Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

Even though there are believers in the city, Malin cannot give them anything, because if he does, the nine sages of Thainan will know about Malin’s deification by tomorrow morning at the latest.

And once they know, it won’t be long before the Western Human World knows too.

Then Malin will have nowhere to hide—daring Chaos cultists would attack Malin’s loved ones at any cost, for a legendary child as a sacrifice is tempting, but the offspring of a deity is even more enticing.

Don’t mention Malin’s strength; capitalists would sell their own hanging rope for a 300% profit. The offspring of a deity defies even that description.

Therefore, now is not the time.

Malin must become stronger, without relying on the Power of Prayers.

Because Mars, who stands at 1.2 meters tall, has already sounded the alarm for Malin’s future, achieving deity status might be a good choice, but such deities require generations of belief. Hence, the legendary does not die, Chaos does not perish, the seal is not flawless, it requires sacrifices... If these sacrifices are not deities, then legends must ignite the flame.

A world of spreading the flame? Malin can only scoff at this. This is not destiny’s sacrifice, nor fate’s choice, it’s merely Chaos’s playground during their idle time.

A world where even sacrifice is chaotic is not the future Malin desires, especially since he swore to Ails in that world, to save another Ails.

I refuse to let anyone become a sacrifice. If this world requires a sacrifice, let it be me, the summoned one.

Although... although doing so is too cruel for Faye and her companions, Malin feels that if he doesn’t act, it would be too cruel for a civilization facing destruction, yet struggling for eight millennia.