Chapter 95 – 95 – The Overturned Sun
There are many things I want to know. There are many things I want to ask.
What did he plan to do next? Or where they held Villena’s father, who they said was being held captive.
But it seemed like Gunter had no intention of opening his mouth. The priests brought up a negotiation plan, saying that if he confessed everything in detail, he would be spared excommunication after his death, but he remained steadfastly silent.
“Battle golem maker? I hid it in a cave not far from the demon cave. I don’t want to see people die for something that wasn’t even a request, so I’ll tell you where it is.”
“No excommunication! Please just excommunicate…! I’ll tell you anything, so please let me see the Pope in person and complain!”
···Of course, there was also the option of killing him quickly and asking his associates or employees.
Garam and Christensen, two people who were not as loud-mouthed as him, quickly converted. Christensen was especially vicious, saying he knew all of his plots.
Gunther’s eyes twitched at the hint of betrayal blatantly spoken next to him. But that was all. The fucking bald bastard’s mouth was as silent as its dead pores.
“Extreme fundamentalists who have been quietly growing in power will rebel. Excommunicating you will create a crisis that could split the church in half. We may be afraid of the Mithras religion as we stand by and allow your unstoppable actions to harm our neighbors. “Maybe we should just let him earn respect.”
The Bishop of Santeo began reading the Pope’s excommunication order.
Florica, with a solemn expression, trembled as she pointed the tip of her sword at the guy’s neck. Just like I can’t wait for the reading to end.
“But these are the words of His Holiness: ‘We must not compromise on the extent of right, much less with ourselves. The sun warms all things, but distortion focuses its light on a narrow point and ignites the flames. I’m calling.’ Gunther Waldenhardt. He who calls for a hell where believers and non-believers kill and kill each other. I excommunicate you.”
While the great Vicar Gunter, the bastard Waldenhardt, was officially becoming a worthless bastard, I pursed my lips and glared at the sword in Florica’s hand.
“···I think I’m going to have a nightmare.”
“I understand. You can look away.”
“Do you want me to go out with you?”
“No. I have to watch it until the end.”
I think I’m going to have a nightmare if things continue like this. So I guess I’ll just have to see that sword flash and the head fall off.
After hearing the words of a madman who almost killed our party members. When you see a fanatic bastard who treats people’s lives like snacks dying.
And the mouth that had been talking ominous nonsense about Tena Everlight, about being born with a fate, about preparing for death, about being a martyr, fell to the ground, unable to say anything anymore.
Then, I think I will be able to sleep well in the future.
“If you think this is the end, it’s really ridiculous.”
···I slept well. As soon as Gunter spoke, strange things started happening.
The surroundings become increasingly dark. It’s like blowing out the candles in a secret room one by one. Like a sinking ship moving away from the water.
Suddenly, the air in the room started to get cold, as if it were winter. It’s like taking a dip in cold stream water.
Whatever it was, it was something difficult to experience in the middle of the day in early summer. Even Rod, who had been leaning on the window sill and looking out as if he had lost interest, got up and came next to us with a startled expression. And it was only when he saw our expressions that he realized his mistake.
“···I should have acted aloof too, right?”
“If Lord is also embarrassed, it’s definitely much scarier.”
“If I were to be honest and say that I don’t even know what the phenomenon is, I would be doubly scared. For now, everyone is out. I don’t feel good-“
“The door is locked and won’t open!”
Before any words were spoken, several of Linden’s subjects, who had already tried to run away, cried out.
Nidroga and Morgan rushed to help by pulling on both doors, but the doors did not even move, as if they had turned into walls.
“Damn, that’s hot!”
Morgan and her people soon let out a scream. Smoke billowed from the red-hot handle.
Even though Nidro was not harmed by the heat for the most part, he quickly let go of the door as it was unlucky to keep holding it.
There was an uneasy silence, and soon everything was immersed in darkness.
“Where is Mithra’s will?”
A soft voice heard in the darkness without sunlight.
At that moment, a small light suddenly appeared in the room. The source of light was neither a candle nor a lamp.
He was the parish priest of Santeo, who looked stocky and personable. Santeo looked dumbfounded as his own hat began to glow brilliantly.
Of course, his personality did not shine bright enough to be seen with the eyes. Florica quickly approached him and waved her hand.
The vicar, who saw the vicar’s hat falling on the floor and burning brightly, realized the situation and screamed.
“Tell me, servants. Where is Mithra’s will now? Is the sun’s protection following your weak sense of justice that has compromised with the world?”
Soon strange things began to happen to others as well. Mithra’s believers were terrified as flames rose one after another.
Meanwhile, Rod, who had discovered something, opened his eyes and exclaimed:
“Sun! It’s a sun symbol! Those wearing sun decorations, take them off right now!”
Even if you are not a devout believer who goes to church every weekend, you may feel uncomfortable throwing away the sun symbol that symbolizes God.
However, in just a few seconds of hesitation, the flames destroy the body. There are also people who wear things that are difficult to remove, such as armor or bracelets.
Then Sister Monica was the first to jump in. My party members and I followed suit and threw ourselves at the priests of Mithra.
“Back! Chain link on my back!”
Everyone soon realized the situation and began struggling to take off Mithra’s symbol. Florica, who was close to me, was fortunate. Unlike real armor, which was made not to be easily removed, Florica’s formal armor was made to be relatively easy to put on and take off.
As soon as I unhooked her, Florica quickly threw off her flaming armor. She then began to help her burning comrades.
I followed suit, sucking her hot fingers into my mouth to cool them down.
Damn it, it’s so hot it’s going to blister, but what can you do? It looked like someone was burning to death. I’m sure the sister will be able to fix the burn somehow.
“The fire of the sun that turns darkness into light protects me. Whose will do you think this is?”
While others are fighting against fire and metal, the voice of Gunter Gahoro rang out softly.
Fortunately, it seems I wasn’t the only one who didn’t want to hear it. In an instant, Rod walked in front of him…
He grabbed its neck and broke it in one fell swoop.
“Shut up.”
The absurdity, and the coolness in my heart that comes before that. Just as relief was about to wash over me in an instant.
The guy smiled, his throat sore.
“The will of Mithra illuminates my path, and the crusade is not over.”
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At the same time, the main gate of the Grand Duke’s Palace.
A hero with blue hair arrived at the palace of the Grand Duke of Linden around that time. He has a very secret and dangerous mission that he has not yet revealed to the party members he personally selected.
Of course, it was the same as not being able to tell the soldiers of the Grand Duke’s palace the details of the mission. Tena, who couldn’t be said to be good at talking even with empty words, uttered one word after much thought.
“Please get out of the way.”
The sentries who were looking at the warrior fell into confusion.
In fact, they had let the Paladins in by the dozen a few minutes ago. The priests of Mithras were not going to stop even if they kicked her in the shins, so there was no other option.
Of course, their decision to give up the inspection was also largely due to the words of the head of the Mithraic church with a beard and a kind smile. He said, ‘I will take full responsibility. We are the Grand Duke’s guests’.
However, instead of making a connection, the warrior just honestly and quietly looked at the sentry. One of the soldiers hesitated and then asked.
“···Can’t you think of any reason why we should get out of the way?”
“That’s why I’m asking you a favor. It’s urgent, but it’s difficult to explain.”
The sentries glanced at the porter standing next to Hero. As if asking for help for this innocent hero.
The porter, who was quietly watching the warrior’s plight, pointed to the flag on the building as if he knew something. And secretly whispered to his soldiers.
“The owner of that coat of arms over there.”
“Are you talking about the great Archduke Lindborg?”
“Actually, my lover-“
On the one hand, the sentries were disgusted, and on the other hand, they looked very fortunate that they did not have to worry.
The Prince of Linden was notoriously promiscuous. He was also famous for acting sensitively when someone interfered in his private life, as if he had a subject’s finger in his pants.
That was why the sentries moved to both sides before the words were finished. The drawbridge that went up came down again and became an access road.
The tall porter, with his pale face, shrugged his shoulders. He looked like he was asking if he had accomplished one thing.
“There is nothing like a high-ranking person’s lover scenario to open the closed minds of sentries, whether in the demon world or here.”
“These people have broken their sense because they are serving a strange master. Don’t expect the secret love story to work in other places as well.”
“I will take note. Now, if you go in and meet Archduke Lindborg and warn him not to have anything to do with ‘that person’, your work in this country where the food tastes terrible no matter where you go will be over.”
“If you didn’t like the food in Linden, which is inland, the next destination might be a little better. Bisserk, where the fish dishes are amazing.”
“If it’s fish, I can’t eat it because I don’t have it. Anyway, ‘that person’ recently caused a big bloody incident in ‘our world’. And at exactly the same time, he showed his face in the dragon’s nest.”
“As if there were multiple bodies.”
“That’s right. As I said, he basically has multiple bodies. He doesn’t die easily. In many ways, he’s like a cockroach. You never know where and when you’ll meet him, so you always have to be careful.”
“Be careful not to be heard by the soldiers. How do we find out what the main body is?”
“It may be hard to believe, but all of those discovered are of equal origin. It might be easier to understand if you compare them to bees or ants. Same appearance, same roots, same functions. In fact, there are dozens of twins.”
“As if that wasn’t enough, it looks like he found a golem maker in the back world and made a copy of himself.”
“That’s right. You have a terrible side, so it’s a real headache to deal with you.”
The porter who was walking across the drawbridge stopped and sighed softly.
“And… It looks like there is one of them in the palace right now. Was he waiting for us?”
“No. I don’t think so.”
Thena opened her narrowed eyes and looked up at a tower. The porter rolled his eyes and muttered.
When a woman named Tena Everright loses her mind, something is bound to happen to her.
Sure enough, a huge fire suddenly erupted outside the open window. The porter was startled and took a step back, stuttering.
“Flame arts…? A person skilled in the destruction magic of the demon world?”
“No, that’s dragon flame! Run!”
It was just as Tena said. The moment a part of the tower collapsed and someone fell, that person instantly turned into a giant dragon the size of half a castle and roared as if it would destroy the world.
The porter, disgusted by the overwhelming sight, saw Thena walking away and sighed as she adjusted her backpack.
And he took out an artifact with white wings like a swan from his arms.
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Everything happened in an instant.
The restraint that bound Gunther suddenly becomes empty and unravels like a wire, and the rod is thrown out by a huge, unknown magical power and falls out of the window.
The party members who were trying to put out the fire that had spread throughout the room with carpets or clothes were swept away together by the shock wave and floated around like dust.
Florica, who was lucky enough to survive the fall, got up and swung the warrior’s sword ‘Chaebyeon of Heaven and Earth’, seriously injuring Gunter.
However, she held the blade tightly, ignoring the fact that her pecs were in tatters. He then kicks Florica away and snatches her sword.
Meanwhile, Archduke Lindborg cried like a child, saying he had pooped his pants.
In just a few seconds, I learned a lot. Gunter Waldenhardt is not simply a highly trained clairvoyant. He may not even be human, as he calmly does things that even a wizard cannot do.
The guy is still committing misdeeds. His neck is broken and he jumps up. Isn’t he holding onto the warrior’s sword that burns the skin of those who are not heroes without even thinking about it, even though his body is burning?
The god Mithra may actually be supporting Gunther. Even for wizards, fire is a difficult substance to manipulate. What if the scene of divine punishment that just occurred was staged by someone with an aptitude for magic? I don’t know, but the wizard could probably summon a meteorite from the sky.
Archduke Lindborg has no shame. If a grown person poops his/her pants, he or she should think about doing it quietly without anyone knowing.
And what is more important than that…
“It’s not surprising anymore.”
“Correct the law.”
The Lord, who instantly transformed as soon as he fell, embraces the entire castle tower with his body and roars pitifully.
But since you’re not planning on spitting fire and roasting us all, it’s already too late. Gunther Waldenhardt’s fingers were already gripping my chin and neck.
I can feel my uvula, which has become less visible to others due to the effect of the head artefact, being pressed by the guy’s grip and confirming its existence.
“It starts with you.”
Gunther Waldenhardt. This crazy bald bastard that I can’t even throw away as dog food.
For some reason, despite the uproar that broke my heart and broke my neck, it was targeting me.
A flash of light passes by quickly. Sister Monica, I was so happy because I couldn’t imagine life without you and your love for each other. Eshen, I love you as much as your temper and the loudness and harshness of your laughter multiplied by one hundred squared.
Nidroga, Ragnaroka. I never thought I’d feel this way about women who could crush me to death with their thumbs. Thank you for everything.
Morgan and Villena could have become closer. Of course she would be lying if she said she didn’t love him. But it’s a little scary to think about what’s in your pockets. It’s scary to think that something like a pistol or restraint could be aimed at me at any time. Of course, I like you, including that eerieness.
Little brother, if I die here, just bury me or cremate me. Don’t let the world try to lift your pants to find out if you were a man or a woman. I only endured the last shame because it was beneficial. I don’t want to see that kind of dog until I die.
And to Tena. Tena also has something to say.
Shit. I haven’t been able to apologize to Tena yet.
It’s easy to honestly say you love someone. But admitting something I didn’t want to admit left a strange lingering effect. I think I have something to apologize to Tena.
Let me tell you someday when we meet in the afterlife. I closed my eyes and resigned.
However, in the small gap between Gunther’s murderous intent and my resignation, the pitch-black blade of Claymore intervened.
“Found.”
The moment I heard Tena’s voice, my eyes widened. The moment I heard the call of the guy I was thinking about, I turned around, as was my habit.
But Thena wasn’t looking at me. She wasn’t talking to me. Thena was glaring at the distorted face of Gunther Waldenhardt, her neck broken. With a firm and courageous expression, truly worthy of a warrior.
“Devil.”
