The Outer God Needs Warmth

Chapter 105

For several days, the Heavenly Demon did not show up.

That doesn’t mean that someone else came during this empty time, though. No one came.

Wow, amazing.

They must be busy with the promotion battle. It’s a once-a-year event, after all.

I understand.

In fact, this time, there’s someone who made it all the way from the very bottom, defeating everyone in the promotion battle.

Oh Myung Seong.

He even decided to challenge the Heavenly Demon.

The Heavenly Demon Church was fired up with bets on how far he would go. At first, it seemed like it wasn’t much, but thinking about it, there’s not much entertainment in this world.

When such a stimulating event happens, of course, people would be glued to it.

As for me, I could watch it from the perspective of both the two of them and the Harvesters watching there, but Sooga wasn’t in that position, was she?

To become stronger, you need to watch high-level matches.

So, on the final day of Oh Myung Seong’s fight with the Heavenly Demon, I grabbed Sooga’s hand and headed toward the village.

When we entered the village, it was packed with people right from the entrance.

I wondered where all these people had been. The streets were crowded.

It even seemed like there were more people than last year.

"Wow."

Sooga gasped from beside me. Had she never experienced such a crowd before?

No. If I dig through my memories, I suppose she has. When she worked for the Heavenly Demon Church, there were several kids of her age gathered. She must have lived through bullying there, so maybe she’s fine with large crowds.

I know that people who have little social ability get scared just by crowds, but she doesn’t seem to be like that.

Not long after we entered, Inshimwon approached immediately.

"You’ve arrived."

"It’s not strange to come today, right?"

Inshimwon nodded at my question. He knew that the fight between the Heavenly Demon and Oh Myung Seong wasn’t just a fight between the Heavenly Demon and a challenger.

It was a battle between Harvesters.

A fight between those who use me as a weapon. Of course, I’ve seen similar fights, but those were battles where people used their own abilities, not using me as a weapon.

"I’ll guide you to a good spot."

"Let’s go."

I was wondering if we’d be far away, but since he said we’d go to a good spot, I nodded right away.

This is what connections are.

Hehe.

So, together with Sooga, we headed toward the arena.

This wasn’t a proper stadium with spectator seats; it was just a large plaza in the center. The best seats were in the high buildings around the plaza.

Originally, those were places where high-ranking clergy lived, but on days like this, they just take them over.

Yeah. You don’t rent them. It’s all pushed through by power and authority.

I really like this.

Places like these bring out my shine.

In a society where violence is prioritized, it’s easy to gain powerful strength immediately. An attractive bait, right?

Then, shouldn’t people come to me and quickly become Harvesters?

As I pondered, I headed toward the highest floor. Then, I entered a room with windows facing the plaza.

"Wow, Choseol. This place is amazing."

Sooga seems more fascinated by the interior than looking down at the people outside.

Didn’t she experience better interiors than this while working before?

Maybe, at that time, she was too nervous to enjoy the surroundings.

That place was one where children could die at any moment.

If they couldn’t adapt, they’d die. If they made a mistake, they’d die. If the mood of a high-ranking priest soured, they’d be killed for fun.

That’s not the world everyone lives in, but it’s normal in the Heavenly Demon Church.

Having grown up in that world, Sooga is likely similar.

At first, I couldn’t see it with my eyes.

Sixth round, seventh round, eighth round.

And Sooga, as if sucked in, was watching. No, it wasn’t just Sooga. Gapja was watching from the lookout post, Byeongil was watching from about 50 degrees clockwise from where I was, all mesmerized by the sight of the fight.

Then, in the tenth round.

The Heavenly Demon and Oh Myung Seong distanced themselves from each other with a deflecting motion.

And from both their swords, violet light erupted.

But there was something strange.

Sooga’s focus was slightly higher than the tip of the sword I was watching.

It wasn’t just Sooga. Gapja, Byeongil, and Inshimwon were all the same.

There was something larger than what I was seeing with my eyes.

It means I’m completely incapable of seeing Ki. So, was that why magic appeared so flat in the first world?

Maybe that’s why I couldn’t fully use Rebecca’s body.

While I was thinking this, the two collided again.

Of course, from my distant perspective, I couldn’t see it anymore, and only those with the right senses or the parties involved could feel it.

It wasn’t just two people fighting; it sounded like two huge machines crashing in the center of the plaza.

Now, almost no one surrounded the plaza.

After the violet light rose from the swords and they collided once, most of the people lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

Then, due to the continuous shockwaves, they rolled across to the opposite side of the plaza.

But there were still people awake.

They were all skilled, as I could tell from the Heavenly Demon’s eyes.

Now, the sound of swords colliding was almost continuous, vibrating like sound waves.

If they made even a small mistake, their limbs wouldn’t just fly off—they might disappear entirely.

But surprisingly, the fight itself ended cleanly.

After the 279th round from the Heavenly Demon’s perspective, both sides stepped back.

Just as I thought the fight was about to resume, Oh Myung Seong clasped his hands together.

"I have lost. Thank you for your teachings."

Unlike when it started, the surroundings were very quiet, so his voice reached here.

Then the Heavenly Demon gave him a position called Gwangmyeongusa and praised his skills.

At the same time, the cries of "Cheonma!" resounded from all directions.

After that, I could no longer hear the conversation between the two. I thought everything had finished, so I tapped Sooga, who was still staring blankly out the window.

"Let’s go home."

"I want to go meet Musabu!"

A retort came immediately.

Sooga looked like she wanted to talk to the Heavenly Demon about what just happened, her face filled with eagerness. Inshimwon chuckled beside me, clearly not involved in that.

"If you want to approach someone exhausted, you can go."

Sooga thought deeply about my words. Is there anything to think about? I said it so that she would know what choice she was making.

In other words, I told her to think about the other person. But knowing Sooga’s personality, it’s obvious she would ignore it. Lately, her rebellious attitude has increased, and as family, it’s not strange for her to slowly push her own identity.

"Mm. Okay, today’s fine. Let’s go back."

That’s strange.

Sooga didn’t ignore my words.

Instead, Sooga held my hand. Her hand was trembling oddly.

I thought it was hard to understand Sooga right now, but together with her, I headed home.