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    CLXX..

    When I first discovered the Knights Templar who were giving us life, my first thought was ‘Why?’ rather than ‘It’s absurd.’

    And soon I could understand their hearts and minds.

    This is a situation where a crack in space has exploded.

    You probably don’t even have to look closely to see that the surrounding area is in ruins.

    So, it might be natural to think that a knight or wizard would come out to investigate.

    Yes, that could be possible.

    It was a situation that could have been passed over so leniently.

    Hwarururur―. Kwaaang!

    “I’m asking just in case. This thing that just flew in. Isn’t it like a fireworks display celebrating our return?”

    “Yes. No. It’s a crude Fire Cannon.”

    The spells fly in with the momentum of claiming that the Fire Cannon was not a mistake, as if they had heard the witch’s evaluation.

    They really do fly in a lot.

    It burns brightly, flashes dazzlingly, cools with cold air, and blows with bitter wind.

    but,

    “Wow! Hey, oppa, is this fireworks?”

    We are so healthy that Catherine can say this.

    In the first place, how many superhumans are there here?

    If something like this hurts you, it’s even worse.

    Moreover, among the group, there is Pope Judas, who is showing signs of discontent because he is not doing anything in the labyrinth.

    “Hohohoho. You guys who are going to fight with this Cobalt, you see? Did you just cast a spell on me?”

    There was a crazy lightning Kanviel who was one of the worst superhumans.

    The title is also Gwangroe. It contains the character for madness.

    The blue membrane created by her gesture—the first flying fire cannon was blocked by the witch’s magic—is a defensive magic equivalent to Circle 8.

    Her unique defensive magic, Thunder Barrier, developed and measured by Kanviel.

    The magic of Circle 5 flying towards the defensive magic that could be seen with both eyes as a strong lightning current flowing on the surface of the barrier was no different from moths flying to a bonfire.

    It wasn’t a celebration fireworks or pollen, but the hostile magic baptism that ended, and the magicians and knights couldn’t hide the fact that they were tense with their whole bodies as they watched us, who were fine.

    “This is ridiculous.”

    The words just came out on their own.

    I unknowingly filled it with a lot of Force.

    As the people who looked like knights and wizards flinched at the same time, a large ripple like a wave came into view.

    When I checked the appearance and tried to say what I really wanted to say,

    Doo doo doo doo doo―.

    As the large group of people move, I feel the vibrations and noises getting closer and closer. I am experiencing the Doppler effect in full effect.

    “Gold Dragon Knights!! Great!”

    As soon as we reached a distance where we could see them with our own eyes, a group of knights wearing armor rushed towards us, shouting.

    “That’s not some kind of new knighthood welcome ceremony, is it? A bit too much etiquette?”

    “Of course not!!”

    “Are you stupid? No.”

    “No.”

    “Absolutely not. Please provide proof.”

    These were the answers of Canviel, Advakiel, Frey and Pope Judas.

    I know. Me too. No.

    Could it be that I asked because I didn’t know that?

    It’s just ridiculous.

    “That emblem. And the Gold Dragon Knights, the Magic Flyer. I guess this is… … .”

    “Yes. It’s Hubble, the capital of the Clytonic Empire.”

    Hubble.

    The capital and imperial city of the Clitec Empire.

    As this is where the emperor resides, security is tight.

    Whether it’s a human security system or a magical security system.

    Above all, when I realized that the place we had exited the labyrinth was Hubble, I could guess how we had taken the warp gate from Evergreen to the Sumerian kingdom and entered the labyrinth.

    If you consider Evergreen as the center of the continent, then all warp gates heading to the five countries west of the entire continent, that is, further west than the Clyton Empire, all go through a special warp gate in Hubble, the capital of the Clyton Empire.

    Like a kind of transmission tower.

    The core of the warp gates designed by Dean Hoo is that the more they are connected, the safer and lower the mana required to travel.

    The original principle of the warp gate is to fold the coordinates of space and space and cross the phases, so the Mana required for this naturally increases as the distance increases.

    The Dean then devised a way to travel safely and quickly by passing through a large warp gate stronghold, rather than going all at once.

    Naturally, there is a warp gate heading west of the continent that also has a base in Hubble, the capital of the Clyton Empire.

    Located in the center of the vast continent to the west is Hubble, the capital of the Clytonic Empire.

    Locationally, and symbolically.

    Perhaps the demon that was targeting us interfered with that stronghold.

    however…….

    “Is this possible?”

    “Normally it is impossible. It takes a lot of time. It also requires a lot of budget. But if this warp gate developer is involved, it is possible.”

    But the witch’s hypothesis was a story that didn’t make sense in the first place.

    One in ten, one in ten million chance, I can assume that the Dean and I are not on good terms these days and that he tried to hit me.

    But our group includes his granddaughter and son and daughter-in-law, whom he cherishes dearly.

    After Dean Hu is ruled out as a suspect,

    “Oh no. No way.”

    One name comes to mind right now, but it can’t be her.

    First of all, since it is the capital of the Clytonic Empire, there are three temples here, including the Temple of Caligo.

    This Hubble is not a remote border territory like the Heian County where Nitas first appeared.

    Nitas, it won’t be that traitorous dragon year.

    “But why are they so relaxed? Before that, let’s do something about those guys running around noisily!”

    The shadow inspiration shouted at us, perhaps because he was annoyed by our calm and thoughtful actions.

    Of course, I stared at that shadowy inspiration.

    It contains a lot of meaning as to why the inspiration doesn’t do it himself.

    “Hey! It’s Shadow! Shadow! Shadow of the Continent!”

    “But?”

    “Have you ever seen an assassin with his face exposed like a knight and shouting ‘Ura-ya!’? Huh?”

    The moment I heard that, I couldn’t refute it because it sounded a bit crazy, but it was strangely persuasive.

    Actually, the two of us didn’t need to fight about this.

    “Please rest in peace, I will handle it in my own way.”

    “Yes?”

    “I’ll tell them why I was once called the White Mad Dog Judas.”

    He said something to me that contained words I couldn’t understand, or rather, words I didn’t want to understand, and then took a small step forward.

    Yes, that’s right.

    It’s one step.

    With the cute short legs of Pope Judas.

    however,

    “Ouch!”

    “Coolook!”

    “Oh my!”

    The knights who had surrounded us fell backwards, spitting out blood, as if a huge wall had come flying in and struck them.

    Those at the back are better.

    The knights in the direction we were looking at, the direction in which the ones who had shouted ‘Knights of the Storm!!’ with divine power in their voices from far away were running and the knights nearby were literally ‘flew’ away, spitting out blood.

    ‘White light dog? Crazy white dog? Crazy white dog? A dog that’s crazy? What the hell? A dog?’

    It was a step that seemed to scold me for my foolish thoughts.

    Pope Judas’s every step felt familiar.

    ‘What? What was it?’

    ‘Ah! That… … .’

    After thinking about it for a while, I came up with an idea.

    The steps of Pope Judas.

    “Is this a real-life version of Cheonma Gunrimbo (Heavenly Demon Lord’s Approach)?”

    The martial arts novels that Confession-Seong, who lives locked up in his room like a hikikomori, enjoys reading when he has time off from playing games are exactly like the martial arts described in them.

    “Master?”

    “No.”

    When I was thinking about useless things and laughing to myself, I must have looked strange.

    But think about it.

    The Pope of the Caligula Order, which boasts the highest power on the continent, is the ‘Cheonma’ King.

    While I was laughing alone,

    thud-.

    Another step was taken.

    Then, the knights on the ground and the magicians waiting behind them began to vomit blood again and fall like fallen autumn leaves.

    No matter how you look at it, that’s right.

    And the moment Pope Judas lifted his proud foot for the third step,

    Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

    The Knights, with spears tucked into their sides and the Force emanating from their entire bodies, arrived right before Pope Jude’s nose.

    They were connected to each other as if they were using the same Force, forming one massive force.

    A huge spear that a giant would wield.

    The huge spear was swung at Pope Judas, who had the body size of a child about ten years old.

    thud-.

    The moment Pope Judas took his third step, stepping out of the foot he was holding,

    Heeelp—. Heeelp—. Heeelp—!

    The horses died first, screaming,

    “Club?!”

    “Ouch!”

    “What, ugh!”

    The knights who had been riding on horses landed on the ground one by one.

    With your face.

    Use your divine powers to flip your body in the air, or use a falling technique to land safely?

    I can’t do that.

    No matter how I look at it, it’s still the Cheonma Gunrimbo.

    When he simply took a step, he did not just release divine power to push his opponents back, but he also completely suppressed any enemies who entered Pope Judas’ force field.

    I’ve now developed eyes that can see that much.

    Those who landed face down on the ground between the bloody horses and their fleshy remains rose in shock, their faces buried in the blood of their own and their comrades’ horses.

    No, I was trying to get up.

    “Ugh! Ugh!”

    “Ouch!”

    “Sa, sa… !”

    If there was a powerful person who could raise his head above the momentum of Pope Judas.

    “As far as I know, the Empire has a blacklist and a redlist. Right?”

    Pope Judas wasn’t specifically asking about anyone. He just seemed annoyed and gave himself a reason to harass someone.

    “Oh, that’s right!”

    But one of the terrified wizards recognized him, for a very loud reply came out.

    “Those who are directly or indirectly hostile to Clyton are not on the blacklist. I am on the direct side. And my name will be on the red list of those who should never be the first to start a fight. Shouldn’t all the known superhumans on the continent be on it? Has it changed since then?”

    “Oh, no!”

    “No? But why are you casting spells and the knights using “Advance’s Footsteps” to attack? It seems like you’re really trying to have a go at it?”

    “Absolutely not! Absolutely not!”

    “No way? Then, no way! Are you targeting our Evidence?!”

    “Huh?! No! Absolutely not!”

    What should I do if I find myself forced headfirst into a puddle of dirt?

    If you don’t know, refer to the actions of the brilliantly named Gold Dragon Knights here and now.

    While Pope Judas was talking to a man, they drank his blood, and barely managed to turn their heads to secure a breathing hole.

    “If I say no, will it be over? What happened already? As a servant of God, this time I will be lenient… … .”

    “… … !”

    “Let’s just organize it by destroying the palace.”

    I wanted to ask where exactly that was being organized, and if it was the organization that appears in ‘Shall I organize it, Brother?’

    If only it weren’t for that serious look on my face.

    “Why? Kill some of the Emperor’s children?”

    “Oh, no. Okay, I understand.”

    I don’t know if that guy is in a position to do that, but with that, Pope Judas will no longer have to show his true colors and the surrounding area will be cleared up.

    No, I thought it was sorted out.

    “Who is Gray?”

    If a man who looked like he could collapse if you hit him with one punch hadn’t shown up with a bunch of attendants and opened the place.

    “Yes. Commoner Gray. I grant you the honor of sacrificing yourself by staining my precious sword with your dirty blood.”

    For a moment, silence falls over the surroundings.

    The dough-like guy seemed to think it was because of his authority, as his shoulders were tense.

    Stop raising your shoulders, you idiot. Your neck is gone and you look so ugly. You idiot.

    Looking at such a pathetic guy, I couldn’t help but ask this.

    “There you are. Yes you! The white pudding-like thing. Just in case, is that a new suicide method? What, something like that? It’s so new? And it’s so effective! I already want to kill you? ”

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