This Wasn’t an Erotic Game?

Chapter 31
And So, He Lived Happily Ever After As a Saint… Or Did He?
『 Translator – Divinity 』

After the lip-locking incident with Erpa at dawn…

I returned to my daily life.

Of course, it wasn’t exactly the same daily life.

Sometimes when I saw Erpa, she would wave at me with a blissful expression and throw herself into my arms, and I would smile back at her with a goofy grin.

Other than that, not much had changed.

I was still healing the sick in the slums.

Of course, I also visited and healed nobles when they called for me.

In return, they would give donations or introduce people who could be of help to the slums.

It was peaceful and quiet.

Karma Company was thriving.

It wasn’t just thriving; it was receiving absolute support from the people of the three slum districts.

This was because Karma Company had promised to provide elixir at half price to those who started businesses in the three slum districts, leading to the creation of numerous jobs.

Moreover, the clinic in the Magic Tower Temple was also operating successfully.

Because of this, I no longer had to see patients with minor injuries like colds or bruises.

I only saw patients with severe conditions that couldn’t be healed with ordinary miracles or healing magic.

And as a result…

Life suddenly became very leisurely.

I was eating three delicious meals a day and sleeping well.

The days of endlessly seeing patients were over, and I even had time to take walks.

The people of the slums were still diligently sweeping, cleaning, and maintaining the streets according to my instructions.

They followed my words so well that every weekend, a huge number of people gathered in front of the Magic Tower Temple for worship, and the place was even cleaner after the service than before.

The three slum districts no longer resembled their former dirty and unsightly selves.

Trees were planted, maintaining a pleasant aesthetic, and the slums, once filled with disgusting rats, mold, and overflowing with filth, had transformed into a respectable and impressive large-scale housing complex.

People worked, laughed, ate, and drank with hope.

Children started attending school, and after a day’s work, people visited the bathhouse to wash up and returned home with happy smiles.

As I strolled through the streets with newfound leisure, everyone recognized me and greeted me.

Most of the poor in the three slum districts were now followers of Lilia.

Everyone revered and worshiped me.

I had experienced it so much that I was used to it now.

Of course, I didn’t dislike it.

At this point, my thoughts turned into conviction.

I increased the number of believers.

I made the Lilia Church wealthy.

I purified the slums.

I increased my influence among the nobles.

I did everything, didn’t I?

Bam! Faith restored.

Seeing this, the Goddess must be moved and looking favorably upon me.

And I, too, want to continue this work if it weren’t for the fear of divine punishment.

I’ve even found another use for those trashy erotic game skills that I thought were useless except for doing lewd things to women.

Money is piling up astronomically.

Everyone respects me, and on top of that…

I even have a woman I’m interested in, who I’ve even kissed.

Yes.

They say you should do what you’re good at, not just what you want to do.

It would be foolish to keep trying to run away when the situation is this favorable.

I’ll just continue living like this, pretending to be a saint.

“Saint! The temple is finally complete!”

One day, as I was seriously considering embracing faith and had even acquired a copy of the Scripture of Grace to start reading diligently…

Mr. Jonathan Karma came to my room and proudly declared.

“135 floors! A height of 600 meters! It’s 20 floors taller than the Mars Magic Tower, the tallest building in the capital! A large-scale elixir mine and refinery have been built in the basement! We’ve even signed contracts to supply elixir to most of the automated factories, magic lamps, and car charging stations in the capital!”

“Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Jonathan Karma. I’m grateful.”

Before, Jonathan Karma was the villain who hindered my plan to bankrupt the Church, but now, he was a blessing in disguise.

Yes.

That’s right.

I don’t know how it happened, but I even discovered this genius businessman, and an elixir spring gushed out.

I’m doing a great job, aren’t I?

Am I not?

I’m even going to embrace faith.

There’s no need to be afraid of divine punishment.

Thanks to those thoughts, unlike in the past when I was crying inside but smiling on the outside, I could now genuinely smile.

“Please continue your hard work. Thank you, Mr. Jonathan Karma.”

“We are planning to hold a celebratory banquet at the completion ceremony, inviting representatives from the major churches of the Pantheon, various nobles of the capital, and members of the Imperial family. Would you grace us with your presence?”

Well…

Considering I’m the one who caused elixir to gush out in the middle of the capital and purified the three slum districts…

Of course, I should go and show my face, shouldn’t I?

I no longer wished for the Lilia Church to go bankrupt.

The Goddess is looking favorably upon me anyway.

I’ll settle down here and live a good life.

Diligently fulfilling my role as a saint.

They say that if the fried chicken restaurant you opened for undercover work as a police officer becomes incredibly successful, you quit being a cop and just run the chicken place, right?

I won’t try to run away anymore.

“Of course, I should attend. When is the banquet?”

“Three days from now.”

“I understand.”

I can just go in my priest’s robes.

It’s really convenient that I don’t have to wear uncomfortable clothes like a tuxedo.

Ah.

I feel at ease.

Yes.

Why should I try to run away?

If things are going this well, I should just accept it as fate and live as a true saint.

***

Three days later…

The banquet was held.

The temple was filled with nobles and dignitaries dressed in luxurious attire.

And the highest person in the country came as well.

“I greet His Majesty the Emperor. It is an honor to meet you.”

The Emperor of the Empire came to see me in person.

Theobilo von Arcal.

I remember him always appearing in the newspapers with a stern expression, befitting a hardened middle-aged man in his fifties.

But he, with a joyful expression I had never seen before, stopped me from clumsily bowing in a panic due to my lack of etiquette, then took my hand and gently kissed the back of it.

“The glory of man is fleeting, but the grace of the Goddess is eternal. The honor is all mine, Saint Amael.”

Polite and dignified speech.

Quiet but weighty actions.

This is what charisma is all about.

Just standing next to him, I could feel it naturally.

“I am not familiar with etiquette, so I am unsure how to act. Please forgive any mistakes I may make.”

“It would be strange to expect someone as noble as you to be concerned with etiquette. I have been eager to meet you, Saint of the Slums.”

The Emperor’s words made me feel like my pride was soaring to the heavens.

I even received recognition from the Emperor.

Could there be a smoother path than this?

My life…

From now on, let’s only walk on a flowery path.

“To the Saint who appeared after 300 years, the first Healing Saint, the ruler of the Human Empire offers this humble gift.”

It was gift-giving time.

Starting with a luxurious grandfather clock gifted to me by the Emperor, many people presented me with gifts.

Some gifted tea, others gifted high-quality tea leaves.

Seeing the mountain of various luxury goods piling up, I felt tears welling up.

In my entire life…

Both in Korea and the Arcal Empire, had I ever been this recognized and celebrated?

For the first time, I thought it was a good thing I had reincarnated.

I thought there couldn’t be a worse reincarnation than this, with useless erotic game skills and a worthless prophecy ability.

I thought it would have been better to just stay in Korea and become a VTuber after undergoing a TS transformation.

Who knew things would turn out this well?

“Thank you all. However, I will use all these gifts not just for myself, but to bring happiness to everyone.”

Since I was determined to be a proper saint, I even delivered a line like that.

Honestly, there were many gifts that were too extravagant for me to use.

I thought it would be better to share them with those in need or decorate the Magic Tower Temple so that everyone could enjoy them.

Everyone applauded at my words.

I felt a sense of accomplishment.

Yes.

This is what a saint is!

The banquet continued long afterward.

Laughing, chatting, greeting, eating, and drinking.

The banquet, which lasted until late in the evening, eventually ended, as all events do.

I also left the banquet hall and tried to head to my room.

“Healing Saint, if I may.”

Huh?

These people…

I saw them at the Pantheon, didn’t I?

“High Priest Zerba of the Prophecy Church greets the Seer and the Apostle of Grace. Saint, may the temple built on this land be glorious forever.”

Ah, right!

He’s from the Prophecy Church!

They were the ones who served Rupiel, the God of Future, right?

The people from the very church that made me a Seer.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Master Zerba. How can I help you?”

“We haven’t given you our prepared gift yet.”

Just as I was wondering what kind of gift they would give me, they presented me with something very fitting for them.

“Lord Rupiel has bestowed upon me a prophecy for the new Saint. Could we speak in private for a moment? It is customary to reveal prophecies only to the person they concern.”

A prophecy?

Well…

Alright.

Let’s hear it.

What kind of prophecy is it?

I’m curious too.

About how I will live my life from now on.

“Of course, High Priest. Please come to my room.”

Without much thought, I led Zerba to my room.

After locking the door and telling Grandpa Yodel not to let anyone in, I was left alone with Zerba.

“I will now convey Lord Rupiel’s prophecy. I will lose consciousness for a moment. Lord Rupiel’s words, placed within me, will speak directly to you, Saint.”

“Please proceed.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zerba closed his eyes.

His body trembled for a moment, then his eyes opened again.

His eyes were completely white, and a brilliant golden light, shaped like an eye, began to burn between his eyebrows.

Three eyes, two human and one golden, stared at me.

[Oh, human.]

A voice that was definitely not human emerged from the human’s mouth.

It was a chilling yet divine voice that made my knees weak, a voice that anyone would recognize as the voice of God.

[I shall speak of your future. This is a prophecy directly from the one who sees the future, and it shall surely come to pass.]

I focused with a slightly nervous expression.

What would my future hold?

Surely…

Surely, even after all this, the Goddess wouldn’t strike me down with lightning and give me a sudden death ending, right?

If she was going to do it, she would have done it already.

No.

It definitely won’t happen.

I’m even going to embrace faith now, and I’ve been diligently caring for the poor and the weak, haven’t I?

Let’s get confirmation on this.

Let’s get confirmation and put my mind at ease.

That would be better.

As I was thinking that…

The chilling voice began to recite the prophecy.

I listened with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

[Oh, one who has risen in the name of Grace, the one who is mistaken, the one who denies and tries to escape, yet ultimately cannot avoid their destined fate.]

High Priest Zerba slowly pointed his finger at me.

[And oh, one who came from another world, ignorant and foolish, destined to suffer alone. The abilities you wield are ugly and vile.]

My smile vanished.

My body stiffened at those words that pierced my core.

Could this be a bad prophecy?

No, it can’t be.

It can’t be.

Please…

[On the day your most hidden secret is revealed, you shall die at the hands of those who love you. Death shall come upon you at your happiest moment, and you shall not escape it.]

I felt my blood run cold.