My Villains Chapter 285
53. The Midnight Sun (4)
The main scenario of Chapter 5 in the game is to help Saint Abel defend the Monastery of Setenio.
But that Abel died. In terms of game, it’s like failing as soon as you get the main quest, or even before you get it.
…Damn what the hell
is this.
“- Shio. And I want you to keep silent for a while about what you witnessed. Isn’t it a bad time to announce the bad news?”
Lord Kabar led me out of the sanctuary, a bit dazed by Abel’s pointless death.
“Not only the brothers, but also the soldiers and followers will fall into despair. And if the king of death finds out about this… The
middle-aged knight of the cathedral, who stopped in the corridor connecting the sanctuary and the prayer room, glanced around. Despite the shocking event of the saint’s death, the monastery remained silent.
“Please do not pay attention to the words of the bishop. For a moment… your judgment seems to be clouded.”
“Even I, the bulwark of light, feel like a bulwark in my heart has collapsed. What about the old bishop?”
Come to think of it, right after Abel passed away, Bishop Hekabenko pointed at me and shouted something. I couldn’t listen to it because I wasn’t in a hurry.
“-kyung. Sir Phoenix’?”
“ah. Yes, I understand. Let’s keep quiet.”
“Thank you. And…
Lord Kabar chose his words for a moment and then asked a question with a thoughtful expression.
“What was it?”
“yes?”
“The thing that the saint handed over to you.”
“…Did you see that?”
“I am a cathedral knight. There’s no way I couldn’t feel that auspicious aura.”
Right before he died, Abel held my hand and handed me a certain ‘dream’.
I only felt the heat then, but the cathedral knight in front of me seemed to feel something different.
“What did you get? What revelation or realization? Or force’?”
I scratched my eyebrows at the desperate question and opened my mouth.
“Before that, please explain.”
“What do you mean?”
“The story that the Holy Son foresaw my visit. You called me a black snake again, right? What kind of small grain is that?”
The cathedral knight, who had a strong impression, kept his mouth shut as if he was in trouble. Then, staring at this direction, he swallowed a dry spit before parting his lips.
“…a belated question, what is the purpose of coming to this monastery?”
“I have come to ask for help from the Holy Son.”
” help?”
“yes.”
The forbidden book of La Palais Palace, the Dark Knight, and Prince Ulkar flashed through my mind in order.
“There are things to find, enemies to block, and futures to know.”
“…that sounds like a mystery.”
“To put it simply, I wanted to ask the Holy Son about the path I should take in the future.”
“Right.”
Lord Kabar looked out of the corridor and gazed at the snowy wind for a moment.
“The Holy Son has the power of prophecy.”
“I know. Isn’t that a fact that everyone in the kingdom knows?”
“yes. However, those who know how to manifest that authority must be quite rare.”
“If it’s a way to manifest authority.”
“The Holy Son saw the future through a dream. Sometimes he prophesied by looking at specific scenes and sometimes by looking at abstract images.”
“So you’re saying he saw a black snake in his dream? Is that snake me?”
“I think so.”
The cathedral knight continued his speech with an unobtrusive face that suited him.
“He said that a serpent from far away would swallow the darkness. And as soon as I saw the sutra, I had a hunch that a black snake had come. It felt like a revelation.”
The black snake is the symbol of the Zahakar family. To be precise, the pattern of intertwined black and white snakes on a red background is the common crest of Zahakar and Baluin. Here, the black snake corresponds to Zahakar and the white snake corresponds to Baluin.
Also, the ‘Apostle of the End’ or ‘Blood-drinking Serpent’, which often invades my dreams, takes the form of a huge snake with black scales. And he called me his descendant.
Putting these points together, it was a fairly persuasive argument that the black snake symbolized me.
“Now it is your turn. What did the saint leave for you?”
“…I do not know.”
I narrowed my brows pretending to be worried.
I didn’t intend to tell the cathedral knight that it was a dimensional seal or a quasi-dimensional one, so I looked for words to cover it up.
“But after listening to Lord Kabar’s explanation, I can guess.”
“What if you guess?”
“Well, I’m embarrassed to say that it’s still just wild guesses. However, if you wait for a while, I wonder if what the Holy Son has arranged will be revealed.”
Sir Kabar patted his neatly grown beard and muttered, ‘The Holy Son arranged it…’ before sighing.
“Sounds like it needs a few days. right?”
“I don’t know if it will be a few days or a few months.”
“…Whatever the Holy Son has left, it will be a clue to defeat the darkness that hangs over the kingdom, or even Middle-earth. I beg you, Sir, do not take this lightly.”
“…yes. of course.”
“let’s go. I will guide you to the complex.”
In front of the sanctuary, I took my swordsman and went down the stone steps when I suddenly looked back.
In the midst of a blizzard, the shadow of the mountaintop covered the sanctuary. There was no one walking around, so even the ringed crosses towering here and there gave off a bleak atmosphere.
After engraving the scenery in my eyes for a while, I moved my steps along Lord Kabar.
The water complex was a small village consisting of four large communal houses and a few buildings attached to them.
Because of the undead army driven by the king of death, most of the people who lived in the complex were armed and guarding the outer wall. So only about forty of these men, now powerless to fight, were left here with chickens and goats.
The group of us unpacked in a large communal house located in the center of the complex.
The tenement house was a three-story stone building, with about a dozen rooms on each floor. It was a space for those who hid in the monastery to escape the world, so it was frugal overall and somehow gave off a feeling like a gosiwon.
However, thanks to the consideration of the party, my room on the 3rd floor was three or four times larger than the other rooms. According to Lord Kabar, it was a room for high-ranking monks… but it was the same with stinky oil candles and a bed filled with silver grass.
Returning to the room, as soon as I took off the plate armor, I called Heila and Utequai Confair into the room. Since the moment I entered the jar, Mungchi had been right next to me, so I didn’t need to call him out.
“The saint has passed away.”
The outburst of words had no repercussions.
Standing against the wall with arms folded, U Tequai had a grim face, and Heila, perched on the bed, blinked her eyes. The veteran conspirator at the table next to me drooled and quenched my throat with water, and a bundle of hamstrings draped over my thighs said, ‘What is that?’ He just squatted my arms with a smile on his face.
“They say Luke, the king of death, did it.”
“Then Nari. The fact that he said he would cross over the Bay of Blades and return to Mittergerant…
Conwyer questioned me by bringing up the story of my encounter with Luke in the rat man’s lair. I shrugged and answered.
“Now that we have achieved the desired result, it could be that we really want to go back, or it could be a lie. He’s the kind of guy who’s willing to lie for my own gain.”
“If you’re lying, do you mean you cheated?”
“okay. Well, this is just an assumption… but maybe he lied to get me into this monastery. Except for the entrance, all sides of this place are cliffs, so it’s perfect for locking up and defeating it, right?”
When Confair’s expression turned serious, I shook my hand.
“Don’t worry too much. Even if the saint passed away, the priests and cathedral knights are still alive, and the cliffs are everywhere, so it is advantageous for defense. If we add a hand here, Luke will have no choice.”
Confair nodded in agreement, and this time Heila opened her mouth.
“Are you going to stay here?”
“for now. The Holy Son left me something right before his death… I think I should check what it is and move on.”
In fact, since the scenario of Chapter 5 has been disassembled in the air, it is a situation where it is difficult to know what to do right now. As Lord Kabar said, if what Abel left behind was a ‘revelation’, it might help my judgment.
When I summarized what happened with Abel and these thoughts, all my colleagues seemed to agree.
“Then, wouldn’t it be better to join the defense of the outer wall while we’re here?”
Confair expressed his opinion cautiously.
“It would be good to have your hands and feet aligned in advance in case of an emergency.”
“Hmm, that’s true, but… let’s move on for today. Everyone had a hard time making it through the blizzard, so you should rest.”
As I was about to finish my words, I recalled the scene I had witnessed in front of the communal house earlier and smiled bitterly.
“Of course, that doesn’t mean you should look around like a tourist. Tell them to rest around here so that they don’t run around and get hit.”
It was so strange that they came to the sacred ground of Gwangmyeong Bridge, and the mercenaries under his command were snooping around the capital complex like high school students attending a retreat. It’s been a while since the battle broke out, so I’m just worried that there will be a fight with the clergy and believers.
“Oh and the youngest ones? I don’t think I saw it on the way.”
“It looks like it fell asleep right away. It was a pretty harsh schedule for new mercenaries, right?”
“is it.”
Only Sheah, who had lived as a nun in the royal capital for several years, and Goll, who served as a pasture in the large city of Lianwell, were not so worried because there would be nothing new about the monastery landscape. However,
“Cavas is a complete country boy. It seems like I’m going around here and there just out of curiosity. His stamina is subtly good, so he doesn’t look very tired.”
“Since the last accident, Donnell has been watching with his eyes on. Don’t worry too much.”
Utequai, who had been silent, smiled and added.
“There is no time to wander around Cavas. Practice Nabuk with me.”
“Nabuk? today?”
“right. Cabas is small and light, but tastes good. It makes funny noises.”
“…Do you really have to laugh so sinisterly? A little creepy.”
“Uh-huh-”
I shook my head and broke the meeting. I was thinking of going to bed very early today.
How many minutes have passed since I closed my eyes?
I stepped into a quasi-dimensional world of dreams.
I was like a god here, I could do anything I wanted. I was able to vividly recall a moment in my memory, and with a little effort, it was possible to materialize what I had imagined.
It was also possible to get a glimpse of the dream handed down from Saint Abel.
The old man stood in a field of golden wheat.
He looked east. It was a dark night with no sun or moon, but he instinctively knew that it was in the east.
A black snake crawls. A huge snake hissing its red tongue.
The snake coiled around the monastery and the sun rose in the dark night sky for a while.
Under the sun, in the snake’s arms, the monastery was safe.
The west, where the sun rose, was divided into black shadows and wheat fields.
In the wheat field sat a young lion. It was a lion with a silver mane that contrasted with the golden color of the wheat field.
The lion roared loudly. And soon it was tinged with shadows.
The shadow that swallowed even the brightly shining lion quickly covered the wheat field.
The old man turned his head again.
A light like that of the lion shone faintly in the distance.
“O 99
At that moment, the mood of the dream changed completely.
In a space full of symbols, a person appeared in front of me with an intense close-up, as if to look closely at this.
It was a small girl with a silver halo. A girl who barely showed her face in a cramped nun’s uniform at the age of Ellen’s.
I looked at the bright blue eyes that somehow felt familiar in the silvery halo. Those eyes also looked at me.
The dream is over.
“lily-!”
As soon as I opened my eyes, I raised my upper body. It was at that moment that chubby Esson burst through the door.
“lily!”
“What is going on?”
“It is undead!”
The usual relaxed and optimistic mood could not be found on Esson’s face.
“Undead?”
“An undead army.”
He groaned and trembled his lips.
“He has come. The king of death!”
I jumped out of bed like lightning and got up.
