The Sixth Evil Says, No Lust!

“I have repented.”

There was something like the Heaven’s Light that morning, in a shady church. Father John made a prayer as usual, repenting what he did yesterday and every day: peeking at a woman’s butt.

His repentance didn’t look sincere, but a great adult could acknowledge when they made a mistake. So, at the very least, Father John was a great adult.

He kneeled and clasped his hands in front of a statue of a holy woman. He also wore the typical clothes of a priest─a full collared shirt. But all of those didn’t look convincing when he dozed off due to lack of sleep because of watching highlighted breasts on Bwitch. And he recalled those when he prayed.

“The Sixth Evil, the fraud Seop Jiho, aka Father John. Am I right?” grinning, Cho-hee stood at the church door while she held a longsword and brushed her hair.

“Evil?” Father John opened his eyes, which he rarely opened for the sake of role-playing as a suspicious character. “Woman, did I do something wrong? Do you think every man is wicked inside? There is no way, as long as we walk on the path of reconciliation with God, a man’s wicked heart would be washed away.”

“So you DO have a wicked heart, Father John,” Cho-hee chuckled.

Father John sighed. He seemed pondering whether women couldn’t listen, or his assumptions of women were all wrong. Therefore, he stood up and turned around to give the bitch behind him a sermon.

“Who are you? The Sixth Evil? You make no sense, woman,” Father John said.

Cho-hee curled up her lips and closed her eyes─she was pissed off. “Woman, woman. Do you have something against women, Father John? I’m Baek Cho-hee, the RIOD guild’s vice guildmaster.”

“Aha,” Father John closed his eyes again, “the Twin Blades Holder. But you haven’t answered my question, woman. I might have a wicked heart, but did I do something evil? I never killed a person, nor humiliated anybody. I simply ask. And state facts, don’t I?”

“I too, simply asked, do you have something against women, Father John?” As Cho-hee unsheathed her sword, she dropped the scabbard and created a purple longsword on her other hand from thin air. “[Shadow Blade],” she muttered.

“Father John, aren’t you leading a cult? That itself is an evil act, a sin. You lie and betray your religion. Your cult is all about money and sex, isn’t it?”

Father John shook his head. “I never touched a woman─don’t pity me─and don’t you think religion is all about encouraging people to say and do something respectable? It's all about love. God might listen to our harem desires, but God had given us our damn brains and taught us some principles through His prophet. That's enough.

So does this church look like a cult to you, woman? I do say that I’m a prophet, but I don’t lead people to do something fishy. You can watch our activities on our MeTube channel!”

“4000 1234 5678 xxxx, 12/20, 123,” Cho-hee said.

“What did you say?” Father John asked while he turned his head to his shoulder.

“My credit card number, its expiration date, and its CVC code.”

Father John took out a pen and a piece of paper from his pocket. Then he said, “Can you repeat that?”

Cho-hee looked annoyed again─she just smiled and closed her eyes. “Father John. Die.”

“[Shadow Steps]!” as Cho-hee said that, she vanished from Father John’s sight. And in a matter of seconds, she appeared and pierced his heart with her blades─she made an “X” with her blades, it was so cool. “Sorry, Father John. In the future, you will kill hundreds of innocent people, my family too. So you have to die today.”

“I haven’t done anything like that, and the future can be changed, isn’t it? Therefore, this isn’t valid,” Father John calmly reacted. After he said that, Cho-hee’s blades moved out and only touched his chest all of a sudden, as if her blades never pierced his heart.

Cho-hee jolted and jumped backward. “Haha, what did you do, Father John?”

“A miracle.”

She chuckled, “What a bullshit.”

“Woman, what kind of smartass reveals his secrets? No one, right?”

Cho-hee, very quickly, was pushed backward by something unknown so far that she had no time to react. She could only be shocked, and she coughed up blood after she hit the church hall so hard.

“A sinner should be punished, am I right? Strip.” As soon as Father John said that, Cho-hee’s clothes were torn apart by something unknown again. She got humiliated and hurt physically just by whatever Father John did.

“Haha… Rachel, why did you let me go if he has a power like this? Did you not see this with your [Precognition] skill?” Cho-hee said to herself.

“There are CCTVs in this church. Therefore, it’s clear that you attacked me for no reason, and with your [Shadow Steps] or quick movements, I guess, you threw your body and stripped by yourself. What a pervert. Don’t you think it’s embarrassing if the videos spread on the Internet?”

Cho-hee gritted her teeth, “My family’s life is on the line. Do you think your blackmail can stop me? Ugh, but why can’t I stand? Is your power controlling someone by bullshitting??”

“Woman. Take your time to repent. I will report you to the Korean Hunter Association due to an awakener’s violence toward an ordinary person. Me.” Without opening his eyes, Father John calmly turned around and kneeled.

He repented again. But with a smile after he saw something smooth and a brown flower pattern bra.

***

What do I do now?

With his original form, Sonmon leaned his back on a pillow while he opened MeTube. Dona-ssi hasn’t created her dungeon stream channel at this time.

There is no need to hurry to be stronger. I’m a no-life, after all, man!

And it’s super easy to be stronger, anyway!

While Sonmon scrolled his MeTube homepage, he saw a video about a perverted woman who tried to violate Father John. The video’s title was, “OMG, this woman couldn’t hold it! Daddy John is too HOT!”

Ah, right. There was this video about the Sixth Evil, although he isn’t known by his title yet. But that’s not my business.

Sonmon yawned. I’m bored, man! The life of a no-life is tough, you know!

“Oppa, are you at home?”

Oh, damn. It’s that bitch! I have to transform! Hence, Sonmon grew his muscle and bloated his body before he mimicked Jung-won’s body. Then he stood up and opened his Goshiwon door.

Surprisingly, Minji smiled when she saw Jung-won’s face. “Do you want to eat lunch together, Oppa?”

She said, buy me a lunch, loser!

“A-ah, I’m sorry, Minji-ssi,” Sonmon scratched his head, ”I didn’t have money after I bought that weapon.” He pointed to a spear that stood beside his bed.

“Spear?” Minji looked confused. “Do you have a skill tree related to spearmanship, Oppa?” cutely, she touched her lips and asked.

She said, what a dumb loser, you should sell that and buy cute me lunch!

What a manipulative bitch, man!

“Well, obviously a spear is longer than a sword. And I actually also bought a gun, so that’s just a feint,” Sonmon replied while he tried to be a sarcastic bastard like Jung-won, although he might not sound like Jung-won at all.

“Hmm… okay,” Minji said, “And it’s on me. It’s my gratitude because you treated me well yesterday, Oppa,” after she said that, Minji turned around and held Sonmon’s hand.

She curled up her lips, led the way, and said, “Let’s go, Oppa.”