Episode 149 Give the pope orders (1)
The Holy Land To be precise, the pope’s search for heretics has become a massive undertaking.
As he did it with his mind, all over the Holy Land were busy dealing with the remnants of Proxia.
The Heretic Inquisition sent each of the Heretic Judges here and there, and allowed them to intervene in the life and death of the people under their judgment.
Well-known cities like Selonia and Gehel Silien were quite good because they had quite prestigious Inquisitors, but the outskirts were not.
It was because there were proper heretic judges, and there were also those who abused the people to the point of being like idiots.
“Please save me! We just wanted to live!”
A man dressed in the clothes of the Heretic Inquisition snorted at them as they shed tears and put their hands together.
“Don’t be ridiculous. When Proxia advanced, you opened the village gate without resistance? Just like these witches!”
He moved his hand and gave orders to the soldiers directly under the Judge.
“Kill everyone regardless of age or gender! It truly is a town of demons!”
At his command, the soldiers paused for a moment.
They also came from all over the world and went through training to become soldiers of the Holy Kingdom.
Even though it was an order, I couldn’t move easily at his words to kill even children and old people.
The man looking at the soldiers frowned.
“If you don’t want to be branded heretical, kill them. This is an order.”
The stigma of heresy.
Those who receive it cannot escape the pursuit of the Inquisition for the rest of their lives, and if caught, they will be tortured and killed.
In addition, not only his family, but also his hometown where he lived was visited by the interrogation.
It’s a visit, but it’s bullying openly.
They destroy the village, beat women for trivial reasons, talk about evil spirits, and set fire to the village.
I even got goosebumps all over my body when I thought that such cases, which I had seen occasionally while living in the Holy Land, would actually happen.
The soldiers bit their lips and swung their swords.
“Aagh!”
“Please save me… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
Blood splattered all over the village, and only the screams of adults and children resounded.
The man looked at him with satisfaction.
“Ah, this is something God will be pleased with. Gaia, our Lord, I have dealt with the heretic son’s village, so please grant me more power.”
In the midst of people dying, only a man was praying to God with a smile on his face.
* * *
Griaia asked Iriel for a private meeting.
Iriel, who was quite familiar with fighting together on the battlefield, immediately met her.
“Meet the saintess.”
“What is it?”
“…it’s because of the interrogation, not anything else.”
As she spoke, her hands were shaking with rage.
The people he loved so much are dying for no reason.
It’s to the point where I wonder if this is really Seongguk.
“An interrogation. You are referring to His Holiness’s orders.”
“you’re right. I have no way of knowing why he gave such an order, but I dared to ask for a favor, hoping that Iriel-sama would stop it.”
At her words, Iriel sighed.
“Whoa…”
She must have found someone she knew who had the power to stop the interrogation.
That is what she became as a saint.
To be honest, it’s true that you can stop this if you push yourself too hard.
Hana’s political world has a much more complicated and intense structure than she thinks.
If you stop here, the pope and other nobles will come running, saying that it is right, but if that happens, the power of the political world that has been built up will be cut off, and the inquisition will carry out the pope’s order as the inquisition.
Besides, more than anything, I was pushed out of the cause.
If the saintess interfered with the extremely religious act of judging the heretics, the saintess could have been visited by the Inquisition.
No matter how much Iriel was praised as the greatest saint of all time, it was impossible to intervene recklessly in the Pope’s blindfolded attack.
She shook her head.
“That seems difficult.”
Greia’s head bowed at the expected reaction.
“…Is that so…”
Even the last remaining hope is said to be difficult.
Griaia fell into a sense of helplessness she had never felt even on the battlefield.
There was nothing she could do now.
Unlike her, who took on all the roles of a saintess of the same age and was in charge of a part of the battlefield with excellent military power, she could only do support work.
Just looking at the current situation, it’s enough to have to come to ask to dry it, far from drying it.
Iriel suffered from helplessness as well.
The Pope’s search for heretics was so intense that even she could not move recklessly.
She knew that it would be more helpful to not move in the first place than to rush in without a plan, but the screams that came from time to time were hard to bear even for her.
‘In this situation, I just want to lean on you, Ray.’
* * *
Riding down the outskirts of the snowy mountains, Ray was able to set foot in the Holy Land.
I didn’t just walk past the summit, but walked around the outskirts and arrived at the place where Seongguk was also located in the outskirts.
Even though it’s not even my real hometown, I feel like I’m going to cry at the strong scent of my hometown.
There will be no proxia. If only the remaining troops are dealt with, the seongguk will walk on a solid road in the future.
I head to Selonia with a much lighter heart, but screams resonate throughout the village.
Ray frowned at him.
“What else? Are you a bandit?”
Even if you rob it, you have to rob the countryside like this.
Naturally, the footsteps moved.
Thinking that people were dying, he jumped out with the mana activated in his body.
Dust splashed on the ground and his model shot out.
Arriving in the village not long after, Ray was at a loss for words at the horrific scene unfolding in front of him.
“Kill! This town is heretical!”
“Aagh!”
“honey! Take the child and run away!”
I feel like I’m going to lose my mind to the various sounds I hear around me.
The people who were slaughtered by the trained soldiers gave their lives like stubble to protect their families even at that moment.
At first I thought they were the remaining soldiers of Proxia.
The mark of the Seongguk embroidered on the armor they were wearing was telling them that they were soldiers of the Seongguk.
His eyes narrowed coldly as he looked around.
Ray poured mana into it and spoke in a low voice.
“Stop.”
Even though it wasn’t a loud sound, everyone around him could hear him.
The daunting flow of mana drew all the eyes of the judges as well as the soldiers to him.
The man looked at the young man in front of him.
‘What a beggar.’
Seeing him in all rags, I couldn’t believe he was a saint.
It was because it was so different from the image of the saint he thought of.
“You bastard. If you value your life, go begging somewhere else.”
If Zeke had heard that, he would have had his neck cut off right away.
Ray smiled at him, revealing his teeth.
Let’s see this, so it seems that we haven’t figured out the situation yet.
He released the suppression of divine power that he had become accustomed to.
In an instant, divine power and mana began to explode from his body.
Quaaa-
His body trembled at the huge divine power that made cold sweat flow from his back.
“All of you… I can’t believe it…”
Although the Inquisitors belonging to the Inquisition had more power than nobles in some ways, it was nothing compared to the current saint.
He single-handedly defeated the Necromancer and the Bone Dragon, and although unknown, he also brought down the emerging giant force called Proxia.
A hero who could not be expressed even with the modifier of the strongest in history was not something that a single Inquisitor from the Inquisition could dare to receive.
When the high-density mana and holy power radiating from his body merged together, it took on a dark color like magic.
Its appearance is similar to the demons that black magicians summon.
The referee quickly knelt from his seat.
“I see you, Holy Son!”
Despite his appearance, Ray’s energy showed no sign of diminishing.
Rather, it seems that Mana has become more ferocious.
“Where to beg?”
“Hey… heck…”
As the density of mana increased, even breathing became difficult.
If he completely returned all the mana to the judge, he would have thought that he had risen to the user level, but he couldn’t accept it.
His mana density surpasses even the Bone Dragon’s peers.
Ordinary people could really die if they received it as it was.
Ray met him at eye level as he knelt down.
“Where do you belong?”
He speaks with dark blue mana covering his whole body.
The judge answered with difficulty.
“Inquisition…”
“What kind of fucking order is this madness?”
“Huh…! His Holiness the Pope…”
“You left the seat for a while and you turned the country into a mess.”
At his words, the soldiers as well as the people were frightened.
Who could curse the pope like that?
In a place where you are not looking, even the king curses, but in front of everyone, a saint curses the Pope.
A woman holding a child was encouraged by him and said,
“Saint! We swear to God we did nothing! But when they suddenly saw us, they shouted that we were heretics and started killing us…! Please… please stop this… If the Holy Son goes on like this, we will surely die.”
Starting with her words, the villagers added one word at a time.
“Please save me, saint!”
“In a situation where even I can’t trust you… The only thing we can trust right now is you…!”
“Even if it’s just the kids…”
Ray nodded at their crying cries.
“Do not worry. I’ll put my name on it and settle it.”
His affirmation eased the tension of the villagers.
As much as there were a few people whose legs were loose.
“Thank you!”
“Hey hey… Thank you so much, my saint.”
Ray, who gave warm eyes to the villagers, showed a miracle in changing his expression as soon as he turned his back on them.
He said, looking coldly at the judges and soldiers.
“Did you hear? That’s what I said in my name. I have no mistakes or anything like that. If you want to die, it’s good to try once, but you won’t die in peace.”
In short, it is an extremely sound saying that if you don’t want to fall behind, do well.
“Ha, it is the order of His Holiness the Pope… We can’t act recklessly…”
He nodded at the judge’s words.
That makes a lot of sense.
said Ray, looking around at the judges and soldiers.
“that’s right. We cannot disobey the orders of His Holiness the Pope.”
At his words, the people made faces of despair, and the judges looked like they had found hope.
“Then…!”
As he was about to say something, Ray grinned sinisterly.
“So, if you’re going to follow the pope’s orders, you’d rather be killed by me right here.”
