Monster Taming Broadcast

In the city of Kendra.

The buildings that had been consumed by the invaders had regained their original forms.

And inside the buildings, useful resources overflowed.

With just around seven hundred people, they could even reconstruct a civilization.

【Luna-chan】─Earth’s scientific technology is definitely far superior to Elemenzia~ ><

It was clear that this planet was indeed more advanced than Earth.

Hybrid multifunctional tractors.

Smart irrigation systems.

High-strength lightweight building materials.

Portable soil analyzers, and more.

Items created with technologies superior to Earth were lined up.

Even after 35 years, they were all functioning normally.

‘At this level, there’s no need to send Omega.’

I decided to save the designated dispatch ticket.

Of course, if the people of Kendra needed my help first, I would use it without hesitation.

Since I decided to protect them.

I intended to support them like a kind of investment.

So they could rebuild their civilization even faster.

And I mentioned they could build the altar when they had the leisure.

It wasn’t urgent at all.

‘They said they would rebuild their civilization by themselves, so let’s just watch them for a while.’

Thinking that way,

I watched over the reconstruction of Kendra’s civilization for some time.

People pulling out various items from the buildings.

Iris capturing the moments on screen while following those people.

Black Magma Slime enthusiastically playing with a few children… or are the kids playing with it?

Anyway.

As I was observing the restoration of the Kendra world…

I caught sight of Pururu’s chat coming from the edge of my vision.

“The altar we demolished earlier? I didn’t see it properly, so I don’t know.”

It seemed they were talking about the altar originally in the temple.

What did it look like again?

I couldn’t remember well since I barely glanced at it.

“Iris, do you remember where we threw away the altar we demolished earlier?”

─[Memory.]

Iris answered shortly and then quickly moved to the pile of garbage, shining light on a broken item.

─[This one.]

“Hmm… it doesn’t look similar at all.”

As the assistants’ chats climbed, a man cautiously approached Iris and asked.

─“God. Is there any problem with that altar…?”

He was the one who had broken the altar earlier.

It seemed he was worrying that he might have made a mistake.

“No, there’s no problem. I was just checking because someone said it looked similar to the altar I installed.”

─“Ah… It does seem to have a similar overall shape. How interesting.”

“Do you know who made that altar?”

─“I’m sorry, but I don’t know that either. I only know it existed since we started worshipping the god.”

Was the similar appearance of the altar just a coincidence?

With curiosity in mind, I continued to ask questions.

What was the name of the god worshipped in the temple?

Since when had they worshiped that god?

To those questions, the man replied:

─“That temple was where we worshipped the one true god of our world. The name of the one true god is Giothani, and according to historical records, we have been worshipping Giothani as a god for 10,000 years.”

The man glanced at the broken altar and continued speaking.

─“And they recorded that if we offered tributes at that altar and asked for help, Giothani would bestow blessings upon us during times of danger or drought.”

“Can you specify what blessings he bestowed?”

─“Uh… I remember that he would send down God’s Messenger to solve the difficulties of the believers. He would defeat the enemies of the believers and bring rain during droughts… though all those records are merely fanciful stories.”

The man chuckled.

─“There are records indicating that at some point, no matter how many tributes we offered, the god’s grace stopped coming… but I consider that a false record as well. There was likely never such a thing as divine grace to begin with. If the god Giothani was truly real, he wouldn’t have turned a blind eye to our planet being on the brink of destruction. Of course, my faith in the Gauntlet remains unwavering. After all, I get to meet him in person, receive his grace, and even converse with him.”

“Ah, yes…”

─“Have you resolved all your curiosities?”

“I’ll just ask one more thing. Has Giothani ever introduced himself as an explorer or a supported one?”

─“…I don’t believe there are any records of that. After all, there has never been anyone who has directly conversed with Giothani. The records indicate that we offered tributes through the altar to ask for requests or communicated our wishes through God’s Messenger.”

“Then do you know what those God’s Messengers sent by Giothani looked like?”

─“Ah, there are abundant records about that. There should be pictures depicting the appearance of God’s Messenger. Would you like to see some?”

“Sure, I’d appreciate it. I’m curious about what these God’s Messengers looked like.”

─“Understood. I’ll go to the temple library, so please wait a moment.”

The man said that and hurriedly dashed into the temple.

Time passed a little.

From inside the temple, the man came out, shuffling his feet weakly.

He held a book in his hands.

─“I-I’m sorry. The library was severely damaged, and there’s only one drawing left…”

“There’s no need for apologies; just show me that drawing.”

The man opened the book and held it out toward Iris.

─“Oh. The part with the name is damaged too. I think it was called Psycho Clown.”

【Mysticism】─

I thought that was unlikely.

The possibility of Giothani, the god of Kendra, being the same explorer as me was almost zero.

But still, out of a sense of curiosity, I had to check…

“This must mean… it’s highly probable that Giothani was a supported explorer who had Trinity assistants,” I thought.

It was an astonishing fact.

Despite being amazing, it was rather pointless information.

─“God, should I dig through the library more? There might be more drawings I missed…”

“It’s alright. You can go back to whatever you were doing.”

As I said that, the man scratched his head, nodded politely, and joined the others.

Anyway.

It seems I had inadvertently taken over the world that an explorer had left behind long ago.

‘Ain’t life full of surprises.’

I thought while gazing at the landscape of Kendra.

Somehow, it felt like the weight of responsibility had increased on my shoulders.

If I, too, were to die like Giothani, Kendra would once again be left abandoned.

‘…Well, as long as I don’t die, right?’

Despite already having a load of responsibilities on my shoulders,

If I were to end my life, all the monsters I’ve trained would be left behind all alone.

So I made up my mind to act with even more caution regarding safety.

*

Day 67 in the labyrinth.

When I woke up and opened my eyes, I found an unfamiliar object nearby.

It was a white egg with black stripes.

Rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand, I blankly stared at the egg, and then quickly summoned all the monsters in the hideout.

“Hey guys, come here for a second.”

“Yay!”

［Yes, father.］

［What’s the matter?］

［Kyua!］

I took each of them in my sight.

And I figured out who was missing from this gathering.

“…Ah. Centauress is missing.”

It seemed that the owner of the egg that had appeared out of nowhere was Centauress.

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