The Evil God Beyond the Smartphone

＜ 60 : Divine Protocol (1) ＞

dream.

In a deep dream I was walking alone through an empty street.

Even though you are dreaming, you are clearly aware that this is a dream.

lucid dreaming.

In this imperfect world, I understand who I am.

Tub. Tub.

In the empty street, only the sound of one’s own footsteps echoed clearly.

If he just kept walking forward for no reason, he could see a human figure at the end of his field of vision.

“hi?”

A girl with dark hair holding a black parasol.

The girl’s eyes, which were dyed black even in her attire, looked at me.

The black girl had eyes like an abyss with no end.

The more we make eye contact, the more I feel like I’m being sucked into something deeper.

It doesn’t feel like meeting people.

After staring blankly at the girl for a moment, I opened my mouth to her.

“you…….”

“Wait. There is a condition for asking questions about each other.”

“Condition?”

I questioned the girl’s words.

conditions for asking questions.

The question I was trying to bring up was just a simple common name.

At the very least, asking for your name is also subject to conditions.

It really could have been a tough match.

It’s meaningless to dig into it as deeply as it’s in a dream anyway, so I decided to keep listening to her.

Hearing my words, the girl nodded and talked about her condition.

“You have to win the game to ask another person a question.”

“Game? What game do you play?”

“Well. Board games like chess are fine, or things like poker and dice aren’t bad.”

“Do I have to bother doing such a thing?”

It’s not that I hate games, but I didn’t feel like I wanted to play games even in my dreams.

Do you even have to play a game just to ask your opponent’s name?

Hearing other people’s names, why do you need to put up with such trouble?

But the girl’s attitude was very stubborn.

She told me about her condition, despite my complaining attitude.

“The rules should be fair to everyone. Only the winner of the game can ask questions.”

“Are you saying you’re going to ask me a question?”

“As long as I win anyway.”

At best, it is only the person I met in my dreams.

She is happy to answer whatever she asks.

Even if I divulge my secrets here anyway, I don’t have to worry about it leaking out.

It was a situation in which he did not care much about small or difficult stories.

Still, she said that she would only ask me questions after winning the game.

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My subconsciousness must have made the girl in front of me, but it had to be a pretty eccentric personality.

“…Okay. If you want it that much, let’s play a game.”

I reluctantly accepted her offer because of the girl’s desire to play.

If you want to play the game that much, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to try to win or lose.

If you win the game, you might be able to hear the answer from the girl in front of you.

Even if it is, it is an obvious answer that my subconscious created.

Seeing my acceptance of the game, this time the girl asked what kind of game she would play.

“Which game do you want to play?”

“It’s a game. What kind of game should I play……”

“I don’t mind any kind of game.”

“Then let’s play poker.”

It must have been a dream, so my head felt a little dazed.

If you played a game like chess in this state, there was a possibility that you would lose without using your hands.

That’s why I chose poker, a relatively intuitive game.

As I picked poker, the girl pointed her finger at the floor and spoke.

“If you have decided on a game, make it now.”

“What do you make?”

“It’s a tool for playing games.”

Unexpectedly, it was a girl who asked me to make tools.

It was a lucid dream that I had, so of course I thought I could make a tool.

Haha, it’s my dream, but there’s no reason I can’t do it my way.

I thought about making a tool for poker at the girl’s request.

Wishing there was a table for poker on the floor, an empty table suddenly appeared in the air.

I felt a strange feeling at the table that appeared in front of me in an instant.

“…this is real.”

“Would you like to make a chair too?”

“Chair… yes. I need to make a chair too.”

Chairs were also not much different from how to make tables.

Imagine a chair, and a pair of chairs was created around the table.

You can create the things you want just by thinking about it in your head.

The more I looked, the more strange it felt.

As for the moment I made things, I felt like I became an omnipotent god.

As soon as the chair appeared, the girl sat there and put down the parasol.

I too sat across from the girl and made a card in my hand.

“How are you going to play the game?”

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While I was touching the newly created card, the girl asked me about the rules of the game.

Even if it was poker, there were many kinds of games.

Among them, the game I am most familiar with was Seven Poker, which opens four cards.

It was because it was the most experienced poker, whether online or offline.

Other than that, how much have you played Texas Hold’em?

I shuffled the cards in my hand and answered the girl’s question.

“The rule is seven poker… Let’s play a single board without betting.”

“You mean we can decide victory or defeat with one game?”

“Yeah. It’s not like it’s going to stay that long.”

It’s a dream, one day you’ll wake up

If you wake up from the dream before the game is over, you won’t have as much of an unpleasant experience.

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Moreover, it is a game where each other has only one chip.

It was in that sense that we decided to win or lose with a single board.

After shuffling all the cards in her hand, the girl nodded and said.

“If you like it, do it.”

“Is it okay to turn the card like this?”

“okay.”

The cards are dealt one by one according to the rules of Seven Poker.

Since there were only two people and there was no time for betting, the cards were distributed quickly.

Having received all the cards, I checked my own cards so as not to be seen by the girl.

A total of four cards were revealed.

When combined with cards in your hand, you get 10 one pair.

“……”

10 one pair.

To be honest, it’s not a very good combination.

I looked at the girl’s face through the handkerchief I was holding.

Did you get any good combinations?

She was looking at me with a relaxed smile.

Looking at it, I didn’t think there was much value in the one pair I was holding.

‘Looking at the situation, I think I’m going to lose.’

Just by looking at the published hand, the girl seemed to have already achieved one pair.

If I revealed my hand like this, it seemed like I had a high chance of losing.

Looking at the hand in hand, I began to think about how to win.

It is not possible to change an already established result in a standard way.

So the thought that came to mind was, of course, an unholy method.

‘Isn’t it possible to change cards at will in my dreams?’

You can create tables and chairs just by thinking.

Creating the cards you want would be nothing.

With that thought in mind, I immediately tried it at the hand I was holding.

What you want is a royal straight flush, the strongest poker hand.

At the same time as I wanted the strongest hand, the hand in my hand changed to the shape I wanted.

Having drawn a royal straight flush like that, I said while revealing the cards on the table.

“I won.”

“It seems that I wrote a shortcut.”

“……”

After revealing the hand with the Royal Straight Flush, the girl revealed her hand and said:

The hand the girl revealed is the Full House.

If I had proceeded with the game as it was, I was sure to lose.

I couldn’t help but sting a little at the girl’s attitude of pointing out shortcuts.

To see through the misdeeds I’ve committed.

It must have been a dream, so it seemed that the unconscious had spread there.

“This is the only time I’ve passed this way.”

But the complaints that flowed from the girl’s mouth were simply that.

It was an attitude that I would no longer take issue with my cheating.

The girl messed up her hand on the table.

Then he looked at me and asked.

“So, what is the question you wanted to ask even while using the sleazy trick?”

“Questions?”

“There must be no reason to want to win.”

That’s the question I wanted to ask her.

I looked at the girl’s eyes blankly, pondering, and soon came to the first question that came to mind.

Even if it was a question I wanted to ask, there was only one question from the beginning.

her name.

For the sake of that simple name, he had to endure such a cumbersome game.

I asked the girl, who had erased the stack of cards in front of her.

“What is your name?”

“Name… an important but simple question.”

“Because I made these things just to ask for this one.”

The girl covered her mouth and smiled slightly as she erased all the tables and cards.

tuk.

The girl came down from the chair and picked up the parasol she had put down.

A black parasol created shade over the girl’s head.

The jet-black eyes of the girl who picked up the parasol looked at me.

“Okay. I’ll tell you.”

“……”

“My name is—.”

A low-pitched girl’s voice echoed in my ear.

The moment the girl’s name, which was clearly resounding in my ears one by one, ends.

I woke up from my dream.

* * * * * *

“I’m going to have all sorts of strange dreams.”

After showering and pouring water into my cup noodles, I grumbled as I looked at my smartphone with the game on.

As I looked at the game screen, the image of the girl I met in my dream was flashing through my mind.

To dream of playing poker with a stranger you met in your dream.

It was a dream that could only be told a boring story even if you went to someone who could interpret it.

It must have been a side effect of sleeping while watching a video of card magic last night.

As I was reliving my memories of the girl, her name reflexively popped out of my mouth.

“Estelle…”

It was the name of a girl I could hear through the game.

Even if it was a name, it must have been mixed with memories from somewhere.

After all, we will never meet again.

As a result, the name was meaningless.

Having put aside the story of Estelle, I turned my gaze back to the game screen.

“It’s not a big deal, so I should turn off my mind and play a game.”

The first thing I looked for when looking at the game screen was, of course, the event message that was printed last night.

Is it because of the fact that he has acquired quite a lot of karma in the meantime?

Somehow, the player level had risen by one.

I looked at the messages that appeared at the bottom of the screen one by one to check the changes that appeared as the level went up.

The message box located at the bottom of the screen was filled with messages related to leveling up.

– You have reached level 9.

– ＜Eye of the Spectator (Lv.8)＞ grows.

– It has become ＜The Observer’s Eye (Lv.9)＞. You will be able to observe the continents with a clearer eye than before.

The first thing I could confirm was the message about ＜The Observer’s Eye＞.

As the level went up, the level of the ＜Eye of the Observer＞ skill went up again.

The graphics have been changed to a cleaner and more vibrant look than before.

If the previous graphic had a casual feel, the current graphic has a more realistic feel than before.

Even so, there is still a sense of disparity in the proportions of the characters.

After checking the change in the ＜Eye of the Observer＞ skill and the amount of magic power, I continued to scroll down.

– Warning: Karma that is too biased in one direction is more likely to cause ＜Causality Correction＞.

– ＜Balance of Karma＞ is tilted.

– A low level of ＜causality correction＞ occurred.

– Causality correction progress: 7%

The change that appeared next was the change in the causality rate due to ＜Karma’s Balance＞.

Is it because the speed at which Kueberg’s karma acquisition has slowed recently?

The correction progress was still around 7%, and there was no significant change from the previous one.

I thought it would go up faster as time went on, but there was no extreme change yet.

At this pace, I felt like I could grow safely for the time being.

“And… I have one more new skill.”

If you scroll down a little further, there was also a message saying that you had acquired a new skill.

It’s a new skill I got without a skill book.

It’s been a long time since I’ve gotten skills through leveling up in this way.

It seemed that the benefits gained through leveling up existed steadily in addition to the total amount of magic power.

I looked at the description of the newly acquired skill with the expectation that filled my heart.

– You have acquired ＜Divine Response Device (Lv.1)＞.

– This skill is a skill that only responds to characters with the ＜Cultist＞ trait.

– Skills activated through ＜Divine Response Device＞ consume your magic power.

– The skill ＜Holy Response Device＞ applies a cooldown of 24 hours to each character.

– Accessible skills vary depending on the character’s divine contribution value with the ＜Cultist＞ trait.

The name of the newly acquired skill is ＜Divine Response Device＞.

Unlike the previous skills, it was a skill with a very complicated explanation.

First of all, this ＜Divine Response Device＞ skill was not a skill that I could directly activate.

Characters with the ＜Cultist＞ trait could be used individually according to their will.

Of course, even if another character uses a skill, it seems that all the resulting cost is paid with my magic.

In other words, it was a skill close to the concept of a macro that automatically activates my skills depending on the situation.

“When members of the church pray to me, magic comes out… It seems to be a skill with that kind of structure.”

A character with the ＜Cultist＞ trait can select and use one of the shared skills.

Naturally, it was not a structure that allowed him to abuse his skills without any restrictions.

In order to use the skill, it seemed that the value called the divine contribution had to be met at a certain level or more.

In addition, in order for the same character to use ＜Divine Response Device＞ again, the cooldown time of 24 hours had to pass after using the skill.

It was a skill that made it possible to use magic once in a while, but it was not a skill that made all characters like an apostle.

“You can also set the skill to be shared separately.”

If you scroll to the bottom of the skill description of ＜Divine Response Device＞, there was a separate setting item there.

I looked down and looked at the individual setting items of the ＜Divine Response Device＞ skill.

There was a button to set access rights along with a list of skills I had.

– Shareable Skills: ＜Lightning＞ / ＜Lightning Arrow＞ / ＜Barrier＞ / ＜Giga Lightning＞

It looked like all of the skills acquired through the magic book were printed out.

Naturally, special skills such as ＜Apostle Selection＞ and ＜Contemporary Eye＞ were not registered.

It is possible to register in the ＜Divine Response Device＞ only after acquiring the skill through the magic book.

In addition, the minimum sacred contribution that can be given the sharing right was determined according to the magic cost of each skill.

In the case of ＜Giga Lightning＞, which had the highest cost, it was to the extent that only Yutenia and Roan met the divine contribution value.

“Hmm…”

I looked at the sacred contribution required of each magic and the cumulative contribution of the followers.

As I continued to read the description of ＜Divine Response Device＞, a thought naturally came to my mind.

The number of spells he possesses is too small.

The number of skills that can be shared with believers is not much.

As I looked at the skills that came up on the list, the temptation of the devil began to slowly surface in my mind.

“Because I’m watching it, I want to draw again for nothing.”

It’s something that comes up on a regular basis while playing the game.

It was the urge to charge.