Chapter 1: The Most Evil Spirit in History

"We're the savior who ended the War of the Races~, you know. If you don't believe it, just ask anyone who ended that war."

If one ignored the methods and looked only at the final result, the boy who was indeed an outstanding savior laughed wildly.

"What kind of savior clings relentlessly to the weaknesses in the personalities and daily lives of enemies, neutrals, and even lovers?"

Raphael, who had nearly been scared out of her wits by a certain prohibition, puffed out her cheeks. She gave a soft huff, and even her muttering sounded uniquely adorable.

Perhaps birds of a feather flocked together. Raphael, who was also a troublemaker, always felt a strange pull from Li Zihan that made her want to approach him and respond to him.

Raphael did not hate this god who had slain her former ruler. She could even be said to like him very much. He had fulfilled her ruler's lifelong wish and shown her legendary tales that even epics could not record, filling her with longing.

"If a savior isn't ruthless, violent, and cunning enough, how could he possibly bring down evil forces far stronger than himself? And how could he establish a brand-new order amid chaos?"

The boy, who was clearly a very unconventional savior, shrugged as he spoke.

"Anyway, whatever my lord says is right."

Miss Raphael snorted, expressing her displeasure in this manner.

She did not know when she had learned to express her little emotions this way.

"All right, once I help a certain pig-raising girl deal with a few things and have a chat about life with my old friend Goetia, I'll come back. Then I'll take you to another world to hunt."

The Sole God, who did not mind spending some time with his lover, chuckled.

"Then