episode_0067

“Damn it!”

The connection with the rag golem was broken. It was a story about a rag golem being attacked. Apprentice warlock Eric quickly packed his bags.

‘What excuse can I make to Madrick?’

Eric was dispatched to this small town under orders from the church. At first, I was with Madric, a senior warlock. However, Madrick left the village after polluting the minds of the village residents. He entrusted Eric with an artifact that could control the undead.

“Damn, I wasn’t being greedy after all.”

Five nuns of Eurmia.

If he could extract those pure souls, his status as a warlock could be further raised. Their greed turned their eyes upside down and they attacked them with undead. As you can see, the result was a disaster.

‘It’s all those bastards’ fault.’

No matter how much you think about it, these bastards ran away with the children, saying that this wasn’t right. He said he was a friend from the neighborhood and told him how to get ahead, but then he hit me in the back like that.

What else should I say to the branch manager…

No, that’s something to think about after you run away. After gathering his luggage, Eric opened the door and hurried out.

‘First of all, if you’re in a hurry, get far from the village…’

I could hear the sound of wind blowing behind me. I quickly turned around, but it was too late. A tingling pain rose from my collarbone.

“Aaagh…”

Whirling. The same sound again.

This time it’s thighs.

Eric fell to the floor, holding his thighs. There was a dagger stuck in his thigh.

“Who, who is it!”

A man trudged out of the darkness. It was a black-haired man wearing light leather armor.

“You were stuck in a corner. I thought I was going to die from running so hard.”

“How do we get here…?”

“The monster smelled like you.”

The dark-haired man pulled a dagger from his belt.

‘If this continues, I’ll die!’

Eric’s morale was boosted. He spread his palm towards the black head and moved his arm.

The black magic to use is [Mental Collapse]

At Eric’s level, he is only reliving the trauma of black hair for a very brief moment. But that gap is enough. All you have to do is stick a dagger into that guy’s neck.

But things did not go as he wanted.

“Where.”

The black head threw the dagger. The blade pierced the back of Eric’s hand.

“Aaagh!!”

Morale was scattered. The dark-haired man pulled the dagger from Eric’s collarbone and plunged it into the back of his free hand.

“If you do this, you won’t be able to do anything harsh. Just wait patiently for the nuns to arrive.”

“Aaagh!!! 개새끼야!!!”

“Shut up.”

He kicked Eric in the mouth. There was no force control at all. Eric’s front tooth broke.

“Sigh…”

“If you make noise one more time, I will cut your mouth shut. Stay still.”

The black head warned and sat down next to Eric. Eric cursed all sorts of things in his mind as he looked at the black-haired man’s profile. In my head, I even imagined cutting off his limbs and torturing him.

But the reality is quite the opposite.

Rather, he is the one who has to worry that Eric will be tortured by him. He did as the dark-haired man told him and kept his mouth shut. While enduring the pain.

‘Damn, what happened to me… I have to endure it for now. If you hold back and get a chance…’

…Will there be a chance?

I was stabbed here and there with the dagger. I can’t concentrate because of the pain, so I can’t raise my spirits. Even if you force it up, it’s a problem. As an apprentice warlock, the black magic he can use is limited.

The only way to use it is to confuse the opponent for a moment.

Even that was useless in his current state.

Also, according to the dark-haired man, nuns are also coming here. If he, a cult member, is taken away by the nuns, the future is clear. They will be tortured and then executed.

‘Oh, no…!’

I don’t want to die.

I left the village wanting to succeed. But nothing has been achieved yet. I can’t die like this.

Although Eric was miserable, he decided to beg for his life. I made my voice as servile as possible.

“Sa, save me… I’ll give you everything you want!”

“No need. It looks like you don’t have anything, so what…”

“Bag, open that bag.”

“Bag?”

The dark-haired man frowned and hit Eric in the face with his fist.

“Ahh!”

“Where is this modified work?”

“Oh, no… there is a relic inside…”

“Artifact?”

The dark-haired man’s eyes changed. I wondered what if he didn’t know about the relic, but judging by his reaction, it seemed like he did. thank god.

“If it’s a lie, search.”

The black head rummaged through his bag. He took out a medal with a skull pattern. It is an artifact that can control the undead.

“Yeah, right. That’s a relic…”

“What, it’s cheap.”

The black head clicked his tongue.

“Cheap? No, rather, I will teach you how to use that artifact. Please save me instead… Huh?!”

Eric opened his eyes wide. This is because the relic the black head was holding suddenly began to shine and then turned into a heap of ashes. The black-haired man threw the ashes on the floor and shook them off with his hands.

“It would be nice if it was high quality, but it’s rare.”

Eric had no idea what the black head was talking about. The black head turned to Eric.

“Well… thank you anyway.”

Eric’s expression brightened slightly. I don’t know what happened, but if I see you say thank you, there’s a good chance I’ll save your life…

“Aaagh!!”

The dark-haired man pulled a dagger from the back of Eric’s hand.

“But if you tell the nuns about this, it will be a little difficult. Sorry.”

“What, what!? Hey, you idiot…”

The blade blocked Eric’s throat. The sound that was trying to come out was blocked by the cold metal. He glared at the black head with bloodshot eyes. The black head was looking into space and smiling.

‘Crazy… bastard…’

I’m having a really unlucky day today.

* * *

Not long after the cultists were dealt with, the nuns appeared.

“Brother, if you just tell me to follow you and suddenly run away…?”

Sister Nella’s eyes widened as she looked at the corpse next to me. The other nuns did the same. When he saw the red eyes drawn on the corpse’s clothes, his expression became distorted.

“This guy seems to be the one controlling the undead. I tried to capture him alive as much as possible, but I felt a strange energy, so I stopped… I’m sorry.”

“No, brother. On the contrary, if you overdo it, you may have fallen victim to a wicked witchcraft. Well done!”

Sister Nella said, holding my hand tightly. Other nuns examined the cultist’s body.

“It looks like he’s definitely dead.”

“What if I was deceived using witchcraft?”

“You can just confirm the kill.”

The blue-haired nun crushed the cultist’s head with a blunt object. There was not the slightest hesitation. I frowned when I saw the corpse in a terrible shape. Sister Nella hastily covered it.

“Ahaha… Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Yes, I’m fine.”

“Haha…”

There was an awkward silence. As if the other nuns had inspected the body, they now searched the cult member’s bag. I shook my head when I saw no results.

It’s only natural that I sold the relics that seemed useful.

The fierce nun looked at me.

“Brother, have you ever opened this bag?”

“Yes. I opened it.”

“Was there anything that seemed special? The pattern is unique.”

“As the nun said, there was nothing that seemed unique or special. I didn’t even touch anything in the bag in the first place. If you ever doubt me, please check.”

I raised both arms to indicate that I should take a look. The fierce nun shook her head.

“I believe in you, brother.”

Sister Nella turned her head to the cultist’s body.

“That means there is a higher possibility that this cultist is a high-ranking warlock than you think. I’m so glad your brother is safe. If I made a mistake, an irreparable situation would have occurred.”

“…is that so?”

“Yes. The higher-ranking warlocks are, the more proficient they are at all kinds of hexes. It is not recommended to fight a high-ranking warlock without any preparation.”

“…I see.”

Sister Nella later talked about what to be careful about when dealing with warlocks. Meanwhile, other nuns investigated the house where the cultist had run away.

After the talk and investigation, we returned to where our companions were.

Seris and Kara came running after spotting me.

“Oppa, why did you suddenly run away?”

“There was one guy trying to run away. I caught that guy.”

“Still, you should have said something and left. He told us not to follow him… Do you know how surprised we were?”

Seris slapped my forearm and scolded me. It hurts a little too much.

“I’m sorry.”

“Really…”

She stopped hitting her hand.

“…Did it hurt?”

“A little.”

“I’m sorry…”

Seris stroked the area where she had hit. I chuckled and stroked her hair.

“It’s okay.”

Cerise raised her head and faced me. We laughed without anyone knowing who was first.

“…Oppa?”

Kara’s voice broke the laughter. I turned my head towards Kara. She narrowed her eyes and looked at me. Cold sweat soaks my back.

“What’s wrong?”

I asked as calmly as possible.

“…No.”

Kara had a calm expression on her face and came into my arms. He rubbed his face as if to mark his territory.

Crack.

Beside her, Seris gritted her teeth.

‘It’s ruined.’

I don’t think I’ll let you go all night when I get home.

While I was worried about being squeezed, I saw the nuns talking with serious faces. I listened to their conversation.

Sister Nella said to the blue-haired nun.

“Is there really no way?”

“Yes. If it was moderately contaminated with fraud, it was completely pickled. It’s impossible for us.”

“In that case, shouldn’t we just take him to the city and treat him? Even if we can’t do it, if you are a priest…”

“It must be difficult for you, too. Even if it were possible to take out those scammers, the moment they were taken out, they would become idiots.”

“Such…”

Sister Nella’s expression darkened.

“I don’t know if you are the bishop… but Sister Nella knows that it is impossible.”

“…”

Sister Nella turned her gaze towards the villagers with a dark look on her face. They were staring at us with broken limbs. Around them, children cried as they looked at their parents.

“Then what should we do with them… those children…”

“The children will be sent to an orphanage run by the temple. However, the village residents…”

The blue-haired nun did not finish her sentence. A fierce nun took his place.

“I will have to send it to Yurmia’s arms.”

“Is that really the only way?”

The fierce nun nodded heavily.

‘Sending it to Yurmia-sama’s arms…’

It means to kill.

I recalled the fight against bandits that took place a month ago. At that time, I dealt with 20 people and gained over 200 karma.

I counted the number of village residents.

‘Just by looking at it, he’s over 30.’

That’s at least 300 karma.

A large number of undead, artifacts, and even people who could be killed.

I’m really lucky with karma today…

“Dad….Mom….”

Lucky…

“I was wrong… From next time, I will listen to my mom carefully…”

“Why, why can’t I go to Dad? What did I do wrong? I’m sorry… Dad…”

Fuck your luck.

I opened the store window and entered the general store. I scrolled down and found the item I saw last time.

-Urmia Temple’s upper level holy beast, 300 karma

The description of the holy water states that it erases evil energy. If this is the case, their morale will probably go away.

My karma is also running out.

I seriously thought about it.

300 karma is a little less than the karma I earned in this town. However, just because you earned it in one day, 300 karma is not a small amount.

If you save those people, you will lose 600 karma.

‘Do I really need to live? ‘It’s not my fault.’

I hear children crying.

It wasn’t even their fault.

‘Fuck…’

As I was racking my brain and thinking, Cerise gently grabbed my arm.

“Yuseong…”

Cerise’s voice was gloomy. I wonder if he senses what I’m worried about, as his eyes look at me earnestly. Those eyes turned to the crying children.

It seems that the hardships the children would go through as they did not have their biological parents touched their hearts deeply.

I sighed.

“Wait a moment. If the nuns try to harm the villagers, stop them.”

The gloomy atmosphere disappeared. She answered in a bright voice.

“Yes!”

I moved to a place where people couldn’t see me. I clicked buy and closed my eyes. I opened my eyes again and picked up what had fallen on the floor.

It is a crystal-shaped glass bottle. Inside was silvery, transparent holy water.

I took it and returned to the place where my companions were.

“Just wait a moment. Mr. Yoosung will save them all!”

Cerise was blocking the nuns.

I walked over to the perplexed nuns.

“Ah, Yoosung! Did you bring it?”

“Yes.”

The nuns turned to me. Everyone’s expressions were not good, perhaps because of what was about to happen. Sister Nella looked at me and said.

“Brother, Sister Cerise tells you that there is a way to save them. May I ask what happened?”

Perhaps because of Cerise’s words, Sister Nella’s eyes looking at me contained a faint hope. It was clearly different from the resigned faces of the other nuns.

I handed the holy water to Sister Nella.

“This is…?”

“This is a high level holy water.”

“…Yes?”

Sister Nella froze. Her eyes were focused on the holy water I gave her. It was the same for other nuns. His face, which had been looking like he was about to die, stiffened.

“Now, give it to me!”

The blue-haired nun took the holy water from Sister Nella’s hand. After inspecting the food, he held it tightly in his hand and assumed a prayer posture. His expression soon became one of astonishment.

“Well, it’s really holy water. It’s also very thick…”

The other nuns’ eyes became as big as lanterns.

Sister Nella asked with a trembling voice.

“Tongue, how did you get the advanced holy water…? The quantity of high-level holy water that can be made is limited, so it is given only to the highest patrons of the temple…”

Was that what a high-level saint was like?

If you answer incorrectly, there will be problems with the source. I thought for a moment and came up with an answer.

“It’s my father’s memento. It is said that when my father was young, he accidentally saved the life of a priest on a pilgrimage. It is said that he received it at that time.”

“Ah… the bishop is on a pilgrimage…”

“Rather than that, is this holy water enough to wake up those people? What is lacking is…”

“Oh, no! Enough! That’s enough!”

Sister Nella waved her hand vigorously. Soon the strength began to drain little by little.

“Really… really… enough…”

A tear flowed from her eye. Perhaps that served as a catalyst, and more tears burst out. She covered her face with both hands.

“I’m so glad… I really…”

Her shoulders trembled slightly. It seems like he was in a lot of pain. The blue-haired nun and the fierce nun patted her on the shoulder.

“Nun? It’s okay to indulge in sentimentality, but first, let’s start with those limbs…”

“Oh..!”

Sister Nella rubbed her face with her palms and turned around. Together with the other nuns, I ran towards the villagers.

* * *

A nun gave a drop of holy water to a man who was lying down. The man’s facial muscles twitch. He started coughing, and the nun turned the man over. Black blood flowed from the mouth of the man who was coughing while looking at the floor.

“Cluck, clack… Cough… What is this… Who is that again?”

The expression returned to the man’s face. A girl who looked about 7 years old ran towards him, who was startled to see the nun.

“Dad!!”

“Ema? Why are you doing that?”

Although the man was embarrassed, he held the child in his arms. I patted the crying child’s back and soothed him.

Such scenes appeared everywhere.

“Thank goodness. Right, brother?”

Kara smiled and looked around at the scene.

“Sure.”

I couldn’t laugh.

It was because 600 Karma kept lingering in my head. My appetite is bitter.

It was a time when I was shaking my head and trying to forget about the 600 karmas. A cute hand pulled my sleeve. This is the girl who was hugged by the man earlier.

“Mr. Did you help my dad and mom?”

“Huh?”

Why is he suddenly asking that?

As I was tilting my head, Sister Nella gave me a thumbs up.

I smiled and nodded.

“Yes. I’m glad my parents got better safely…”

“Thank you!”

The child gave a belly bow. As I was staring blankly, the child glanced up and spoke again.

“Thank you!”

“Huh? Uh… okay…”

Only then did the child straighten his back. I rushed towards my parents. The child’s mother held the child and bowed her head to me. I also bowed my head slightly.

Cerise came next to me.

“Mr. Yoosung.”

“Huh?”

“It was great.”

“…Okay.”

The child smiled brightly as he was held in his parents’ arms.

Okay, that’s enough.