Count Scribe's Tutor

The advancement of Silvan de Sernerk.

The temple of Elus, which I heard about, was completely turned upside down.

And before we could discuss a course of action, an army of catastrophes swooped in close to the capital Elus. Since I had poured most of my troops into the kingdom of Jerome, I was forced to be humiliated.

“Holy Father, the ship to the Empire is ready! ”

“You've got to get away from yourself! ”

The high priests shouted with a pale face.

The current situation is the worst. An unclean horde has struck the southern gates of the capital. It was only a matter of time before the priests tried to evacuate the Holy Father as soon as possible.

“Hmm, but. ”

On the other hand, the appearance of King Eruhim was solidified.

Of course, I wanted to do what they said. However, the name is the monarch of Cereheim. I couldn't leave my people and my congregation.

Meanwhile, did he notice any of this?

There appeared someone who could ease his burden.

“Do as the High Priests say, Holy Father. ”

An old man with gray hair. It was Cardinal Rich Hills, called the Second Order of Serrhaim. But the outfit was a little strange. He was wearing silver armor, not the priestly uniform he had always worn.

“Cardinal Rich Hills? How about that outfit? ”

“I'll stay here for you. ”

“ · · · · · ·!? ”

Errhim's eyes widen.

Like I didn't expect that. Rich Hills, on the other hand, continued to speak with an unshakeable eye.

“The Holy Father is Ser Ham's only hope. Even if this land is trampled on by disasters, Ser Jaime can arise at any time only if the Holy Father is safe. ”

As he approaches, he bows his head to Herheim.

Immediately, I followed my sincere advice.

“So even if you take the humiliation right now, you may want to look forward to it. ”

Cardinal Errhim's words soon became a reason for his escape.

He nods earnestly as he ponders for a moment.

“I see. I'll take your advice. ”

“Yes, I will pray that you arrive safely to the Empire. ”

A smile appeared on the wrinkled mouth of Rich Hill.

Then.

“Holy Father! The southern gate has been breached! ”

“Get out of the way. We'll take you!”

I've heard the worst.

It has been less than an hour since reports of a horde of disasters attacking the South Gate. Herheim hurriedly left the temple.

“Your Eminence, no, Sir Rich Hill. ”

“I brought a spear. ”

Then, the paladins who were watching the paladin came up behind him.

What they gave me was a white cavalry spear. It was a very luxurious-looking spear made of blue dye. Meanwhile, Rich Hills, who took it, unwittingly burst into laughter.

“I miss you. I never thought I'd have to use this spear again. ”

It was a much larger spear than its size, but Rich Hills was able to swing the spear without any difficulty. Stable posture. I've been good with spears for a long time.

“Reporting to Sir Rich Hills! ”

“Enemies are gathering inside the castle! ”

Continuous urgent reports.

Lichhilt nods his head straight ahead. He glances at the southern sky as the smoke rises.

“God, watch my battle. ”

The one who was once called Shinchang (Jeju) and enlightened with Eloden.

Rich Hills makes his way to the battlefield with his last stand in mind.

* * *

The sanctuary of Serrhaim.

Unlike before, this place was turned upside down and filled with only silence.

Then a visitor came to the sanctuary. A young man wearing a silver robe and a golden insignia. He was a saint. As he walked through the entrance to the sanctuary, he saw a girl who was familiar to him.

‘Cardinal Anonymous. ’

The guardian god who has protected the Holy Land for a long time.

The most powerful paladin who raised Eloden. The saint knelt politely on his knees as soon as he met the Cardinal. Of course, the Cardinal without a name was a creature that even the Holy Father could not ignore.

“I heard you called for me. ”

The saint bows his head and speaks in a calm tone.

Originally, the saint was about to embark with Eruhim on a ship bound for the Empire. It was also recommended by Cardinal Rich Hills, and frankly, he didn't want to die in a place like this.

But now, the nameless cardinal called out to him.

I was forced to find the sanctuary because it was very important and it was also related to the trust. Meanwhile, in the words of the Son, the Cardinal took a loud step.

Soon after, she reaches the Saint's nostrils and spits out a sudden word.

“It's time. ”

“Yes?”

“You may now take off your mask. ”

“A mask? What do you mean? ”

“You must have been frustrated. Well done.”

The cardinal uttered an unintelligible word.

The saint twitched his eyebrows.

“I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about. ”

It's hard to take off your mask.

Someone might say that someone other than the saint played the saint. As he frowned at the truly offensive words, the cardinal opened his mouth again.

“Then I'll ask. Saint Sererheim.”

A sparkly eye that burns like it can see through everything.

A look of emotionless gaze turned to the saint.

“What is your name? ”

“Ha, Your Eminence. What have you been doing all this time? ”

“Answer me, what is your name? ”

He said he was uncomfortable, but the Cardinal continued to question him like a parrot. The crooked saint shouts in a nervous tone.

“My name is ”

But then.

Suddenly, my head was white.

“· · · · · · · Huh? ”

I don't remember the name.

There must have been a name called before the Son. I wasn't born a saint. Then why can't I remember your name? The confused saint barely opened his mouth, clenching his lips.

“I don't have a name. because the moment I decided to dedicate my body and mind to God, and from the moment I became a saint, I dedicated everything to him. ”

That would have been a good answer.

I'll find out later why I can't remember his name, by the way.

While thinking about it, the Cardinal asked again.

“Then, when did you become a saint? ”

Ten? No, he was seven.

I thought I was a kid, but I wasn't sure. Or was he appointed all grown up? As I felt increasingly confused, the Cardinal's story continued.

“The Holy Spirit of the Sun has been born from the bloodline of the Norse Empire for generations. without one exception. Do you know how saints are born? ”

“Then God Himself placed the trust · · · · · · · ·. ”

“No. The saint was never born. ”

The cardinal cut the horse cold.

Then he said with conviction in a firm tone.

“From the beginning until now, the saint was only you. ”

Scared to death of what she said.

Brainy!

My heart thumped.

It was a strange feeling. The Cardinal's words were clearly nonsense. If I was the only saint since the beginning, does that mean I'm immortal?

An unbelievable story.

But strangely, my heart fluttered. I couldn't help feeling uneasy. The saint bites his teeth tightly and asks with a trembling tone.

“Well, what do you mean? I'm the only one here? ”

I'm just saying, I wish you'd tell me you're joking.

However, the cardinal's face was surprisingly serious.

“You have done a wonderful job. ”

“What is the mission? ”

“So let's get back to what we were. ”

Cardinal shut his mouth for a moment.

An unpleasant silence clouded the sanctuary.

Immediately, I rubbed her lips and the Saint's real name flowed out.

“Elhardt Surrain. ”

“ · · · · · ·! ”

The moment I heard his name.

The Saint's eyes were unbelievably wide open.

“Huff! Huff! ”

I was short of breath and my heart was beating.

A crack appeared in his white head, and the memories that he had forgotten began to pour out like a flood.

“Ugh, ahhhh! Aah! Aah! ”

The saint roars and rolls the floor. I felt like my head was going to break. I wanted someone to stop this pain. However, the pain did not go away, and the saint shed tears and hit his head on the elongated floor.

Bang, bang! Qajik!

My head breaks and I bleed, but I don't stop.

It was a hundred times more painful than the pain of tearing your skin.

Then the cardinal opened his mouth again.

“Your name is Elhardt Surrey. ”

Her words wedged into the Saint's pain.

The saint who came to his senses shook his devastated face.

“Oh, no! I am a Saint, a Saint of Serrhaim! ”

“You've watched Sererheim rise with me. ”

As the cardinal continued, the current in his head grew stronger.

Memory fragments that had been buried for decades and centuries engulfed the saints.

“And your mission is to increase the number of followers. and collecting the key, the sacred and potentially God-threatening sword. When you put all this together, you've done a really great job. ”

Elhardt Surrain.

Pressed by the weight of its name, the Saint's existence became increasingly faint. At last, just as I was about to let it all go, the Cardinal pushed in his face. Then I put the identity of Elhart Surrey in my mouth.

“You are the first sword made by the master, a shape-shifting sword. ”

“ · · · · · ·!? ”

“Now open your eyes. ”

The Cardinal's hand strokes his eyes.

Then he said in a dry tone.

“My master will be down shortly. ”

The horse was struck by the brain of a saint like lightning.

Soon, the amount of consciousness that the saint of Serrhaim had as a saint was so easily burned to the ground. All that remains is what the Cardinal said of the true saint. It was only Elhart Surrain, the first sword to change its shape.

The dull expression gradually dries.

He sat down and slowly got up.

“Phew.”

With a sigh of relief, his gaze turned to the ceiling.

Familiar landscapes. Familiar atmosphere and familiar senses. The slow moving eyes turned to the Cardinal. When his eyes met him, the Cardinal calmly bowed his head.

“It's been a long time, Elhard. It's the first time since the creation of the world. ”

“· · · · · · Right. ”

A sword that has lived as a saint since the creation of the world.

Elhart nods quietly, a deforming sword. Then I looked up into the air with my eyes still dazed.

“I feel like I've been dreaming for a long time. ”

“It's been a long time. ”

“The time has finally come. ”

“The beginning has come. ”

The Cardinal's answer followed like a tail.

A moment later, Elhart's eyes, exchanging his gaze with her, turn towards the sanctuary wall. Where other swords were kept. But now it's empty. Elhart frowns upon confirmation of this.

“I don't see the sacraments and keys I've been trying to collect. ”

“You have nothing to worry about. They're all coming back here. ”

As soon as the bold answer came back, I turned off my nerves.

Elhart turns back and asks a nagging question.

“Where is your master? ”

“As always, he watches over us from above. ”

Cardinal pointed to the sky beyond the ceiling.

Then he mutters with a grave tone.

“As soon as the last star falls, you will reveal yourself to the ground. ”

“Haha, that's exciting. ”

You smiled at Elhart's mouth.

It was a smile that made me yearn to see my home for a long time.

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