Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

There was once a country in this world called the "Church Country".

Defend God's teachings, bless the people in general, heal the wounded, and keep the evil away. A country built by the selfless and insolent saints in the hope of peace in the world. Such a sanctuary certainly existed in this world.

But the wishes of the saints were vain, and the Church went corrupt as time progressed.

A tremendous wealth of nature and gatherings. folk who fall down to the priesthood. The sober of heart would still not have lost his ordinary heart. Yet many of those who live in the Patriarchate are human beings. The body of a man without God is easily corrupted by greed.

In order not to be, there should have been a divine teaching...

Forget even that, the people of the Church grew.

"Unnamed Church Country"

"Servario Country"

"Holy Servario Nation"

"Holy Servario Grand Empire"

If we look at the change in the name of the country, we can see something called the sense of priesthood.

It will increase its followers, collect donations, swallow neighbouring countries and increase its influence. Each time, their consciousness swelled. Like a pig, or a distorted balloon. As a man of power, the priest had no hesitation whatsoever in wielding his power.

Death sentence of "We're gonna break the door". The pope who makes even the king fu laugh. Just a piece of paper in the name of a pardon. Treatment costs hoisted to the point of being extrajudicial.

There was no longer a shadow of the former Patriarchate. At the end of the Great Empire, disturbances in people's minds, security were remarkable. That is so much so that many poets write it down with mourning and even oral biographies remain all over the continent. Man's ugliness, his desire, was as if he did not fit in the name of holiness.

I guess that's why. One day they will tell the Church that the "Virgin" is no longer born.

Being spoiled by God and proving that the Patriarchate is the Patriarchate. A saint who has the absolute power of healing and that the place where the person walks is immediately purified. It is because of the Virgin, whom God gave, that the Patriarchate was a Patriarchate. Losing that root-part - the Church has fallen apart too quickly.

The people's hearts were separated, the territories were cut off, and the fat priests were stoned and chased through the capital. "Where it was the Church" shrunk as I looked around, and now all I have left is a city called the Holy Capital.

The priests are still devoting themselves to the people for redemption. He turns his back on the power he once had, and he cuts it off and throws it away because it's not the right path.

But. Among the priests were those who could not be forgotten.

The glory that should be in this hand. Overflowing wealth and power. Naturally the freedom and power that should be.

Unforgettable. It is not forgettable. The Church is not yet over, just because some generations ago those screwed up.

I have to get it back. We have to get everything we've lost back. There is just enough righteousness to do so, and now we have the power to replace the Virgin.

That's why I've endured it for so long. I've endured (...) for decades, hundreds of years.

That's the limit now, too. We can't stand the fact that we're servants. Even a loving laugh at kings of nations, acting as if they were reciprocal, etc. -.

"I can't forgive this!

The present pope, Aloudmatis, shouted.

I took off my daily soft mask and shouted out loud to spit.

"That evil god (female fox) is dead. The old Zerzenon also perished. All set. We have accumulated strength..."

Aloudmatis with his blood-running eyes on the floor, biting his galloping and thumbnail nails. To the Pope who has revealed his delusions, but the priests do not make it trivial. Instead, there are even those with an impressive face and zero tears.

The heart of the Holy Capital, "Between the Beginnings". To the hundreds of priests gathered here, the Pope flew out louder.

"Now it's time to get everything back! In the name of Servario, put everything, right, where it should be!

"Everything." "Right." "Where it should be."

"Here and now, I declare the Crusaders out!!

Aloudmatis screamed again.

He declared that it was the end of the female ambush and that he would strike out.

And that was the beginning of the battle involving all of the eastern continent.