410

Episode 410: There's not much time left. (1)

The discovery of the Salvation Church was a fatal blow to the Duke.

The four major religious groups designated the Salvation Church as a heresy, and the lords who had been part of the Gongjak faction left the church one after another.

In particular, the departure of Marquis Rodrik was the biggest blow. As he, a powerful noble, joined the royalist faction, the others were busy making excuses that they were not heretics.

Now, it was no longer a situation where the Duke could pretend not to know.

In fact, if it had been something else, even if the tails had confessed, they would have ignored it and asked for more solid evidence.

However, the four major religious orders came forward and designated them as public enemies of the continent. If the religious orders change their words here, they will lose their authority.

Now, the situation has reached a point where neither side can back down.

bang!

The Duke's aide, Raoul, slammed his desk and glared at the middle-aged man in black robes before him.

"Judge Gatros! What is this? Why did this happen right before the war? Doesn't this make things even more difficult!"

By the time Giselle and Marquis Rodrik started the war, the duke's family had gathered their vassals and had finished preparing for war. However, instead of moving together, the duke's lords all betrayed them.

Now the Duke is in a very unfavorable situation, having to deal with all the nobles and even the religious order of the kingdom.

"It is possible to take on the entire kingdom. But it is impossible to take on the four major sects. Even if we win, other countries will interfere! And what are we going to do about the 'Moon'? The Marquis of Branford found out!"

Raoul was fuming with a fever in his head.

News had just arrived that the location of the 'crack' had been discovered. It had caused chaos throughout the kingdom, and it was impossible to control it on my own.

The middle-aged man called Gatros looked at Raoul with deep eyes and answered.

"It seems that Raviere made a mistake. If only the Templars had been discovered, it could have been dealt with, but who would have thought that they would have found out the location of the 'door'… … ."

That was the only place where he could not be found out even if he died. But whatever Raviere had done, the Marquis of Branford moved with his army.

"If it was just the place where Raviere died, it could be considered a coincidence. But if it was pointed out to other places precisely, it means that information was leaked from within."

"… … Are you saying there is a traitor among us?"

"Maybe Raviere said something before he died, but I can't be sure of anything right now."

"Then what should I do? I can't move right now. Of course, neither can they."

The royalist faction and the four major religious groups were only talking about it, but were unable to attack the Duke's family. This was because the Duke's family was so powerful. It was like a mouse putting a bell around a cat's neck.

But everyone knows that they will eventually have to stick together. That's why everyone was extremely nervous.

Gatros thought for a moment and then asked.

"Did the apostle not say anything else?"

The apostle refers to Duke Erhard Delphine.

The Church of Salvation gave him the mission of an apostle and was with him, but strangely enough, Ernhard did not express his own opinion.

Raoul shook his head several times.

"This time, too, you told me to do it myself. But I'm sure you're disappointed. The plan has been postponed several times… … ."

"What about Executor Aiden?"

"I'm on standby. I originally planned to head north as soon as the war with the royalist faction started, but there's a lull right now. Marquis Rodrik and Earl of Fenris are fighting."

"Who do you think will win?"

"I see the odds as being 50/50. Marquis Rodrik has more troops, but Earl Fenris has reached the rank of Master."

Gatros nodded and thought for a moment before speaking.

"Okay, just wait a minute. I need to see what's going on."

The Salvation Church was also on edge now. It was because they had to check if the royalist faction knew more about the location of the crack.

And soon they discovered that the situation was more serious than they thought.

The powerful nation of Rutania, and its real power, the Marquis of Branford, are also famous in other kingdoms.

The letters he sent to each kingdom contained the deeds of the Salvation Church and the locations of the rifts.

The reactions of the kingdoms that received the letters varied.

"The four major religious groups acknowledged it?"

"Are you really saying that these kinds of guys are also active in our kingdom?"

"This is ridiculous!"

"If it was said by the Marquis of Branford of the Kingdom of Rutania, then it cannot be ignored, can it?"

"Let me check it out first… … ."

Ironically, some of the powerful figures in the kingdoms refused to be investigated. However, they could not ignore the pressure from even the religious order.

Eventually, the deeds of the Salvation Church were discovered in other kingdoms as well.

The entire continent was shocked. A cult that they didn't even know about had been active for a long time and was killing countless people!

On top of that, he was doing something unknown in a secret place.

The rumor spread uncontrollably. The backlash was especially strong among intellectuals.

"What on earth were the nobles doing!"

"They were so busy filling their own bellies that they didn't even know that the society was doing this!"

"The kingdom needs reform!"

Now chaos broke out in an unexpected place. The silent revolutionaries were running wild and many people were joining them.

In the meantime, the nobles who were in league with the Salvation Church could not withstand the pressure from those around them and raised an army.

In other kingdoms, there were not many nobles with such great power that the kingdom could not touch them like the Duke of Delphine.

They had no choice but to move before they were affected.

"A rebellion has broken out in the Kingdom of Ceylon!"

"There is a civil war in the Turian Kingdom too… … ."

"The Kingdom of Moravis is currently attacking the church… … ."

The entire continent began to boil over with war. In such a situation, the Salvation Church had no choice but to make its full-fledged appearance.

They revealed their own identity and openly helped the nobles who cooperated with them. At the same time, they began to proselytize by forcibly converting people to their faith in places where they had influence.

"This is a mess."

Raoul, who had been briefed on the situation, could only say that. The entire continent had truly become a mess.

And the one who started the mess was just 'one person'.

"Earl Fenris… … ."

How can one person have so much influence?

Not only did he ruin everything for the Duke, he also captured Raviere and exposed the Salvation Church's plans.

Gator also rebuked Raoul.

"Why didn't you kill him first? Didn't his identity come out earlier than we planned? Half of the doors we prepared were closed."

"… … ."

Raoul had nothing to say. The overthrow of Rutania was his mission.

But who could have imagined that a northern maggot would grow so large in just a few years and ruin everything?

Gator, too, had heard the report and knew Raoul was being wronged, so he stopped rebuking him. He also said it out of regret.

"I don't know what happened, but a lot of doors have been closed. It seems like Ravière confessed or was mentally manipulated. How is that possible…?"

Giselle didn't do any mind manipulation at all. That wouldn't work on someone as strong as Raviere. It also didn't make sense for Raviere to confess.

But otherwise, I couldn't explain the situation at all.

"There's nothing I can do. I have no choice but to open it right now before the remaining doors disappear… … ."

"Isn't it still a little unstable?"

"But we can't waste any more time. If we continue like this, we will be the first to suffer. The other judges think the same."

Now the Salvation Church has become the public enemy of the continent. The same goes for the nobles who joined hands with the Salvation Church.

They alone could not take on all the kingdoms of the continent. If things continued this way, they would surely be defeated.

In that case, there was no other way than to draw on other forces.

"The plan has gone awry, but it will be enough to throw the continent into chaos. The deadline is approaching anyway."

thud!

Gatros continued, striking the ground with his staff.

"Tell all the followers in Rutania that I will now open the 'door'. I will begin the 'temple' to create a new world."

* * *

"This is what the lord did."

"hmm."

Giselle smiled with satisfaction at Claude's words.

All the kingdoms on the continent were in chaos. Everyone raised an army to destroy the Salvation Church and close the rift.

Claude also didn't expect things to get to this point. What Giselle did had now become a continental scale.

In some ways it was great, and in other ways it was absurd.

Of course, Jiselle couldn't help but be happy about the current situation.

'Everyone is on high alert.'

In my previous life, I was suddenly struck down without any preparation. Since there was no one who had prepared an army, I had no choice but to suffer greatly at the beginning of the period of chaos.

But now it was different. The cracks had been reduced considerably compared to the previous life, and the lords were becoming more and more nervous about the Salvation Church.

The problem is that there are always people who don't listen.

"What about those who want to do research?"

"They say they'll leave one or two in each kingdom to see what they are. The mutants seem to have piqued their curiosity as well."

"Ha… … . As expected, there are so many people who don't listen when you explain it to them. Even if I explain it to you, they still do that?"

"People tend not to believe something unless they see it for themselves. And they want to see if they can use it."

It was the same in my previous life. There were quite a few people who wondered how they could use that power for their own benefit.

The information Giselle gave about the crack was limited.

He also couldn't remember all the cracks in his past life. There had to be parts he wasn't aware of, places he hadn't experienced, places that were too far away or that he didn't care about.

There must have been places that were missed in the Kingdom of Rutania. The damage would be less if we could somehow reduce them by at least one, but why did we intentionally leave the places that we discovered?

If a crack opens, it will inevitably cause great damage.

After hearing the report, Giselle clicked her tongue and said.

"Tch, I can't just search for them all and close them. I'll have to get hit a few times before I come to my senses."

"Let's make sure we prepare ourselves first."

"Yes, that's right. The battles ahead will be more intense."

Jiselle gave her followers a rough idea of the rift. Naturally, she also relayed it to the royalist faction.

People living near the rift are becoming increasingly mutated, and something unidentifiable is emerging from there.

Everyone wondered how Giselle knew that, but she made up an excuse that she heard it from Raviere.

In fact, we were able to get through it somehow because the mutants were discovered.

"What about the movement of the Salvation Church?"

"They are moving together with the lords who are in league. They don't have many followers, but the power of the priests is said to be quite strong. In particular, the high-ranking priests, although they are few in number, seem to display powers comparable to superhumans."

"I don't think it will be easy to subdue them all."

"The situation is different in each kingdom. Some are in a corner, while others are growing stronger. There are few places that are as peaceful as the Kingdom of Rutania."

"That's right. It's hard to hit the Delphine Dukes first."

It was natural, since the power of the Duke was known to be very strong. Even with the involvement of the four major religious groups, it was difficult to strike rashly.

There were also high-ranking priests of the Salvation Church who displayed superhuman strength.

However, the power of this side was no longer insignificant. The fact that the state of calm was able to be maintained for a while was proof that even the Duke's family could not ignore the power of the pro-Prince faction.

The problem was that this situation wouldn't last long.

"Now that the Salvation Church has started to move in earnest, this situation won't last long."

"Should we use that crack?"

"Yes, so that we can weaken the power of the other lords and cause chaos."

Claude nodded with a serious expression.

"Hmm, I guess I should get ready quickly."

It wasn't because the situation was serious that he had a hardened expression. It was because he had a lot of work to do.

Jiselle nodded and said.

"Have you secured a lot of fairy blessings?"

"Yes, we are managing the habitat well. We will be able to continue to supply it for several years to come."

The Fairy's Blessing was the most important ingredient in making potions. With it, Fenris secured an enormous potion.

Currently, those potions are also being delivered to Perdium.

But that wasn't the only place where the fairy's blessing was used.

"What is the status of development of other drugs?"

"We diluted it very slightly and started mass production. We can make hundreds of bottles from one root."

"Okay, we're going to need a lot of that 'medicine'. Keep pushing production."

"But… … . Do you really need this much?"

"Yes, not to us, but to others. Make sure to send the recipe to the royalist faction. Be sure to tell Marquis Branford to send it to other kingdoms as well."

"All right."

Until now, it was Giselle's fight alone. But not anymore.

Even if the cracks have been reduced, the threat still remains. We must share what we can and inform what we can.

Only then can we fight and win against the threat that will strike the continent.

Fenris developed the new medicine that Jiselle had told him about, and also expedited the production of troops and weapons.

More troops and more weapons, that's what Giselle wanted.

Everyone was more busy than ever, trying to stabilize the West at the same time.

One day, while everyone was busy moving around, the people of Yeongji were all gathered at night and looking at the sky.

"Wow, it's pretty!"

"I've never seen so many meteors before!"

"Let's all make a wish!"

Bright meteors were falling all over the dark night sky.

The meteors fell endlessly. They seemed to spread out across the continent.

The people of Yeongji were delighted with the beautiful phenomenon they had never seen before.

Only one person.

Only Jisel was looking at the sky with a cold expression.