Chapter 70 – Heretic Saint, Forbidden Nun (3)
11. Heretic Saint, Forbidden Nun (3)
Kkong-kang-kaang-!
“Whoa… Damn it How long are you supposed to be here?”
“That’s right, until it’s all finished.”
“Tsk.”
Caang – The man who hit the hammer robbed him of sweat. The man with the shaggy beard seemed to be nervous.
“Don’t you think the terms of this contract are too unequal? I didn’t hear that there would be so many complicated things to make.”
“Inequality.”
A man wearing a black mask who looked stuffy in this hot, hot place sneered.
“Okay. These days, I think it’s a really unequal contract.”
“I knew you would say that…”
“I bestowed —–sama’s grace on such trashy talent, but why haven’t I perfected it until now? Talent is more trash than I thought, so the thought that the loss is too great from this point of view is being renewed day by day.”
“Ji, what now… !”
“No way, I didn’t mean to say that I did it roughly or that I was careless or something like that.”
“Now, what are you looking at me for? Aaaaagh!!!”
As the masked man snapped his fingers, the bearded man with a hammer grabbed his right hand in excitement and rolled on the floor screaming. Tens of seconds passed, and when he snapped his fingers again, the bearded man’s screams stopped.
The bearded man, who was trembling all over, met his eyes with the black mask looking down at him. It’s not the first time I’ve seen him, but he’s unusually creepy.
“The plan is already progressing step by step, but it is not easy to prepare a new grace like that, or to find a new person who deserves it.”
“Keugh!”
As the Masked Man tried to snap his fingers again, the Bearded Man reflexively flinched. The Masked Man sneered once more.
“I want you to keep in mind that not easy is not impossible. Unless you want to be plucked out in its entirety by the grace of that trashy talent.”
“Ah, isn’t the deadline still left!”
“Okay. Left behind But things have changed.”
“What?”
The masked man tossed something. Something black landed right in the bearded man’s arms.
“This.”
“It’s not grace, but trash like you, oh excuse me, it’s too much energy for you. It’s unequal, but still, a contract is a contract. It is the price you pay for advancing the deadline.”
“Hey, wait!”
“Oh, by the way. You can refuse one side’s price, but you can’t refuse the other side’s work. Hmm, I hope you can finish it in about three days.”
“Three days? Nonsense! Regardless of whether this is good or bad, this is just nonsense! That, yes! You can’t even bring the Master with you!”
“That’s your case. If I had been doing well in the first place, there wouldn’t be anything so urgent right now. And.”
The masked man snapped his fingers.
“Aaaaagh!!”
“——–Compared to mere humans, even after receiving God’s grace. You want to die.”
“Aaaaa!!! My please!! Stop!!!”
The masked man snapped his fingers again. Then, without showing any emotion, he walked away indifferently. A chilly silence descended on the hot, makeshift workshop.
**
“It seems that the captain’s imagination has become a reality. No, the ordering is wrong. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is not imagination, but prophecy.”
“That’s right. If you’ve seen the same thing three times already, you can’t call it a coincidence.”
I had just defeated the third ‘Sister of Terror’. He had less psychological resistance than when he first encountered it, but he was not completely free. Especially because each of the horror nuns has a different appearance. In addition, receiving at least one mentality attack won’t be without an effect.
“I have a question for you.”
“Uh. Say it.”
“It seems clear that they are plotting something by kidnapping the nuns, but I don’t understand why they are arranged separately one by one. At least there are no guards. If you took the risk and kidnapped the nuns of the Order in Salem, you’d be treated seriously, like…”
“Do you mean treating them like subordinates who won’t be surprised no matter where they die?”
“… Yes.”
Kaya had a bitter expression on Shay’s direct words.
“Besides, I still can’t find any trace of the contingent, so I feel a little uneasy.”
“It’s frustrating, but we’re doing the best we can. I got rid of three corrupt nuns, and that’s how much I must have thwarted their plans.”
The relatively bright surroundings were getting dark again.
“On the other hand, the loss of about three nuns could be because the plan has already gone too far, or because the number of kidnapped nuns is much higher.”
“That’s worse…”
“Captain.”
“Uh, Shay.”
“Maybe. Wouldn’t the fact that the corrupt bitches were placed there was part of the plan itself?”
“… What?”
“What if it was all a plan, even the killing of those bitches by the contingent?”
“Shay, this is an overkill.”
“It’s not a leap, but I think it’s a real possibility. If that’s right, then it’s understandable to leave those kidnapped girls alone like this, right? 그새끼들에게 있어서 타락한 년들은 아무래도 좋을 년들이잖아요? To use them for a plan while reducing the power of the church that couldn’t eat them. I don’t expect it from someone from the same denomination who cleans up there, but it’s better if it’s good. Isn’t that a good picture?”
I couldn’t deny that it was a leap any longer. Adari felt like a perfect fit. This is especially true when you consider that the fear worshipers are madmen who do not hesitate to offer sacrifices, including sacrifices, and even their own bodies when the need arises.
Wait for a sec.
Sacrifice?
Kidnapped by the fallen nuns. Their arrangement is difficult to understand. The fear worshipers’ plan. And offerings.
“Wait. Wait…”
Fuck, wait a minute.
Creeps.
I inadvertently swept my arms down and looked around. There was nothing but a shady road and dead black soil, but the moment I recognized a fact, I started to get goosebumps from everything around me.
“Leader?”
“Captain? Why all of a sudden Are you scouting again?”
“No, no. That’s not it.”
I looked around again. It was about 10 minutes from the room where the third fearful nun was.
Gulp-
There was no one around but us, but the voices were muted. My colleagues tilted their heads wondering why I wanted to do that all of a sudden, but they naturally faced each other and listened.
“Think about it. By any chance, how many minutes did it take from the room where the first nun was to the room where the second nun was?”
“Umm, was it 15 or 20 minutes? Maybe that was it.”
“It couldn’t have been 20 minutes.”
“Then, from the second room to the third room?”
“I guess that’s about it…”
“But why is that all of a sudden?”
“Look at this.”
I handed out the map I was drawing in real time. They made a puzzled expression. I suppressed the desire to scream, and picked up a pen and marked a dot.
“This is where we stand now.”
And the line continued.
“It took about 10 minutes from the third room, so it seems likely that the fourth room will come out within 5 to 10 minutes, so around this point. And…”
I drew straight lines of the same length on the parts that were not exposed at all. At first, they just looked at it quietly, but when they saw a certain ‘pattern’ that was gradually being completed, they let out a voice full of astonishment.
“Offering!”
“Giant pattern!”
“Okay…”
I shoved in the map as if I was cheating, and spoke in a serious voice dozens of times more than when I first entered the dungeon.
“If we put all the facts, evidence, and speculations we have found out so far, this place on the ground, not a dungeon, is more than just a den.”
Kaya and Shay’s eyes were shaking wildly.
“This whole place is like a huge altar for offering sacrifices effectively.”
“… Oh my god.”
Kaya held on to her necklace and prayed in dismay, while Shay muttered something with her claymore planted on the floor, head bowed. She closed her ears when she heard her swearing worse than ever at the roughly heretics.
‘It seemed like a big deal, but it’s a fucking big case. I don’t think the three of us can handle it?’
This wasn’t just a matter of a fucking monster appearing. It was something I had never experienced before in The Long Terror. There were dungeons of this type, but it was the first time that the entire dungeon was an altar for offering sacrifices.
‘Could this be an event added in the dlc?’
Even if I try not to think like The Long Terror, whenever I face an unknown future, what I eventually rely on is the knowledge accumulated over 3,000 hours. It was less psychologically pressured to think of it as an added event in the dlc than the words of an unprecedented disaster prepared by fucking fearsome warriors on the ground.
‘This place is fucking wide. Combining battle time, break time, and meal time, it would take at least two days even assuming they didn’t do anything. Besides, as long as killing the corrupt nuns can accelerate their plans, I can’t just kill them.’
That’s why you continue to search for the contingent you don’t even know where they are? You never know how the whole place will change.
‘Retreat… Is correct, but.’
No matter how much he emphasized that the safety of the warriors’ team is the top priority, would it be easy for him to tell his colleagues, especially Kaya, to abandon all of his ‘sisters’ and retreat? To her who saw her depraved nuns and had her repulsion and at the same time her sympathy?
Damn it was so damn hard
**
“Lady. The time is near. Are you finished with your preparations?”
“It’s funny. Did I need to prepare in the first place?”
“Required. Isn’t there such a thing as mindset? The fundamental emotions that all mortals have are very important.”
“My faith has not yet been broken, so why are you imprisoning me here and insulting me with the title of a saint? I don’t understand and I don’t want to understand, but that’s why I won’t do the preparations you talk about forever. Did you get an answer?”
“Hmm.”
The man in the black mask patted his chin and let out a small sigh. The woman called the saint did not miss that.
“Doesn’t it look like you’re decorating? To think that a person who doesn’t even see a drop of blood sigh openly.”
“I didn’t expect the saintess to ask me such a question.”
“Probably, the sisters with much stronger faith than me are actively destroying this place. With a cold heart more than ever.”
“I will not deny it.”
The woman furrowed her eyebrows. It was because there was no sense of bewilderment in the man’s expression.
“As a reward for the saintess’ first interest in me, let me tell you something you might be curious about.”
“To be interested in you, what nonsense…”
“Three days later, no, two and a half days to be precise. After that, everything will be complete.”
“Sisters… You don’t think the Church will stand still, do you? And do you think I will give in to false beliefs?”
“That’s it, you should watch it. Saintess.”
“I have said it several times. I am a nun on the path of tolerance.”
“Then, I’ll see you again tomorrow. Saintess.”
The man didn’t listen to the woman’s answer and quietly disappeared into the darkness. The deep sigh of the woman left alone could not escape anywhere.
