The Possessor Mistook the Genre for 20 Years

100 – The New Status Window.

Franz waved his hand in a familiar motion. Usually, when he did this, the status window would disappear, so he naturally thought it would do the same this time.

But the status window remained in the air, as if to show off. To be precise, the existing status window disappeared, and a new one appeared.

‘Huh…?’

Franz couldn’t help but be flustered. If there had been any warning, it would have been different, but there wasn’t.

Well, if the status window had given a warning, that would have been scary in its own way.

Anyway, since the status window appeared, he had no choice but to pay attention to it. The fact that it even mobilized the status window meant it was no ordinary matter.

『Another threat is approaching the world!

Complete the legendary weapon to confront the demon god!

《 Weapon of the World Tree 1/1 》

《 Sealed Spearhead 1/1 》

《 Sealed Sword Blade 0/1 》

…omitted…

《 Sealed Arrowhead 0/1 》

《 ??? 0/1 》

Completion Reward: ■■ ■■■■ ■■

Failure will result in the world’s destruction!』

When he read the first line, he sighed, and when he read the second line, he wanted to get rid of the status window.

‘Why is the world so strict with me?’

When the demon king appeared, he risked his life to subdue him.

When the villainess threatened to destroy the world, he twisted his whole body to save it.

But now, they want him to confront the demon god?

Isn’t it too much to ask from a mere creature, not even a god?

‘What are the goddess and the World Tree even doing in the first place?’

A fight should be between equals, but with other gods standing firm, what reason did he have to step forward?

Sigh-.

Franz’s frustration escaped as a sigh. Even if he wanted to vent to someone, there was no one suitable, making it all the more stifling.

But to make matters worse, the problem didn’t end there.

He understood the part about creating the legendary weapon. After all, he was already gathering materials at the goddess’s request, so it shouldn’t be too difficult.

But the last item, there was something he couldn’t figure out no matter what.

‘What on earth is this question mark….’

If this were the 21st century, it wouldn’t be much of a problem. They could quickly find a game item with collective intelligence. It would even become a challenge that gamers would take on with enthusiasm.

But where was he now? In an old era where the common means of communication was letters and transportation was by carriage. They could try to use collective intelligence, but it wouldn’t be much help.

‘How can I find it if they don’t tell me anything?’

It was an utterly unreasonable condition, but failure would mean the end of the world. Whoever created this status window was undoubtedly a truly wicked person.

But the most terrible thing about this damned status window was,

‘There’s no such thing as a veto.’

No matter how vicious the conditions, no matter how terrible the consequences, he had to accept them unconditionally.

He had to complete the quest by force, and if he didn’t clear it within the time limit, it was game over?

If they released a game like this, players would surely riot.

And this was reality, not something he could take lightly like a game.

Sigh-.

No matter how much he thought about it, the future seemed bleak, and another sigh escaped Franz’s lips.

There was something written in the completion reward, but it was obscured, so he had no motivation.

‘Let’s just sleep….’

Franz waved his hand in the air to dismiss the status window. Then he went straight to his room and jumped into bed.

As mentioned before, no matter what, he had no choice but to accept reality. So what was the point of complaining? It would only make him more upset.

He would think about it step by step when he woke up tomorrow.

* * * * *

The next morning, Franz woke up in bed as usual and stared blankly at the ceiling.

When he waved his hand in the air, a translucent hologram-like status window appeared. It was the familiar status window that recorded the percentage of the hero party.

‘Please, let it be a dream.’

Franz hoped as he waved his hand in the air again, but what he faced was the status window with the terrible content. It seemed that what he saw yesterday was not a dream but the truth.

“Shibal….”

The curse that slipped out when I first faced the status window came out of my mouth again. I try not to curse if possible, but this was a situation where I couldn’t help but curse.

After finishing my preparations and stepping out into the tower master’s room, Arian greeted me as usual.

“Good morning, Tower Master.”

“Yes, good morning.”

Is it really a good morning?

That question arose, but I didn’t bother to voice it.

After all, it was just a customary greeting.

As I started drinking the tea Arian had prepared, she glanced at me and spoke.

“Tower Master, is something wrong?”

“Why?”

“You don’t look very well.”

I tried not to show it, but it seems I failed.

Well, it would be stranger if it didn’t show.

Franz, who was organizing his thoughts while sipping tea, put down the teacup and spoke.

“Arian, what would you do if you suddenly had to fight a demon god?”

“A demon god…?”

“Yes, just curious.”

“I don’t think there’s any hope. After all, they are gods.”

Arian answered without a moment’s hesitation, as if it were obvious. Not just her, but most people would think the same.

And Franz was no different. Even though he was the tower master, he was still human. The problem was that, in his case, it wasn’t just a hypothetical situation.

But it wasn’t entirely hopeless.

‘The World Tree was manageable….’

Even if people say the goddess parasitizes plants, the World Tree is still a god.

It’s hard to think that a demon god is weaker than the World Tree, but if I equip legendary weapons, I might be strong enough.

Maybe I could really fight against it. The status window wouldn’t give me a quest for something impossible.

‘Don’t give up.’

Even if the world collapses, there’s always a way out. Surely, there will be a way out of this situation too.

With that positive thought, Franz gulped down the lukewarm tea and stood up.

“Arian, I’ll be out for a while today.”

“Today again? Where are you going?”

“I have some business to attend to in the west.”

“The west… Do you mean the Duchy of Astria?”

The Duchy of Astria is located in the western part of the empire. While it is indeed in the west, it was not where Franz was headed.

Shaking his head, Franz replied.

“The Kingdom of Raham.”

“The Kingdom of Raham… Wait, what?”

“Not the western part of the empire, but the western part of the continent.”

The Kingdom of Raham is a large country located in the west of the continent.

It was only natural for Arian to be surprised when Franz suddenly announced he was leaving the empire for another country.

Gulp.

Arian quickly drank her tea, as if to calm her surprised heart. Then, in a slightly sassy voice, she asked.

“You’re going for work, right?”

“Huh? Of course.”

“You’re not hiding another woman or anything, right?”

If that were the case, she might have felt a bit more at ease.

Franz swallowed those words and said.

“Of course not. What do you take me for?”

“Who knows? Anyway, if that’s the case, then fine. Have a safe trip.”

Franz felt a strange dissatisfaction with Arian’s reaction, but he brushed it off as just his imagination.

Afterwards, Franz left the tower with Arian seeing him off.

He used teleportation and arrived not in the Kingdom of Raham in the west of the continent, but in front of the Saint Serpia Cathedral.

Before searching for the sealed weapon, there was something he wanted to ask Justia.

‘There are still so many people today.’

As expected of the continent’s largest religion. There were quite a lot of people inside and outside the cathedral. Franz, who disliked crowded places, wanted to avoid it if possible.

Overcoming his discomfort, he somehow made his way inside, where he saw Justia working as usual.

She was quietly reading a passage from the Bible to the believers with her eyes closed, looking every bit the pure and devoted saint.

Thinking about how she had been talking about making babies not long ago made him chuckle.

Of course, the believers knew nothing about it, and they probably never would.

How long will this task take?

It was when Franz was looking at the clock and thinking that.

[Oh my, what brings you to the cathedral?]

The voice felt like it went straight to his head without passing through his ears.

Franz tried to recall the familiar voice, and it didn’t take long for him to realize who it belonged to.

‘Goddess…?’

[Wow, you remembered. I’m a bit happy.]

It wasn’t too difficult to recall since it wasn’t a very old memory.

But apart from that, there was a question.

‘Is it okay to hear the voice…?’

If a man can hear the voice of the goddess, that means he’s a saint.