《The Reluctant Manager》Chapter 9 – The birth of a God
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Chapter 9 – The birth of a God
The nobleman was now acting hysterically like a madman. Screaming like he owns the world.
“You are all so dead!! Even the goddess Lana will forsake your souls in hell for such a sin!!” –Nobleman
Goddess Lana? Is that the name of the administrator who quit? I got tired of the man’s ramblings. To be honest, for I am extremely pissed off at the situation. I took out a copper knife from my personal inventory.
Do not know why I kept such a trashy item still. It was the first thing crafted when I leveled up smithing skill as a support craft, so has sentimental value. I do not have dagger skill due to my job class, so I clumsily throw the dagger at the nobleman’s crotch area.
The nobleman gives out the most ear piercing scream I have ever heard. Even if I do not have dagger skill my strength and attack should be extremely high. Due to my elevated stats for my level. With such power in the force of the copper knife. The nobleman’s crotch is probably made of paste now. I doubt he will ever have children again if he tried.
“You lowly piece of shit! Will pay dearly for this!” –Nobleman
I noticed the nobleman is having a lot of tears gush out of his eyes from the extreme pain. Oddly, it fills me with glee. I must be some sort of closest sadist. Thought I was really a masochist. How I just let people treat me like shit in my previous life. Maybe this was the effect of being an administrator of this world. It changed me.
“That was satisfying. Thanks for the entertainment my good lord.” –Dasas
I do a gentlemanly bow with my right hand across my chest. Having a small smile on my face.
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“You fool!! Are you mocking me? You have just made yourself an enemy of the kingdom!! They will come for your heads!!” –Nobleman
Turning around and walked back a few steps. I looked up at the sky. While the nobleman was cursing me from behind. I notice storm clouds are forming. That is when a message window pops up.
Authority list for the world of Anahita: Access authority library?YesRemind me later
This message window sure came at a convenient time. I press [Yes] and scroll down the list of authorities. Deciding to pick at least one for now to help my current situation. I turn around to face the angry nobleman. Spreading out my arms as if I am doing a performance at a play.
“Fumu, let them come. Even if an army is sent against me. I won’t care.” –Dasas
“Fool! What can one man and a few of your allies do! Against the mighty power of the Fori kingdom!” –Nobleman
Authority: War has been set for administrator Dasas.
Race settings for Dasas has been changed from dragonoid to divine.
Anahita: Administration settings have been made available.
“A man you say? I am afraid you are wrong there my good noble sir! Today is the birth of the War God Dasas!!” –Dasas
Monstrous thunder and lightning start to fill the black cloudy sky.
“Crazy delusional idiot. What are you saying…” –Nobleman
“Let the world know of this! The War God Dasas has descended! All who defy me! Shall tremble in fear!” –Dasas
My NPCs start to raise their weapons to the sky. Yelling out praise.
“Hail to the God of War!!” -NPCs
“Hail to the God of War!!” –NPCs
“Hail to the God of War!!” –NPCs
“Go now good noble sir…for you are free!” –Dasas
The nobleman turns around crawling. He gets up and flee with one hand on his bleeding crotch.
“You will pay for this! You demons!” –Nobleman
Heavy rain start to pour down on us. I look up at the sky once again. I have no choice but to move forward now. There is no going back. This is totally not the plan I had for today. Everything went straight to hell. Now the question is. Will I become a tyrant or will I become a savior?
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