Chapter 26 – Church (11)
Save me, those words were enough.
Einstein was coldly brainwashed.
“I didn’t even have to warn you three times. You know you’ll cross the line.”
Tumble.
He walks
To the cardinals and bishops.
The darkroom was thrown into chaos at the unexpected appearance of the hero.
Mavlov was also taken aback.
Why did the hero who had to take the test of the holy sword arrive here?
Even if he finished the exam quickly, this place was forbidden to outsiders.
A hero arriving in such a place?
What are the paladins doing now to prepare for such a time?
There was no way that all of the Paladins of the Order could have been subdued by just one person.
In an attempt to buy time for them to come, Mable Rope tried to open his mouth.
“Warrior… Ouch?”
Squeak.
The warrior approached before I knew it and cut off Mablelov’s wrist.
It was an outspoken act, an act without hesitation.
His blood spurted like a fountain from his severed wrist.
Mavlov felt a sharp burning sensation on his skin.
In the meantime, he stretched out her hand towards her, perhaps trying to take her hostage by her side.
But it wasn’t Einstein to put it down.
His wrist on the other side was also amputated.
It was a very neat craft.
Mavlov’s hands rolled on the floor fleetingly.
He gritted his teeth and stepped back.
“Euuuuugh, warrior! What are you doing!”
Einstein replied by swinging the blood off his sword once.
“I guess that’s what I’m going to say.”
Passionate anger coiled in cold eyes.
It was never an awkward feeling.
It was restrained, condensed hostility.
Mable Loff tried to regenerate his severed hand using the sex method.
Contrary to intention, the hand did not regenerate easily.
It felt like someone was deliberately delaying my recovery.
He couldn’t help but be taken aback by the unexpected situation.
“Uh, why is the recovery… ?”
Einstein walked over to Marvlov with a calm face.
“Strong monsters have tough leather and good regenerative power. What should I do to kill those guys? It’s simple. You can either destroy the brain or make it unable to recover.”
“What nonsense is that!”
Einstein let out a sigh at Mablov’s cry.
“I wouldn’t say it was particularly difficult. I’m slow to understand. This means that I couldn’t play it.”
Mavlov’s face, always confident and triumphant, was crumpled.
Arya was surprised and mysterious by the sight.
Cardinal Marvlov believed that he would keep his composure in any situation.
It was the first time I had seen him show such a cornered face.
“Eh, do you think you’ll be fine even after doing this!”
At the urgent threatening remark, Einstein laughed cynically.
“Do you think you will be fine?”
“You crazy bastard!”
Einstein’s eyes glared at Mablelov fiercely.
It was a look full of murderous intent and bloody eyes.
“If someone hadn’t driven me crazy, I would have stayed calm.”
At his sarcasm, Mablov roared in a voice mixed with anger and fear.
“Others, on the subject of outsiders! What justification do you have for such a wicked thing!”
Abusive?
It was an outrageous word.
What they did to Arya was a legitimate thing with a cause.
“Is it morally okay to try to gang-rape a saint?”
“Shut up! There are reasons for that…”
What moment was it
In an instant, it was Einstein standing in front of Marvlov.
He deftly tripped over Mablelov’s legs and entered the mount.
“Ughhh!”
He tossed and turned his body, turning his face red.
But Einstein, like a stout giant tree, did not budge.
“There is no such thing as such. In any case, everything is just an excuse.”
It is a voice full of ridicule and hatred.
“To be arrogant and arrogant, to dare to mock me… !”
I’m sorry.
A heavy, blunt fist punched Mavlov in the face.
Einstein looks at the man beneath him with an expressionless face like a doll.
“I was hoping someone would beat you.”
“Who dares!”
“Who is it?”
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
Einstein mercilessly struck down with his fist.
It was a punch that was strong enough to turn your face into porridge.
Nearby bishops could only watch the scene with bated breath.
I was overwhelmed by the atmosphere.
Arya also watched the process blankly.
How right was it
It was around the time that Mablov was struggling without even letting out a groan.
“… Please stop.”
The young boy’s voice echoed in the darkroom.
Einstein stopped punching him and turned his head.
The boy, who received the gaze like a beast, felt his body shrink.
Boy, Makarov was afraid of Einstein.
There is nothing particularly strange about it.
Even the paladin, who is said to be the best in the church, feels a visceral fear of him.
It was too wild a murderous intent for a young boy to handle.
But he shouldn’t back down here.
It was for her own sake and also for Aria.
“Why should I?”
It was a poignant question.
Makarov calmed his trembling body and gazed at his warrior.
“… Otherwise, the hero will kill his father, no, the cardinal.”
“I guess so.”
Although Astein’s job is to kill monsters, he could kill any number of people if necessary.
And now the situation was congruent with the motive for his murder.
“That is not the right way. If you give in to the rage of the moment and mess with your work, the reputation and trust of the hero and the saintess will hit rock bottom. Therefore, the cardinal eminence must go through the proper formalities and procedures to investigate the crime, and receive the punishment accordingly.”
Einstein looked at Makarov, who was trembling with cold eyes.
“That’s a polished word.”
Makarov struggled to open his mouth.
“Yes, I know.”
“Fresh words are usually meaningless. Like the usual flattery of merchants.”
It was poignant and skeptical, but it was reality.
Makarov also understands.
So he had to insist even harder.
“However, the saintess’ situation or situation will not improve if she takes revenge in this way. On the contrary, the situation will only get worse. Doesn’t the warrior know that cause is important?”
A golden-haired boy who refutes without losing.
Those eyes are very straight.
Einstein shook his head in inward admiration.
“Arya told me to help.”
She said, “She asked to save herself, not to kill them all.”
This, too, made sense.
Einstein, momentarily speechless, gazed at the boy slowly.
“The reason you desperately run around with this human is because he is your father?”
Makarov bit his lip.
“He can’t profess that he doesn’t have that side. Even if I said no, the hero wouldn’t even believe me. However, the biggest reason is that the saintess, who is a victim, should not be transformed into an assailant.”
It wasn’t a smooth answer.
In the middle, the voice trembled, and the sound was out of tune.
However, Einstein felt a strange force in those words.
Victims should not be turned into perpetrators.
These are very heartbreaking words for a child to say.
“Aria.”
So Einstein sang an aria.
She was there to give her the final say.
“Yes, Mr. Einstein.”
“What do you want to do?”
“You mean that?”
“Yes, I want to ask your opinion.”
Arya was silent.
She and she looked around at the people around her.
Except for Einstein and Makarov, all of them ignored their will and forcibly committed crimes.
There could be no favorable feelings.
“… I, I want the cardinal dead. I wish everyone here would die too. Because it was hard, because it was painful, because it was painful.”
Every time he spoke, Einstein’s spirit became more ferocious, and in return, the bishops’ complexions became paler.
Makarov listened to Arya with a distressed expression on his face.
Arya continued.
“But… , So that shouldn’t be the case. That would be fooling around. That’s not the kind of saint Makarov followers long for. To say that she is a saint who wants everyone to die is absurd.”
Einstein stood up from her seat and looked at Arya.
“Never mind that and do whatever you want.”
Arya’s lips drew a thin crescent moon at Einstein’s thoughtful words, seemingly indifferent.
“Do you know that words make me more determined?”
“… ?”
“I want to be by the side of the caring Mr. Einstein. To do that, she needs the title of a saint.”
“I don’t care if you’re not a saint.”
“Because I want to help where I can.”
Einstein saw the cardinals he beat up.
In my mind, I want to kill.
But Arya doesn’t want that.
“You’re lucky.”
Squeak.
Einstein cut both of Mablelov’s eyes with a crosscut of his sword.
“It doesn’t kill, but it’s within the permissible range of making it lose its light.”
It caused him to lose his hand and eye.
Because it was a wound that was painstakingly healed, it would be difficult to recover even with the holy method.
There will be great obstacles in life in the future.
Einstein sighed.
Has this ended?
That was when I was trying to be relieved.
“Awesome!”
“Oops, the hero has lost his sight.”
It happened in an instant.
Bishop Rhonin grabbed Arya by the waist and pointed the dagger at his throat.
He was good at hiding her presence, so his response slowed down.
Einstein growled and glared at Ronin.
“You’re doing boring things to the end, religious man.”
“I’m not talking about you who overturned the long-awaited board.”
Bishop Ronin’s face was terribly distorted.
Like someone who realized that the long-awaited dinner was actually a hollow chaff.
“That’s what being a warrior is. Sprinkling ashes on finished food is a routine job.”
“You speak hatefully.”
Enemy.
The two men looked at each other with the young eyes of enemies.
Said Einstein.
“Arya, put the blade out of her neck, if she doesn’t want to die.”
“Then please leave her seat.”
“If you let Arya go, I’ll get out of the way.”
Ronin clicked his tongue and replied in a tone mixed with contempt.
“The negotiations are broken.”
Poo-wook.
Ronin stuck the dagger into Arya’s neck.
The metal cuts through the skin, severing muscle tissue and blood vessels.
Blood flowed.
Arya couldn’t even let out her dying scream and raised her eyes wide.
She then let her hair down.
Is she dead?
Are you Aria?
Einstein’s relaxed face turned grim in an instant.
He immediately prepared to run, but the ronin pulled the dagger from Arya’s nape and shook her index finger while holding her bloody dagger.
“Stop. Because you are still alive.”
“… Say something sensible, you bastard.”
It was a trembling voice, as if suppressed anger would explode at any moment.
Ronin answered while recovering his composure.
“I am not lying. Ah, I’m offering this in case you misunderstand, but the saintess is a person with outstanding holy power, so a knife like this will not lead to death. Because her life force is tough. Still, since he’s a human, stabbing him a few more times would be dangerous.”
Einstein was in trouble.
She was Aria with her blood pouring from her throat even now with her sobbing.
“Let Aria go, now.”
“Haha, do you think you’d let go of my lifeline?”
It was a really dirty feeling.
Einstein caught a glimpse of the aristocratic boy who had stolen his older sister from Ronin.
The hero spoke to Ronin as if chewing and spitting it out.
“I must kill you.”
“This is scary, warrior.”
Ronin slowly moved toward the door to the darkroom that Einstein had destroyed.
“But you must be scared too, Arya dying.”
I hate to refute it, but it was true.
As Einstein, I didn’t want to lose someone precious to me in vain.
“Originally, I expected you to be disillusioned with Arya’s appearance, but it’s unfortunate that she’s stronger than I thought. Ah, if I had had a little more ending, the story would have been a little more pleasant. I never thought time would be so tight.”
Einstein asked as he followed the retreating Ronin.
“What are you going to do with Arya?”
“Um, I plan to confine you in a secret place to remind you of despair. Now that things have become like this, it would be better to avoid external activities. It’s a bit different from what I had planned, but I’m still in the position that I have to come up with something to come up with…”
Einstein frowned.
“Like a disgusting bastard, even the idea is disgusting.”
At Einstein’s beating, Ronin laughed and twirled her dagger.
“It is overrated. So, until when are you planning to follow me?”
“Until you let go of the aria.”
Ronin’s snake-like eyes curved into a curve.
“Do you really want Arya to die?”
“If you listen to it as a talking tail, you seem to have a deep attachment to Arya, but can you really kill her?”
Suddenly Ronin burst into laughter.
It was the kind of laugh he couldn’t stand because he was amused.
“Ah, yes. Attachment. I am deeply attached.”
The ronin paused for a couple of breaths before speaking again.
“But it is. Wouldn’t it be better to break something I can’t have?”
Einstein felt the chill.
Her opponent’s eyes are infinitely serious.
It is safe to say that what is contained therein is madness.
She was someone who could actually do what she said.
‘Damn it.’
It was an out-and-out call made by carelessness.
There is no means.
Should I just let go of her hand and watch Arya get kidnapped?
Shouting out loud to save you?
It’s pathetic.
-Looks like it’s difficult.
Suddenly, a voice was heard.
“… Keugh?”
The ronin let out an unexpected moan and missed the aria.
At some point, a holy sword flew from behind and pierced Ronin’s shoulder blade.
Why did the holy sword fly all the way here? That wasn’t an important issue.
Thanks to that, I got a gap.
It was not Einstein who would miss this.
He grabbed his sword.
Power and mana are condensed and condensed.
Gathered the maximum firepower that could be released at the moment.
A sword that creates waves like a beating heart.
A black aura came over the sword.
It looked like a black star blazing.
It’s all because of you.
Arya’s self-harm.
The fact that Arya looked at her.
The fact that Arya acted as if she had given up somewhere.
Everything, everything happened because you existed.
It happened because you suppressed her freedom.
So i’ll get rid of it
Allow her to move forward with her
Don’t dwell on the past.
“Go away, ghost bastard.”
Einstein reached Ronin’s close range at high speed.
Having been pierced by the holy sword, he has no means to resist.
Einstein swings his sword.
Ronin just looks at the scene.
Scenery that flows slowly like a slow video.
He thought
‘Aria, I wanted to see you in anguish a little longer.’
A black flash came upon Ronin.
That was the last sight he saw.
