Episode 246:
The Western City of the Fallen Empire.
Roban Halta.
Rovanhalta, which was a large city destroyed by the war between dragons and demons, is now in ruins.
Roban Halta, which had turned into ruins, was occupied by the military barracks of the Imperial Army.
A shield nestled in one of them.
“Junis Earl Romatby.”
“What.”
Junice Earl Romatby.
The saintess of the shield god lifted her head at the sound of her name being called without tying her shoelaces.
“The Saint of Lactus is calling.”
The woman who came looking for him was a player he had encountered on the battlefield not too long ago.
One of the knights that Ailee has been raising for a while now in recognition of her ability.
“Why is that bitch? If you have something to say, ask Ji to come. Where should I come from?”
“He knew you were going to say that, so he told me to share these words with you.”
“what.”
“I know you met him.”
“…a foxy bitch. Guide me.”
They don’t know that by talking about him, they mean Colius.
Between Junice and Ailee, there was only one person who could be described as him.
Because there was only Colius.
Seruk.
After removing the cloth from the military barracks, you can see a saintess sitting in the seat of honor.
It seems that he is quite busy, and he seems to be having a strategy meeting with other generals, but when she appears, he gets up from his seat and goes out of the barracks.
Junice, who snorted and sat down, crossed her legs and crossed her arms.
“Why did you call me?”
As usual, Ailee asked with a look full of worldly worries.
“What did you talk about when you met him?”
“There is no obligation to report it to you. If you think that because this is an empire and you are a saint, you can do anything with that kind of attitude, you are very mistaken.”
Junis growled and spoke as usual, but with minimal patience.
Originally, the double desire should have come out already.
Because Ailee is more like an enemy than an enemy, she knew better than anyone else.
“Junis. I’m saying this because this is the Empire and I’m a saint of Lactus, but he’s a high-terrorist who is guilty of attempting to assassinate the emperor. Just because you met him, there are several people in the empire who will arrest you.”
“If you’re going to talk nonsense, do it to the idiots playing on your proud tongue. You’re a saint and those idiots praise you, so you might think you’re a real saint, but you and I are just murderers.”
“…isn’t it the same for you?”
“therefore. Am I shutting up?”
Ailee sighed and shook her head and touched her forehead.
“If there is anything you want to ask, just ask.”
Whirik.
widely.
Ailee, who reflexively caught something that Junice threw from her arms, recognized that it was a folded letter.
Junice left the barracks and Ailee opened the letter and read it.
“Be short…”
One sentence was written in the letter.
La Vie En Rose.
* * *
Three days later.
capital of the empire.
Inside the restaurant that says La Vie En Rose.
Callius and Fatalite sat down together and sliced steak.
Both of them had great dignity and good looks, and in an instant, a large crowd gathered.
Aristocrats glanced at each other, and the players outside the window could not enter the expensive restaurant and snooped around taking screenshots.
and after a while
A woman with pink hair swayed in front of them and sat down.
The Saint of Lactus.
Ailee glanced at Fatalite and sat down in front of Colius.
“What is the purpose of calling me?”
After wiping his mouth with a napkin, Callius put the tableware down and looked at Ailee.
“It’s been a while since I saw you, and you’re pretty cool.”
“You are the one who showed stinginess by bringing an outsider to a place you haven’t seen in a long time.”
“You are good at talking about being stingy. The same goes for you who brought an outsider.”
Although invisible to the eye, they are not aware that there are windows of the empire that are peeking at opportunities from far away from the restaurant.
The atmosphere calmed down upon their meeting, and Colius introduced Fatalite to her, who was eating.
“Greetings Fatalite. She is a creative saint.”
“hello. I am a collection of swords. No, she is the saintess of the scabbard. Let’s try to get along well with the same saints.”
Ailee didn’t even look at Fatalite’s handshake.
“…Are you kidding me?”
“Half of it may flow in.”
“You are entering the empire so openly. In Empire you are a criminal. That, too, is the crime of attempting to assassinate the emperor.”
Even if it was only an attempt, pointing a sword at the emperor is itself a high treason, so originally, he should be arrested.
“The Emperor doesn’t seem to have such an intention.”
“Haa… You’d better go to the palace. The Emperor seemed to like you for some reason.”
As Colius said, the emperor has a crush on him for some reason.
Perhaps against his power.
“Emperor has a really wide bowl. I don’t think I would invite someone with a sword to their throat so easily.”
“So you are the emperor. It seemed like they were trying to keep you in the Empire somehow. The world is in full swing with your story… The Empire’s apostles are after your life.”
“Can I talk to you about that?”
“Because everyone knows this much…”
Ailee avoided Callius’ gaze.
Seeing this, Fatalite frowned as if in a bad mood.
“What is the purpose of calling me?”
“Because they are busy with each other, I speak directly. Ailee. What would it be like to be my apostle?”
“!?”
a sado
Are you serious?
He was making that face.
Ailee knows what an apostle is.
Because Ailee was the woman who received the oracle and summoned the apostle to the earth.
“…Are you serious?”
“I mean it.”
“Are there Emily’s intentions in that decision? If not, is it your decision?”
“It is my decision. Emily doesn’t know. But it’s not without her daughter’s influence. No matter what anyone says, you are my daughter’s mother. It’s good that blood and blood don’t have to blush.”
Ailee was genuinely surprised.
Isn’t it a story that he needed himself and thought about his relationship with Emily?
It was astonishing that that cold-blooded man would even think of such a thing.
“…you have changed.”
“Because the world has changed more than me.”
It was the change that Emily brought about.
But this is something she doesn’t know. She just thought it was strange and strange, and she gave an answer.
“I refuse.”
“The reason is.”
“I will take it on my own.”
Callius looked at Ailee for a moment.
Certainly much stronger than before.
The prayer itself is different.
It was only a few months ago when he was defeated and captured by himself, but that has changed.
He became strong enough to wonder if there was something else he didn’t know about.
However, that’s all.
How does it compare to Colliers? What if we face each other?
She will be a prisoner once again.
“We are different from them. Even if you die, you will not come back to life.”
He looked at the disparate players walking around outside the window and said.
those who do not die even if they die.
People who are so close and familiar.
However, they and themselves are clearly different beings. Immortality, which is natural to them, is not natural to us.
“I never once thought of this as a game. For me, here and there, everything is real. I always!”
thud!
“It was desperate.”
“Is Emily included in that desperate thing?”
“…of course.”
At Ailee’s back as she leaves.
Callis said nonchalantly.
“I need a holy spear.”
“…If you need my spear, you can take it by force.”
Ailee turned around and walked away.
Each step was heavy.
The back was cold.
Enough to swallow dry saliva without even realizing it.
However, what she feared did not happen.
Callius just let it go.
A long time after Ailee left.
Fatalite puckered her lips, upset at being so ignored.
“Why did you let it go? It was easy for me to take the holy spear by myself.”
Fatalite rose from her seat as if she could bring her holy spear right now.
But he said nothing.
did not order
Just stare at the plate on the table.
one word.
“I have no appetite.”
I woke up with only one word left.
* * *
Again and again.
The saintess’ gait was heavy as she walked down the street.
step by step. Every time she walked, the spears of the Empire followed behind her.
13 times 11 times 8 times 6 times 5 times 4 times 3 times.
The ever-growing Spear of the Empire. A number engraved on the fluttering cloak.
In addition, the crowds diverging like the path of Moses and the saintess’s robust expression were determined as if they were going straight to a battlefield.
Its appearance was majestic enough to impress even those who permeated it with a light heart.
Knights who run at the pinnacle of the empire.
The sight of them cutting through the crowds and advancing, led by the saintess, somehow lit a fire in the man’s heart.
Their march that no one seemed to be able to stop.
Other windows blocked it.
“It seems that the saints of the present age do not understand the will of God.”
Those who are called the apostles of God.
Among them, the man who is called the leader and took control of the apostles at once.
Bishop Jude.
“…what’s going on here.”
A bishop who has been endowed with powers beyond that of a saint.
Although they are clearly the mighty power of the Empire.
“I have come to fulfill the trust. But the saintess doesn’t seem to think so.”
“I just thought there was no need to scrape it to make a boil.”
“It’s a scratch and a boil. Ha ha ha ha ha!!”
Jude laughed for a long time.
like laughing at her.
“It’s just cleaning up the crumbs, so why worry about that? The saintess of this generation is very timid.”
“The Empire has many enemies, even if it is not him. Needless confusion can create anxiety in the people. Moreover, it is self-evident that Tusra, the capital city that can be called the pride of the empire, will be ruined if we fight with him here. I’m sure Bishop doesn’t know such an obvious reason.”
“Of course I know. However, more important than that is the will of God. dare!!”
bang!!
The floor hit by the spear cracked like a cobweb.
“I know God’s will, but I’m going to ignore it.”
“You say that you must achieve the death God wants while taking the lives of innocent people.”
“Of course. It’s for God. Even if innocent people lose their lives, this is because it was done while fulfilling God’s will, so they will not return to God’s bosom with joy. We mortals will eventually return to the arms of the gods no matter what time it is. It’s just a little bit sooner.”
The saintess frowned at his stubbornness to speak.
“I can’t do that.”
“It smells like frightened milk from the mouth of the saintess who represents the god of the spear.”
“To sneer at someone who represents God is the same as ignoring God. Isn’t it? Bishop- Jude.”
“…”
Huuuuung-
A strong wind blew.
In the sky, a dragon was flying through the sky.
“You missed the opportunity to destroy the sinners by arguing with the saint.”
Bishop Jude passed by the saintess and spoke in a cool voice.
“You will definitely have to endure this sin later.”
“If it’s a sin, I’m willing.”
Jude snorted at the saintess who didn’t lose a word and led the bishops and disappeared in the direction the dragon flew.
Only then did the saintess look back, tighten her swaying eyes, and move forward again.
‘I have to become stronger than I am now.’
Kwaaaak.
Drops of blood flowed from his clenched fists.
“I can’t be dragged by circumstances any longer.”
I have hope.
The hope of being able to go back.
I have to go and say what I couldn’t say.
In order to do that, I had to become stronger than I am now.
“Saintess, we…”
“We do what we do.”
What the Imperial Spear should do.
It is only to rule out anything that threatens the Empire.
A war that is currently ongoing.
dragon war.
Putting an end to it is an urgent priority.
“I’m going to the battlefield.”
anyway.
‘Because he won’t die.’
