Episode 117
“…damn it.”
before regression.
I crossed countless lines of fire and killed demons at random.
No matter how desperately we try, the fate of mankind, which has swelled up so much, was seldom hopeful, but we can’t stand still.
so it moved
Even if there was no hope, I had to move.
Because that was a promise I made to myself over and over again after losing countless of my precious people.
It was the same at first that day.
I killed the demon and went in search of the next one.
It was a day that should have started and ended like that.
But that day.
-I need your help now, Walpurgis.
Then there was
Unfortunately, a problem arose that I hadn’t even thought of.
* * *
“Heh heh.”
The butler put his hands behind his back and smiled leisurely.
It seemed like he was doing it because he was happy, and in a way, he seemed to be half liberated.
“You’re liberated, young boy.”
The butler said as if he had even read my thoughts.
Something filled with dog shit-like melancholy was especially unsuitable for the butler.
“What else will happen this time? I’ve decided to put my mind at ease now about what the young master would wake up to and get involved in.”
“are you okay. It won’t be a big deal.”
“Hmm, I understand. You’re saying it’s going to be quite a big deal.”
The butler nodded as if he had attained a great realization.
Lian, who was walking quietly beside him, said as if he understood.
“Afterlife is always a series of hardships. You have to endure it.”
The two say such things with expressions that wouldn’t be strange even if they wrote a will right away.
It’s ridiculous.
“No, this time, there really won’t be any big deal? Even if there was, there wouldn’t be such a threatening situation.”
“…Are you saying it’s that dangerous? Oh, I should have left a will.”
“….”
How the hell can you understand my words to come to this conclusion?
“If anyone sees it, I think it’s like a plague where incidents break out wherever I go, right?”
“…Wasn’t it?”
“Wasn’t it?”
At the same time, they both spoke to me.
[I thought so?]
Set, why are you doing that again?
It was ridiculous, so I looked at the three in turn, but the confident expression is resentful.
Since returning, he has been running endlessly for the future of the world.
Well, actually, it’s not wrong at all.
‘The third grave and Mayril.’
According to my thoughts, Meylil will definitely show up.
This tomb is the only Asar arrangement she knows.
Originally, I would have tried to approach the tomb a little faster, but I couldn’t touch it because the series of mistakes would have been quite big.
Meiril herself suffered considerable internal injuries and lost many of the men she had scattered throughout the continent.
I didn’t do anything during the time I was managing Draculion’s estate.
He constantly monitored Mayrille.
When Meiril showed signs of doing something, he intervened.
In the process, it wasn’t as big as Kyoguk and Draculion, but he also made a decent amount of income.
Of course, right now, Mayril must be in a state of being angry.
I think you want to get rid of me right now.
However, they are not acting hastily because they know that it is not easy to do so.
“But even if you do missionary work, why do you want to do it in the same place? If you look at the church on the imperial side there, there are overflowing people who can’t break their heads.”
“Then we have to go further.”
“…hmm?”
“Because they are serving an imaginary god that they don’t even exist.”
At my words, Lian’s expression changed to even more incomprehensible.
“So the people of Gerton are heretics? Isn’t that too arrogant? God is not something that can be easily defined.”
“That’s right.”
In the first place, I don’t have such a big idea about God.
Even if you believe in and follow a being other than a god recognized by the empire, it is considered meaningful if the meaning is pure and righteous.
yes if that makes sense
Isn’t there something valuable in the gods created by humans?
but.
“The problem is that the ‘imaginary god’ isn’t leading people in the right direction.”
“…So, is it a matter of doctrine?”
“yes.”
It is said that the god that Gerton enshrines governs ‘correct answers’.
It gives answers to those who serve and gives advice on the direction of life.
Route (Route)
The name of the god that Gurten serves.
“However, it is strange that he is an imaginary god. In the first place, the Priests of Gerton actually receive power. Isn’t that divine power?”
“It’s divine power.”
“Then, isn’t it possible to say that he is a real god?”
“If that god is really the ‘Route’ they believe in, then it must be so.”
“…yes?”
The butler’s expression became even more incomprehensible.
Of course, the butler’s question is correct.
Even though Root is an imaginary god, the reason why people still believe in and serve him is because there is evidence.
Root’s followers seek answers.
For example, let’s say there are paths A and B, and a deadly trap lies on one of them.
Followers of the route can know which direction is safe among them.
That’s why Root’s followers act as guides for many adventurers on the continent as ‘guides’.
“That is strange. Root religion is a religion with a long history, even if there are not many of them. Does it make sense that so many followers have not even known the identity of their god?”
“Possible enough. That’s what religion is all about.”
Shinhwa is inevitably divided into numerous branches along the same source.
For example, Asar’s Tomb.
In a broader sense, the guardians of the tombs of each place could also be called lower-level gods, differentiated from the god ‘Asar’.
if anyone praises them.
“There are not a few gods created that way, butler. There are cases where the faith of some small peoples on the continent is born that way.”
“…Uhm.”
It may have started from a misunderstanding that wasn’t even funny at first.
But one thing is clear.
The source of God called ‘Root’ belongs to the existence I know.
Asar.
great first god.
And if you dig deeper, the reality of that route is probably… ….
‘Asar’s tomb.’
Of course, I can’t explain that to the butler, so I won’t say more.
[…] …It feels strange that his arrangements are intertwined with matters large and small.]
Set looked around me and made a displeased expression.
The butler seemed to have gathered his thoughts and asked me again.
“Then, the Bocchan is going to Gerton…Is it to expose the true nature of the root?”
“Okay. I don’t mean to.”
“…yes?”
“lets think. If the god they’ve been worshiping for hundreds of years is actually an imitation of another god, will Root’s followers accept it?”
“Uh um…I don’t think so.”
“yes. That’s why I said ‘mission’.”
Doctrine is recommended, but not forced.
I have no intention of denying the Root Church, which has taken root in Girten.
In the first place, I don’t really believe in the absoluteness of God.
‘If I believe it, it’s like admitting that I can’t deal with demons.’
I continued.
“If the will of those who serve the root is right, there is no reason to criticize it as wrong.”
“Hmm, so what if that’s the wrong meaning?”
“Ask something obvious.”
A no-brainer question.
I remembered for a while.
What happened in Gertten before the return. And what were the results of that? ….
haha.
A cold smile was formed.
“You have to turn everything upside down.”
without leaving a single one.
* * *
Girton.
A god well known on the continent.
A small kingdom known as the sacred ground of the Route and a resting place for guides.
There.
“What are you talking about, Warchief!”
Senior guide Kum shouted that there were only ten people on the route.
“You accept her! What’s more, you’re going to enter the Holy Land… ….”
“It is necessary.”
The Warchief of Gerton answered in a calm voice.
At those words, Kum frowned.
a calm voice?
no no
That’s mesmerizing.
The best senior, who needs to find the right answer more than anyone else, is obsessed with something.
The great warchief who once brought Gutten to prominence.
There is no need to think deeply about who the source of this situation is.
‘The woman!’
A mysterious woman who suddenly came to me a few months ago.
I should have thrown him away when he first approached me wearing a sinister sheepskin.
“It’s not possible! There has never been a single case in history where foreigners have been admitted to the Holy Land. Didn’t she even take an oath! No respect whatsoever… …”
“She said she didn’t want to. Then that was it.”
“I can’t understand!”
I protested desperately.
If the warchief’s wishes are followed here, the long-standing legitimacy that has protected Gurton will collapse.
Wasn’t the warchief’s condition normal in the first place?
‘It was wrong from what I heard.’
a few months ago
A woman who suddenly visits Gerton.
Calling herself the Chosen Guide, the woman naturally approached the warchief.
“…Listen, Kom.”
And now, in the warchief’s eyes, the vertigo of the past was no longer even visible.
The warchief said, looking at him with endlessly blurred eyes.
“I tried endlessly. Endless to build a girth a wise route upon a rock… …”
“Warchief…“
But what has changed. In the end, we couldn’t get out of the small kingdom level. You guys said I was excellent, but even I, who was excellent, was not enough to surpass the stronghold of the religious kingdom.”
The warchief laughed, giggling with a face covered in embarrassment.
“But what about her! showed us the future! As she said, if the god in the Holy Land is released, surely a lot will change!”
‘iced coffee….’
Kom closed his eyes tightly.
complex.
I knew right away that the terrible feeling was eating away at the warchief little by little.
But I never thought it would be this much.
It was festering to such an extent that I couldn’t see the obvious… ….
‘It’s my fault.’
You should have been aware of the warchief’s situation in advance and prepared for it.
No matter how much the warchief struggled, he had to protect his self-esteem when he realized that he had a limit.
…Although it was already too late.
“Warchief, this does not mean the future you dreamed of will come! this is wrong… …”
“You’re over-the-top, Kun!”
The warchief glared at him.
“How can a person who serves the root be so afraid of change! Isn’t it because we have taken a negative attitude that we are left as mere guides!”
“Warchief! Root never wanted to stand on top of anyone!”
“Shut up! My decision this time is the future of Gurten, and following Root’s will! Get away!”
cooong!
The warchief reacted violently and slammed the armrest violently.
“If you talk about nonsense anymore, you will lose your qualifications as an advanced guide!”
“…iced coffee.”
Kom closed his eyes tightly.
The warchief has no intention of changing his mind.
After all, he himself cannot prevent the sinister woman from approaching the Holy Land.
Kom left his heartache behind and went outside.
Damn it is a clear sky.
Contrary to Gerton’s future.
Contrary to that clear sky, Gerton’s legitimacy and pride were collapsing… ….
“What the hell should I do…He
trudged along, unable to hide his misery.
The holy place seen from afar.
A great tomb that existed from a very long time ago.
From an early age he had been instructed in the importance and sanctity of the Holy Land.
I was constantly educated on the mission of leading travelers as a correct guide.
‘…If only I could get the cooperation of the hero who was chosen by the religion.’
The strength and justification of a warrior have already been accumulated over a long period of time.
But he shook his head.
No matter how much it was, it didn’t seem like the hero would cooperate with the other religion himself.
Even more so if the warchief was in the current situation where he unconditionally vomited his feelings of inferiority toward the kingdom.
when I was so groaning.
“…hmm?”
Kom’s gaze went somewhere.
and.
“…!”
His eyes widened.
It is so bright that it can be seen even from a distance.
‘Please don’t… …!’
As far as he knows, there is only one being that exhibits this level of power.
“Yo hero!”
Great mage who transcends by regression
