123 – Beyond the Dream (1)

Dwayne’s envoy, Pavlos, the commander of the Holy Knights, set foot in the penal servitude.

The guard, who was watching, flinched.

“Who…”

Suddenly.

My neck fell off. Pavlos whispered in a low whisper.

“Kill them all.”

The black shadows scattered.

“Quaaa!!”

“Who, who…!”

“It’s an intruder!!!”

There were only a few guards left. It didn’t take long to process. Pavlos trampled over the corpses.

One of the attendants asked.

“What about Chief Warden Rupes?”

“It’s not too late to deal with things after work.”

“However, even after doing this, not showing your face…”

“Even if you run away, it is useless. After all, all he has left is death.”

Pablos grabbed the surviving jailer by the throat. He dragged himself through the prison cell.

“Where is Amar?”

“Buy, save…”

Pudeuk.

Bone was broken.

“Quaaa!!!”

“There is no second time. Where is Amar?”

“I, I don’t…”

Pablos cut his throat without hesitation. His hand in killing the same priest was unstoppable.

Anyway, those who do not serve Cardinal Dwayne are heretics.

The tainted stigma shimmered ominously. With the key he stole, Pavlos opened the door to the darkest part of the prison cell.

“……”

It’s clean. Different from memory. Pablos walked into a place where he had once set his foot before.

I felt a strange gaze inside the iron window. He had obviously been wearing a straitjacket before, but now he was wearing a plain prison uniform.

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Did Warden Veronica do something?

…Well, it doesn’t matter that much.

Pablos walked. He passed through a curiously stretched hallway and stopped in front of bars.

Demon of love, Amar.

The grotesque being was inside the cage. He glanced back at him, a face much clearer than he had seen before.

“……”

Silence ensued. Pavlos’ eyebrows twitched.

Why? I don’t flirt overtly like I used to. I don’t even flinch from hanging on the barbed wire.

“Amar.”

“…….”

“Is Amar the Devil of Love?”

“……”

Amar turned his head back. The halo above his head trembled, as if interrupting his thoughts.

Pablos put his hand on the bars. He tried to open it as hard as he could, but his hand bounced back.

I see. It’s not just a prison, is it?

“Are you looking for the warden Rupes?”

“No need.”

Pablos’ hand caught fire.

“It just needs to be melted.”

Hunger for power. It was Dwayne who saved the disappointment of hitting a wall. Who would have known that even though he had only sworn allegiance, his capacity would rise.

Scorching flames slowly melted the iron bars. He completely broke the law of restraint that he hadn’t even touched before.

“Hold on.”

“Yes.”

The attendants jumped out and grabbed Amar’s body. Amar, who had been brought in without much resistance, slowly looked up at Pavlos.

The hostility that is secretly revealed. An action far from the feeling of love.

“Leave me.”

“…Was there a change of heart?”

“I told you to let go.”

“There is no use in shouting like that. I know everything anyway. You’re just a bowl It’s just a shell that contains power. Among the knowledge we learn, the cultivation of the mind is also included. We are not easily shaken. I don’t even have the feeling of ‘love’ to you. Devil.”

The attendants moved. A complicated spell was drawn on the floor.

The right number of people in the right place.

Amar is trapped in the middle of a complicated spell that was built in an instant. Pavlos grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed her to the floor.

Kung.

“Build a portal.”

“Yes.”

Green sparks pierced the air. The bizarreness that started from a small point started to connect somewhere.

A faintly audible hymn. In line with the verse, the paladins also began to sing along.

Amar wriggled her body. Pavlos pressed her down.

“Is it painful? Devil.”

“Ugh… Ugh…”

“Yes. What dwells within you must be pure evil. It is an ugliness itself that cannot be compared to the sacredness of Ra. He was born a trash, and he was a body that would not be strange if he died.”

“……”

“But it is still not enough. It’s too short. His Highness Cardinal Dwayne knew that too. There is something he gave himself for you.”

Pablos forced her mouth open.

“Can you see this?”

“Eup! Ugh!!”

“This black pill is the handle. It’s like a match sticking into a fireplace full of logs. The moment you eat this, you will gnaw yourself. Because of your terrible power, the surroundings will slowly be twisted and destroyed.”

“uuu!!!!”

“There is no use in struggling. Devil. Weren’t you wrong from the first time you were born? Neither human nor monster. Because he was awkwardly stuck, he was abandoned by both of them. And they end up being used.”

Pablos’ hand stirred Amar’s mouth. I touched her uvula and forced her to swallow a pill.

“Now. Good. Beyond the dream. Devil Remind yourself of your past constantly. Go through the trauma and run wild. Perhaps…”

Pavlos whispered.

“You might be happier out there.”

. . .

Demon of love, Amar.

An existence that has held malice toward humans in its heart for decades.

What is love? Above all else, it is a feeling that is closer to ‘understanding’. All sins are forgiven in the name of love.

But Amar’s case was different. Love is just a simple excuse. In the first place, she didn’t love people. She took her from her childhood and brainwashed her experimenters to get her cooperation.

Fake love that is good to use. But nonetheless, she endured it all. She believed that the feeling she had was love, and she had no doubts.

If that enmity is a denial of the value of his existence, if he realizes that he cannot be loved by any other being…

Because that was when her hell would begin.

“……”

I kept my eyes on the direction in which the dark red columns of light flowed out. It crushed and exploded the zealots who rushed at it.

The blood dripping down his arm kept his head organized. There was still time.

Did you say there were 12 hours left until the runaway?

It was the first phrase I saw. Normally, it would just explode without warning. But this time, something was different, so that kind of warning message popped up.

In other words, there might be a way to stop it. It’s always better to go directly…

Filamon hasn’t been sorted out yet. It was a bit difficult to leave them.

I can’t help it. First of all, the best thing is for me to quickly deal with this place somehow…

Kwajik.

The head of the zealot who rushed at me was crushed. Radatoque, who had torn the flesh as if squeezing tofu, glanced at me.

“Go. Brother.”

“Yes?”

“I don’t know what it is, but judging from your hesitation, isn’t something urgent happening?”

The brown bear of the Church of Ra swung the heavy sword roughly. The sparks that arose ripped off the paladin’s armor along with the flesh.

“We will take care of this.”

“…Are you okay?”

“I trained for that, and I came here to do that. If you come and grab your brother’s ankle, the judge will be very angry.”

Radha Tok slung his heavy sword over his shoulder. He walked past me

“You must not forget that I am higher in rank.”

“……”

“Go. Brother This is an order from the captain.”

I laughed. Well, I can’t help but say that.

But even so, it’s a bit too much to just go. I poked Veronica in the side.

“What!”

“Lada Talk. Warden Veronica is fine, right?”

“Are you cooperating?”

“What is cooperation? This is what happened, but if I stay still, I’m also a heretic. Stupid Instead, there are conditions. Brown bear.”

Veronica patted her shoulders.

“I don’t really like being a conductor. I’d rather not be greedy from the start and do something like the Heretic Questioner. You are in charge of all the conducting. I’m just going to break it all down.”

“Isn’t it destroying even civilians?”

“Do you want to die?”

Veronica snarled and glanced at me. She let out a deep sigh.

“Hey.”

“Yes?”

“Go away. I don’t know what it is, but if you see a brown bear saying that, it means there’s something you need to do, right?”

Veronica glanced at the dark red pillar of light.

“…It’s obvious without looking at it. It’s all turned upside down Whew. I don’t know anything else, but be sure to protect Monica.”

“Thinking about it, you care so much.”

“Among the many guards, he was the only one with a good mental head. If I were to retire, I was thinking of my successor. He’s not the type to die in a place like that.”

Veronica dragged her attitude.

“Put this on the ledger as well. I’ll take care of everything.”

“Okay. I will use you as a slave later.”

“Looking back.”

. . .

Monica struggled. Rupes covered her mouth.

“Hush!”

A cold sweat ran down his face. The rapid muttering of the voice was difficult to hear.

Screams were constantly echoing outside. A massacre that seemed to leave no voices alive inside the building.

A lot of time has passed since Rupes and I were trapped here. At first he was in heat, but he was trembling with fear.

“f*ck… Crazy bastards… Why are they killing everyone…? Sir, are you sure you want to get rid of me too? This wasn’t in the plan…What’s going on…?”

Rupes trembled. Blood flowed from his bitten fingernails.

“I have to hide first… No… I have to run away… But the opponents are the paladins… Archbishop Dwayne’s hounds… There’s no way I can escape…”

“Eup! Town!”

“Everyone, shut up!”

Pair!

Monica’s face turned around. Her handkerchief, which had bound her mouth, untied. Monica spat bloody saliva and bit Rupes’ hand as it entered her mouth.

“This b*tch!”

Pair! Match! Match!

Monica slumped at the sound of slapping in succession. She still had no strength in her body. Her holy powers didn’t react, and she was silent, as if dying.

“Oh, I shouldn’t have come to a place like this in the first place… Do I have to go out now…? Oh, or…I should have gotten that spark…But since I-I stupidly refused…I shouldn’t have said anything about showing my allegiance back then…!”

Rupes, who had muttered incessantly in her panic, glanced back at her. She let out a rough breath as if she had found an oasis in the middle of the desert.

A determined look. Her hand moved slowly.

“Ji, I think it would be similar whether I went out now or later… I, I did it for now…”

The towering chunky pants. Monica opened her eyes wide. Gathering up her suckling strength, she moved along her wall.

“Where are you going…? Huh…?”

Rupes followed slowly behind him. She reached out and trampled her Monica’s coat.

“You can’t run away. Monica. I said I love you… I love you, b*tch…!”

“Kuk… Kuk…”

Monica’s throat tightened from behind her. Rupes tugged at her thick coat and smacked her lips.

Her eyes were already averted. Paralyzed by her fear and lust, she hurriedly undid her belt from her waist.

“Yeah, but I have some experience, right? It only hurts the first time… After that, it doesn’t hurt at all.”

“Eup! Town! Town!”

“It’s okay. ‘Cause I’ll make you kind sh*t… But if you don’t stay still… They’ll really kill you…?”

Pair!

She struggled as hard as she could as Monica got another slap on the cheek. She was beaten in the stomach and her back trampled on, but she didn’t stop rebelling.

“This b*tch!”

Monica curled up in her body. She gritted her teeth to somehow gain her time.

“I’d rather… kill…!”

“Shut up your mouth?!”

Rupes drew his sword. Trampling her neck with her foot, she wrestled her sword as if it were about to touch her eye.

My gasping breath was very urgent. Her already turned eyes seemed to have lost control of her.

“If you move just one more time, I’ll cut off your entire right arm… Then the left arm… If you want to be severed and eaten, move.”

“Ugh…!”

“I don’t think my words sound like words…”

Rupes’ eyes flashed.

“You have to experience it to come to your senses…”

“Hey.”

The door creaked open. Monica struggled to turn her head.

The ex-man ran through his hair in sweat. His tired body, leaning against the door and about to collapse at any moment, was smeared with light torches in places.

A serious face like never before. The words spoken quietly were distorted somewhere.

“You…What are you doing now?”

There is no respect.

The ending is also subdued.

Even though Monica knew that he was an ally, she couldn’t stand the chill for a moment.

I was angry.

He… Zahad is mad.