episode_0062

062 – Rust Burns Palcea # 1

Sze-.

As soon as the trial started, I stood up and spoke.

“Judge Honduras, I object!!!”

“… … .”

Honduras.

He was a bald, strict-looking man.

His lips were thick and his face was full of scars and burns, making him look more like a battlefield madman than a priest.

When he looked at me, I flinched for a moment.

Interrogators.

I always feel strange when I stand in front of them.

They say that some people get nervous when the police pass by them even if they haven’t committed a crime, and I thought maybe I might be that type of person.

“Black-haired Midvar, are you that bronze priest, Hyde?”

There is someone who knows about me.

Have I become famous?

Soon the surroundings were in commotion.

“Is that guy Hyde?”

“The Midbarians really wear bronze crosses around their necks.”

“Hey, that’s really interesting. Midvarine became a priest.”

Midbarin.

It’s been a long time since I heard that story.

For reference, the Midbar people are wild people who live in the wilderness. They were a unique race of people with black hair and black eyes, and they were humans with similar characteristics to the gypsies of the Earth.

They practice strange magic and worship gods of curses and idols, right?

anyway.

These people of Palcea seemed to see me as such a Midvarian.

Falcea was a more racist place than I thought.

“Hyde, priest of Agarpe, what do you want to talk about?”

Interrogator Honduras looked at me.

Looking into his snake-like eyes, I also spoke without giving up.

“Many people are anxious because the Dark Knights are here. Respected Inquisitor, I demand their resignation.”

Sze-.

What I was looking at were soldiers and knights wearing black cloaks.

Their eyes quickly turn to me.

It’s as if he wants to say “what you bastard?”.

I added a few words as if to drive a wedge.

“Interrogator, you probably know something about this strange book that was floating around last night, right? The innocent citizens of Palcea are demanding an explanation for the matters written here.”

“Is it because of that paper that the city of Veneto was noisy after a long time? Bring it here.”

Sze-.

I submitted “NTR” as evidence.

The Honduran interrogator’s expression changed as he read it, and tendons protruded on his forehead or veins appeared in his eyes.

“Something like this is wandering around the city of Veneto?”

“Yes. I heard that it was the 6th knight, Sir Roland, who indicted the defendants this time. I would like to question Sir Roland’s qualifications. Does he have the right to condemn sinners in the first place?”

“Do you wish to challenge the authority of Roland the Sixth Knight, Pope Gregory, who appointed him, and Elohim, who appointed him? Hyde. You’d better be careful what you say in front of the interrogator.”

“How could I doubt the authority of Gregory and Elohim? However, I just want to talk about what Roland is as a person. For your information, I think this trial itself is invalid!!!!”

That was when I shouted loudly.

Interrogator Honduras, who had been listening to the story for a while, burst into laughter.

“I heard about you. He annulled the trial of Oscar Archibald and embarrassed Archbishop Coramdeo. At the Grande Convent, they even chased away ghosts.”

My story reached the interrogator’s ears?

It felt somewhat ominous.

Soon, interrogator Honduras slammed his fist on the table in front of him! I hit it.

Damn it.

The sight of the wooden table being shattered was brutal.

“It would be a mistake to think that that old-fashioned tongue would work here as well. order! Drive that man out!”

Honduras.

It seemed like he was trying to exclude me from this trial.

As expected, he is a man with brilliant thoughts and a brilliant head.

“Prince of Honduras, if you kick me out, will you be able to handle what happens next? I am speaking to you not as an individual, but as the will of Elohim! Do not judge innocent sinners!”

I think Lucy, gagged and shaking, was innocent.

When the witch trials began, the number of people acquitted was extremely close to zero, so if the trial continues like this, Lucy will not be able to avoid the death penalty.

How can you be a priest if you have to watch innocent people die?

Even if it means releasing 100 evildoers, isn’t it the basis of proper justice to let one innocent good person go free?

“Shut up and come here!”

“이 개새끼! How dare you condemn us?”

The black knights grabbed my wrists.

Should I be dragged along helplessly like this?

no.

“Walpurgis! There must be an ulterior motive in rushing the witch trials to bring out the Walpurgis witches! Actually, there are probably a few witches among this crowd!”

The probability that the Palcean witch trials would proceed safely until the end was close to zero.

Why?

This was because the witches of Walpurgis were in this region of Palcea.

Anemones of the Grande Convent.

And Ishtar, who Rust kicked out yesterday.

There are already two.

Witches are like cockroaches; if there are two of them, there can be ten or there can be a hundred.

Perhaps the trial of Lucy and Anemone is a trap to lure out the witches.

Heretics had a unique sense of belonging to their group, whether in the 21st century or in this world, and the Witches’ Council had a particularly strong sense of belonging.

They will definitely interfere with the trial, disrupt it, kidnap Lucy and the nuns, and try to brainwash them.

In the process, Nicholas and the Dark Knights are probably planning to capture them and gain merit.

“너─, 이 개새끼! who is this! Who told you! What the fuck! Who leaked the plan to that guy!?”

Nicholas.

The man who had kept his mouth shut and had a sullen expression on his face all day was embarrassed and growled at his surroundings.

That guy misunderstood something, but I didn’t specifically hear this from anyone.

The Black Knights’ operations are always reckless and involve sacrifice.

“If the trial continues like this, witches may intervene and cause numerous casualties! Inquisitor Honduras, are you planning to drive these countless civilians to their deaths?”

Honduras.

He remained silent on my story.

And he frowned, clearly looking very tired and embarrassed.

“So, what do you want to say to me? Are you trying to turn this trial into something that never happened?”

“No, you don’t need to do that. Instead, leave the trial itself to me. Then I will strike down all the witches and sinners of Walpurgis.”

“You’re talking nonsense. Just leave the witch trials to the bronze priest?”

“Honduras, I warned you clearly. If the Blood Crusade led by Rust mixes with this crowd and goes on a rampage and ruins everything, I am not responsible.”

“… Blood Crusade?”

It was time for Honduras to frown.

Someone shouted from the crowd.

“하이드, 저 개새끼를 잡아! Let’s make a sacrifice for Rust!”

“Fuck this! Just like Rust said, Hyde noticed our existence!”

“That guy will be our biggest enemy! We have to catch and kill him before that happens!!!”

# # #

‘What the hell happened-.’

Psyche.

She was looking at her husband, Hyde, with anxious yet trusting eyes.

If it were Hyde, he would do something about this strange trial.

I was thinking something like that.

Suddenly, strange people jumped out from the crowd.

They were a group of people with red crosses painted on their faces or wearing crudely made masks.

“Catch Hyde!”

“If you catch that man, you can receive a ‘baptism’ from Rust!”

Their number is approximately 30 people.

What they were targeting was Psyche’s husband, Hyde.

“Hyde!”

Psyche tried to run towards her husband.

Her husband, Hyde, was a man who was good at many things, but when it came to violence, he was so helpless that he could not even protect himself.

“Don’t push!”

“What’s going on!”

However, thanks to the panic caused by the crowd of people, Psyche was stuck in the crowd and was unable to get lost.

“Lucy! Are you okay?”

Psyche pushed away the people and was barely able to save Lucy.

Lucy spoke, the gag soon removed from her mouth.

“I’m fine! It’s so crowded! The mainland is like this every day!? I’m so excited! But where did Hyde go? Hyde!”

“Hyde─.”

At that time, Psyche saw Hyde hurriedly running away through the crowd of people.

I tried to approach him, but a man soon stopped me.

“I am Hans, Rust’s chief baptist!”

It was a man who wielded a sword mercilessly.

Psyche, who did not bring a sword, had no choice but to step back for a moment.

“Lord Galatea! I am Hans, the second baptist of the great Rust! I’m here to save you! Here, I will give you a sword!”

“Aaagh! I feel Rust with me! He is here!”

Truly a riot.

Honduras, who was watching this situation from a high platform, picked up the mace at his waist and shouted.

“Dark Knights! Defeat the heretics!”

“Fuck! Pull out your sword!”

Knights and soldiers wearing black cloaks.

They tried to resolve this situation somehow.

“Ugh, fuck! I am an ordinary citizen! 이 개새끼야!”

“The Dark Knights are killing ordinary people!”

“Kill all these bastards!”

However, the anger and dissatisfaction towards the black cloaked criminals was at its peak, and this incident caused it to explode.

“I don’t know what’s going on, but sisters! Now! Save the women!”

“Walpurgis of Palcea inflicts the divine punishment of the goddess!”

Women also appeared with swords, clubs, and spears drawn.

It was truly a melee.

“Haha! This is going to be fun! What the fuck! I am free! No one can stop me! Hahaha!”

“Ugh, fuck! What is this whirlpool mask guy? Where did it come from?”

“I am Ras, the Great Sin Throne! And I will crush to death all those who stand in my way! Nicholas! Where are you? A bastard who discriminates against people! I’ll make you a eunuch!”

As people screaming here and there and the smell of blood became thicker, Psyche felt like she was going to cry.

“Stop… .”

People were killing each other, complaining and shouting.

Countless people were heading straight to hell.

Psyche was so heartbroken as she looked at this scene that she could not bear it.

“… Everyone stop fighting!”

cried Psyche.

But her voice couldn’t make even the slightest noise amidst the clamor of people.

Wow-.

Psyche clenched her fist.

Although her heart seemed broken, Psyche thought of her husband, Hyde.

‘Hyde would never have given up no matter what.’

after-.

This was when Psyche, who had taken a breath again, shouted loudly, “Everyone stop─!!!!!!!!!!”.

one two-.

People started to stop acting.

It happened from far away.

The people who were pointing their swords at each other and the people who were only screaming and destroying in anger stopped their actions one by one.

As if we had made a promise.

Psyche felt hope when she saw that.

‘Did my earnest heart reach people? !? Hyde, thanks to you I was able to gain strength!’

But─.

Psyche quickly realized that her thoughts were wrong.

When people stopped moving and opened the path, a man wearing a red robe and a strange mask was walking down the path.

He was like the soot that naturally appeared in sunny weather.

It was ominous, like an undertaker who showed up uninvited on a wedding day.

There were many criminals wearing red cross masks, but that man was special.

Just as there is a difference between a tiger-patterned cat and a tiger -.

The feeling, power, and intimidation were different.

Lass with the whirlpool mask was beating down several black knights and soldiers.

She shouted with joy.

“That guy is real─.”

“Lust, this top confidant, Hans, will be the chair for you! Please sit on my body!”

Sze-.

Old soldier Hans fell to the floor like a chair with his arms outstretched.

The man called Rust sat on his back without any hesitation.

The appearance was extremely blasphemous and profane, but on the other hand, it looked like a monarch sitting on a throne and even exuded a sense of sacredness.

Soon there were one or two people shedding tears.

“Lust, Galatea, the first baptist, is your servant.”

“This is my first time seeing the real thing. That look is like… .”

Sze-.

Rust lifted his index finger and placed it in front of the mask.

When the surroundings suddenly became quiet, the man who hid everything behind a mask finally opened his mouth.

“─I, Rust, will sentence. Defendant: 140,000 plus 4,666 residents of Palcea region. guiltiness! The verdict is life imprisonment. From now until the moment you die, you will be trapped in the hellish world of Saba. And have sex.”

It was a strange ruling.

Soon Hans the Chair shouted.

“Of course! The reason we are alive in this world is because Rust punished us! We are imprisoned for life in a prison called the body! okay! That’s why you shouldn’t recklessly commit suicide! Because we must endure Rust’s punishment until the end! As the chief baptist, I can know!”

“… Well, that was it! The reason we couldn’t commit suicide was because we would have to take all of Rust’s punishment!”

“The reason my life was difficult was because I was already receiving punishment!”

“Are you saying that my wife’s affair with the black knights and running away was punishment given to me by Master Rust?”

The cries of madmen.

At that time, a woman with a shaved head came out.

She was the witch Katarina and a member of the Walpurgis Council.

A villainess known around here as Katarina the Heartbreaker.

“Are you Rust? In Palcea, which we had been occupying with great effort─.”

She couldn’t even finish her sentence.

This was because the woman in the whirlpool mask jumped from the air and stepped on Katarina’s head, exploding it.

Kwaaang-!

“Aaaagh!!!! How dare Rust talk, but a boring bitch interrupts!”

blow.

It was a death as hot as boiling magma.

Seeing this, interrogator Honduras was greatly embarrassed.

‘I thought it would be good if heretics fought and killed each other. That Katharina of Walpurgis wasn’t even a match? Katarina was a human butcher who killed several silver knights! ‘What on earth are they?’

Honduras thought they had to flee.

In fact, it seems that most of the Black Knights who are supposed to keep the security have run away.

Knight Nicholas was nowhere to be seen.

‘You bastards of criminals. How tired I have been trying to clear up the crimes and accidents you have committed! Do you run away at times like this? ‘You bastards!’

Honduras.

It was time for him to think of a way out of this situation.

“You guys! How rude and wicked! Everyone stop this madness!”

someone shouted.

When I turned my head, I saw Psyche, a beautiful woman, holding the poor defendant, Lucy, in her arms and getting angry.

Rust, a devilish villain, tilts his head as he looks at this.

He said.

“Bring that girl to me.”