The Evil God Beyond the Smartphone

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Immediately after checking the items from the 30th draw, I handed the magic book to Yutenia, who was traveling in a wagon.

After receiving the [Magic Book: Feather Falls], Yutenia opened the book after giving thanks as before.

Pluto, who was by her side, was also interested in seeing Euthenia reading a book, but soon lost interest in the book and looked at the surrounding scenery again.

To the vampire, the human magic book didn’t seem to have much meaning.

So, instead of the thick magic book, Pluto caressed the Death Side in his hand.

“Hey, it looks like he’s using blood to use magic, so that’s okay.”

If there is a magic that is suitable for vampires, there is no need to learn human magic.

As long as you accumulate enough sacred contribution points, it’s possible to borrow simple magic through the ＜Holy Response Device＞.

In addition, Pluto’s [Divine Spirit: Death Side] has the effect of amplifying the power of blood magic.

Using blood magic rather than ordinary magic would be more effective in terms of output.

Judging by that, I turned my attention away from Euthenia and Pluto.

If you master the magic completely, Yutenia will take care of offering the magic book.

“Now it’s time to check this…”

If you move the screen from Utenia and look at the inventory, you can see [Buyuto] in one corner of the inventory.

According to the item’s detailed description, [Buyuto] was an earth spirit that grew up eating soil.

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It is a creature that appears a lot as a pet or as a hostile monster in games and novels.

It was also an object that looked closer to a character or a monster than an item.

Seeing such a spirit in the inventory made me feel a bit awkward.

It felt like there was something wrong with the categorization of [Buyuto].

“Since it came out of the lottery, the item is correct, but in fact, it seems to be closer to a pet.”

Should pets be viewed as items?

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My thoughts about it turned to the ＜Creature Maker＞ I used before.

Even though such things are classified as skills, there seemed to be no reason why they could not be classified as items just because they were spirits.

That’s not to say there aren’t any games that put pets in their inventory.

After thinking for a while, I decided to take out [Buyuto] from my inventory.

“[Buyuto] La… Let’s see your face once in a while.”

Kwok.

I opened the inventory and touched [Buyuto] with my finger.

And in that state, I dragged the item all the way and dropped [Floating Earth] on the plain where no one was there.

A lump of dirt that had escaped from the inventory appeared on the field.

Is it because the word wealth hangs in front of it?

A lump of soil placed on the field appeared to float in the air, worthy of its name.

– “Soil.”

A lump of earth floated in the air and began to spin round and round.

A speech bubble with the word ‘earth’ appeared above the head of such a lump of dirt.

I don’t know if I should call it a head, but the fact that a speech bubble popped up was more important than that now.

It is a situation in which a lump of soil is floating in the air by itself and even a speech bubble is floating.

It was an unusual sight that would not look like a simple pet to anyone looking at it.

“What is he talking about?”

I couldn’t help but be puzzled by the appearance of such [Buyuto].

Usually, it is a human or a character of a similar category that floats the speech bubble.

Even the dark magic beasts couldn’t float a speech bubble above their heads.

However, this guy looks like a lump of dirt with a speech bubble floating on his head.

Could it be that the race itself, called the Spirit, is special?

Seeing how much he was talking, I began to watch how far he could speak.

– “Soil.”

“Well.”

– “Soil.”

“·················ogue.”

– “Soil.”

However, even as time passed, the lump of dirt didn’t say anything other than the word ‘soil’.

Seeing [Buyuto] repeating the same words over and over again, I tried to somehow guess his intentions.

Can’t you just say “soil”?

If not, is it the sound of asking for soil for yourself?

Considering the explanation of [Buyuto], which says that if you eat soil, you will thrive.

“Is that the sound of asking for dirt?”

Even the story of [Buyuto] asking me for soil was a problem.

Unfortunately, it was because there was no magic that could feed me with soil.

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Most of the magic I was learning was to break, destroy, and destroy something.

This was because most of them did not help hunting except for attack magic.

Even if I asked myself to feed the soil, it was very difficult for me.

– “Soil.”

“I don’t know if other words will come out when I hit it.”

Instead of feeding him dirt, I touched and lightly touched the lump of dirt on the screen.

Burr.

The guy who had been trembling for a moment turned from his seat.

Then he looked up at the sky and once again floated a speech bubble above his head.

It looked like the content was longer in Korean than before.

– “Soil.”

I looked at the lump of dirt that had floated a speech bubble with blank eyes.

It seems that my prediction that I could only talk about dirt was true.

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My gaze, looking at the lump of dirt on the screen, turned to the pile of dirt on the floor.

Even though there was dirt all around, it looked like he wasn’t eating dirt.

It is impossible to eat the soil yourself, and it seems that someone else has to feed it.

As I was contemplating how to feed the soil, a new speech bubble floated by a lump of soil appeared in front of me.

– “water.”

“·················ogue.”

I had to revise the hypothesis I had established based on the content of the newly emerged speech bubble.

He couldn’t help but repeat the same words over and over again.

He was just talking to me for soil.

This time, it looked like he was asking for water.

Looking at [Buyuto] with cold eyes, I turned my gaze to the skill icon at the bottom of the screen.

– I used ＜Weather Control: Tempest＞.

– The effect of ＜Weather Control＞ lasts for 1 day.

If you want so much water, it would be right for me to feed you myself.

I started using ＜Weather Control＞ to create a storm over a large area.

It was a kind of stress relief in order to shake off the strange feelings I got from the conversation with the lump of dirt.

The characters of the village included in the scope of ＜Weather Control＞ rushed into the house to avoid the rain.

I continued to fire ＜Weather Control＞, scattering storms everywhere in town.

[Buyuto], caught in the storm, was also floating and wet.

– “Soil.”

A lump of earth that rotates violently, perhaps like a god.

A smirk came out of my mouth as I watched it.

It is the spirit of the earth that I raise by feeding it with soil and water with my hands.

It was a landscape that popped into my head when I was growing up as a child.

Of course, because I didn’t water the plants often, the palm trees withered away.

“It’s not a character that can be made into an apostle, is it right for me to feed and water while growing the soil?”

Leaving the clumps of dirt happy in the rain, I set out to find another way to raise him.

Fortunately for me, there were several AI macros.

If it seemed impossible to raise him with my own hands, I could raise him with my other hands.

I frantically moved the screen to find Evan who was somewhere in the church.

* * * * * *

Evan Allamere.

As the church’s second apostle, he relaxed his aching body and headed toward the empty lot created on the mountain behind the church.

After the overthrow of Lithua-Centirus was over, he remained in the church and taught swordsmanship to young men.

Originally, it was time to rest after the training of the youth in the church was over, but recently, a new routine had been created for him.

It was because of a new order that Evan’s owner had given him four days ago.

It was an order to take care of the earth spirit in the mountain behind.

“How were you yesterday?”

Evan, who visited the mountain behind, greeted the earth spirit in the air.

Whirick. Whirick.

A lump of earth flying in the sky rotated in place and greeted Evan.

The lump of dirt floating in the air was a sight that would be astonishing to anyone who saw it.

If he hadn’t heard of the earth spirit, Evan would have doubted the magic of the wizard.

Evan, who received Buuto’s welcome greeting, reached out towards him and stroked it with the palm of his hand.

“okay. I think I’m doing well too.”

Evan, who was stroking the spirit of the earth, responded with a smile.

Although he was doing it at the command of the great being he served, Evan himself was in a situation where he welcomed this work.

Raising spirits itself is difficult and cumbersome.

Even so, Evan felt quite satisfied with raising the Earth Spirit.

It was because it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was to raise spirits with my own hands.

“You look very hungry.”

Buuto, which had been spinning violently, stopped rotating and stood still.

woo woo.

A lump of dirt stopped in place and trembled once.

Evan couldn’t understand the spirit’s words, but he could easily predict what kind of answer the spirit would get in this situation.

He must have endured hunger for a day, waiting for Evan to feed him with soil.

Evan nodded in response to the spirit’s answer and approached the shovel in the empty lot.

It was the thing Evan put on the ground after feeding the earth spirit yesterday.

“Wait a little longer. Make sure you feed him enough soil today.”

pooh.

Evan picked up the shovel that was on the floor.

Was it because Evan worked hard to feed Buuto for two days?

A small vacant lot had been created near the shovel.

And to prove that Evan’s efforts were not in vain, the spirit’s size was also several dozen times larger than the first day.

The more the soil is fed, the larger the floating soil grows.

“If it’s a little bigger, even petting it might be difficult.”

woo woo.

Hearing Evan’s story, Buuto rotated briefly.

Unlike the first day, he was a spirit who knew how to play aegyo quite a bit.

Evan inserted the shovel he was holding deep and skillfully moved his arm to scoop up the soil.

As Evan scooped up the soil with a shovel, the spirit came down slightly and leaned forward.

Evan sprinkled soil on top of such a float.

“Whoa….”

tuk. tuk. tuk.

Evan shoveled the soil that had been sprinkled on top of the lump of dirt and put it together tightly.

If the soil was not properly fixed after being sprinkled, the float did not absorb the soil properly.

Only solidly fixed soil could enter the spirit’s sphere of influence.

It was for this reason that the Earth Spirit could not recklessly absorb the surrounding soil.

You have to put the soil on top one by one and compact it by hand.

“After a few days, I’m slowly getting used to this.”

Digging up the soil every day and feeding the spirits was not an easy task.

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Moreover, even the soil fed to the spirits was not edible.

This was because about half of the soil that was dug up with a shovel was not fully absorbed and flowed down.

Evan had to repeat such hard work every day.

However, Evan made no complaints about his master.

Rather, he was taking care of the spirit with a happy heart.

“Let me feed you until you are full today.”

pooh.

Evan’s shovel scooped up the soil again.

Then, he sprinkled soil on the spirit’s head and tapped the soil with a shovel.

It is a simple yet arduous act.

Nevertheless, Evan was feeling grateful to his master.

What you see in front of you is still just a mere lump of dirt.

However, if you feed and nurture the soil every day, you may one day form a solid ground.

A huge land flying in the sky.

Evan could easily guess how many possibilities there were.

“It’s a fortress in the sky… I’m looking forward to the day when I will meet you with my own eyes.”

The suffering of the present was His arrangement for the denomination of the future.

The spirits that grew up eating the soil will form a huge land, and new buildings will be built for the great beings on that huge territory.

The value of a fortress floating in the sky was incomparable to any grand fortress on earth.

You can move anywhere, and you can take the people of the denomination anywhere.

Evan diligently moved his shovel while thinking of a miracle he would face someday.

“For that day, we must prepare diligently now.”

A small vacant lot located on the mountain behind the church.

In the empty empty space, only the sound of Evan moving the shovel continued to resound.