Lorez spoke with tears streaming down her face.
“When I was young, I thought I would live and die like this. Meanwhile, someone appeared in front of me. He said that my weak body was cursed and that he could restore it. I’m going to die now, so what can’t I do? So I swallowed a drink mixed with my blood and branded myself on my chest. Then my body really started to come back.”
Lorez spoke as if reminiscing about the past.
“I was happy. For the first time, I felt that this was what living was like. I was so drunk with that happiness that I didn’t even suspect the existence of a warlock. I just lived as I was told. That’s why my body became so filled with demonic energy.”
Lorez smiles self-mockingly. Ren calmed his eyes as he looked at him.
“If I had found out later, I should have taken my hand away.”
“It was already too late by then. With my abilities, I couldn’t remove the demonic energy or erase this stigma. So we actually cooperated more. “I think I might be able to figure out how to do that if I become a high-ranking Black Star executive.”
Wiping away his tears with his sleeve, he swallowed his saliva and looked at Ren with determined eyes.
“This may be shameless, but please help me. Don’t let my family and the people of Provient get caught up in the devil… . Please. I’ll tell you everything I know. So please… … .”
“Tell me what you know.”
This was also the purpose of Ren’s visit to Lorez.
If you go to destroy Azazel without a plan, there is a high chance that you will come back with nothing.
Rather, it would be fortunate if we didn’t fall into a trap set by the enemy.
“Azazel is a black magic activated by contaminating Raman’s spear. “A barrier created with the power of the devil is erected around it.”
Perhaps because he talked too much, more and more blood was flowing from his side.
Lorez, with his face crumpled and clutching his side, struggled to open his mouth.
“The barrier cannot be broken with normal strength. There needs to be a sacred power strong enough to purify the holy relic, or a power strong enough to overwhelm the power of the holy relic. “It is impossible unless we combine the power of the Master Net.”
“… … “It’s a master net.”
If you only look at the number called Master Net, it was not impossible.
Because there were currently only four master-level people in the castle.
Ren Argen, Basil, the three sword lords, and even the commander of Rosaria’s magic army.
However, not only can the opponent not just sit by and watch, but as time passes and the masters lose their power to Azazel, it becomes impossible to break through the barrier.
‘Should we have gathered the masters from the beginning and attacked Astenon?’
If the idea was to gather the Master Net and break through, that would have been the most likely, but there was no way the opponent wouldn’t have thought of that.
“Killing the magician?”
“It’s meaningless. “Once Azazel has been activated, it will not disappear unless either the black magic is completed or it is destroyed.”
“Why do you know so well?”
“Even after all this, Black Star still cares about me a lot. “I’m saying he’s talented enough to become an executive in the future.”
Lorez speaks with a smile. Since he is still bleeding continuously, there is a high probability that he will die from excessive bleeding soon. It would be different if you used Magi, but Ren blocked all of the paths.
“So, actually, I should have been hiding in Rosaria and attacking Army Commander Landaldro, but I ran away. Even if I act like this, Black Star will still look at me.”
Is that true? Ren was not easily trusted.
“And take this.”
Lorez handed me a black ring he was wearing on his hand.
“what?”
“It will help you escape from Azazel’s influence.”
Ren took the ring, checked the power flowing within it, and narrowed his eyes.
‘The power of the soul is contained… … .’
I wondered if he had used magic energy, but no. Soul power. It was pushing away demon energy and repelling Azazel’s power.
‘Was it possible to operate in this way?’
Is there any correlation between the power of the devil and the power of the soul?
In the Black Star, the power of the soul is gathered. I tried to use the power of the soul when summoning the devil, and now I use the power of the soul to block Azazel’s power.
Ren was able to carry out this deep principle in one go just by flowing a little spiritual power into the ring.
‘like this… … . Are you doing it?’
Azazel’s power, which was blocked by fighting spirit, was deflected by surrounding it with spiritual power. Then Azazel began to be pushed away helplessly.
“her.”
Ren let out a laugh and looked at Lorez, who was dying.
When I took out the ring, I noticed that Azazel’s influence was draining my vitality at a faster rate.
“… … .”
Lorez closes his eyes with a devastated face and is slowly catching his breath.
It was the face of someone who sensed death.
This guy is just starting to grow out of his youthful appearance. It was such a pitiful sight for such a young guy.
Could it be that the weight of life weighing on him is too heavy for his age?
Did you say that hardship makes a hero? Too much pressure and agony ultimately crushes the person and causes him to die before he can become a hero.
A life full of hardships. Wouldn’t someone feel burdened if they were faced with a choice while carrying such a huge weight at every moment?
Ren, who had initially vowed to kill him, had half of his thoughts reversed.
If you kill Lorez like this, there will be nothing to worry about, nothing to worry about, and no danger.
But is this really true? Wouldn’t it be possible to give one more chance to Lorez, who was burdened with a heavy fate as if he was swept away without even being given a proper chance?
If Lorez really had a malicious intention and dabbled in black magic, he wouldn’t have even thought about this, but if he just wanted to live and had no intention of causing harm to others… … .
“if.”
Ren spoke in a cold voice, trying to hide his complicated feelings.
“If I had made the Black Star point its blade at Probiant. “If that were the case, what would you have done?”
“… “I would have refused.”
“Even if you die if I refuse?”
“yes. “It’s better to die than to live like that.”
“What if it’s an innocent person and not a Provient?”
“Cough! Cough!!”
Lorez coughs up blood roughly.
From Noble mtl dot com
With dark circles under his eyes, he opened his mouth in contemplation.
“I don’t know. I’ve never done that before. but… , I don’t think I can do it the way I feel right now. I want to secretly save Heukseong. If you get caught… We have to fight. “Black and white.”
Lorez spoke calmly.
“If it were a devil, it could force you to manipulate you into killing your family. Not only that, but because of you alone, hundreds of innocent people could die.”
“… … “I hadn’t even thought about that.”
“If you hold the devil’s hand, the end will be destruction.”
Ren, who said that in a cold voice, turned and walked towards the entrance of the training ground.
The sound of slow footsteps echoed like the sound of the second hand ending his life.
“… help… please.”
A wet voice flowed through the quiet air.
Ren stood tall.
“sorry… do… … . help… … . Ugh! sorry… … .”
Lorez is shedding tears again and repeating the same words over and over again.
Ren let out a deep sigh and turned around to approach him.
“Put it on.”
Ren, who placed the ring in his hand and placed his hand on his side, reconnected the passage leading to the Magi using sculpting.
“… … “Tsk.”
A really close situation. Lorez’s condition was so serious that it would not have been surprising if he had died.
“Whether you use demonic energy or your talent, you can survive on your own. “This is all I can do.”
Ren stood up.
“thanks… do… … Wow! really.”
“And, if you think you will survive and take up the sword against your will, come see me. “Then I will never let you hold a sword again.”
“Huhhh… … . “Huh, huh!”
Lorez, who was holding back tears with difficulty, began to sob as he held his face.
“Ugh! Breathe! Hmm! Thank you, thank you. really. Black! thank you.”
Lorez’s face became a mess, with tears and snot pouring out like a river whose dam burst.
This was all I could do. From now on, what will survive is that guy’s ability and will.
As Ren went out, leaving the whimpering Lorez behind, his face was distorted like that of a demon.
I was getting irritated. For their own purposes, the Black Stars use everything, both children and adults, and throw it away without mercy.
Perhaps Lorez’s fate will be the same.
‘This is the limit of what I can see.’
Those actions that Ren has seen so far may all be lies and acting.
But it didn’t all feel like a lie. That’s why I gave it one more chance.
That was enough. If I had killed Lorez like this, I would have lived with an uncomfortable feeling in a corner of my heart for the rest of my life.
‘The important thing now is Azazel… … , Destruction of the barrier is impossible.’
The guy who defeated Karina in one go is already in Bastian. In addition, it is unclear how much of the Black Star’s forces have been hidden.
If even the holy relics were stolen and polluted, it means that there may be a traitor within the Holy Kingdom.
That too, a high-ranking traitor.
Ren moved towards a place other than Astenon.
“Uh… … .”
“Save me… help me… … .”
People on the streets are lying helpless, groaning in pain.
Ren used his spiritual powers to escape Azazel’s influence, but the others did not.
Its power is becoming stronger.
In order to reduce the damage to innocent people, Azazel had to be destroyed as quickly as possible.
Panthea Palace.
The tombs of the Popes in the underground cathedral.
Ren took out the fox mask from his pocket, put it on, and went inside.
Passages and entrances that would normally have been closely guarded are empty.
Even the gatekeepers that are occasionally seen are groaning and holding on to the wall.
Demonic Art – Shadow Walk
Ren, who hid his presence and went inside to avoid their gaze, forcibly opened the huge iron door.
Kugugugugugung.
A shrine to past popes where you can feel the sacredness.
In this place filled with dozens of tombs, there was only one place Ren headed to.
The most magnificent and extravagant tomb among them. A tombstone in front of it and the name ‘Dean Athanakis’ written on it.
– See you again.
Ren raised his head at that restrained voice.
“Mr. Dean.”
– After all, you could see me.
Dean remains calm even though a living person is looking at him, a ghost in the grave.
Ren, not really surprised to see Dean like that, nods.
“Please help me.”
Ren did not explain the Katabuta situation.
[Subquest – Prevent the destruction of the Holy Kingdom.]
[The Popes sleeping in the tomb are anxious about the demonic energy that has invaded the Holy Kingdom. Eliminate the demonic energy and deal with the remnants of the Black Star.]
[Reward – Strength +2, Dexterity +2, Stamina +3, Stamina +1.5, Spiritual Power +3, Wheel of Fortune]
A subquest that occurred to Ren. The Popes were already aware of what was happening in the Holy Kingdom.
-What can I do to help?
He is probably feeling this huge magical energy surrounding the entire Bastian.
“You can lend me your strength.”
– It’s strength… … . That’s fun.
A smile spread across Dean’s lips.
– I’ve always received help from Havenberg, but now I have a chance to help his descendants. It’s even funnier because their faces look exactly alike.
“How did you know I was a descendant?”
– Didn’t I tell you? Just looking at them, they are Havenberg’s descendants. I would believe it if they said it was my son.
“It’s not that similar.”
– No, it’s the same. With that serious expression… , even a serious tone of voice.
I don’t know why, but I feel a little strange.
“Big, big. “It doesn’t matter.”
– yes. good night. Whatever it is, we’ll help you.
Ren nodded with a satisfied smile.
“Then let’s begin.”
[Spirit/True – Dean Athanakis]
Necromancer’s new ability obtained by killing the Pope and clearing the main quest. The time has come to use it.
Haaa!
Dean Athanakis, who has been assimilated into Ren’s body, slowly opens his eyes and moves his body.
“It’s a mission statement… … . Huh, are you really a descendant of Havenberg? “You have an unusual ability.”
– Before I was a prosecutor, I was a gravedigger.
“A gravekeeper… … . Right.”
Dean touched his mouth and looked up at the ceiling.
“Mark is trying to devour the kingdom.”
He said in a mixed voice.
“What’s your name?”
– This is Ren Argen.
“wren. Yes, if it weren’t for you, the kingdom might have disappeared as of today.”
– That means… … .
Snorting, he puts on the white clothes in front of his grave and picks up the bracelet and small book placed next to it.
“okay. “It means that once I step forward, that won’t happen.”
With a confident face, he spoke while putting on the weapons he had used during his lifetime.