Chapter 158 – Chapter 158 ― Second Coming of the Saint (2)
Episode 158 ― Second Coming of the Saint (2)
The rumble grew louder and louder.
When the old man glared at the crowd with his bloody eyes, the priests who noticed them started to shut up.
Thanks to that, Roan’s voice could be heard more clearly.
“The Laurecian religion of Merde is rotten. She suppressed the saint who conveyed the will of the Goddess nearby, and tried to manipulate it at will. You guys even tried to instigate a war, regardless of the lives of people dying to play politics among you.”
“You don’t have to listen! What are you doing!”
At the old man’s roar, the knights moved towards Roan in unison. But no one could get close to him.
“You’re cheeky.”
Roan had never unfolded before,
The terrifying ‘overwhelm’ revealed its power.
“Big… , Whoa!”
“Kuh…”
Groans of vomiting blood were heard from all directions.
Two of the knights who received Roan’s ‘overwhelm’ from the front actually vomited blood and fell to the ground.
The old man sat down as if his breath was choking.
“You were so blinded by politics that you planned to manipulate even the human king? So did he drive the saintess to limb? Since that doesn’t go your way, did you imprison her saint this time?”
A lie mixed with some truth is effective.
Everyone knew that the pope had an eye for politics.
It is also openly known that the saintess disappeared along with the order’s knight commander and elite knights to do dangerous things.
And everyone knows how much the pope, the old man in splendid clothes sitting there, always looked down on her saintess.
‘I’m locked up?’
‘Are you driving me to limb? Was she going to kill her?’
Let the confused people breathe a little,
The first thought that came into their minds was doubt.
Those who did not know the circumstances were confused about what the pope was up to.
Those in the know were confused about how this confidential information, which was less than 10 minutes old, was known to the outside world.
Roan pointed at the pope, who was still on his knees, breathing heavily.
“Did the goddess tell me to wear those clothes? A guy who doesn’t care about the lives of other beings worships the goddess of life? While filling my stomach, I wear clothes like a king.”
‘No. It’s not different, but it looks more luxurious than my clothes as the emperor.’
Roan looked down at the old man who was glaring at him, as if he had come to his senses now.
“Liberate her saintess.”
It was then.
“Here you are. Stop it.”
A clear voice with a calm tone was heard.
**
Roan fell asleep standing up.
As he said.
Helen calmed her embarrassment.
She also said that when she met the goddess in her dream, she was imbued with great power.
Helen, who could feel her divine power, felt as if she would be swept away by a storm.
It seemed that Roan’s body was condensed and swirling with tremendous power.
She said, ‘She might be the Goddess’ representative after all.’
Helen smiled involuntarily, closed her eyes, and raised her prayers.
Her pure divine power she felt from him was still less than Helen’s, but above all, she had a strong vitality and she was holy.
Helen admired the arrangement of the goddess who shared the power through her demon king.
The garden is so quiet that you can hear the occasional spring breeze rustling through the leaves.
Helen, leaning against the wall of her shed, staring at Roan and listening to her, trembled in surprise.
A distant rattling sound began to be heard.
Helen knows what that sound is for.
Where they are now,
It is the sound of the handcarts of the deacons coming to get the firewood from the warehouse where the firewood is stored.
Even in spring, firewood runs out around this time.
“Ah…”
Helen’s eyebrows drooped in the shape of an eight.
Embarrassed.
Her owner told her to wake herself up if anything happened to her and she would wake up without delay.
However, as she reached out to Roan, Helen withdrew her hand after a brief hesitation.
The explosive power she felt from him.
He is now
He must be meeting the Goddess.
Meeting her Goddess was one of the few blessings in Helen’s life.
Gracious time.
It wasn’t just because Helen was a believer in the Goddess Church.
She meets a being on a different level than herself,
Hearing her advice, she receives warm encouragement.
It’s not uncommon for such a coincidence to change someone’s life.
If it wasn’t for the words of the goddess, she wouldn’t have cooperated with the demon king either, and in the end, she wouldn’t have served her master like she is now.
After thinking for a while, Helen made up her mind.
‘Even if it means breaking the order, this is something that shouldn’t be interfered with.’
Master is wise
That she didn’t betray
She will also understand why she made this choice.
And she’ll find her wayward self and give her sweet punishment someday.
The Church won’t kill me.
Because no one is as strong as me.
As long as he is alive, he can return to his master at any time.
Helen smiled uncharacteristically for a moment and pressed the button on her transformation tool.
A chilly spring night.
The two deacons, who were grumbling and moving the handcart because they had run out of firewood for the priest’s house, were startled by the sudden approaching figure.
“Who, who are you?”
“That’s me. Helen. I am back.”
Realizing that her face was still hidden in the darkness, Helen took a few steps toward the moonlit backyard of the rectory.
It was only then that the look on the faces of the two subtitles, which hesitantly stepped back, leaving the handcart behind, filled me with astonishment.
“Hey, Helen!”
“Oh my god! Are you alive! Goddess, thank you!”
One of hers ran up to her and grabbed the hem of her dress, while the other knelt down and called out to the goddess.
Helen put her finger to her lips.
“Shh, isn’t it time for the priests to sleep?”
“Ah, that’s right…”
The subtitles looked at each other with troubled faces. It was only natural that if the sleep of the sky-like priests and knights was disturbed, the fire would fall.
They admired the saintess’ benevolence for such things for the first time in a long time.
“Helen. We must report to the Pope immediately.”
“How did you come back?”
Guided by the hands of the deacons,
Helen smiled vaguely and headed deep into the rectory.
In an instant, there was an uproar.
The urgent news of Helen’s return made the high-ranking priests stand up.
“Helen came?!”
The old man, wearing a mistress and having a good dream, forgot to even glar at the awake secretary and screamed at her in alarm.
His expression contorted like a demon.
“How!”
It was around the fall of last year that the telecommunications office, which had occasionally communicated until just before crossing the northern mountain range, suddenly stopped.
There was no news that anyone had returned.
It was a pity that he lost the knight commander who listened well because he was moderately greedy.
If he had saved the princess, taking care of the Merde family would not have been a dream. It was also disappointing.
But Helen, who was at least a thorn in her eye, was gone. That alone could comfort the pope.
She, her saintly woman, could not be publicly driven to her limb. She was a link to the princess, and with her smooth face, she was supported by both the nobility and the people.
Because it is a church that values life, the Order of the Holy Knights cannot be recklessly sent to the battlefield. So I couldn’t even get rid of her on the pretext of her war.
However, to the pope, with unprecedented holy power, she was nothing more than a dangerous explosive to handle.
Whenever,
If only she wanted
The saintess is put to the test and she can be crowned pope.
Then she headed to the land of her demons to rescue her ‘voluntarily’ her friend, the princess. No news is good news. There are few ways to kill her saintess, but you just have to find a way to take control of her royal family.
The pope’s dragonfly, from which the largest thorn was pulled out, has recently been very sweet.
“Come down quickly.”
The secretary just followed the pope with an expressionless face. The pope nervously lifted the cloak that had been draped beside him and placed it loosely on his shoulder.
The pope, who came down to the first floor of the rectory, found a beauty with sky-blue hair that he did not want to see even in his dreams.
Knights were already surrounding Helen faster than the priests.
“Who is the captain?”
“Helen, how did you get back?”
“What happened? Why are you so late?”
Words that sound like worries at first glance.
But Helen sensed their bitterness.
‘Is it like this?’
The Temple of Life, which had been away for more than half a year,
Now it doesn’t look the same as before.
Helen was saddened.
The Paladins know that Helen has no greed for her position.
If Bondi, it would be Helen, her sub-captain, who would fill the captain’s absence, but someone must be held accountable for this failed plan. That would be Helen, her sole survivor.
If that happens, she will have the title of captain or vice-captain.
All will be newly elected.
You don’t have to be labeled as a temporary worker like you are now.
On an unexpected occasion,
The knights’ eyes were glistening with greed.
“Helen, are you okay? How did you escape? I’m glad you’re back.”
There are only a couple of people who really care about her. The facial expressions they make are different from others.
Helen weakly exchanged eye contact with the two nearby knights and her priests.
‘No one is interested in what the Goddess meant or what we went for and how it turned out.’
Helen felt sorry for the goddess.
When it is not enough to prevent war,
A church created to bring Grunent out of the middle of enemy lines in order to instigate a war and gain power.
People blinded by power.
Those who turned their eyes away from those who were trampled upon.
The doctrine of the Goddess is no longer here.
Rather, there were times when piety could be seen from the demons who were loyal to the demon king.
There was a time when I felt a sense of divinity in the demon king who was trying to prevent a war with humans.
It may be inevitable that the power of the Goddess dwells in him.
“What kind of commotion is this?”
“The Pope.”
“Where did you go and show that face now? Helen.”
“Sorry.”
I am always a sinner when I come here.
With her head down, Helen smiled bitterly.
The pope, glaring at her saintess with her disgruntled face, looked around.
“What a mess. No matter how sudden the return may be, it is only used by driving her saintess into a frenzy like this. For now, leave all but the captain of the knights, the deputy vice-captain, and the high priests. The Templars take Helen to her conference room…”
Helen bit her lip.
Her Pope will probably imprison her.
He interrogates her and—.
The same process of her old days will be repeated again to bring her back to her past.
Listen well,
Not resisting,
In order to create a ‘saint’ who would follow anything.
Helen closed her eyes tightly.
Thinking she would do anything for her master.
But her master was competent.
Because Helen didn’t have to put up with her pain.
— The imprisoned saintess! Let it out!
A voice from afar.
Helen opened her eyes.
That charming voice with power,
It belongs to the one she loves.
Helen struggled to hide her smile.
The turmoil that surrounded her Helen suddenly subsided. In her silence, the only thing that opened her mouth was the pope, who frowned.
“… What are you saying?”
“I am sending the saintess away.”
The secretary standing next to him answered in a mechanical voice. It was the answer the pope wanted, but the pope didn’t seem to like it.
“What bullshit? That is.”
The Pope quickly glared at the saintess.
Calm expression.
‘There’s a gang.’
The king’s envoys returned from the armistice. She said that even the princess was brainwashed.
There is no guarantee that Helen will be fine.
All sorts of calculations ran through my senile brain.
Who sent her here?
Her military forces found her on her borders?
Is it the royal family trying to take advantage of her saint?
Did the princess still have support?
But Roan didn’t give him time to think.
— Liberate her saint!
The Pope frowned.
Rumors began to circulate as if we had imprisoned her for a long time.
Scandal is a good prey for any side that tries to keep the pope in check.
Conjecture, ‘Didn’t she force her saintly woman to her limbs?’ And ‘I heard that she imprisoned her saintly woman?’ Are different in weight.
‘I’ll have to see her face.’
The eyes hidden between the pope’s wrinkled eyelids shone brightly.
After catching and asking which faction it is, find a way to respond before the sun rises.
The political judgment that has kept the Popeship for 30 years is not coming from a stupid head.
His judgment and execution were always quick.
“Hold Helen.”
The Pope went out with his secretary, priests, and escort knights.
Soon the rectory was quiet again.
The few remaining knights tried to grab Helen, but Helen spoke softly.
“I want to know what’s going on. I am not going anywhere.”
‘Charisma’ stabbed their gaps.
