118 – Crossroads (3)

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The barrier between the Vatican headquarters and the outside.

There was a series of artillery fire there. The earth shook and the divine barrier resonated as if it would collapse at any moment.

But it’s still solid. There is no such thing as quickly collapsing. The light was bright, still shining pure white.

For this day, how hard I tried not to collapse inside or outside. It is not so weak that it collapses in an instant.

Dwayne stood on top of a tower built in the Vatican, looking down at the shaking earth.

The flame of Ra is burning. There are many repulsive magic mixed in it. Has Ashwal Haltz also returned to being an enemy?

The number of troops gathered was considerable. It is not a movement that can be done overnight.

…I knew it.

There was only one enemy worth noting out there.

Dimona Heretic Inquisitor.

Among her enemies, she is the only human who would do something like this.

“……”

Dwayne made eye contact with a woman far away. She raised her hand and slit her neck.

A warning letter to yourself. Are you waiting there?

“…As expected, you are competent.”

Noticing part of the plan and even making preparations. She is a smart woman too. She wanted to get her hands on it if possible.

But in the end, it seemed that all she found out was only scratching the surface. Arpina was still in her own hands, and her most important plan was still being carried out.

There was information that an intruder was mixed in the signal from Philamon. However, City Philamon is only a bait.

The real thing is Amarda, the demon of love. Her and only she will fulfill her own purpose.

“You look happy. Dwayne.”

“…Apostle Fabian.”

The Holy Knights are famous even within the Order.

The leader of ‘Trace of Ashes’ smirked.

The few remaining apostles of the Sun God Church, handpicked by Ra.

Asked Fabian, who was eating an apple while leaning against his spear.

“How is it? How does it feel to have the moment you so longed for right in front of you?”

“…….”

Dwayne didn’t answer. I can’t trust the man in front of me. He seems like he’s just on his way. He’s only been on a boat for a while.

I got help, but I still don’t know what the man was up to.

“Apostle Fabian…What do you want?”

“Answer a question with a question. It’s no fun. Do you mean me doesn’t exist. I just… Have fun getting hit and run like this.”

Fabian tossed the leftover apple.

“Look. Isn’t it funny Priests who have never had to fight, even if they squeal, are fighting each other.”

“I don’t know what is fun.”

“Oops. Dwayne. Let’s say frankly huh? The peace was so long, you wanted to break it too. You did this because you felt sorry for the church that was slowly going down the path of decline. Is not it?”

That’s right.

But that’s not all.

“…Without strong pillars, the church will only be swept away. I’m going to be that pillar. Strong enough to rebel against the orders of the Empire.”

“It must have been quite traumatic.”

“Apostle Fabian. Then I’ll ask the opposite. What do you want? What on earth is at the end of this, are you helping me?”

All information comes from Fabian. So he was able to prepare.

A spell that forcibly controls the followers of Ra. The existence of Amar, the demon of love. To secretly prepare troops that can be used at any time.

Without him, he couldn’t have planned in the first place. All of this was possible because of him.

That’s why I was more curious.

What the hell is he helping himself for?

“I told you. I like confusion.”

“……”

“You can do what you want to do. Work out to your heart’s content Whether I put the blame on Arpina or kill all the Dimonas out there, I absolutely don’t care?”

Fabian chuckled.

“Isn’t it important to do what you want to do? Like everyone else, I’m just being honest with my desires. Chaos. Confusion. And everything that will happen because of it.”

“…That is not an apostle-like statement.”

“It’s like an apostle… I just got caught accidentally in the first place.”

“This is blasphemy.”

“Because I have someone more important than God. What she wants is the way I want.”

Fabian leaned his foot against the window of the tower.

“Then Dwayne. I’ll be watching from the top. Please show me? Was I worth investing in you?”

“You don’t have to worry about that. The worst prisoner ever to be born in Tantalus will soon be in my hands.”

“You’ll have to watch it to know.”

“…Yes?”

“Yes. No matter how omnipotent beings are, they can’t anticipate everything. For example, yes…”

Fabian swung and threw himself.

“Like the guy who lived beyond your expectations.”

Dwayne followed Fabian’s disappearance with his eyes.

An unexpected existence?

If that’s the case, there’s only one.

“…Zahard Inquisitor.”

But does he have enough power to cover all these plans?

No. That much you can be sure of.

The rampaging demons in Tantalus will consume everything, and a few cities in the northern part of the Empire will simply be blown away.

And that’s not the end. Beyond that lies the situation he wants.

The power to do everything according to one’s will.

It was clear that Pavlos, the commander of the Holy Knights, would be on his way to the execution center by now. There is not much time left.

The preparation was perfect. He had tested how many times he could handle monsters, and it was clear that once he got on top of them, he would be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with even the Empire.

Never again will he have to hold his breath chewing on his own incompetence.

You will be able to walk the path you want to go without repeating the same mistakes as before.

“…Strength.”

Yes.

I only saw that and came all the way here.

Dwayne turned around. Bishop Brody, who was trembling and watching, exclaimed urgently.

“Go, Your Excellency! Hey, I heard the story! Doing such a thing in Tantalus! So, then, what will happen to the First Penal Execution Center?! My son… What about my son, Beverick!”

“Please calm down. Bishop Brody.”

Dwayne walked. He put his hand on Brody’s shoulder.

“It is necessary to make sacrifices for the purpose.”

”Everything, you…You are…”

Brody shuddered.

“You didn’t mean to…Save my, my son…?”

“Wasn’t it you who dragged me into something useless in the first place?”

“I…I am definitely loyal to you…”

“I like loyalty. Bishop Brody. But my definition of a subordinate is different from yours.”

A tile that can be placed.

Writable cards.

A hand that can be discarded at any time.

“Bishop Brody.”

Dwayne tapped his trembling shoulder.

“Are you happy? Your son’s death will be the cornerstone that will lead us to glory.”

“Everyone, you…You are crazy! What are you trying to do?! While devastating a quarter of the northern part of the empire… What the hell are you going to do!”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

Dwayne passed him.

“It is to spread the name of Ra.”

Howled, Bishop Brody charged. However, the paladins who moved immediately pushed him to the ground.

Dwayne clicked his tongue briefly. To be ignorant.

That’s why I’m lying there. If I’d rather been given a green spark like the others, I wouldn’t have bothered with stupid thoughts.

“Are you killing me?”

“Leave it alone. He’s a man with nothing to see anyway. There are other important things now.”

There is no more time to cry anxiously because there is no strength.

All that remains is time to suppress those who laugh at Ra with force.

“How was the handling of the sacred barrier in Arpina’s office?”

“Not long before the dissolution!”

“…Good. Then, where shall we go to see your face?”

Six paladins with direct skills that are inferior to daytime shrine maidens, but can be expressed as the highest level within the church.

Dwayne stepped into the cracking sacred barrier.

“Let’s go to greet the new era. Brothers.”

. . .

“It was all a lie?!”

“Watch out on the right.”

Cut off the heads of the attacking followers. Tore off his spine and tossed him.

Rosemary swung the ax wildly. After pulling out the skull of the attacking paladin, he argued with me.

“Why, why did you lie to me?!”

“It’s a covert operation.”

“You can tell me! Do you know how worried I was?!”

“I know. There’s no way you wouldn’t know.”

Wrapped her like a hug. She spun around, kicking down the follower who approached from behind her.

Blood bursting. He gently held her waist amidst the fluttering flesh.

“You cried for me. My mouth was itching to talk too.”

“Ugh… Ugh… I didn’t think it would be that easy…”

“But now you don’t tick-tick that much?”

“Don’t shut up?!”

Rosemary reached out her hand. I grabbed the head of the believer who was sticking his teeth behind me and pinned it to the floor.

She growled as she stained her soiled hands with the torch.

“If you keep it a secret next time, I know you will die by my hand!”

“Okay, can you explain the situation first?”

She and her back to back. Many. Too many dirty

“Who is it?”

“Damn Archbishop Dwayne!”

As expected. Was it after all

“Did you kill all the eyewitnesses and try to blame Arpina for not being able to protect the city?”

“The referee said the same thing! But this uneasy flame…”

“It is a polluted divinity. You can’t covet it.”

“Who covets?!”

My feet fell at the same time. The torch blazed.

The flames spread like a sweep and engulfed those who were tainted.

It ran rampant like an incarnation of destruction. The swords were broken as if destruction were alive and breathing.

Breaked the throats of the Paladins.

Broken the sword and slashed the waist.

The green light was extinguished and red light was carved on top.

Explosive splendor. In the midst of the flames, we turned our feet at the same time as we were breaking through.

A move that seemed to be in sync. In the midst of our crossed gazes, we threw our weapons at the paladins who were rushing at each other.

[Heavy Slashing Darkness – Use Stomp (S).]

Quaaa!!!

The area was completely blown away in the overlapping explosion. In the deep crater, I slung my greatsword over my shoulder.

“Have you grown?”

“This monster…How strong can it be…”

Rosemary, who had barely kept up the tempo while panting, drooped. I fidgeted with the cat’s ears.

“Don’t you know that once a teacher is always a teacher?”

“Ugh… One day, a blow to that bridge of the nose…”

“Uh huh. Don’t mess around.”

“Because I’m older?!”

In the midst of bickering, believers were flocking again. Is it because of the loud noise?

The number of people sticking their faces out through the buildings is far greater than before.

But what can I say…

“…Isn’t it fun?”

This beating. This fight.

An act of pleasure without responsibility against the corrupt!

My body trembled. I want to swing a little more.

Slaughter with accumulated stats is the national rule of RPG games!

“Let’s try one more time…!”

Quaaa!!

An explosion broke out elsewhere. The believers who were glaring at me were attacked in an instant.

Exploding fireworks. I drooped my greatsword. I thought it was on fire…

“Didn’t you come alone?”

“Are you coming alone because you’re crazy?!”

The heavy sword roared wildly and split the paladin’s head. There was definitely something more than a holy fire clinging to the falling sword.

A strange looking heavy sword. Has it just arrived at shapeshifting?

This is true. After all, it must be the strongest force in the church.

Drenched in blood, Radatokk growled like a bear.

“I will kill them all… heretics… never forgive me…”

Our eyes met.

The growling man hurriedly came down.

“Brother?! Why are you here…?! Didn’t you go to the execution center…”

Rosemary’s eyes flashed. His head snapped.

“Didn’t you say it was a secret mission…? I didn’t know… How do you know Rada Talk…?”

Ah.

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I’m tired.