161. The First Ordeal (3)
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“Oh, Mr. Elijah Krissanax and his attendant, Mr. Doud Campbell, respectively. Nice to meet you It’s Lana Ray Delvium!”
Let’s talk about a human named Lana Ray Delvium.
Sera’s DLC main character, whom some call Elijah’s sister.
An impressive schoolgirl with a single bob of hair sticking out of her sporty black hair that covers her neck.
As you can see, even though she ran into Elijah and I, who are her own rivals, she has a peaceful personality enough to say aloud peacefully, instead of holding something in check or coming out with a hostile attitude.
And speaking of the most important characteristics.
This guy is immortal.
“…What the heck is that?”
“I mean it.”
As can be inferred from most of the situations I’m experiencing right now, the main story of Savior Rising boasts a level of difficulty that leaves nothing to be said even if the development team is massacred by users.
And the DLC, [Conquest of Seonghwangguk], Is a content set at a more vicious level of difficulty than Sera’s main story. To the extent that the whole Internet community exploded when it was first released.
I wonder if the production team decided that in order to smoothly clear the story, this guy, the main character, should be given abilities close to cheat keys.
“Oh, that’s right. Even if I die, I will not die!”
“…”
Seeing Lana say that with a smile on her single single, Elijah was at a loss for words just as she was.
“Since I was young, I have heard a lot about divine power overload. That’s why she doesn’t feel any pain, and even if her body is completely torn to pieces, she quickly regenerates!”
“…”
“I think it is fortunate that I was born with a blessed constitution. Thanks to that, I can use my body for various studies for the sake of the Seonghwang-guk!”
“…That.”
A blessing, right?
I can clearly see that these words are seething under Elijah’s vocal chords.
I can’t bear to say such harsh words to a guy who says he’s glad he hasn’t changed his expression even though Nara has experimented on his own body.
Leaving aside the fact that we already know that Seonghwangguk, especially the Beophwang, is a younger child unlike the benevolent image that is revealed on the outside.
‘…The blessed constitution itself is right.’
Among the priests, there are often people whose innate divine power goes crazy and gains a ‘special ability’ in addition to simply using it to create miracles or blessings.
In the warrior party, Trisha, who plays the role of a priest, is the most similar type. With her divine power overload, she can visually perceive other people’s emotions.
The homunculus was created by maximizing the nature of such divine power. Yuria, Lucien, and Greyhounder sisters. A saint and an exorcism.
Their ‘speciality’ is only revealed in later chapters, but there is no dispute that both are terribly powerful.
Especially in the case of the younger brother with the white devil.
“…By the way, what about the attendants?”
“So…”
When Elijah looked at her alone Lana and brought up such a question, she scratched her chin with a puzzled expression before opening her mouth.
“…None!”
“…Yes…?”
Elijah opened her mouth in a voice that was twice as absurd as before.
Hero Candidate – The entourage is the most basic aspect of this selection process. But since there is no such thing, I wonder what the heck is going on.
“I was trying to break through the dungeon by myself in the middle, but I just broke up!”
“…Wasn’t the record recognised only when we reached the deepest part of the dungeon with the attendant?”
“Was there such a rule?!”
“…”
Even Elijah must have realized it by this point.
Lana’s second most important trait.
He’s an idiot.
A simple, ignorant idiot who is straight and hot enough that anyone can easily understand.
Seriously.
“Yeah- Mr. Daud and Mr. Elijah are good people. At least, he must have rushed to the deepest part alone without knowing that.”
“…”
“Since you helped me do what I almost did, I’ll help you with anything! Just leave it to me!”
“Hey, did you know that we are competing in the selection right now…?”
Elijah said it in a voice that almost made her head hurt now, but she said it.
“It’s okay!”
“…”
“I was taught to repay the favor. Human principles come first rather than competition!”
It is dazzling.
It is truly an upright and righteous spirit that will make your eyes run cold.
As if he wasn’t a candidate for a hero for nothing.
“…”
A glance flew from Elijah, asking, “What the hell are you going to do with a person like this?”
“…”
And I agree with you this time.
No matter how necessary it is, doing something bad to this guy is so terrible that even I can’t sleep with guilt…!
[…Though I think about it, it seems like I’ll do it in the end. How are you going to cheat?]
A voice like that came from within Soul Linker.
He sighs and denies it.
‘No. I have a conscience too, how can I fool a kid like this casually?’
[Was there…?]
‘…’
After a moment of silence, he replies.
‘I won’t cheat anyway.’
[You finally decided to become a human-]
‘Though I’m going to do crap.’
[…]
When did I say that I was cheating and cheating?
If this kind of guy is your opponent, he just needs to be fair and square.
In the first place, didn’t you ask for something? That continues from there.
[Hey, no matter how much I heard from the beginning that I was going to do trash, this is a bit… To make Elijah stronger by buying hatred for this kid?]
‘I’m not getting along with him.’
Lana, that’s why.
It is impossible for humans to live with hatred in the first place.
It feels like ‘anger’ and ‘hate’ are deleted from the emotional circuit. No matter how trash the opponent is, he just laughs and passes it off.
[…Hmm? Then who’s risking your life? Elijah needs it to be strengthened?]
‘If you do anything trashy to this guy, there will definitely be a guy who will grit his teeth and attack you.’
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
Whoever tried to f*ck me will also f*ck me.
Simple logic.
“…”
Of course.
This will scratch the bottom of my humanity.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry Lana…!
“Lana, would it be all right if I ask you a favor?”
Suppressing that feeling of guilt, he opens his mouth with a smile on his face.
“Yes, anything please!”
Anything.
Anything.
Yes. Well spoken once.
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Utard Han-chai frowned slightly and took a cup of black tea into his mouth.
For a person who has lived the life of a warrior, such a sweet drink or refreshment was not very welcome, but I heard that it is a culture that is well enjoyed in prosperous countries and empires.
The reason he was sent to select warriors on behalf of the Tribal Union must be because he has the flexibility to respect these traditions.
But.
“…What do you mean, Archbishop Luminol?”
Even he sometimes comes up with stories that are too absurd to accept.
“I mean, why don’t you hold hands and keep the Empire’s candidates in check?”
“…”
“To be precise, it’s limited to that student named Daud.”
Utard almost felt dizzy, sweeping the area around his eyes.
The fact that the Seonghwangguk wanted to keep the human called Daud in check had been a noticeable issue since the previous angel disturbance, but I didn’t know that they would approach it so blatantly.
“…I like the direct approach, without any metaphor or allusion, Archbishop Luminol. It’s a way of tribal union.”
Utard sighed and accepted the words.
“But in this case, we should at least hear the reason. What is the reason you are against that student so much?”
“For personal reasons, I hate that student.”
“…”
A really personal reason.
As Utard stood there blankly, Archbishop Luminol fired at him with a quick tone.
“It’s abominable to enter the ‘Sacred and Divine Faculty’ on a subject that is disrespectful, promiscuous, and worthy of being dignified even if you wash your eyes. I can’t open my eyes to that pretense and hypocrisy.”
“…Even if I ask why you judged that way?”
“That’s something you can tell just by looking at it, Chief Utard. Lowly humans can’t hide the smell.”
Ah, yes.
This man was a serious classist.
It was as natural as breathing to look down on Daud, who was a baronet, at best a viscount.
“Well, other than personal reasons…”
As I was thinking about that, Archbishop Luminol continued.
“The Empire boasts the most powerful of the three hegemons. We, the Holy Kingdom and the Tribal Union, are in a position to oppose them with ‘religious authority’ and ‘technical power’, respectively.”
Archbishop Luminol calmly continued.
“If even the legitimacy of being a ‘hero’ goes beyond that… We are truly a beacon in front of the wind. The balance that supports the entire continent will be broken.”
Yes. Logically, that makes sense.
But.
“…Even if you keep them in check, what will you gain from the Holy Land? A man named Daud is simply an attendant of the candidate.”
For that reason, it would be understandable if they said that they would rather keep Elijah in check.
In the first place, it is very unusual to be so wary of the candidate’s attendant, not the candidate himself.
“This is what the Emperor wants. I just follow his orders.”
“…”
Utard’s eyes narrowed.
He is familiar with the story of the serpent sitting inside the temple.
I didn’t know that a human being of that size could pay that much attention to a student named Doud Campbell.
“If you help us and keep the humans in check, we will promise a strong alliance through that authority after the selection of the hero. We’ll give you anything you want.”
“…You speak as if the person who will become the owner of the holy sword has already been decided.”
“Because there are always talented people on our side who can pass the test of the holy sword.”
A slight but humane smile appeared on the archbishop’s face as he said that.
“He may be a bit insensitive… But he is strong, warm, and most of all, brave.”
It was a mixture of pride and warmth, an expression that is very difficult to find for a politician who has risen to such a position.
“…She is also my precious daughter.”
“…”
I don’t think I need to talk about that.
Suddenly, why are you proud of your daughter?
Luminol Rey Delbium.
The father of Lana Ray Delvium, who participated as a candidate for the hero of the Holy Empire this time.
This man was obviously an idiot, his daughter.
“Great, Archbishop!”
While those words were flowing.
Someone broke into the interview room with Utard and Luminol. Judging by his attire, he is a figure of the Seonghwangguk.
Luminol’s face stiffened slightly.
Such senseless behavior at a place boasting almost summit-level authority.
Unless it’s extremely urgent, I’ll be sure to reprimand you later-
“Your daughter is now, now…!”
“…Now?”
“It is being used as a ‘shield’ by Doud Campbell!”
“…”
“…”
A heavy silence fell in the meeting room.
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Seras Ebatrice was looking at the other person with a puzzled expression.
A call came in out of the blue, and when I did something, two unimaginable people were sitting in the room.
First of all.
‘…Prime Minister of the Empire?’
Sullivan Axion Petronus.
What the hell is a human doing here, busy with construction work while looking after state affairs?
Although she hated all humans in the Empire, her face would frown as soon as she saw it.
There was another guy who was more absurd than that.
“…What are you doing here.”
To be honest, since she infiltrated El Fante, she hasn’t felt anything out of place, but basically she is still an assassin who obeys the orders of the emperor.
She says that although she is deeply concerned about killing Dowd Campbell, her heart still wants the welfare and benefit of the entire Seonghwangguk.
In that sense.
“The name, so…”
“Hans.”
“…”
It’s really a pseudonym.
What the hell was the Seonghwang-guk intelligence department thinking when it gave such a person such an identity?
“Well, people on this side of the continent won’t even understand if I say ‘Seonhwaryun’, right? So just stick with Hans.”
“…That kind of thing is fine.”
Seras opened his mouth, rubbing his throbbing hair.
“What are the candidates doing during the selection process? The Emperor probably laundered your identity even if it was overreacting.”
Seon Hwa-ryun, a man nicknamed Hans, grinned.
“Wow, I can’t get used to it whenever I hear that the little boy is the Emperor. It seems like just yesterday that I was on the verge of starving to death in the slums.”
“…”
What happened was that a human in his early twenties looked down on him and called him a kid.
Seras also vaguely knew.
The human in front of her right now is a monster that has entered the realm of a half-god, although it has a human form.
“Well, to answer your question.”
It doesn’t look like that at all, seeing as he answers bluntly.
“My purpose is not to select heroes. I’m here to protect the one who holds the ‘key to the world’.”
“…What does that mean-“
“Is that why I was dispatched because they took care of things in the first place?”
“What?”
“If you were a Grand Assassin, it wouldn’t be difficult to stab a guy named Daud, but why are you so lazy?”
“…”
The talker continued with a deep sigh.
“If you had properly put a guy named Daud in a dying state, the ‘flow of events’ wouldn’t have continued to this point, wouldn’t it? He wouldn’t have had to participate in the selection of heroes. Then I wouldn’t have anything to protect him. So you sent me because the little boy and the captain have the same interests?”
“…What kind of grain is that?”
“It’s not even a kid’s wish for him to die right away. Our captain too. Even that guy.”
Having said that, Talker turned his head slightly, closed his eyes and looked at the Chancellor, who was quietly lowering his head.
“Isn’t that the ‘Sealed Demon’?”
“…”
The Chancellor of the Empire lifted his head with a sigh.
“…If you call me by that name one more time, I’ll break your cooperation, necromancer. Always remember that this is a temporary alliance.”
Sullivan said that and raised his head.
Those golden eyes were filled with a gleaming intent to kill.
“…I know what you did to that man in the ‘before world’. There is no law saying that it won’t happen in ‘this world’.”
“Hmm.”
“You and your insignificant luminary too. One day you will have to get away from that man. For Daoud’s comfort.”
“Ooh.”
“Otherwise I will kill you.”
It was a sentence with cold air dripping from each word.
Talker only laughed and accepted the words.
“That’s too much. Wasn’t it you who first contacted the young Emperor and sent a rescue signal to ask for help?”
“…”
Seras’ expression became even more grotesque.
Prime Minister of the Empire.
Become one of the most powerful rulers on the continent.
Are you contacting the head of a foreign country that is fiercely competing for supremacy just for that kind of person?
While thinking about that, the chancellor opened his mouth in a somber voice.
“…Today is the ‘first turning point’, so it can’t be helped.”
In this place, everyone is gathered.
Devil’s bowls.
And, the human that all of their ‘long-cherished wishes’ are headed for.
And, above all.
The root cause of all twists in this place.
“Purple. No, Seras Ebatrice. Do you know the name Yuria Greyhounder?”
“…”
What does purple mean?
Anyway, the question was asked, so I will answer it.
“…Homunculus. The saint who is the key to the paradise plan plotted by His Holiness and the one in charge of warding off evil. Why is that guy?”
“That woman is here today.”
“…?”
Maybe.
So what is that-
“And, today.”
To Seras who thinks so.
Sullivan’s words continued calmly.
“She is killing Dowd Campbell.”
As if.
It was an attitude that he already knew through ‘experience’.
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So the golden devil is a devil who was sealed when Atalante asked MC to form a harem
I really, really want White to be sealed or killed right now, fking hell let Yuria alone, she’s been through so much!