Chapter 82: Miracle, True God, and the Future of the Holy Empire (3)

Anything but *this*.

Being mistaken for a Divine Being. Wasn't this the worst possible scenario, overshadowing every other false accusation I'd racked up so far?

Especially terrifying was that crazy Saintess.

Somehow, I managed to convince everyone I wasn't a Divine Being, that that Judas guy had simply used mind control to spread weird rumors. And now, my cover's blown?

“Blasphemy! Forgive my blasphemy!”

The people who were in the battlefield earlier.

Even ordinary citizens of the Holy Empire are like this.

One guy is clinging to my ankle, sobbing and snotting, while others scold him, telling him not to touch the Divine Being. And then there's the one who looks ready to commit seppuku.

If even the relatively sane people are like this, what about the Saintess?

My head is already spinning...