ALTANUS [21]

Regressor's instructions Manual Episode 984

Altanus (21)

Of course, it might be because of my mood.

It was before the thoughts turned into actions. No, it must be due to the mood.

'I have to endure for 10 hours.'

Until all the prepared quests are exhausted, enduring is the only option.

Although I don't know the situation with the expedition team, I might be able to endure for about 10 hours.

If memories are gradually being erased...

'I could take different measures.'

Jin Cheong might come up with a different method. He would probably make some sort of provision to remember, like writing notes in a way or establishing signals or codes that only he would recognize. There are many ways.

The important thing is that the connection doesn't break before 10 hours pass. The problem is...

'That bastard won't be the only one unaffected by this discomfort.'

I don't know how Lee Ki-young's gradual erasure will work, but if a similar phenomenon happens to Jung Ha-yan or Kim Hyun-seong, the outcome is predictable. They might go berserk as if having a seizure. Frankly, those images came to my mind.

Hyun-sung and the others would probably express their anxiety, but at the very least, they wouldn't neglect their tasks. If the expedition team is indeed in danger and it's a situation where I have to rely entirely on Kim Hyun-seong and Jung Ha-yan, then the problem becomes serious.

Kim Hyun-seong would probably say something like, "I'm sorry, this is my third turn, I couldn't do anything," and just observe the situation...

'At least this one could be a nobleman .'

I'm worried that Jung Ha-yan might actually do something.

'Nuna, are you okay?'

They might find a way over there as well.

Whatever happens, the important thing is to do what I can here as quickly as possible.

If it's certain that I'm being forgotten in real time, there was no choice but to finish everything before that.

Moving hastily was natural. The large and small bombs that the Black Mage set up are making the dramatic situation even more dramatic.

Quaaah!

With that sound, the explosion resounds. Although the firepower wasn't that strong, the explosion sound has already been imprinted in the minds of the people here.

As if hell's furnace had exploded, screams reverberate from all directions. People are running away from here, bowing their heads and pouring out from all directions.

Instinctively, it felt like they were rushing towards a safe place, but in the underground Temple turned into an underground shelter, there were too many places that could be considered safe.

A few Templars were trying to control the crowd, but...

'Who would trust you?'

The Templars know better than anyone that they can't control this situation. The terror created by the Hellfire bombs, the terror imprinted in their minds, is beyond the level that a failed group can control.

"Kyaaaah!"

"Move! For God's sake! Move!"

"Everyone!"

"I'm getting out of here!"

Quaang!!

"Princess!"

"What the hell! What the hell!"

"Let us out of here! For God's sake!"

It looked exactly like what I saw at the Black Market.

Some people were sitting in a corner, in a state of panic, and there were also people hiding under decorative tables, to name a few. Most of them were trying to move away from the loud noises without even knowing where they were headed.

Quaang! Quaang!

The sounds continue to echo.

Most of them seemed to be to be bluffing, but just this alone was enough to push the underground Temple into an uncontrollable state.

The problem is...

'Damn, I'm having a hard time moving properly.'

I also can't move properly. With so many people running around like sparks on their feet, it's not easy to keep my balance, let alone move.

I'm worried that I might be pushed back, swaying among the crowd, as I pass by and get swept away, when a welcome voice reaches my ears.

"Priest!"

"…."

"Priest! Priest!"

"Jenny!"

The voice of Templar Jenny can be heard from a distance. The guy with tightly shut lips came running in, tossing people aside, and grabbed my wrist.

"Priest!"

"To Archbishop Dractarius..."

"You have to evade! Priest! For now, I'll take you to a safe place..."

"To where Archbishop Dractarius is."

"But..."

"Please take me to Archbishop Dractarius."

'Damn it, nothing's happening right now. Just bluffing.'

Of course, I'm starting to feel it a little. If we judge by the atmosphere, it feels like we're back in the previous time loop, as if the underground temple is about to collapse at any moment.

Chaos brings more chaos, and that chaos brings even greater chaos.

In reality, even though nothing is actually happening, everyone is acting as if the end of the world has come, making it feel like the world is really about to end.

Actually, Templar Jenny's face wasn't much different from the others. Even though he received professional training, he wasn't fearless.

Especially as a rookie who hadn't experienced a real battle, this situation might be even more terrifying.

The guy clenched his lips tightly. He probably wanted to drag me to a safe place immediately, but he couldn't avert his gaze from the eyes of the Priest. It's like being brainwashed to follow the words of this Priest, who stands before an indescribable fate. Although I don't understand it well, there was an indescribable sense of destiny in Lee Ki-young's eyes.

"Well... but..."

As I tried to bite down on my lips and pull my hand away, the sight of the guy pulling me towards him came into view.

"Lord Dractarius is probably still with the injured. This way."

"Templar Jenny..."

"I don't know what's happening right now, but... I'm probably too foolish to understand it...

'It's natural not to know.'

"I believe that if it's you, Priest, you can resolve it."

"…."

Certainly, I didn't take his words to heart. Since he was already deeply immersed in his role, I didn't want to disturb the actor who was deeply immersed.

Quaang!!

"Priest, this way!"

'Put on a show. Put on a show.'

Reacting to each wall bursting with a clattering sound as if demons were coming out each time.

Seeing him earnestly covered in sweat and jumping into action on the set makes me embarrassed.

Of course, it's not completely useless. Since he was piercing through the crowd, he was definitely opening up a path.

"Priest!"

But it's sad to see that there's nothing there. This guy might be too immersed, and if nothing happens, he might not even notice.

He might feel a little disappointed. When I felt anxious about that, I used a disposable teleportation spell, and the arm of a giant monster sprang out from the wall.

Even though it was a sudden event, the guy grabbed me and reacted by tumbling to the ground.

In an instant, his body tumbled on the ground, but he didn't seem to care, easily drawing his sword and slicing off the giant arm as if it were nothing.

"Yah!"

"...."

"Weak...."

'Shit, did I do it for nothing?"

"No... it's not weakness. I've become stronger."

He even mutters to himself perfectly.

"Thanks to you, Priest..."

"…."

"Thanks to you, I was able to become stronger."

'Nowhere to hide, huh? Shiba.'

There's confidence in his face. This one battle... makes you feel like anyone, even a trainee or a lower-ranking Templar, can do it.

Unlike the previous time loop, where tension made my breath rise to my throat, his face shows growth, as if he's developed a little.

The guy who hadn't shed his youthful air before is now standing tall, aiming to become a respected Templar through this incident.

Templar Jenny grew here.

The narration that this desperate situation should provide must be layered in. A butterfly that collapsed and crumbled on the ground, amidst fear and despair, while rolling on the ground and blocking the collapsing walls.

He must have had potential from the beginning, but his hesitation in actions seems to have disappeared. And just as his hesitation disappeared, I was able to quickly move towards Dractarius.

"I've brought the Priest with me! Archbishop Dractarius!"

"…."

"I've brought the Priest with me!"

After the turmoil inside, the door quickly opens.

Perhaps it's right to open the door, or maybe they were having an internal meeting. They probably haven't checked the situation outside yet.

Dractarius and the other priests couldn't abandon the patients here. From the perspective of the guards, focusing on Dractarius's safety was the only answer, as they couldn't go outside due to the patients.

"Fortunately. Really fortunate. You're safe."

As I expected, the guy surrounded by guards quickly approaches and grabs both of my hands.

"Ah... Priest of Prophecy."

"Right now..."

"Even without you, I was trying to send two or three guards outside to assess the situation. Because of the patients, we can't go outside... Can you tell us what happened? No... more importantly, are you feeling better?"

"I also... I can't be sure, but... maybe... maybe what will happen in the future is happening a bit faster. It's hard to understand... but there's a possibility that variables have emerged."

"The future that you saw... Then we don't have time for this. We need to lead the guards right away and gather the troops preparing inside the underground temple."

"I understand your concerns. But, Archbishop Dractarius."

"…."

"…."

"You must stay here."

"…."

"At least until this commotion settles down, you have to stay here."

"What does that mean?"

"If you leave this room now, The Archbishop ... Dractarius..."

Do you know what future I saw?

Even though I trailed off at the end of the sentence, he must know. This guy isn't a fool.

It's evident in his face that he understood my words. As if to say he understands, he quietly continues speaking.

"Have you seen my death?"

Yes, that's the right answer. If you leave here now, you will die.

Very tragically... meaninglessly.

"I am a servant of Lucifer. Priest. I fear no..."

"I…. I "

"…."

"I fear the death of the Archbishop..."

"….."

"I'm scared of you dying!"

"…."

"Archbishop Dractarius won't disappear from here. I know better than anyone. In the distant future... in the distant future, the Archbishop will do even greater things. I can't tell you the details, but Archbishop Dractarius... he will... rescue Saint Altanus. More than stabilizing this place right now, he will have a bigger task."

"...."

"I know well that you can't turn away from the suffering of others. I also know well that enduring this is probably even more tormenting for Archbishop than anyone else. But..."

Look straight into his eyes.

"But... please make a promise."

With sincere eyes,

"In the name of Lucifer, make a promise."

"…."

"Until the day I go to find Archbishop Dractarius. Even if it's not me... Those who genuinely love Lucifer, those who want to change this underground temple! Those truly blessed by the gods... Those chosen by the light... until they appear before the Archbishop..."

"Priest..."

"I'll survive... I'll wait... I'll endure, hoping for that day to come... For the hope that I don't know when will arrive..."

One tear, a sorrowful gaze. But intense determination.

"For that day... For that day alone, I will live!"

Resolute determination!

"Please make a promise!"

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This arc is interesting when you're not translating it 😂 it's just too much.