Eat the World Tree 752

Chapter 752 - External Work (2)

Regardless of good or evil.

Sometimes they become evil themselves.

Moreover, where does faith in a God who is not omnipotent and omnipotent come from?



[Perpatua Savich]



A girl who loved the world.

When the woman who represented her god's will died suddenly, everyone laid down her arms her, and even her government her, which had different views, did not spare her expressions of condolences.


A story of a woman who did her best in her position.

Videos of her activities in Per Patua were spread around the world through mass media.


The place where Per Patua, who took over her position as a saint, made her first appearance was during a civil war in the Middle East.


"If you ask why I was able to endure... "I don't have anything to answer."


The girl in the classic mechanical box was scratching her cheek with a worried face.


Burn marks on the back of her hand. The skin on her face is festering. Left alone in her remote village under fire and without any support, the saint managed to achieve a miracle.

The girl who walked around the battlefield and burned her body was only fifteen.


"It's obvious and boring, but I just did what I wanted to do."


There is no reason for anyone in the world to be hurt.

These were the words that Per Patua lived by her in her mouth her.


"I was born in a war zone. I grew up seeing a lot of people die. Even if they love each other, they're at a loss, but they're pointing their swords at each other with grim faces. "I know the reason, but it's sad."


Depending on the environment, a person can become as evil as possible.

Likewise, humans were also beings who could give love to others at any time, depending on the environment.


"Actually, everyone knows. But there are many more people who cannot live like that."


When dark-eyed people hate, fight, and try their best to bite each other.

Per Patua was just more forgiving, tolerant, and loving toward humans than others.


She had no intention of imposing the life principles she had set for herself,

Wouldn't it be possible to have some hope just by knowing that an exemplary person exists?


However.


Among those who accepted the ambiguity of good and evil, those who always suffered were those who sought to be on the good side.


─Suyeon, I don't always make the right choices. In places I can't reach, I eventually close my eyes and give up... It is a sin that cannot be washed away.


─This is especially true for people who have been stigmatized as heretics. There was nothing I could do. Not only can we not find out whether it is a stigma or not, but we have to watch such people cry and die until the end.


Is that person really a sinner?

This was an unavoidable question for her as she tried to embrace even her twisted evil.


─It's difficult. There are many unknowns. For this part, we have to rely on the World Tree. But sometimes... I also want to dig into it myself.


I can also become someone's enemy.

Perpatua scolded herself severely for bringing up something that she wasn't certain.

The goodness of the young saint that Su-yeon grew up with was shining as if it would never go out.


The night the news of Perpatua's death was delivered.


Suyeon had a nightmare.


Narrow and dark alley. The sound of car horns blaring on the way home from work, and the neon signs blurring.

Perpatua captured by large men, buried in the noise of the city.

Even when he was holding her hair and strangling her to death. Per Patua put her hands together and prayed for the man who raped her.


'... 'What are you doing?'


Heat rises to the top of her head, she draws her sword and runs towards the alley.

When the horrified Perpatua's clothes her tore and her pure white flesh her she flew out, the body of the precious saint whom she would not allow to anyone began to be defiled.

Surprisingly, Su-yeon's sword finally arrived, and instead of cutting through the man's body, it passed through it, and Su-yeon fell to the dirty floor.


How can you live in such a dirty and filthy place? .

How can human beings, who are agents of the world tree, suffer such a cruel situation?


A woman who was praised by the world was grabbed by the waist by a tramp whose name she did not know, and she was scared to death.

Su-yeon was so angry that she couldn't bear it at that absurd situation.


'Why.'


Perpatua has lived a better life than anyone else.


'Stop, please. Please...'


The disgusting sight of being violated by a man made me feel nauseous.

If there is a God, why doesn't he use his power for these people?

Neither Saku nor Perpatua could avoid this terrible situation.


Tinnitus in my ears is spreading. The sound of her flesh striking her was like the sound of metal scraping.


"... "I do it."


Perpatua's voice lingers in my ears until the end,


"I'm sorry."


Putting her hands together in prayer and calling to the man,

It was an indescribably cruel forgiveness.
















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"Perpatua is dead?"


She couldn't believe her ears when she heard Alba's message late at night.


"I guess you didn't know? I thought it might have been you who did it."

"No, I can't."


The kingdom that had suppressed the rebellion was now about to officially ascend to the throne.

In order to declare a legitimate nation, it is overwhelming to prepare laws and rules, restore the land devastated by war, and resolve the accumulated resentment between lovers. What kind of sound does that sound like a thunderbolt?


Alba looked at my face, wrinkled the tip of her nose, as if she quietly doubted me.


"The only time to turn yourself in is now."

"... To sum up what my sister said, I started doing government work in the morning and took care of you guys in the evening. Go to Korea secretly. "You mean you killed the representative of the World Tree?"


If that is possible, I am a god.

Just a little while ago, we were training together with a bastard.

There were a lot of things that I had not been able to learn from posture to how to handle demonic energy, so Ebony was very excited by the excellent lecture that touched sensitive areas, but it was very unfair to be accused of this.


“Really? Really?”

"... What's the matter. What the hell."

"Just a joke. Why do you take it so seriously?"

"If I tell a joke twice, I'll die."


When her legs relaxed and she sat down on the sofa, Alba giggled and stroked my thigh with a playful expression.


"Well, I knew it wasn't. If it were you, I would definitely have subjugated rather than killed."


That too.

Perpatua is not an ordinary giant.


She is one of the few people in this gutter-like world who deserves the title of 'saint,' and if she were to make a mistake, she could become a major philanderer.


'No. She said she touched that woman. Who?'


Even in my own kingdom, there were many people who received help from Perpatua.


In the Balkan Peninsula, where she was born, she is actually more well-known than the world's tree, and even public sentiment toward Flower is friendly.

The second leaf is called the conscience of the flower. Canna went so far as to publicly express her respect to Per Patua.


"If you're asking me that... "The cause of death is."

"Gansal."

"Oh my god."


The job was a lot bigger than I thought.

Even if it had been a simple accident, the whole world would have woken up and searched for the culprit with bloodshot eyes. It ended horribly in the worst possible way.


"You know very well that this is the worst way."

"It seems like there are some thorns in your words?"

"Isn't it similar to back then? "Dongbaek or something."


It's more than that.


Camellia, which was one of the four noble trees, also had a fairly high social status and received a lot of trust, but to different degrees.


This is not the time to save face. It might be better to express an official position.


I looked at the article on my cell phone and, sure enough, the whole town was in an uproar with the terrible news from Perpatua.

Why did the World Tree quickly announce this fact?

As an agent of the World Tree, there was no possibility of her getting caught up in a simple crime, and she was right to think that it was either Flower's work or the World Tree's own play.


"Even if they frame me for it... It wouldn't have been an easy decision."

"Do you have any guesses?"

"Well, that's fine. It wouldn't be strange if it was a flower or a world tree. "What do you think, sister?"

"I'll leave it to you this time."


It is true that Perpatua's reputation is high within the Flower camp, but Flower's power her is not centralized.

In particular, if Cistus had lost his mind, he would have been able to do this without any hesitation.


'On the contrary.'


There was a good possibility that the World Tree had done this.

The main forces of the moderate faction preparing for reform were Perpatua, the representative of the World Tree of Sacrifice, and Azelin, the representative of the World Tree of Prosperity.

Although they are now cooperating with each other due to the external war, other world beasts, conscious of the division of her power, may have purged her.



"Did they catch us collaborating with the church behind the scenes? Otherwise... There's no need to hit it this fast."


Although it was a weak force, the moderate church also had a knighthood that could sufficiently suppress Flower.


Right now, Jeong Si-woo is just on the side of justice. Because I was closer to the moderates.

The fact that they were punished in an unethical manner was also a thorn in the side.


"... "I guess I should make my position clear first."

"Will you really believe me?"

"Whether you believe it or not, there is a big difference between saying it and not saying it."


Rape = King Mokryeong's formula is not wrong.

In fact, as far as I know, I was the only one who had the justification and power to threaten such a big man.


Right before I got caught up in something unexpected.


Aside from that, I personally thought Perpatua's death was sad.

Although I had never been a part of her story her in my life, I was familiar with her work her in Per Patua her preaching her love her.


A woman who, unlike me, kept her beliefs until the end.

As someone who fell down on a slope and started a route, he was someone I couldn't help but respect a little.











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A week has passed since I returned.


A lot of big and small things have happened in the meantime, and when I organize them in chronological order. The first thing to consider was the behavior of the dog.


The bead that didn't want to fall from my body with a shameless face mk.II

I crossed the line of patience like a tightrope and was eventually taken to the Room of Truth by my angry lovers.


-It's not possible. I'll be with Siheon! Siheon! Siheon!!

-Shut up and come back, dog.

-I don't want to be scolded by my concubine. Siheon, this is something you, as a man, must firmly decide... Ugh!


Bang.


An hour after the door was closed, the branches that weren't there had grown and grown.

In particular, I must have heard something harsh from what I said to Seyoung. It seemed like he had received proper education from her, as he looked at Seyoung's face and noticed her.


-Conduct.

-I listen to my sisters carefully...


The guy who wanted to become the head of the dragon became the youngest under the pressure of strong women.

It was very appropriate to say that it was not a world for three days, but a world for three hours.

Dajeong, who was quietly watching behind me, automatically moved to the top of the dog.


Afterwards, he devoted time to correcting the chaotic state affairs.


I leave the children's amusement park trip behind.

The incident in Perpatua immediately came to mind. This is because there were more than one or two things that needed to be prepared in order to become a nation rather than a simple terrorist group.


And today.

After completing all preparations, he officially declared his position as king.


The kingdom, with all the rebels completely gone, seemed in danger, but was safer than any other system.


Executives and Sa Yeong-mok who were personally selected and have been with us for many years.

The coronation ceremony was held with the lovers, who now spend more time together.


There is also an execution ceremony for the rebel Engahero.

I didn't do it with my own hands. I borrowed the hand of the beads.

The conclusion was that it would be better to put an end to the two children, Gusul and Dog, who were born by Engahero and were used their entire lives.


The death of a wise man from an old era.

He, King Mokryeong's trusted strategist, was unfortunately killed by the next king.


"That's how it happened."


All those stories,

Gather it nicely and deliver it to her.


Master, who was lying in the bedroom, smiled as always and stroked my head.


"So, did you take off the clothes I gave you?"

"Because you are the king now."


He picked up the black dragon robe and carefully placed it in his arms.


"... It was frayed. Are you going to throw it away?"

"No way."


There will be fewer occasions to wear the black dragon robe, but this is my irreplaceable treasure.


"I happen to have a disciple. When the time comes for him to do his job, I plan to improve this and give it to him."

"Now that I think about it, I want to see your student's face."

"Let's wait and see. "I plan to raise you stronger than me."


The night when winter approaches.

It was the moment the king appeared.