MTL - The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing

Chapter 1 There are at least three grammatical errors in your greeting.

 The drizzle was tapping on the bars of the cell.

Ansu opened his eyes in a daze.

 He lowered his head and looked at the young man's face reflected in the puddle, and was stunned.

That's not his face.

 The young man's face is very delicate, he looks to be at least fourteen years old, his blue eyes reflect the cold light, and his skin is so pale that it is almost transparent.

Wearing luxurious aristocratic clothing, the robe and long gray hair are dragged on the soil, wrapping the bare feet.

The sickly aristocratic boy and the surrounding dark and humid environment are completely different styles of painting.

 For the first time, he questioned his faith.

 There seemed to be something trembling in my heart.

The second reason is that he was born into a noble family, and his personality was relatively self-sufficient. He had been lonely and weird since he was a child, and his best skill was running away from home.

Ansu was thinking, and he found that his thoughts were exceptionally clear at this time, and he was unusually calm.

 He seems to be reincarnated into a character who was sacrificed at the beginning.

 So they cannot refuse.

 The 3.0 Congratulations unlocked later adds more and more accurate anchors. You can summon evil gods with one click and sacrifice multiple sacrifices at once.

“.?” Luo Jia was confused, tilting her head, her silver hair hanging on one shoulder, “What?”

As we all know, the opening of a game always sets the stage for the protagonist’s appearance, and Anzu is unfortunately the stepping stone for the protagonist’s appearance.

 After all, in his sixteenth week, he chose the papal route of the Mother Goddess Religion and held countless sacrificial ceremonies.

 According to the process, children with dark talents or nuns from the Holy See are brought to the altar one after another. The bishop recites the blessing, establishes an anchor point, and calls the name of the mother goddess.

 “My name is Ansu, what’s yours?” Ansu asked politely.

How come this guy is more extreme than me when he makes sacrifices!

 In the sacrificial ceremony, the happier the Mother Goddess is, the greater the blessing will be.

  After all, this is the opening plot of the game, and by the time Ansu reached the seventh week of playing, the game had been updated to 3.0. Many patches had been added to the settings of the Goddess of Life Cult, and of course the congratulations had also been upgraded.

The young man smiled strangely. When he raised his eyes, there was no fear on his face. His eyes were full of calmness. This was not what a fourteen-year-old child should look like at all.

 The priest's body also began to change, and he screamed.

 “I invite you to have dinner with me!”

 “A gift from your devout believer Anzu Morningstad,”

 The priest finished reciting a section and was about to recite it again.

 It’s nothing more than a few words of crying.

 She didn’t know whether she was comforting Ansu or herself.

According to the original plot, the secret cultists sacrificed two people one after another, and Ansu burped on the spot and was taken away by the evil god.

 Literally sacrificed by the Tantrics.

Ansu nodded, showing a joyful smile like a harvest. He looked at Luojia who was stunned and speechless, and thought to himself,

“Sacrificing twenty-one esoteric cultists at once was a huge profit.”

Wearing a white washed nun's uniform, with her white hands holding her knees, she sat in the other corner of the room.

Hold the protagonist’s thigh.

 According to the setting, if the sacrifice leaves a last message, it will please the mistress more.

 Under the altar.

 “Luojia.”

Ansu recognized every material here, [Twisted Flesh], [Seminary of the Dead], and [Cradle of Bones]. Each of the materials could not be obtained through formal channels, and could not be bought with money.

 The first person to be sacrificed was Ansu. Luojia stood under the altar. She was so frightened by the white bones around her that her face turned pale and her lips trembled slightly. Despite this, she still did not give in. She stared at the esoteric cultists with cold eyes and bit her silver teeth gently. .

 What kind of operation is this?

　　It is simply the opposite of Tiangang.

‘Mother of Desire’ ‘Great Mistress of Life’ ‘Your followers call to you to offer you a dark child on the altar.’

Luojia said suddenly.

 At this time, Ansu spoke.

This little brat, you think you can summon the Mother Goddess just by saying the word once?

 Must be recited for at least four hours,

And the anchor was pronounced wrong.

 And only one sacrifice can be sacrificed at a time.

Summoning the evil **** and pronouncing the wrong anchor word will offend the evil **** and incur divine punishment.

 The above two characteristics constitute the main reason why Ansu was kidnapped by the esoteric cultists.

Although this speech can attract evil spirits, it is barely audible.

 “Who among us is the esoteric believer?” This was the high priest’s last thought, “You’re still a **** underage!”

Ansu stood in the center of the altar, probably unable to stand due to fear, and crawled on the ground, facing the twenty believers who were also crawling.

Luojia lowered his eyes, his silver-white eyelids seemed to be covered with a layer of rime, and the golden eyes under the rime reflected a cold light.

Luojia said, "What should I do?"

This time the Tantric cultists kidnapped two children.

From this point of view, if you first please the little saint, hug the protagonist's thigh tightly, and use your past life strategy experience to find a way to activate Luojia's saint physique, you can save a life.

The pale blue eyes were filled with tears.

“Also,” the boy added, “you can’t beat me in the future.”

 The conventional solution is to hug the protagonist’s thigh.

 Looking at the young man's scared look, Luo Jia's heart dropped to the bottom.

 But the next second, he couldn't laugh out loud.

Hold the protagonist’s thigh?

 Risk the possibility of being killed, be a stepping stone for the protagonists, lick them crazily, and get nothing in the end?

 He was staying up late eating, when suddenly his eyes darkened, and the world changed.

 They are all talents.

 “Luojia, listen.”

 But he is an evil player.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

According to Ansu’s memories from his previous life, he should be in the opening cg stage of the plot of “Naraku”.

A golden mask.

Ansu called her name and said solemnly, "I have a way to save our lives, and you are the most critical and important one in the plan."

 In this case, normal people know what to do.

The high priest noticed something was wrong. The young man's tone became increasingly weird, as if he was raising his voice, and his last words were even weirder.

 —It seems that I am about to send it at the beginning.

And because Ansu's death stimulated the heroine Luojia, the heroine awakened the potential of the saint due to the disaster and killed the esoteric cultists.

 “This is the hymn of the most sincere people, this is a feast for the spirit and soul,”

The more sad and desperate the last words are, the happier the mistress is.

At this moment, she finally understood what the so-called "don't report" meant.

  —This is the conventional and correct solution.

 Ansu never revealed his plan to Luojia from beginning to end. He just leaned against the wall and waited quietly.

 After all, one is the son of the curse and the other is the preparatory saint.

 Finally, who can sacrifice twenty-one people at once?

 It is the characteristic of the mystical cultists of the Mother Goddess of Life, which is the same as the setting in the game.

 Got bullied!

 This situation, in Ansu's previous life, was technically called a clown.

 “The Lord will bless us.”

 The vast amount of memories from the past life came flooding in.

Ansu looked into her eyes and spoke slowly,

“That is, swear to the goddess of contract that you will not report me after I leave.”

 The first one is him, and the second one is one of the female protagonists of this work, the future Saint of the Vatican, the pride of heaven who hates evil as much as she hates it - Luojia Fast.

 “Mother goddess of desire and the moon, great matron of fertility.”

"Naraku" is a game with a high degree of freedom, and the Mother Goddess of Life Cult is one of the eight secret sects that players can choose to join. They believe in the original mother goddess, the Mother Goddess of Life.

"Hey."

 It seems that the esoteric cultists attach great importance to this sacrifice, Ansu thought.

Children who run away from home are the most convenient for Tantric cultists to kidnap.

 The preparations for the Tantric ritual are completed.

 The mother goddess takes away the sacrifices and finally bestows blessings on believers.

 “Sure enough, there is this bug,”

 For example, the mistress of life needs to be changed to the mistress of birth.

 The next person to be sacrificed must be summoned again.

He is the most famous speedrunning anchor in the world, and he is currently participating in the speedrunning challenge of a Western fantasy game called "Naraku".

 He was reincarnated into the world of Naraku.

For the first time in more than thirty years of presiding over a sacrifice, was he sacrificed by his own sacrifice, or on the altar he had carefully arranged?

This is equivalent to a chef who has been working for thirty years, but when he was cooking today, the food was cooked in reverse, and he still used their cutting board!

 He was so angry that he almost laughed out loud.

He was dancing and playing music here by himself, calling the goddess ten or twenty times before she would reply with "Oh". This rich second-generation brat just shouted casually, and then the goddess came all the way?

 The area around the altar was full of twisted arms, blocks of flesh and blood growing wantonly, and piles of dead bones.

As the memories continued to merge, Ansu's face became increasingly difficult to look at.

The priest also widened his eyes.

First, Dangqi Guichang, who has good dark attributes and is rarely seen in a hundred years, but has low light attributes, has been known as the "cursed child" since birth. If his father's family was not enlightened, he would have been killed in a pig cage.

  No, it’s even weirder than the priest’s blessing.

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

He saw the bodies of the prostrate believers begin to twist and twitch, and the greasy fat began to swell like water. When it reached its limit, it exploded, and blood splashed on the stumps. Some of the blood also splashed on Ansu's sunny smile. .

 Sure enough

 As an experienced player, Ansu can find at least three grammatical errors in this congratulation.

Luojia stared so hard.

How could a simple child defeat the evil esoteric cultists?

 She wanted to save Ansu more than herself.

As the most experienced player, Ansu is very familiar with the various sacrificial rituals of the Life Mother Goddess Cult.

Ansu only believes in one point of view: it is better to seek help from others than to seek help from yourself!

The Mother Goddess of Life is an evil god. The evil **** doesn’t care who summons whom. Even if the person being sacrificed is his believer, he will still eat it.

Ansu said, smiling brightly and brightly, "This is a delicacy of blood and flesh!"

 There is nothing wrong with it.

 Wasting time on meaningless CGs that cannot be skipped is the most criticized thing by players, so the officials were criticized by players.

 The dim torch swayed her cheeks, and her shoulders trembled slightly, like a restless kitten.

 The runes of calling have been drawn with mercury and blood.

So, who else has a higher level of dark element in their body than a Tantric cultist?

No.

 The priest next to him has begun to recite the blessing, his voice is low and hoarse, like a roar of pain,

 “I dedicate to you the twenty-one dark heretics on the altar—”

 Great terror has come.

 Maybe it’s because his smile is so sunny.

A priest wearing a golden sun mask opened the cage, first took off the flail from Ansu's hand, and then pushed him out.

According to the rules of the Mother Goddess Religion, the blessed believer and the living sacrifice must stand on the altar at the same time, so theoretically, whoever completes the ritual first will be sacrificed first!

 She is only one year older than Ansu.

“Eternal motherhood above the spiritual world,”

Many years later, Luojia, who had become a saint in the Holy See, looked at her pope and would always recall this dark and humid autumn afternoon, and the innocent smile of the young man when he forced her to swear an oath to the goddess of contract - and feel sincere regret.

—

Time passed slowly, and the patter of autumn rain outside the window also stopped.

 The more detailed and clear the congratulations are, the better the Mother Goddess will hear the call.

There are twenty figures wearing golden masks crawling on the altar. They are the believers who have been blessed by the Mother Goddess this time.

Your last words were clearly pronounced as mine.

 This is his seventeenth game, and he is about to challenge the world's fastest clearance record. By the way, the current world record is Ansu's sixteenth game.

"You can't do this." He wailed in pain, "You can't"

 The Cursed Son with high dark attributes is one of the best sacrifices to the evil god.

Perhaps she noticed Ansu looking at her, so she raised her head, paused, then lowered her head and turned her face to the other side.

 It takes a lot of time to call repeatedly.

The half-grown boy on the altar stepped on the **** water with his bare feet, his blue eyes dim, like a timid deer.

 After walking out of the prison, he arrived at the altar.

 As long as it is the life of darkness or holy elements, He accepts it all and then gives the reward.

"You are a heretic in the secret sect. The more the heretic opposes me," Ansu looked at him and said seriously, "the more it means I am doing the right thing."

 The most critical and important thing?

Luojia raised his head and met Ansu's eyes.

 For some reason, she felt a sense of trust in the aristocratic young man in front of her.

 What can a pampered aristocratic child do?

 The priest nodded contemptuously.

 He stood up, walked to the next cell room, and looked at the girl in the next cell.

 He was engulfed in flesh and blood, his skin exploding and his entrails and bones rippled in the air.

They like to sacrifice their lives most. They win the joy of the Mother Goddess by sacrificing dark beings or believers of the righteous gods, and are eventually blessed.

 This is also part of the ceremony,

 Ansu felt severe pain in his head.

His name is Ansu Morningstad, and he is the heir to one of the richest families, the Morning Star Family. Although the family is extremely rich, Ansu is not destined to be the protagonist.

Ansu also looked at Luojia. He knew that the saint was only one step away from waking up.

 What the hell.

 The Mother Goddess of Life is the best to eat these two dishes. Children with high dark attributes and high holy light attributes taste salty and fat but not greasy.

He looked like a fourteen-year-old boy, his pupils were trembling constantly, and his voice was trembling, as if he was about to cry in the next second, and he said fearfully and childishly:

“Uncle, can I leave any last words?”

 He is handsome after all.

 She looked at Ansu on the stage again, with some expectation, although she knew it was just a fantasy.

No.

 —Evil players have plenty of ways to speed through.

 (End of this chapter)