Chapter 117 – #5. Delen and Black and White (20)
Iron, iron, iron.
‘It’s a good spot.’
A well-grown bush and a shady space without a single light. On the ground was a pile of tall brush that grew almost to eye level, and in the air, the view was blocked by thick trees, making it perfect for a person being chased to hide.
Delenn, who is enjoying unwanted fame as a wanted criminal, has shed his leather armor. The armor and the cloth clothes worn inside were all red with blood that I did not know whose it belonged to. If there were a lot of people who wanted to take advantage of the huge bounty, dozens of people a day attacked them, and as you can infer from Delenn being alive and well, they all died or were in a half-dead state. It was a monstrous potential, but Delen was also left with various scars.
‘It’s fortunate.’
Although being discovered and being tracked is the worst situation, one good thing is that there is little cooperation between pursuers. Even though the Church’s chasing squad and bounty hunters were chasing the same goal, they were just south and south. And even among the money-only bounty hunters, there was no collective cooperation at all. This is because, of course, the larger the number, the smaller the pie. They had not yet had the urge to eat even a small piece of pie. Although they were hunters, they made the grave mistake of underestimating their prey.
In conclusion, Delenn only had to deal with at most five or six pursuers at once. And as the results prove, that number didn’t work at all for the monster named Delren. Although the monster suffered minor wounds, it never suffered a single serious injury.
Ugh…
“Whoa…”
A faint light emanated from Delen’s hand. Healing magic that only a few of the Paladins can use. Even though he was only half able to heal himself, that alone was enough to accomplish the miracle that made the impossible possible.
The affected area bathed in the healing light healed remarkably quickly. The white and clean skin slowly filled the place where red blood flowed from dents, tears, and tears. More than a hundred pursuers have already found and attacked Dellen, but she always greeted the enemies in good shape without major injuries. She had to bear a lot of fatigue from using healing magic, but of course it was much better than being injured.
After her healing was over, she slumped down and closed her eyes in a comfortable position.
‘I still don’t know.’
I didn’t understand.
She gave up her divine power and trained her mana anew in order to escape from prison. Her divine power and mana were comparable to her left-handed and right-handed, and it was the orthodoxy and common sense that if one was used, the other could not be used. So she thought that neither Delen nor she would ever be able to use her paladin powers again.
However, during her fugitive life, she felt the divine power still residing in her body, and in an instant she was restored to her former state. Unexpectedly, she gradually got used to her ambidextrous life, and it wasn’t long before she fully regained the paladin’s unique defensive and restorative magic. In this way, Delenn created a miracle by using her mana and her divine power in combination to defeat the many cult hunters and bounty hunters.
‘It’s divine power…’
Divine power. Holy spirit. A special and sacred power that is allowed to those who are honest, faithful and righteous. An auspicious power that cannot be compared to anything like ‘Mana’. God’s gift and special protection given to believers. A noble power that must be used for the right thing.
Delenn learned about her divine power during her apprenticeship.
‘Dog sound.’
But in reality, it was just another energy in a horizontal position with mana. As proof of that, he abandoned his faith and became a renegade, but he is still using his divine power.
And Delen wasn’t the only evidence either. Various scum of the corrupt church. For example, the Cardinal, the Heretic Questioner, the senior Paladins who violated him… Even those fallen people wielded divine power as if it were natural. Divine power was not pure or noble power. Anyone who knows how to write can handle it… It’s just energy, nothing special.
Delenn dreamed of becoming a paladin after seeing his father, a theologian he admired, or the paladins in glittering armor he had seen as a child. Her religiousness was close to her yearnings and fantasies, and after those fantasies were shattered, her superficial religiousness turned into her hatred. She became more and more cynical about religion, and she changed her mind to become almost an atheist.
If there really is a god, if Hirak, the god of justice and discipline, exists, then a world full of trash like this cannot exist.
There is no god. Even if it exists, it is not the kind of absolute good that humans hold up. Either they do not fundamentally intervene in the human world, or they have a completely different mindset from what humans think.
‘I must be right.’
Delen’s heart, once pure, was already blackened even before she became her prisoner. Fortunately, not all of her good side was blackened, but at least her religiousness evaporated completely. And the space that her piety occupied was filled with Delenn’s malice. Its malice savagely tore through the cult’s dogs and pursuers, and Delen gradually reveled in their pain.
‘This is how I look… Not bad.’
Delen, a young girl who aspired to become a paladin, has already died. Now that she’s treated rather than a villain she likes herself and she likes her. The black ‘malice’ that settled in her mind was now familiar.
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Saaak!
Teeing!
Her sword, which cut through her air sharply and struck down, ricocheted away in vain. Delen’s defensive magic, which she drew with her divine power, could not be scratched with a single blade.
“What the fuck… Aww!”
“…”
Tuwaak!
It sounded like a leather pouch and the hard lump inside it bursting. Delen wordlessly struck down her mace, splitting the man’s skull. Her oval head was sunk almost halfway and contorted into a semicircle. The leather helmet with a thin iron plate inside was hard enough to block arrows, but it couldn’t block even the energy of young mana like a haze in the mace.
Fuck!
Another sharp plosive. An arrow grazed Delen’s ear lobe. The small wind created by the arrow blew the side of Delen’s hair lightly. An archer with a bow was seen in the distance. As soon as the colleague who was engaged in close combat with the enemy collapsed, he immediately started attacking. It had been bothering him since before, so Delenn glared at her archer through her wide field of vision, as if she were going to pierce her archer with her eyes.
“Yes. Let’s try it.”
Delenn grinned and took his knife from the body of the man he had just killed instantly. Then he closed his one eye, as if measuring the distance, and stood up. The archer, who felt something cold, put an arrow on the bowstring again, but it was his huge mistake in judgment.
Shoot aaaaa!
Fu-wook!
“Kkeureu! Kreureu…”
The archer’s neck was pierced by a sword thrown so fast that he could not even react. Blood poured out of his mouth and throat, making a boiling sound. Before long, he collapsed onto the cold floor as a corpse.
Complete win.
Delenn took a look at the two corpses he had killed earlier and the two he had just killed, then licked his lips.
‘I didn’t enjoy it very much.’
“Ah…”
Aware of her bloodthirsty look, Dellen shook her head in shock. Even though they are happy with their pain, the host and guest should not be evangelized. They tried to kill themselves first, and in the process of fighting in self-defence, they are having a little fun. You cannot fight for the purpose of enjoying their suffering. This was the last line of conscience that could not be yielded.
‘Wake!’
The inner ‘white heart’ pricked Delen’s heart. Her heart stung at the reprimand, but at the same time…
It was thrilling.
For some reason, Delen’s eyes seemed hazy as he stood blankly.
