I play a Evil God in Otome Game

Abigail entered the empty church, observing her surroundings with calm composure. As the daughter of the Prime Minister and Paladin Leader Simon, she had the privilege of entering churches whenever she pleased.

At this time, the priests and nuns were on their meal break. No one was present in the church. As Abigail walked through the vast building, she approached the sacred symbol resembling a raven's eye.

After hesitating for a moment, she took a deep breath to gather her will and determination. Then she spoke with a serious tone.

"Creator God, if you exist, hear my voice and listen to me," Abigail said gravely, then continued, "I am a Reincarnate. I know you reincarnated me. Answer me..."

"Please."

Abigail knelt to the ground and bowed in prostration. When no answer came after a minute, she rose with disappointment, turned her back, and prepared to leave.

"What do you want?"

"Huh?"

Abigail quickly turned around, looking around anxiously. She glanced at the sacred symbol, guessing the voice's source.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Upon the symbol rested Lucifer, in the form of a raven. Abigail's eyes widened, and she involuntarily held her breath.

"Are you... the Creator God?"

"I am indeed," Lucifer said calmly. Initially, he hadn't recognized the one praying, but upon seeing the girl, he realized who she was. This girl was the daughter of Simon and Bertha, whom Lucifer had encountered in the Holy Mary Kingdom.

He knew the girl was filled with Mana, but discovering she was a reincarnate was even more surprising. To be frank, Lucifer thought he was the only one from his world in this one.

However, after encountering individuals like Rick from the modern world, he still had doubts. But hearing Abigail's words confirmed it—humans from the modern world could reincarnate in Aure, just like Lucifer. Stay tuned with empire

"Why did you reincarnate me?" Abigail boldly asked, seeking answers. Understanding that the girl assumed he was the one who reincarnated her, Lucifer smiled internally.

This was better. Lucifer had no intention of revealing his true identity, not even to Morrigan. Thus, it was advantageous for Abigail to believe so. Lucifer decided to align with her and began speaking.

"Yes, I am the one who reincarnated you," Lucifer lied effortlessly. He then paused to observe Abigail's reaction. "Are you angry with me?"

Abigail stared at the ground for a moment, her face tightening. When she first discovered she was reincarnated, she had been terrified, and the fear of death in this world consumed her.

Though she initially distanced herself from Simon and Bertha, she began to warm up to them as her father tirelessly worked for their well-being and her mother cared for her and her sister despite the hardships.

At first, her goal had been to live comfortably. But now, she no longer thought that way. She could live like a princess under her father's name, but Abigail didn't want that. While she didn't aspire to be a hero like her father, she wanted to grow stronger and protect her family and sister.

With the knowledge from the otome game, Abigail believed she could save many people. It was a childish belief, but Abigail was determined.

Her face grew more serious than ever as she looked at the raven. "No, I'm not angry with you. But I'm not happy either."

Hearing Abigail's words, Lucifer paused briefly in surprise, then smiled. "So, what do you want?"

"Power."

"Do you wish to take on such great responsibility at such a young age?"

Lucifer's calm words made Abigail's face tighten. "I-I am 30 years old in spirit. Technically, I'm an adult."

"But to others, you're still a child," Lucifer replied calmly. Abigail, unable to argue, sighed and conceded.

"Fine. Then I'll leave."

"Wait," Lucifer commanded. Abigail raised her head in surprise, puzzled by his interruption. Lucifer continued, "If you are so eager, I can grant you a small favor."

"I'm listening," Abigail said hopefully. Lucifer smiled and did not disappoint her. "Your Mana makes you stronger than many adults. You are an intelligent woman. Yet your only flaw is your age."

Hearing his words, Abigail sighed. "But perhaps the Supreme God can do something?"

Seeing Abigail's hopeful face, Lucifer chose not to disappoint her and spoke calmly. "I'll give you six months. If you can defeat a Master Mage, I will have you admitted into the Mage Guild."

Abigail froze for a moment, then smiled as she recalled the Mage Guild. The guild was an organization with significant influence in assassination, magic studies, military support, and construction.

Abigail had occasionally heard from her father about the construction of a Mage Tower. For now, mages were functional in basic tasks, but in a year, they would fully operate.

Lucifer's words were clear to Abigail. If she became a Master Mage in six months, Lucifer would ensure her entry into the Mage Guild.

Satisfied, Abigail nodded and thanked him politely. Though her thanks were simpler than those of the devout, they sufficed for Lucifer.

"I also want compensation," Abigail said seriously. Lucifer raised an amused eyebrow. "What compensation?"

"When you reincarnated me, you didn't give me cheats or a wish like in other novels. So, I demand compensation."

Lucifer looked at Abigail's determined face. Though bold, the trembling of her hands betrayed her fear of his reaction. Lucifer didn't mind. A small blessing would suffice.

"Very well. I will bless you. Consider this my final favor."

Darkness rose from Abigail's feet, enveloping her body. The gentle embrace of the darkness settled into her, bringing a smile to her face.

"Wow! I feel so strong..." Abigail clenched her fists, delighted by the power coursing through her small hands.

"It seems even a mature woman can rejoice like a child," Lucifer teased. Abigail blushed, lowering her gaze in embarrassment, and said nothing more as she turned to leave. Of course, she offered a final bow in gratitude.

As Abigail's form disappeared, Lucifer's expression turned serious. Although he had promised Abigail, he had deliberately made her task difficult.

Child soldiers were not new to this world. Except for honorable figures like Duke Alfred, many dukes, counts, and even kings had armies filled with children too young to hold swords.

During King Wilhelm's reign, there were no child soldiers because the army was restricted. To be honest, Lucifer could have gathered an army of children if he wanted to.

But it went against his morals. Children were pure. Living a happy childhood was their natural right. Even someone as pragmatic as Lucifer viewed such actions as utterly vile.

"Anyway, I have other matters to attend to..."

With that, Lucifer's figure dissolved into the shadows and disappeared. The church grew silent once more, and a sense of peace returned...

******

"My Lady, there is a situation I need to report to you."

"What is it?" Morringan lifted her head, her gaze authoritative as she looked at Thomas. Adjusting his glasses, Thomas spoke calmly, "It appears that the Kingdom of Hormonia has decided to send significant aid to the Republic."

Despite Thomas's words, Morringan remained unaffected. "How significant are we talking about?"

"Enough to advance the Aurelions' military technology by two levels," Thomas reported calmly. Morringan frowned, intertwining her delicate fingers, which gave her a contemplative air.

"Then go and destroy the aid," Morringan said coldly. A cruel smile grew on Thomas's lips. It was no longer his usual polite smile but a vicious and bloodthirsty one.

Satisfied with Morringan's decision, Thomas smiled. "My Lady, I request that you leave this matter to me. I will destroy them."

Hearing Thomas's request, Morringan waved her hand dismissively. "Very well, I'll trust you. Eliminate it as soon as possible. Do not reveal your identity."

Thomas nodded and said no more. Once his figure vanished, Morringan's office fell silent again. Just as she was about to return to her paperwork, Rachel burst into the room, and Morringan lifted her head.

"Morringan, did you hear what those scoundrels did?!" Rachel said heatedly, her voice full of anger. When Morringan shook her head, Rachel smiled. "Let's crush those bastards and teach them a lesson."

"For a foreign minister, you're quite aggressive," Morringan smirked. Rachel joined her with a smile. "No, no. I'm just frustrated. We've been too soft on those idiots."

"We have," Morringan agreed with Rachel's words. "Once we've dealt with the Aurelions, we'll handle them too. For now, all we need is time."

The two women fell silent for a while. Narrowing her eyes, Morringan looked at Rachel. "Why did you come to speak with me? Is something important happening?"

Hearing Morringan, Rachel paused for a moment, then sighed and looked at her seriously. "My father is offering us an alliance. If we join, they've promised to provide us with state-of-the-art war machines. They're also offering some ancient ice magic along with it."

Hearing Rachel, Morringan stood still in thought. She knew about ancient ice magic, which originated from the ancient Wargan shamans.

Though no longer as common, Rachel's father, Rahul, possessed it. Morringan sighed and wanted to hear Rachel's thoughts.

"What's your opinion? Should we accept the alliance?"

Rachel fell into thought for a moment before replying, "Unfortunately, no. We shouldn't."

Morringan looked surprised for a moment, then fixed her gaze on Rachel. "Wouldn't forming an alliance with your country be beneficial for it?"

Rachel smiled bitterly. "Remember, I am also a citizen of this country. My priorities are here. While Wargan is technically my homeland, my allegiance lies with you and this nation."

For a moment, Morringan paused, moved by her words. She looked at Rachel with gratitude. "Very well, then we won't join the alliance. However, inform them that our views might change within a year."

The Wargans' willingness to part with ancient ice magic piqued Morringan's cunning nature. She had heard rumors that the Wargans were faring worse in the war than expected.

Still, Morringan was confident they could hold out for at least another year. Then, she would approach them with aid and take not just some ancient ice magic but all of it.

Morringan smiled. Then she gave a final order. "Send a notice to the Kingdom of Hormonia. If they attempt to secretly send aid again, let them know we will respond harshly."

Rachel said nothing more. She nodded and left. Once alone in her office again, Morringan turned back to her paperwork.

When she noticed that a minor regional governor and a small government official shared the same surname, she frowned.

"Those fools haven't given up yet, it seems…"

Morringan then issued an Imperial order for their arrest and investigation as time swiftly passed…