137 – advance(5)

The so-called ＜true night＞ are pagans, but they do not believe in fictional gods.

Their god exists and is mightier than any deity on earth.

That must be the truth. However, that deity is just a foreign deity from outside this world.

Their roots were before the founding of the Empire. It belongs to the royal family of the old kingdoms that existed on this land a long time ago. They were the ones who brought the foreign press to this land.

Originally, it was a foreign god that could not even observe, let alone set foot on this land, but long ago, the kings of the old kingdoms that existed before humans united under the name of an empire brought this god to this land.

Something that would have been impossible with human power.

However, this result, which cannot be called a miracle, was made possible by the greed of the old kings who wanted stronger power.

They eventually succeeded, and the foreign media succeeded in descending to this land.

In return for their success in descending the gods, they obtained the power they so much desired, and were promised God’s favor from him. However, if there is something received, there must also be something going to the god who bestowed it.

They gave this world to God.

As a result, whether they wanted it or not.

As a foreign press whose roots were originally in the outer world, it was necessary to dye the world with its own color in order to establish itself in this world, and that action soon led to the destruction of the original world.

The new color of foreign gods in the already completed world was too dark and cold, and it soon became an opportunity for the gods of heaven to turn their eyes to the world again.

For the gods who maintain the world, the gods of foreign gods who destroy the world were enemies and should not exist. Thus, they began to collide with each other, and the war that became the founding myth of the present empire broke out in this land.

The foreign press clearly had more power than any other deity, but time was not enough for him.

He was an outsider, though he was a foreigner who had the old kingdoms of this land under his influence. He, who was not deeply rooted in this world, had a limit to the power he could exert on the world, and eventually was defeated by those led by the main god and was banished to the other side of the night sky again.

Afterwards, all the kingdoms collapsed with the expulsion of foreigners, but even the traces he left could not be erased. It wasn’t that even his followers disappeared.

For those who were already intoxicated with power under the name of grace, the existence of foreign gods was absolute. Even if he was banished to the outer world, those who were fascinated by his power could not escape him.

Above all, the foreign press has created a focal point so that they can gather under their name so that they can settle down in this land, so that they do not create the same factors as before they were exiled.

That being was the archbishop.

Originally, a being created by a foreign god, not a human on this land.

It was created only for foreign gods to return to this earth, and unlike other people who each have their own desires, there is no personal desire.

A loyal servant who can never change his mind.

Because such a constant person was the leader, the order could be maintained without disappearing for thousands of years, and because it was strong enough to maintain its authority, it was able to reign as the representative of God for a long time over their heads.

“Arch…Archbishop…Why did you do this…”

But that too is over.

The elderly elder, who had been in the church for a long time, looked at her with trembling eyes as if she did not understand her behavior and asked. He couldn’t understand it because she, who had been the guardian of the church until now, suddenly appeared and started slaughtering the believers without a word.

Except for him, the rest of the believers were turned into a handful of blood by her hand without any resistance.

Her power, which reigned at the top for a thousand years after the birth of the Order, was a disaster itself, and at the same time, it was also a testament to how she was able to maintain the Order.

Even if the opponent was an archbishop, they were not believers who would just quietly endure such a killing act, but their resistance was only the weak movements of the insects, enough to crush her with a single wave of her hand.

She turned the temple into a sea of blood, leaving only one person behind.

Holding the sacred relic enshrined in the sanctuary in his hand, he looked at the scenery he had created with a satisfied face for a while, then gave an answer to the elder who asked him a question.

“God will.”

The elder put on a face that he did not understand even after hearing the answer, but that was all. For her, further conversation was unnecessary. There was no reason why she should go through the trouble of making him understand her actions.

Above all, she had already spoken the answer with her own mouth.

God commanded her to bring the holy relic, and she only complied.

Originally, the meaning of her existence was not to be an agent of God, but a cornerstone for Advent.

Now that God has descended into the present world, she no longer has the obligation to maintain the Order. Above all, her god had no meaning for the existence of the church, so she did too. Even if it was something he had maintained for a thousand years.

“Should we do this much for today? God seems to want you to self-destruct.”

“What the hell is that… Ugh!”

The elder questioned the archbishop’s words, as if wishing for the destruction of the church, but could not hear an answer. When he opened his mouth, her hand had already penetrated his chest.

Confirming that the temple was locked in silence with his last breath, she left leisurely.

***

When I passed out, it was Noel, not Altair, who woke me up again.

A different landscape than before I closed my eyes. swaying body.

I was being carried to somewhere in the imperial castle while being carried by Noel. Perhaps realizing that I had come to my senses, Noel immediately turned to me and opened his mouth.

“Damian!! I’m glad you woke up!! When I suddenly opened my eyes, I saw that I was in Daeshinjeon. Also, for some reason, Damian collapsed! I’m glad there was chocolate in Damian’s pocket!! More than that, did you always carry that with you?!! “

As soon as I open my eyes, Noel tells me gibberish.

First of all, it seemed that there was no memory of the time when I was in the middle of the day.

The last time she said that she was bitter, she melted the chocolate little by little and saw that she was the Noel I knew. I was able to quickly regain my composure, perhaps feeling relieved to see Noel back to normal.

As Altair said, the time to be in this world has come to an end. Noel no longer feels Altair’s energy. Hey, if it were her, she would have tried to put the holy sword in my hand while I was fainting, instead of waking me up.

“Damian. But why did we collapse there? I…strangely, I don’t remember a single thing.”

“Well, neither do I.”

Noel’s question was not answered honestly.

The fact that Altair, who had not intervened in the present world for the past years, became so strong must mean that something happened, but I thought it was not because of something serious or dangerous. If it was really serious, he wouldn’t have tried to contact only me like this.

It seemed that Altair’s interest was only in me, as he mentioned the hero and because he knew something about me, so it wouldn’t be a problem if I didn’t bother to tell others about it and ask him for my own business.

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Most of all, I don’t know what kind of mess she’ll make if I tell Noel the truth about how your ancestors suddenly entered your body and called me the chosen warrior.

No, only Noel knows. Even so, since the matter is an matter, it is certain that it will also enter the ears of the emperor or Orcus. And if that happens… just thinking about it makes it clear how annoying it will be.

Just from the last thing I saw before losing consciousness, it seems that things didn’t work out the way Altair wanted. Then, one day, in some way, she will come to me on her own.

If that’s going to be the case, I’d better stay still.

‘I don’t think that’s the only problem…’

At that time, it was not mine to overcome Altair’s power. It was because the power came from the necklace Elena gave her.

No matter how much she is a magical genius, the power I felt this time was different from magic. If I asked to find something similar, should I say it was the same as divine power? I don’t know exactly, but it was certain that it could not be achieved with magic.

All I could feel as I accepted that power was that it was Elena, her power.

In addition to her awakening as a transcendent at an early age, there was still something about Elena that I didn’t know about.

‘Well, I’ll let you know when the time comes.’

But I stopped thinking about it.

If it were her, she would definitely tell me herself even if I didn’t.

Even if you don’t tell me, it’s probably unavoidable. Because everyone lives with secrets that cannot be told.

If Elena doesn’t tell me, it must be her secret. Is there a secret that I have not been able to tell her right now?

When I told Noel that I didn’t remember much about the incident, Noel seemed to agree.

In any case, it was the same for me and her both collapsed there. No matter what happened, it was not at all strange that they both had no memories.

“Ah, more than that, Noel…”

“Yeah! Why is that, Damian?”

“Can you let me down? I’m fine now.”

You can’t stay up all the time