episode_0465

“You stand here to become the guardian knight of Isabella di Habstenburg.”

yes.

I know everything, so stop it now.

“Knight Dwin Lee will always serve as the master’s sword and shield…”

It’s already been several minutes since I heard a sound like a speech that I couldn’t hear at all.

So much so that I miss the sermon from the battalion commander at the Army Training Center on a midsummer day.

My friend, who collapsed from the heat while standing at the banquet hall in the middle of summer and listening to a sermon, thought to himself── “···Can you swear this to Maal?” ──Ah, is it finally over?

“Yes.”

The rebuttal caught me losing focus because it was late.

The priest who was invited had an expression on his face that did not seem very pleasant.

Isabelle, who was sitting in the shade, gets up and approaches me.

In his hand is a sword he has seen before.

A glass sword for execution that does not hurt even when cut.

The glass blade was drenched in black ink.

Soon, Isabel kneels in front of me.

“Can you please extend your hand?”

I hold out my hand, and Isabel places a knife in my hand.

‘I think I know what it is now.’

It’s about getting a tattoo.

The sleeves of the dress fell down, revealing the slave bracelet.

“······.”

Isabel’s eyes glance down at the slave bracelet.

Just for a moment. She draws a ‘picture’ on my hand.

Thanks to the magic on the execution sword, it bleeds but doesn’t hurt.

But Isabel’s hands were shaking. Then, when I go astray, he looks at me in surprise.

“Hehehehe…!”

“Be quiet.”

Isabella’s face turns bright red as the leader of the royal knights shouts.

‘Stupidly.’

What Isabel engraved on the back of my hand was a cross with an X symbolizing Maal.

After drawing it for a long time, I stopped touching it, and before I knew it, the back of my hand began to move forward.

‘Luckily the ink didn’t fall out.’

There is a strange look in the priest’s eyes.

“Guardian knight, have you received the blessing of Venus?”

Just one word.

That one word fills people’s eyes with caution and suspicion.

‘Has there ever been an immortal hiding in the royal family?’

“Yes.”

“Let me check.”

In response to my answer, the priest wiped the blood on the back of my hand with a handkerchief.

Then he dabs my blood on his tongue.

Soon the priest burst out in admiration.

“Huh…! What kind of powerful blessing is this?”

“······Isn’t it immortal?”

The knight commander’s question put an end to the exclamations.

The old priest’s opaque gaze rises towards the knight commander.

“No. Why did someone who was favored by servants choose such arduous work…”

The priest observes Isabelle’s feelings and refrains from saying anything.

The eyes that had been filled with anger until just now showed sadness.

It seems like he had a different mindset.

“The ceremony is over. Please come this way. I will do the rest of the tattoos.”

The priest, whose behavior has become polite, walks ahead.

Lexi and Shir followed me carefully.

“Please forgive my rudeness in leaving first.”

He gave a formal greeting to Isabel and followed the priest, who was already standing at a distance, and took steps.

How far was it from the knightly duel arena that reminded me of a cheap Colosseum?

“···Why do you show interest in things that only worms do in the middle of the day?”

Nobleman?

“Where is nobleness in people?”

“There is a noble person.”

“Who decides that?”

“Everyone decides. Doesn’t the king scoop the shit out of the back yard?”

“If human uses and demands determine whether a person is noble or not, who will farm?”

“As expected, you have the values of a servant’s agent.”

With great responsibility comes a great price.

You can read it from their body posture and eyes.

‘This man is a devout believer.’

“Why do you serve servants?”

“Isn’t serving the One who created the world the same as serving your parents?”

I can’t understand because I’ve been through something.

The world disowns children if they do not agree with their parents.

Moreover, I was killed by a servant. Thanks to this, I wanted to break this man’s faith.

“Have you ever experienced death?”

“Nothing.”

“I have it.”

“No living thing can overcome death.”

I guess so.

As the priest said, the real Ri Si-hyeon may not be me.

“Have you ever thought about it like this?”

“I will listen carefully.”

Can you really listen?

“We are servants’ creations.”

What happens if you project that servant onto a person?

“The heart that never stops moving and the eyes that allow us to see the world were probably created by servants.”

“That’s right. You are truly precious people.”

“Have you ever thought of us as dolls?”

“···A doll?”

“Think about the process by which we are created. In the end, it was made like a doll.”

Whether it is a machine or a person, it is made.

Like a robot dog.

What on earth meaning do you give to that?

“Yes. It is truly a miracle. Don’t we have hearts?”

If even the mind is manipulated, what on earth would a person become if not a machine?

“Do you know why people take drugs?”

“I fell on the wrong path for a moment.”

“To find happiness. Do you know how that happiness comes?”

The priest’s face hardens.

“Substances that make us feel emotions are produced naturally and stimulate the brain. A drug is something that causes the secretion of a substance that is similar to that substance or that makes you feel good.”

“What are you talking about?”

“What would you do if the joy and sorrow you feel were caused by a drop of drugs in your head?”

Finally, the priest shuts up.

“What felt beautiful, ecstatic, and spiritual was actually nothing. We were just dolls pretending to be alive. Isn’t it so terrible?”

Did I push myself too hard?

Anger blooms at the embarrassment in his eyes.

“These thoughts are not blasphemous at all. I recognized this fact, and despite having these thoughts, I was blessed by a servant who could see through everything in the world.”

“···Then who do you believe in?”

“I trust my parents.”

Because he gave a slightly human-like answer, the priest’s confused feelings calmed down a little.

“No one knows what the servant was thinking when he created us. No one even wants to know about it. But my parents clearly gave birth to me because they loved me and to see me smile. So, I will trust the family I will die with.”

“Didn’t you say that emotions are triggered by a drop of water?”

“But that doesn’t change the fact that I’m alive, does it?”

That’s why it’s foolish to feel emptiness in life.

It is right to enjoy the world, and there is no need to overindulge in something.

“····You lack faith to become a priest.”

“Do you know why I say such narcissistic things?”

“Do I need to know?”

“I hope you know.”

“····Listen.”

“I hope you become a person who is enlightened and values your life and time. And─”

Embarrassment appears in the priest’s eyes.

Did he really think he could deceive me about his identity?

“I hope you can have an honest conversation with me for your precious life.”

“···Yes?”

“Have you heard the story from Laurie Street?”

The priest’s face became as solemn as a stone statue.

An assassin who believes in God.

‘He’s a shameful person.’

When he casts an interrogative gaze, the priest’s expression changes.

The fierce gaze was so sharp that it felt like he had multiple personalities.

─Like a poisonous snake.

“Haha… How did you know?”

“I could see your dark heart in your expression. He also showed feelings that were difficult to understand.”

It is unknown which servant’s power it was.

In any case, the priest whose power was sealed was merely an old man.

Only then was I able to put my mind at ease to some extent.

“····You’re amazing.”

“Now I want to hear revenge’s answer.”

“We don’t know what you’re thinking.”

“First of all, all we have to do is put Isabella on the throne. First of all, I want you to know that I am a very generous person who knows how to share ‘happiness’.”

“I already know that Dantalian’s agent is Bobae. I’m just purely curious. Why do you want to put an immature child on the throne?”

‘Where did you hear that I am a treasure?’

The thought of someone praising me as a treasure gives me goosebumps.

I was a person who was embarrassed to be praised by others, even though I could do it myself.

“Because I promised that.”

The priest’s eyes narrow.

He avoids my gaze, but I can tell he’s annoyed.

‘I’m not lying.’

I don’t know why people don’t believe me these days.

” Boksu was requested.”

“How about I kill all the clients?”

“···We cannot provide the client’s information.”

You’ll have to choose your side carefully.

“The survival of revenge depends on it. Aren’t you being too quick to judge?”

“That may be true. ···Maybe not.”

okay?

If that’s the case.

“I heard the answer well. Thank you for the tattoo treatment.”

From now on, revenge is my enemy.

I’ll kill you all.

* * * * * *

“I can’t feel my hands.”

“It’s probably because the pain is severe.”

“Did you think it would be possible to poison me?”

Naturally, there was poison hidden in the ink the priest carved into my hand.

I had expected it, and my heart had read that Shir was waiting just a short distance away, hiding his presence.

“If you are a priest, you know how strong the power of a servant is.”

Misread!

Suddenly, the sound of nuts being crunched was heard.

He chewed poison. It was just absurd to me.

“···Can you finish the tattoo and leave for Maal?”

“Haha! I will leave after completing my vocation.”

The priest smiles kindly.

It’s a poison that takes effect slowly.

‘···This person probably thinks he could die.’

I don’t let people die until I get what I want.

“What I said wasn’t a lie.”

“···Is that so?”

The priest was a person who received Neptune’s blessing.

Thanks to this, once I added ink, the black ink swam around my hand like an insect and settled down, and the tattoo was completed in no time.

“Before I became his agent, I came into contact with Dantalian and saw his side of things.”

“Oh? Interesting.”

“He is not Maal’s creation. It is a creation from the gods of another world called Earth. It’s foreign news.”

“···Well, there is no reason for Maal to create something like a devil.”

“Yes. He is literally the devil. He separates people and whispers sweet words to them, leading them astray, and eventually leading them to destruction.”

Is it because the agent is swearing at his servant?

There is a look of puzzlement in the priest’s eyes.

“He was the original evil born in the world called Earth. But… isn’t it strange?”

“I hope you don’t fret.”

“Yes. Didn’t I just conclude that emotions are a function of simple secretions?”

The priest’s face, which was filled with interest and could be seen as innocent, gradually became stiff.

He seemed to think I was trying to deny God.

“···What are you saying?”

“I guess I should talk about it first. There is a thing called ego.”

“···I have heard of what that is.”

You don’t know what that is, do you?

“Ego is the memory of the soul. Servants feed on self. The basis of the power we wield is also our ego.”

The priest seemed so surprised that his forehead was wrinkled and his eyes were wide open.

“It wasn’t just a supernatural phenomenon…?”

“Yes. Dantalian also deals with the ego, and can manipulate emotions based on that.”

The priest’s face is filled with qualms when he hears that he is being possessed by a ghost.

“I don’t know you, but I can make you destroy what you love and cherish the most with your own hands.”

That is the basis of the curse.

─Self-destruction.

The worst secret story so vicious that Dantalian shackled the agent’s life.

His face begins to harden.

“Bullshit!”

“Do you really think that will happen? Let me prove it. I will read your ego.”

I didn’t look, but I could feel Shir feeling uncomfortable.

okay. I am this kind of person.

“Let’s guess who your favorite thing in the temple is. It could be your child… No. lover? colleague? ···student? Ah, you are a disciple. Loving your student… I don’t think it’s paternal love…”

Looking at the priest’s sensitive response in his heart, it seems like he knows what it means to drive someone crazy with words in bed.

The priest was going crazy with my words.

He unleashed his power and tried to attack me, but he sealed it away.

“I can make you eat the face of your beloved student and rape a faceless beauty.”

“Master… Ah, it looks like your cute student calls you by your title.”

“It’s hard… Please tell me. What kind of person was the priest?”

“Oh…! He was a good person. I take good care of others and have a sense of responsibility.”

“Secretly receiving sexual favors… Ugh!! Did you force it?!”

The priest who did not know that there were twenty questions where the answer could be found was going crazy.

People live in sin.

Until it is pointed out to us that it is a sin, we do not even consider it truly a sin.

Even if you commit a crime.

─The priest is now facing his sins head on.

The naked and intense emotions looked like an orgasm that had reached its peak.

“This, this evil…!”

From the perspective of the victim, there is nothing more scary than this.

I touched the face of the priest who was looking at me with his eyes wide open and his power sealed.

Deep wrinkles are filled with sweat and oil.

My face turned red like a strawberry.

“What will happen to you in the future?”

“Using his power in front of everyone, he humiliates and slaughters everyone in the temple.”

“People who had a relationship with the priest will feel betrayed by the priest and will slowly die.”

“Think of that gaze. Oh, is there a need to be so angry?”

“That is the essence of what the priest has arrived at. Self-destruction!”

Crackling!!!

Ugh.

You are old, but do you use your teeth like that?

It’s going to break like that.

“Do you know what you feel, what is in your heart?”

“Shut up!!!”

Your voice is really sweet.

“That is what the priest fears more than death.”

The priest’s eyes were full of fear and anger.

Wow!

The priest, unable to withstand my ridicule, bit his tongue.

As if he had won, a look of mocking me shined in his eyes like a crescent moon.

I never imagined that a simple act would scare me so much that I would try to commit suicide.

“Do you think you can escape by just biting your tongue?”

There is no need to rush.

Before I knew it, Shir, who had been hiding, was approaching.

“Priest, you cannot run away from true fear. Death is not on the priest’s side, but on my side.”

The priest began to move forward as if his wounds had never occurred.

Thanks to this, the priest’s eyes widen. He immediately recognized Shir’s identity.

‘I know that feeling.’

It disappears like a wound rewinding, right?

The priest’s hands were shaking as he grasped the situation.

“Ve, how could Venus’ representative…!”

“I am the agent of the former servant. In addition, I have numerous agents working with me. The priest is going against the will of the servant.”

“Shut up, devil!”

“Even if there is a heaven that the priest dreamed of, there is no place for you there.”

“──────?!”

The priest, who understood the true meaning of my words, opened his eyes wide.

Poor thing.

“You are the devil! The devil─!!!”

“Please do not even think about accusing me of being a bad person. The agent’s actions are the servant’s will. The priest who lent a hand to the assassins just shook off his hand and threw away the opportunity to be forgiven.”

Only then did surprise and despair spread across the priest’s eyes.

What does it feel like to have someone read your mind and predict your doom?

“Because Ain is imperfect, he pursues perfection, but Servant is generous to us who are made imperfectly. Even if I were to get that opportunity again now, you would understand.”

“···Are you asking me to sell my colleagues?”

“Yes.”

I leisurely waited for the priest’s answer, and soon the priest’s mouth began to open.

The priest was full of ‘loyalty.’ However, the intention to refuse has not yet come out of my mouth.

‘It’ll be difficult if you refuse my offer.’

I stopped speaking so as not to let the meaning harden.

“···In the world where Dantalian lived, there was something called existentialism.”

It’s a philosophy I like very much.

“It is a philosophy that objects are created because they have an essence, but since people exist without essence, they create their own essence.”

“Therefore, we must respect the freedom of other subhumans who create their essence, and pay the price for their freedom.”

The priest was worried.

I’ll drive a wedge in you that you can’t pull out.

“······However, those who received the servant’s blessing are a different story.”

Does this person know where we stand?

“We were created. In order to use the power of servants from birth, their brain structure is different from other people. This is the most important thing, but no one thinks about it.”

To the servants, we are nothing more than made-up dolls.

Like shrimp or fresh shrimp released to purify the fish tank, they are not the main characters of the fish tank.

“That’s why servants judge us as objects, not people, and only look at and use our essence, not our existence. That is the price of blessing. They are pieces on the chessboard.”

“And because you derailed the chessboard, you met me, the devil’s agent.”

“I, I…”

“Did you really think that the servant who created the world wouldn’t know that you were doing this? They are the ones who can figure out what the priest muttered in his first words.”

“It wasn’t like this from the beginning. I…”

Finally, the new building collapsed.

I am so happy that I have subjugated his piety to my tongue.

“What happened cannot be forgotten, so there is no need to make excuses. And this is the last opportunity given to you, priest. Would you like to receive enlightenment from a servant?”

The priest eventually lowered his eyes and nodded weakly.

That’s stupid.

You fell into my trap.