The Apostle of the Art Guild, Frete, had been living a hectic life recently.
For most of the year, he wandered across the continent, but lately, he had been cooped up in the Art Guild, unable to go anywhere.
For those who had been urging him to finally act like an apostle, this was undoubtedly something to be pleased about. However, this time was different.
Even those who usually nagged him were now frantically working to keep up with the skyrocketing demand for jewelry.
When the Art Guild first planned to create jewelry related to Lucy, the guild members were sure that the pieces would be popular.
The combination of the guild’s artistic sense and Lucy Alrn, a living work of art, was bound to attract attention. How could people not covet it?
As a result, the guild had planned from the start to produce a significant amount of jewelry.
They hoped that more people would come to know about the divine incarnation of Lucy Alrn, and they were prepared to crawl like dogs to make it happen.
However, the guild never anticipated that the demand for jewelry would explode to this extent.
“...I never imagined that demand would surge to the point where people are even reselling at high prices.”
Frete, who had not slept a single night recently, looked completely exhausted, his face hard to believe as the man who had captured the hearts of noblewomen. Yet, there was still a fire in his eyes.
“The beauty of the young lady must be overwhelming, that’s why. This is a joyful thing. I must work harder.”
Facing the madness, Karia couldn’t help but cringe.
She had thought he was crazy before, but when it came to her employer, it seemed worse.
If it weren’t for his position, she wouldn’t want to associate with this guy.
How does the employer tolerate someone like him? If it were me, I’d have talked to Benedict and had him nearly killed by now.
“Karia-nim? Are you listening to me?”
“Don’t worry. I’m listening with one ear and letting it out the other.”
“Either way, I can tell you’re listening.”
“That’s not what I meant! Don’t interpret it however you like, you jerk.”
With a deep sigh, Karia leaned back against the couch and continued.
“If what you’re saying is true, then it sounds like the Art Guild will be focusing on making jewelry here for a while.”
“Seems that way. The effort to defeat the followers of the Evil God has been stagnant, so this is a bit of a lucky break.”
“Well, yeah. You were too eager to act during the year-end.”
During the vacation period, Karia hadn’t just been teaching Jacal.
If you were to be technical, teaching Jacal was only a secondary task, and what she had truly been doing was reducing the power of the Evil God’s followers.
Since last year, after being saved by Lucy, Karia had been performing tasks at Lucy’s request, gradually realizing that Lucy was destined to face the Evil God.
She hadn’t been told outright, but it was hard not to know.
The path Lucy Alrn had walked was one that anyone could see was fit for an apostle of the gods.
Out of gratitude for being saved from the Evil God’s influence, Karia had been doing various things for Lucy Alrn.
One of these was reducing the power of the Evil God’s followers in advance.
The fewer of them there were, the less danger Lucy Alrn would have to face.
Using her past connections, Karia had been working with various guilds, and now, as Frete had said, it was time to start organizing.
Because of the fierce attacks on the Evil God’s followers, the followers themselves began to erase their traces.
In the case of the Void’s followers, Karia had even found it difficult to track their movements.
Now, it was better to stop moving for the moment, clear things internally, and wait for the right time to act again.
“The Church of the Evil God seems quite chaotic too, so it might be time to stop for a while.”
“What’s going on with the Church of the Evil God?”
“Well... I heard a few pigs went missing over there. The rumor circulating outside is that it was the Evil God’s followers, but according to the Church’s allies, internal conflict seems more likely.”
Thinking of the Pope’s direct involvement, Karia was about to share what she had heard when Frete’s crystal ball suddenly began to glow.
As soon as Frete saw the light, he completely forgot about Karia standing before him and immediately pulled out the crystal ball to activate it.
Karia’s curiosity about who could be contacting him was quickly answered when Lucy’s face appeared above the crystal ball.
Now that she thought about it, it made sense. The only thing that could drive this crazy pervert mad was probably her.
While Karia struggled to hide her disgust, Frete listened intently to what Lucy was saying.
Upon hearing that Lucy needed him, Frete looked as if he might burst into tears from the emotion.
Lucy, startled, cut the contact abruptly, and Frete jumped up from his seat immediately.
“Excuse me, Karia-nim. There’s something I must do right away!”
“Don’t be ridiculous. I was just listening to the same thing you did. There’s no need to rush off now.”
“No, I must go! How could I make the young lady wait!”
Finishing all the preparations he could, Frete shouted that he must head to the place Lucy had mentioned and bolted out of the room without even a proper farewell.
Left alone, Karia pressed her forehead, sighed deeply, and then continued to think.
It seemed that Lucy had called this pervert for a reason, maybe after receiving some kind of revelation. Probably something quite dangerous.
There must still be threats on the continent that I haven’t identified. My information network still seems too weak.
I need to get it fixed up, she thought. She decided to leave the external matters to Alsetin and return to the academy streets to improve her network.
To make sure that the Queen’s growing interest in Lucy Alrn would be monitored closely.
“But can he even leave now? The Art Guild’s situation doesn’t seem to be that relaxed.”
As Karia got up to leave, she pondered her question, which was partly right and partly wrong.
It was true that Frete’s claim about leaving to handle external matters had been hard to believe, but what came next was different.
“This time, I’ll go!”
“No, it’s me!”
“We can’t let the Apostle monopolize the young lady!”
“Stop talking nonsense! The young lady personally called me, Frete! Where do you think you’re going?”
As Frete and the guild members bickered like they were ready to kill each other, Karia couldn’t help but wonder if anyone in the guild was even normal.
Meanwhile, Arthur, who had lost the bet, was already anticipating being mocked by Lucy Alrn.
No, to be precise, he had known it from the moment the bet was made. Lucy Alrn, who loved to tease others, was never going to let someone who lost the bet off easy.
“Why are you rushing me? Don’t you know that losers should cower in shame? It’s not the first time I’ve been beaten by you, and still, you don’t understand your place. Honestly, your intelligence is so pathetic, it makes me pity you. How sad,” she had said.
Of course, knowing this didn’t mean he wasn’t angry, and Arthur squeezed his fists tightly, suppressing his rage.
Now that Lucy Alrn had won the bet, she had the right to demand something from them.
So, provoking her for no reason would only lead to suffering.
Not long ago, during a dungeon run on the archipelago, Arthur had nearly had to wear a bunny girl outfit, and he knew provoking Lucy would bring him nothing but misery.
So, he humbly swallowed his pride.
The problem, however, was that this pitiful behavior only triggered Lucy’s sadistic tendencies.
“Am I scary now? You can’t even speak up. No matter how pitiful and miserable you are, you’re still a prince, aren’t you? It’s a bit too pathetic, don’t you think?”
“Don’t worry. There’s no one as sweet and cute as me, is there? I’ll make sure to have you do something that the prince will really enjoy. Just wait and see.”
Seeing Lucy Alrn giggle, Arthur saw the devil’s tail and realized that to survive, he had no choice but to respond positively to her every word.
Otherwise, his dignity might be shattered.
“Since we’re heading to an external dungeon, I need to make sure I can survive on my own if anything goes wrong, right?”
Starting with that excuse, Arthur threw himself into learning how to explore dungeons on his own.
And of course, Arthur wasn’t the only one doing this.
Having been threatened with never being allowed to train again if she kept resisting, Freya had to reluctantly learn how to explore dungeons alone.
Joy, too, had been threatened with showing her cute side if she didn’t cooperate, and she eagerly joined the dungeon exploration training.
Even Faye, who had seemed the least likely to give in, was dragged into the dungeon by Lucy, her face blushing red, as she entered without a word.
Thus, Arthur and his companions spent the days before their dungeon run drawing detailed maps of the academy’s dungeon.
They were doing this to survive Lucy Alrn’s tricks.
“Hmm, honestly, it’s still awful. But thinking about how we’re getting beat by a girl, I guess it’s not too bad.”
Lucy, holding the maps they had drawn of the academy’s dungeon, tilted her head and packed them away.
“At this rate, even if we get separated in the dungeon, we won’t end up lost and crying.”
“Exactly.”
“Tomorrow, we’re heading to an external dungeon. Be ready, you poor prince.”
The owner of the vast northern forest, known as the creature with the sharpest fangs in the world, Murro, had been moving towards a particular forest after receiving a message from Rina.
Rina had a somewhat unusual edge to her, but her abilities were among the best among the spirit creatures.
If she spoke with such certainty, then there must be something there.
Murro reminisced about his last visit to Rina’s forest, praising himself for it.
Had he not moved thinking Rina would be okay, he wouldn’t have had this opportunity.
Honestly, after revealing everything to Rina, he had a slight regret, but now he saw it as all part of the investment.
Ah, come to think of it, the one who had contacted him for help was the very person depicted in the jewelry.
Even from just the image, it had taken his breath away; he wondered what the actual person looked like.
With Rina’s peculiar tastes, it had to be stunning.
He was looking forward to it.
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The Apostle of the Art Guild, Frete, had been living a hectic life recently.
For most of the year, he wandered across the continent, but lately, he had been cooped up in the Art Guild, unable to go anywhere.
For those who had been urging him to finally act like an apostle, this was undoubtedly something to be pleased about. However, this time was different.
Even those who usually nagged him were now frantically working to keep up with the skyrocketing demand for jewelry.
When the Art Guild first planned to create jewelry related to Lucy, the guild members were sure that the pieces would be popular.
The combination of the guild’s artistic sense and Lucy Alrn, a living work of art, was bound to attract attention. How could people not covet it?
As a result, the guild had planned from the start to produce a significant amount of jewelry.
They hoped that more people would come to know about the divine incarnation of Lucy Alrn, and they were prepared to crawl like dogs to make it happen.
However, the guild never anticipated that the demand for jewelry would explode to this extent.
“...I never imagined that demand would surge to the point where people are even reselling at high prices.”
Frete, who had not slept a single night recently, looked completely exhausted, his face hard to believe as the man who had captured the hearts of noblewomen. Yet, there was still a fire in his eyes.
“The beauty of the young lady must be overwhelming, that’s why. This is a joyful thing. I must work harder.”
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Facing the madness, Karia couldn’t help but cringe.
She had thought he was crazy before, but when it came to her employer, it seemed worse.
If it weren’t for his position, she wouldn’t want to associate with this guy.
How does the employer tolerate someone like him? If it were me, I’d have talked to Benedict and had him nearly killed by now.
“Karia-nim? Are you listening to me?”
“Don’t worry. I’m listening with one ear and letting it out the other.”
“Either way, I can tell you’re listening.”
“That’s not what I meant! Don’t interpret it however you like, you jerk.”
With a deep sigh, Karia leaned back against the couch and continued.
“If what you’re saying is true, then it sounds like the Art Guild will be focusing on making jewelry here for a while.”
“Seems that way. The effort to defeat the followers of the Evil God has been stagnant, so this is a bit of a lucky break.”
“Well, yeah. You were too eager to act during the year-end.”
During the vacation period, Karia hadn’t just been teaching Jacal.
If you were to be technical, teaching Jacal was only a secondary task, and what she had truly been doing was reducing the power of the Evil God’s followers.
Since last year, after being saved by Lucy, Karia had been performing tasks at Lucy’s request, gradually realizing that Lucy was destined to face the Evil God.
She hadn’t been told outright, but it was hard not to know.
The path Lucy Alrn had walked was one that anyone could see was fit for an apostle of the gods.
Out of gratitude for being saved from the Evil God’s influence, Karia had been doing various things for Lucy Alrn.
One of these was reducing the power of the Evil God’s followers in advance.
The fewer of them there were, the less danger Lucy Alrn would have to face.
Using her past connections, Karia had been working with various guilds, and now, as Frete had said, it was time to start organizing.
Because of the fierce attacks on the Evil God’s followers, the followers themselves began to erase their traces.
In the case of the Void’s followers, Karia had even found it difficult to track their movements.
Now, it was better to stop moving for the moment, clear things internally, and wait for the right time to act again.
“The Church of the Evil God seems quite chaotic too, so it might be time to stop for a while.”
“What’s going on with the Church of the Evil God?”
“Well... I heard a few pigs went missing over there. The rumor circulating outside is that it was the Evil God’s followers, but according to the Church’s allies, internal conflict seems more likely.”
Thinking of the Pope’s direct involvement, Karia was about to share what she had heard when Frete’s crystal ball suddenly began to glow.
As soon as Frete saw the light, he completely forgot about Karia standing before him and immediately pulled out the crystal ball to activate it.
Karia’s curiosity about who could be contacting him was quickly answered when Lucy’s face appeared above the crystal ball.
Now that she thought about it, it made sense. The only thing that could drive this crazy pervert mad was probably her.
While Karia struggled to hide her disgust, Frete listened intently to what Lucy was saying.
Upon hearing that Lucy needed him, Frete looked as if he might burst into tears from the emotion.
Lucy, startled, cut the contact abruptly, and Frete jumped up from his seat immediately.
“Excuse me, Karia-nim. There’s something I must do right away!”
“Don’t be ridiculous. I was just listening to the same thing you did. There’s no need to rush off now.”
“No, I must go! How could I make the young lady wait!”
Finishing all the preparations he could, Frete shouted that he must head to the place Lucy had mentioned and bolted out of the room without even a proper farewell.
Left alone, Karia pressed her forehead, sighed deeply, and then continued to think.
It seemed that Lucy had called this pervert for a reason, maybe after receiving some kind of revelation. Probably something quite dangerous.
There must still be threats on the continent that I haven’t identified. My information network still seems too weak.
I need to get it fixed up, she thought. She decided to leave the external matters to Alsetin and return to the academy streets to improve her network.
To make sure that the Queen’s growing interest in Lucy Alrn would be monitored closely.
“But can he even leave now? The Art Guild’s situation doesn’t seem to be that relaxed.”
As Karia got up to leave, she pondered her question, which was partly right and partly wrong.
It was true that Frete’s claim about leaving to handle external matters had been hard to believe, but what came next was different.
“This time, I’ll go!”
“No, it’s me!”
“We can’t let the Apostle monopolize the young lady!”
“Stop talking nonsense! The young lady personally called me, Frete! Where do you think you’re going?”
As Frete and the guild members bickered like they were ready to kill each other, Karia couldn’t help but wonder if anyone in the guild was even normal.
Meanwhile, Arthur, who had lost the bet, was already anticipating being mocked by Lucy Alrn.
No, to be precise, he had known it from the moment the bet was made. Lucy Alrn, who loved to tease others, was never going to let someone who lost the bet off easy.
“Why are you rushing me? Don’t you know that losers should cower in shame? It’s not the first time I’ve been beaten by you, and still, you don’t understand your place. Honestly, your intelligence is so pathetic, it makes me pity you. How sad,” she had said.
Of course, knowing this didn’t mean he wasn’t angry, and Arthur squeezed his fists tightly, suppressing his rage.
Now that Lucy Alrn had won the bet, she had the right to demand something from them.
So, provoking her for no reason would only lead to suffering.
Not long ago, during a dungeon run on the archipelago, Arthur had nearly had to wear a bunny girl outfit, and he knew provoking Lucy would bring him nothing but misery.
So, he humbly swallowed his pride.
The problem, however, was that this pitiful behavior only triggered Lucy’s sadistic tendencies.
“Am I scary now? You can’t even speak up. No matter how pitiful and miserable you are, you’re still a prince, aren’t you? It’s a bit too pathetic, don’t you think?”
“Don’t worry. There’s no one as sweet and cute as me, is there? I’ll make sure to have you do something that the prince will really enjoy. Just wait and see.”
Seeing Lucy Alrn giggle, Arthur saw the devil’s tail and realized that to survive, he had no choice but to respond positively to her every word.
Otherwise, his dignity might be shattered.
“Since we’re heading to an external dungeon, I need to make sure I can survive on my own if anything goes wrong, right?”
Starting with that excuse, Arthur threw himself into learning how to explore dungeons on his own.
And of course, Arthur wasn’t the only one doing this.
Having been threatened with never being allowed to train again if she kept resisting, Freya had to reluctantly learn how to explore dungeons alone.
Joy, too, had been threatened with showing her cute side if she didn’t cooperate, and she eagerly joined the dungeon exploration training.
Even Faye, who had seemed the least likely to give in, was dragged into the dungeon by Lucy, her face blushing red, as she entered without a word.
Thus, Arthur and his companions spent the days before their dungeon run drawing detailed maps of the academy’s dungeon.
They were doing this to survive Lucy Alrn’s tricks.
“Hmm, honestly, it’s still awful. But thinking about how we’re getting beat by a girl, I guess it’s not too bad.”
Lucy, holding the maps they had drawn of the academy’s dungeon, tilted her head and packed them away.
“At this rate, even if we get separated in the dungeon, we won’t end up lost and crying.”
“Exactly.”
“Tomorrow, we’re heading to an external dungeon. Be ready, you poor prince.”
The owner of the vast northern forest, known as the creature with the sharpest fangs in the world, Murro, had been moving towards a particular forest after receiving a message from Rina.
Rina had a somewhat unusual edge to her, but her abilities were among the best among the spirit creatures.
If she spoke with such certainty, then there must be something there.
Murro reminisced about his last visit to Rina’s forest, praising himself for it.
Had he not moved thinking Rina would be okay, he wouldn’t have had this opportunity.
Honestly, after revealing everything to Rina, he had a slight regret, but now he saw it as all part of the investment.
Ah, come to think of it, the one who had contacted him for help was the very person depicted in the jewelry.
Even from just the image, it had taken his breath away; he wondered what the actual person looked like.
With Rina’s peculiar tastes, it had to be stunning.
He was looking forward to it.