episode_0067

Raise your arms and check your clothes.

Pure white clothes that look noble.

It’s similar to the clothes often worn by cult leaders on the Internet.

“This should be enough.”

Making people have faith is not as easy as it sounds.

No matter how desperate one may be, it is not common to turn to religion.

But if someone gives you a little push from the side, it’s a different story.

The first thing I have to do in this fight is to lead people to the path of the priesthood.

This is the only way to turn the unfavorable situation around.

The problem with soldiers is that they are not trained even if they are drafted now.

Untrained forces will only increase the number of undead.

But the case of priests is different.

The priest’s fighting power is his faith.

The deeper your faith, the stronger it becomes.

That means that your fighting power will increase dramatically depending on how you set your mind to it.

There are times when a person’s will can become incredibly strong just from a slight trigger.

This tendency is especially pronounced when one’s circumstances are poor.

When things are bad, it’s human nature to want to grab onto even a shred of hope.

The Suin tribe may look a little different from humans in appearance, but their essence is not much different.

What I have to do today is to spread my faith like a cult leader.

Although Rene Shin is an official religion, I don’t really believe in God or know the doctrines in detail, so I’m no different from a cult leader.

“People are waiting··· But is it really okay?”

Munchie looking at me with a worried expression.

From his perspective, there was a slight fear that he might be deceiving God.

Eventually, he was convinced and helped me.

“Please leave it to me.”

I’ve already finished preparing everything I can think of.

The rest can be dealt with somehow by improvising.

It’s not just swordsmanship that has improved since coming to this world.

He climbs up to the platform in the center of the square with the most dignified and majestic movements possible.

As soon as I got up on stage, so many eyes were on me that my face started to feel hot.

This is more burdensome than I thought.

Let’s eat as comfortably as possible.

Anyway, I’m not here to talk about some grand philosophy or anything.

You’re a beggar who came here to scam people with nonsense you don’t mean.

Logic isn’t important to scammers.

It’s just a skill that shakes the heart.

“Hello, everyone. My name is Eugene, known as a warrior in the world.”

My voice echoed throughout the square, clear enough for everyone present to hear thanks to the magic I had prepared in advance.

The appearances of the people reflected in the field of vision were varied.

People who are curious, people who look at you with a puzzled expression, people who just look at you with empty eyes.

The only thing they have in common is that they all look like they are suffering from a harsh reality.

Okay… Now let’s start the real scam.

“I can’t contain my anger at this situation right now.”

He speaks in a calm yet hushed voice and pretends to look around slowly.

Anger. The emotion most people are likely to feel in this crappy situation.

They all started looking at me with concentration as I spoke the feelings in their hearts.

“It is against the divine law that a corpse that should be dead is resurrected and attacks you.”

“Right!”

“That’s right!”

The wind catchers that were planted in advance respond here and there.

The people around them also start to buzz at their active appearance and the atmosphere gradually starts to heat up.

Wind catchers are a proven tool that has been used to great effect by not only con artists but also dictators.

As if to prove it, the gloomy atmosphere in the square was slowly heating up with anger.

“Last night, the goddess of the moon, Rene, who rules over death, appeared in my dream as a warrior and said this:”

A blatant lie without even a shred of truth mixed in.

Normally, this would have been dismissed as nonsense and ignored, but the crowd that had slowly begun to gather was watching with bated breath to hear what I would say next.

A dazzling signboard that says warrior.

What a crappy reality.

Crowd psychology caused by wind catchers.

As numerous factors came into play, people’s eyes were filled with strong curiosity.

It is not for nothing that even intelligent intellectuals often fall for pseudo-science.

“He told me to help the people of Carrion who were suffering because of the undead, and to save you, who were like his children, from the absurdity that went against the world’s laws.”

Before we knew it, the crowd’s gaze was slowly changing.

As they looked at me with eyes full of emotion, hope began to bloom more and more.

Some people were so moved that they cried.

“As expected, it’s Rene··· ”

“Rene will save us.”

“Please look down on us.”

As far as I know, the majority of Carrion’s population is non-religious, but I guess people tend to seek out gods in times of crisis.

“I will help you as René wishes. However, the current battle is in a dire situation where victory cannot be guaranteed.”

Munch’s expression distorted at my honest words.

I guess they were worried that the crowd would panic.

But sometimes it’s helpful to face reality like this.

The darker the reality, the more desperate it becomes.

“But! If you help us, Lord Rene will never give up on you! If you become a priest who serves Lord Rene and take the lead in defeating the enemies, no enemy will be able to defeat us!”

He speaks as passionately as possible to resonate with the crowd.

There was no need for any more windbreaks.

The eyes of the people gathered here were burning hot.

“Right!”

“Let’s go to the temple right now and show our power to our enemies!”

“Rene is looking down on us!”

“Glory to Rene!”

The name of the goddess echoes throughout the square.

It was a moment when a huge number of believers were born in an instant.

“Everyone, head to the temple right now! Lord Rene needs you! And be saved!”

He gathered all his acting skills and shouted at the top of his lungs.

As he gestured toward the temple, the people in the square began to move toward the temple as if they were one body.

“Let’s defeat the undead that oppose Rene!”

“Let’s all go to the temple!”

“Let’s show our faith to our enemies!”

I step down from the stage, watching the crowd drain away like an ebb tide.

The plan was more successful than expected.

“I don’t particularly believe in God, but I don’t think this level of divine punishment would come down.”

Even though the method was no different from that of a cult leader, it was necessary for the people here.

I don’t really have my own religion to satisfy my own selfish desires, so I think Rene will forgive me. Probably.

If you think about it, you should be grateful to me since I was the one who did the legwork for the priests.

“This will make the battles from now on a lot easier.”

Even low-level divine magic is effective against the undead.

Even if you just sprinkle holy water, it can have a greater effect than if you sprinkle hydrochloric acid on an ordinary person.

Moreover, considering that priests with deep faith are influenced by God and are not easy to revive, this would be the best strategy.

Except that the method isn’t all that straightforward.

“It’s more than I thought.”

Munch’s expression was full of awe.

To those who are not yet familiar with the concept of a cult, this type of evangelism would certainly be outrageous.

“Thanks to you for believing in me and helping me. If it weren’t for that, rocks would have been flying at me by now.”

“No matter how thoroughly you prepare, putting it into practice is another story. If I were there, I would have seriously considered converting to religion.”

Was it that powerful?

Certainly, mob mentality is scary.

I too have bought cheap products at high prices in the past.

“I’ll leave the rest up to your skill, Commander. You’re probably a much better expert on strategy and tactics than I am.”

“Just leave it to me. Thanks to you, the morale of the soldiers has soared and we have more power to use, so I will take responsibility and lead this war to victory!”

“Then I’ll rest, so if there’s a fight, call me.”

Munch left, saying he had come up with a good plan.

Now I’ve done everything I can do.

The rest is just taking the lead in actual combat and destroying the enemies.

Even Richie would be quite flustered if he were to suddenly get baptized with Holy Water.

Should we just sit back and wait for the enemies to invade?

As soon as I took off my pure white clothes, Karin came over and handed me the clothes I was wearing.

“Thank you for your hard work. As expected, you are the master.”

“It’s about this much. But it’s my first time doing it, so I’m a little tired.”

“Then··· would you like to go to your room and rest for a bit?”

Karin came closer with a soft smile.

A sweet scent that reminds you of motherly love.

The smooth yet pleasant sensation of the breasts being rubbed stimulates sexual desire.

“I think you definitely need a break. A really good break.”

Other people may seem a little busy, but they’ll fight hard later.

The way to fight well in real combat is to get enough rest.

In response to my positive answer, Karin whispered in my ear with a kind yet alluring face.

“I will make you feel very happy so that you can work hard.”

“I’m already looking forward to it.”

I walk to my assigned lodgings, enjoying her smooth skin.

It might be a good thing that Carrion rented out the entire inn.

“Please look forward to it.”

My steps quicken as I hear a sweet voice tickling my ears.