Don't force me to use my right fist.

Fortunately, Saya's troubles didn't last long, and were resolved by the appearance of someone he expected.

"Oh, everyone's here."

The woman in white, carrying large and small bags, opened the door. After glancing at Saya's still-sleeping form, she greeted Saya and Aqua beside her.

Aqua, who had always been all smiles and silly laughter, surprisingly showed a wary expression, looking at the woman in front of her as if she had seen something extremely terrifying.

"Don't look at me like that. I don't have any particular feelings for either of you right now. In fact, you did me a small favor, and I should thank you." The woman named Shubu Chiya swayed her hips as she walked in, setting aside the ingredients that were clearly for making desserts.

As Sōyu observed her every move, which exuded a strange charm, he couldn't help but wonder if the aura of lust was attached to this guy, and whether he could resist it became a major question.

But that was just a thought; she wouldn't be controlled by such low-level stuff. After all, she still maintained her composure.

Ignoring Saya and Aqua's gazes, Chiya slowly walked to Saya's true form, and lovingly reached out to gently stroke her soft body.

"This is?"

Aqua had never heard Saya mention having an older sister, and even if she did, she couldn't possibly imagine that her sister's background would be so terrifying.

"Just like you see, she's Saya's older sister. As for other things, she should also be considered a deity? It's just that she might not be from the same system as you."

Saya shrugged and gave Aqua a brief introduction to the woman in front of her, whose background was not insignificant.

To put it bluntly, there's nothing wrong with classifying Outer Gods as deities.

Meanwhile, Shubu Chiya finally removed her hand from Saya's main body, tapped it lightly a few times, and then saw the monstrous body reappear.

"Now that you're back, I'm leaving. If I had known you'd be back, I wouldn't have bothered doing this."

After seeing that she had resolved the most important matter, Saya decisively pulled Aqua towards the door.

He was not good at dealing with the woman in front of him. He always felt that she was a ferocious beast that was ready to swallow him whole at any moment, and he had no way to resist.

This sense of oppression was something Zuoyou had only felt once before, in the second time he saw Bubble's clone.

Before Sōyū could even open the door, a force blocked his way, clearly indicating that leaving wouldn't be so easy for him.

"Hmm, judging from the situation, it's not my fault. Why don't you two continue, and I'll leave first?"

Aqua reacted far better than others at this moment. She quickly analyzed that Chiya was only targeting Saiyu, then said goodbye with an extremely fake smile before patting Saiyu on the shoulder.

"Remember to bring the money to me tomorrow. I'll come and help you, provided you survive. Remember, you must hold on!"

Aqua patted Saya on the shoulder as if sending him to war, offering him a heartfelt reminder before darting out the door like a nimble rabbit.

Chiya was clearly only targeting Saya. As for Aqua, the god that Saya had brought in to make up the numbers, she was interested but not to the point that she had to keep her.

After gently picking up Saya, who was lying on the ground, and placing her on the bed, Chiya walked over to Saya, who had been standing still, and stood in front of him, asking a question.

Sōyū sighed, then found a seat. Escaping from her was not entirely impossible, but running away wouldn't solve the problem completely. It was better to sit down and talk things out.

"Your idea of ​​making a monster friends with a god is quite wonderful."

Seeing that Saya had sat down, Chiya turned around and made him a cup of black tea before sitting down opposite him, crossing his legs and asking.

"Saya wants to have friends, and Aqua has feelings for Saya and doesn't care what her true form is, so why can't they be friends?"

Saya took a sip of the black tea that Chiya handed her before replying.

With a soft chuckle, Chiya's threatening gaze softened as she looked at Saya, and she continued to smile at him.

"Then why did you leave me here alone? Just like you said, I came here with good intentions to help your sister, but what you're doing now definitely doesn't count as repaying me, does it?"

Zuoyou put down his teacup and went straight to the point.

"I know you think this is something I should be handling. You might also be wondering why, as an Outer God who cares so much about his sister, I end up having you do all this, right?"

Chiya, who had also put down her cup, smiled at Saya and then slowly raised her slender, slender index finger, which resembled a scallion, and shook it.

"Have you ever considered that I actually saw everything that just happened? I just wanted to see Saya eat you? After all, to be honest, that's exactly what she wanted to do deep down." whl

Seeing the slight smile in Saya's eyes, but the words she uttered sent a chill down Saya's spine.

This is indeed the personality of a chaotic Outer God. Others might not be able to do this, but it's perfectly natural for her.

"Whether you've satisfied your lust or she's taken advantage of you, it's all good for me. Why should I interfere? And most importantly, isn't she using this opportunity to tell you everything she's always kept inside?" wlr

At this moment, Sōyū felt that the person sitting in front of him was the real demon. Everything he did and said exuded an extremely eerie and hallucinatory feeling.

Chapter 596 Sending You to a Good Place

What exactly do you want to do?

Sawa shook his head after regaining his senses, and then asked the question that seemed most necessary at the moment.

"Me? I don't want to do anything, at least not for now. I won't do anything. This world doesn't need my interference."

Shubu Chiya waved her hand dismissively, seemingly completely uninterested in Sawa.

"Then what are you trying to do by stopping me from coming down?"

Sōyū sensed something unusual in her words, but since she was essentially a riddle teller, he couldn't figure out what she meant.

"Well, I just wanted you to know that I don't have any particular favorite things. The only thing I care about is my little sister, Saya. I will definitely help her get what she wants. If it doesn't work this time, it will work next time."

Chiya gave Saya a sinister smile before changing her tone and reverting to her previous caring older sister persona.

"However, since you did help my little Saya just now, I'll still give you your reward. Haven't you always wanted to get rid of the Truth Church? I'll help you stall that big-eyed guy for a while. If you want to do something, tonight is your best chance."

Shubu Chiya tapped her lips with her finger, looking like she wanted to watch a good show, and smiled sweetly at Sōyū. Then, right in front of him, she opened a door to an unknown path.

Sōyū looked at the portal with a puzzled expression, wondering where it would lead. He turned around and exchanged a glance with the woman who was looking at him with her chin raised, then sighed and walked straight inside.

Even if he refused now, it would be useless; she didn't seem to be able to listen to what he said. Moreover, in a sense, what Qianye said was right. Sōyū's only remaining concern about the Church of Truth was that girl favored by the Outer God. With her helping to stop it, getting rid of this trouble sooner would be acceptable.

Having no intention of chatting with Qianye any longer, Zuoyou strode across the teleportation portal. After a dazzling burst of light, he arrived at the entrance of a rather dilapidated little church.

Remembering what Kanya had told him, Saya quickly realized where he was.

What I didn't expect was that the organization that could practically control everything in Mihong would end up with such a dilapidated headquarters.

Sagaru scratched his head and, without much hesitation, pushed open the door of the small church and entered the headquarters of the organization that had brought him so much trouble.

Clearly, the members of the True Word Church did not expect that such a well-hidden place would still be found by someone.

Contrary to what Saya had imagined, the entrance was not heavily guarded. Instead, there was only an elderly man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties leading a group of children in singing hymns. His expression was holy and solemn, which made Saya wonder if he had come to the wrong place.

However, when he saw the red-haired boy sitting in the corner of the church, Sōyu confirmed that he had indeed come to the headquarters of the Church of Truth.

Saya's arrival surprised everyone present, but the old priest merely glanced at him before continuing to lead the children in their song, seemingly focused on completing his task. The red-haired boy in the corner, however, abandoned his usual nonchalant demeanor and walked up to Saya, giving him a warning look.

He clearly recognized Saya, the guy who had ruined their plans countless times, but he didn't seem to want to make a move. He just glared at Saya and then sat down next to him.

Sawa didn't seem to be there to cause trouble or overturn the table as soon as he walked in. After all, there were quite a few children present; what if he corrupted them?

This is something Saya didn't want to happen. The hymn he sang.

"Originally, there should have been three people sitting under this platform."

Seeing that Saya didn't intend to make a move, the red-haired boy sitting next to him got excited. He put his hands behind his head, gestured with his mouth towards the two empty seats next to him, and then lowered his voice to speak to Saya.

"You mean, it's my fault? Didn't they bring this on themselves?"

Sōyū certainly knew who he was referring to, but whether it was the Western Lands or the Northern Winds, they were the ones who came to Sōyū's door and provoked him first.

If the two of them behaved themselves, Sōyū wouldn't have the time to bother them. He's not the kind of person who's bored and has nothing better to do than challenge anyone who's a little tough.

"No, what I mean is, I don't get along with either of them myself. I'm just explaining this to you so you won't misunderstand and think I'm trying to get revenge for them."

The red-haired boy grinned. Saga's personality was quite to his liking. If their identities weren't so opposed, they might be able to become friends.

"If we don't avenge them, will we not have to fight later? If we do, what difference does it make?"

Sōyū glanced at the boy, who looked to be about his age, with indifference. He had only learned about the boy's strength and personality from the original novel. In general, the boy was a guy with a purpose and ambition, not a villain. It was just that the things he did happened to conflict with the protagonist's.

Unfortunately, this time the person he clashed with was himself. To be honest, the Right Flame's abilities were not even on the same level as the other two worthless jerks. To compare them would be an insult to him. He only deserved the title of one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Right Seat of God; otherwise, those two wouldn't even be worthy of carrying his shoes.

It was only after Zuoyou obtained the bug in Creative Mode that he felt more confident. Otherwise, he really didn't have any way to deal with this kind of guy who, in a sense, had an instant kill cheat.

Of course, the situation is different now. If the Right Flame's Divine Right is an instant kill cheat, then Zuoyou's can only be said to have entered the realm of the privilege dog. Dealing with him is more than enough.

Chapter 597 The Truth About to Be Revealed

"The way you're saying that is meaningless."

Knowing that the conflict between Sōyu and the Church of Shingon had almost reached an irreconcilable point, the red-haired boy shook his head, then focused his attention on the children in front of him who were chanting hymns.

Sawa wasn't in a hurry at all. He waited until the children finished singing the hymns, took some candy from the old priest, and then the event ended before he leisurely stood up.

"To be frank, this song sounds more like a Christian song. If someone from the True Word Church sings this, won't they be considered a...?"

Once only the priest and the red-haired boy beside him remained in the church, Sōyū turned to the kind-looking old man and asked him a question.

Judging from his appearance, this kind-faced old man with graying temples and a tuft of beard would never be mistaken for a ruthless cult member.

"What does it matter what one's faith is if it can bring peace to people's hearts? Besides, if I had to choose, I would rather just be a priest than the leader of the True Word Church."

The old man didn't take Saya's slightly provocative words seriously. He just shook his head at Saya before taking steady steps to stand in front of him and looking him up and down.

The boy in front of him looked completely ordinary, a stark contrast to the red-haired boy next to him who exuded an aura of intense energy just by standing there.

It's hard to imagine that such an ordinary-looking boy could cause the entire Shingon Church's plans against Kaguya Hazaki to fail.

"You must be the famous headless knight, oh no, I mean, Miss Hanezaki's professional bodyguard, Mr. Saya?"

The old man, stroking his beard and giving Saya an appreciative look, smiled and asked him.

Zuoyou felt more like the kind of elders who would care for him during the Lunar New Year, than a cult leader with whom he had a near-fatal feud.

"It's me. Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking about my situation? And the person next to you, who's been giving me a very unpleasant look since the beginning, is also like that."

Sawa has now passed the point where he needs to hide his true identity. He openly admits it, puts one foot on a chair next to him, and asks Sawa with an extremely arrogant expression.

They've already invaded their territory, so isn't it only natural for them to be arrogant?

"Heh, it seems Mr. Saya is quite interested in the affairs of our Shingon Church. I am the organizer of this church, Taiga Tachikawa. As for the person over there, I thought you would be old acquaintances, but it seems I misunderstood if you don't even know his name."

Maintaining his kind and friendly smile, the old man pointed to the red-haired boy beside him and said the name that Saya had expected.