I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 185

“Prove that you are ‘God.'”

The first to react to that wasn’t the Former God, but Archbishop Karleya.

“I, Namgoong Min! What does that even mean…!!”

“Is that not so? Let me ask everyone here. Can only a god sit in that seat? To put it bluntly, if one can get up there, even a child could sit there.”

“What blasphemy!”

“Blasphemy or not, the greatest sacrilege lies with that fellow. What will you do if that being is not a god? Then it would mean deceiving His Holiness the Pope, the three archbishops, and the Saint and Holy Lady.”

“………….”

Unlike those who are far from having faith in many ways, perhaps it’s because I still hold onto my belief.

Karleya, who was reacting vehemently, fell silent with wavering eyes.

Sure, I’m not just claiming that guy isn’t a god without reason.

I merely want confirmation fitting for the ‘Room of Proof.’

And the Former God seemed quite displeased by that statement.

<"Proving my existence? How absurd! Creatures daring to question the creator?">

“Things indeed have gotten ridiculous. But isn’t this an opportunity? The Pope, archbishops, the Saint, and the Holy Lady are all gathered here. If you can prove your divinity now, the rewards will be considerable! Plus, you could even take me down with blasphemy!”

<"What nonsense. Why should I entertain your fallacies?">

“You had the Saint do it. If you casually denied the Saint’s self-proof, shouldn’t you be ready to prove yourself too?”

<"Fine. I shall forgive this rudeness as a youthful folly──">

“Why forgive me?”

<"……What?">

“This is the Room of Proof, and according to your claim, you created this space yourself. If you truly are a god, shouldn’t you bestow at least a minor punishment onto this blasphemer? If it’s a plan to make me cry out of your generosity, you should just abandon it already.”

<"………….">

“Why can’t you do it? Is it because you’re not truly a god? Just a fraud claiming to be one?”

How do I appear to the Former God now? Certainly, I doubt it’s in a friendly light.

The Former God and I already know each other. If I think about how Jisoo has suffered because of that bastard, my teeth grind, but the fact that he is indeed a Former God is an objective truth.

But that’s just limited to ‘me.’

What do all the people here—those at the pinnacle of the Church, who worship the god—think?

Seeing a self-proclaimed god being provoked by mere creations, getting angry, and not even delivering punishment, what thoughts might cross their minds?

<"……Proving, you say?">

“Just do what the Saint did.”

<"How impertinent.">

“I mentioned it first, so I’ll go first.”

Step.

While glaring at the irritated mass of cracks, I spoke with a smile.

“First, punish me.”

<"……What?">

“Isn’t it simple? Whether you strike me with lightning, sever my arm, or some other punishment, go ahead and show me.”

<"Ha, that punishment has already been laid.">

“Mm?”

<"You will flounder in the swamp of misfortune until the moment of your death, and your younger sister will likewise be plunged into the same plight.">

……Mm, I feel a tad irritated that he mentioned Jisoo.

Moreover, he ambiguously uses the word ‘misfortune’ to imply that some punishment will eventually come.

But it’s certain that the Former God seems more angry, so I’ll just take it in stride.

“That’s not enough.”

<"What?">

“Do something to me right here. Burn me, strike me with lightning, sever my limbs, crucify me—do whatever you want.”

<"………As arrogant as ever, but you are still my offspring.">

“I suppose you could just bring me back to life if it comes to that? You’re supposedly an omnipotent god. Surely you’re not saying that punishing me here and bringing me back to life is impossible, but telling me misfortune will come later is feasible, right?”

<"………….">

“Fine, since the self-proclaimed god does not wish to harm his creation, I’ll take my chances with the misfortune to come.”

Misfortune might be acceptable for the offspring, but punishing me right here is off-limits since I’m the child.

Carrying the ambiguity from the very first proof, even Karleya’s gaze shifted somewhat.

Seizing the atmosphere, I continued speaking.

“Secondly.”

<"Second? One proof should suffice.">

“You didn’t prove anything. Or you could use something like <Holy Radiance> as the Saint did? Had you punished me, the proof would have ended right then and there, regrettably.”

<"………….">

“Staring at me despite being full of cracks? How scary. Anyway, for the second——show your divinity.”

<"Divinity, you say?">

“Of course? If you are a god, you should embody the utmost divinity, the original itself. Isn’t that the simplest proof?”

<"How ridiculous to request such a thing! Now, behold.">

As if quite annoyed, the Former God waved his crack-filled hand, from which warm light and warmth spilled forth.

A sort of ‘holiness’ comparable to what the Saint or Eileen emitted just moments ago.

‘Indeed, even though that fool was dethroned by Jisoo, he’s not entirely powerless.’

I could guess from the various times he meddled in my affairs and whispered about the future that showing a degree of holiness could indeed be within his capability.

Of course.

That wasn’t my reason for bringing it up.

<"Is that enough? Truly foolish.">

“Is this the end?”

<"What?">

“That level of holiness isn’t something anyone here, apart from me, can’t replicate. If you’re a true god, you should demonstrate overwhelming holiness.”

<"………….">

It wasn’t wrong. It was clear that the holiness the Former God demonstrated was lacking compared to the Saint or Eileen’s <Holy Radiance>.

Unlike them, who filled the Room of Proof to excess, the holiness shown by the Former God was plenty but just that—exactly that.

Even before I pointed out that flaw, the suspicion in the eyes of the Pope, archbishops, the Saint, and Holy Lady had begun to grow larger.

‘Whatever the outcome, this had been fortuitous.’

What if the Former God were to display truly overwhelming divinity? I would then invoke the earlier proof and proceed to the next step as if it were an even game.

What if he fails to show divinity? Naturally, that would be perfect.

If he shows something ambiguous, then I can just incite further from where we stand now.

Ah, it wouldn’t be far-fetched for him to show overwhelming divinity after being incited either.

“Do you need time? I suppose if you self-proclaim as a god, cooling down periods are necessary, right?”

<"You…!!">

“Alright, then the third.”

By suitably scratching the surface, I can smoothly transition without issues.

Having claimed to be a god, even if he shows divinity now, it lacks any godly grandeur.

Unless he happens to be a very laid-back god, he seems intent on maintaining superiority over his creations. I know how to handle such types.

‘A god? A god…’

In contrast, the Former God’s reactions were not vastly different from a human’s.

Utterly arrogant, high self-esteem, never even considering defeat.

The commonality among such individuals is.

‘They won’t set aside their pride even when lacking ability.’

A frequent behavior seen in failed entrepreneurs and ousted politicians.

Looking at the Former God, it seems he has nothing but this arrogance; he is merely subsisting in this broken state after having his position taken away by Jisoo.

He’s a ‘Former’ God, not a ‘Current’ God.

To see such a being appear in the Room of Proof, claiming to still be a god, is absurd.

‘Well, it’s not entirely hard to comprehend.’

If I were suddenly demanded by ants to prove I’m human, I’d probably find it equally absurd.

Ants are ants, and humans are humans. Likewise, deities are simply deities by nature.

As evidence of that, the one who spoke to me all this time with consistent ease began to lose it and charged in a fury.

There’s just one issue.

He has descended to a point slightly higher than the ants, a place where I could step on him without a second thought.

“For the third, it’s simple… <Incredibly Useful Fortunetelling>.”

“Huh? Did you just say that name──”

“That’s not important at all, I’ll shuffle the cards now. I’ll draw one, and you just have to guess what it is. With this, there’s no need to harm my offspring; it’s easy, right?”

<"……How arrogant. Do you truly think I cannot even do that?">

“I think you can’t, which is why I’m suggesting this. You’ve already failed to prove twice, haven’t you?”

Swish. Swish. Swish.

I shuffled the cards that appeared in the air using my Job Skill.

To be honest, it would be stranger if the Former God couldn’t do this. Any decent combat class could see it shuffled and guess correctly.

Let alone someone claiming to be a deity.

However.

<"Can the self-proclaimed god guess the card?">

<"……!">

During summer break, when I went to Liu’s mansion.

At that time, he erased my memory of meeting him, but he couldn’t eliminate the ‘question’ left in my Job Skill.

From that, I gleaned a hypothesis.

‘Could it be that he cannot interfere with Job Skills?’

What if he could? That wouldn’t matter. This is a simple enough task, and I deliberately chose something that would naturally seem easy to him.

We could just say it was 2 to 1 and move on.

But what if he can’t interfere?

Swish.

“I’ve drawn a card. What is it…?”

<"………….">

Does he know that not answering such a simple question and being thoughtful in his response is already a suspicious fact for a self-proclaimed god?

Normally, he would know. But given all the jabs I’ve thrown at his ego, does he still remain unperturbed?

And──

<"……It’s the Fourth Major Arcana, The Emperor.">

“Good. Then let’s flip it.”

──But what if he gets it wrong?

[Job Skill <Incredibly Useful Fortunetelling> complete!

Fortunetelling Contents: <Can the self-proclaimed god guess the card?>
Outcome of the Fortune: <Wheel of Fortune>
Result of the Fortune: The self-proclaimed god does not exist. The being before you is indeed a god, albeit usurped.
Probability of the Result being executed as is: 24% (Basic 15% + Tarot Card use 7% + Fortuneteller Gloves bonus 2%)]

The result of the Job Skill can only be seen by me.

Thus, what everyone here can see is.

<"……What?">

Instead of the [Emperor] previously declared by the Former God, it’s merely [Wheel of Fortune].

As expected.

‘Fortunetelling skills can produce outcomes that weren’t initially on the cards or swap the displayed cards.’

It was the same when I foretold Wang Fei and Eileen.

This guy’s Job Skill doesn’t adhere to regular rules.

So, I took advantage of it.

‘If I phrase my question to include “self-proclaimed god,” the result drawn from whatever card will alter.’

As stated in the Job Skill description, a self-proclaimed god doesn’t exist.

The being before me is a Former God, yet still a god.

However, ironically, because of that very point.

The Former God failed to prove himself.

‘The card drawn was indeed the real [Emperor].’

It’s just that he couldn’t interfere with the Job Skill because of that.

<"What…is this?">

“Do we need a fourth attempt?”

<"………!">

“You’ve failed to prove yourself three times. You were unable to show me your divine wrath, your divinity, and even the ability to guess this simple card.”

<"…………….">

“Is it truly a god? The judgment is… up to you all.”

I hold no right to evaluate the proof.

I await everyone’s choice.

Though they appear hesitant, everyone’s answers were uniform.

“Then… Support is 0, Oppose is 6.”

<"………….">

“As the result of the proof, you have failed to prove yourself as the god you claim to be.”

Boom!

Even Karleya, who hesitated, the Saint who had been calling in anguish, Eileen, who was filled with distrust from the very start—Kassandra and Skoll, who should have been uncertain but could not tolerate the self-proclaimed god’s blasphemy—all held contempt.

The Pope, who had a smile from beginning to end, too.

All drew their weapons, each in their own manner, to confront the self-proclaimed god.

The sight of him being threatened by the very creations he used to look down upon.

The spectacle of a Former God’s pride being shredded, showcasing his utter incapacity.

It was truly refreshing.

“Then… self-proclaimed god, shall we head to our torture chamber? Arthur excels at all kinds of torture.”

<"……You!">

“Is there nothing beyond what you can do? How boring.”

For the first time in a long while… I was able to laugh sincerely.