Faith Life of a Former Scammer

051. character creation

Before starting the plan, the most important thing remained.

Dark Lion Customization.

I had to make a new person.

‘Bixby! Raise the bridge of your nose just a little bit.’

[Yes. I’ll adjust right away!]

At first, I was thinking of making it slightly different from the original face.

‘I’m sorry about your height too?’

[The larger the range of change, the more anger goes into it.]

‘… … Hey, I’m still growing up. so no? There are five purifications of anger?’

[Yes, it works! Full of anger!]

It was strangely fun to make this. Of course, it wasn’t just for fun.

‘I’m sure I’ll be able to capture the character and proceed.’

unique atmosphere of the individual.

Where will this come from?

behavior? How? habit?

It wasn’t all.

‘The way you look and the clothes you wear. The atmosphere comes from here.’

So cheaters take care of their appearance and wear expensive clothes.

Behavior, tone, habit. These incidentals were the next thing to consider.

‘It’s not particularly difficult for me either.’

They weren’t a problem for Leon. Any face had the ability to create that atmosphere.

‘Will this take too long? Hey Siri, touch my face with Bixby.’

[Which face do you want?]

‘First of all, try to make a gorgeous handsome man.’

[Yes. let’s begin. Bixby trainee. Start right away with a sense of notice!]

[Hee, hee! Yes!]

Certainly leaving it alone made things go faster. Soon after, a handsome face was created.

[The face you ordered has been completed.]

‘great. Try adding a bit of a cold, sharp feeling here.’

At Leon’s instruction, the jawline changed.

He only had a sharp jawline that seemed like a cut, but he gave off a cold atmosphere.

‘Here, try putting in a bit of arrogance.’

Leon’s order continued.

‘right! There is no need for any warm-looking elements. Take it out!’

‘feeling a little bit bad? There is such a thing as fatal. Try putting it in.’

‘You can’t change the color of your eyes or hair, right? Ah, this is a pity.’

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Customization, which seemed like it would never end, was finally over.

‘Hey, is it perfect?’

[Master, this is a masterpiece!]

Bixby’s words weren’t just flattery or exaggeration.

The Man in the Mirror deserves to be called a masterpiece.

Perfect height and proportions.

Dangerous yet lethal atmosphere.

A face that seems to have been carved out of ice.

Rion’s own antagonist.

‘If it’s Dark Lion, this should be enough.’

finally gave it a name.

‘This guy’s name is… … Let’s use Oren.’

Lion of Light and Oren of Darkness.

The sketch is complete.

* * *

Now that I have given him a name and face, it’s time to put a story on him. Leon went to visit the grandmother.

“You came earlier than expected.”

“Were you waiting?”

“yes. I was curious about what kind of look Leone would have chosen.”

Leone smiled and called Bixby.

‘Bixby.’

[Yep! I will change it right away!]

awesome Wood Deuk.

With the sound of bones and muscles twisting, Leone transformed into Oren.

“how about it?”

It wasn’t just the appearance that changed.

Even the voice has changed completely.

“Did you choose the flashy side?”

She saw right through why Leone chose to look like this.

“Because there is nothing like appearance to draw attention. Besides, being handsome is convenient in many ways.”

“Good judgment.”

“Can I get this back to normal? This is a little uncomfortable because of the clothes.”

The priest’s uniform was generous, so it was fine, but the inside was the problem.

“ah! Yes. it’s okay.”

From Oren’s appearance, he went back to Leon.

“As expected, the original is the best.”

“Me too. Leone looks much better in her original form.”

After all, Grandma had eyes to see.

“Now I’m thinking of giving Oren a story.”

“Looks like you’ve already come up with a name?”

Leone nodded and got to the point.

“I hope my grandmother will help me with this story.”

“Is there anything I can do to help you?”

Of course there was. Grandma’s help was essential for this.

“Yes. sure It’s a job that no one can help but Grandma.”

At Leon’s words, the grandmother smiled.

“okay?”

“yes. Can you listen?”

“sure. Just say anything.”

Leon’s request was simple, if simple.

“Will you be my mother?”

“… … yes?”

“Mom?”

“Now, wait a minute.”

It had been a long time since I had seen her upset.

“Oh, sorry. Would you like to be my mother?”

“no. Rather than mother, mother, mother… … .”

“Mom?”

“Kuk!”

For some reason, she was clutching her chest as if her heart was hurting.

After the small incident, we returned to the conversation.

“Become my adopted son, and I will be selected as the successor. Did you draw this picture?”

It is absurd that the organization’s successor is suddenly decided.

However, it was possible in the blade of dawn, where the grandmother’s words were no different from the law.

“yes. Heir to the Blade of Dawn. I want to give this story to Oren.”

The darkness was determined to push the blade of dawn.

Will there be a new successor there?

It was natural to push.

Besides, this wasn’t the end of his reason for wanting to become the heir.

“of course. The successor is just the beginning of the story.”

* * *

Strange rumors began to circulate in Killika.

‘The owner of the city has decided on a successor!’

It was the first rumor related to the successor in Killika.

Rumors spread quickly.

Around the time the rumor spread throughout the city, an incident occurred that confirmed the rumor as truth.

‘We, the Diocese of Killika, congratulate the new successor selection!’

Even though it was the Killika Diocese with only one priest, it was still a formal congratulatory message from the ‘church’.

The surprise did not end here.

‘According to the request of the city owner, the successor is appointed as an external agent of the diocese!’

The successor was chosen as the external agent of the Kilkira Church.

This was a picture that pushed the successor no matter who saw it. This shocking news spread across the continent.

The infamous city of Killica.

He was its first heir.

In addition, it even moves to push as if determined. It was natural to pique everyone’s curiosity.

At this time, it was ‘Count May’ who moved. The Earl of May sent a letter to the nobles.

[We are holding a tea party about the relationship between the territory and the church. This tea party… … .]

Looking at the content, it looked like a place to discuss the future of the territory and the church, but the actual content was completely different.

‘Aren’t you curious about the successor? Let me see the heir’s face!’

It was something like this.

Surprisingly, none of the nobles who received the letter expressed their intention to not attend.

That’s how Oren’s debut stage was made.

* * *

Countess May’s ballroom.

A party was held at the count’s house, discrediting the name tea party.

From the nobles who came to see the face of the heir to the priests they nominally brought. The ballroom was full of people.

When the atmosphere of the party was ripe, the long-awaited main character appeared.

“The successor of Killika. Lord Ouren is entering!”

With the voice of the butler, the large door of the ballroom opened.

All eyes turned to the entrance.

“Huh.”

“Huh!”

The nobles who saw Oren’s appearance burst into small sighs and admiration.

“ha. Such beauty.”

“Is that the new heir?”

The male nobles were only briefly surprised, but not the female nobles.

That feeling of precariousness and danger.

White skin contrasting with black clothes.

To a chillingly cold atmosphere.

set fire to women’s breasts.

The ladies covered their faces with fans as if to hide their flushed faces.

‘It’s not a bad start.’

Leon slowly walked inside. However, a strange conversation began to be heard.

“Yeah. look at that jawline If it’s that jawline, I want to cut it.”

“What about the white fingers, you want to cut them off and keep them?”

With her face covered with a fan, the conversation she was having quietly caught Leon in her ears.

‘… … They say that not knowing is medicine.’

Thanks to the unnecessarily high physical specs, I was hearing things I shouldn’t have heard.

“Really nice. look at the ratio Crazy, really.”

“Ha ha ha ha. Can’t we ask my dad to buy that guy?”

“… … Might it be worth a try?”

The deeper we went, the more diverse conversations began to be heard.

“What? I think you have a crush on me.”

“Hey, you too? me too.”

“Look at those cold eyes. I want you to look at me with contempt.”

“Ah, admit it.”

The conversation behind the fan was destroying illusions about Lady.

At this point, it was rather frightening.

“Oh, are you looking here?”

“You didn’t see it, did I?”

This was the first time Leon was worried about where to put his eyes.

Then a lady came towards me.

‘If you misbehave here, it’s over. Let’s cut this short.’

When she arrives in front of Oren.

‘Bixby, let out some anger.’

[Yes! I’ll blow it out in moderation!]

Oren threw a word as if it was annoying.

“road.”

When the anger was put into words, it created a completely different atmosphere.

Wild and manly atmosphere. A feeling that is the opposite of a beautiful appearance.

“Ah! yes.”

She gave way without saying anything with her cheeks flushed.

As if waiting for this appearance, the conversation behind the fan was heard.

“Power bursts. I thought he was a pretty guy, but he’s a real man, right?”

“Look at my ears. Didn’t your voice melt your ears?”

“A man like that would be warm to my woman, right?”

“I don’t know about that, but I think you would be grateful if you lived together even if you were cold?”

“Ah, yes.”

This place was hell.

* * *

Except for the conversation behind the debt, everything went as Leon thought.

“Thank you for the invitation, Count May.”

“no. I just invited you to discuss the future of the continent. Since this is your first party, let me introduce you to the others.”

As planned beforehand, Count May helped greet the nobles.

“I see, I understand why you were chosen as the successor.”

There were nobles who had goodwill.

“The successor of Killika. How were you chosen?”

There was also an aristocrat who showed deep curiosity.

Reactions varied, but all were positive.

None of the nobles reacted negatively, such as arguing or looking down on them.

‘Is this the grandmother’s power?’

The nobles call Killika a trash can, but the ruler of Killika recognizes and respects her.

He knows how difficult it is to rule Killika because he is the lord.

‘Because it means that the successor has been recognized by the ruler. As expected, I did well to set the direction as the successor.’

‘The successor of Killika.’

It was the strength of this title, and proof that Leon’s choice was right.

‘Then, shall we go to the next step?’

After the party, when everyone was resting at the dorm, Leon moved.

Knock. Knock.

“This is Oren. Priest, can I talk to you for a second?”

Rion’s second target was the priests of other denominations who had come here.

“Oh Ren?”

The priest opened the door with a dumbfounded face.

“What happened to this place… … .”

“I came here because I had really good information.”

“Information?”

Oren nodded and said.

“It’s a way to earn piles of gold with scraps of paper.”

If you come out of nowhere and say nonsense, people are bound to be wary.

“No, if you have something that good, do it yourself. Why did you come to see me?”

It is simple to turn this vigilance and doubt into certainty.

“The Church of Dawn found it inappropriate. It was a very strict church.”

You just need to give him information that he can understand.

“I want to sell this information.”

A plan devised by Killika.

The Cult of the Dawning.

A plan rejected as inappropriate.

Taken together, a conclusion emerges.

This becomes gold!

“Come in.”

The priest opened the door and let Leon in.

The second plan prepared by Leon.

The sale of indulgences has begun.

This mansion was full of hukou.