episode_0192

CLXXXIV.

The 26th candidate, the Divine Champion, Ella Stone, was waiting for news from the Sword of Caligo and the Temple of Caligo.

As usual when teaching, Caligo’s sword was unusually taciturn.

Even when teaching, he didn’t explain at length, but mainly showed Ella the direction she should take by showing her through his body.

But Ella didn’t think it was that bad.

Rather than explaining this and that in difficult words, it was easier to see or experience it directly. If Ella had been given something like a secret weapon and told to learn it, she would have thrown it away a long time ago.

Ella Stone.

This reckless woman was an orphan. Her parents appeared out of nowhere the moment she became a candidate. She was clearly an orphan until she was twenty.

Ella Stone was a woman of initiative and not easily discouraged. It was natural for her to raise her fists to avoid being in trouble as a woman, and punching and kicking suited her better than expected.

With such a past, it was perhaps inevitable that she would become a candidate and, awakening to the power of the Holy Power, swing her fists and legs before taking up a weapon.

To her, the teaching method of Caligo Sword, which showed through direct actions rather than difficult words, seemed tailor-made for her.

Was that why?

Aside from the monstrous Gray and the equally monstrous Lina, the first candidate to reach the level of a quasi-superhuman was Ella.

In addition to the intuitive and practical training method of Caligo’s sword, Ella’s level rose rapidly with sparring reminiscent of actual combat, as befitting the knights who are called cockroaches in the game.

Of course, since the status of candidate comes from God, it may be better to have a compatibility with the priest and paladin classes.

Anyway, not long after Ella became a quasi-superhuman, she suddenly looked for Gray. And then,

“Let’s have a game?”

He said, as befitting her outspoken personality.

But the answer that came back to Gray was a sincere murderous spirit and momentum along with the words ‘Get out’.

So what did you do?

It turned off quietly.

Because Ella felt quite intimidated just by the momentum that Gray gave off when he told her to get out.

From that day on, Ella completely abandoned her pride and rushed towards Caligo’s sword again.

With the same mindset as the old saying “Sharpening an axe to make a needle”.

Because of such an incident and heartbreaking events, I was now waiting for information to arrive at the Temple of Caligo in Earl Hawk’s territory located in the southern part of the Clyton Empire.

Unlike Katniss and Phoebe, who traveled together, Gray and Lena traveled alone, with one superhuman.

“Confirmation completed.”

Ella, who was waiting in front of the Caligo Temple, opened her closed eyes at the priest’s voice.

“What’s the result?”

“The prediction was correct.”

“Yes!”

Ella jumped up from her seat and clenched her fists in joy. Then she struck the gauntlets made from an alloy containing more than 50% mithril, which she had commissioned from Evergreen and obtained through the Hundred Top, with a ‘kang-kang!’ sound.

“Let’s go, mister!”

“… … .”

Caligo, who was blocking Ella, who seemed about to go out at any moment, with the scabbard of his greatsword, gave a meaningful nod to the priest who was giving the black report.

“The fighting force in Naeseong consists of a knight squad of the Count’s family, a squad of magicians, and about 500 soldiers. However.”

“But?”

Ella, who had been making a sullen expression at Caligo’s sword that had stopped her, seemed to need the information from the priest, so she focused again. Then, she looked at the priest who had cut her off with the word “but” and urged him to speak quickly.

“There’s an eerie feeling coming from the basement of the mansion, but I can’t figure out what it is. In fact… … .”

“Huh?”

“Connection with the undercover agent who went undercover to investigate has been lost.”

“Hmm.”

Any emperor or king with a sense of purpose would value his intelligence agency.

There is an ‘invisible hand’ in the Alfonso Empire,

The Clifton Empire has ‘Lego’.

And in the temple of Caligo, there are those called ‘Mi-myeong’.

Beings who are neither priests, nor paladins, nor heretics judges.

An intelligence agency of the Caligo Order, perhaps similar to the Monks, but a little different.

That name was trained to burn the divine power within the body just before death, like a heretic judge, and transmit the final information.

That guy lost contact without any report?

In a situation more serious than expected, a saliva leaked out of Caligo’s mouth at the sight of his sword.

but,

“Departure.”

He launched an attack.

“Okay! Let’s go! Mister!”

Anyway, since there are battles going on all over the continent right now, if they stop here, it would be the same as losing them.

The only people heading to the inner castle were Caligo’s Sword and Ella. The knights and priests who followed them secretly dispersed, and the priests surrounded the inner castle walls tightly.

“Start.”

“Oki too… Key!”

Bam!

In response to the last syllable of the strange answer, “Okidoki!”, the tightly shut door of the inner castle is shattered into pieces with a loud noise as the fist is swung.

“Who are you!”

“How dare you!”

“Oh my? Sir. They say ‘how dare’?”

Ella playfully spoke to Caligo’s sword. Ella’s high and bright voice reached the ears of the knights who had rushed out to the commotion.

Naturally, the knights’ gazes turned to Caligo’s sword, and those with more experience recognized him.

“How come already… … !”

It wasn’t about why you came or why you were acting like this.

How did you get here already?

Hearing those words, the pretty girl Ella smiled and boyishly wiped her nose with her iron gauntlet.

“Okay, here you have to be the 5th generation reader or you have to be responsible for your family’s livelihood. One side is excluded.”

The faces of the knights who had been shocked by that lively yet neutral voice distorted as if they had eaten a bitter persimmon.

“No? If not… … .”

“??”

“See~ing!”

Bam!

This isn’t a sound coming from her mouth. It isn’t a sound coming from Ella’s fist either.

It’s the sound of the solid stone floor bursting apart as Ella kicks the floor.

And just like the legend of the old days where people were put on catapults and thrown at the walls to attack castles, as if they were human cannonballs, Ella charged at the flustered knights.

Boom! Boom!

Even though the candidates were given good weapons and high-quality weapons, Ella, who had been throwing punches and kicks from the beginning, had a certain philosophy behind her fists.

One person per room.

He swung his fist as if to say that was the minimum requirement.

Boom! Boom!

After the explosion, the sound of air bursting continues as if it were one body.

And knights in iron armor fly through the sky. Of course, they fly not willingly but by force, so when they fall,

Crunch. Boom.

Landing on your buttocks, knees, or in severe cases, face, you will either die, be near death, or become half-dead before finally dying.

If I had to tell the difference, I would say it’s the difference between dying instantly and feeling no pain, dying after feeling a little pain, or dying in quite a bit of pain.

Even though she was wearing gauntlets, every time her thin fist collided with the knight’s armor or sword,

Boom! Boom!

Wah-ah! Bam!

The armor shatters, sending the knight flying into the sky or into a wall, or the sword breaks, sending the knight flying into the sky or into a wall.

Yes, that’s right.

Anyway, I’ll send it away.

Ella, who had been swinging her fists and feet with such enthusiasm for a long time,

“ in?”

When there was no longer anything flashing in his sight, he looked around, letting out such a foolish exclamation.

“Over there.”

And the role of throwing yet another prey to Ella was played by Caligo’s sword.

Ella turned her gaze to where he had pointed and saw magicians and knights lined up on top of the tightly closed iron gate at the entrance to the lord’s castle, the living quarters of the lord and his family, inside the inner castle.

“Oh yeah!”

Looking at this aspect alone, it seems like Ella would be better suited as a Berserker who uses the Force.

But Ella has some similarities with the sword mage Phoebe,

“Divine Protection.”

Even though he appears to be crazy about battle, he is actually very rational.

While Phoebe relies on her patented body art glitter and defensive magic to run wild across the battlefield, Ella relies on her pure divine power and fighter’s intuition to the point of ignorance to enter the battlefield.

Just like now, when I jump into the magical barrage without wearing even a single piece of my common iron armor.

Boom!

Previously, Ella would hit the knights and make a loud noise, but this time, some of the magic hits Ella’s divine protection and makes a loud noise.

Divine Protection acts similarly to a wizard’s Barrier.

However, unlike the wizard’s barrier, which is removed when a certain amount of shock is received regardless of the wizard’s remaining mana, the divine protection is not removed unless the caster’s divine power is cut off from the divine protection.

This is what makes the Jewish Pope truly scary.

He has such a vast amount of divine power that it’s hard to believe he’s even human, and he’s a monster that can withstand the dragon’s breath just by manifesting his divine protection.

It is not for nothing that the Mad Thunder Canviel, who has a dirty personality and thus has the word “mad” in his title, is swayed by Pope Judas’ words.

If Pope Judas’ defenses were weak enough that Kanviel could defeat him, or rather, knock him out, Pope Judas might have been captured by the Shota Witch and had this and that done to him.

Anyway, back to this, it’s the same with Ella’s Divine Protection spell.

She quickly ran to dodge the pouring magic, but didn’t care when a magic with a homing function flew towards her and hit her.

He just ran and ran and attacked the knights lined up on the castle.

Kwaaang―!

Oh, I’ll correct that.

They attacked a thick, strong, and magically treated iron door.

Ella’s fist, wrapped in splendid divine power, succeeded in shattering the iron door, just as it had done to the inner gate. In one blow.

The knights and soldiers waiting behind the iron gate met their deaths without making a sound as the pieces of the gate sank as if a claymore mine had exploded.

“How dare you! The Temple of Caligo is ready to go to war with the Clytonic Empire!”

As Ella was about to step forward, stepping on the tragedy, she heard a scolding from a skinny middle-aged man. The fact that Ella stopped walking for a moment was perhaps an unconditional reflex for her, as her life as a commoner was still etched in her mind.

which,

Kwakwakwakwang!

It seemed like enough time to become a fixed target, judging by the magic pouring down over Ella’s head as she stood still.

“Kekekekekekeke! You stupid bitch! Die! You won’t survive anyways as long as there are superhumans! Kkekekekeke. I’ll take at least one of them!”

The nobleman who had been shouting like a goalkeeper a moment ago was now laughing like a madman and mocking Ella who was in the midst of the pouring magic.

But as I said before, it’s not for nothing that the paladins are likened to cockroaches, and the protection of the divine is,

“Bless you.”

If the divine power of the spell is maintained, it will never be broken.

“What, what?!”

Boom!

“Kkaaaak!”

“Cough!”

Ella, who had placed a blessing spell on herself in addition to her existing divine protection, flies away as a thick ray of light.

And at the end of that ray of light, only destruction remains. Regardless of whether it is a human, a wall, or a gate, it is equally so.

As if it were the word of God.

Boom! Boom!

Every time Ella moved, the castle would shatter, break, and be destroyed. Of course, any wizards or knights nearby would also shatter and explode.

The count, who had been blankly watching the scene, suddenly took out an ominous-looking black dagger and, without hesitation, plunged it into his heart.

“Krut! Let’s go together. Phewhhh.”

The moment the black dagger touched the count’s heart and the blood that burst out from it,

Clang!

As if a tightly packed carrier were about to burst open, the black tentacles burst out, writhing violently.

It literally burst out, and the tentacles stuck into the bodies of those who died in battle or were dying.

And as the tentacles that were embedded wriggled as if to suck out bodily fluids, the corpse shrank until eventually only the armor and clothing of the knight or wizard remained.

“Hmm. Sir. Do you know what that is?”

“I know.”

“You don’t know either… …? You know? Why?”

“Why… Rani?”

“It’s weird that Muscle Daddy knows. He’s not that kind of character, is he? No… Right? Huh? ”

Ella and Caligo’s sword are chatting without showing any signs of nervousness as the black tentacle monster grows bigger and bigger.

“Hoo… .”

No, rather than saying it’s being divided, wouldn’t it be more accurate to say that Caligo’s sword is being talked about?

anyway,

“So what?”

Ella, who had been chattering to herself, asked again when the black tentacles began to writhe less.

“Carnívŏra.”

“Kar… …what?”

Of course, there’s no way Ella, a martial arts fanatic, would know the answer.

“Planta Carnívŏra. A carnivorous plant from the Demon Realm.”

The black tentacle monster that appeared in front of Ella and Caligo’s sword, Planta Carnivora, looked very similar to the one that appeared in the village that Phoebe and Katniss attacked.

Also, the same guy appeared in the other candidate groups, Lina’s group and Gray’s group.