[I… went bankrupt…]

‘What do you mean you went bankrupt?’

[I… went b-bankrupt so… I have nothing… and that’s why I keep… crying… That’s what happened. It’s not what you think. I haven’t fallen… Heuuuk! So please don’t proceed with your plan.]

I wasn’t sure if this could be considered useful information, but I was kind of happy because my assumption was somewhat correct.

A demon’s performance was evaluated based on their contracts, while gods and goddesses would be evaluated based on the people’s faith in them. What she meant when she said that she went bankrupt wasn’t in the monetary sense. It was more like she lost a ton of holy power.

[That’s right.]

‘How could you lose all of your holy power? I don’t understand. Did you splurge or something?’

[What? Y-You bastard! You scummy bastard! How could you say something like that?]

‘...’

[No, no. I shouldn't act like this… I’m sorry. I’m really sorry… Father Lee Ki-Young, you know you’re my favorite devotee, right? I haven’t fallen, so please don’t proceed with your plan.]

‘...’

The way she got angry and comforted me right away made me feel like I was dealing with a bipolar psycho, and I could definitely...