The Ordinary Sorcerer's Fun Otherworld Villain Play - Chapter 34 - Divine Trial

Hey hey hey, wait.

Could my crimes really be decided by that mirror and old man’s Q&A at this rate?

What a shit trial system.

I’m smart, so I know—but this kind of thing, even defendants have like… something, right?! Defense, or that kind of thing!

[Player, good morning. What’s today’s breakfast… Oops… This is—]

With a shrill sound, the usual soprano voice echoed in my ears.

[Maris Cathedral… Magic-sealing ore iron lock. Ah, a divine trial. I see, I’ve grasped the situation.]

“That’s good. Navi, any ideas for this situation—?”

I muttered in a small voice audible only to Navi.

Even now, the church guys were shouting loudly about the gods’ judgment this and that, death magic execution preparation this and that.

[As expected, Player. Even foreseeing this situation, you still inherited the “right” from Grelod Majerm…]

“Right…?”

Ah, about the field’s right.

“Yes, the right. Isn’t it terrible? I properly inherited it from the hag, you know?”

[Fu, that’s right. You inherited the right the Insect Cult held for 500 years… One of the several means humanity can resist high-rank races.]

“…????”

High-rank races…? What is this one saying?

[Apparently Maris Church wants to torture you to extract the right. A perfect opportunity to take back the right Grelod took out from the church 500 years ago.]

…It’s about the field!

I see. This is a medieval values shit fantasy world.

Land is probably more important than I think.

“What a terrifying thing… To try offering reincarnator heroes invited by the 7 Great Gods as sacrifices to their abominable god, by another reincarnator cooperating with the Insect Cult…! Moreover! Killing that kind Grelod who continued protecting the homeless in Holga Village, trying to steal that field… The gods’ judgment is fitting!!”

As expected, it’s about the field!

Wait, the old man smiled.

Hmm, he’s villain-like, that guy.

The church old man slowly approached me.

“Homeless… We the church already know… You inherited it from Grelod, right? Our saint already heard everything from the omnipotent 7 Great Gods. If you promptly hand it over, we can kill you quickly without torture.”

These guys care that much about the field…!

Serious faction. That’s why medieval farm muscles…!

Fu, fine by me. That feeling is splendid.

It would be rude not to clash seriously from this side too…!

Now it’s not activity as Curse but as homeless Kasutani Takihito, so…

Should I change the style a bit?

“Now, homeless, the time has come for your pitiful life to be useful to the gods for the only time. Confession. And offer that right. Audience with the death goddess—”

“What do you think gods are?”

“…What?”

“I asked: what are gods?”

[Skill use: Curse Power Erosion]