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“Where would you find anyone else crazy enough to put a threat into their speech like you just did?” Anise angrily demanded.
“When did I threaten anyone?” Eugene protested.
Anise had scolded Eugene immediately after they had left the rooftop, but Eugene felt genuinely wronged. He would have humbly accepted the scolding if Anise had pointed out a problem with the actual contents of his speech, but Eugene didn’t believe that there had been any threat in his words.
Anise frowned, “You told them that if they didn’t want to take up the sword, they needed to pray for your victory. What was that if not a threat?”
“You only heard that as a threat because you’re way too negative,” Eugene accused. “I didn’t have the slightest intention of threatening them. And what’s so wrong about asking them to pray for my victory?”
“Your attitude was so rude,” Sienna reproached as she clicked her tongue and shook her head. She had been listening quietly from the side. “What’s with telling them to ‘pray that I will be victorious’? You should have at least added a ‘please’ before that.”
Eugene sniffed, “What would be the difference?”
“It’s not just a difference of a single word. It’s a sign of your sincerity. In fact, even if you had to get on your knees and beg, it still wouldn’t have been enough,” Sienna claimed.
Eugene protested, “What have I done that’s so wrong or offensive that I need to kneel and beg, huh? Do you really want me to kneel in front of so many of my believers, start crying big fat tears, and shout, ‘Please! Please pray for me!’”
“I wasn’t trying to go that far, but after hearing you describe it like that, I kind of want to see you acting like that at least once before I die,” Sienna confessed.
“That will definitely never happen,” Eugene promised as he untied the red cape hanging off his shoulders. “Divinity isn’t something that you can grow by begging for it. As you naturally accomplish various feats, myths, legends, and other such things… just hearing about them will naturally inspire your believers into thinking about you, and the feelings that they associate with you will immediately feed into your divinity—”
“Even if that’s the case, you still directly told them to pray for your victory, didn’t you?” Sienna pointed out.
Eugene impatiently retorted,...
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