episode_0364

After the fight between Lucy Aln and Rasha. When a brief break was announced for the restoration of the half-destroyed arena, the church informant hiding in the audience chewed his lips, recalling the many miracles Lucy Alln had just shown.

When His Holiness ordered me to watch and report on Lucy Alln fighting in the arena, I took his order as a warning.

It is a well-known story that Lucy Alln is hostile to the church.

Even now, when we hear that they have been reformed to some extent thanks to the saint’s blessings, starting from the many evil acts committed in the church in the Arn domain in the past, they do not hesitate to belittle the great god as a scoundrel in public.

The Lord, who has infinite mercy, not only gave love to non-believers and allowed them to use sacred magic, but even gifted them the mace of the legendary paladin Ruel. However, instead of being grateful, Lucy Alln continued to act in blasphemous ways and could never be reformed among the people of the church. He was evaluated as an irresistible person.

The radical among them raised their voices and said that Ruel’s mace was too much for a kid like him who did not even know the grace of the great God, and that was enough to gain support among some people.

The problem was that, apart from the fact that Lucy Alln was a non-believer, she had great talent.

His skills are so overwhelming that he overturns the public’s assessment of Aln’s disgrace with just his talent.

Lucy Alln, who is said to not only replicate the feats shown by Benedick Alln but perhaps bring even greater glory, was someone who would have a great influence on the future political situation of the continent.

So the church’s informant was tasked with not only keeping an eye on the extent of Lucy Alln’s achievements, but also finding out whether there was any possibility of appeasement or whether she should be nipped in the bud long ago.

However, after watching the battle between Rasha and Lucy Aln just now, he realized that he had made a huge mistake.

The divinity that Lucy Aln showed when blocking Rasha’s attack was completely different from what a believer could possess.

The much warmer and more cozy divinity was infinitely similar to the divinity shown by heroes of the past.

Looking back now, it’s not that strange. Would the great and wise Lord give the weapons used by heroes to unbelievers solely to show mercy?

Lucy Alln is not simply profane. He is a human being who covers the outside with Buddhist scriptures but harbors something else inside.

Maybe the reason the saint stayed next to Lucy Aln was because she noticed that.

what. Anything more than this is probably good. It will not be me who will judge it, but the various cardinals staying in the Holy Land and the Holy Father.

While the audience continued to fuss over the amazing scene that had just unfolded, the church’s informant quietly left the arena. To pass on this information through someone at the church you gave it to.

“Hey. There, Sannim. Stop.”

The moment he entered the back alley, a woman’s voice was heard from behind. A voice closer to the growl of an animal than that of a human.

The church informant, who had heard a similar voice not long ago, broke into a cold sweat and cautiously turned his head.

“…hunting for the strong.”

Rasha. Hunting the strong. A madman who will do anything to fight the strong.

Why is he talking to me?

There were many times when she attacked church paladins and priests to satisfy her own interests. However, I am still infinitely weaker compared to those who were attacked by Rasha. There is no reason to interest Rasha.

Why? Why Rasha me.

“Are you a small child of the church? What is your rank?”

“I’m sorry, but what do you mean?”

“Don’t think about cheating. You’re as tall as me. If you keep doing that, they will force you to open your mouth. Annoying.”

The church informant swallowed his saliva at Rasha’s threat. If she were sincere, my neck would be twisted without even being able to struggle.

Normally, I would have gladly accepted eternal silence, but now I cannot. There is information that must be conveyed to the church. So, for now, it would be right to step aside and accommodate Rasha’s wishes.

“Your prediction is correct. I received orders from His Holiness at the church…”

The church’s informant’s voice could not continue until the end. Before he could even get to the middle of his sentence, Rasha’s hand grabbed his neck and twisted it.

After her life ended without even realizing her own death, Rasha stretched out and trudged out of the alley.

Ugh. It was a satisfying day after a long time.

Later, when all his talents were fully revealed, he met a kid who would make the fight more enjoyable than Benedick’s. Also, the performance shown by the not-yet-mature little boy far exceeded my expectations. I also clashed fists again with Benedick, one of the few opponents who had defeated me in the past. Because there wasn’t anything that wasn’t enjoyable.

If it weren’t for the fact that they were bastards who didn’t even know the subject and were looking for their prey, I could have walked away with a smile.

Rasha noticed their presence around the time she entered the arena to fight Lucy. He found people in the audience observing Lucy as if they were evaluating other strong people.

There were many different types. There are five people who embrace the divinity of the main god. Two of them are related to black magic. In addition, there were many guys who harbored various small intentions.

Before competing with Lucy, Rasha noticed many people’s interest, but did not bother to mention it.

Considering the value of Benedick’s daughter, I thought it was only natural that many people would show interest in it. And it wasn’t worth paying attention to Benedick’s daughter just yet.

However, as the fight continued, Rasha, who had raised her opinion of Lucy, decided to do the work that Benedick, who was very tied down, could not do.

Ordinary bastards don’t really care. Even though they are trying to use Benedick’s daughter, they are afraid of Benedick and will remain good.

However, the scum of the church and the idiots who deal with black magic are a different story.

The Church of the Lord, which has become so rotten, is a bunch of bastards who, instead of praising the Apostles of the Lord, deny them, criticize them, trample them and try to burn them at the stake, and those who practice black magic are disgusting people who risk their lives and try to sacrifice Benedict’s daughter for their own accomplishments. .

Rasha, who did not want the buds he had chosen to be nipped in the bud by other scum, escaped from the arena and killed all of the church’s informants and those who practiced black magic.

Huhuan wasn’t worried. If you send someone to kill her, Rasha will just greet them with a smile.

Rasha, who was humming and thinking about having a drink for the first time in a while, frowned when she heard a voice engraved in her head.

“You’re telling me to talk bullshit in moderation? Where is the crazy person who breaks a tree branch when it has not even produced fruit?”

“Ha. If you keep freaking out, I’ll go around destroying other trash in your name. Do you understand?”

“Kowa? If they tease you, try attacking them. If you regain the power worthy of your name, I will gladly welcome you. If you can’t fight, just shut up and live as a tool.”

She shouted sharply into the air and soon headed out of the city, shaking her head in satisfaction.

“I heard there was an interesting guy near the archipelago, so let’s go there this time.”

*

After the fight between me and Rasha, I was given ample time to rest.

The damage caused by Benedick and Rasha’s clash was so great that it took a long time to fix it. Thanks to you, I was able to recover my body and replenish my lost divinity.

Of course, it had recovered to some extent and was far from perfect, but it was not a big problem.

Among the participants in this arena, Rasha had already destroyed all the truly dangerous ones a long time ago. Because the knowledge I gained while fighting Rasha made it easier to deal with other enemies.

All of my remaining opponents were people I had faced tiresomely while trying to set an arena speedrunning record.

Their strategy was engraved in my mind so clearly that I could write it with my eyes closed, and my opponents had to feel helpless in front of me, who responded to every attack as if I had fought them hundreds or thousands of times.

So I succeeded in winning the championship without much difficulty.

‘…I promised myself I would never stand on the podium again!’

I never thought there would still be a devilish process called victory speech.

‘That’s not true.’

Do you know how much it breaks my heart to have to go up to the podium again after sharing that tragedy not so long ago!?

I’m so nervous right now!

I’m scarier now than when I locked arms with my opponent in the finals!

‘I see… I guess so?’

…At one point, you said something about me not being behind, but now you’re encouraging me to act without hesitation. Is it okay for a legendary paladin to change his attitude like this?

‘Ugh. That’s Okay. ‘I guess that’s why my grandfather wasn’t popular.’

As I listened to the old man screaming as the seizure button was pressed, I felt at ease.

Phew. are you okay. No problem. As things get bigger, you just have to make an emergency escape.

As I reassured myself and stood on the stage, Count Badronel placed a crown made of leaves on me and then took out a copper plaque from his chest and gave it to me.

“The armor was very damaged. Take this and stop by the blacksmith shop in the north of the territory.”

This is a reward that wasn’t in the game. Did Count Badronel pay special attention?

While I put the cards in my inventory, thinking that there was no reason to refuse anything, Count Badronel briefly praised my performance.

“ character. Now, tell me how you felt about participating in this arena as the winner.”

After receiving the crystal ball with sound amplification magic, I took a deep breath and carefully opened my mouth.

‘hello. My name is Lucy, the eldest daughter of the Aln family.’

“Hello. Those shabby bastards who got caught by a little girl. Lucy.”

As soon as I could say my greetings, I saw that the audience had become so cold that I hurriedly spoke to end the speech.

‘I’m happy to win. That is all.’

“I was very happy to be able to teach my topic to the trash. This is the end of what I have to say. I don’t want to say anything more to these mazo pigs who can’t say anything when they’re being scolded by a girl.”

hmm. Does it happen like this?

I had experienced something similar not long ago, and instead of continuing my conversation in confusion, I chose to run away before others came to their senses.

[Quest clear!]

[Compensation will be paid!]