227 – Clear
「Witch Trial」
If this fails, a full-scale war will break out between the Britannia Empire and Holy Constantine.
Defend all terrorist attacks by Shaleam believers to create tension.
Somehow, the meeting between the emperor and the pope is also progressing smoothly.
‘Is this the scenario clear?’
Looking at the meeting between the Pope and the Emperor that suddenly began, one cannot help but feel this sense of relief.
With a small sigh of relief.
“…Whew.”
The reward for clearing “Witch Trial” Is more valuable than anything else.
Preventing war between the Empire and the Holy See.
In other words, it is peace.
‘
Peace is precious.
The lives of countless people, the death of someone’s mother or father… I’m not talking about such an emotional story.
I am closer to a pessimist than a pacifist.
Just.
Peace is a shackle.
The group that is the most vicious and final villain in Panta x Aka.
These are the shackles that will bind the Shaleam believers.
A world full of chaos like war expands the scope of their activities and increases their momentum.
It is the current Shale Bridge that hides its power in the first place.
If the Empire and the Holy See are torn apart and fighting, no one can withstand the Shale Church.
In the end.
The value of ‘peace’ lies in re-fastening the great shackles of the Empire and the Holy See on the limbs of the Shale Bridge.
‘Plus, it’s faster.’
Shale Bridge guys.
I am proud that we have prevented all attempts to start a war by twisting our bodies.
From their point of view, they probably really want to kill me, right?
I am very satisfied with that alone.
Besides.
Obtained the ‘title’ with overwhelming mental resistance performance.
‘The compensation is enough.’
In fact, you can’t buy these things even with money.
No. Among the higher numbers, there are some that have the option to resist mental attacks… But the title just means it becomes one with my body.
It is overwhelmingly upward compatibility in many ways.
The witch trials were also successfully passed.
If we just go back to this situation, everything will work out fine.
But at this point, it’s like always.
‘A situation in which everything goes well’ is difficult to come by.
The meeting between the Pope and the Emperor seemed to be coming to an end.
The eyes of the two people who were talking as if I was a non-existent person focused on me.
“I guess I should end with a story about that kid.”
With a very ominous line.
My story?
I was hoping it would end with the witch trials.
I followed the Pope’s gesture and stood in front of their conference table.
No matter how much magic power is blocked, are you not afraid that I will attack you? The same thought went away. Maybe they made it possible to use divine power.
The Pope opened his mouth to me.
“The Vatican has already sentenced you to death, regardless of the outcome of your witch trial.”
“Is there any reason?”
“It’s the use of dark arts. Inquisitor Osgar brought very solid evidence.”
As expected, it is Osgar Javert.
There is no way he wouldn’t miss this opportunity.
The reason is obvious.
Because death row inmates can be interrogated at will.
“The death penalty also means that a major crime has been committed. However.”
Glance.
The Pope looked at the Emperor for a moment and then continued.
“It also means that for interrogators, condemned prisoners are very good prey that they can interrogate at will until they die.”
As the Pope said, there is no such thing as human rights for death row inmates.
The interrogators’ attitude toward death row inmates is like that of lab rats. No, maybe even worse than that.
If you think about how Osgar developed the ability to port as a human, you will get the answer.
The witch trials are over, but they are suddenly sentenced to death.
Embarrassment rose and disappeared immediately.
It was the effect of the title.
“But seeing as you released me like this, are there any other conditions?”
The Pope laughed at my question.
“As expected, you’re smart. The Empire-Nobility Alliance, including the Empire’s Raymond Sang, petitioned not to execute you. The Empire’s position is likely to be the same.”
The emperor nodded.
“I would have respected the outcome of the witch trials, but now that things have come to this, I cannot yield.”
The meaning was clear.
A situation where a being called ‘I’ has come to the negotiation table.
Nevertheless, the point of my thoughts lay elsewhere.
‘… The Raymond Merchant Alliance blocked my execution?’
If it is a coalition led by Raymond Sang, it is Emilia’s.
So that’s what it means.
‘I heard Emilia was trying to save me.’
I am fortunate to have obtained the title [He who witnessed the summit] In this scenario.
If not, my face would look quite funny right now.
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Inadequacy of the [Dessert Research Group].
Danya, Elena, and Lina were quietly slapping their bruises.
“I think it would be a good idea for us to go too.”
“No, sister. Brother Ian clearly told me to wait like hell!”
“… Still.”
That kind of muttering lasts for a while.
— Kwaang!
The door to the dormitory opened roughly.
Is this Ian?
Danya hurriedly stood up and frowned.
“Sylvia? What’s happening here all of a sudden?”
Normally, Sylvia would have lightly growled with Danya, but she opened her mouth resolutely.
“Get ready.”
“… Nyang?”
“I have to go to the Vatican.”
“What on earth do you mean? It’s suddenly the Holy See.”
Dania was not the only one who reacted to the story of the Vatican.
Elena also rushed out.
“The Vatican looks cool at first glance, but it is an infinitely scary place! Well, what happened to Brother Ian?”
Sylvia nodded her head in response to Elina’s question full of worry.
“Ian may be executed. Of course, it is unlikely, but you never know. Raymond’s information is useful.”
“”Death or death?””
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The members with surprised expressions shouted at once.
Sylvia nodded her head and urged.
“Yes. It’s urgent. Let’s go quickly.”
Danya, Elena and Lina quickly followed Silvia closely behind.
At that time.
Sylvia suddenly stops.
“Ah. That’s right.”
Soybeans.
Soybeans.
Soybeans.
Sylvia opened her mouth to the women who had stopped after multiple collisions.
“Take all the weapons you can. In the worst case scenario… You’ll have to fight and get them out.”
The voice sounded serious enough to be a joke.
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‘Criminal.’
The scope of the culprit who has been harassing me since the moment of possession has been narrowed considerably.
Candidate for sainthood, Aria Lumines.
Heir to the top, Emilia Raymond.
Anyone has the potential for those two.
However.
I was thinking of Emilia Raymond as being more likely.
In her case, she has shown a certain level of malice every time we meet.
That Emilia submitted a petition opposing the death penalty for me?
Why suddenly?
‘Were the feelings I had about her an illusion?’
Her head became hot.
I was reviewing the events that happened with Emilia and wondering if I had missed anything.
It’s definitely strange.
If Emilia had decided to kill me…
‘Emilia’s preferred method is for me to be executed here.’
She can kill without getting her own hands dirty.
It was also a death penalty by doctrine, in a neat way that Emilia would not raise any suspicions.
It fits Emilia’s personality of not wanting to leave behind any regrets.
On the contrary, it seems plausible to petition for the death penalty.
“It is not common for Raymond’s alliance to propose things to the Empire and the Holy See at the same time.”
The emperor agreed by nodding.
“The donations they make to the church are not insignificant, so they cannot be ignored. Of course, there is also a connection with the empire.”
“… Yes.”
“You. You have great support.”
I don’t think that’s my friend.
I nodded hesitantly.
The Pope smiled kindly.
I don’t know what’s in that kindness.
“Let me explain. If that explanation is acceptable, I will pretend that the Vatican’s ruling never occurred.”
The Pope’s unconventional remarks.
Seeing that he makes eye contact with the emperor as if receiving confirmation, it is likely a political judgment.
Anyway, it is an opportunity.
“What do you want clarification on?”
“The black art you used. This is its identity.”
An ability used to protect the priests of the Holy See and the foreign minister of the empire.
This is the story about that.
“Osgar Inquisitor said that your protection technique contains a deep dark energy that cannot be released without years of training.”
I thought for a moment.
And I realized that speaking honestly was a breakthrough.
After all, doesn’t the Pope have the ability to determine the truth? Of course, his abilities won’t catch my lies… But the Pope doesn’t know that.
“I haven’t trained.”
“You haven’t trained? That level of protection?”
“Yes. That was the first time I used this ability.”
The Pope’s eyes sank somewhat.
“Then where did you learn this ability? You must have had a teacher.”
“Nothing.”
“How did you learn it?”
“Evan. I reversed his dark arts.”
The Pope’s eyes become infinitely more serious.
He asked.
“Reverse calculation? Are you saying that you have destroyed someone else’s technique?”
“Yes.”
The Pope looked into my eyes for a long time.
It would be to see if there is any tremor.
He muttered.
“It’s true. He’s a genius at the same time.”
“That’s too much praise.”
“No. That’s not a compliment. It’s a shock. It’s an unbelievable talent.”
I bowed my head in silence.
The Pope, looking at me, asks.
“Then, how did you summon the energy used in black magic? I understand that you use the earth attribute.”
“Don’t all shadows stay on the earth?”
“…Huh.”
The Pope put his finger between his eyes.
He is pressing his eyebrows as if he has a headache.
“Everything is true.”
The Pope’s empty mutterings.
The emperor raised the corners of his mouth slightly.