Chapter 262 – 61. Chapter 5. (3)
Round, round.
The gloomy drums burst,
The bloody smell vibrates,
A view of the ancient sewers.
Hundreds of men and women, without clothes, stood in a circle in front of a huge fire, wearing black masks with small openings for their eyes, nose and mouth.
People prostrated themselves on the blood-stained floor and bowed down to the fire.
– Oh, Gauzax!
As if pregnant, a furry fat woman with a fat belly raised the priest’s staff and shouted the name of the demon Gausax, and the rest of the people followed the demon’s name.
– Have pity on us foolish and pitiful
– Come to this wicked world
– Please leave this cursed land
– Judge with the fire of purification!
Oh, Gausex!
They are the heresy, the Gausachspa, who believe that this world will be judged and everything must start again.
Those who deny the framework of society, the framework of status, the framework of relationships, and all the frameworks on this earth.
Oh, Gausex!
Heretics threw all kinds of things into the huge pit called the fire of purification.
Throwing property,
Throw relics,
Throw my children,
Throw my parents,
In the end, he threw himself out.
Aaaaa
Those thrown into the fire screamed.
A growing fire of purification.
Ethan bowed until he was three years old and shouted the name of Gausax even louder.
And in front of the purifying fire, a woman who jumps up and down as if possessed and shakes the bell.
She plucked out her eyes, ripped off her nose, cut off her ears and offered them to her fire, leaving only her snout to shout her prophecies.
Gauzax, Gauzax.
Whisper to me
The day you descend to this land.
The day that this land will be judged.
Oh, Gausex!
The moment when self-harm, murder, and prayer were constantly being made.
The woman who was rocking her body suddenly trembled as if she had been struck by lightning.
Alas, she shouted and threw herself into the fire.
And while her whole body was burning, she shouted at people.
– Coming.
– He is coming.
– He is coming.
– Ahhh.
– The day the first demon descended.
– That’s the day.
– Offer something noble
– Give it all up.
– For him.
– For judgment!
She uttered the name of the demon Gau Sachs for the last time, and her breath stopped.
The witchy end of Gausax.
After the prophecy was over, the people stood up quietly and put on the gourds of water they had prepared.
When the blood drained, they put on their clothes again, slipped out of the sewers, and blended into the city.
The heretical Gausachspa returned to life like that.
… And, one of the people present hurriedly got on the horse.
He was a man who bowed down in blood.
Even though he calls out the name of Gau Sax, he is a devout person who believes in the Holy Ghost more than anyone else.
Hey!
Acting as a spy for the Holy Land, he headed to the Holy Land to inform them of this terrible plan of heresy.
Hurry up, to inform the esteemed saintess of this danger… !
Monua, Your Highness!
However, as he rode out of the city, the sudden shock knocked him down.
An arrow flew out of nowhere and stuck in his back.
The one who shot the arrow was a member of the Gausakspa, and an archer of the Falun Mercenary Corps.
As the entire mercenary group is heretical, they approached the fallen man and pushed him with their feet to confirm that he was still breathing.
The middle-aged Falun Danju said with a calm expression.
“Did we really think we couldn’t tell the traitor bastard apart?”
“… Ah, Holy Ghost, my dear… !”
“Pup. Dare you put a candle to a great undertaking? Filthy bastard… Guys!”
“Yep!”
The crew poured oil on the man’s body with a bloody expression.
ㅡㅡ!!
“Be purified, be born anew.”
Purification.
The man knew very clearly what it meant.
“No, no, ah, aaaaa!!!”
And fierce flames entwining and spinning around the body.
The man rolled over, but he couldn’t put out the fire on her body.
– Oh, Gauzax!
The mercenaries surrounded the man being purified and shouted the grace of Gausax.
… And, a simple room in the holy kingdom.
The Smell Saint Monua, who had been reading until late at night, suddenly stopped.
And she is a saint whose complexion soon changes.
One smell is gone.
It must have belonged to a paladin who went on a special mission to investigate heresy.
Ah.
Sensing his death intuition, the saintess shed tears at the pitiful sacrifice.
Your death will never be in vain.
Monua knew that the heretic Gausakspa, who had been quiet lately, was plotting something huge. So, she secretly dispatched even the paladin, but in the end, the exact state was not found out. … That said, she couldn’t afford to put more of her manpower there.
A saintess who realized that it would be difficult for her to overcome this difficulty on her own. Seongguk wanted to solve the problem of heresy by herself, but in the end she had to admit that she lacked strength.
The continent was too large, and it was virtually impossible to manage all areas with the power of the castle. In addition, the status of the kingdom, which has already plummeted to the bottom, is also a problem. It was no longer easy to obtain cooperation so obediently as before.
Ha.
Monua went out to the terrace and swallowed the cold night air.
She was always plagued by that terrible stench that came from all over the continent. It was a pain that would not be strange to her honestly, but she endured it with her faith. … Still, in that stench of her, there was a sweet scent of her that comforted her only.
It smells like Allen’s sobriety. His scent.
The Smell Saintess was always curious about that. Why doesn’t the scent of Allen Danju disappear?
Clearly, despite solving all the problems related to him, his scent, far from disappearing, is clearer than anything else…
Is this the will of the Holy Ghost?
The devout saintess couldn’t help but think that way. The ability to smell is a gift from God. If this is not God’s will, then what is God’s will!
The saintess, who put her hands together and prayed to the night sky, finally made up her mind. I decided to ask for help from Allen Danzoo…
Allen Danju is a mercenary. He would just have to entrust the request and pay a reasonable fee. … However, if the costs are different from each other, wouldn’t it be okay to appeal to the old feelings then?
… Please, may the grace of the Holy Ghost reach you… !
· · ·
The perfect spring day has arrived.
The field was covered with green grass, unknown wild flowers were blooming, and a gentle breeze blew.
After moving his office to the circular tower in the center of the Great Market, Allen went out to the terrace for a while during his break.
The sound of banging hammers, the sound of shouting ‘Fuck you’, the sound of moving materials, the sound of a bell announcing Deng-Deng noon… , All of those sounds combined to tickle Allen’s ears.
The appearance of the Daejang Market is changing day by day.
Several guilds have already entered and started business in some districts.
Allen, who had not been in business for a day or two, did not know how attractive the tax-free Vermandois was to the upper ranks.
So he received only the place rent and nothing else. Of course, it was quite expensive, but compared to the city’s taxes, it was literally new blood.
Heading to the old street market soon moved to the new market. In addition, the Viola-Mercenary Corps’ acting transport business and the Gione-Mercenary Corps’ prostitution business were completely moved, so customers disappeared from the street market even more.
Allen also built a huge stop next to the Great Market. So that wagons could come and go easily. There are even guides on standby at all times.
Surprisingly, the money ghost also invested in artists. In particular, pilgrims with excellent artistic senses expressed their faith through art or sculpture.
They were exhibited one by one in the large market, and outstanding artworks were sold for money.
With magic lights installed on every street, the Great Market was no longer turned off throughout the year.
So people called the great market of Vermandois like this.
Land that never sleeps.
… And, to that land that never sleeps, someone came.
That person is Monua, the Smell Saint.
She looked at Vermandois, who had changed so much over the years, with startled eyes, and headed for the central round tower where Allen’s office was located.
Allen, who was watching her office work, exaggeratedly opened her arms to the sudden visit to Monua and welcomed her.
“Oh, what is His Highness the King doing here!”
“Tell me. It’s embarrassing to hear. I am just a believer. Please call me Monua.”
“Okay, Monua.”
The two men and women embraced each other.
Ah.
She felt ecstasy at the strong scent of him wafting into her nostrils. At this moment, the stench disappears and the whole world seems to have fragrant incense.
“By the way, what’s going on here?”
“… Oh, that’s it…”
After falling to the floor, the eyes of the Smell Saintess wandered among the intricate patterns on the tiles.
“I want to entrust the request.”
… Something has come…
Allen, who knew that Chapter 5 had already begun, expected what Monua would say.
One of the catastrophes that must happen in Chapter 5, and the first of the three prophesied catastrophes.
Allen smiled lightly.
“It’s the work of the Gausachspa, right?”
ㅡㅡ!!
Naturally, Monua was startled as if she had seen her ghost.
How did that?!
“To make a living on this floor, you have to have that level of intelligence.”
On the contrary, because of it, Monua only strengthened her faith in Allen.
The belief that with this person, any problem can be solved.
“… Yes that’s right. Heresy’s movement is unusual. But I can’t quite figure out their purpose.”
“So, you want to know their purpose?”
“And, I want to stop that.”
“Then, the commission fee will be quite high.”
“I have prepared.”
She handed him a piece of paper.
She is now a piece of paper with the goods she brought.
Hmm.
“Pay-and-pay calculations don’t fit.”
For such a huge job, to move such a huge mercenary group, an amount that is a bit absurdly small.
“Sorry. All I have is this. Then, as much as you pray, I will pay you steadily in the future.”
Allen tapped her table with her fingers and thought for a moment.
“… I’d rather do it like this Let’s find out what the Gausakspa decorates. Let’s combine that with the one you brought now.”
To be honest, that was a bit of a losing business, but I was somehow able to understand that extent.
“What happens after that will be decided in the next bargain. You don’t know what’s going on, you can’t just ask. Isn’t it?”
The saintess was persuaded by Allen’s words.
First of all, she needs to figure out what the heretics are up to.
“Great. All right. I will.”
“But it won’t be cheap.”
“… I will try to prepare as much as possible.”
“All right. Then the contract… ?”
“Do we really need a contract between us?”
Allen grinned and held out her hand.
“Then let’s make a verbal agreement.”
The Smell Saintess held his hand.
Thus, the contract is established.
Rick, a lucky man, entered the office where Monua left.
“You have some work to do.”
