"Tell me a little bit more. What can't be stopped?" "Lightning strike."
"Gu, how many followers of the Order do you think... not 10,000 or 20,000..."
Hmm, seriously, a coup? Or is it a glimmer? Then what's the purpose? Does the General Bishop even want to be king?
"So? What do you want?
"Give heaven to the ungrateful who do not obey the teachings of God..."
Wow, this guy's serious. Crazy. Could you be a believer all over the king's capital? Believers? can be rampant? I guess that just won't hold even the Knights back. It's too much for anything. Wouldn't it be somewhat of a shock to fanatics if we kept this place further for now?
"Forget it. Die." "Fireball."
"Oh, wait!
I didn't know who this guy was after all.
"All right, Alec. I'm gonna smash this place down. Alec can shoot as much magic as he wants.
"Okay. I feel like I'm doing something really bad.
I didn't do anything wrong. For the sake of the world, I will never forgive evil. We're on the side of justice, aren't we?
Oops, Alec is smashing through the wall with a good ice bullet. Ko stay with Alec. "Puypuy."
I'll get that armor. Because it's rare that gold manipulation doesn't work. That's disgusting, but you store every corpse. Leave only one and experiment. Can you melt it in my fireball?
"Fireball."
Shit, it doesn't melt at all. Even though the stone walls around you are melted.
More magic...... "Fireball"
You still can't melt it! Well, no. We'll try again later.
"Ah. I've been screwed.
Whoa!? I'm surprised! Where are you from? This guy!
"Is that Mon from the Order?" "Sniping"
Whoa! Bounced back... What magic now...
"Temei, can you use self-reflection? What mon?
You're using other magic on your ass, aren't you? I can't see my face completely with a white robe.
"Heh, you know what self-reflexes are? Who are you? There's too much difference between the magic you feel and the magic you're using?
"It's a promise. Why don't you be honest with Temei?
Every time I finish a conversation, they shoot magic at me. Alec has moved behind me.
"Heh heh heh heh heh... is that contract magic? It's vibrant.
"I'm Curse de Martin. Say Temei's name and origin.
"Bonifatius Detres. Born in the village of Fairwell. Heh, horrible contract magic.
"You're an elf, after all. What the hell is an elf doing in the middle of a human country? Are you a brave man?
"If they ask you what you're doing... don't mean you're playing. If you ask me if I'm a brave man, I'm not.
I don't know what that means. These guys are always full of guys who don't know what they mean.
And don't tickle the magic out of me while I'm slurring.
"You're the one who created this denomination?
"You're not.
"So what are you doing in this denomination?
"That's what I'm playing with. There was a man who wanted to hear God's voice, so I let him hear it. Then I believed in God, and I let him know that God was looking like this. And then he said," God knows me. "You're an idiot.
Don't talk like you're having fun. Oh, because it's a game? A game of manipulation of humans? There's a curtain. Realistic role-playing games with humans?
"Tell me everything. The secret that the denomination has grown from the way it made God's voice heard. And that poison secret, too.
"I'm telling you because I can't resist. If you know self-reflection, you know the magic of every message. Keep your voice down a little... 'I am God. It's the Apostle Jackmond. It would have been one shot if I had said" Bless your faith. "
Certainly sinister, that was a good voice. Let's imitate it.
"I am God. Kill all the elves, and let me disappear too '
"Oh, you can use the message. Your voice is full of majesty. Why don't you make a denomination, too?
"Just keep going. How'd you make it bigger?
"It's easy. I gave the voice of God to the man who paid one gold coin a month. I can't use a message on a guy with low magic anyway. It's the wealthy guy who can prepare all that money. He's got a lot of magic in him, so he can use messages.
I see. Word of mouth later? If you pay, you hear the voice of God. That brings tens of thousands of people together a lot. I guess I got with a guy who wouldn't hear me if I paid. On the contrary, he said that reality had emerged.
"The use of the money collected is that armor?
"I guess I am. Well, that's not my call. [M] I think you said you were going to make the kingdom of God or something.
"So, what's the secret to poison? How can I make that much poison?
"Oh, you really make me throw up something too. I know all the elves. Do you know" Death and Dirt God "?
"Just the name.
"That's why I can't make it unless it's an elf. I just wanted to be able to do it if humans made it the way elves are made.
"So you're saying it's not as dangerous as the real thing?
"Exactly. So, it's a way of making it, but the point is, you just sacrifice yourself and magically make poison. Between the elves, they say, 'Prohibited Poison' or something.
"Phew, so you're saying that the General Bishop or someone used that magic?
"Correct. The general pope used it. I was happy to use it when I told you that I could go to God.
"So who's the chief bishop now? Not if you're relaxing.
This is a lie. As far as I'm concerned, that's not what fanatics found out. I guess Sandra's a little worried. Let's stop by later.
"Hmm? Jackmond, the master bishop, is alive, isn't he? I wonder if he's drowning in a swamp of poison deep underground.
"Hmm? Sacrifice, but you're alive?
"Oh, that's a little different. That magic is precisely called 'Prohibition/Poison Marsh', but the last time I use it. Surrounded by a swamp of poison that even kills God. But the operator will be imprisoned in the center of that swamp, and will not be allowed to die, nor will he continue to suffer until one day all the poison is gone. Well, it's pretty hard to use that magic.
Ugh, kichi. That's just getting pathetic. I want to stab him in the todome, but I don't know how. When did you say you'd run out of poison? Enough is enough.
"Grenade"
Be a mince, too.
Shit, about half of it was returned. Don't do it. But half of the hundreds are hundreds. I can make a coarse ground mince.
"Ugh, that's terrible, I told you honestly, but you just won't die,..."
I've been attacking you for a long time now. What the hell are you talking about?
'Paralysis', 'Heavy pressure'
"Choose whether you want to die or not.
"I don't want to die, it's decided..."
"Are you alone in the elf? If you're gonna obey me, I'm gonna help you, okay?
"There are two more... those are the types of people that move in the field... help me..."
"Then it's a promise. I'm gonna give you this potion, so you're gonna have to obey me.
"Ahhh, I know!
Oh, my God, he's dead. Too bad. Was it too late because it was deep? Or was it some sort of contract magic trick? Well, no. Let's store it for once.
"All right, I'll wait for you, Alec. Shall we continue?
"Am I allowed to do this swallowing thing? Don't let me know..."
"Fine, fine. Because the Knights of the King's Capital are not soft. I'm sure. I'll get you some gold-eyed stuff at last.
"So is that. I'll straighten you out!
"Puypuy."
Huh? You want some alcohol? He said he knew. Then let's go from the kitchen,
"Puy!"