144. War Never Again
“Master, is it over?”
After finishing the communication, Choco, who had been hiding in the corner of the underground church, peeked out his head in case the skeleton found out. Cream nodded to him and stood up.
The elder lich, Hargas left us with a few requests before disconnecting. A few days later, along with the other rally points, we will launch an all-out offensive against the Great Hall, so watch your actions until then.
A legion of monsters with at least five digits. If it comes without warning, it is dangerous even if it is a big battle. Well, although we don’t get along well with Daeshinjeon.
The fact that the hero can run rampant like this is all thanks to the religious status of the other world. And the largest stake in its religious status is Daeshinjeon.
It is the most sacred place on earth, except for the Holy Land, which remains as a page of mythology and whose existence is unclear. Its power and influence are also powerful enough to be compared to an empire.
“Daeshinjeon, save?”
Cream, who was reading the flow of my thoughts, asked back as if wondering. Because she knew my personality better than anyone else, never doing anything she didn’t want to do.
Am I trying to save someone with a hostile relationship? I was just embarrassed. To her question, I replied with an excellent young mentalist.
[As an adult, sometimes you have to do things you don’t want to do.]
[Foot.]
When I turned my head at this fresh laugh, it wasn’t the holy sword… It was Muffin laughing at me. This guy? The holy sword seemed to be distracted by something else.
Actually, the holy sword, who had a deep connection with her ex, is enough to make her head complicated. The power of the Great War comes from intangible influence. The actual force of the Great War is not that great.
Well, it’s not too weak as it’s worthy of its name, but it’s probably not enough to stop the monster wave.
[Well, I’m not really going to find it.]
“You said earlier that being an adult has to do things you don’t like?”
[Do you believe that? You are more naive than I thought.]
I think I heard the sound of choco grinding, but I ignored it while humming lightly. Well then, let’s get ready to go out soon. Cream retrieved her skull from an unlit altar.
I haven’t seen him in person, but thanks anyway Mr. Hargas. Thanks to him, we were able to get an overview of this case, as well as establish a clear purpose.
Monsters to increase the number of named, Dark Church to spread more darkness in the world. And what they are aiming for is Daejeon.
[······The eternal demon king.]
It was then that the silent sword opened its mouth.
[Hmm?]
[At first I thought it was an illusion, but it’s clear. Although the momentum is much weaker than before…]
[What?]
And it was Muffin, not anyone else, who was surprised by those words. What Hargas said earlier when he introduced himself. I’m sure I’ve heard of it somewhere, so it must be famous.
[No, why are you talking about things that only you guys know about?]
[The demon king of eternity, don’t you know? The demon king from the Elder Lich that the diligent hero and battle saint fought against!]
Ah, hearing that reminded me of that. Right now, that famous battle saint is in our group. I mean muffins. She was outside with Choco, so it seemed she hadn’t heard Hargas introduce herself.
No, but it’s strange to think about it again. Once declared, the Demon King cannot be undone. The only way they can be freed from that cursed fate is death.
As long as the demon king is alive, a new demon king does not appear. And contrary to its name, the Eternal Demon King has already died hundreds of years ago. Even after that, a considerable number of demon kings appeared.
[Obviously, the eternal demon king is dead. I destroyed all of his reliquary and dealt the final blow to his main body…]
[That’s right. But he didn’t die?]
Unlike Muffin, who is calm even though he is the person in charge, the holy sword was rather embarrassed. I was puzzled by that unusual reaction and asked again.
[It’s an elder lich. Didn’t you steal a piece of your soul from somewhere?]
[No. The Demon King Declaration is a curse placed upon existence itself. Even if the soul is divided into several pieces, the moment one soul is destroyed, the darkness of the world will flow into the other soul pieces and make him the demon king.]
Ah, this is a story I know. Unlike normal liches, who are rapidly weakened when one of the reliquaries are destroyed, the Demon King of Eternity is said to have still exerted great power no matter how many reliquaries were destroyed.
So, I heard that the diligent hero and the battle saint put a lot of effort into it. Their stories are not famous for nothing. It’s because it boasts a length that is several times that of a normal hero’s tale.
[Then, let’s see if it’s an impersonation. What are you so worried about?]
[Really, I hope so…]
But we all knew it couldn’t be just an impersonation. At least the presence felt at the Altar of Soul Fire was real.
It’s not an ordinary lich, and the elder lich isn’t the name of a dog, and if a transcendental person of that level pretends to be someone else, it’s just as dangerous. Are you saying you’ve completely lost your mind?
[Well, let’s not worry about it already. I’ll see you soon anyway.]
[Yes?]
Looking at the Holy Sword asking in bewilderment, I smiled. How to get the Great War without going to help it. It’s that simple.
We have an army of monsters that can move on command, we know the location of other rendezvous points after listening to Hargas, and above all, we have a sharp knife.
Then there is only one action to be taken here.
[Never again war! It is a holy place, fools!]
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Well, that doesn’t mean we’re going to attack another assembly point right away. It is absurd to expect the monster army to be as strict as the human army. It takes a year just to spread the order.
Moreover, the first, second, and third people at this assembly point all died. That’s what I said, but we decided to rest for a while and set off.
When I finished the persuasion of the Holy Sword and came out of the underground cathedral, an orc was hanging out in front of me.
“Chwiik, chwiek.”
That Orc Shaman. Even when he lost his intellect, he didn’t know what to do with it. Instead of attacking us, he just watched us like a well-trained dog.
After staring at him for a while, Cream made a short sound and took out the skull of an orc shaman from her bosom.
[No, wait. Why return it!]
“Please, is it?”
Cream asked back as if he was puzzled by my reaction. It broke my heart to see her face so full of innocence.
[Do I have to listen to all the requests?]
“Yes.”
[No, why?]
“Because you are a warrior.”
Ugh, it’s such a standard statement that I can’t refute it. Same with the holy sword, as well as the evil heroic soldier who is like Arkan or something. Hanging out with bad friends like this is going to make you look bad!
I have to lead Cream down the path of evil here, but… Looking at those eyes that contain only pure questions makes my heart weak.
[Yes, what. The request is not important.]
[Carbal?]
When I said something that seemed to come out of a moral textbook, the Holy Sword made an angry expression. However, Cream nodded his head lightly and approached the orc.
Originally, it seemed like he wanted to put it inside the totem, but Cream lightly threw the skull at the orc. As if that alone had an effect, the orc’s body instantly stiffened.
[Cream, will you do my favor?]
“Yes, Karbal is, always, first, first.”
I watched quietly as the wanderer without a tribe returned to being a shaman. Beginning with the part that touched the skull, intangible waves spread throughout the orc’s body, and the tattoos that had lost their light were reactivated.
The gun lingered even in the clouded eyes, and soon the orc shaman stood up slowly as if he had no mind. Yeah, you mean something like that? After seeing everything to see, I lightly tossed the words.
[Kill.]
[Yes?!]
And Cream swung at me. Quick movement, without any doubts or hesitation. The orc shaman had no time to react. It was the dark blade of the magic sword that greeted the returned Ji-sung.
Just like that, his head fell off and he rolled across the floor. Well, one thing solved.
[What are you doing!]
[Why are you angry? Didn’t you kill the monster?]
[Eukgeuk. That, that’s the case…]
First of all, because it was my act, even the Holy Sword, which I inadvertently fired from anger, stopped talking to my logical refutation. I smiled at her and turned her head away from her.
Well, I like it. I was horrified thinking that Cream had suddenly become an authentic Hogu warrior, but that wasn’t the case. She is still as innocent as a child.
When people around you call you a warrior, you act like a warrior. Since she has been asked, she grants the request. That’s all. The world of cream is so simple and clear.
[Friend, there is still a long way to go.]
I smirked at the Holy Sword, which was still trying to turn Cream into a normal hero. Well, it seems that the Holy Sword has almost given up these days.
She herself pretends to be calm, even if she pretends to be fine, seeing that she sometimes breaks down in tears, it seems that she hasn’t completely abandoned her hopes yet. Will the day come when Cream can play an active role as a normal warrior?
Well, I don’t know if it’s the past, but I don’t think that kind of future will come.