episode_0139

Two sedans drive through the western wilderness.

And four bikes were positioned around it as if to guard it.

It was quite a strange scene.

Considering that a sedan is a car designed to run on well-paved roads, it was like that.

If that sedan wasn’t the culmination of magical engineering, the entire lower part of the sedan would have already been damaged and unusable.

Anyway, it wasn’t important.

What is important now is that the owners of the sedan are Delta and Cargo, and the destination they are heading to is the sacred site of the Lastoria Church at the western end.

“The number of people is small.”

“What.”

“When you go to a shrine, the only person from the religious order is the cardinal.”

“That’s because the other guys were there beforehand. Do you need to prepare for the opening of the sacred site or something?”

“Can’t you ask the resident staff for that?”

“That’s right.”

Deltan sighed.

Even though time was limited, the Pope persistently postponed the departure date.

There was no other reason.

-The shrine is sealed during peacetime. Since it is a seal using divine power, it cannot be broken unless you are a religious expert. So please wait.

Deltan answered.

He said he would break free and go in.

Of course, it was a sound that didn’t even work.

-Do you think I will allow you to break the seal of our church?

‘Fucking inspiration.’

There is no way to overcome anything easily.

In fact, Deltan, who was full of thoughts of breaking the seal, could not continue speaking, and this was the result.

‘Now three days.’

It takes three days to reach the holy place.

Since it was adjacent to the western barbarian lands, it took about that long to take into account raids along the way.

Deltan closed his eyes as he organized the information he had obtained from the Forbidden Library.

It’s about going and thinking about what you need to do.

It wasn’t easy.

There was an unstoppable obstacle right next to me.

“Yap.”

Agnes poked her cheek.

Deltan looked at Agnes with a sullen face.

“What is it?”

“It’s gotten serious so please ease it. Or should I help you?”

What do you mean to help me?

Deltan laughed and looked at Agnes.

Then Agnes opened her mouth slightly, made the shape of holding something with her hand, and waved it in front of her mouth.

Deltan stiffened.

“Oh, I’m embarrassed.”

Agnes burst out laughing.

“Please… .”

“Well, if you actually do it, they like it.”

Isn’t that that and this?

Deltan could hardly keep up with Agnes’ level of antics.

Meanwhile, if we were to consider what was funny, wouldn’t it be the fact that all the worries that came to mind just flew away because of her prank?

“Deltain.”

Agnes hugged Deltan’s head.

“Nothing can be done if you just worry about it like that? In times like this, you need to take a break.”

“Who is this because of? .”

“Even more so if it’s for me.”

Agnes held Deltan’s cheek and made eye contact.

Her eyes folded in an arc.

“Please focus on me. Pay more attention to me.”

Deltan flinched.

That’s because I’ve definitely been spending less time with her lately because I’ve been busy taking care of work.

My lips become soft.

The words that came out soon had a hint of shyness in them.

“… I care. To the point where you are the only person I care about.”

“You say things like that often now.”

Giggling Agnes laughed.

“Magnificent. Obstruction.”

How can you even praise something like this?

Deltan avoided her gaze.

*

The West, the land of barbarians.

Although it is called that name, it was actually like that from the Delta people’s perspective.

‘Land of the cowboys.’

This is a land where it is easier to approach with that kind of sensibility.

In fact, their culture was quite similar to that of the cowboys of the Earth where the Deltans lived.

Outlaws holding swords instead of guns, duels at the moment of eye contact, and even sharing a drink after determining the winner or loser are all that come to mind when you think of them.

Even though the tribal society and their clothing resemble Native Americans.

Why are you saying this now?

Of course, I was saying this because I had met them.

“Compatriots!”

Kaltara shouted excitedly.

Through the car window, Deltans could see a crowd of outlaws on horseback.

They are all muscular giants.

Moreover, the swords they were holding and the ropes on their waists clearly showed what purpose they had come here for.

“Let’s not duel.”

A man with black hair tied up said with a grin.

“I received a request to find a worker.”

“I’m sorry! Because the boss doesn’t get along with the workers.”

“Wouldn’t it be this knife that decides that?”

Kaltara laughed out loud at the man’s words.

“Let’s go!”

Kaltara’s gray hair flew.

The man left his men behind and stepped forward to confront her.

“Which tribe are you from? I don’t remember hearing about any of my fellow countrymen working under the secretaries of the central government.”

“Ah, it’s natural that I ran away secretly!”

“My name is Odon. What about you?”

“Kaltara!”

The man, Odon, was shocked.

My pupils were trembling as if there had been an earthquake.

“If it’s Kaltara… .”

It was placed on his face with a look of uncertainty.

“Deltain, why is that person doing that?”

“Why.”

I guess it’s because Kaltara is a famous person in the West.

To mention something new, Kaltara was a natural fighting genius.

Even while she was still silent within her tribe, rumors of her spread throughout the barbarian lands.

Of course, there was no reason for the value of the name to decrease just because he was away.

“Now, didn’t you say let’s duel?”

Cold sweat formed on Odon’s forehead.

He smiled in frustration, as if he had stepped on poop.

“I didn’t expect that gray-maned Kaltara to work under Bisil.”

“The boss is quite strong to be called secret.”

Odon sighed.

“Well, I can’t help it like this.”

Are you trying to give up?

It was the moment when Deltan came up with such a thought.

“Please take the body to the Red Plateau Tribe. If you can’t do it yourself, please save your men and send them there.”

“I accept it.”

I have no intention of not fighting.

Deltan chuckled.

“Anyway, these are fun things.”

“It’s surprising that you say that.”

“Reminds me of my hometown.”

“Are all the people in your hometown like that?”

“There was a category like that.”

Deltans were quite fond of westerns.

“Let’s watch. It will end soon, but.”

With his legs crossed in the car, Deltan watched the duel as if he were watching a movie.

In doing so, he left a message to Kaltara using magic.

[Save me.]

Kaltara pouted her lips as if she was losing steam.

*

There was no surprise.

Kaltara completely defeated Odon, and Odon blinked in wonder at having survived.

“Why… .”

I guess that means he was saved.

Deltan got out of the car and approached Odon.

I sensed a hint of caution from him.

“You… .”

“Hebron, Delta. That’s all I know.”

Odon did not seem to know the name Hebron, the Delta.

This may be inevitable since the West lives completely disconnected from the system.

Even at the time when demons were active, they were able to defeat them with their own strength.

Of course, the Deltans took care of the big ones, but at that time, the Deltans avoided people’s eyes, so there was no way for them to know about it.

Anyway, it wasn’t important right now.

Deltan said.

“There is only one reason I saved you.”

Odon tilted his head.

Deltan smiled crookedly.

“We are heading to the sacred place of Lastoria. In your words, the land of the mother goddess.”

“If it is the land of the mother goddess… .”

Odon seemed to understand only then.

“… This is the land where the Bularae tribe resides.”

“Okay.”

Bulorae tribe.

It was nothing else but the name of a tribe known for being the most vicious in the West, this land of outlaws.

It’s not that it’s a strong tribe.

It was a tribe that committed atrocities, literally terrible things, and once antagonism occurred, the pursuit was endless until the tribe was exterminated.

After all, even the Lastoria Church, which despises barbarians, would have negotiated with them.

“I want you to negotiate with them for me. It’s not particularly scary, but if you get involved with them, you have to kill them with something the size of a human for no reason, right? I don’t want to be a bother here either.”

“Huh.”

Odon let out a laugh.

“They said they would save my life, but they are trying to send me to death.”

“You don’t like it?”

“There’s no way I wouldn’t like it.”

Odon shook his head as if he had no choice and stood up.

“I accept it.”

“Good idea.”

Deltan shook Odon’s hand.

Then Odon joined hands.

He is quite quick to act and knows how to please people when it comes to matters he says are secret.

In the Deltan’s opinion, it was a good ability.

“Then, work hard.”

Agnes asked as Deltan got back into the sedan.

“Is this the end?”

“What more do you want?”

“Hmm, something is bland.”

“That’s a good thing.”

It seems like they were expecting a heated war of words.

Deltan said, ‘Just!’ and fed the chestnuts to Agnes’ forehead.

“Ouch.”

“We must first think about resolving it peacefully.”

“Those words come out of your mouth?”

Agnes asked with a thoughtful expression on her face.

Deltan shrugged his shoulders.

“I always move peacefully.”

It’s just that the enemies did not respond peacefully.

Deltan truly thought so.

*

We moved for three days and arrived near the holy site.

Deltan looked at Agnes.

She had her eyes closed with an expression as if she was tired.

I understand.

-Ugh… ! Jebaaal… !

Cargo’s sorrowful moans could be heard through the slightly open window.

-Hehehehe! cardinal! Don’t be shy!

Kaltara’s excited voice was also heard.

For the past three days, after the duel with Odon ended lukewarmly, Kaltara, who was very feverish, entered his sedan and was harassing Cargo.

It was so violent that the sedan could be seen shaking both day and night.

“When will it end?”

“Why don’t you close the window.”

“I hate the stuffy air.”

Should the air circulation function be strengthened?

Deltan inadvertently thought of such a thought.

Meanwhile, those were the words that came out of my mouth.

“At first, I thought it was funny and liked it.”

“Literally, it’s only the first time. Anyone in the world would get sick of making noise like that.”

“I can’t refute that.”

-Hugh!!!

With the middle-aged man’s girlish moans as background music, Deltan closed her eyes.

‘We’ll be arriving soon.’

You will arrive in about 30 more minutes.

A small view of the Holy Land was already visible outside the window.

‘It’s really far away. really.’

The church’s sacred place was more suitable to be called a temple rather than a temple.

Should we accurately call it a monastery?

That was the function of the Holy Land as Delta people knew.

‘A hidden piece that is only held when a new Pope is elected.’

In-game, if you play as a priest, it is a remote area where only limited locations are opened at the end of the story.

So, from the Delta people’s perspective, since it was a place surrounded by unknowns, they could not help but have expectations that there might be a clue there.

‘I’ll turn it over thoroughly.’

It would be even better if you find other hidden pieces.

Deltan sharpened his eyes.