episode_0142

Divine power.

The power known to be the power to drive out darkness and other negativity had many aspects that had not yet been identified.

for example,

The point is that there is no cost to using it.

Magic requires mana as a price, and since witchcraft and black magic, which are considered unclean, are performed, there is something to be taken in return.

However, mysteriously enough, it was not divine power. All that was needed to control him was the will to do so, and repeated training was not even necessary to increase his strength.

All you have to do is consider and prove yourself as a faithful believer. So people think that divine power is a miracle of God.

‘The power given by the Lord to stop the demonic beasts coming down from the mountain range.’

‘The power that the Lord bestowed on the lambs because he was kind to them.’

However, to be honest, a faithful life of praying to God every day and following the 10 precepts without skipping a beat was, to be honest, difficult for an ordinary person to maintain.

Devialet JBL.

He, one of only 12 cardinals of Lucerne, was not born faithful.

Young days. Just before my comrades are killed by the drooling demon beast,

Devialet might not have been living a faithful life if light had not burst out in a moment of crisis.

Therefore, in the case of paladins who directly use divine power in the field, each of them has experienced at least one miracle of God.

Tragedies such as families being offered as tribute to cultists, or younger siblings being eaten by demonic beasts.

But there was no such tragedy for the person Devialet was going to meet now.

Those around him say that he just burst out in tears as soon as he was baptized when he was a baby.

This is truly a place that is pleasing to the Lord.

Tap, tap, tap.

Devialet, who was walking down the hallway of the cathedral, saw light coming from the chapel in the distance.

Today was not a weekend, nor was it morning, but night, so the chapel should be empty, but a light strong enough to drive out all the darkness was coming from inside the chapel.

Devialet, who stepped into the chapel, knew who the owner of the intense light was.

Captain of the 2nd division of the Holy Mace Knights. Malleus Garibaldi.

‘It’s amazing divine power as always.’

His body, which was praying toward the cross, was emitting light no less than the light that Siron had seen in the throne room before.

‘When it comes to faithfulness, I can confidently say that I am not pushed aside by anyone… but your faith is greater than mine.’

This is truly the realm of fanaticism.

Devialet looked behind him and waited until the prayer was over. Since he is using the 9-star magic [Room of Truth] anyway, he does not respond even when called.

Finally, the light from his body stopped.

“Um…?”

Malleus, sensing Deviale’s presence, turned around. As the rumor goes, ‘Malleus Garibaldi sheds tears when he prays,’ there were traces of tears in his eyes.

“Cardinal. If you had come, you shouldn’t have told me.”

“Are you really telling me to interrupt my prayers?”

“…I guess the joke didn’t work.”

Malleus stroked his beard and clicked his tongue.

“When I was young, I was a pretty witty friend who took jokes well, but they say that a position makes a person, but after he was given the title of Cardinal, he became hard and uninteresting.”

“…Not really.”

Devialet sighed and rubbed his forehead.

“I was just tired because I had a lot of work to do these days.”

“Are there not enough workers? If anything, I’ll lend you the knights.”

“It is not that there is a shortage of workers. It may be a bit presumptuous to say this, but it’s something that only I can do.”

Although it is said that priests belonging to the diocese are responsible for the most minor tasks, Haeju’s job is under the pretense of treating the emperor. The curse had penetrated so deeply that it affected not only the body but also the emperor’s mind.

Depression tax.

Although he often seemed like a normal person, there were times when the emperor shed tears over trivial things.

The good news is that the emperor himself is aware of this fact. So, the current situation is that we only meet very few, loud-mouthed people.

“You too are going through a lot of hardships.”

Malleus, who did not know the details of the situation, simply looked at Deviale with sad eyes.

“Can I give you some advice?”

but,

I learned the general situation through the ‘revelation’ I received a while ago.

“…Yes. This is a situation that doesn’t care about anything.”

After confirming Deviale’s permission, Malleus slowly began to open his mouth.

“The Emperor of Lien likes to tell light jokes.”

“A joke…?”

“Okay. Just like I did a little while ago, I mean a light tap.”

Malleus said, appropriately adapting the contents of the ‘revelation’ he had heard a moment ago. Since the ‘right God’ does not want to reveal himself, he had to presumptuously act as God’s representative.

“So… it would be better to approach work with more peace of mind. If you lose your composure and your perspective narrows, things won’t work out.”

“Ah… I understand.”

Devialet opened his eyes wide and nodded. At that time, he was experiencing difficulties in dealing with the emperor, and Malleus’ advice was truly timely.

“By the way, can we talk about business?”

“Anytime is okay.”

Devialet nodded with a lighter heart. Malleus checked him and took out a stiff piece of paper from his arms.

“I was on my way from seeing Sir Hugo yesterday. When I talked to him, he said he was going on vacation to a southern resort.”

It was yesterday, but it was still vivid.

Instead of wearing the usual armor, Hugo was wearing a tuxedo and a trunk bag hanging on both hands. Next to him, Lady Eldrina was dressed up to the nines… Malleus wondered what was going on.

“Next expedition. Wasn’t it definitely a month later? I heard that the imperial palace is in a lot of disarray. Zad and Azak are also dead, so we’ll have to recruit new guards. In these turbulent times, Sir Hugo is taking a vacation?”

“Um…”

“And I heard that your contribution there is very great. How on earth did this happen?”

This time it was Malleus’ turn. However, rather than being harsh when speaking to Devialet, he seemed to be asking for a detailed explanation.

Devialet leaned back and opened his mouth.

“…Sir Hugo looked very tired. He was also getting older, and it seemed like things would go wrong if he went on expeditions without rest like he used to. That’s why I recommended you take a vacation.”

Devialet calmly explained his principles of action.

It’s not something that’s particularly wrong, and it’s something that will benefit humanity in the long run, so it’s not that difficult to explain.

However, not everything was told.

‘Didn’t Sir Hugo say anything about the warrior?’

It was Siron who actively advocated for Hugo’s vacation and it was Siron who suggested killing the power of the powerful people in the empire, but there was no word about Siron from Malleus’s mouth. So Devialet decided not to talk about poetry.

“…Is that really all?”

“Do you have the answer you want?”

“No.”

Malleus crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes.

‘That’s strange…’

[In the next expedition, Sir Hugo will die and his place will be filled by a girl named Cyriel Prien. Therefore, Lord Malleus should also stay in Lien instead of returning to Lucerne.]

The Lord clearly said that Sir Hugo would be killed in this expedition.

‘I don’t think the cardinal lied. ‘I’m not that type of person.’

There was doubt in Malleus’s eyes as he stared at the cardinal, but he immediately blinked away the emotions in his eyes.

Since the ‘right God’ said that he is not omnipotent, he just thinks that the gospel has gone astray. Malleus stood up from his seat. It was very late. Since there was a rule to go to bed early and wake up early, Malleus wanted to go to bed quickly.

“Now that I think about it.”

[What happened to Siron Prien?]

However, the word of the Lord comes before regulations. Malleus decided to finish the story.

“What happened to Siron Prien?”

“…Yes?”

“Well… I heard that that child made a contribution that cannot be ignored in solving this incident, but I can’t even see where he went.”

“…”

“You didn’t talk about it either, so I brought it up on purpose.”

Malleus glanced at Devialet.

“If you hung out with him until recently, wouldn’t you know his whereabouts?”

“…He said he was going on a pilgrimage.”

“Pilgrimage? So does this mean you are in Braham?”

“Yes.”

“Hehe…”

Malleus smiled at Devialet, who answered calmly.

Devialet, who found him strange, raised his eyebrows.

“Is there any problem?”

“No. I just think that young people are going through unnecessary trouble.”

“…Unnecessary?”

What does this mean again? Devialet looked at Malleus with wide eyes. To say that pilgrimage to holy places is unnecessary was something I could not possibly think of as a member of a church who worships the ‘right God.’

As a believer who knows the true identity of the warrior, and as the Cardinal of Lucerne, this means that I cannot pass over it carelessly.

“I’m not saying that pilgrimage is unnecessary.”

Malleus, conscious of his slightly fierce gaze, waved his hand at the enthusiastic cardinal.

“That’s what I mean. Aren’t the residents of Braham a little uncomfortable? I don’t think it’s rude to stare at others. I also secretly look down at the people of Lucerne.”

“…There is a tendency like that.”

Devialet sympathized with Malleus’ words. Because he too has been to Braham before, he knows what kind of place it is.

The people of Braham look down on believers from outside.

Although they worshiped the same righteous god, they were the people of Braham who were imbued with a trivial sense of superiority, thinking, ‘We are more loved by God.’

However, that is not a completely groundless story.

The people of Braham all possessed divine power that could be seen with the naked eye. Since even a newborn baby can use the divine power that is universally revealed only when a certain level of enlightenment is achieved, I think it is no wonder that the nose naturally becomes higher.

However, even with such power, Braham’s leadership is not contributing to the Macal expedition. Therefore, Lucerne and Braham cannot get along well even though they worship the same god.

Malleus continued speaking.

“I said this because I know the pain you will experience in areas that have nothing to do with the pilgrimage. It’s a place so far away from us.”

“…That’s right.”

Devialet recalled the residents of Braham whom he had seen on a pilgrimage when he was young.

Light emanating from a newborn baby’s hand.

It was clearly an unnatural phenomenon.