Episode. 28 Prophets of Baren (2)
I looked at the nobles.
Greed shimmered in the eyes of those who gathered to preach the faith as prophets.
A light that drives away demonic energy and soothes the mind and body.
I know that this is the strength Baren needs more than anything else.
I know that their greed stems from a great cause, not from a lowly desire.
It also made sense to cling to the light right in front of my eyes rather than to the floating voices of God or religion.
It will look like a spleen weapon that will turn crisis into opportunity, and wings that will lift the fallen Baren into flight.
“A fast and rough road. A slow and comfortable road. Pick one or the other.”
So I decided to help.
“Both will get you the results you want. The only difference is whether it’s fast or slow.”
I also want the nobles in front of me to handle the light.
It was proof that he had become a great evangelist.
The needle will never follow the thread, but the thread will follow the needle.
The halo of the evangelist was just like that.
“What do you mean by that?”
The Marquis of Trantis, who had been gossiping about me the most passionately, asked.
Perhaps because I was very frustrated with the incomprehensible sound, my brows were slightly frowned.
“It is literally. The two paths I suggested are options for you to be born again as evangelists. Which one would you choose?”
The nobles met their eyes at my words.
Then, as if asking what he was going to think about, he said, of course, that he would choose the fast and rough road.
“I see, this is noblesse oblige. I am deeply impressed with the sacrifice of nobles for the suffering people.”
The faces of the nobles who chose the shortest course became more and more suspicious.
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The Marquis of Trantis had a cause in her old heart.
Not only him, but all the nobles who were given the same mission.
No matter how much I protested with my mouth, no matter how suspicious I was, I had to treat Richard as a true benefactor as long as I had decided to follow the king’s decision.
I knew it clearly in my head.
But a thousand fires welled up in his chest.
“A fast and rough road. You really won’t regret it, will you?”
That mischievous attitude and incomprehensible eyes, it was already the third question.
They know how desperate they are, but they only talk white.
Magi turns people inside out. Nobility could not avoid it.
Nobility and nobility, which were said to be their knowledge, were sharpened in front of Magi.
The nobles had to sweat hard to suppress their hearts that were trying to be as sharp as possible.
If you upset Richard’s heart, everything could go to waste.
“How can you find a slow and comfortable way when the people are trembling?”
The Marquis replied with a face disguised as a sad smile.
First of all, it was my intention to run to Richard’s rhythm.
The Marquis looked at Richard with a look asking if he had an answer.
But what is this?
Richard stood there with a very pleased face.
“This is really what you mean, so I can’t help it either.”
Like that of a bad boy who hid his hand holding a bug behind his body.
“Then, let’s begin.”
The nobles who saw him were overcome with unknown anxiety.
chuck-!
Somehow, all of a sudden the followers raised their veils and moved on.
Anxiety deepened.
The believers stood around the edge of the large room prepared for this day.
It was as if some strange ritual was going on.
“Richard-sama… … ?”
Earl York, an aristocrat with a savage impression like a bandit, opened his mouth and immediately closed it.
Before he knew it, Richard was approaching the Count.
Richard opened his mouth.
“Don’t call me Richard.”
“yes… … ?”
“Call me a saint.”
thud! thump thump!
“Call me a saint!”
Devotees sang and stomped their feet.
It was only a cloud of heat, but the whole room seemed to tremble.
“What are you doing! We are not here to play!”
Perhaps it was because he couldn’t stand his extremely sensitive temper, or because he was pushed by anxiety, a nobleman hardened his face and got angry.
If he agreed to help, he didn’t hesitate to ask for cooperation.
me stupid!
The astonished Marquis of Trantis tried to silence the nobleman.
“I’m not kidding either.”
Richard grinned.
“You are evangelists who will spread the faith to others. Wouldn’t it be absurd that those who have been given such a heavy duty do not have faith?”
“I believe! Such a brilliant light can only be explained as the grace of God!”
“We have already become followers of Horgyo. I just want to spread this faith as soon as possible!”
Quick-witted Marquis Trantis and Earl York hurriedly spoke.
However, Richard firmly shook his head.
“no. You don’t believe me.”
The nobles were dumbfounded for a moment.
They say they believe, but how do they know and say no?
“Mi, I believe!”
“I don’t believe you.”
Richard shook his head and gestured towards Gide.
Immediately, Gide brought a wooden box.
“Do you know what my beliefs are?”
Upon receiving the wooden box, Richard spat out a question.
“People seek God when they are in trouble.”
I ask myself, I answer alone.
He stroked the handed wooden box as if it were a magic lamp in a fairy tale, then spoke again.
“Seeing that you seek the light before God, you don’t seem to be having a hard time. So you must have chosen the fast and rough road.”
“Now, please wait a moment.”
“First, let’s find God and talk.”
Click.
At Richard’s touch, the wooden box opened its mouth wide.
Kiyiyyyyyyyyyy-!
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“Huh, huh!”
The aristocrats each sat down with a grotesque groan.
The cries of hundreds of ghosts at once shook even the soul.
I looked down at the white ghost for a while and then glanced at the followers.
Having been warned in advance, they spread their halos and managed to withstand the madness of the magic sword.
Even the unbeliever Gide was blocking it with his own momentum.
gooh-
I radiated faith with my whole body.
The ghost was startled and stopped crying.
Only then did the nobles look at me with dumbfounded eyes.
“That, that’s what… … !”
“Do you know anything about the ghost, the white ghost?”
He took out a white sword from the wooden box.
The ghost sword that had not yet been tamed was very rebellious, and even holding the hilt of the sword felt like it had been cut.
– You, uh!
What was so resentful about it, the sound of sobbing thumped through my head.
“Ahhh! Richard! You must not hold that sword!”
Marquis Trantis shouted with a white face.
The other nobles had already fled to a far corner, but he alone came trembling and came close to me.
“Come on, let go! The Hundred Ghosts are the worst witches you should never touch!”
Marquis Trantis seemed to know about the white ghost.
“it’s okay. I am blessed by Hor.”
I gently removed my skinny hand from holding my arm.
Frustrated eyes were fixed on me.
He didn’t seem to understand why he suddenly took out the sword and why he was fine even after holding it.
“The fast and rough road will drive you over the edge. God is there.”
Kwajik.
I put my back ear on the floor.
The pure white blade lived up to its notoriety, cutting through the hard marble floor like silken tofu.
-Kikiiik!
Faith was still swaying in the white ghost.
With ten thousand faith, the madness will be largely suppressed for the next few minutes.
That should be enough.
“Uhhhhh!”
The nobles trembled at the desperate cry that leaked out again.
The Marquis of Trantis also quickly ran away to Shindo.
Even so, they are those who have demonic energy clinging to their entire body.
It was a really bad luck when it came into contact with madness.
They, who were mere ordinary people, couldn’t even open their mouths in shock and fear.
He just eagerly held on to the crotch of his pants, which emitted a halo.
The dignity of aristocrats with a great cause was nowhere to be found, leaving only powerless and weak human beings.
Now I’m slowly getting ready to find God.
I did not have the disgusting taste of taking pleasure in seeing people in pain.
Alan was, and still is.
I’m not doing this because I like it.
“Relax! Is this the only resolution you have!”
With a cry, faith was pulled out.
Then the nobles came to their senses.
However, he was soon driven to the brink of fainting in madness.
Keee
The hundred ghosts, who quickly evaporated ten thousand beliefs, began to spread their heinous madness without filtering.
I thought that a Mine would really be born at this rate, so I pulled it out and shut it up.
“… … .”
Silence descends and fear lingers in the crowd.
The believers who had prepared in advance prayed muttering with their whitened faces.
Not to mention the nobles.
“The magic that radiates from Paulin Castle is far more terrible than this spooky aura.”
With faith, he drove away their fears and opened his mouth.
“Did you think the brave knights of Rio Castle were foolishly instigated?”
I said I didn’t mind sharing gossip, but at least I shouldn’t have dismissed this as something that didn’t happen.
The royal family did not see it in person. How fiercely did Rio Castle fight?
So let me know.
“Did you understand at least a little the feelings of the person standing right in front of you, the source of your fear?”
God, Hor is not great.
I knew it well because I was that funny god.
It wasn’t God who protected Rio Castle.
It is not God who defeated the darkness that took over Pauline Castle.
All of them were achievements made by ‘I’ who became Richard and the knights of Rio Castle.
It was the result of risking his life for a small hope called faith.
It’s not that ‘Hor’, who wears clothes that don’t fit, called God, is great and should be praised.
Because the action itself has great power.
I’ve been watching and knew.
A world overflowing with divinity.
People who cast off demonic energy in the name of faith.
‘Hor’ was just a focal point, and the light of this faith was just a small spark.
The real light, the real flame, was the solid faith that Magi had no space to set foot on.
To prepare for what lies ahead, I had to bring people together, like it or not.
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In the process, even if I used people’s fear like this, I had to become the focal point again.
At least until the North and South continents join hands.