Mission No.2 Tower of Seal (03)
“A unit needs at least one priest. You have to have an assortment.”
Marcus, who almost grabbed Ewald by the collar, let out a fluttering white beard.
“Hey! Did you forget that the priesthood was upset because of Usbel?!”
“Did I turn over?”
“You flipped it over!”
I’m about to collapse from high blood pressure. Marcus roared at him spattering his spittle.
“What are you going to do when you go to the priesthood? Are you going to ask for a priest?”
“Huh.”
“…”
Marcus licked his lips. I want to say something, but I can’t think of anything. I can’t even say anything because I’m so bold.
“Two is a lot. You only need to bring one person.”
Dizzy.
“What are you going to bring? Do you think the priesthood will give you a priest right now?”
“If I had to, I would sell Kasper. Could it be that the emperor will do it?”
Marcus’s red-hot face staggered in front of Ewald.
“They are bastards! Those who said they would withdraw the priest from the battlefield just because Usbel was released! You clearly know that we are moving for one cause!”
“Ah, well, the priests are old-fashioned, they’re old.”
“Don’t go. Don’t fan a house that’s on fire. You can really get all the priests out of the battlefield. No. I cannot allow it.”
“If you keep doing that, I secretly kidnap you.”
Oops!
Marcus sat down, feeling the back of his neck tingle. Well, the prince of another country is the one who flew to another dimension, but what can he do?
“I can’t curse at my decent face, hey, you b*tch!”
Ewald nodded his head with a satisfied expression, then began to clap his hands.
“Hey! Good good! You’re starting to look old, Marcus. Does that make you look younger? That solemn tone, how did you usually go about it, your hands and feet shriveling?”
“Hey, turn it off. Do it your way I don’t know. Go and get stabbed and die or not, do as you please.”
Well done. Ewald lifted his lips.
“I really like that tone. So it’s like my friend, hey. Everyone except me has grown old, so I felt like I was running amok by myself, but now I’m a bit more stable. Thank you.”
“Crazy bastard. You’re f*cking Do I still look twenty years old? Look at your age too, man.”
“Oh, that’s none of my business.”
With a refreshing smile, Ewald jumped up from his seat.
“Then I will do as I please.”
“Go away, you crazy human!”
“Nui-ye-ni-ye, Commander-in-Chief Schilling. Go away.”
“This is real!”
Ewald ran up the stairs with only a smile on his face.
Marcus had to let out the wildest sigh he had ever sighed, as he slumped into his seat with his arms folded roughly.
But Marcus couldn’t figure out why he was laughing so hard.
* * *
“Master, Master, can you release this?”
“So who said to climb on the bed carelessly? I’ve been doing that all day today.”
“Ugh, it’s uncomfortable, it’s uncomfortable. Can I cut the rope and throw it away?”
“Would you like to cut off an arm?”
“Aww, aww. It could even be until tomorrow. Are you okay.”
Usbel walked slowly with her arms tied tightly, and she opened her mouth as if she had remembered something.
“Master, Master, where are we going?”
“Yeah, priests.”
Usbel, who was in a good mood when he saw Ewald humming his hum, was walking next to Ewald almost hopping.
“A priesthood? What are the priesthood doing?”
“There are a lot of priests.”
“Priests? A lot, a lot?”
“Yes.”
“What priest? What priest?”
Ewald looked at Usbel with a fresh smile.
“A priest of Valkier.”
Valquier?
The main god of the heavenly realm?
“Help me! Help me!”
“It’s okay, it’s okay.”
“Save the Demon King! Save the Demon King!”
“Oh hey, it’s okay.”
“Why are you trying to kill me, my lord? Valquier, what do you mean? You know who the Valkier is! When they see demons, they are eager to kill them!”
“Don’t imitate the elves.”
“No, no! I’m dying! Priests will kill me! Help me! I want to live!”
“Because it’s okay. If I kill you, he will die to me.”
“It’s after I die! After that!”
“Haaa.”
Eventually, Ewald pulled Usbel by the arm and stopped in place. She was Usbel, who was almost in her madness, but was caught by her Ewald, and she turned her tear-filled face to Ewald.
Ewald’s hand went up to Usbel’s head, who was crying with her very pitiful face. For a moment, Usbel flinched at her, but Ewald stroked her head with her large hand.
“I won’t let anyone touch you.”
“… To?”
With a faint but sure smile, Ewald resolutely opened his mouth.
“Don’t worry.”
“Whip, whimper. Really, master?”
“… Don’t say sniff sniff with his mouth.”
“Really? Really? You’re not going to let me kill you?”
“… Are you answering the sixth? Because I can’t touch you.”
“Okay, okay. I will believe you, Master.”
Usbel, who was drinking in his nose with swollen eyes from how much he had cried, looked up at Ewald,
“Hey, some runny nose.”
Ewald blew Usbel’s nose.
Is there a star because it is tied? Ewald tucked his handkerchief into his pocket and turned his head away.
“Is that it?”
Ewald stepped lightly on the stone steps leading to the temple. And Goosebumps ran through his whole body, and Usbel, who had become the skin of a plucked chicken, began walking stiffly to the temple.
“Blessings of the light.”
A priest he had never seen greeted him without hesitation, and Niebald also bowed his chin and greeted him.
The priest then goes on his way without a word.
“Hyuaaa.”
“Because it’s okay. Don’t be nervous.”
“Ji, ji, now long, don’t be nervoushahahaha…”
Usubel, who was distorting her face to try to laugh somehow, desperately held on to her consciousness as she was on the verge of going insane.
I can’t.
“Get up.”
“That, that, what happens?”
Without further ado, Ewald bent his knees and held out his broad back to Usbel. Immediately after that, Usbel collapsed on Ewald’s back.
“Oh right. When I tell you to smile later, smile.”
“A polarity. That, I’ll see you.”
At first glance, it looks like a big father carrying his daughter on his back up the mountain. Besides, doesn’t Ewald have a pretty warm face?
The priests walking around the temple greeted Ebalt with smiles involuntarily at her warm appearance, but they had to tilt their heads at the ugly face of Usbel, whose chin was shaking hard enough to break her teeth.
In addition, when I looked behind me, my upper body was tied up tightly.
The priests with pitiful expressions each bowed their heads.
“I wish you well. Valkier’s protection to you two.”
“Ew each one.”
“… What happened to this little thing?”
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Sometimes there were priests with tears in their eyes. In an absurd situation, Ewald couldn’t even smile properly and lowered his head shyly, moving upwards.
“Chuck clack clap.”
“I’m going to bite my tongue. Can I get you something to put on your mouth?”
“Ugh, pip, pip, tweak, mush!”
Usbel desperately endured Ewald’s clothes. It is quite good for the demon king who entered the temple of Valkier, the god of brilliance and glory and the main god of the heavens.
But Usbel looked like a fish drowned alive in boiling oil.
“Everything has come.”
Usbel, who had reached his limit, looked around him at Ewald’s words. My vision shook for a long time due to the trembling, but when I came across a building that looked like it was built with pure white light, I started to tremble with a force I had never seen before.
And Ewald bounced back once and tapped Usbel’s leg.
“Laugh.”
“Oh ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!”
The main hall of the Valkier Temple. As soon as Ebalt thrust his foot into the temple, where light radiated from all sides, the light dimmed with a whooping sound. The sound, which started softly, turned into a vibration as the sound gradually lowered and began to shake the walls of the temple.
“Smile more. Louder.”
“Oh, heck, hey, hey, hey, hey…”
Uh?
My throat was loosened.
“Kyahahahaha!”
“Hey! Priests!”
It’s an emergency. I don’t know what happened, but the brilliance of the main hall went out in an instant, and the building started to shake. Judging that it would not be a normal thing, all the priests around them gathered in the main hall.
“What is this?”
“Mo, I don’t know. The light is fading.”
Of course. Because a demon has entered the hall. Ewald looked around him with an evil smile.
People flock like bees. No, the priests are flocking. Some even appeared with holy weapons. It’s probably dozens of people.
And Usbel gave up his life and started laughing like crazy.
“Kyaaahahahahaha!”
“Who are you!”
Only then did the priests feel a strange energy emanating from them.
A terrifying feeling came from the lanky man and the little kid on his back. There was no way that the priests of Valkier, who claimed to be priests of light, were unaware of this feeling.
“Who are you?”
All attention turned to Ewald and Usbel. Some were armed, others had already begun to pray. To her suffocating horror, Usbel wanted to put her mind at ease, but Ewald swooped back and looked behind her.
Then I whispered. At the same time, Usbel shook her head at breakneck speed.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, no, master. Really die I really die.”
“Are you okay. I will protect you.”
Ewald let out a thunderous roar with an evil face.
“With Demon King Usbel!”
Oops, I don’t know
“You are the owner!”
* * *
“It’s Demon King Usbel!”
A group of only priests, the priesthood. Of course, all of them, who were holding a relic or a rosary, took it out.
Usbel, who saw that, was about to faint, but she couldn’t even faint comfortably at the sound of prayer that sounded like a spell.
Rather, I miss the ear-cry that Adele sang.
“This dirty thing! Did you come here knowing where we were!”
‘I know, these! It’s the Valkier Temple! Can’t you see I’m tied up? Are you going to crawl on my feet thinking I’m crazy?’
I couldn’t have come without knowing Usbel, who had been brought in because of her strict owner, felt like she was going to die because of her injustice.
Woo woo woo!
A priest standing in front of Balt brought his hands together to his chest. In an instant, an aura that was visibly formed rose into the air.
Usu Bell, who would rather just black out and die gracefully, began foaming at his mouth. Yes, you live like this.
However, a grin was drawn on Ewald’s face when he saw the aura created by the priest.
“Hi Goya.”
“Purify me!”
“Did you make that to come now?”
A ball of light flew towards Ewald. However, Ewald quickly shouted as he wrapped around the mana without moving.
“Óvirkan ekki Mana!”
A faint blue orb, barely visible to the naked eye, formed on Ebalt’s chest, then swelled in all directions to form a giant orb.
The shock, which was neither intense nor destructive, just like a slight breeze, pierced the temple and spread far away.
At the same time, the aura that was trying to swallow Ewald stopped in the air. Usubel, who thought she was going to live now, widened her eyes at her ridiculous scene, and the priest who blew her holy power and the priests around him were making faces of disbelief.
To be honest, Usbel wondered what the situation was like.
“Hey, Master, how is this…”
“I neutralized everything except for Mana.”
“Is that possible?”
Ewald nodded his head and smiled.
“Didn’t I tell you not to worry?”
Right away, Erado Ewald’s legs were holding on to Usu Bell, who was ready to cry, but now she just buried her face in Ewald’s wide back and let out whether she was laughing or crying. Don’t die Okay. It was to the point where I felt sorry for being slightly suspicious of Ewald.
Whether Usbel said it or not, Ewald walked towards the aura that was suspended in the air step by step. Then he stabbed her aura with the tip of her finger.
The aura popped like a soap bubble burst and disappeared. The priest who created her aura staggered behind her at this laughable situation, but Ewald lifted Usbel on her back and took a deep breath.
“Now, priests, attention, attention! Well, I’m not here for something else.”
Ewald grinned at the priests who looked at him as if they were monsters amid the exhilarating tension.
“Go quickly and bring out the high priest.”