Episode. 37 North and South (3)
An infinitely benevolent beam of light emitted from the wand tickled Alan’s cheek.
It was as if they were praising Alan for his hard work in summarily judging the renegades.
“ah!”
Alan trembled.
A feeling of satisfaction that I had never felt before ran through my body.
It was more of a pleasure than when he found out he had the mana attribute.
“… … .”
A flash of madness shone in Alan’s eyes, full of joy.
‘If you find more renegades and burn them all… … Will Hor be pleased?’
‘Would you like it if I burned all the impious people who dare not believe in you?’
Just as he thought so, the light surrounding the staff swelled greatly.
The benevolence of a moment ago disappeared, and only the solemn and holy deity was there.
“I give you another mission.”
『The right path should be presented to those who serve the wrong thing.』
『I will have to let the evil people who have committed sins to the end know my anger.』
Alan had no answer.
I was just doing my best by lowering my body even more.
『Saint of the South.』
『My heresy judge.』
『At the source of the plague, a heresy among heresies is born.』
『If he is not stopped, the whole world will be infested with heresy and plague.』
『You will have to do your duty with the saint of the north.』
The godhead disappeared after those words.
However, the lingering light of auspicious light remained from the staff he stayed on.
“The Heretic Judge… … !”
Alan chewed on the revelation over and over again, clutching his staff.
As if ecstatic, as if filled with joy.
“My original mission, mission… … It is to judge heresy.”
He burned his fighting spirit.
He said that a heresy among heresies was born.
I dare in a world where Hor looks down.
“… … I’ll burn them all at the stake, without leaving a single bone fragment.”
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“after… … .”
I suppressed the pang of revelation.
In the meantime, the monologue of the lunatic saint was repeated in my ears.
I will make this world a blank slate
me really I’m really dumbfounded.
“but. That’s why I ended up ruining Battenberg.”
What he wanted was no different from mine.
world peace.
However, there was a difference in whether the peace was covered in blood or whether it was established through harmony.
I made him a saint even though I knew it all.
In addition, he even gave me the coat of arms of being a heresy judge.
‘I’d rather be on a leash.’
heresy judge.
The qualification I gave him was to punish heresy, but I didn’t give him room to do anything more than that.
It will be enough to put a brake on the ridiculous ambition of eradicating all the seeds of discord in the world.
Of course, I don’t seem to be aware of it yet.
‘The detailed story should be delivered through Marr… … .’
I tried to erase Alan from my mind and changed the subject.
The ‘heretic of heresies’ he told Alan.
The appearance of the Red Plague Giant came to mind.
Calgos, who appeared during the Undead War.
“… … He said he was a f*cking father.”
He clearly called out to me as my father. The howl that was close to the sound was terribly terrible.
I don’t even think of him as a child in the first place, but if he calls me father, I will call him that too.
You’re an unscrupulous bastard who will kill the world by chewing it up.
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Time passed, and preparations for the Rio Castle campaign reached the final stage.
“dad!”
Adele, incarnated as a mental body, fell into my arms.
“Yes, yes.”
It had been such a long time, so instead of pushing Adele away, I hugged her tightly.
On the back of my left hand, a sentence in the form of a leaf was shining.
It wasn’t just me, but all the troops who were busy moving around the castle.
“Not as much as within the garden, but with Mother’s cerebral body, we will be able to maintain the watchman’s protection.”
Tassar, who had been gazing at this side with satisfaction all along, opened his mouth.
“In the meantime, my mother’s energy has recovered a lot. This is all thanks to Hor sharing the light.”
At those words, I looked down at Adele again.
Adele was laughing more lively than ever before, as if it were not a lie to say that her energy had been restored.
“Adele. How is Margarten doing?”
“Mardo has regained quite a bit of energy! however… … I hear that maniac is giving me headaches. They say there is no aptitude as a saint even if you wash your eyes and look for it. They’re trying to forcefully drag the Magic Alliance… … .”
Adele and Dried Root share a doctor.
Thanks to that, he was able to convey the situation to Mar without using divine eyes or revelations.
“What is the importance of aptitude? What he can do is what matters.”
I smile when I think of Mar, who grabbed the back of his neck every day.
As he had said, Alan’s disposition was not suitable for a saint.
However, his background and ability were more than enough.
“Saint. Everyone is ready to launch!”
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While welcoming the meeting with Adele, the commanding officer’s cry rang out.
I looked around.
First, the Temple Knights met eyes.
The sight of them smiling and pointing to the seat next to me was particularly humorous.
Second, the union’s executives who had overcome the undead war were seen.
After that, the troops lined up all the way were also making quite a firm expression.
‘He’s strong.’
This was not enough to end the war.
“let’s go.”
Koogoo Palace-
The gates that prevented numerous plagues were opened.
A total of 13,000 troops began marching through the open gates.
“Ohhhhh! Hor says!”
“Fear not!”
“No harm to us!”
“Let today become history!”
They lifted their voices and sang.
As ten thousand horses could not be obtained, the march carried out on foot was exhausting.
Even so, the men behind me did not lower their spirits.
Rather, it seemed that only I was nervous.
they don’t know
The terrifying power of Corps Commander Calgos.
That vicious and cruel ferocity.
It was said that this battle was an opportunity to slaughter him, but it wasn’t necessarily easy.
“Why are you looking so bad?”
While passing by the ruined estate for a while, Aaron asked me.
Suddenly, when I came to my senses, everyone around me was looking at me worriedly.
“Couldn’t you be worried about whether we’ll live or die like before?”
Aaron smirked and trembled.
Somehow, the image overlapped with the memories of the enemy who had the dragon subjugation ahead.
“Coming to the old story… … .”
It was when I muttered dissatisfiedly.
“Before you worry about us, be sure to survive from the saint!”
“Wouldn’t there be hope even in this difficult world if the Holy Son lived!”
The knights who had been with us all the way from the Hobson Mountains laughed and shouted.
I got bored and had no choice but to look around.
During the march, this kind of story is the worst.
Survival is a word that is said only when death is closer than survival.
Whatever the meaning, the soldiers’ morale would hit rock bottom.
But it wasn’t.
“Saint! Please do not waver and move forward!”
The familiar spearman, Hans, shouted loudly.
After that, more than 10,000 soldiers voluntarily sang a marching song.
“Twist… … Baren has a reputation for being hard and brave since ancient times. Now it has grown even more magnificent by embracing the light of Hor.”
I inadvertently nodded at Gide’s words.
I looked ahead again.
A road full of darkness.
A torch from a lamp was lighting up my path.
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The large army, led by Richard, passed through the plague-stained land.
I crossed a blackened forest, I crossed a river of filth.
If it were not for the crest containing the blessing of the garden and the faith, it was a terrible penance that would have been annihilated during the march.
And they finally arrived in front of the Plague Castle.
“her… … .”
Gulp, someone swallowed.
Who can say that this is the appearance of Pauline Castle?
This was a real lump of flesh.
It was also a huge lump of red flesh like a mountain.
It was already in the shape of a giant.
If it was still just a shell, the ferocity emanating from its appearance was no different from the incarnation of evil.
“… … wait here.”
Richard had his troops stand by near the Plague Castle and planted the banner of Horus religion into the ground.
The millions of faith contained in it soothed the tired minds and bodies of the men.
“Aaron, Gide. You two follow me.”
“yes.”
Aaron and Gide followed Richard, who moved without hesitation.
I walked silently along the side of the Plague Castle for a long time.
“Where are you going?”
Aaron’s question was soon answered.
“I-they… … !”
In the distance, he saw a large army approaching, struggling to break through the magic.
The flags raised by the riders all bore the symbol of a magician.
And a flag with a dragon pattern in the foreground.
It belonged to the Marx family.
“Good timing. An escort, please.”
“Saint!”
Richard rushed closer to them without looking back.
Even so, it was only natural that the wizards who had been on the path of asceticism reacted sensitively.
Piing-!
Unknowingly, the magic that flew in was scattered through Aaron’s aura.
Amidst the residual mana, Richard calmly opened his mouth.
“Everyone has a bad look on their faces.”
The answer to that was to live with a lot of days.
After that, a small boy stepped forward.
“oh! is it you saint of the south. Um, just looking at it gives off a holy energy?”
“North… … catch, thing… … .”
Alan Marx.
The corners of his eyes trembled mercilessly as he carefully wrapped his staff.
For some reason, it seemed to be confused, and it seemed to burst into anger.
“It’s not a catch, it’s a saint.”
hard-
Alan’s teeth were grinding.
Richard was very unconcerned with his reaction.
Instead, Aaron and Gide raised their guard on both sides.
If you make a mistake, thousands of magic will pour out at once, it was a situation on the fly.
“Hmm. It seems that the saint of the south did not lead his comrades well. Everyone has the face of being dragged to the slaughterhouse.”
Meanwhile, Richard’s provocation continued.
Disappointment was visible in the gaze as he looked over the wizards as if he were judging them.
It was a reaction that Alan couldn’t stand.
In fact, he was swallowing his anger at the wizards who pretended to die soon.
It was then.
“Saint of the South.”
Richard took one step closer to Alan.
Alan and the wizards raised their wands.
But I couldn’t bear to draw the magic circle.
Saaa-
The halo around the saint of the north was very thick and brilliant.
“If we join hands and pray in this place, Hor will bestow great blessings. Your comrades will be able to overcome their fears.”
Alan looked down at the hand stretched out in front of him with blank eyes.
never… … I didn’t want to catch up.
But contrary to my mind, my hands were moving on their own.
“Damn it, eat… … .”
What is this feeling?
Alan was as confused as he was when he first received the light of Hor.