episode_0079

As a Delta person, it was a long time since I had a good night’s sleep.

After all, isn’t there a better way to get a good night’s sleep than pushing your body to its limits?

The Delta person woke up only after lunch, washed with cold water, woke up his dazed mind, and finished his meal.

Then I received the newspaper from Gerhart and opened it on the terrace.

『Hope was cast in a system that had become chaotic due to the imperial family’s access control order. The introduction of new defense technology by none other than the Count of Hebron. The imperial family asserted that this technology would defend the system using physical means different from the ‘Saint Hall’, and expressed the prospect that this technology would be able to prevent incidents like the past invasions of demons. Accordingly, expectations are rising among the islanders that the lifting of access restrictions will not be far away.

The technology demonstration ceremony will be held in the square in the center of the island, and His Majesty the Emperor and the seven magic tower owners have all expressed their intention to attend the demonstration ceremony. Meanwhile… .』

The gist of the article, which continued every word, was one.

A new weapon has been developed, and there will be a demonstration ceremony for it.

Deltan let out a laugh.

“Anyway, it’s really fast.”

“Um, is this the official newspaper?”

“An article published by the imperial family. It’s about driving public opinion.”

“The access control must have been very serious.”

“Not bad. Because the distribution of materials is all blocked.”

Two weeks have passed since access was restricted.

This time, even those who lead armed groups are prevented from leaving the system.

As such, prices began to slowly rise abnormally, and the imperial family was suppressing it by releasing the national treasury.

There was nothing I could do.

‘Because it’s the highest ranking devil.’

What’s out there is the devil of the highest order.

No matter how much a Lord-level knight goes, he is the highest-ranking devil whose life is in danger if he lets his guard down.

‘furthermore… .’

There was a problem that could only be solved through access control.

It wasn’t something to think about right away.

This is something you can focus on only on the day of the demonstration ceremony.

Deltan flipped through the newspaper again.

There was nothing special.

This is the end of a private story about how the magic tower owners gathered in the islands are influencing the prices by purchasing all the magic herbs, or that necromancers in unusual attire are enjoying a vacation on the islands.

Deltan closed the newspaper and took a sip of coffee.

Then Agnes asked.

“What are you doing today?”

“I’m going to rest.”

“Why?”

“Because I overdid it. I need to re-regulate my condition for about a day today.”

Deltan raised his head and looked at the sky.

It was clear.

The sun wasn’t strong and the wind was quite cool, so it was the best weather to just sit around.

Meanwhile, the interface came to mind.

Deltan furrowed his brows.

‘Don’t urge me.’

I didn’t like it.

When I was blank like this, the interface that came to mind somehow felt like a prompt from the hall, so I just chose no.

Deltan clicked his tongue and put down his coffee.

And then he stood up.

“Hey.”

“Ho.”

“… .”

“Why?”

Agnes smiled.

Deltan looked at her with a frown and then spoke.

“Let’s take a break and take a look at your body.”

“That’s not rest.”

“For me, it’s a rest.”

“You mean being with me means resting?”

“You haven’t been disciplined lately, have you?”

Exactly!

When I snapped my fingers, Mana moved.

Agnes was speechless.

“Yes, it is better for you to keep your mouth shut.”

As the Deltan sneered, Agnes’ lips pouted.

He tried to express his dissatisfaction by poking Deltan’s waist, but Deltan didn’t even flinch.

Agnes was released 20 minutes later.

“Hey! hey! Don’t take it off!”

This was when the Deltans surrendered, surprised that they were trying to take off their clothes in protest.

*

The next day, Deltan left the mansion.

Of course, Agnes was also there.

“Where are you going today? You dressed very neatly.”

“Denomination.”

“Huh?”

“Lastoria Church.”

Deltan added as he sat in the back seat of the sedan.

“There is something to find there.”

It was an investigation into the hall.

I heard a report that progress had been made in the investigation requested through Cardinal Cargo.

He heard that he would come to the mansion in two days, but Deltan couldn’t wait.

Agnes made a ‘hmm’ sound and looked at my clothes.

She was wearing a blouse and a long skirt like she usually did when she went out.

“Should I dress neatly too?”

“That’s enough.”

“Does it suit you?”

“Dressed like a human.”

Agnes laughed mischievously.

Deltan raised his hand.

It was an expression of his will to shut his mouth again if he said anything nonsense.

“It’s not fun.”

“I am not your toy.”

“I never thought of it that way.”

Anyway, I don’t like the sly attitude.

Deltan grumbled internally and looked out the window.

The car started, and it took about 15 minutes to arrive at the church.

“This is my first time here.”

Agnes’ eyes widened as she looked at the church building.

The surprised face was impressive.

Well, it was an amazing building.

‘It’s a building that I have no idea how it was built.’

The church’s building was shaped like a goddess statue.

To be exact, it was a structure where the inside of the goddess statue was dug out and a room was created inside it.

The entrance to the church is located at the navel of a beautiful woman who appears to be offering her arms with open arms.

The only two spears were the goddess’s eyes.

As a Deltan, it was a building that gave me a lot of thought.

It is a building that is sure to collapse if left unattended because its center of gravity is not right, but this building has been maintained for over 300 years.

Moreover, there were no other efforts for maintenance.

‘The divinity is good, though.’

It was because of the divinity that surrounded the building.

He was originally a Deltan with no regrets about choosing a career as a wizard, but he couldn’t help but feel shaken when faced with miracles like this.

The miracle called divinity was the kind of thing that even Deltans felt a sense of wonder about.

“But it’s a bit funny to think that it goes into someone else’s belly button.”

“… I can’t deny it.”

Deltan chuckled at Agnes’ words.

For a moment, I stood at the entrance to the church like that.

“Ah, you’re here!”

Cargo came running out of the entrance, his belly fluttering.

The last time I saw him, he was still skinny and boney, but he seemed to have gained weight in the meantime.

“You had a hard time coming! Has it been almost a month?”

Cargo rolled his eyes and looked at Deltan and the sedan he was riding in.

As he breathed a sigh of relief at finding nothing, he realized that what he was looking for was Caltara.

Deltan said harshly.

“Did you gain weight recently?”

“Wow, I’m naturally prone to gaining weight… .”

Deltan tried to say more, but soon gave up.

If I told him anyway, he wouldn’t listen, so the moment I needed him, I could just have Kaltara next to him.

“Let’s just go in.”

“Aren’t you saying hello to His Majesty the Pope?”

“Why me.”

“You’re upset.”

“If you tease him, he tells you to come.”

Cargo broke into a cold sweat at the answer he gave in a poor manner with his hands in his pockets.

However, the Deltans didn’t care.

This is because the Pope of the Lastoria Church is the person Deltans most often encounter in these islands.

“What a bratty old man. I filed another appeal a while ago.”

“Well, that… .”

“What on earth is the problem with magic engineering? This is why old people are the problem. They just think change is bad.”

“… You don’t look too bad. They are just concerned that if the world changes too quickly, existing values will collapse.”

“You’re laughing.”

There were more jobs created due to the birth of new technology than unemployment due to technological advancement.

Deltan was clearly solving the technique with that in mind.

Of course, it was a legitimate concern for the Pope who did not know how the history of the Earth he lived on had changed, but it did not erase the Deltans’ annoyance.

“That’s it, so just guide me.”

“Ah, I understand… .”

Cargo smiled awkwardly and put Deltan in the elevator.

6th floor.

It was the floor where the library was.

The atmosphere of the revealed library was calm.

So much so that no one except the librarian could be seen.

“No one reads books here?”

“They all got bitten just because you came.”

“Why?”

“It’s such a secret story.”

Cargo gestured, and the librarian bowed his head and stepped back.

Immediately after, Cargo’s eyes landed on Agnes.

Agnes made a ‘hmm’ sound and then opened her mouth.

“Then I’ll go out too. I want to take a look at the church.”

“Why?”

“If you have it, you won’t like it. I don’t do anything you don’t like.”

The words he spoke with a grin were meaningful.

As Deltan narrowed his eyes, Agnes giggled and whispered in his ear.

“I behaved nice today, so I should praise him later?”

Deltan’s eyebrows slightly raised at the playfulness in his tone.

“… Go.”

“See you later.”

Agnes headed to the elevator and went down to another floor.

Cargo, who had only been paying attention until the day before yesterday, spoke with an artificial expression, as if he was trying to flatter me.

“Well, it suits you well… .”

“Get there.”

“… I understand.”

Cargo became sullen.

The bald middle-aged pig’s pouting face was disgusting, so Deltan looked away from him and headed to the prepared seat in the middle of the library.

There was tea on the table that had a nice scent.

Deltan took a sip of tea and crossed his legs.

“So, what does it mean that you found it?”

“This is it.”

Kargo held up a book.

It was such an old book that you could tell it was an old book just by looking at it.

The cover, which seemed to be made of animal skin, was frayed, and the paper was floating in pieces.

Even so, the book itself seemed to have been stored well, with the writing still intact.

‘Ancient language.’

Deltan narrowed his eyes and interpreted the sign.

[Creation Journal.]

If we were to understand its meaning, it would be like a diary recording the creation of the world.

“Genesis? Is this a myth?”

“Umm, it’s not the official Genesis.”

Deltan raised his head.

Cargo scratched his cheek and added.

“Isn’t what you asked for a place where gods and legendary figures gather? So at first I looked in the mythology section, but there wasn’t a single mention of such a place. The same goes for the mythology of other denominations.”

The more he spoke, the more serious Cargo’s expression became.

“… Isn’t it strange? Although it is certainly something that can be imagined, there is no content related to it in any book.”

Deltan immediately understood what Cargo was saying.

“It was left out intentionally. Or someone deleted it.”

“That’s right.”

“So, what is this book?”

“With the authority of the cardinal, I went to the place where the banned books were stored. That’s what I found there.”

Banned book.

At those words, Deltan let out a laugh.

“You really hid it well. Does the Pope know?”

“Of course, as soon as I found this book, the first thing I did was ask His Majesty the Pope. He said that this book was banned when the religious order was just being formed.”

Appetizing.

And before that, the Deltan’s intuition was speaking.

‘I found the right one.’

This is definitely the information I was looking for.

“Did you read it all to the end?”

It is written in ancient language, so it takes quite some time to interpret.

Deltan didn’t want to go through that cumbersome process.

Cargo’s answer was affirmative.

“That’s right.”

Deltan’s smile deepened.

Then Cargo said with a serious look on his face.

“You said ‘hall’, but the word to describe their place here is different.”

Cargo swallowed dry saliva.

And then he slowly parted his lips.

“… A wanderer’s haven.”

I spit out those words.