Chapter 80 – Heretic Saint, Forbidden Nun (13)
11. Heretic Saint, Forbidden Nun (13)
Just before, she bad-mouthed Kaya and Sestia, but she didn’t feel like lashing out at Shay for blowing a turn. It was because she just thought for a moment that she really didn’t know anymore. She wondered if her lethargy had passed on to me, or it was because I was in a state of encroachment instead of awakening unlike then. It was really fleeting for her, but she used to feel comfortable giving it all away.
‘It can’t be done. How many things did she not do? I can’t go looking in a place like this.’
That was really out of the question. She immediately gave up on the idea of giving up. Make sure to live and show Kaya and Shay the taste of K-food, play The Long Terror, introduce you to the culture of the modern world, earn money and move to a nice house and have sex all day…
‘I’m really, it wasn’t revealed, but I guess I wasn’t a crazy person from the beginning. Crazy about sex I guess I didn’t know because it was crowded in the corner of the room.’
Still, judging from how he maintained his reason, it seemed like he was fine so far. It’s not like he’s gone ‘intemperate’ like Sextia, but his mind is just a bit ‘confused’, so wouldn’t it be okay?
He raised his axe. The ax was clean as if it had never been used. It seemed that the masked man had even sucked the blood from the axe.
Goal is inevitable.
Swinging my axe, I branded him once again.
[Eugene deals 1 damage to Findley, High Priest of Terror.]
[Remaining HP 246/248]
[Stigma lasts for 3 turns.]
[As long as the stigma is maintained, all physical damage is amplified by 25%.]
The stigma was essential for monsters who were already bloody pigs. So, as a sun turn job, I had no choice but to spend my first turn as a brand. However, it was a really painful development for me, who had the highest average damage, to spend two turns with a brand.
‘He has stamina, and his defense is 7.’
Turn passed. The masked man who forcibly drew the eyes of our warriors saw us and split them again. Fuck you.
[The speed of Kaya and the High Priestess of Fear Findley are the same.]
However, Kaya’s self-indulgent climax had an unintended effect, leading to a speed roll against the Masked One.
[Speed roll]
Kaya: 4
High Priest of Terror Findlier: 4
Is this Kaya? What is this deep meaning?
[Speed roll]
Kaya: 3
High Priest of Terror Findlier: 4
[The High Priest of Terror, Findlier’s turn will precede Kaya’s turn.]
Huh… Then it is. Why did you expect
“What the fuck are you doing, you asshole.”
“Having all these low-level stigmas taken, what a variety of experiences it is. Good, very good Try struggling more like that.”
At least her previous turn would have made sense if Kaya had beaten her speed roll, but it was nothing, and the masked bastard wiggled his limbs in exaggerated gestures. The intent of ridicule was palpable.
[Can’t avoid my ears]
[The High Priest of Fear, Findlier, sows the fear of hearing.]
[All warriors are inflicted with a status abnormality ‘weak mentally and physically’ (1 turn).]
[Shay Mentality – 6]
[Kaya mentality -5]
[Eugene mentality -5]
[Cestia Mentality -5]
However, such an exaggerated motion only made me feel bad, but the sharp dagger hidden in the motion scared me.
‘Mind weak… Shit, that bastard seems to be going to attack unconditionally next turn.’
In other words, the mental and physical weakness of the abnormal state was a state of being subject to all damage. ‘All’ damage, of course, also included mentality damage.
‘Provocation also wide-area provocation, Divenddo wide-area deveth. Then, the attack is also a wide area…’
Fucking fear abandonment voyeurism fucking pervert.
You’re probably stuck somewhere deep in a dungeon, did you really want to come down to the ground? Even on a woman’s body? Uh? Did you want to masturbate with your sacred pussy?
What? Is there no place in the world without fear? Ha, turn the horse, you pervert bastard.
No matter how much I picked the highest difficulty and got caught up in it, even though The Long Terror was a fucking game from the beginning… It wasn’t that it was more difficult on the hard difficulty level, but it seemed like the fucking malice was harassing me.
Since I’m in a state of encroachment now, I thought I’d rather all this be my paranoia.
“Kaya.”
“…”
“Why are you looking at me like that, you don’t even answer.”
“Captain, I will also…”
“What?”
“… No. It’s nothing.”
Kaya let out an unpleasant comment and trudged forward. It wasn’t for pace, and it wasn’t the usual explosive sprint. From the back of her face, she could clearly see that she was tired or sullen.
[Everything according to God’s will]
[Kaya deals 9 damage to Findley, High Priest of Terror.]
[Remaining HP 237/248]
“Sorry.”
“…”
What do you have to be sorry for How many critical hits and how many instant kills have you done so far? Right? You showed such a big success that I laughed at my first thought, which I thought was a tier 2 level at best. What are you sorry about? It wasn’t trolling, it was just a normal hit. 9 is not bad damage to a boss who has received a defense buff. If it wasn’t for that bastard’s stamina of 248. The fact that your face is crushed and half-blooded with a single blow of a mace, you may be strong, but there are also those who are relatively weak.
Numerous comforting words filled my throat. But it never came out of my mouth.
Damn, it was useless at all in the current situation.
‘No, no. It just seems like Kaya will only feel more guilty if she awkwardly comforts her…’
Really?
‘What?’
Isn’t it because Kaya, who ignored my instructions and acted on her own, was annoying? Wasn’t she disappointed?
‘Shut up.’
I don’t know if it’s correct to say that I ignored it, but I ignored it anyway. I never thought of it as the voice of my heart. I thought it was a whisper from the devil. Is Kaya annoying? Are you disappointed? Couldn’t it be
“Ha, Hendrick-sama…”
“Put a hand of kindness on Shay.”
“Ha ha…”
“Right Now!”
“Yes yes!”
[Cestia grants Shay a status ailment called ‘Warm Kindness’ (3 turns).]
[Shay’s attack power increases by 3.]
[Damage against monsters with ‘Fear’ is increased by 15%.]
[Critical hit chance increases.]
[Speed increases by 1 when killing a monster.]
I hit Sestia’s side chest, which kept clinging to it. Unlike Kaya and Shay in her heavy armor, and me in her greaves, Sestia was wearing a nun’s uniform, so her touch was transmitted as it was. She followed her instructions by covering the area that had been hit, but Kaya’s mentality went down in the process. Conversely, the slight increase in Sestia’s mentality wasn’t her fucking absurdity.
My head was pounding because of Sestia, who was becoming more and more ‘intemperate’ and Kaya, who was ‘obsessed’. I had to change the situation before these bitches became more tasteful and destroyed themselves.
So, I made a decision before Cestia’s turn was completely over. Destroying a fine artifact not because of lack of khan, but because of Shay’s speed of 1 seemed like bloody tears, but what can I do. It was better than falling behind.
“Artifact, destroys the faith of absurd resistance.”
[The artifact ‘Irrational Faith of Resistance’ is destroyed.]
She heard the sound of glass breaking in her head, and it seemed that the intangible energy that had been holding her down had dissipated slightly. As the absurd conviction of resistance was destroyed, Shay’s Speed 1, which was eating away at it, returned.
Speed 0 and 1. It wasn’t just a difference of 1.
Her 0 speed debuff on Shay, who already had a chance of giving up her turn due to her lethargy debuff, ‘reverse correction is applied to all of her actions’, was virtually the same as making her her ghost. .
It only occupies a seat, because with a high probability it will pass the turn without doing anything.
Leaving her as it is in the current situation meant giving up the fight.
[The fearful saintess Bestia is accepting the energy of the scapegoat.]
[The fearful saintess Bestia skips her turn.]
[There is 1 turn left until the Holy Maiden of Terror activates.]
[Remaining HP 237/248]
In the meantime, Bestia’s turn passed. It was absurd that she already had 1 turn left without doing anything. The masked bastard was still splitting the thread, and the dark red light surrounding Bestia created an even more dangerous atmosphere.
“Shay! Wake up!”
“Captain, sir… ?”
“Get up! You don’t have to fight!”
“Ah.”
“We went through all the hardships to get here! But if you sit down here, you’re talking nonsense!”
“Ah.”
“Shay!”
“I know. I know. You can stop talking.”
Shay staggered to her feet. But the anger on her face and her confidence were long gone. In her place, there was only a helpless woman who was fighting a ‘battle without a win.’ She seemed to insist that whatever she stood up, she was forced to because of her orders.
I also destroyed the artifact for some reason. How anxious I was to accept you and care for you!
I grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her back. It was a waste of every minute and every second, but seeing that expression and attitude, I couldn’t help but say this.
“You did that last time! Now it has to be me, there is no other man like me! Either publicly or privately! But are you going to be so helpless already? Was your goal light enough to give up so easily? The heresy you hated so much! Of all the guys I’ve ever met, the tallest looking guy is right in front of me!”
“…”
“The man you desperately wanted! The captain you longed for is speaking! Get up! Fight back! Please protect us!!!”
“…”
“The end of my destiny is definitely not here! At the end of my true destiny, you will be with me! Forever, ever! Therefore… !”
I could see Shay’s hand holding the Claymore slowly gaining strength.
“I, we… Shay, I can’t do without you.”
There was nothing more to say. She went back to her place. Even at this moment, time is passing, and when Bestia wakes up, that much weight will be added. Still, I decided that stimulating Shay was a necessary act, and I did not regret it.
Now it depended entirely on Shay’s mental strength.
‘Shay. Genius Shay. Beautiful shay. A kind and caring Shay. Reliable Shay. And the brave Shay.’
Shay stepped in front of her. At least she was relieved that she hadn’t given up on the turn. Her stimulation worked.
The important thing now was how much damage it inflicted.
Shay ignored the man in the black mask staring at her. Her gaze lingered on Bestia floating in the air for a moment. What was she thinking while looking at Bestia? How do you feel?
Hate enough to tear you limb from limb? Sympathy?
I don’t know.
However, a silver glow began to emanate from Shay’s Claymore. Half of the brilliance became a new blade and connected to the existing claymore, and the other half stretched out into the air and became a giant scale.
What she unfolded was her 1st skill, Justice Enforcement.
[Justice Enforcement]
“Stat lux caelum et (with light on all sides)…”
Is it.
Is it just that she’s just executing her own justice?
“Justus justitia (fair justice).”
A Claymore with a silver glow cut off the scale’s chains. The corner of the mouth of the masked bastard, who had been constantly showing ridicule at the existence of the balance that was falling in an instant, stiffened. He was muttering something while holding his head up, looking quite flustered.
Whether he did it or not, Shay’s justice met the horror head-on.
Kwaaaaang-!!!!
[Destructive blow!]
[Shay inflicted 28 damage to the fearful Saint Bestia.]
[Remaining HP 209/248]
[Shay dealt 22 damage to Findley, High Priest of Terror.]
[Remaining HP 187/248]
[The embers of hope that had been extinguished start to burn again in the hearts of the warriors.]
[Shay Mentality +7]
[Kaya mentality +7]
[Eugene mentality +8]
[Sestia Mentality +8]
Her justice.
It was very powerful.
