Count Scribe's Tutor

A swirling sword.

Ferda frowns upon seeing this.

"Is that a living armor?"

A magical object possessed by evil spirits in the armor of warriors.

The one who used to look straight at me when I was a hunter. So at first I thought it was Living Armor or Weapon. But it wasn't.

"I don't feel Maggie."

A monster or beast can sense a different energy from humans. On Earth, it was called the Qi of Qi.

However, I can't feel Maggie in your sack.

Report to the intruder.

Then I heard a voice again.

I'm warning you one last time.

The sword is much stronger and closer than before.

I'm not giving you any time to think.

Ferda sighs.

Leave this place immediately.

I listened to his dry voice and looked around with cold eyes.

All four black surrounding the area.

The number of armor, helmets and shields was the same.

Then I noticed one strange thing.

Why is the shield at the back? ’

Common sense suggests that the shield was with the sword, or had to be ahead of it. This shield is used to prevent enemy attacks.

And they're at the rear?

It looks pretty sturdy at first sight.

‘In this case · · · · · · · · · ·. ’

When I postponed it from a long experience, I had a hunch.

Let's give it a try.

If not, just death.

Signal a voice repeating like a parrot.

Pa 'at

He crashes the ground.

Perda climbs up the wall in no time to get to where his shield is.

You pull the shield down and turn it upside down. There's a glittering blue orb.

It was Manastone.

Qajik!

My fist was faster than I thought.

Is it because of Mana's attack?

Manastone is so fragile that it breaks. And then something amazing happened.

One of your swords fell to the ground.

The armor and helmet were then rolled around the floor.

"Bingo."

As expected, this is the main body. Ferda grins.

Once you know how to defeat them, you are wasting your time before exploring. Ferda immediately turns and aims for the next shield.

However, when the battle broke out, he wasn't easily defeated either.

Detect hostility from intruders.

Eliminate the enemy.

A fierce blow strikes from all sides.

There were a few short moments, but it was not a good time to say it was dangerous. You didn't actually sweat a drop.

Tuk

The last remaining blade falls to the ground.

A battle that ended so quickly. But Ferda was somewhat odd.

"I'm really short on magic."

Half the magical power flew away just because we fought like this. It wouldn't even have been an appetizer if it was in its heyday.

He sighs, realizing that his body is weak.

"Practical, but I need to work on my magic."

We can't eat Commander's Herb. We'll have to find another way.

With a decision, Ferda turns away. No more distractions. The light is also on in the basement, so we can relax and find the "Eyes of the Moon."

"Let's see."

In a novel, an old statue hung on the neck.

Then we'll find the statue first.

I looked around the basement thinking about it, but I couldn't help but stop walking.

"What the hell."

I found a statue. Over 20 statues.

The necklace was hung from every statue, hypothetically. They all looked the same.

I sighed deeply.

"Phew, I can't help it."

We have to check one by one.

Of course, there was a choice to take them all. But then if none of these are real, that's even more of a problem.

So Ferda casts her magic straight onto the closest necklace.

[NOTE]: Spend (1) magical power.

Explore the target's information.

If it had been a figure, he would have rolled his feet here.

But Ferda was the exception.

He had an Yggdrasil system.

"That's comforting."

An emotional system that any hunter with a system can use.

The Yggdrasil system analyzes information on its own with a tiny amount of magical power. Like right now.

[Name]: Old Follower's Token

Grade:

[Type]: Necklace

Estimated to be made decades ago.

"This sucks."

I turned without foolishness.

You checked the next necklace. Boom. This too. Boom. That, too, sucks.

As the number of necklaces to check decreased, Ferda felt a little nervous.

What if he's not here? From the vague anxiety, should I have gone to the underground market? ’Regret.

However, anxiety did not last long.

[Name]: Eye of the Sealed Moon

[Grade]: Legend

[Type]: Necklace

Stuff that was made so long ago that you can't even imagine. Contains immense sacred power. However, some abilities have been suspended due to seals. Currently, only the function of suppressing negative forces remains.

I found the originals with the last one.

"Good."

I had a smile on my mouth.

This will avoid the chase of the Holy Nation.

"Then it's your turn."

There was one more place I needed to stop to have a more perfect awakening.

After achieving his goal, Ferda immediately left the basement, reminiscing about her future destination.

* * *

The basement with the torch off.

A beam of light flashes through the darkness.

Bumblebuck

You hear footsteps coming down the stairs.

It was not just the two who found the basement. A crowd of a dozen. Among them, an old man at the forefront opened his mouth.

"Saint, you must be very tired, but you should rest a bit more."

Ramton, priest of the Temple of Rezoya.

He looked at the young man beside him with a worried face. But the young man smiled as if he were fine.

"I'll check the sanctuary and rest."

"Haha, you don't have to worry."

Lamton smiles confidently.

"No one knows this place but me."

There's a basement underneath the Temple of Rezoya.

And the basement is called the Holy Land.

In the temple, the only one who knew all this was Ramton.

Soon, however, Lamton realized he had made a rash remark.

"· · · · · ·!"

The sword and armor rolling around the floor were the first to be seen, as the light shined in the basement.

"What is this?"

An unexpected sight.

A bewildering glow appeared on Ramton's face. The paladins who were following me were in a state of confusion.

On the other hand, the young man who was called a saint turned his shield around without changing his face.

The Manathon of the shield is so broken that it can't recognize its shape.

‘I smashed it in half. ’

A daring blow without hesitation.

The saint narrows his eyes.

‘The Guardian of the Moon in a heartbeat. ’

The golem of the Holy Land, the guardian of the moon.

Each of them had a power comparable to that of Expert beginners. Of course, if Manathon, the power source, was destroyed, it would become a lump of scrap metal, as it is now.

The saint raises his head and looks around.

‘There's no sign of combat. ’

Guardian of your chi.

If the battle had been fought, there would have been a trace of something left.

Isn't it normal to have a scratch on the wall or the floor?

But the area was clean. Not even a footprint left by the raider.

Here, the saint made one more guess.

What if there was no battle? ’

What if someone who knows the situation here has rendered the Guardians powerless rather than fighting?

I was more likely to make that guess.

"Priest Lamton."

"Yes, old!"

"You said you're the only one who knows this place, right?"

"Yes, I did."

Lamton sweats red.

The atmosphere is strange. Whether he felt this or not, Ramton tried to make excuses in a hurry. But the Saint's words were faster than that.

"Excuse me, I need your help with this investigation."

"Not me, not me!"

With a strong denial.

Ramton shouts as if it were unfair.

"I've always been with you!"

Ever since the Saint came here.

Lamton never left his side. However, the saint was silent.

"The priest is in the prayer room."

"Yes!"

"Stop, Saint! Holy Father!"

Despite being dragged away by the paladins, Ramton pleaded not guilty.

After a while, the basement turned quiet again. All that was left was the Saint and the Knight Leader to assist him.

"Saint."

At that time, the director who was keeping his mouth shut opened his mouth.

"Do you really think it was the priest?"

"It could be. Maybe not."

That's irresponsible.

No, you're right to say you're not interested.

The saint returns to his expressionless face and takes a step back. Shortly after, he reaches a district full of statues.

"Of the many and many tokens · · · · · · ·."

The saint who was paying attention to the token on the statue's neck stopped before the statue.

The nineteenth statue. There was no necklace there.

"You just took the sacrament."

There is no sacred material.

In one word, the makeup's face was stiff.

"Could it be the priest?"

"Well, maybe we have an accomplice."

As you mentioned before, Ramton was with him the whole time.

The muttering made the director reply with a stiff face.

"I'll put out an immediate BOLO."

"It's okay. You don't have to do that."

"Yes?"

"You'll find it when you get back to your home country."

The sacred object contains an enormous amount of divine power.

So if you go back to the Holy Nation and sense the sacred power, it is easy to find a location.

provided that the sacred power of the sacred object does not run out.

"And this is an opportunity."

What chance do we have when the sacred object is gone?

The commander made a curious face, and the saint replied.

"A chance to plant our flag in the kingdom."

Sacraments disappeared where the Holy Nation had no influence. So it is only right that the Holy Kingdom enter the Kingdom and investigate the holy objects.

Right after I heard about it.

The director opened his eyes wide.

"What the saint is after · · · · · · · · · ·."

"Let's go back. I have to tell the Holy Father."

The saint tapped his master's shoulder and smiled.

It was a cold smile like a snake.