114 – Carrying on death (3)

Aside from that, the important thing right now is the fact that the Executioner is coming here.

If there’s one person that comes to mind right now, it’s Chief Executor Dante, but if he comes alone, I’ll be able to deal with him.

Even so, I really can’t come alone.

“So what training did you do?”

“Don’t talk.”

The swordsman shook his head and moved on.

No matter how much you enjoy the snowy air outside, you can’t stay in this cold weather for long.

Thinking so, I went inside the building, but there was already someone waiting for me.

Someone said it was a saint.

She was looking at me with an angry face.

Looking at it, I have an idea.

“Didn’t you stop that woman from bringing Mine?”

“It’s blocked.”

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Judging from the swordsman’s answer, there was a high possibility that he made a fuss about stopping demons from entering the human realm.

“Even if it looks like that, considering that a saint is a saint, the hero must have done it, right?”

“Physically.”

He naturally nodded.

I know because I fought with the dragon before returning, and I know that the warrior beats people incredibly.

I don’t know because I don’t use it often.

The saintess who experienced it firsthand would be very afraid of the hero.

To the extent that even if the hero next to him made an impression, he would break out.

“Should I call a warrior, Helena?”

“Ugh, ugh, that’s against the rules! The hero always takes your side!”

“What is the reason for a warrior who has never seen your face to listen to your insistence?”

“Because I’m a saint!”

He was very confident.

Yes, since she is a saint, a hero has an obligation to respect her.

But how could she believe that her position as a saint would last her whole life?

The bishop’s influence is already strengthening in the church, and Bessia is likely to replace it.

“Okay! The church will formally protest this incident. No matter how much a peace treaty is signed, what do you believe in?”

“Do you think that’s going to work? And no matter how saintly you are, can you move the church with it? It’s the bishop who moves the church, and the warrior.”

“Ugh…”

The saintess, who was in constant agony at my refutation, finally made a choice that she should not choose.

“In that case! You brought it, so I can argue with you!”

“Are you asking me?”

“If it is revealed that you are a warlock, all trust will be destroyed, and even the demons who came in naturally will be kicked out!”

Am I still obsessed with being a warlock?

I shook my head and replied.

“Isn’t that a lie planted by the Demon King?”

Even then, he was accused of brainwashing the crown prince and making him drunk.

So, the saintess instigated the wrong facts and drove me.

“But, you’re a warlock, that’s for sure!”

“Are you still sure of that?”

“That’s right. Especially after returning from the castle, the energy intensified. As a saint, I cannot leave you alone!”

I shook my head at her strong argument.

still stubborn

And if she continued to act like that, she had no intention of keeping her in the position of a saint.

The saintess poured powerful holy power on me.

In any case, since warlocks are vulnerable to holy power, it seemed that no matter how much I hid the fact that I was a warlock, I thought that if I poured in my holy power, I would reveal my true identity.

But such speculation was meaningless.

Because I’m not a body that can pass through holy power.

On the contrary, I feel a bit refreshed because I was hit with such strong holy power.

After facing the blindingly bright light, I looked at her.

“Did you do everything?”

“Uh, how?”

He poured out the best of his holy power, but there was no result.

No matter what kind of black magician you are, if you are greeted with such holy power while hiding your true identity, it will not be strange if your flesh melts away as it is.

I’m not an ordinary black magician, and to be honest, I can’t even use black magic properly.

“Now it will be my turn.”

I’m not particularly good at hitting like the hero, but that doesn’t mean I can’t hit.

As I slowly approached her with clenched fists, Helena slipped back.

“Now, wait a minute. From my point of view, he really was a warlock…!”

“It’s strange that your guesses and intuitions are 100% certain.”

“I’m a saint!”

“Can you be sure of anything just because you’re a saint?”

Gathered the mana that can be gathered from the origin of the star.

Helena must have intuited that she couldn’t win, and tried to run away, but there was an opponent who blocked her.

“Warrior?”

“I came here because I was a little noisy.”

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Just then, a warrior came.

And it seems that not only the hero, but also Asher, Frando, and Raeli came to the turmoil in many ways.

Now that everyone has gathered, I intend to hit one perfectly.

As he approached, Helena, driven into a corner, struggled.

“You’re going to hit me while everyone else is watching?”

“Because you did something like that.”

“Kyaaah!

“Don’t die, don’t die.”

bang!

With skillful skill, he stabbed Helena with a fist full of mana.

She passed out just like that, and Asher covered his head as if he felt some kind of trauma.

No one was interested in what happened to the saintess.

Raeli, who was the last to arrive and did not know the proper situation, also laughed at the saintess and said,

“I guess you got hit while driving Argal again?”

“At this point, I can’t help but know.”

Everyone gathered in front of me, expecting that.

Previously, the situation was also the situation, and I died right away, so I couldn’t say goodbye properly, but even now, I’m properly reunited.

“…are you back?”

“yes.”

Asher sneaks up and asks me in front of me.

yes, i’m back

But there were still many things to be done.

The demon king tried to catch me, and the executioner moved.

We need to discuss whether there is a way to solve all of that.

“Before that, what happened in the castle of demons?”

Then the warrior asks.

I guess I should share what happened in the castle.

He nodded and gave a brief explanation.

The process of destroying the demon castle, killing the executive, and finally scarring the demon king.

There was a man with a wrinkled face.

Fran asked me.

“Then, how long have you been dead?”

“…you can’t count.”

“No matter how undead you are, you should take good care of your body. Even if you die without fighting, you won’t become mad, that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t spare yourself.”

That’s not wrong.

It’s because I’m already experiencing the side effects of using death too excessively.

He nodded and moved on to the next subject.

Based on the things I told you about in the Demon Castle, the Sword Saint made inferences one by one.

“I don’t know why, but the demon king regards your existence itself as a huge variable. If he doesn’t recruit you, it’s as if the demon king’s army will be defeated unconditionally.”

“Is it because Argal doesn’t die that much because he’s strong?”

Raeli answered the reason.

However, the swordsman shook his head.

“Even considering that, I can’t understand the demon king’s actions. And no matter how strong Argal is, the King of the Dead is also strong and doesn’t die. Considering that, I wonder if it’s enough to recruit the Undead after seeing one.”

Then he put forward his own thoughts.

“It’s like if you didn’t predict the future, you wouldn’t do it.”

“Demon King, can you see the future?”

I thought the odds were somewhat high.

Right now, even if the bishop is not in the realm of the transcendent, the future can be predicted, and the demon king, who uses the balance almost universally, can see the future.

However, if there is a contradiction, if the demon king really saw the future, he would not have recruited me.

The Demon King did not seem to be acting with a true view of the future.

exactly… . or seeing an imperfect future.

Raeli is dumbfounded by the reasoning of the Sword Master.

“If the demon king can see into the future, how are you going to win?”

“Still, it’s not perfect. If the demon king truly saw the future, he would have expected and reacted to it being released even after being sealed. Even if the demon king sees the future, there is a high possibility that it will be uncertain or limited.”

Everyone nodded and was wondering what to do with the demon king who could see the future.

The uninvited guest who was supposed to come came.

Black shadows bind my arms and legs.

The hero immediately pulled out his sword and cut it off, and Frank created a strong barrier to block an attack that might come from somewhere.

“Who is it!”

“There he is!”

Right after the hero shouted, Fran sensed the location of the enemy and fired a large magic blast.

As the magic shot out, a large clearing was created in its place.

To be able to fire such magic in a very short time was only possible with considerable skill.

As for Fran, it seems that the research I gave you has been researched to a certain level.

When the scene of battle quickly became the scene, the opponent who made the sudden ambush was revealed.

I know very well who the author is.

The one I personally killed before the return, and the one who kidnapped me after the return.

The loyal dog of the heinous royal family, and the one who executes any crime.

Chief Executor Dante.

A shadow shaman came to this place.