karon, who had become an evil spirit.

━ Kyaaaaaaaa!

The specters bound to him screamed and rampaged, but Karon didn’t care.

“Someone…”

He just mumbled.

Although no one could see him, Karon asked for help. Even though he couldn’t properly finish his sentences because his consciousness wasn’t clear, he tried his best.

“Someone, please…”

At the end of the battle with the Dark Cloud Demon, Karon lost all his zombies along with the body of Reno Johnson, which he had used as his main body, and barely managed to escape alive.

Before losing consciousness and disappearing, he tried to find a new body, but there were no living creatures nearby.

He endured and endured with superhuman willpower, but the end was approaching. He was completely powerless and waiting for the day he would disappear.

In his hazy consciousness, Karon recalled something from long ago.

It was a memory from when he was human.

“Ah…!”

The scene of the Imperial Army attacking the Autumn Leaves Tribe unfolded vividly. They weren’t satisfied with destroying the tribe, so they set fire to the mountain.

He shed tears, holding the cold bodies of three children in the acrid smoke.

He gritted his teeth in anger at the cruel civilized people, the unresponsive gods, and his own powerlessness. He swore to take revenge.

Only after the fire that had burned the mountain for two days subsided could Karon move again.

He couldn’t go far. The foot of the mountain was filled with Imperial Army camps. They didn’t seem to be leaving yet, drinking, eating meat, and having a feast.

Eventually, hunger came. A nightmarish hunger.

He tried to eat tree fruits or animals, but they were all burnt black and inedible.

It wasn’t that there was absolutely nothing to eat. He had three pieces of meat that he was holding preciously.

He had no choice. Live or die.

To take revenge, he had to survive.

No matter what, he had to survive.

That was the last time he did what he had to do.

“I was, I was so hungry.”

He had to go crazy. He couldn’t endure it if he didn’t.

He had to hate the gods and the world. Because he couldn’t hate himself.

He had to turn his eyes away from this horrible truth. He had tried so hard to forget, but as soon as he lost control, the memory came back.

“I had no choice…”

The red shadow that had been moving sluggishly had now collapsed.

━ Opportunity! Opportunity!

━ Take control! Take control!

The specters swarming inside Karon’s spirit began to attack. Small, white auras rampaged through the evil spirit’s body.

Karon’s spirit was about to be torn apart and split into several pieces.

Was it a coincidence? An inevitable outcome? Or a curse of fate?

“Ugh…!”

The immense spiritual pain brought Karon back to his senses. He quickly gathered the splitting spirit and put it back together, but he couldn’t return to his original state.

━ Control. Control.

━ One.

━ The only way.

The specters that he had been controlling and suppressing had merged with his soul. They had squeezed through the small gap in his consciousness.

It was the result of learning and using the powers of wicked beings that transcended dimensions, powers that were beyond his reach.

“…Who am I?”

Countless egos wriggled within Karon’s consciousness. Various memories intertwined and mixed.

However, his essence did not change.

Because the specters that had been trapped in Karon’s ego for so long had become no different from Karon himself. It was no exaggeration to say that they were Karon’s countless clones.

Ironically, by losing control, Karon was able to break free from the limitations of a mortal.

Countless specters merged, centered around Karon’s soul. The spiritual powers possessed by those specters merged with Karon and blossomed anew.

The mortal who had learned the powers of transcendental beings disappeared, and a bizarre being was born.

“Who… am I?”

Karon asked himself.

━ The priest of the Autumn Leaves Tribe.

━ The one betrayed by the Loa.

━ The one who learned forbidden magic.

━ The father who ate his children.

━ The necromancer.

━ The devourer of souls.

━ The end of the gods.

━ The end of myth.

━ Karon.

The specters that had become one with Karon giggled and whispered softly.

“Karon. Karon.”

Hundreds of voices echoed simultaneously, centered around Karon’s voice.

“The end of the gods.”

━ Find a host.

The shadow that had been flickering with glitch effects started moving again.

“The end of myth.”

An evil spirit wanders the ruined streets. An evil spirit called Karon.