Chapter Index

    ‘Stupid Papa. I’m going out in that social circle.’

    Lucy, who was afraid of leaving her parents’ embrace, suddenly announced to Benedick that she was going to join the social world.

    If it were a story from a heroic tale, you would imagine a scene where a child who lost the one who could protect him cracks the egg and moves on, but the reality was different.

    The child with a rotten heart engraved in his eyes just wanted to reveal his hatred to the world. He just wanted to bring the same pain to the world that had brought him pain.

    if. perhaps. If Benedick had noticed his daughter’s pain, the story would have been different. If he had tried to protect his daughter like he always did, Lucy wouldn’t have thrown herself away.

    However, Benedick, who was sinking in despair over losing his wife and was having trouble even breathing, did not look at Lucy.

    ‘Do whatever you want.’

    ‘yes. Fool… father.’

    So the child gave up on salvation.

    As the illusion collapses, Lucy’s despair is engraved in her mind. A darkness that is difficult to bear even for adults who are worn out by society weighs on their hearts.

    I was clenching my teeth to endure him, and only after a while did I wipe my face, which was covered in cold sweat.

    ‘yes.’

    ‘are you okay. ‘It’s not a big deal at this level.’

    After answering my grandfather indifferently, I stumbled and tried to force myself to stand up, but fell forward. I fell with a crashing sound and raised my face, frowning.

    ‘…It’s noisy.’

    I saw the shield that had been missed fall into the distance. As I picked him up with a sigh, I could see my face reflected in the pure white shield.

    Anyone who saw the child’s haggard face could guess that it was not normal.

    If we leave like this, Carl will get scared and scream. Caria will pretend not to worry and worry.

    Huh. I’ll have to stay here at least until I can make the same facial expressions I normally do.

    I sat down on the floor with a long sigh and looked at the dark ceiling.

    Why is Heojeop Jusin trying to show me this?

    If his goal is simply to save the world against evil spirits, there’s no need for this. Rather, it’s a hindrance. If I get confused, I don’t know what variables will arise.

    It’s hard to say that it’s to comfort Lucy, who has now disappeared. The one who gave me the blessing of Mesugaki in this world was the god of misfortune.

    A poor person who understands and is ashamed of his own mistakes would never commit such hypocrisy.

    So what is it? What does Heo Jeop Ju-Jin want? As I was thinking about him absentmindedly, I realized that the anniversary of Mira’s death was coming soon.

    The moment I found out about him, I felt even more depressed and hugged my legs with my arms.

    *

    “This incident seems to have been carried out by Rasha to protect Lady Aln.”

    As the church’s event was about to begin, John, who visited the shrine, drank tea and talked about what he had discovered.

    “Young lady?”

    “Yes. Because she loves sprouts who will become strong. They must have been careful not to break it while it was growing.”

    “Stir. Even so, how can you be sure that it is related to Lady Aln? There are other strong players in the imperial arena, right?”

    “There are many reasons. The reason I became convinced was because the people Rasha killed were all people who tried to impress Lady Arlen’s uniqueness.”

    Pavey understood why only those who practiced black magic and priests were killed.

    It was clear that the warlocks would view the apostle of the main god as a good sacrifice, so they killed him. The priests of the main church would have killed him because they would not acknowledge the existence of an apostle of the main authority.

    therefore.

    “Do you mean that Lady Rasha realized the truth about the lady?”

    “That will happen. That woman is the apostle of the evil god of destruction.”

    “…Yes?”

    “Didn’t you know? This is a story that everyone in the know knows.”

    Fabi blinked at what Yohan said as if it was no big deal.

    “Lasha is the one who worships the evil spirit?”

    “The expression to serve is ambiguous. Because she has no faith.”

    When the church realized that Rasha was connected to the evil spirit of destruction, they set out to exterminate her.

    Rasha, who did not hide his whereabouts at all, faced those who came to subdue him with a cruel smile and willingly defeated everyone. With a cry to bring someone stronger if you want to kill him.

    However, Rasha’s wish did not come true.

    “At the time, the Holy Father said that it was good news for the church that a person without faith was occupying the position of an apostle, so there was no need to make any more sacrifices.”

    “ Those are words worthy of the Holy Father. Because His Holiness is a very practical person.”

    “Lasha herself was furious, but what can she do? After that, the church that gave it to us only watched Rasha’s actions and did not intervene.”

    It will be the same this time too. Because John will make it that way.

    Rasha is trying to achieve his will by provoking the church again. So you should ignore it.

    John, who had created some influence by talking with those who recognized the changes in Fabi, was confident that he would be able to lead the public opinion of the church.

    “I guess I should pray for a long time today.”

    Fabi looked at the center of the teacup with sad eyes. John was certain that Faby’s prayers today would include mourning for the dead.

    After about a minute of silence, when John was about to talk about something else, someone knocked on the door.

    “This is Kieran. Would you mind if you excuse me for a moment?”

    “What’s going on?”

    “The Pope brought a letter to the saint.”

    A person who is so busy and rarely contacts the church sent a letter to the saint?

    John had doubts, but the letter the priest delivered clearly had the Pope’s seal on it.

    Fabi opened the letter after the priest returned.

    “…Bishop John. The Pope was certainly practical, but he was not a cold person.”

    “That’s right. He has contributed greatly to the church taking on the form it has today. But why is that suddenly?”

    “His Holiness says he will personally warn Rasha.”

    “Do you mean His Holiness?”

    There was surprise in John’s voice. Does that mean he was taking this matter so seriously?

    …for a moment. According to information I received some time ago, Rasha is now heading towards the archipelago.

    That means there is a high possibility that the destination of the Holy Father, who is currently moving separately, will also be an archipelago.

    And according to what someone on Caria’s side recently told me, Lady Aln is definitely in the archipelago right now.

    The Pope is a good man, but he is not all that good. He is a person who can mercilessly cut anything based on reason.

    What judgment would he make if he saw Lady Arn now?

    After thinking that far, John frowned and stood up.

    “Bishop John?”

    “I will leave for a moment. Because I have urgent work to do.”

    It’s not time yet.

    “I will be back before a week has passed.”

    It’s still too early.

    Not yet.

    *

    What I encountered in that dungeon yesterday was Lucy’s declaration that she was going to join the social world.

    If so, what you will see today will be more gloomy than yesterday. I don’t think I can eat dinner tonight. Because it’s clear that the moment you face the fantasy, you’ll vomit.

    “Lucy Arlen!”

    I belatedly came to my senses after hearing Arthur’s shout. At that moment, I saw the claws of a carapace flying towards me.

    It’s too late to avoid it. The situation is not so good even for defense.

    So what should I do?

    I have to destroy it.

    The moment I, holding a mace instead of a shield, hit the center of the tongs, the tongs, which had not cracked even after countless attacks, shattered and scattered around the area.

    I realized I had made a mistake when I checked the dungeon boss who was struggling in pain.

    this. I was planning on just acting as a shield from now on, but the progress of the attack is going too fast.

    What do we do? Should I give treatment without other children knowing?

    I don’t like it because it seems like such a petty thing to do, but it’s better than losing a bet.

    ‘Really? Phew. thank god.’

    ‘yes? What is that…’

    My question about the sound did not last until the end. Before that, I felt a huge manifestation of magical power coming from behind.

    “It was good! Lady! Thanks to you, a gap was created!”

    I turned my head following the magic and saw a magic circle flowing behind Joey.

    A huge magic circle created by weaving several magic circles together. It was a complex object that I couldn’t understand, but somehow I could feel the magic that was going to be revealed.

    Because I felt endless coldness in the magic circle.

    “Freeze!”

    Jjaeng! The huge shell, which felt like a small mountain, was instantly trapped in the ice, filling the entire cave with cold.

    Joy shivered, as if she had lost all of her magical energy due to this incident and had no power to warm herself, but her face was bright.

    “Successful! I didn’t know if it would work or not, but it worked!”

    It seems that expressing her joy was more important to her than following the etiquette of a nobleman, as she displayed a wizard’s unique eccentricity.

    I looked at her pitifully and then covered her surroundings with divinity. Then Joey stopped shaking.

    “Ah. Youngae. Thank you so much…”

    “You idiot. I’m asking just in case, but don’t you know the word confirmed kill?”

    “Yes?”

    “You really don’t know? Even though I was a bit nerdy, I thought my hair was fine. a little. No, I’m very disappointed.”

    “No! I don’t know that word! But that’s for sure!”

    Wow! The sound of ice cracking can be heard from inside the cave. Even in the ice that instantly froze him, his carapace maintained its life.

    “…Eh?”

    I couldn’t hold back my sigh as I looked at Joey blinking. That guy’s stupidity really never goes away.

    “Joy! Lucy Aln! This is not the time! In a little while, that guy will be resurrected!”

    “It’s okay.”

    Her sword swings along with Frey’s grave voice.

    The sword strike, which seemed like it could be anything but could not be anything with a mixture of colorless colors, cut the carapace in half with ice, ending the creature’s life.

    Coo! After the carapace’s head fell with a sound, a door to the outside of the dungeon was revealed.

    “Now it’s over.”

    Frey said it was no big deal and put away his sword, but the three of us, including me, were not.

    under. That guy. I can’t believe you really show your true colors before you’re in second grade.

    There are degrees of talent.

    If this continues, by the end of his second year, he will have a head-to-head match with Benedick.

    “Prince. Prince. I don’t have time for this. Time.”

    “Ah! hour! Yes!”

    Arthur came to his senses at Frey’s urging and came out of the dungeon with Joey. To get confirmation from those outside measuring the strategy time.

    Having already heard the results from my grandfather, I followed him leisurely, thinking about what I should scare him with today.

    As expected, the three people were devastated that they had lost the bet.

    “Idiot! If only you hadn’t made a mistake!…”

    “The prince also said that was true at the time! This is my fault!…”

    While giggling and watching the two fight, Karia, who was in disguise, approached.

    “Lady Aln. I think we need to get out of the archipelago right now.”

    “Why? Did you get a seat? Which poor idiot caught you?”

    “…There is news that the Pope is coming here. This information was delivered directly by Bishop John, so it cannot be wrong.”

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