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My mind becomes confused by the completely unexpected name.

That means the guy I put in the ground is not a member of the Seven Deadly Sins, but someone from the government.

I had a moment of doubt.

Could it be that the person in front of me is lying to me?

It was such an unbelievable statement.

The Romanian government is behind the criminal who led the looting.

If they weren’t crazy enough, would they try to stab the Vatican Orthodox Church in the back?

Did he read my eyes?

“I know it’s hard to believe.”

The person who smiles bitterly and says that he understands me.

“But it’s true. The current Romanian government is a very rotten group.”

“The current government is rotten… .”

This too was hard to believe.

Externally, the image of the Romanian government is quite good.

They are people who are trying to somehow rebuild a failing country, or something like that.

In fact, as I watched them appeal for support and interest through various media, even for a moment, I hoped that they would stand up again.

“Is there any evidence?”

He shook his head with a sad expression in response to my question.

“… Unfortunately, there is none. However, I know because I have experienced it.”

“Having experienced it.”

“For a time, I was entrusted with the position of captain of the bodyguard that protected them.”

“That’s right.”

The past of someone who seemed too upright and loyal to be a thief was revealed.

no wonder.

Aside from the unpleasantness, the person himself didn’t seem bad.

“When the great disaster occurred, great confusion came to the capital.”

A strong earthquake shook all of Wallachia and the resulting dungeon break.

Bucharest was at the center of the region that suddenly became chaotic.

The once glorious former capital of Romania.

“Collapsed buildings, cracked ground, vampires wandering between them… . It was hell.”

Andrei is shaking as if the memories of that time are still vivid.

Little by little, the tone of voice, which had been quite dull, gained strength.

“Many people died or were on the verge of dying. Romanian soldiers and police tried to save at least one more person, and in return they all ended their lives there.”

He is indignant.

“When soldiers and police sacrifice themselves to save citizens, do you know what they did?”

“… What did you do?”

“ran away. Without looking back, faster than anyone else.”

A bitter smile appears on your lips.

“Nevertheless, I risked my life to protect them. As a result, the magic circuit was damaged, and the body became unable to use magic again.”

He was regretting it.

The moment when he risked his life to protect politicians who abandoned citizens and ran away.

“I think you will understand without saying anything after that.”

It was obvious even if I didn’t say anything after that.

Because his body was broken, he must have been cast out, and he must have become a thief to break away from this frustrating reality.

At least so that my family and colleagues don’t starve to death.

He continued.

“As I said before, I have no evidence. But you will find out when you see it in person.”

Quick!

“… How rotten they are.”

“… … .”

The sound of the man’s teeth grinding, furious to the core, echoed clearly in the barracks.

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dark night.

I leave the barracks and walk around, calmly organizing my thoughts.

“Even if it was twisted, it was twisted properly.”

Considering everything, what Andrei said seems to be true.

A smile filled with regret.

An indignant voice.

Nothing felt false.

On the contrary, I felt a sense of kinship.

“… I was like that too.”

A disaster struck the capital.

Andrei sacrificed everything he owned for his protection, and I sacrificed my entire fortune for the country.

And I regretted it.

I definitely think it was a good thing to do, but I couldn’t stop regretting it.

It was so painful and difficult to watch the body that I worked so hard on throughout my life slowly being destroyed.

That’s why it touches me even more strongly.

That the feelings he expressed were absolutely not lies.

This can only be felt by those who have experienced such a situation.

“It’s absurd, really.”

Thanks to you, this is absolutely absurd.

Who would have thought that the Seven Deadly Sins they were trying to catch would not be caught, and the Romanian government would be caught by surprise.

In some sense, it is definitely a big fish, but it must be said that it is far from the type of fish I wanted.

“No, wait a minute.”

Then I stop walking and fall into deeper thoughts.

Suddenly, I had a doubt.

Is it really true that the big fish caught in the net is different from the species I thought?

What is the probability that they are actually the same species of fish, just because they appear slightly different on the outside?

“… There is nothing like it.”

You can’t be 100% sure.

But it is also true that it is too unpleasant to just ignore.

In this case, there is only one way.

“You have no choice but to check it yourself.”

No matter how vivid the information is, hearing it from someone else is different from verifying it yourself.

However, you cannot do it alone.

I need several sharp-eyed people to support my hypothesis.

And fortunately, there is such a person here.

A lot of that too.

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The next morning.

As soon as dawn broke, Kim Do-jin gathered his colleagues, including Francis Maier.

And explained.

What happened so far and the shocking truth I heard from Andrei yesterday.

The reaction that came out afterwards was not much different from yesterday.

“… Are you saying that the government is behind targeting the volunteer group?”

“Oh, that’s ridiculous.”

“How can the Orthodox Church exist without the government going crazy?”

“That’s strange. When I saw them on TV, they seemed like really nice people… ?”

Myself last night.

And as I look at the people in front of me with distrustful expressions, I realize this again.

How well has the Romanian government done in creating its image?

The conference room barracks has become noisy.

When Francis raises his hand, silence comes as if it had never happened before.

“There is one thing I want to ask.”

“Yes.”

“What is the probability that what he said is false?”

A sharp gaze pierces Kim Do-jin.

Confronting the suspicion that I may have been swayed by words without any evidence, I give a confident answer.

“The possibility of it being a lie has not been ruled out. However, the possibility of it being true cannot be ruled out.”

“Umm… , so?”

The question is what do you want to do?

he answered.

“Let’s go and check it out ourselves.”

“Are you suggesting that we move the Orthodox Church volunteer group to make contact with them?”

“It’s the safest way to avoid arousing suspicion.”

“That’s true, but… , Hmm.”

Francis falls into contemplation for a moment.

I’m concerned.

Perhaps you are just wasting your time by being deceived by the words of a mere thief.

Worst case than that, wouldn’t it be like voluntarily walking into a trap?

But it is also true that it is difficult to rule it out.

“… good. Let’s go and check it out.”

The next destination has been decided.

Brasov.

It was the newly designated capital of Romania after losing Bucharest.

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Moving the Orthodox Church volunteer group was not that difficult.

The breath of Francis Meyer.

And when it was said that the mastermind behind the plunder had been caught, Michael, the leader, stiffened his face and declared.

“If that’s the case, I’ll agree with you.”

It wasn’t a very difficult schedule for them either.

In the first place, Brasov was also one of the cities on their service itinerary.

Revising the schedule may raise suspicion, but I also have a good excuse.

After quickly organizing the aid station, they immediately boarded the bus.

The distance from the border city to the capital is approximately eight hours.

However, this only applies when traffic conditions are smooth.

After taking several detours because the road conditions were so bad, they left early in the morning and arrived around sunset.

At the entrance to Brasov, the new capital of Romania.

It was different from other cities.

Unlike cities that have been left torn apart, the city is surrounded by troops armed with decent equipment and an intact appearance.

“Stop.”

A bus stops at the sound of a voice targeting this direction.

They thoroughly and persistently verified the identities of the people on the bus.

And he lowered his head with a surprised face.

“Well, you were an Orthodox volunteer group. But why are you here? .”

“Of course, I’m here to volunteer.”

“Yes. But I heard that Brasov is coming in a week… ?”

“That was the original plan, but we had to change the schedule inevitably.”

Michael smiled bitterly and continued.

“There is a shortage of supplies due to frequent looting.”

“Ah… ! Well, you did. I am very concerned.”

“Phew, no. They were probably also refugees we were trying to help.”

“Yes… , it definitely is.”

“I’m quite tired after running a long way, so would you please let me in now?”

“Yes? Ah, yes! sorry. We will open the door right away.”

Eventually, with a signal being transmitted, the gates of the city that were tightly blocked open.

The bus moves forward again.

The situation in the city I entered was quite different from other places.

Well-maintained roads, clean buildings, and even the liveable expressions of the people.

The bus arrived a week later and was about to arrive in front of the hotel where we were planning to stay.

“Nice to meet you, volunteer group.”

A group of people came to visit the volunteer group.

Middle-aged men dressed in suits that are quite neat but show signs of passage of time.

The most impressive person among them was the man in the lead.

A glimpse of whitish gray hair peeks through the combed hair.

Eyes full of energy and large nose and lips.

The name of the man who gives off an overall arrogant appearance is Viktor Vadim.

A fighting-spirited president who leads Romania, which is on the brink of ruin.

He bows his head respectfully towards the volunteer group.

“We would like to express our gratitude to those who took the difficult steps to show God’s mercy to Romania.”

It was right then.

Pak!

Quickly!

“… … ?!”

The energy of gluttony that had been buried deep in my stomach began to run wild.