The Beloved Fake Saint

chapter 67

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, declares that he will do his best to help you until the day you return the choker to him.]

[The God of Art, Monde, agrees with Oman.]

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, is wary of the dark energy of the south.]

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, is optimistic about your fate.]

A chat window flashed in front of me.

The Gods generally respected my self-determination, even if they were nagging at times.

“Whew…”

I entered the room and lay down on the bed. I was a little upset.

This is probably the first long-distance trip after possessing this body. Ares Mine is quite far from the temple, so it would take 15 days at normal speed and 10 days at high speed.

‘What will happen in the future?’

Will I be able to do it well?

Such thoughts lingered endlessly.

I eventually closed my eyes. Even thinking about it now, there was nothing I could do.

Thud.

But then a strange sound came from somewhere.

Thud. Thud.

I quietly raised my eyelids.

‘Did some flies enter the room?’

It was similar to the sound of bugs hitting the ceiling.

‘But there is no light here…’

I got up.

Thud. A little louder this time.

I looked up and looked in the direction the sound was coming from.

“…Huh?!”

Then, startled, I hurried down under the bed.

The unidentified sound came from the nest Daisy made.

As I got closer, the egg I raised by showering it with holy power once or twice a day were breaking little by little.

“…Great!”

After a while. The egg cracked deeply with a crackling sound.

Forgetting all the complex thoughts I had had up until now, I stared at the egg with curious eyes.

‘What will come out?’

Although it is said to be a monster, I heard that dangerous monsters don’t come out of eggs this size.

Somehow, it looks like an iguana or an owl will appear…

Thud. The moment the last shell of the cracked egg fell off, I opened my eyes wide.

“You…?”