117 – Fork in the Road (2)

The first prison cell has been emptied. All but a few people left for Philamon.

Numerous horses moved. Even if most of the jailers set out to rescue the city Philamon, their number totaled only about 400.

Less. Too few

In the first place, the Penal Execution Center was not an armed group. A prison that holds thousands of prisoners.

In the first place, the city Philamon is being attacked at this time?

Who the hell?

“Chief Veronica!”

I put a horse next to her. Veronica glanced back at me in annoyance.

“She would have told me to stay in the penal servitude!”

“How can you not follow this!”

I hurriedly drove the horse. To be honest, I was just going to be in the prison cell.

But I had a sudden idea.

Subtly overlapping periods. As soon as I knew I was here, Philamon suddenly exploded.

There is something. At least something related.

It must have something to do with Archbishop Dwayne. It is clear that this dog has worked, so you should check with your own eyes!

Couldn’t it be… You’re trying to secretly raid the city Philamon and blame it on Arpina?

Since the city of Philamon is a special city within the Empire where the Church of Ra’s autonomy has been recognized… If they are slaughtered in droves, are you going to hold Arpina responsible?

Too much to say that…It’s too much of a gamble…?

Suddenly, I had a passing thought. The image of Amar, the demon of love, came to mind.

“……”

However, that idea was soon put to good use. No one in the world knows about her. Even her bursting out is nothing more than the explosion of her unbearable stress after 5 years.

A ticking time bomb, a demon who longs for love.

Since she kept her mouth shut all the time, no one knows what’s going on inside her. Didn’t she say that at least she might take the ‘Sage of Water’, who is famous for being smart in the game?

But if you’re targeting Amar… If that’s the case…

“…Oh sh*t!”

I don’t know what the opponent’s goal is. You just need to check the truth at Philamon.

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After all, Amar’s stress level is not yet at the threshold. With 5 years left, it’s a long way from exploding.

Even if you try to use Amar, you can’t use it at all.

So… Check the Philamon first!

“I’ll go first!”

“What?! Don’t get out of line! Stupid thing! Dangerous!”

“Because I’m the most dangerous here?!”

“What are you talking about!!”

Raise your voice. Target is horse.

Pour blessings as much as you can.

[Use Blessing (A).]

The horse was roughed up. The bursting holy power spread like wings.

“What is this?!”

Veronica freaked out.

An enormous amount of holy power devoured the horse. Her mane covered in flames, and my outstretched feet energized.

Pie is the ground. The fluttering mane was dyed red.

Veronica stuttered her words.

“This is crazy?! You are this baby! You’re not an ordinary interrogator!”

“What is this… What an incredible holy power…”

“Close to Director Veronica…!”

“Uh, maybe more…”

I ignored the admiration that burst out like a scream. I whispered in the horse’s ear.

“Let’s go.”

With the horse’s wild turing, the space was compressed.

Qua gag gag gag!

In an instant, the distance widens. The wind blew in with great force.

A thick layer of dust rose. Snow mixed and flowed. I got into a position. Originally, half a day was a necessary distance.

But for me, that’s not a limitation.

“Run!”

“Phehehe!”

The passing snow melts. Even the frozen wind warms it.

The Warhorse of Ra.

Fire seeps into the eyes of the horse that has inherited the blessing. Rough horseshoes trample everything.

It’s been almost two hours since I started to see Philamon, the city.

I stopped talking on the hill and looked down at the city. Green flames bursting out, and red flames against them occupied the city.

People’s screams. The sound of metal reverberating and voices filling the void.

Pillamon is burning. Buildings are on fire and toppling over.

Even the hot springs I once stayed in were in ruins. There was no human trace to be found.

And then…

“…What is that?”

It shimmers ominously. The green flames that burned the streets and colored the buildings.

Is there such a thing…?

It is the color of fire mixed with poison. If it’s that unusual color, I’m sure I’ll remember seeing it…

Never seen it. There was nothing that came to mind in the many game experiences.

“How does something work?”

I got off my horse. The words that were panting had already burned all of their originality.

Since the distance was narrowed in the first place, it is no longer necessary.

“Relax.”

I want to rest too…But I can’t help it.

It’s rattled.

[Executioner’s Greatsword (A)]

“Kyaaa!!!”

I threw myself in the direction of the screams. An attacked woman and a shivering child.

The assailant looked down and raised his sword. Green flames flared up from the blade.

-That’s…!

I heard Ra’s voice. I moved.

Hold on to the hilt of the greatsword and go deeper. Surrounded by a burning torch…

It was pierced through. The monster’s body.

“Keoeoeoeoeok?!”

A scream broke out. Blood flowed down the sword body.

The taste of the hand is dirty. But, well, nothing really bothered me.

I’ve already cut through a lot of chunks of meat.

“Who are you?”

“Keep… Uhhhhh…”

The spark was ignited. Green flames burned over the black gloves.

A strange light piercing through the thick fabric. The shape was very similar to the one I knew, so I took off the glove.

“…Such crazy.”

The stigma of Ra. It is burning He was screaming so desperately.

“Ra. What does this mean?”

– Fallen sleep!

“Are you a fallen one?”

-Absolutely! Damn this! Polluting my flame…! Who the hell…!

The mask was taken off. A face you’ve never seen. However, as long as he had the stigma, he could roughly figure out who he served.

At this time of year, the guy who is going to do this kind of eccentricity as a group must be a high-ranking person even within the church. Fortunately, there were many speculations. It must have something to do with it.

“Dwayne’s subordinate?”

There was no answer. The body of the man who was struggling was limp. He’s dead

I swung my sword. Leaving the bouncing corpse alone, I pushed the hardened child.

“A. Don’t leave her mother’s side.”

“…….”

The child couldn’t. I just opened my eyes wide and fluttered. I sighed and lifted the scruff of the boy’s neck.

He took the guy with the dagger directly to the woman. Perhaps because she had seen the man killed right in front of her eyes, the woman trembled and left without saying thank you.

Yes what. Of course.

I glanced around.

What a mess. It’s sh*t It’s so sh*t that it reminds me of Paramer.

The burned building collapsed. Some of the walls were broken, and people’s screams echoed. There was nothing that was fine. Sobs engulfed the whole city.

“Help me… Help me…”

An earnest cry. It’s a child’s voice I must have been ten years old at most. I frowned at the voice that didn’t even have a voice changer.

“A. f*ck. It’s over the line. Really.”

I looked up. He slanted down the greatsword slung over his shoulder.

“…It doesn’t suit me.”

Green sparks burst from all sides. The fallen paladins appeared between the buildings. Strange zealots circling around, watching as if they would rush at any moment.

I loosened my shoulders. Putting the situation to rest first is the priority.

“Let’s try being a hero.”

The greatsword scratched the ground. He stretched out his feet towards the rushing paladins.

The fireworks went off.

. . .

“Oh sh*t!”

Rosemary spat out a curse. It was a little late because it was hiding near the city of Philamon. So even the life that could have been saved could not be saved.

When we arrived, things were already messed up. The number of paladins was higher than expected.

A hundred?

No, two hundred?

As far as Paladins go, it was a difficult but balanced number. But damn it, the paladin wasn’t everything.

A follower with green flames around his eyes.

Those who had not received regular training rushed. Like a wild dog, he ignored the pain and bit the Heretic Questioner.

Weapons are insignificant. A rusty dagger or sword. It was a tool I had picked up from somewhere.

But what was truly frightening was the fact that even though it had been split in two, it crawled on the floor and rushed at it.

They must be soldiers raised through special training. The pain doesn’t go through, and he lashes out with his sword until he dies.

One is not scary. The heat is not scary either.

However, the number exceeds several thousand. When you consider that a small city only has a population of 10,000, that’s a crazy number.

“How much did the mad Archbishop have to worry about…?!”

Are they secretly raised by the Sunsin Church? How the hell did you secretly raise enemies of this size?

And what is this in the first place? What is this damn dirty flame?!

The paladins rushed through the dust and swung their swords.

Not one.

…Three!

Rodmary hurriedly confronted him. A metallic sound echoed, and the buildings that passed by were torn to pieces one after another.

The three danced dizzy at once. Each aimed at a place that could not be defended at the same time, and drove Rosemary with a perfect pass.

Feels like three in one. Are you even sharing your mind?!

Rosemary grabbed the ax in reverse. She strained her retreating legs.

“Do it in moderation! You bastards!”

The ax sparked. A wolf came out of the air.

Grunge, grinding teeth. The fangs made a sound as if they were about to break. The wolf jumped out and got wrapped around the ax…

For an instant, the weight became heavy.

Jumping.

The load was tight all over the body. A feeling of heaviness swept through his entire body. But Rosemary caught her breath. She backed up her lack of physical ability with her s*xual power.

More.

We need to go further.

Otherwise…He’ll be in that situation again. So never.

I…I have to become stronger…!

I can’t stop in a place like this!

The torch went over the weapon and even burned his hand. Rosemary’s eyes turned red.

Exploding fireworks. Descending god.

The shape change that took place devoured the top of the heavy axe.

Bigger.

More red.

“I’m going to screw it up!!!!”

The ground split apart with a cry. The paladins were swept away by the swirling flames.

Quaaa!!!!!

After eating three buildings, the ax calmed down. The wolf whimpered and returned to the air. Rosemary sighed as the ax became lighter again.

You can. Can be suppressed. But how many casualties will there be by then?

This is not the time to think. You have to move. We have to save at least one more person as much as possible…!

“What?!”

Amidst the sound of stones being trampled, Rosemary twisted him around. Five paladins rushed through the dust in front of them.

The sword flashed, and a blazing green flame whispered.

Death.

Danger.

“Oh my gosh…!”

I hurriedly raised the ax amidst the swear words, but it was a bit late. A ferociously swinging ax cut off four swords, but missed one.

A sword that cuts through gaps. Green flames exploded violently.

Rosemary gritted her teeth. She waited for the pain to come.

But there was no pain.

Instead, the paladin’s head was crushed by the greatsword.

Quaaa!!!!!

The fireworks went off. Part of the building collapsed, and the fallen paladin attacking Rosemary was completely crushed.

The protruding eyeball rolled on the floor. An impact that made the Paladins who seemed to have lost their will flinch for a moment.

The eyeballs that had been rolling around came to a halt. I was trampled hard by someone and exploded with a bang.

The one who lifted the sticky boots slapped his greatsword over his shoulder.

“…Rosemary.”

The priest’s uniform, which was a mix of white and black, shook. Symbol of Ra. Tall. It’s very big, so I have to look up for a while now.

The back of a person who went to the door several times since the last time we met, but couldn’t bear to go in and just waited.

A man who must have been at the church headquarters stood in front of her.

“Why are you here?”

“……?”

Rosemary blinked her eyes. She cursed inwardly without realizing it.

No f*ck.

“Why are you here?!!!”