Please Stop Summoning Me!

But he held back because it’s hard to accept a bitten apple as a reward from an extra-worldly god.

Would anyone lick his saliva?

He inexplicably thought of this disgusting possibility.

But if his nonsense guesses were to be correct, they could still accept this bitten apple… But the possibility was relatively low. Let’s give them a normal gift.

Standing behind the altar, he condescendingly looked down at the prostrate worshippers on the ground.

After a long silence, he said in a calm tone.

“This is a new gift.”

Saying that he slowly walked to the altar and reached out as slowly as possible to place the apple on the altar.

Then he added in a calm voice: “The pseudo god is my enemy, destroy him.”