episode_0218
by fnovelpia“Seo, Your Majesty?!”
Myra, who had been indifferent to the fact that Karami was staying at such a luxurious inn, opened her eyes when she saw Antonius in the room.
A divine aura that cannot be hidden even by his shabby appearance. A man whom I have only seen from a distance, but who I can never forget.
Myra fell flat on the floor.
“Hello, Your Majesty!”
“Lift your head, child. You have before you neither the Pope nor anything else, but only one God, who is everywhere.”
“How dare I… .”
“That’s right. What kind of a person is he? He’s a grandfather who has nowhere to go, so he stays in his room and eats the food I bought for him.”
“This ungodly son of a bitch!”
As Myra let out a murderous aura, Karami quickly hid behind Mirabelle.
“Inspiration. Is it okay for a member of the church to be angry at an innocent person, even a benefactor who took care of the previous pope?”
“What can I do? I am no longer the Pope. I have no right to criticize that kid for whatever he does.”
“At the religious level.”
“Even if the church is rotten, it’s not worth hearing that from you, you idiot. You should get up too.”
“No… . My legs are weak. I’ll just stay like this.”
This one is also special.
It seems like I’ve only been meeting some weird people lately.
It’s all because of Karami.
But what kept catching Antonius’s attention was Mirabelle.
“Nice to meet you, little one.”
“Hello.”
“Kkeulkeul, what a lively child. It’s truly something to see only after living a long life. To see such a young witch wandering around the Holy Land.”
A magical girl who appears cute.
I don’t know how he suppresses his energy, but it’s basic for someone like Antonius to know his true colors.
It didn’t seem like he had any intention of hiding it in the first place.
Wizards of the world are usually divided into two categories.
An arrogant wizard who advertises his mediocre skills while going around.
A cunning magician who hides his power as much as possible to make his opponent let his guard down.
Mirabelle was the latter.
He was a smart kid.
It would be natural for someone my age to want to brag about being a wizard. Being cunning was a high praise in the wizarding world.
But Mirabelle was both the latter and the former.
The magical power was so great that it seemed like he tried to hide it, but even so, the magical power that he couldn’t completely block flowed out.
If it was an ordinary wizard, it would be a small amount that wouldn’t even be detected, but for Mirabelle, the amount was enormous. If that’s the amount that flowed out, then what was inside… .
‘You’re a monster.’
It’s a sad name to give to a girl, but there’s no word more fitting.
“So, why did you come to the Holy Land? Did you come here to seek revenge for being oppressed? Or did you come here to bring down a god?”
Antonius smiles gently like a grandfather would when talking to his granddaughter.
“I came to carry out the master’s orders.”
“Master?”
“Folding.”
Antonius frowned at once. The eyes looking at Karami were the eyes of a person looking at a baby tiger, the only one in the world.
“I’ll tell you in advance that Miss Mirabelle became a slave because she wanted to.”
“Hehehe, you look exactly like a human, but you talk like shit. The monsters in the East look exactly like you.”
It was unfiltered verbal abuse, but Karami didn’t mind because he was used to it.
“Why are you here, sir? Can’t you do anything, sir?”
The office of Pope is not something that was obtained by climbing a ladder. He is the representative of God who has protected the church until the saints came into being.
With Antonius’s power, it would be possible to overcome this situation and restore balance.
“How could that be? What qualifications do I have? Even if I were to solve the current situation on my own, would that have any meaning?”
Balance cannot be achieved alone.
This is what Antony realized while in the papal seat.
“Isn’t the world in chaos because of one person?”
“Because of one person… . ‘All of this is because of one saint.’ Do you really think so?”
Antonius slowly opened his mouth as if he had read the gazes of the three people.
“If only one person believes in God, that’s crazy. But if thousands or tens of thousands believe in God, it becomes a religion.”
Antonius looked out the window.
Those who cry out in prayer in the square, those who condemn the innocent, those who burn the world in the name of God.
“The saint changed the world on her own? How could that be? The world had been preparing for this for a long time. People just wanted a leader. Whoever that god is, even if he is human.”
He sighed deeply.
“You may believe that this country was built on faith in God for a long time, but the truth is the opposite. Faith did not make people, people made faith. Because it was necessary.”
Myra held her breath. The Pope Antony she knew was a man who praised the faith and spoke for God’s will.
But now, the Antonius before his eyes was transcending all of that and seeing through something deeper.
Antonius muttered, looking into space.
“God does not change. But people who believe in God do. That change changes God, changes the world, and establishes a new order.”
“Isn’t your spirit in?”
“It is my job to report to the Lord about the new order they have established.”
God does not intervene.
The order touched by the hand of God will quickly lose its balance when faith is disturbed.
This also includes Antonius, the representative of God.
“I see.”
I knew Antonius would answer like that.
He is an observer.
Watch the story from a distance, where everything is visible, and judge it. What kind of ending will this story have?
‘If this is the Pope, why are the people below him acting like this?’
It’s just ironic.
Karami stood up from his seat.
“Let’s go now.”
“Are you going to the temple?”
“Just as it is the role of the master to watch over the slave, it is my role as the master to take care of him.”
“Huh, you’re funny. Even God wouldn’t have known someone like you would show up.”
Antonius clicks his tongue as if it’s funny.
“Give me your hand, you punk.”
“I don’t hold a man’s hand.”
“If you don’t need it, don’t take it. You’ll be the only one who loses.”
“If it’s free, I’ll take it.”
Karami holds out his hand.
Antonius draws something with his finger on the back of his hand.
The light of the scales symbol flashed for a moment and then disappeared.
“You said you were for the slaves? If your heart is sincere, Libra will side with you.”
“Oh.”
“However, if it is false, you will not be able to avoid humiliation, so know this.”
The protection of the order and balance of the church given by Antonius.
Not only is it difficult to obtain, but its effectiveness varies depending on your attitude toward slaves and the fame you gain while playing tycoon.
I had ruled it out because the conditions were so strict. I didn’t even think I would get it.
It’s not required, and I didn’t do each job tycoon.
‘But things are different now.’
Although it was not Karami’s intention, there are still groups and sects operating under the name of the Slave Messenger at this very moment.
If it was achieved by slaves who were raised with love and care, then its influence would follow the tendencies of its master.
“Even if everyone in the world curses me, my heart towards slaves will never change. I will use it gratefully.”
“Huh. It’s annoying to see you acting all that smart, whether in the past or now. If that’s talent, then it’s talent. If you’ve said everything you want to say, then go away quickly.”
I left the inn.
Myra still didn’t follow me, saying her legs still wouldn’t move.
It’s good that the burden has fallen on my feet.
I confirmed that Antonius’ attitude had not changed. It would have been difficult if he had said ‘I will stand above order’ now.
Now all we have to do is fix it.
***
The road to the main temple.
As you went further into the main temple, more and more outstanding priests were guarding it.
Upper-level knights like Paladins and Crusader who can freely swing their swords, and priests who turn such knights into zombies.
Perpetual motion.
An impregnable fortress created by humans.
If you had to break through it the right way, you wouldn’t even know what to do, but Mirabelle alone is doing this ridiculous thing.
“Do not block the master’s path.”
A murderous atmosphere.
As soon as Mirabelle casts her spell, the path that was tightly blocked opens up. She easily blocks the attacks pouring down like a bomb.
I have never stopped even for a single step.
Even though he has the handicap of not being able to use magic with lethal powers due to the order not to kill, he shows no signs of being pushed around.
The witch Mirabelle can grow into various versions. If you combine them all into one, it would be a power on a different level.
“Isn’t it hard?”
“Not at all! It’s fun because it feels like I’m on a picnic with my master!”
That’s right.
I wonder what the listeners will think when they hear something like that, giving them an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
If you like it, then that’s fine.
Kwarrung!
That’s when the wall strength dropped.
A series of lightning strikes striking the magic barrier deployed by Mirabelle.
Only then did the two people stop walking for the first time.
“Retreat. Lower-ranking troops, please step back.”
“Your Honor!”
The person blocking access to the temple is a girl who appears to be around Mirabelle’s age. Judge Sigrid, the Flawless.
And that wasn’t all.
Raimund of the God’s Hammer and the God’s Punishment.
Beatrice of burning faith and blind faith.
Constantine the Brilliant Cross.
Anselm of the Forgotten Bible.
The Pilgrimage of Atonement, the Glass of Penance.
Guardian of the six kingdoms.
The apostles created by the Holy Nation appeared.
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