The Game Difficulty Is Crazy
Chapter 26
Glen had long expected that Morce would have clues about holy demonic power, and that was why he had planned to make time to visit someday.
Even so, the reason he had not gone until now was simple—he could not.
‘First of all, I really didn’t have the time.’
To prepare for the approaching war with the demon race, Glen had to fill his schedule tightly, day by day.
Of course, Glen himself was already quite strong.
However, now that the Demon King’s army had Lunatic difficulty applied in the war against the demon race, it was not something that could be solved by Glen alone becoming stronger.
‘I can’t exactly run back and forth between three or four frontline territories all by myself.’
No matter how much he had become a tactical weapon surpassing the level of 8 stars, a war could not be fought by a single person.
Of course, if Glen were to surpass the realm of 9 stars and become a transcendent being who had gone beyond the very concept of rings, the story would be different.
And it was already a given fact that holy demonic power had the potential to turn Glen into such a transcendent powerhouse.
‘But even if I went, I probably wouldn’t have been able to meet him. Morce.’
Just because you visit a temple does not mean you will automatically meet the god enshrined there.
The only reason Glen was able to meet Mirmias was because he had harassed Sirenne, the priestess the god dearly cherished, forcing the god himself to appear.
To put it simply, Morce was a lower-ranked god who was extremely cautious and afraid of humans, so it would be difficult to meet him under normal circumstances.
‘That’s why I didn’t go out of my way to visit, but…’
《Meet Morce.》
If the Lunatic System, which had always given generous rewards, sent nothing but a single line like that and called it a reward, then there was no reason not to go.
‘Honestly, unless it’s just messing with me, doesn’t this basically mean I’ll properly awaken holy demonic power if I go?’
That was why Glen was now sitting at his desk, lost in deep thought.
Should he drop everything and visit Morce’s temple, which was about five days away by horse?
Or should he carry out his existing plans to some extent before going?
‘Ah, the Black Order is the problem.’
The biggest reason Glen was struggling with this decision was the Black Order.
Up until now, Glen had twisted the original story’s scenario on both large and small scales.
The biggest example was saving the Wordsworth territory, which was originally supposed to be destroyed by a demon invasion.
‘But that came earlier than scheduled because of Lunatic, so that doesn’t count.’
Excluding that, the faction whose flow had deviated the most from the original scenario was undoubtedly the Black Order.
In the original story, the Black Order truly left an impression on the player around the middle of the scenario.
However, the current Black Order, despite the scenario having barely begun, was being utterly beaten to a pulp by Glen.
In just a little over two months, they had lost two prophets and two dioceses to him.
Among those losses, the greatest blow was undoubtedly losing Beveluga, the most important piece in their plans.
‘There’s no way they’ll move exactly like the original scenario in this situation.’
That was why it would be best to deal with the Black Order as soon as possible.
Because he knew the original story, Glen could create the future he wanted—but by changing the future, he would also be creating an uncertain one.
‘If I had obtained it a little earlier, I wouldn’t even need to worry over this.’
Still, his heart was leaning toward a more stable path.
After much thought, Glen made up his mind to first deal with the Black Order’s leader and their main base.
“I’m glad you woke up, Brother.”
The moment Glen made his decision, Luceria came to visit the small house under the lamplight.
He had sent Romina not long ago, yet she had arrived surprisingly quickly—it seemed she had been waiting nearby.
‘If that’s the case, she could’ve just waited at the mansion.’
Judging by her personality, she had probably deliberately kept her distance because a priest had told her Glen needed to rest for a few days.
He did not know why that mattered, but given Luceria’s tendency to imagine all sorts of things on her own, that was likely the reason.
Anyway.
“Brother Romilly said he didn’t know when you would wake up.”
“I’m pretty sturdy. Kind of unusual, I guess.”
“Ha ha…….”
An awkward silence briefly passed.
Luceria carefully opened her mouth.
“There’s so much I want to say. But… first, I should thank you.”
She stood up and bowed politely.
“Brother Glen. Thank you so much for saving my life and everyone else who was there that day. I will never forget this debt, not until the day I am called by God.”
It was the saintess’s sincere gratitude.
Separately, the holy atmosphere surrounding her made it difficult to know where to look.
“As someone who shares the same will as you, Saintess, I simply did what was natural. And I didn’t like seeing people uninvolved in the matter get caught up in it.”
“Hearing you say that makes me so grateful. Thank you. Truly.”
“Ah, yes.”
Luceria smiled brightly, clearly pleased by Glen’s response.
Even though it was only a formal reply, her reaction made Glen feel complicated.
“Ah, of course, I would never reduce your kindness to mere words of thanks. I want to do anything I can for you.”
Luceria clenched her small hands tightly.
Her clear yet deep violet eyes stared straight at Glen.
She was not the type to put on a façade, so she would likely truly help with anything within her ability, just as she had declared.
“Thank you. I did not act expecting a reward, but it would also be rude to refuse the Saintess’s goodwill.”
With a public-facing smile, Glen gave an answer he did not truly mean but knew Luceria would like.
The result was perfect. Luceria smiled brightly like a child.
“I’m so happy. Most people usually refuse when I say things like this.”
He understood.
Not many people would casually accept the goodwill granted by a saintess who heard the voice of God.
Most valued their dignity, saying it was something they wanted to do anyway, and politely refused her reward.
Because of that, Luceria had repeatedly been deprived of the chance to repay her debts.
And today, she had finally met someone who accepted her repayment without hesitation.
“Is there anything you wish for?”
With excitement in her voice, Luceria leaned forward slightly.
At that moment, Roderick, who was standing behind her, cleared his throat to caution her.
“S-sorry, Brother. I got excited without realizing it because I finally had a chance to repay someone.”
