216. The Living Witness
“I have come to meet the savior of this land.”
At the woman’s words, Finden Ai immediately put her ax in front of her and aimed it at her neck.
She didn’t hesitate at all, and if she had stepped forward even a little, a deep scar would have left her neck.
But she didn’t back down even with the cool ax blade pointed right in front of her.
“The savior must go. Do you really want to just watch here? A lot has already changed.”
“Shut up?”
Even though Finden Ai warned her that she would not tolerate it any longer, the woman continued her words.
“The end of the continent is getting closer. Savior, are you going to fail again?”
“…… !”
Again.
That one word makes Arya’s heart throb.
Again?
If I fail this round.
Will I have that experience again?
Even though everyone has forgotten him, should he bury them in his heart and save the continent from suffering again?
Will I lose my current professor?
The moment you think that way.
Boom!
Finden Ai’s fist struck the woman’s face as it entered.
The woman fell behind her and was scattered on the floor.
“I warned you.”
The mere fact that she swung her fists without cutting them with her ax proved that Finden Ai had shown her tremendous patience.
“Hmm?”
The feeling of her heavy blow lingered in her fist, but the strangely unpleasant feeling of her lingered, and Finden-Ai slowly took her stance.
Other followers continue to press towards her aria, ignoring her own comrades who have fallen to her floor.
“Are you going to end it like this?”
“The continent will eventually perish.”
“Nothing will be solved if you stay still.”
“Would you like to see the end of the continent again?”
“Get out of the way!”
The Finden child gestures and pushes Arya and Owen away from her behind. An atmosphere that can only be described as a religious fanatic.
As if her presence alone hit her whole body and cut off the incoming blind faith, Finden Ai swung her ax as it was.
Boom!
The ax cut through the air and passed by, but did no damage to them.
“…… !”
Momentarily, Finden Ai recalls the conversation between the saintess and Dayus in the waiting room.
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Her normal weapon can’t hurt Mule.
The arrogance of asking even a fallen god to have the proper dignity if he wants to touch him.
“It’s not just a ponytail…… Are you a part of it too?”
The moment Finden Eye reached the correct answer.
Fuwaaaaagh!
The bodies of the visiting women swell up as if exploding, and their clothes are torn in all directions.
What exists there is the remnant of a broken god.
A tentacle with a more repulsive appearance than a monster.
The tentacles had eyes and teeth embedded in them, but despite their appearance, they seemed to have a will. They recognized Finden Eye and immediately rushed at it.
Pushuuuuuk!
Finden Eye instantly came to mind as smoke billowed out of the wash shoes he was wearing. I swung the ax again at the rushing tentacles, but only passed the air.
“Oh, filthy useless!”
Eventually, Finden Ai throws down her ax and lands on her again, clenching her fists.
“When I just punched it, it got eaten.”
The reason was that the red glove that Finden Ai was wearing was the hand of her ancestor.
It was a gift from Deus, and it was also a high-grade item in a game.
f*ck!
In fact, Finden Eye’s judgment was correct. Her fist, which she swung heavily around her waist, was eaten into her tentacles with a clean blow.
I unintentionally fought with my bare fists, but for Finden Ai, a member of the Revolutionary Army, he was familiar with battles without weapons.
It was similar to that of a boxer, but the way he struck the tentacles pushed forward with his graceful movements.
There were too many even though there were many.
Her tentacles stretched out as if they were swelling, and the fists of the Finden Eye lacked decisive destructive force.
“I think I will have to push and run away.”
“Shouldn’t we call the memorial service commander?!”
When Arya and Owen, who held her hands tightly, called out in her fear, Finden Ai gritted her teeth and replied.
“There is a silence spell in the stands! You have to go all the way to the venue to call!”
“I will help.”
In the end, the moment Arya, who was unwilling to participate in her possible battle, pulled out her own greatsword, her Duatene, and lifted it up.
Keeeee
The blue flames that burned from the tips of the tentacles outside the door burned the tentacles as they were.
It didn’t take long for the flames along the road to ash the tentacles.
At first I thought Deius Verdi was back.
Because the blue flames were very similar to the one he was using.
But Deus was still showing up on the screen in the waiting room.
The being that appeared outside the door had gray hair that had lost all its color.
“Who are you?”
At the appearance of a man he had never seen before, Finden Ai was still tense.
“Dang, God…… !”
Arya knew him.
Because in the first playthrough, the man’s head was cut off and destruction was confirmed.
A face you will never forget.
The head of Dante.
“I’m here to pay off my debt to Deius. So follow me At least for today.”
Kudeuk.
As he clenched his fist, soft white smoke rose from his body. It was the magic of the necromancer, but the soul was invisible.
Showing such a unique power, Luanes declared.
“You will never die.”
* * *
“Hmm?”
A debate in full swing.
Sitting in the stands, Deia sniffed sensitively.
I felt like I could feel the burnt smell of grilling squid, but I turned my gaze back to the stage thinking it wouldn’t be a big deal.
“I never imagined that so many people would come to help Deius.”
“Stop procrastinating.”
Looking at Darius who is shedding tears, Deia tells her that she is pitiful.
Actually, she too was grateful to the people who came to this stage to represent Deius.
In addition, he was proud of Deius, who was busy working for them even though he was in a position where people were unreasonably uncomfortable as a warlock.
‘Did he say he would become a proud older brother?’
Obviously, he was becoming the pride of Verdi.
“Cool Cool!”
“What, why?”
At that time, the sound of coughing came from the side.
It was stubby, but rather than human, it sounded like a monster’s cry.
“Cool! Why is your neck like this?”
The number of people who infrequently cough has started to increase little by little, but Deia quickly finds one thing in common.
“Are you Mule believers?”
The rosario given to me by the mule hanging around my neck. They were people wearing eye-shaped rosaries.
Because of the Silence Magic, he didn’t seem to feel any abnormality in the forum yet.
“Deia, something is strange.”
Darius put his hand on the sword strapped to his waist and wrapped his hand around his sister.
* * *
The discussion continued.
However, the tide was finally coming to us.
Many unexpected people came to represent me.
Starting with her saintess, Lucia, to the bishops who follow her, and even King Orpheus.
While I came to Greypond for today’s debate, they have prepared a lot for this time.
[But it was possible because of you, not anyone else.]
Stella naturally approached me with a smile as if she had read my thoughts.
She nodded at her words and looked at the mule.
There was no change in expression.
I was still looking this way with a kind smile on my face.
In fact, the atmosphere of the other bishops behind him indicated that the discussion had already passed.
“Deceiving citizens with holy power is definitely a felony. Deius Verdi will have to take responsibility for that.”
Lucia goes over each item one by one.
“However, it is true that the Holy Grail has been returned and that he has comforted and helped many of the dead.”
I don’t know if I was a kind of saint like an ordinary follower or a saint.
“Another important thing is that the name of the memorial service is not a position obtained by divine power chosen by God, but a name given directly by His Majesty the King.”
“… ….”
“This is not a place to determine his divine power, but a place to judge his qualifications as a memorial service.”
The bishops standing behind the mules groan. In the end, I found out how the win or loss was decided.
It is true that a man named Mule is performing miracles, but the position of a memorial service was eventually bestowed by the king, not by a god.
“I think you were a little mistaken about the name he bore.”
As Lucia glared at Mule and stabbed her nakedly, Mule had no choice but to slowly lower the smile that had been drawn on her lips.
“Kuhm.”
In the end, the moderator, Rock Pelican, recognizing that the outcome was decided, tried to organize the opinions into one.
“It is not over yet.”
I’m sorry, but it was our time from now on.
I was grateful that others gathered several people to protect me and asked me to testify.
But I’m the opposite.
Rather than protecting me, I invested time to bite Mule’s neck, more precisely to uncover the fraud he was doing.
“Bring the woman named Charles whom you saved.”
At my words, Mul’s brow furrowed even more. It was an unwanted expression, but at the request of the Rock Pelican, Charles, who was waiting in the back under the name of a living witness of a miracle, stood on top of the venue.
Ugh.
At the same time, the spirit of the woman hidden inside me comes to mind. Just like how she was shown to the students with the answer to guessing the appearance of the Dark Spirit before.
This time, it gives color to the soul. The translucent appearance gradually begins to stand out and soon becomes visible to people.
[Ah.]
When I did it to the Black Spirit, I had to touch her, and I couldn’t even utter a voice.
Me too, she’s not something I’ve been playing with, so she’s a woman who is more sophisticated than before.
[Did I really wake up?]
Charle’s voice echoed through my mana like an electric tone, and at the same time spread through the microphone to the entire venue.
At the time I asked Finden-Ai and Deia to explain the scene where Mule saved people.
Two men were told that their spirits had risen and were absorbed by his god.
However, this woman named Charles was different.
The appearance of the soul was never seen, and it was said that it was revived because of its outstanding faith.
Since people cannot come back to life. With
, It was decided that Muleus would only take Charles’ body and throw away her soul.
I was able to go there myself and bring Charles’ soul.
[Ah, ah.]
Charles, who was looking around with tears in his eyes, fixed her eyes on the mule and screamed.
[How can that be? Ah! I came to receive your blessing! I went because he said he was praying for me!]
That’s the truth hidden in a veil.
The secret of a fallen god that only the dead could know.
[That man is killing me! I put something else in my body!]
Not only the bishops who served Mule but also the audience are shocked once again.
The bishops, who had already felt defeated in the debate, began to move away from Mule.
“Well then, who is this woman in front of us now!”
One of the bishops who managed to come to his senses pointed to Charles standing tall in the center of the venue and asked.
One was Charles, who had a real body.
The other is Charles of the Soul.
In the end, it was clear that one of them was lying.
Quang!
To reveal the truth, the moment my mana was replaced with magic and touched her body.
Kuddeudeuk!
The woman who used to be Charles soared high into the sky as a huge tentacle.