Episode. 40 Law (1)
On the way out from the face-to-face meeting with the king, I was able to see a familiar face after a long time.
“I am a saint!”
It was my first follower, Mary.
Water began to form in her eyes.
Why are you crying all of a sudden?
It’s been a while since I’ve seen it, but the reaction was more intense than I expected.
“Sah, you’re alive… … .”
“Then you are alive.”
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She bowed her head and wept tears of relief.
“… … Mary, what’s wrong with you?”
“I knew the Holy Son would be alive! ha, but… … .”
Mary swallowed her tears and continued.
“In my dream, the saint fought a giant and ended up… … .”
“Are you finished?”
“I had such a strange dream of sacrificing myself in place of Prince Moritz.”
“… … !”
The words caught my breath for a moment.
Meanwhile, Mary blinked her eyes and deliberately showed a bright smile.
“hehehe, sorry. As soon as I saw you, I looked ugly. To be shaken by a mere dream after becoming a preacher of Hor.”
She shook her head at Mary, who was muttering self-deprecatingly.
it’s just a dream
Not at all.
My death she saw was accurate.
‘Mary had a precognitive dream?’
In the distant past, even before the Great War, there were a few people who had precognitive dreams.
They regarded precognitive dreams as an oracle, and later rose to a high position in the group they belonged to.
One of the representative examples was a woman called ‘Saint’ during the Great War.
I gazed intently at Mary.
To think that Mary sniffing in front of me actually had the qualities of a saint.
“If you continue to have strange dreams, tell me. You may reveal the content of your dream when you say your prayers.”
“Dream… … ?”
“okay. There is nothing wrong with being careful about anything.”
Mary said yes to me.
“… … Thanks to Count Harten’s consideration, I was able to come to the royal capital like this. Ah, Count Harten is the lord of the territory that I was entrusted with evangelism… … .”
Even on the way to the place where the party was staying, her mouth did not rest.
How was the territory outside the royal capital, and how the people welcomed Horgyo.
The voice full of pride continued for a long time, but at some point it cut off.
Mary looked around as if looking for someone.
“why?”
“Ah, for some reason I can’t see the Rapture Hero. I even made a present for him.”
“… … gift?”
“yes. The Rapture Hero always has scattered hair, probably because of okra.”
Soon she took something out of her arms.
It was a hairpin with a yellow flower decoration.
If I remember correctly, it is a flower that blooms in the garden of the Sogum Palace.
“It’s a flower, so it’s not for a macho like Rapture… … .”
“Gide-nim tipped me off in the past, but Rapture Hero said he likes Gloria!”
“I’m sure you’ll be delighted,” said Mary with a big smile.
“… … okay. He’d be a good fit for a crown. He left for a while for a cause, so keep it safe until he returns.”
I laughed out loud too.
What’s wrong with the hairpin?
To Rapture, Mary’s gift will be more precious than any treasure in the world.
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After meeting the Temple Knights for the first time in a while, I entered the room leaving Mary behind.
Less… … .
It was the sound of something moving vigorously and suddenly stopping.
I almost fell asleep without looking at it.
I took the wooden box out of my luggage and put it on the table.
“I must have been impatient to come out… … .”
It was annoying to put it in the field of view, and uncomfortable to put it out of sight.
However, it was not a good idea to keep it locked up like this.
Eventually, I untied the vines that tied the wooden box.
“hey. come out.”
I took out the white ear and held it and called out to Calgos.
Hana didn’t even show off his nose, as if he had started a riot.
Only my face was reflected on the pure white black surface.
“This is real.”
Calgos had a natural talent for curing people.
“Abominably, are you pretending to be modest this time?”
My stomach swelled up.
It’s not that I’m angry at the way you’re teasing me.
“Even if your head is cut off, you don’t even repent to the extent of a hair.”
killing so many people
Calgos was imprisoned by the sword, only repeating unfunny things.
It was more suitable for him to be imprisoned at the bottom of hell and to atone for his sins forever.
My stomach twisted when I saw him living comfortably after he died.
“… … damn it.”
devildom.
The first world I made.
Contrary to my will as the Creator, that place was unclean from the beginning.
When he created the heavens and the earth, the red sky and the black earth appeared.
After creating life, the devil was born.
‘The beings who were created with light but became shadows.’
So I made another world.
that’s what this world is
However, these guys looked at this world and poured out their resentment toward the god who abandoned them.
“Are you regretting that you created us again?”
A voice boiling with phlegm broke my thoughts.
At some point, the white ghost’s sword body was stained black.
In the midst of that, Calgos pressed his eyes into the blade.
“Are you saying that even being born is a sin?”
The corner of his mouth curled up.
Life and resentment welled up in his swollen eyes.
“then.”
“Father is also guilty of creating us.”
“Sooner or later you will pay for that sin.”
After saying that, the guy disappeared again.
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Two days later, a banquet was held.
My party and I also dressed up in formal clothes and headed to the banquet hall.
old fashioned music.
sumptuous dinner.
Among them, I saw nobles who were talking with each other with elegant gestures and voices.
“Um… … .”
My party, especially the members of the Temple Knights, were soon killed.
He pretended to be calm and sipped his wine, but no matter how you looked at it, he was no different from a young countryman who had just arrived in Seoul.
“Because there is no banquet like this in Batenga.”
Zeke, who combed his hair neatly, whispered with a chuckle.
It was the first time that knights had participated in such an aristocratic banquet.
“There are too many eyes on us.”
I agreed with that statement.
The gaze of the nobles was too hot.
The eyes as if looking at the benefactor of a lifetime.
It was flying from all sides, so there was no place to escape even if I wanted to avoid it.
But that was only for a moment.
“Why are the main characters here frozen so much? Come on, come this way.”
“Today is a very happy day! It’s full of delicious food!”
Other nobles, including the Earl of York, approached us.
They deliberately eased the awkward atmosphere of the Temple Knights with a friendly tone.
Do I really have to say that I am a civil servant?
It was an excellent treatment.
Soon, around the time smiles appeared on the faces of the party, the king appeared at the banquet hall.
He stepped up to the podium with a dignified step and slowly scanned the banquet hall.
Then his gaze turned to us.
“We lost a lot. And, I got a lot out of it.”
When did the music stop?
Only the king’s voice echoed in the banquet hall.
“We will not forget. I will keep in my heart what I have lost and share what I have gained with my neighbors.”
He tapped his chest with his old hand.
tuk tuk-
The nobles followed the king and made a firm expression.
“Saint of Hor, heroes of Varen.”
Nobles paved the way.
We walked through the open road and came before the king.
“The other day, Prince Richard said he wished for world peace.”
“That’s right.”
“The religious nation of Hor, Baren, will also take the lead in world peace. Make room for us to be together.”
It was a word with many meanings.
Especially when it comes to professing in a place like this.
“… … I will gladly do so.”
The king looked at me for a long time before sitting on the throne.
The instrument, which had stopped for a moment, sounded again.
I took a seat in the corner avoiding the nobles who were talking to me.
A smile bloomed on everyone he saw.
They were not surprised by the king’s remarks.
It seems that the story has already been passed.
From this moment on, Varen’s wish became world peace.
Of course, that didn’t solve everything.
Right now, a big problem has been solved, so they show a favorable appearance, but nobles are also human beings with their own ambitions.
wish will come soon
… … There must be someone who will not hesitate to do anything under the belief that it is.
When they went the wrong way, it was Baren and the people who suffered.
I turned my head and looked at King Barentis.
‘I asked about the distinction between good and evil.’
I haven’t answered that question yet.
The answer will come from heaven.
Not only the distinction between good and evil, but all the behavioral patterns to be taken as a believer in Hor.
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The dwarfs moved their short legs busily.
The luggage on each of them was bigger than their bodies.
“Chief! Is it really okay if we all go?”
“The one who will protect the village should not be left behind!”
Hurkeum, who was ahead of the clan members’ clamor, frowned.
“Shut up and walk! Hurry and go to the Baren Kingdom!”
They heard the story of Baren from the rapture.
Specifically, about the existence of Horgyo and Lanterns.
The other dwarves did not stop their mouths as they watched the chief who moved quickly as if someone was chasing him.
“That human, will you pay for the axe? It looks flimsy, so I don’t think I can wield it properly.”
“You’ll figure it out. On the contrary, the information he gave me is very unreliable. A country where lanterns deliver light. what a nonsense… … 100 million!”
thud!
The Dwarf, who had been chatting and looking away, bumped into something.
Before he knew it, Hurkeum was approaching him.
“These idiots!”
He let out a loud roar.
His face flushed red, and his white beard trembled.
“Joe, Chief? What’s wrong all of a sudden?”
“You guys, have you forgotten the legend of our tribe!”
Hurkkeum rummaged through his luggage.
Soon, a rusty sword came out of a short hand.
“The legend of the famous sword among the great swords that our ancestors made!”
It was a very unattractive figure for a name known as a great sword among great swords.
The dwarves looked at the sword and gave cold eyes.
“What was it? And that’s ‘dead arms’. Shall we just melt it down?”
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“Even before he ascended to the position of chieftain, he played the legend! Have you still not let go of your lingering feelings?”
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Hurkeum caught his breath at the reaction of the members of the tribe who were sceptical.
He gripped the old sword tightly in his hand.
“You guys! Do you remember the legend!”
A legendary sword that was smelted by light by the ancestors of the White Anvil Tribe.
Now other tribes treat it as an old story, but as much as Hureu believed in the legend.
“The last human said that there is a human who can handle brilliant light in the kingdom of Baren. This is our chance to bring the legend to life once again!”
It was like a dream of a lifetime as a blacksmith.
It was the Dwarves who created great weapons, but there were few masterpieces that could be left behind for future generations.
What would it be like if the sword you made became a legend?
“If the light the human said is really the light in that legend, even ten hands are not enough. We will make the strongest sword there! hahahahaha!”