episode_0194
by fnovelpiaFor the first time since the judge, the flawless Sigrid, became the judge, a not guilty verdict was reached.
Ordo, the god of order, has passed judgment.
The slave messenger is not a criminal.
He chastised the believers for accusing an innocent person of being a criminal.
If the verdict has been reached, the suspect should be released and an apology should be sought. However, people are still in shock.
The previous Pope Anthony as well.
Even Myra, who was blaming herself for her own judgment.
Elise, who dreamed of freedom.
Everyone was speechless, unable to accept the verdict.
Why?
It was the first question that came to my mind.
It is a well-known fact in the world that slave messengers are evil people. This is almost like the truth.
If there is no smoke coming out of the chimney, then how many bad things must he have done to be given the nickname of ‘God of Death’?
If there is a result, there must be a reason… .
It was they, and no one else, who denied reality.
“Oh, ugh… .”
A crying sound was heard.
Sigrid shed tears like chicken poop as if she was sad.
The poker face that was created was destroyed a long time ago.
When a little girl cries, sympathy arises where there was none, but Karami bursts out laughing out loud.
‘Isn’t that guy a fucking psychopath?’
You can’t apologize, but you can’t make a person a sinner?
Have you achieved anything?
Project to create 100 sinners?
It seems sad that I couldn’t add the slave messenger to my collection. Should I become a sinner to feel sorry for this?
Of course, that thought never crossed my mind.
A lonely and leisurely Karami dug into the chaotic gap.
“What are you doing? Please find me not guilty quickly.”
“This, this can’t be happening… Something is wrong!”
“That’s wrong. Are you doubting me now?”
“That, that’s… .”
The fact that the citizens of the Holy Land, who had been holding trials by borrowing the power of God, are denying the results of the trials is in line with doubting their own God.
Of course, the truth is that God did not deny reality or make a wrong judgment.
Because Gyakarami never enjoyed killing slaves, nor did he ever defile their souls.
Although the slave trade may be classified as an evil act from a macro perspective, the true nature of its intentions is known only to the Karami and the freed slaves.
Realizing that she was loved by her family, she was freed from the curse of suffering, freed from misery, and regained the spring that would never come again.
What the slaves received was salvation in the name of liberation.
Goodness cannot be valued.
Picking up fallen trash is a good deed, and saving someone from a fire is an equally good deed. Whether you donate 100,000 won or 100 million won.
Both deserve praise.
Yet people unconsciously weigh the pros and cons of good deeds.
Twisting fate and leading others to the path of salvation was truly a feat comparable to that of a god, and the path Karami had walked was superior to Sigrid’s created good deeds.
Sigrid gave her verdict, sniffling.
“Ugh… Verdict. The accused slave killer Karami is found not guilty.”
***
“The weather is really nice.”
Karami made a shadow with his hand and looked up at the sky.
The sky seems brighter today.
As if God were blessing me for washing away my resentment.
Even though the official verdict of not guilty has been handed down, those who still cannot accept it pass by and glance at Karami. Antonius approaches him with his face hidden by a hood.
“I’ve never seen such a weird guy like you in my life. What the hell are you doing? Did you bribe God?”
“That was a steal.”
“This crazy guy.”
Karami returned to the inn.
At night, Elise came to visit.
He seemed to be running in a hurry, as if he was very worried about him.
“Master, are you okay?”
“What’s wrong with that? If someone like me were to be punished, the world would be turned upside down. But where was Elise when I was tried?”
Where have you been?
I was watching from above.
Karami disappeared like the dew on the execution ground, and was busy thinking about what to do next. He didn’t even consider the possibility of being found not guilty.
“I can’t move rashly because I’m being held captive by the Cardinal… I’m sorry. I should have protected the Master.”
But there are things that should not be told the truth.
Elise clearly expressed her apology.
“It’s okay. It’s true that I signed a slave contract, so even if Elise came, it wouldn’t have made much of a difference. If her identity was discovered, the situation would have only gotten worse. As long as Elise didn’t report me, that’s fine.”
“No way. How could I do that when my life is in the hands of the Master?”
Karami smiled faintly.
It seems like it passed safely.
Elise sighed inwardly.
“But Master. You really didn’t do anything bad?”
“Haven’t I told you several times? Have you ever been suspicious of me, your master?”
“Of course. Of course I trusted the Master. I just got curious after watching the trial.”
It was a lie told without even licking the lips.
Karami is the enemy of humanity.
Even if God doubted, Elise never doubted that much.
I felt a little bit of kinship with him.
That he was not the only one who had fallen.
Even though he was covered in blood and couldn’t even hear the voice of God, he secretly felt relieved that even a guy like that was eating well and living well.
“The outcome of the trial will be my answer.”
But it wasn’t.
It was only he who was defiled.
An indescribable sense of betrayal washed over me.
“Elise? You don’t look so good.”
“… It’s nothing. I’m just tired from being so tense around the Cardinal.”
Elise, who always talks nonsense.
But Karami noticed that the situation was different than usual.
“You are my slave, and I am your master. You must not hide anything from me. Tell me everything, whether it is your worries or the color of your panties today.”
“… … .”
Elise looks at him with cold eyes.
“Don’t get me wrong. I’m not really curious, I just wanted to tell you not to hide it.”
“Aren’t you really curious?”
“… A little bit?”
Elise sighs.
Then, he soon stared into Chakarami’s eyes, which had a serious look in them.
“Master, do you think human nature is good or evil?”
“Suddenly philosophy?”
“You are a sage acknowledged by God. I would like to hear your opinion.”
“Hmm. Well, I’m not sure. I’d like to argue for the theory of pre-existence, but I’m not the only one in the world. It’s hard to answer.”
“Oh, yeah… .”
It was a completely useless answer.
Elise changed the question.
“Do you think the Master is good at hypocrisy?”
“Corn soup is more like soup than corn.”
“But they act nice in front, but behind their backs, they’re plotting strange schemes. So I don’t think they’re good.”
“Then do you think hypocrisy is good?”
“Well? Wouldn’t that be the case?”
“No one will notice anyway.”
Karami lets out a sigh and grumbles.
Elise tilted her head.
In the end, neither of these answers were very helpful. I didn’t really have any expectations.
“Still, it feels good to do good deeds.”
“What good deeds have you done?”
“He freed countless slaves.”
What on earth is liberation?
I’m not sure, but I don’t think it’s a literal translation.
There must be something more than that.
“That liberation thing. Can I do it too?”
“Um… .”
Karami thought for a moment.
“No?”
He answered with a refreshing expression.
As if Elise, you are not worthy of it.
Elise felt strangely angry at him.
He asked in an aggressive tone.
“Why?”
“Elise knows better than anyone that she is not qualified.”
A fact that even Elise acknowledges.
The defiled Elise is unworthy.
Karami pointed that out.
“That won’t work.”
Elise couldn’t open her mouth at the confirmation kill.
***
It wasn’t just Elise who was confused. A strange atmosphere began to flow throughout the entire kingdom.
“How can you say that the slave messenger is innocent? That he is better than Sigrid? I still can’t accept it.”
“What are you going to do if you don’t accept it? The Lord said so. Are you doubting the Lord?”
“There’s been something strange lately, right? Even His Majesty has left.”
“Then die.”
The god of order siding with the slave messenger was, in the eyes of the believers, the same as God joining hands with the devil.
Is it okay to believe in God like this?
The number of believers who doubted God began to increase one by one.
The greatest driving force in building a holy nation is faith.
Cracks began to appear in that faith.
This was a blessing for Marsenus, who was preparing a new order.
“It wasn’t what I expected, but thanks to the slave messenger, things are going in our favor. Thanks to you.”
“… … .”
“You look a bit uneasy. Is it because you couldn’t get rid of the slave messenger? It’s definitely a variable, but you don’t have to worry too much. I fully understand your sincerity.”
The trial was held to gain public support, so if you really want to kill Karami, you don’t have to follow the procedure.
If you establish a new order and at the same time remove Karami, you will gain the full support of the believers. The sacrifice of the cow for the greater good. I am grateful that Karami has taken upon himself the role of the cow.
“Is that okay?”
“What do you mean?”
“I still don’t understand, but the slave messenger is a good person acknowledged by God. Isn’t it an evil act to kill him? No, what is good and what is evil? I don’t understand anything.”
Is the reason why Karami, who massacred slaves, is considered a good person because he liberated them from this chaotic world?
However, he is a person who cannot even say that he is worthy of being freed from slavery.
So then what on earth should I do?
I wish someone could tell me which way to go.
“Cardinal Marsenus. Didn’t you say that if you become a saint, you can hear the voice of God?”
“That’s right. You will be praised as a pioneer who carries God on his back and establishes order in the world.”
“I see.”
I want to hear the voice of God.
I need someone to give me answers in this confusion.
What is the line?
What is evil?
What kind of being am I?
“You said you were curious about my identity.”
Fortunately, Elise was given a chance.
A chance to hear the voice of God.
Blood swirled around Elise.
A pair of black wings sprouted from Elise’s tail dance.
Marsenus’ eyes flashed open.
“You…?!”
“The saint you’ve been wanting to create. A being of perfect balance. That’s me.”
Marsenus slowly took stock of the situation.
“Are you a survivor of the past laboratory explosion?”
“That’s right. I don’t remember exactly, but when I came to, I was the only one standing there. I guess I couldn’t accept the external force and went berserk.”
Elise calmly revealed her identity.
Blood that has been spilled cannot be washed away.
The red stain has sunk deep into my soul, and the scent of blood tickles my nostrils with every breath.
If that’s the case, then all that’s left is for others to do the same. If you dye the Holy Land in blood, you won’t have to suffer alone.
Because if everyone gets their blood on their hands, it’ll be easier to find the answer.
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