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◈ Chapter 119 - 17-Give Me the Liver and Gallbladder.

"I left...I left..."

Duke von Lorraine saw the empty space where Barracura had originally been.

The steaming tea cooled down, and the person to drink it also came out.

What is absurd is that the so-called head of the Robe Alliance ended his promise with the second-in-command of the Empire arbitrarily.

If there had been circumstances, the reason would have been revealed.

No, is it true that I left the situation so urgently that I couldn't manipulate the situation?

Since he came to seek the interests of the Lobe Alliance, why would he break his promise before achieving his goal?

It was reasonable to assume that he had gone off to meet Björn de Jevietz.

'Is it a threat? There is a possibility that it is so obvious that it is revealed like this.'

He deliberately approaches Björn in order to get the negotiation to his advantage.

The more this happens, the more anxious Duke von Lorraine becomes.

Perhaps due to emotional turmoil, the Loeb Alliance may take more than he wanted to give.

But Duke von Lorraine shook his head.

'If that's really the case, shouldn't we just negotiate here? There's no reason to go against my wishes by going to see Bjorn.'

Barracura's actions, which he committed in order to gain an advantage over the negotiations, crossed the line.

Anyway, von Loren and Loeb are allies.

However, pretending to build a new alliance has a huge negative impact on mutual trust.

There's no way Barakura doesn't know this.

Once his thoughts reached that point, Duke von Lorraine was able to organize his thoughts.

"Are you saying you're going to stick to Vienna in the end?"

He promised that if the rebellion was successful, he would hand over a lot of support and interests to the magicians.

He said he would also create a new magic tower centered around the Robe Alliance.

On the other hand, Björn has not made any promises.

Nevertheless, Barracura is trying to stick to Björn.

The politician Duke von Lorraine slowly recalled whether he had missed something, but he could not guess Baracura's state of mind with the information he had at hand.

Whatever the intention, Baracura moved.

Then Duke von Lorraine couldn't sit still either.

"Are you there?"

As Duke von Loren spoke, the image of a man appeared from a corner of the room.

It was Erji, the head of the secretariat, the emperor's confidant.

"You've done well. What do you plan to do now?"

He spoke informally to Duke von Lorraine.

It was quite different from when he faced the emperor.

He didn't criticize Erji like that.

Ergi was a spy planted in the Empire by Duke von Lorraine.

Originally, he was not qualified to rise to the level of head of the secretariat, but with the departure of Helga Sentel, he was fortunate to become Duke von Lorraine's spy and become a close associate of the emperor.

The reason why the secret meeting with the Rob Alliance has not been discovered until now is because of Erji's efforts.

"Get rid of Barakura and put someone else at the head of the Robe Alliance. I heard there are people within the Robe Alliance who are rebellious towards him, right?"

Three books said to have been written by Sir Ember Cutter.

Since the magicians of the Robe Alliance are also an elite class, they have all read the book.

And, as expected from the Loeb Alliance, they made even more extreme remarks.

The monarch had original sin simply by ruling.

We must cut off the head of the emperor who usurped power and get back what he took from us.

All kinds of radical stories were coming out within the Robe Alliance, and Barakura's leadership, which had previously focused only on improving the interests of wizards, was reaching its limits.

In other words, he had no reason to keep a disobedient dog alive.

Just replace it with another dog.

"I found the head of the Robe Alliance and killed him on the spot... If that's an excuse, even the Emperor won't have anything to say."

"What do you plan to do Bjorn?"

"He was having a private conversation with the leader of the puppet group. Of course, we should arrest him and protect His Majesty's safety. Isn't that your role, Head of the Undercover Department?"

Ergy countered Duke von Lorraine's order.

"His Majesty said that we should not touch Bjorn as much as possible until the Estates General."

"Your Majesty will be even more disappointed if you miss the opportunity to fill the noose."

Perhaps he thought it was true, but Erji didn't say anything more.

Duke von Lorraine did not know why the emperor was giving Bjorn special treatment.

"And do you know anything about the girl named Beaset Soran that Bjorn brought with him? I heard that she is the third daughter of Count Soran in the North."

"The third of Count Sorang's children is a boy. He probably brought a suitable woman to push the duke."

"She's a suitable bitch. You mean her looks?"

She didn't mind having holes for her eyes instead of her eyes, as long as it suited her.

Rather, she was right in judging that she had put up a suitable disguise to bring the child.

"As you arrest Björn, kidnap that bitch as well. It will definitely become a shackle to deal with Björn."

"I follow orders."

This is the capital of the empire.

I know you're special, but the guys who ran amok and died here were all special too.

You too will meet that fate.

Duke von Lorraine looked at Erzi hiding his body in the darkness and stared with eerie eyes at the garden where Björn was standing.

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"Now that she's out of the mansion, how long does she plan on holding your hand?"

"Well, a little more?"

"Then why don't you stop kneading? It doesn't really matter because it feels like I'm being sexually harassed."

"I'm just touching the golem. Don't worry about it, just keep walking forward."

Soft.

As I walked toward the villa, I played with Jin's hand endlessly.

The more I touched it, the better it felt.

Although it was a golem, it was indeed a work created by the 10th Circle Archmage himself.

I never thought it would be implemented so perfectly.

I felt like rubbing my cheek, but I held back because if I did any more, my clothes would be burned by Jin's fire.

"So what do you plan to do with me from now on?"

"Uh?"

"I didn't create this golem because I didn't want to see it playing around. I'll actively help, so just let me do it."

Yes, it was.

I didn't create a golem by paying for expensive alcohol just to rub my hands.

I let go of her hand and told her my future plans.

"First of all, you need to be active in the social world with me."

"Socialites?"

"Yes. Before the Estates General opens, the Emperor will hold a grand party to announce that he has completed the contract with the De Jeevitz family and absorbed the North. At that time, the merchant class and the wizard class will also be invited. At that party, the Emperor "I will try to persuade them."

Originally, partying was an aristocratic culture.

By inviting them into such a culture, merchants and wizards will feel welcomed.

The emperor will not miss the opportunity to persuade them.

The North has become the empire's, and the Human Lighthouse Corps will now be deployed to the battlefield, so the war will soon end.

I understand your dissatisfaction, but I will share the profits then, so let's work together a little longer.

I calmly explained what was going to happen.

"Then you will take on the role of ensuring that the party does not proceed according to the Emperor's wishes."

"You don't understand just by hearing it? What can I do at the party?"

"You're probably capable of more than you think."

By the end of the party, the Emperor will realize.

That everything he prepared couldn't escape my palm.

The important thing now is the Robe Union.

It was best if they approached me before the party started.

That way, there was enough time to prepare.

It is possible with just the students and professors of the Magic Tower, but there are clear limitations.

At that moment, while I was lost in thought, a person wearing a robe appeared from the other side of the road.

With not even ashes falling, the man had his hood pulled down and glared at us with blazing eyes.

My five senses warned me.

It's dangerous.

"Jin!"

I quickly grabbed Jin and hid him behind me and stared at him.

"What are you doing!"

He didn't even answer my questions.

Rather, mana slowly gathered in his hands.

The gathered mana took the form of a fireball.

The fireball, which was the size of a baseball, grew bigger and hotter.

The glowing atmosphere could be seen from afar.

"Be careful! It's a 9th circle spell or higher!"

"What?! Damn it!"

In this world, a 9th circle wizard cannot create a black hole or create heaven and earth.

The only beings who can use that level of firepower are divine beings.

However, the true strength of the wizards here lies in their ability to continuously fire magic of such power as if they were breathing.

Every time they used magic on the battlefield, 3 to 4 Sword Experts evaporated.

What I wonder is why such an archmage suddenly wants to attack me.

Before I could answer my question, the wizard fired magic at me.

"...「Inferno」."

With a short chant, a huge fireball flew in a straight line and melted the surrounding area like clay.

It was not powerful enough to be blocked even with self-defense weapons and a sword shield.

Moreover, I have doubts about whether I will be able to use the technology properly as I currently have a power outage problem.

However, there was something fortunate.

The magic the opponent used was fire-type.

And as I gained fire spirit, I became resistant to any kind of flame.

He threw himself towards the huge fireball.

A powerful explosion enveloped my body.

Even though the temperature was close to super-fever, my body was unharmed.

"Ah, I threw away all my clothes again."

It races toward the wizard while on fire.

I know very well how strong the 9th Circle wizard is.

But it would be foolish to challenge a knight at this distance.

The ground, melted like clay, trembled as I walked.

Gallop.

My body was launched towards the wizard, cutting through the wind.

In any case, unless they were divine beings, the physical abilities of wizards were no different from those of ordinary people.

Let's knock him out by beheading him, and later find out why he did this to me.

Thinking like that, I tried to hit his neck with the sword face.

But it didn't work out as expected.

This is because the wizard suddenly bowed his body.

"Oh, oh oh! Oh oh oh oh! Jin! You are truly Jin! The great flame of jinn who governs circulation and extinction! He has come! The Mother of Mana has descended! The first ember that colored the world with dawn is once again upon us. He guides you!"

The wizard shouted as he bowed towards Jin.

◈ Chapter 120 - 17-Give Me the Liver and Gallbladder.

Tears flowed from the wizard's eyes, and his voice trembled like an aspen.

The vein-lined eyes were close to those of a fanatic.

Surrendered by a thrill, he shouted to Jin.

"I couldn't have seen it wrong! I thought I couldn't have been wrong! I thought of Jin-nim hundreds and thousands of times! Even amidst the cruel persecution and oppression, I believed that a day like today would come! Ah! Jin-nim! Jin-nim! With the same grace as the sun and the sea, we Please forgive our sins and guide us toward the truth once again!"

It was difficult to understand the situation unfolding before my eyes.

I aimed my sword at the wizard's neck.

"You bastard, how do you know Jin? More than that, who are you? Why did you attack us and why are you bowing down to Jin?"

Blood flowed down the razor-colored blade of the sword.

Despite the threats, the wizard showed no sign of fear.

On the contrary, he was so happy that he was shaking his teeth and crying in joy.

Before he could stop him, he loosened his robe and exposed his chest.

Triangular border.

A flame blooms like a flower from the center.

It was engraved on his chest like a brand.

Jin seemed to know about that symbol.

She took a step back and observed her situation before approaching the wizard.

"...Yeonghwagyo. Bjorn, put away your sword. You are my follower."

Shinto?

Now that I think about it, I heard that in the past, there was a group of people who followed Jin.

Was their name Yeomhwagyo?

The golem's appearance was almost identical to Jin's, so it was not difficult for believers who followed Jin to recognize it.

After crossing a thousand years, a follower of the same faith appeared before Jin Yi once again.

Deciding that it was not an enemy, I sheathed my sword.

"Jin-nim. Jin-nim! Ah! Jin-nim...! Please take us back! Please forgive us for the sins we have committed...!"

The closer Jin got, the louder the wizard cried.

It seemed as if daring to look at him was disloyal, but at this moment he had been looking forward to, he seemed to have a double thought of wanting to see even more of the God he believed in and followed, and his head moved back and forth without knowing what to do.

Jin stood in front of him and slowly opened his mouth.

"My delicate believer. I have never taken you away. I have never embraced you, so how can I take you again? And you have not done anything wrong, so why should I forgive you?"

Even after a thousand years had passed and he met believers who still followed him, Jin had a shocked expression on his face.

Rather, he seemed displeased with the fact that there were still people who believed in him and followed him, and that they had appeared to serve him once again.

Whether he knew Jin's feelings or not, the wizard still only said what Jin wanted to say.

"Jin! Antenor, an apostle of the Flame Church, betrayed you. All the humiliation you have suffered so far is our sin. All believers of the Flame Church bear a huge, unspeakable original sin. Please take away your wrath. Please grant and bathe Yeomhwa Bridge in the light of dawn."

Instead of answering, Jin sighed and expressed his embarrassment.

In her eyes, this situation suddenly seemed like a farce that took place on the street.

The reason there are no people around is probably because this wizard used magic such as perception impediment.

To clear up the situation, I asked the wizard a question.

"I know you're a member of the Buddhist Church, but shouldn't you apologize for hitting me with the 9th Circle spell on your first meeting? And shouldn't you introduce yourself?"

"I needed to confirm that it was really Jin-nim. After all, there is no way our god would be harmed by the flames, right? Rather, I am surprised that you blocked my magic with your body. I also ask you. Are you by any chance an apostle of the Flame Church of this generation? "

When I heard the word apostle, I shifted my gaze to Jin.

She nodded her head as if to say yes.

Instead of answering, I blew out a fireball from my hand.

When the wizard saw the fireball mixed with the mana of the fire and flowing like lava, the wizard's face said that the answer was enough.

"New Apostle, Bjorn de Jevietz. The Flame Church respects you as its executor, and your will to the believers will be next to Jinnim."

"I'm not interested in that kind of thing, can I just go if I'm done with everything I have to do? I think it's a waste of time."

"It's a waste of time. I don't know. Can you say something like that even after knowing that the Yanhwagyo is the Rob Alliance?"

My body stiffened at the sudden shocking statement.

Why is the Loeb Alliance suddenly appearing?

What kind of nonsense is it that Yeomhwagyo is the Rob Alliance?

"My name is Barakura. I am the bishop who leads the remaining Church of Flame and the head of the Robe Union. In fact, they are the same. The essence of Church of Flame is to explore the mana that Jin-nim has scattered in the world with his power and to pursue truth through magic. "It is a religion that is believed to be true. It was originally a religion built around wizards."

Baracura slowly explained about Yeomhwagyo.

"However, as the current emperor ignored the rights and interests of magicians due to the war with the Kingdom of Junta, there was a movement within the Yeomhwagyo Church to reform the empire. I also tried to create a new empire centered around magicians according to the wishes of the believers. Jinnim "To assist you properly when you come back to this earth."

I don't think Jin would want a world like that.

Just like the Devil Cult, the Flame Cult became a heresy and was persecuted for a thousand years, so it was understandable that it was somewhat distorted.

No complaints, this was very good news for me.

It was as if the Lobe Alliance had come into its own.

"So you were preparing to join forces with Duke von Lorraine and start a rebellion."

"Now that you know that, the story will go faster. We had the same interests as Duke von Lorraine, so we were acting together. But at this moment, when Jinni has descended, there is no need to follow the Duke."

Now the situation is roughly pictured.

When Gene and I were playing games at Duke von Lorraine's mansion, it was obvious that this guy was there too.

They must have been talking about the duke and the rebellion.

Then he recognized Jin and came to visit us separately.

Wait, what you mean is, did this guy just run out in the middle of a conversation with the Duke?

Hey, could it have happened?

There's no way a leader of a group could make such a mistake, right?

I asked Barakura out of anger.

"I'm asking just in case. You didn't come out of it while talking to the duke, did you?"

"...Jin is more important to me than anything else in the world. Is it worth chatting with the Duke when we haven't seen each other in a thousand years?"

"You crazy bastard!"

The head of the Robe Alliance saw the series of events and left the room, interrupting the conversation with the Duke.

It seemed that Baracura had blood rushing to his head due to the jinn and was unable to understand what this meant.

"Why? What's wrong?"

Jin, who was far from political, asked me.

I quickly pulled out my sword and explained the situation to Jin.

"Think about what we did in the mansion. We did it to attract the Robe Alliance to our side, right? But what would Duke von Lorraine think if the leader of the Robe Alliance, who was watching the whole situation, suddenly disappeared?"

"I'm guessing they're on our side..."

"Yes, if I were Duke von Lorraine, I would kill this guy and put someone else in his place. They would also try to arrest me on the charge of conspiring with the head of the Loeb Alliance."

Barracura asked back as if he didn't understand what I said.

"That's impossible. Even if you kill me, you can't change the bishop at will. That's not how the Church of Yeomhwa operates."

"It must have been like that before they used the shell of the Robe Alliance. As their power grew in the past, they must have received a lot of non-Championists. Don't you think there will be people among them who are dissatisfied with you? If you have the support of Duke von Lorraine, it is possible."

He nodded as if what I was saying made sense, but Barracura still stated that it was impossible.

"But no matter how Duke von Lorraine is, he can't arrest us. He can't use the knights as he pleases in the capital of the empire, can he?"

"Yes, that's right. But that's being too disrespectful to Duke von Lorraine."

In principle, what Barakura said was correct.

You cannot use troops in the capital without permission from the emperor.

Even if it is a duke.

However, I know because I read the setting book.

Duke von Lorraine has Erzi, the head of the secretariat, as Prakchi.

By using him, he could avoid the Emperor's suspicions and use this situation to corner me.

Helga, who was hiding her body as I expected, shouted to me.

"Lord Björn! The shadows are coming! It looks like they are planning to settle the matter!"

For some reason, I thought it would be easy to take control of the Robe Alliance.

If it's resolved easily, it's not a decision.

As I put on my robe, I spoke to Jin and Barakura.

"Listen carefully. There is only one way to overcome the current situation. All you have to do is not be arrested as a red-handed criminal. Then, Baracura, you won't die either, and you won't be able to accuse me of meeting with the Rob Alliance and trying to pull a trick. So, keep your face as low as possible. "You need to cover yourself and run to a safe place."

As if they understood what I meant, Jin and Baracura completely covered their faces with their robes.

It seemed like he had finally realized that the situation was getting serious.

"Barakura, where is the Father of the Flame Church closest to here?"

"It's in a residential area."

"Fuck, it's far away."

On the way there, I had to kill all the female enemies that would pour in like a flood.

Even with the support of Circle 9 wizards, it is difficult to deal with them all in the middle of the city, as they specialize in assassinations.

But there was no time to hesitate any longer.

This is because the curtain of the perception-impairing magic that Barakura had cast around the area was torn, and shadows covering their entire bodies with jet-black robes began to surround the area one by one.

"Bjorn de Jeevitz, Barracura. Throw away your swords and surrender. You are under arrest for treason."

◈ Chapter 121 - 17-Give Me the Liver and Gallbladder.

The acrid smell had barely disappeared from the scorched clothes when the next batters came in one after another.

I said with a nasal tone as I looked at the woman who casually raised the accusation.

"I'm not Bjorn de Jevietz."

"...Puhup!"

Jin couldn't hold back his laughter at the coquettish voice.

I know it's funny, but if I can diffuse the situation with this, it's better to try it even if it's embarrassing.

Depending on whether you answer correctly or not, the future interpretation will be completely different.

At least you can't accuse me of this in the absence of solid physical evidence.

"Stop talking nonsense! Do you have no honor, Bjorn de Jeviez? I came here knowing that the guy next to you is Barakura, the leader of the Rob Alliance! I got intelligence that the two of you got together and plotted treason. Quietly. "If you get arrested, I'll spare your life!"

"Ugh, why do you seek the honor of De Jeevitz from a petty citizen like me? What is the Rob Alliance talking about? I don't know anything like that. If you keep threatening me like this, I will have no choice but to use force to protect myself."

"...I guess there's no need to talk any more. I'll take off that mask and check for myself!"

The swords hidden inside the jet black robe were pulled out one by one by the shadow's hand.

It was what I wanted more than anyone else.

I spoke to the female employee facing me.

"Before we get into a fight, I would like to ask you, are you following the head of the secretariat? Is it okay to do this without His Majesty's order?"

"The only one who can question us is Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty won't be able to do it anymore. Your Majesty is not a necromancer."

The dark woman I encountered did not answer my question, but I did get an answer.

This incident was sudden to me, but it was also unexpected to Duke von Lorraine.

They may have been successful in pushing me around with improvisation, but since they were unprepared, the head of the cancer department would have used a temporary measure to extract troops from within the cancer department.

The troops selected in that way are probably loyal subordinates who follow the head of the Dark Division.

In other words, they are scum that eats away at the empire.

I tend to avoid killing whenever possible, but this time I didn't have to hesitate and didn't mind killing everyone.

If we take more time, the siege will only become stronger.

I fired sword energy with the aura-covered sword.

It was forged much thicker and sharper than a typical knight's sword.

A technique that embodies the secrets of the Yakhok family, the pride of the North.

When Hwajeong's mana was mixed with it and thrown, the shadow that faced it was helpless.

-Pow!

The dark body that touched the sword exploded as if it had been hit directly by a grenade.

"Khaaaaa!!"

The sword energy, which was made extremely explosive by mixing the essence of the gods and fire essence, shattered the dark part into unrecognizable pieces.

That was the beginning.

"Kill the traitor to the empire!"

There was no fear in the eyes of the undercover workers even as the pieces splattered in all directions.

With a final roar, the empire's proud assassins poured towards me.

There is no sound in their movements.

Their appearance was not visible.

The shadow of the empire, specializing in assassination and espionage.

The memorization I had honed to protect the empire in a dark and humid place rushed towards me.

-Wet!

Daggers poured down like a summer rain.

Just as no matter how much you avoid the rain, you will eventually get wet, there was a limit to deflecting all the daggers flying at you without any space.

In order to strike it efficiently, you have no choice but to use sword techniques.

'I guess that's what you guys are aiming for. 'It's something that makes you keep using sword energy.'

The knight condenses and uses the mana previously stored in the danjeon.

When mana ran out, it was much easier to deal with even those with superhuman bodies.

Throwing a dagger that could not cause much damage to the knight was a ploy to deplete the knight's magical power.

The more skills that require a lot of magical energy, such as sword fighting, are used, the faster the knight's mana will run out.

It's easier said than done, but unless you have a lot of experience engaging with knights, it's difficult to use this technique in real life, but the shadow team worked as if they had put it all together.

'But I'm not a person who is short on mana.'

Each time the sword was swung, the condensed mana turned into a single blade that struck down the dagger and slaughtered the shadow.

With the sound of a blast tearing the air, a creature that had been alive just a moment ago turned into red pieces of meat and was scattered in the air.

If everyone in the empire's shadow was at this level, there would be nothing to worry about.

When I had slaughtered about five people, the person who blocked my sword energy appeared.

He was wearing the same coat as the other undercovers.

However, blocking my sword energy was at least a Sword Expert level or higher.

He must have been a famous knight to begin with, as he had to give up his dantian development in order to master the art of stealth.

That means he must be the head of the cancer department, Erji.

"The crime of killing an ambu is by no means a light one, Björn de Jeevitz."

"I'm not Bjorn de Jeviez. I don't think it will matter much."

"I don't know why you would tell such an obvious lie, but it would be better for you to just admit that it is true. Otherwise, we might really misunderstand and take your life."

"Do you have the skills to kill?"

"If you're curious, I won't stop you."

Erji leisurely swung his sword and slowly narrowed the distance towards me.

It would have been better to go to a physical battle.

Because it was a fight worth fighting as I was passionate about it.

However, if I had to use firepower to suppress it, I was at a disadvantage.

Although he was at most a Sword Expert level, it was quite difficult to create an escape route in a situation where he was outnumbered just by his presence.

"I'll buy you some time here. Hurry up and get on your way."

At that time, Helga came out of hiding and spoke to me.

Unlike usual, he was wearing a hood and his mask was pulled all the way up, and he looked at me with a solemn look in his eyes.

Certainly, if he could stop Erji, he could easily head to Gyobu with Barakura and Jin.

I ordered Helga.

"Just buy some time and then leave. Their target is me anyway, so they won't go after you too hard."

"I will."

Originally, Helga belonged to the Dark Department.

They were more expert than me in dealing with them.

So there wasn't much to worry about.

"「Firewall」"

As Barakura chanted, a pillar of fire rose between Helga and me.

Leaving behind the time-buying magic, I raced to the residential area where the Father of the Robe Alliance was located.

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Dealing with the shadow was insanely tricky.

This is because they had no choice but to rely on their senses to prevent their attacks, as they had mastered the art of stealth that made their bodies nearly transparent.

After experiencing an invisible dagger flying from the corner of an alley several times, I began to understand why I was trying to learn the art of stealth even at the expense of my growth engine.

"Haaaaa! 'Explosion'!"

"Hey! Behind, behind!"

"Huh?! 'Flare'!"

As befits a Flame Church bishop, Baracura was a magician skilled in flame-type magic.

He used somewhat cruel tactics, such as bursting the charging ambu like a god served by Ji, or burning it and making it dance.

However, even Barracura is ultimately a wizard.

Because he was no different from an ordinary person in the physical realm, he was exposed to the threat of assassins.

In the end, it was my responsibility to protect him.

That alone doubled the burden, but there was a bigger problem.

There was a busy shopping street on the road leading to the Octantium residential area.

There were so many people that sword techniques or large-scale magic could not be used.

On the contrary, it was very advantageous for the shadow to attack us while hiding in the crowd.

"The tracking is more intense than expected. It would be unreasonable to push ahead like this."

He said this while he was hiding inside Baracura's magic circle, having evaded pursuit for a while.

As he said, I think we killed dozens of people, but the number of shadow men tracking us has not decreased.

Rather, their numbers seemed to increase as we headed towards residential areas, as if they knew where we were headed.

In addition, if people see the corpse of the shadow and cause an uproar, the Imperial Army or the Knights of the Holy Cross may be deployed.

If Runea, that bitch, intervenes in this situation, the situation will not end in trouble.

It was a dilemma in many ways.

"How about going up to the rooftop and running around instead?"

Jin expressed his opinion, but I expressed my opposition.

"I can escape the threat of assassination, but if I were alone, would Barakura or you be able to run around freely on the rooftop? In fact, it would only slow you down further. It's better to walk."

Even if Jin were to leave the golem for a while, Barracura was an old man.

I wasn't a knight, so jumping between rooftops was difficult.

If you make a mistake and fall, it will be a very tragic ending for the bishop of Yeomhwagyo, which has been passed down for over a thousand years.

"But we are at a huge disadvantage in this crowd. We can't protect ourselves without causing harm to those around us."

"Then there is one way. How about using magic or sword techniques openly to induce people to run away?"

I rubbed my chin and pondered Barakura's words.

There may be some confusion, but the crowd here was not so large that the people running away were trampled to death, and it was better to at least allow them to escape rather than get caught up in the affairs of the empire and die.

And if people could evacuate on their own, they might be able to utilize their firepower to the fullest, escape Ambu's pursuit and escape to Gyobu before the Imperial Army or the Knights of the Holy Cross intervene.

"Then let's do it. But the sword is not easily visible to people. Can we use magic to capture the attention of this crowd at once? We only have one chance. If we use magic, they will attack us again from the shadows. "

"Apostle, you don't have to worry. Let's watch Bishop Yanhwagyo's power."

Barracura rested on the ground and muttered for a while as if reciting a spell.

About 5 minutes have passed.

When the chanting, which he thought would continue endlessly, stopped, and all the mana flowing through Barakura's hand seeped into the ground, he opened his eyes wide.

"Hwaaaaap!"

With a shout pushed from deep in his chest, cracks began to appear in the shabby shopping street.

The road, which had been neatly paved with gravel, was dented and bumpy as if there had been an earthquake.

"What?! What's happening all of a sudden?!"

"The ground...!"

People who were shopping at the shopping center were confused and confused by the sudden situation.

At that moment, fire suddenly erupted from the cracked ground.

"Boo, it's fire! It's fire!"

People who saw the fire suddenly rising from the ground were distraught and ran away.

It was a result that completely overturned my expectations, which I thought would be a threat with just a few fireballs or something.

Barracura said, smiling brightly at me, who was looking at me with a puzzled expression.

"What do you think? It's not very powerful, but I mixed up some magic to disguise it as if there was a natural disaster. Isn't this enough?"

I wonder if someone is not that god or that god.

The scale of the accident was so simple that there was no such thing as a global disaster.

◈ Chapter 122 - 17-Give Me Your Liver and Gallbladder,

"It's over there! It's over there!"

The shadow's pursuit continued again, as if it had noticed the flow of mana.

Against the citizens who were trying to leave, they kicked the uneven ground and ran towards us.

However, they were distracted by their superiority in numbers and made several mistakes.

As all the people in the shopping district disappeared, the street became as wide as an empty lot.

And when dealing with a knight, you should never fight in an open area.

Their words had already been decided, as they broke the iron rule that assassins must not do.

"We will settle the matter here, so you two stay hidden. Baracura, when I give the signal, shoot the magic you used when we first met at me."

"You mean Inferno? I understand."

It is impossible to elude Ambu's pursuit while hugging two pieces of luggage.

If so, kill the shadow man here as quickly as possible to prevent the chase itself.

Before joining the Imperial Army or the Knights of the Holy Cross, you have to compete.

Baracura understood what I meant and nodded briefly.

When I showed up, the shadow men shouted.

"Kill the traitor to the empire!"

Jet-black robes decorated the empire's capital, Octantium.

Hidden in the shadow of the revealed assassin, the sword of the shadow, which had hid itself transparently with the art of stealth, cut fiercely.

-Kagagagak!

Ambu's swordsmanship was based on the premise of many people joining forces rather than individual achievement.

Those who were confident in their swords would reveal themselves and attract my attention, while those who were confident in their speed would hide themselves using stealth techniques and take advantage of the opportunity to catch my attention.

It would have been difficult to attack all of the shadows in hiding, but it was more difficult to deal with the one that rained down invisible sword strikes like variations during the attack.

There have been several instances where the blade was allowed to reach the neck area.

But I soon got used to it too.

The swordsmanship used by the shadow was focused on the majority rather than the individual.

So, if you could read the movements of that large number of people, it was easy to predict how the attack would continue in the future.

It might have been a little more difficult if it was a normal swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship of the dark side was easy because you only had to read the overall flow through the dark side's movements.

Of course, I was a genius in swordsmanship, so it was possible.

And if there were no variables, there was no one in the shadows who could beat me in swordsmanship.

-Clap!

"Khaaaaa!"

Trusting your five senses, you strike down the transparent sword and cut the shadow.

If it's an art, it's an art.

However, the knight's extremely developed senses and perfect understanding of swordsmanship quickly captured disparate elements.

Moreover, my sword auror cut off the shadow's sword like cutting tofu.

"Keuuuuu! Die, you bastard!"

However, even though the sword was cut off, the darkness continued to attack me with a dagger, and even after the body was cut off, it tried to kill me with all its might with what was left of its body.

That tenacity was enough to make me, even my enemy, hold out my tongue.

It was unfortunate that that loyalty was not towards the empire.

- Wedge!

At that time, a dagger flew into my arm, making an extraordinary sound.

Looking in the direction from which the dagger came, I saw an old man sitting cross-legged.

She looked away for a moment to remove the dagger and when she looked again she saw that no one was there.

In vain... No, what is it?

When I looked closely at the dagger thrown by the old man, I saw something on it.

No matter how you look at the circumstances, it was poison.

'Well, I'm not immune to poison, so you're telling me?'

I wanted to find the old man and hit him, but the dark side's attacks were persistent and I ended up missing him.

I shouted as I cut away the arm that clung to me like a leech.

"Barakura!"

Barracura, who had been hiding in a corner thanks to perception-impairing magic, moved.

The mana around him fluctuated and gathered towards him.

"「Inferno」."

A huge fireball slowly appeared from the hand raised to the sky.

Inferno.

It was a 9-circle flame spell that was thrown at me when we first met.

It's probably the best magic he can use.

Just like before, the huge fireball flew towards me, melting the surroundings into slush.

"Ugh! I can't breathe because of the heat..."

"Khaaaaa! Snow, snow!"

"Damn it, surround yourself with mana and increase the distance! That magic is dangerous!"

I had perfect resistance to fire, so I got over it without a problem, but I wasn't in the dark.

The heat soared as if he had stuck his head into a volcano, and the arm's movements faltered for a moment.

That's exactly what I was aiming for.

Like the sun, with my back against the inferno magic, I gathered mana.

-Breath!

Take a breath, grab the core, and mix the Hwajeong's mana with the aura.

Turn your waist around your front foot and swing your sword wide like a pitcher.

Mana fluctuated at the tip of the sword, which contained kinetic mass as it tore through the air.

The sword energy of the maximum power I could produce cut horizontally and tore up the dark area.

-Tukwaaaaang!

Inferno and sword energy were not enough to slaughter the shadow, but they touched the wall of the building and left a large explosion mark.

I really feel sorry for the residents here.

I will have to compensate separately later.

Anyway, after the last attack, the shadow's pursuit will slow down somewhat.

"Now! Now! Let's move quickly!"

I quickened my steps, brushing off my robe that was once again scorched by Baracura's magic.

*

Helga recalled the training she received during her days in the dark.

She underwent surgery to master the art of stealth and took all sorts of tests to become an imperial spy.

Among the contents, there was also a way to gain the upper hand in battles between people with the same stealth ability.

I definitely remember learning it, but it was so long ago that I barely remember it.

"Senior, are your skills rusty? They're not what they used to be."

Erji, who was attacking Helga by switching between swords and daggers, said.

Even though his face was covered with a mask, I could feel his sarcasm.

Helga barely managed to block his transparent sword.

"...I am not your senior."

"We're not a noble. What do we hide our identity?

"..."

Helga equally frowned at Erji's mockery.

"You're the one who was left behind, Erji. Don't you remember when you just entered the dark department, you were ridiculed for being useless because you were a sword user? It's a shame I took care of you, otherwise you would have been dead a long time ago. But it's strange. How did you get to where you are now after the surgery? "I wonder if you were able to reach that level."

"...Indeed, it seems like you spent a long time outside. I saw that my senior, who was so quiet, answered every single thing I said."

"Really? When I was in the dark, a bastard like you wouldn't dare talk to me. You know that, right?"

"For someone to call you a piece of shit, you're struggling quite a bit."

A voice was heard from a place where no one was around, and an answer rang out like an echo from the other side.

Two vaguely shimmering shapes came into contact.

Every time the two objects came into contact, sparks flew, like iron clashing with iron.

"Stop giving up, senior. The conclusion has already been reached. Talking secretly with the Rob Alliance and killing Ambu are already treasonable crimes that can be hanged. No matter how resourceful Bjern is, it won't be easy to get away with this. ."

Dagger - The dagger passed right next to Helga's ear, making a harsh sound of wind.

Nevertheless, Helga's eyes were fixed on the shimmering figure on the other side without blinking.

"Of course, we have no intention of quietly arresting Bjorn. Bjern will die because of this. He will be assassinated by our hands. So shouldn't you find a way to live your life? The oath you will swear to the corpse is "There isn't one, right?"

"Is that your Majesty's order? Or is it your personal greed?"

"It is a choice for the empire. Bjern is a danger to the empire. If you are from Ambu, you know that such a squire must be cut off quickly. There is no way you would not know how many people like Bjern have died by your hands. "

At Ergie's point, several faces appeared in Helga's mind.

He followed the emperor's orders and killed those who posed a threat to the empire.

Even their families to wipe them out in the bud.

The blood of an innocent young life was also stained on his sword.

For the empire?

By order of the emperor?

No, he just wanted to keep his promise to the princess.

Her last request was to assist the emperor in leading the empire on the right path.

To protect the princess, he became a knight of the Knights of the Holy Cross.

Her rebellion resulted in the death of the princess and the task of protecting her failed.

At the very least, I became an undercover woman to fulfill the princess's request.

However, the emperor was blinded by the empire itself rather than its people, and he was too powerless to return him to the right path as the princess wished.

When he casually framed an innocent girl and tried to put her to death, Helga was exhausted, and she couldn't take it anymore.

So he was a loser.

A man who cannot keep up with the changing times and cannot escape from the words the princess left behind before she died.

All that remains for him is to keep his oath to Princess Della, who saved his life at the moment of betrayal.

Growing old with her children by her side was the only rest allowed to her.

Until just two years ago.

But times changed, and the lord he served also changed.

His weak master, who would not have been surprised if he died at any time due to a struggle for power, carved out his own destiny.

Helga also changed while serving her master.

"Fuck you. If Viern is assassinated by a guy like you, I will dance naked in front of the emperor, you idiot."

◈ Chapter 123 - 17-Give Me the Liver and Gallbladder.

Helga was a candidate for head of the cancer department.

Having been involved in the empire's intelligence organization for a long time, she was well versed in gathering information and extracting new facts.

Although he said he was chosen for the sake of the empire, it was clear from his appearance that Ergi was following the wishes of Duke von Lorraine, not the Emperor.

Helga's lord, Bjorn, already knew that.

What a stupid emperor.

How is it that it has been so long since he sat on the throne and there is no decent person around him?

Helga felt even more sorry to ridicule him for his own karma.

Erji unfolded his jet black robe.

The daggers tightly packed inside were revealed.

"I would like to see that happen, but who said they would let you live? Your head would be strong evidence to prove Bjorn's guilt."

Daggers scattered like rain.

Helga swung his sword between his teeth.

He could not use mana infinitely like Bjorn.

Although he was a high-level Sword Expert, using Sword Aura along with Stealth was consuming a significant amount of mana in itself.

One good thing is that Ergy assigned all the other shadow guys to track down Bjorn.

Underlying this was a disregard for Helga, but at least they were not suffering from numerical inferiority.

"Björn seems to be under the illusion that you can stop me. But how can a ghost of the past stop a moving train?"

"The train is smaller than I thought. Are there even single-seat trains?"

He was joking, but the situation was not very favorable to him.

This is because in the past few years, Ergy's skills have improved to the point where he can ignore Helga, who was the top candidate for head of the cancer department.

Originally, after surgery, the growth of the Dan Tian stopped as a side effect, and Helga was almost curious as to how on earth Erge had achieved such an achievement.

If things continue like this, we lose.

If I lose, Ergi will cut my head off and put pressure on Björn.

If that happens, you will end up committing disloyalty that will become an obstacle to your master even in death.

We have to somehow turn the situation around.

At that moment, Helga remembered what she had learned about how those who have mastered the art of stealth gain the upper hand in a fight.

Helga hid herself further in the darkness.

Complete concealment.

That was the field in which Helga, who worked in the dark, was most confident.

His stealth skills have been unmatched since the surgery.

No one had come close to his hiding skills.

"Helga, your stealth skills could truly be the pride of the dark side. But that wasn't what you were really proud of, right?"

However, Erji found Helga's hiding place very easily.

Helga lost her grip on his sword strike.

The fact that the knight put down his sword was practically no different from declaring death.

Without missing the opportunity, Erzi grabbed Helga by the throat.

"There is no way you can beat me after throwing away your dagger. You really shined at that time. Who among the shadow men at the time would have expected that you would face such an unsightly end."

"The dark side... The end is all ugly..."

Helga protested, squeezing her voice towards Erji, who clicked his tongue and looked at her with pitiful eyes.

Helga remembered Ergie from those days when she was crying and writhing in pain from the surgery.

He was cute at the time, but soon he became the head of an organization and even had his own pockets covered.

Time was truly merciless.

"I tried so hard to surpass you, but I had no idea that you would turn out to be such a vain and unsightly man. I wish I had never met you. Helga Sentle, do you have any last words?"

As if showing consideration, Erzi asked Helga about her will.

Helga said to Erji with a sneer.

"...But who said that? I threw away the dagger?"

"Yes?"

At that moment, a dagger appeared from the sleeve and stabbed Erji in the abdomen.

If she had twisted her neck, the internal organs would have returned to her abdomen along with the dagger.

Erji made a split-second decision and threw Helga away.

Grabbing the dagger that pierced her abdomen, Erji glared at Helga as if he had been defeated.

After rolling around for a while, Helga laughed at Erzi and got up from her seat.

"...Deception is the basis of the dark side."

"Yes, you know that the one who got hit is at fault, right? When fighting one another, you have to deceive your opponent and gain the upper hand."

"I can't forget. That's what you said. It's reassuring to see you still being so mean. I thought you became a senior knight of the Lighthouse of Humanity and then ended up as an old man in the back room talking about snobbish chivalry."

Picking up the sword that had fallen on the floor, Helga opened her mouth to him.

"It was the old man in the back room. If it weren't for my lord, he would have died of old age and was useless."

But Björn was leading him and changing the world.

He worked tirelessly to avenge Princess Della and further open the world the princess wanted.

Helga wanted to engrave the end he had reached in her own eyes.

"Stop following Duke von Lorraine. He will vomit on you when he gets what he wants."

"Are you showing off because you won? You couldn't kill me anyway."

"Yes, even if I did injure you, I have just painfully realized the difference in skill between me and you. I have no intention of befriending you. My lord has told me to stay away in moderation."

The surroundings started to become noisy.

Now was the right time that Bjorn had ordered him to do.

"Next time we meet, I will kill you."

"Then just wait for that moment and suck your finger. Even if you do that, you won't be able to kill me."

Helga's body gradually became transparent.

Eventually, all that remained in his place was the head of the Empire's Armed Forces, bleeding with a dagger stuck in his abdomen.

*

The place called the Father of Yeomhwagyo was an ordinary three-story brick building in a residential area.

It's an ordinary house with no special markings or unique styles, the kind that would make a local grandmother come through the door at any moment.

Even as I entered the building under Barakura's guidance, I could not help but wonder if this was the real Father of the Buddhist Church.

"I know it's shabby, but the situation of Yeomhwagyo is not that good. The bishop's oppression is getting more and more intense."

Still, although the building itself was shabby, even the Yeomhwagyo believers inside were not shabby.

The believers inside bowed as soon as they saw Barakura.

"For the dawn! Bishop, the commotion outside..."

"I'll explain, so gather the believers right away."

Shindo, who noticed that the situation was quickly approaching, hurriedly left the room to gather others.

Baracura took off his robe and asked me about my future direction.

"First, we will gather the believers here as instructed by the Apostle, but the dark side will soon invade. Do you have any clever ideas?"

"I have a mysterious eye, but the blood of believers will flow. Does it matter?"

"For the sake of the dawn, believers will not regret their lives."

Well, it was a more difficult thing to say than to give an order at will, but since there was no other way, I reluctantly nodded.

After hearing my continued explanation, Barracura nodded and agreed with my opinion.

"Indeed, if we do that, we can avoid the shadow's pursuit. But I doubt whether that bitch will do us a favor."

"I don't know if it's our request, but if it's mine, you'll definitely be granted it. So get ready."

"Before that, I would like to introduce God to our believers. I will keep it as short as possible, so could you give me some time?"

"...Do it like that."

Yeomhwagyo believers may have developed their faith throughout their lives for this moment.

At least the believers here are lucky.

Because you can actually see Jin come down while you are still alive.

All the believers before him should have closed their eyes without seeing Jin's return.

I couldn't ignore that deep faith as urgent.

In any case, if you want to control the Robe Alliance in the future, you need to let them know that Jin is the god they follow.

If Bishop Barakura of the Salt Flower Church were to introduce it in person, the process would be much shorter.

Jin had a very disgusted expression, but unfortunately, there was no other option.

"These are your followers. They will be helpful in the future war against the devil."

"I know that, but... I'm not qualified to stand in front of them. I feel like I've led these guys down the wrong path."

I don't know anything about what happened between Jin and Yan Hwa-gyo.

But whatever happened, a thousand years have passed.

Rather, Jin had a duty to embrace those who did not abandon their faith during those years.

"They are children who will stay by your side even when I am not around. Whether you like it or not, if you can use them, it is right to use them as much as possible."

"...I understand. I will follow your advice for now."

Jin's brief protest was quickly suppressed.

This group, filled with her faith in herself, will become her strength anyway.

Just like during the war a thousand years ago.

In the end, it was these servants she could rely on.

Not me.

Believers gathered in a place like a chapel in the building.

A sudden call, noisy surroundings, and a stern-faced bishop.

Everything made the believers uncomfortable.

In a solemn atmosphere, Barakura stood on the platform and opened his mouth.

"For the dawn! Followers of the Church of Yeomhwa. This bishop is here to deliver good news to you."

Barakura's voice mixed with mana and rang through the walls of the chapel.

"Breaking the long silence, the Flame Jinn has answered our earnest call! To lead us from the cold dawn that swallowed up the light to the dawn once again!"

Even though it was an urgent situation, Barakura continued his words as if he were giving a Sunday sermon to the believers in a tearful voice with a face that said he could not give up at this moment.

"We betrayed the Jinn! Our believer, the wicked Antenor, stabbed our god with a holy sword, and because of his betrayal, the Jinn lost his light and slept in a dark place for a long time! However, back in that long time, "Jin has been released from his seal and has appeared before us again! To forgive our sins and lead us to the dawn once again!"

The Yeomhwagyo believers looked dumbfounded at the sudden bombshell announcement.

Jin appeared in front of them.

Just like a thousand years ago.

With fluttering orange-colored hair like the sun.

◈ Chapter 124 - 17-Give Me the Liver and Gallbladder.

What is Jin thinking?

Does she feel sorry for her temple, which has become shabby without being able to withstand the passage of time?

Or, even in the midst of all this, would he be glad to see believers who have gone back in time and eras with faith in him and are still the same?

Although the time I spent with Jin was not long, it was clear that Jin's intentions were at least different from that.

She would pity the foolish people who have been clinging to themselves with vain faith.

Because she can't save them.

At least that was impossible with her capabilities.

As if to prove my thoughts, Jin always had a cold expression on his face, which did not fit his nickname of the God of Flame.

"You guys haven't changed since a thousand years ago."

It was a remark pointing out their empty delusion that they would be saved if they followed God just as they did a thousand years ago, but to the ears of the believers, it must have sounded like a compliment to Yeomhwagyo, which still maintains its faith.

In mythology, Jin was the dawn.

She fell like a shooting star on this bitterly cold and dark continent and lit up like the sun.

It is said that the continent wriggled with life from the mana and warmth conceived by Hwajeong, and within it, the turquoise World Tree and the Dragon of Wisdom, Draigonak, were born.

In other words, if Moloch was stillness, Jin was movement.

If Moloch was solid ground, Jin was a fluid atmosphere. If Moloch was a constant, Jin was a variable.

The 'circulation and extinction' that Jin chants so loudly ultimately means the movement of life.

But there is no salvation in the rising sunlight.

It wasn't Jin's.

No, none of the gods who have descended on this world can save humans.

You cannot free them from suffering or take them to heaven where the Lord is.

If it were Draigonak, it would be possible to lead humanity to a new world through wisdom.

Even so, it will be a different form from the salvation they believe in.

In this world, other than the main gods, the gods are also suffering beings just like humans.

It is far from omniscience and omnipotence.

Sometimes they get emotional and, like humans, regret their choices.

Sometimes we despair of a fate we cannot change.

That may be why Jin likes human heroes who pioneer their own destiny.

In return for being granted power by the main deity, she cannot go against the will of the main deity.

For that reason, Jinn abhors those who cling to God and submit to fate.

The same was true for her followers.

"Oh! Our God is back!"

"Jin, Jin! Please lead us to dawn once again!"

Look.

With just one word from the bishop, the believers accepted Jin without any doubt.

Even if it weren't really the Flame Jinn here, with just one word from the bishop, they would have worshiped them as their gods.

Of course, a bishop who is so fanatical that he would immediately recognize Jin after crossing the span of a thousand years wouldn't have taken a foolish girl and deceived his believers into believing that he was their god.

A wave of excitement.

Crying broke out, and joy bloomed like flowers on the faces of the believers.

As a non-believer, the scene was even terrifying.

For a moment, Jin and I made eye contact.

Unlike the cold gaze that was looking at the believers, the momentary look in my eyes contained a question as if this was really going to be okay.

Now, Jin will receive help from the Yeomhwagyo believers.

That means Jin and I can no longer go back to how we were before.

At least I won't be able to exchange funny stories with her in front of her followers like I used to.

When I created her golem to take advantage of her, I had no idea that things would turn out like this.

However, the support of the Rove Coalition was essential for the future revolution.

On the contrary, things worked out well, and contrary to his expectations of trying to cause a rift with Duke von Lorraine, he gained their absolute loyalty, so there was no reason to hesitate.

There might be some distance between me and her, but it was something she would have to face someday.

When I nodded her head, Jin went up to the podium and opened her mouth.

"Believers. Yes, I am the Jinn you believed in and followed. The dawn that governs circulation and extinction. I am the Jinn of Flame."

Those who should stay and those who should leave.

A god who is destined to protect the world, and a human who tries to live an ordinary life against his given fate.

At this moment, the two who had briefly crossed paths split apart on their original paths.

As if they would never come together again.

*

People wrapped in jet-black robes surrounded one building.

In that solemn atmosphere, people around them tilted their heads, wondering what had happened.

However, they could not help but shrink their necks from the screams that followed.

"Aaaaah! S-a-person is dead!"

The nearby shopping district, which was in shambles as if there had been a natural disaster, was not covered in blood.

Pieces of meat mashed beyond recognition decorated the street stall, dripping with blood and oil.

Along the way, dozens of corpses lined up in Octantium.

"What on earth is this, Ergi?"

Runea Van Hos, vice-captain of the Knights of the Holy Cross, personally stepped forward to deal with the sudden chaos in the capital.

According to reports, the corpses were all from the shadow of the Empire, the Ambu.

If Runea's guess is correct, Erji acted arbitrarily without His Majesty's orders.

This was a serious crime, equivalent to disloyalty.

"It was an opportunity to punish Bjorn. I thought it would be late to report it to His Majesty, so I handled the matter at my own discretion."

While applying first aid to the abdomen, Erji explained the whole story to Runea.

From the fact that Bjern had a secret conversation with Barakura, the leader of the Robe Alliance, to the fact that he had attached an undercover to chase him down, to the fact that he has now escaped to this building.

If all this was true, Runea had no choice but to tolerate Erji's arbitrary actions.

He would have done the same if he were in this situation.

"...But it's strange. That Bjorn is spilling blood."

Even though it was an emergency situation and there was nothing that could be done, Runea, who had been watching Bjern's movements for a long time, could not help but be suspicious of his unusually extreme behavior.

He is someone who absolutely hates spilling the blood of innocents.

But this time, they slaughtered Ambu very easily.

That wasn't the only thing that was suspicious.

"Where did you get the information that the head of the Rob Alliance is having a secret conversation with Bjorn?"

"To protect the identity of the informer, I cannot tell you."

Clear actions and statements that cannot help but be understood.

Although all the circumstances were perfect, Runea could not shake the feeling that there was something she did not know about the inside story of this incident.

"Vice-captain. Why don't we focus on arresting Bjorn rather than that right now. His Majesty will be pleased if this matter is completed well."

"Yes, Director Dark. You are right. If this is successful, we will be able to devour the North with much greater ease than before."

There were many things I wanted to ask.

From why they didn't work together with the Knights of the Holy Cross to push Björn from the beginning, to how the Robe Alliance and Björn met and what topics they discussed in private.

However, Lunea knew that Erji would not answer her question.

In the end, I had no choice but to throw Bjorn in prison and ask him directly.

"Vice-Captain! We have almost dispelled all the magic on the building!"

"Okay, let's dive in."

Bjorn, no matter how extraordinary you are, you cannot break through this siege.

Your wonderful journey ends here.

I had no idea it would end like this.

Runea took a deep breath and pulled out her sword.

A perfect aura that only a sword master could handle completely covered the outside of her sword.

Just as they were about to rush into a building believed to be a branch of the Robe Alliance, flames suddenly erupted from the third floor of the building.

Tuquaaaaang - With a loud noise like a huge bomb exploding, the third floor of the building was blown away.

Debris rained down on the street.

The Knights of the Holy Cross disposed of the fragments to prevent injury to those around them.

Withstanding the shock wave with her whole body, Lunea rolled her pupils to assess her situation.

"Aaaaah! Save the man!"

"Help me! Some weirdo used an explosion spell on the building!"

People poured into the building as if they were aiming for this moment.

They all wore robes and disguised themselves so that their identities could not be immediately identified.

Only then did Runea realize what Bjorn was aiming for.

"W-what! Suddenly!"

"It's a trick! Arrest every single one of them!"

Runea shouted at them as they ran away in all directions, pretending to be distraught.

The Knights of the Holy Cross heard the order and began arresting them one by one.

However, no matter how knightly they were, there was a group of people hunting down all those who had mixed in with other people fleeing due to the explosion.

No, there was no need to search.

There is no Björn among them.

This is just a gimmick.

The real Björn must have taken advantage of the confusion and escaped through another passage in the building.

If it hadn't been for the explosion, she would have detected it through color vision.

Lunea let out an irritated sigh as Bjern avoided her eyes in a moment of confusion.

Now that things have come to this, there is only one way.

Runea turned her back on the already chaotic building and walked towards Bjern's villa.

Bjorn will not escape.

Rather, he will shamelessly say that this incident has nothing to do with him.

To do so, he will try to build an alibi that he was working at his villa before the situation calmed down.

Since the only place Bjorn can go to is the villa, all he has to do is camp nearby and then arrest him.

No matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than me, the sword master.

So, confident that it was my victory this time, Runea rolled her legs even faster.

But her plan failed spectacularly.

"Hey, Runea. It's been a while. Construction must be over. Did you come to see the saint?"

As if to laugh at her efforts to race towards her villa, Bjern welcomed Runea by watering the flower beds at her villa.

◈ Chapter 125 - 17-Give Me Your Liver and Gallbladder,

"Biern..."

A name came out through clenched mouth.

Lunea's masticatory muscles bulged as if she was barely holding back her anger.

What stimulated her even more was the mockery she faced from Bjorn.

"What are you so angry about? Has your period even passed your due date? Having a baby is not something to be angry about, it's a blessing from the Lord."

"...The Empire's secretaries have died. I heard there are more than 30 of them."

"Oh my. Seeing as he killed so many female soldiers, the culprit must be quite skilled. Were you arrested?"

"No, I just missed it right in front of my nose."

Runea put her sword back into her scabbard.

However, her eyes were full of life, as if she was going to cut Bjorn, who was standing in front of her, to pieces countless times.

"Bjorn, from the north, you always disrupted the empire. Still, I thought you were a guy who wouldn't go too far. Even when you brought troops to the capital and caused chaos, that belief remained strong. Even though you were my enemy, I respected that. ."

From the moment the emperor ordered him to be killed, Runea distanced herself from him.

This was because she was so attached that she did not want to hesitate at the last moment.

Bjorn was the enemy, but she kept her guard up.

Unlike a noble, she did not look down on the blood of her people.

He was more proactive than anyone else in dealing with her demons.

That point was also acknowledged by Lunea.

"But this incident went far beyond that limit. Whatever the reason, don't expect to be forgiven for killing a loyal imperial sword."

But this time, she was able to get her mind together.

She said she would punish Bjorn, who was once in the same boat, but who was an enemy of her majesty and was eating away at the empire.

"I will definitely kill you."

Turning her back and leaving her villa, Runea spit out the same words as her pledge.

She turned to Bjorn, who was looking at her with a sly look on his face as if he knew nothing.

*

The air squeezed inside the bottle pushed against her cork, making a popping sound.

Asili sighed in relief as she poured a glass full of the amber liquid.

"Fortunately, it looks like it went away. It was worth the effort, but it was worth it."

He caused an explosion in the surrounded building and took advantage of the confusion to escape by flying through the sky with Asili's help.

No matter how fast Runea was, I could not keep up with Asili's speed as I crossed the air.

It was unfortunate that she was contacted by the crystal ball at the right time. If Asili had been a little late, she would have been arrested by Runea and taken to prison.

There were many close calls in the past, but this one was just as dangerous.

Of course, Lunea did not just pass over.

"Since the proof is gone, all I can do is take a step back. They will soon grab the physical evidence and try to handcuff my wrists."

No matter how falsely I testify, all arrows in this situation are pointing towards me.

If you search for physical evidence, it will inevitably come out.

In fact, Geomseong, who is still assisting the saint, must have sensed the commotion in the villa, so the testimony is sufficient.

Now that I couldn't arrest him as a red-handed criminal and now that I've moved into the political realm, I didn't want to cause trouble, so I backed out, but if we take the time to investigate slowly and have physical evidence, Runea will come right over and arrest me.

No, not right away.

Once the Estates General is over and the Lighthouse of Humanity is firmly in control, you can use it as a card to purge me.

Anyway, I backed off for now, but Lunea will never give up.

In her last moments, the sight of her back as she left after uttering the words of her promise was pleasing to the eye.

"Runea, that bitch, the vice-captain of the Knights of the Holy Cross, knows that I am an apostle who signed a contract with Jin, and she is so eager to eat me."

Even though they are part of the emperor's personal guard, is it okay for a believer in the main religion to be like this?

Asili tilted her head at my grumbling.

"You seem to be misunderstanding something, but Runea doesn't know that you are the one who signed a contract with Jin."

"What do you mean? He definitely saw Jin on the Plains of Leuktra?"

Apparently, Jin couldn't hold back his anger that day and revealed himself in the form of a fireball.

Runea saw Jin clearly with her own eyes.

I may not have been able to see it because I was fainting from the sacrifice of my flesh.

"After the work on the plains was over, Runea came to me and asked me. She said she saw something on the plains that she believed to be Jin. It seemed to be following the saint around, but she was worried that it might put the saint in danger. So she kept Jin away from the saint. "I asked you to find a way to drop it."

"...My trust in Jin has hit rock bottom."

If it were Jin in mythology, it would have been worth it.

If Moloch is absolute evil, Jinn is closer to chaos that drives events.

At the very least, he seemed to think that he was trying to trick the saint into getting into trouble with the great devil.

Well, if you turn your head even a little, it wouldn't be strange to guess that Jin sticks around with a saint and not a noble brat like me.

Wait a minute, so that means it was because of Runea that Asili noticed that Jin was next to me?

"That's right. Looking back on what happened in the past, there's no way Jin-nim would stick around with a saint, right? Then the only one left is you. So I tried to trick you into giving Jin-nim trouble."

In response to my question, Asili coolly admitted, quenching her throat with alcohol.

Now, what does it matter?

After emptying her glass, Asili grabbed the neck of the bottle and whipped it around to protest to me.

"Anyway, don't ever force me into something like this again. If it's discovered that I helped you, my situation will be in trouble. And do you think it's usually easy to fly with three of you in the sky?"

If you think I am a train coming to your summons, you are greatly mistaken.

I'm a 10th Circle archmage, a child of Draigonak, and a great dragon!

Asili complained to me in an extremely annoyed voice, but her hands did not stop and she continued to fill her glass.

I said, waving my hand in the air as if to appease Asili's anger.

"That's why I gave you alcohol. Besides, the one who benefited the most from this incident ending well, the magic tower owner, aren't you?"

The Robe Alliance has come crashing down.

Needless to say, with this, Asili will be able to regain control of the public opinion of magicians.

Because I will help you that way.

"Who would have known that the Robe Alliance would be a remnant of the Flame Cult? If I had known this would be the case, I would have used you to lure the Robe Alliance from the beginning. I just went around in circles for no reason."

"If you, too, have hidden followers of Draigonak, tell me honestly now. It would be unfair to sacrifice only the Flame Cult."

"I'm sorry, but my father's followers do not live in hiding. The Holy Church is a religion founded by the World Tree and Draigonak's believers. The Pope will be surprised if I reveal my identity, but he will not help me, right?"

What, did the main religion have such a historical background?

But why did you guys team up with each other, excluding Yeomhwagyo?

Well, let's say it's excluded, but was there even a need to drive it out as heresy?

When she asked her question as if she was protesting, Asili responded with a cold expression that she had never seen before.

"It is entirely their fault that the Yanhwaqiao ended up in this situation. They dismissed us as cowards for not fighting Moloch and refused to join forces."

"No matter what, there is a need to persecute it as heresy..."

"Then, the Flame Church bastards went around setting fire to all sorts of places, saying they were sending a message to the sealed Jinnim. No matter how much you worship the right god, if you do something like that, it's natural to be branded a heretic. How much did I spend trying to track down those crazy arsonists one by one? Do you know how hard it was?"

"Well... I didn't do it, but... I'm sorry."

As expected, I lowered my head without realizing it at the behavior of a fanatic worshiping a crazy flame god.

I didn't do anything, so why is the shame my responsibility?

"To be honest, if it weren't for Jin-nim, I would have definitely killed that Flame Church Bishop, Baracura. No matter how much he is the head of the Robe Alliance, I don't know what they will do."

"Don't worry about that. No, honestly, I don't think there's any need to worry. If Jin tells me to commit suicide, I think he'll slit his throat right away."

Cultists are fanatics even when they have no reins.

When their god returns and takes center stage, they are simply religious people with deep faith.

To be honest, I am a religious person whose faith is a little too deep.

Even the maids who assist the emperor would not serve their emperor very carefully.

It was a short time, less than half a day, but seeing Barakura following Jin made me so uncomfortable that I couldn't breathe.

It was quite comical to see the 9th Circle Archmage, the most elite of the 50 or so on the continent, act like that.

It was natural that Jin's sigh became deeper as he continued.

"Anyway, with this, we have taken control of the Robe Alliance and can lead the revolution in the direction we want. The Emperor and Duke von Lorraine will be swept away by the wave of revolution without even knowing what is going on."

All cards are ready.

Ideas for the revolution, the forces that would lead the revolution, and even the support of the people of the empire.

Now all that was left was the right trigger to turn the world upside down.

The Estates General will take on that role.

"I'm glad that everything seems to be going well, but we also have an uninvited guest. Perhaps, as you said, the devils are spreading their magic over the capital as well. My border magic just now reacted to the devil's power."

"Just before?"

"When you were massacring the ambu in the area where the stores were lined up, I sensed the power of a demon nearby. It was quite strong. Was there anything strange at that time?"

Asili's words reminded me of the situation at that time again.

A dagger stuck in his forearm when he was hitting his arm.

An old man sitting cross-legged.

Poison on the dagger.

Could it be that guy?

"Asili, is it possible for the demonic power once sensed to suddenly disappear through boundary magic?"

"Normally, it's impossible. It makes no sense for him to enter the capital with the power of a devil to avoid my detection in the first place. A guy who can do something like this..."

A figure appeared in Asili's mind and mine at the same time.

There is one guy who receives power from Moloch and can teleport freely.

The Great Demon of Darkness, Homun.

One of the six great devils had personally come to the capital to kill me.