#202

[Please specify your question more concretely.

The current question requires three pieces of information:

‘The player who suffered a Game Over’

‘The player’s Sacred Relic’

‘The location of the Sacred Relic’

When searching for a location, the cost will be lower if the search area is limited and the accuracy is set lower.]

‘What a pain.’

So I have to ask questions that save as many points as possible?

Questions that can be answered with yes or no are cheaper.

‘First, I need to organize what I already know.’

Since nothing appears even if you try to chat with a player who has suffered a Game Over, I can use that to verify their status.

“Pandemonium. Tell me the nicknames of the players who got a Game Over.”

“Uh… I’m not sure?”

“Why not? You said there was a group chat for players.”

“A lot of people didn’t reveal their nicknames. One thing for sure is DicePlayGod? He’s Game Over. He showed off way too much.”

‘Figures.’

As the nickname suggests, DicePlayGod was a user who mainly played as the Dice God.

He became famous as the ‘Lucky Guy’ after clips of him hitting impossible streaks of luck were archived, and later became known as a lunatic who succeeded simply by doing it until it worked, proving a playtime of over 10,000 hours.

‘Though I think the Dice God should be called the God of Gambling.’

The Dice God loves betting fate on uncertain probabilities.

And the lower the probability of winning a bet, the greater the reward given for participating.

Furthermore, since a save is deleted every time the dice are rolled, tricks like returning to the past after seeing the result are impossible.

In short, he was an Othergod that required a brainless prayer meta, leaving everything to luck.

‘…Honestly, I’m not on good terms with the Dice God.’

To be precise, the Dice God unilaterally added me to his blacklist.

I simply took ideas from derivative products, set up a board where I would profit regardless of whether I won or lost, and then cruised through the game by throwing the dice in a zero-risk state.

Suddenly, he set my body on fire, dropped a meteor on me, and gave me the bound trait ‘Dice Ban’ while shouting, ‘You shall never throw the dice again!’ It was the type of trait that was forcibly added if one chose to play as the Dice God.

This trait literally makes it impossible to roll dice. Since one needs to roll dice to collect Faith Points, playing as the Dice God becomes impossible if the dice themselves won’t roll.

‘Does it make sense for a piece of content to be sealed in a game I paid for?’

I didn’t particularly enjoy the brainless prayer meta, so I wasn’t that disappointed, but it was truly absurd.

Seeing as the War of God Assistant remembered me, the Dice God probably has memories of me too…

‘What can a bastard who lost his own player even do?’

My current body isn’t my main world account, so there’s no Dice Ban.

If I throw them, they’ll roll somehow.

And if he resists, I’ll just shut him down.

“And?”

“I heard from Yeombyeong that Big Brother Chive Cutter died too, but I’ve never interacted with him directly, so I’m not sure.”

“Yeombyeong? You mean the Plague God player, Yeombyeong-Cheombyeong? Is he still alive?”

“I don’t know what he’s been up to since he went into hiding because Insanity was creeping him out, but he’s definitely alive. When you call his nickname, it says the other party has blocked you.”

Commercial Chive Cutter must have been chosen by the Othergod known as ‘Flowing Gold,’ usually called the Money God.

The Money God is, literally, the Othergod related to gold and money.

Playing a game that introduces the taste of capitalism to the Faith-filled Dark Realm is quite entertaining.

Anyway, in the current situation, the Money God’s Sacred Relic wouldn’t be of much help, so I’ll skip that.

I wrote a question on the ouija board.

[Location of the Dice God’s Sacred Relic]

Search range: within the Capital Church, margin of error: within 5m.

Half of the accumulated ouija board points were consumed by this single question.

[Answer: Upper left based on the entrance of the Audience Chamber]

‘The Audience Chamber?’

That’s near the Apostle’s Hall.

Nyapoleon should be nearby…

‘…If I run into him, I’ll kill him.’

The Mother God is always at her weakest right now.

Even if I avoid her now because it’s dangerous, she will only grow stronger as she collects biological data.

Therefore, if I can’t win now, I won’t be able to win later anyway.

‘I only have a chance if I destroy all the data she’s obtained.’

I spoke to Pandemonium, who was picking out a Sacred Relic to use as a weapon.

“Let’s go to the Apostle’s Hall.”

“…What’s the plan? What do I need to keep in mind? I’ll do exactly as you say, Hyung.”

“Find Nyapoleon. Then kill him. The end.”

“That’s the plan?”

“My plan is to trust you, Pandemonium.”

“…Hyung.”

If trusting him doesn’t work, I’ll just die.

And if I die, I’ll just change my class to the Mother God’s Cult Leader.

Fortunately, no battle broke out immediately upon entering the Apostle’s Hall.

“…Looks like they’ve already left.”

Among the rescued people, only Casimir was gone.

Seeing as only one person was taken from those the mother goose had swallowed, it seems Nyapoleon isn’t that relaxed either.

‘Casimir…’

Even if I caught Nyapoleon now and ripped his belly open, I wouldn’t be able to save Casimir.

Burning him at the stake before he commits more sins would be the best Order could do.

‘…Elamin will faint when she hears the news.’

I wonder if the news will reach Lord Antonio when Casimir’s funeral is held.

I let out a hollow laugh while thinking about it.

Once everything returns to normal speed, there will be no place left for me in the Capital Church.

‘Lord Antonio, the serf youth you cared for has become a wonderful heretic.’

And your stepdaughter is scheduled to be crunched by a heretic and reborn as one.

I lost the Astrolabe you gave me.

I hope the Capital Church is so incredibly busy that everyone completely forgets about a former Cardinal stuck in some mountain corner.

So that you never hear any news.

‘…I shouldn’t have played this trashy game.’

Thump, thump.

Thump, thump-thump.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m breaking things to see if there’s anything hidden.”

“…This is the Apostle’s Hall.”

“So?”

As if asking what the problem was, Pandemonium continued to smash sculptures and decorations.

I opened my mouth to speak, but found I had nothing to say, so I closed it again.

“Be careful, there might be Sacred Relics that activate when attacked.”

That was how the Sacred Relic the Saintess gave me worked.

I unconsciously felt around my chest and felt a void.

‘…Until yesterday, I would have grabbed my Sacred Relic first if things seemed dangerous.’

Too many things changed overnight.

For a while, I’ll probably keep reaching for nothing, unable to adapt.

‘Wait a minute.’

“…The reliquary Athanas gave me.”

Pandemonium stiffened.

“The reliquary Athanas gave me is gone.”

“……”

“Pandemonium. Where did you put my reliquary?”

“I-is there any proof I did it?”

‘Is he an idiot?’

“…No, I was just curious. I have no intention of continuing to carry an item that can be tracked.”

“Even if you say that, I’m not telling you where it is.”

“Well, the location is obvious. You just tossed it somewhere in the basement of the Main Hall, right?”

Pandemonium had a look on his face as if he’d been hit right on the mark.

I thought I’d be annoyed, but I felt no emotion at all.

“Don’t worry, I have no intention of going to find it.”

I didn’t plan on retrieving it now.

It would be madness for a heretic to carry an item that could be tracked.

The Saintess’s Sacred Relic and Valentine’s reliquary were both things that had to be discarded.

‘Where did I lose the Saintess’s Sacred Relic?’

Even as I thought about it, it didn’t come to mind.

I feel like there’s something else I left behind…

‘If I can’t remember it, it must not be important.’

“…Found it.”

When I broke a wall that felt unusually prickly, a single die was inside.

Since it was sealed like this, the Saintess must have judged this die to be dangerous, right?

I wonder how powerful its Divine Power is?

My heart began to beat slightly faster.

[True Random Number Generator]

[This die is completely random.]

“……?”

Is this really the entire description?

Thinking that couldn’t be it, I gave it a light bite.

[Save the die!]

“…Hey.”

[Hieeeek! I’m sorry! I am a talking die! I am absolutely not a suspicious object! I have never manipulated probabilities! ]

“Aren’t you the Dice God’s Helper?”

[Huh? Eh? What? Are you a player? Wait? There’s no Helper? Ah, could it be!]

‘Could it be?’

[You have no Helper, and I have no player! Isn’t this destiny? Why not put your faith in the Dice God?]

“I don’t want to.”

[I see! If you don’t want to, it can’t be helped! Please let me know whenever you change your mind!]

‘…Why is this thing so polite?’

“What Divine Power can I use with this die?”

[I am a six-sided die, and if rolled, a number between 1 and 6 comes up.]

“That’s just the function of a die.”

[Yes, that is correct. I am a die. A meaningless and powerless die that cannot even move on its own unless someone rolls me. I cannot bring luck to my master, nor can I prevent misfortune…]

‘I wonder what happened when it lost its player.’

“Really? If you’re useless, I should just grind you up.”

[But! A wonderful advantage that only I possess! I shall introduce it to you right now!]

“What is it.”

[I can talk! Oh my, how amazing! A talking die! I can call out the result for you before you even get close to the die to check the top face! Wow, so convenient!]

“I don’t need that.”

[A-and! I! Guarantee perfect randomness! This is something no other die but me can do. No matter how much a skilled gambler throws me with a perfect wrist snap, the intended number will never come up! I am free from the laws of physics. No matter how lightly you throw me, the result according to a true random number is output the moment it’s thrown.]

To test if those words were true, I very gently dropped the die with 6 facing up.

The die, falling to the floor, rolled unnaturally and landed on 3.

I repeated it once more, and this time a 2 came up.

[Now, how was that?]

“…What’s the point of this?”

[Different results come out even under perfectly identical conditions!]

“I’m asking what the point of this is.”

[Life is only once! The same thing never happens twice. Predicting me is absolutely impossible. It is the perfect counter-ability to prophecy!]

“As far as I know, there’s no such thing as prophecy ability in the Dark Realm.”

[That’s why I just told you. I am a meaningless, powerless, and useless die! Haha!]

‘Should I just grind this thing up?’