Chapter 301 – Retribution
“Is there any evidence that they are members of the Demon King’s Church?”
“Juni, please.”
Not satisfied with her friend Rain, Fortuna’s face turned bright red when Jun asked her to even buy bread for her friend Rain.
Although she felt embarrassed and ashamed that the roles had somehow been reversed, Jun did not remove the iron plate covering her face.
That attitude is the most important factor in living in this harsh world.
‘… Por wants to leave this world as of today. She doesn’t want to live in a world without that shame.’
‘Yes, no. ‘Wait until the world is saved.’
‘That’s impossible!’
Leaving the despairing Fortuna behind, Jun waited for Number 2’s answer.
“I’m sorry, but there is no evidence. We tried to save them as much as we could, but these guys hid or destroyed the evidence while hiding, so we couldn’t save even a single speck of evidence.”
After saying that, Number 2 scratched his dull head and looked at Jun’s thoughts.
Jun didn’t say anything to him.
Because it was the answer I was expecting.
It is a devil’s religion whose existence was not even properly recognized until a natural disaster occurred due to good luck.
Would these secretive guys really leave their traces when they were hiding in earnest?
At the very least, it would have been erased so secretly that it would have been tongue-in-cheek.
In such a situation, the friend of the resistance had no choice but to shine.
No matter how thoroughly you erase the evidence, traces are bound to remain somewhere.
If you dig and dig and dig again, the traces will eventually be revealed.
It’s just that selling it is so hard and difficult.
The list of friends of the Resistance and the Demon King’s Church and their actions could definitely reduce the arduous and difficult work.
In some ways, this moment, when there was no proper evidence, was when their friend Rain shined the brightest.
Number 3, who had been keeping his mouth shut as if his pride had been hurt by Number 2’s shouting, cleared his throat and emphasized the value of their hard work and friendship.
“Hmm. I don’t know about you, Cardinal, but I had a really hard time finding the list and whereabouts of the Demon King’s Church. If our Resistance wasn’t an affiliated organization of the Demon King’s Church… Ah!”
“You bastard! It’s too late to realize it!”
Number 3: I told myself something that shouldn’t have been revealed.
With another shout, Number 2 sent him to the back of the group to prevent him from coming forward again, and soon he had to break out in a cold sweat under Jun’s harsh gaze.
“Well, so…”
“It was information that would be discovered someday. Just tell the truth.”
“… Ugh~. “I understand.”
Number 2 glanced at Viktor, who was still lost in thought, and finally nodded when he showed no signs of intervening.
By the way, that guy, what on earth was he thinking like that?
Jun, who had no idea what Viktor was thinking, listened to Number 2’s words while keeping a close eye on Viktor’s movements using the radar.
“You know, the Cardinal, you are in a high position. It takes a huge amount of money to feed and clothe an organization. That alone would make money disappear like a purse with a hole in it, but we had twice as many places to spend money because of the revolution. In such a situation, if you come under them, they will give you money and provide you with various weapons, so how can you refuse?”
“Even so, it doesn’t mean you’re joining the Demon King’s Church.”
“We only found out a while ago that they were the Demon King’s Church. Until then, I thought the Shadow Emperor had taken us in to get rid of those who didn’t listen to him. So, I was secretly digging a tunnel under that bastard’s castle with the intention of hurting his nose one day, but it turned out that it was all in vain. Cheerful.”
Letting out a thick curse, Number 2 held out his palms to Jun, as if asking him to take a look.
Both his palms were a mess with traces of numerous blisters.
For reference, the momentum of number 2 is green level.
The fact that his hands were so messed up even though he had physical abilities that were incomparable to that of an ordinary person meant that he had dug a tunnel that badly.
But it was all in vain, so of course I couldn’t leave without cursing.
“So please take a close look. “… If possible, it would be nice if they could put us under the denomination.”
As he spoke, Number 2 looked once again.
However, unlike before, this time the target of attention was not only Victor, but also Jun in front and the gang members behind him.
‘You’re looking out for me. You made an unreasonable request. Even so, why are you looking out for Viktor and the gang members behind his back at the same time?’
Could it be that there are different opinions about coming under the umbrella of a religious denomination?
When I thought about it, it seemed plausible.
If it came under the control of the church, the revolution as before would no longer be possible, but there was no way Victor, a revolutionary, would tolerate that.
On the other hand, the rest of the party wants to quit the revolution and enjoy a stable life under the religious order.
Isn’t that why he couldn’t puff out his chest so confidently when he shouted the name of the Resistance earlier?
‘Juni, then which one is Pakpakgi?’
‘Of course it’s neutral.’
Looking at everyone’s opinions like that, it was clear that he was neither one nor the other, but neutral.
Judging from the fact that he is secretly paying more attention to Victor’s feelings, I wonder if he actually has the same opinion as his companions.
The reason I chose neutral is that I feel sorry for Victor.
‘The people are definitely good, but they are the ones who buy and suffer because of that.’
Jun looked pitifully at Number 2, who was sweating profusely.
‘Anyway, looking at the fact that the rest of the party, except for Victor and Number 2, are all trying to join the church…’
Wouldn’t almost all members of the Resistance want to join the church?
If they were equal, there would have been at least one member of the group who would agree with Victor’s opinion.
‘And the reason why opinions are so biased to one side is probably…’
This may be due to the anxiety about the future that anyone belonging to a terrorist group inevitably has, the rapidly improving social life of commoners, and the financial resources that have finally been revealed.
‘If I say ok here, there is a very high probability that the resistance will be disbanded.’
If that happens, not only will we be able to secure information about the list and whereabouts of the Demon King’s Church,
It was possible to dismantle a terrorist group that threatened society without shedding a single drop of blood, and at the same time enjoy the effect of being able to easily recruit useful combatants and spies.
All you had to do was nod your head, and you could see the three effects.
But Jun had to shake his head for just one reason.
“You are a terrorist group. “Sinners who have committed crimes cannot be brought under the wing of the denomination.”
“… Okay.”
Number 2 didn’t say anything, as if he knew that would happen, but just smiled bitterly and nodded.
However, Number 3 and the rest of the party could not.
“Cardinal! Not all members of the Resistance committed serious crimes such as murder, arson, or rape! There are very few gang members who committed such serious crimes, and most gang members, including me, did nothing more than relay simple information or run errands!”
That’s right!
I had no choice but to do that!
If I hadn’t joined the organization, I would have been killed by the nobles a long time ago!
The members of the organization, including Number 3, talked non-stop as they had so much to say.
They may have had their own reasons for doing so, but in Jun’s eyes, they couldn’t have looked that ugly.
In any case, it was no different from abandoning the colleagues I had been with so far and struggling to find my own way.
“This! Profit!”
“…”
It seems that it’s not just Jun who feels that way. Number 2 grits his teeth with veins standing on his ‘ungrown’ head, and even Victor, who was lost in his thoughts the whole time, frowns when he looks at them.
The one who looked pitiful was not Number 3 and his group, but Victor and Number 2.
But apart from that,
‘Por, is everything they say true?’
‘Well… Not everything, but mostly true.’
There were almost no lies in what Number 3 and his companions said.
Maybe it’s good?
Should I tell him to stick a dagger in the back of a colleague he has been with all along?
Jun couldn’t decide easily.
Unlike him, one man finally made a cruel decision.
“… Pathetic. “I can’t believe I thought of those things as comrades until now.”
“Okay, sir. That is…”
“Don’t call me boss! “You who abandoned your comrades and the revolution are no longer members of the Resistance!”
They’re like bats. Things that don’t even know grace.
Victor continued to spit out high-level profanity at Number 3 and other members of his group.
As the swearing continued, repulsion and anger filled their eyes, which were once full of regret.
“Leader! “Stop it!”
“Get your hands off me!”
Number 2 noticed this and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Victor.
Viktor fiercely swatted away that hand with his one remaining arm and said.
“Paul, you too. Although you did not abandon your comrades like those scum, I know that you also abandoned the revolution. Out of consideration for our affection, I will not cut off your head. But what if! If I see you again, I will cut you down without hesitation. Like when I cut John (Shield Warrior).”
After saying that, Victor turned his back and began to leave alone.
Jun quietly watched his back slowly moving away.
