## Chapter 1660 – Chronicles of the Sword-Wielding Prodigy – Celestial Demon Constellation

After whispering, I opened my mouth.

“Your… mom?”

The angel muttered in a bewildered expression. Clearly, he was shocked by the sudden mother insult. An angel like him probably had never been subjected to such an insult before. Naturally, he would have no immunity.

—Flash.

His eyes widened.

“Keuh… Keuheuh… Ah. Yes. Your mom.”

Now, will he unleash a fiery rage and start slashing with his sword?

“Hehehe.”

Imagining it makes me happy!

Of course, that’s what I want. If he does, I’ll fold his waist in half, then shatter that precious sword of his right in front of his eyes, and chew it up, piece by piece.

These bastards cherish their weapons, so it would be quite a shock. Then, if I beat him to a pulp, I can knock some sense into him.

Even that crazy clown was utterly defeated and wailed. What could an angel like this possibly do?

“That is strange.”
“Hmm?”

But.

“That can’t be.”

The angel’s reaction was strangely calm.

What?

“What are you talking about?”
“What am I talking about? That’s what I should be saying. There’s no way *He* would have given you power.”
“Hmm?”
“Above all, I don’t sense His aura from you.”

An endlessly serious face.

“Wait a minute.”

Who is this bastard?

Could it be that he misunderstood my saying “your mom” not as an insult, but as a literal answer that his creator gave me power?

Ha!

“This is a first!”

To live and see such a reaction to a mother insult! It’s so new that it’s astonishing! Doesn’t this make me look like a bastard who insulted a pure, innocent lamb who doesn’t even know what a mother insult is?

How dare this bastard make me look like a bastard!

This is an intolerable outrage! Kids these days have no manners! Back in my day, when you got a mother insult, you’d go full rage and attack!

“What’s a first? Answer me. I don’t know why you lied, but if *He* had given you such suspicious power, there’s no way I wouldn’t know.”
“Kkieeek…!”
“What?”
“Hah, never mind.”

This bastard doesn’t seem to have any knowledge of mother insults at all. Then, no matter how much I curse, it won’t do any good.

“Hey. Are you saying I lied?”
“Isn’t that the case? There’s no way *He* would have given you such absurd power. Above all, if it were His power, I would have known.”
“Bullshit. You don’t trust your mom?”
“What?”
“It’s such an important matter that He must have given it to you without you knowing… I’m telling you this especially because it’s you. So, keep it to yourself.”

I lied shamelessly without batting an eye. I don’t know for sure, but this bastard definitely seems like a pushover. Then, I can subtly provoke him with words and dig up information.

“No, no way! That can’t be!”

See?

I threw him a bone, and he’s reacting so emotionally.

“Why can’t it be? I’m telling the truth!”
“Because it’s a strange thing to say! And if that statement is true!”
“What are you going to do?”
“I can’t forgive it!”

Huh?

“Why?”

Could it be jealousy? Thinking, “How could *He* give him this power behind my back!” If so, that’s good. I can use that inferiority complex to my advantage.

“Because He entrusted me to keep it a secret and bestowed power upon me, but foolishly, you revealed the secret to me!”
“Wow.”

Look at this bastard’s loyalty.

He’s saying that I revealed that secret matter to him.

“If you’ve broken the contract with Him, you are my enemy!”

—Fwoosh!

He started emitting energy as if he were about to swing his sword at any moment. He’s simple after all. That makes him easy to deceive.

“Hehehe, angel. You’re still too naive.”
“What did you say!”
“Do you think He would want this?”
“That is…!”

He’s flustered.

“Don’t talk as if you know Him so well!”

This is jealousy.

“Oh. Sorry. Actually, I don’t know Him that well. I received the power after making a contract.”
“That doesn’t make sense! I checked, and the status window can’t be accessed! Why would He give you such an absurd power in that way!”
“That’s because… angel.”

A technique to bluff as if I know something.

“Haven’t you ever thought about this?”
“About what?”
“Why the gods give things like status windows… have you ever thought about that?”

As I said that, I sent him an endlessly serious gaze.

“…That is.”

As if he had to match this “serious atmosphere,” the angel briefly composed himself and answered seriously to match me.

“It’s simple. Humans tend to cling to what is directly visible in front of them. Therefore, if we bestow a status window and grant power in real-time according to their achievements, showing them how they grow, all humans will be motivated. That’s the meaning of the status window.”

Oh.

“They created that rule and have maintained and upheld it until now. But you are an exception. There has never been a case like this before.”
“Right? I know. I know this is an exceptional case.”
“So tell me!”
“Hehehe, what did you hear? I said it was confidential.”
“That!”
“Anyway. Angel.”

Should I throw out what I guessed here?

“In other words, humans with status windows are taking on the task of defeating the monsters summoned to the tower, but ultimately, greater power is needed to defeat more monsters, right?”
“That’s right. Defeating the monsters summoned to the tower is a very important task.”

See?

He took the bait.

After all, these bastards didn’t just create status windows to mock humans for mere amusement. They have a clear goal. And that goal is related to the monsters coming out of that tower.

“Why do you think that’s important?”
“That is… I don’t know. It’s not something I should be thinking about. It’s their judgment.”
“Well, never mind. That’s what it is, after all.”
“Nothing has been resolved!”
“Don’t get excited. Anyway, there’s no problem, that’s what I’m saying.”

It seems he doesn’t know properly.

“This is power given by your mom. And very secretly. Power given in a way that even you don’t know. Maharn also contacted me?”
“What?! Maharn…!”
“Don’t worry. I didn’t tell him anything.”
“…I see.”

Good.

“No, so! What’s the reason you revealed that secret to me! He must have promised you to keep it a secret!”
“You’d be lonely if you didn’t know.”
“What?!”
“We’re going to see each other often, so it’d be a bit much to have such a secret. Anyway, this is just between us… If something happens to me, you don’t know anything about this. Got it?”

Lies, curses, and falsehoods are just flowing out of my mouth like a motor is attached to it. From the start, this bastard is such a pushover that he believes everything I say, so I can’t help but be overflowing with motivation.

“If you say so much… I understand.”

His face has completely lost its wariness.

But at that moment.

“Huh? No, wait a minute.”
“Why?”
“There’s something strange.”
“What’s strange?”
“I understand everything you’ve said. Then why did He…”

Hmm?

“Order me on this mission?”
“What mission?”
“He ordered me to find out about you. He should know everything, so there’s no reason to hide the truth from me and give me an order…”

I don’t know either.
This is all a made-up story.

“Why would He? If you have a brain, think about it a little. Haven’t you heard the saying to live while thinking?”
“How could you know that!”

Is it true?

“Of course, I can know everything… I’m someone who received this power from your mom. Just by looking at you, it seems like you hear those words from Him often.”
“Keuek!”

After stabbing him with a few words, he’s even showing a decomposing appearance. Isn’t this getting too friendly?

Anyway, he’s a truly brain-dead angel. This bastard seems to be a failure. Even if I created a black soldier, I’d make it better than this.

“Still… The Him I saw. He seemed like a very cool and great person.”
“Th, that’s right! He is great!”

After giving him some appropriate oil, the Sword Angel immediately recovers.

Listening to this story, it seems that the evil gods in this world have their own egos, consciousness, and personalities to some extent.

Perhaps they are similar beings to the Outer Gods like Verde. Maybe they are the same species, or maybe they are beings with roughly similar characteristics.

Anyway, this Sword Angel seems to be a bluebird. He suddenly appeared and gave me honey information. And I am Kim Kat, a man who uses violence unconditionally when he meets a bluebird.

“Anyway, do you roughly understand the situation?”
“R, roughly, I understand.”
“Then I need to receive some apologies? I’m quite pissed off.”
“What…?”
“You, you bastard! You pointed a sword at me as soon as you saw me! How dare a bastard point a sword at me! That’s the thing I hate the most!”
“Wh, what?! W, wait a momeeeent?!”

—Flash!

I immediately jumped and grabbed the bastard from behind, then put him in a rear-naked choke.

“Muscle Prison!”

The ultimate binding technique that strongly holds and suppresses him with my muscles, preventing him from moving!

“Keuk, keuheok…! Grrr!”

The Sword Angel, with his neck held, tapped my arm and made a painful sound.

“S, sorry! I’m sorry…! Gehk! S, so please stop this…!”
“I received a big wound! I thought I could get along with you well from the start! But you pointed a sword at me as soon as you saw me!”
“Th, that’s why I’m saying sorry… Keureuk, keuheuheuk…! Stop itaaat…!”

—Tap tap tap tap.

His hand becomes more urgent.

“Keueuek…! Keureuk, keuheuheuk…!”

After skillfully wielding words, I establish the hierarchy with violence. With this sudden change in situation and incomprehensible situations, people can’t come to their senses. Psychological gaps are created.

And this Celestial Demon Kim Kat can easily exploit those gaps.

“Keureureuk… Keureuk, keuheuek…!”
“Apologize! And let’s get along well in the future!”

But this bastard is strangely like Mariel.

I can’t stop the abuse, rehu.

“Gehk… A, I understand… I understandaaat…! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, soaaat… Geheueuk!”
“Good! I’ll release you!”

—Hwaak.

As soon as I released him, he coughed up.

“Kehk! Kehkkehk! Cough! Coughcough!”
“Are you okay?”
“Y, you’re being too much…”
“What? Weren’t you about to apologize to me?”
“I, I will! I will apologize! It was my fault for suddenly pointing a sword at you first!”
“Kilkilkik. Okay. That’s all I needed to know.”

—Cheoeok.

That’s how I reached out my hand.

—Kkwak.

He grabbed my hand.

I’ll make him a spy as he is. Who knows? Maybe I can find out a direct tunnel to where this bastard’s god is?