Haroon

Harun, who had split up with the Harlan sisters, temporarily returned to Herb City, where they arrived unseen, speeding toward the village they searched for yesterday. Once again, as Myoshin's representative, there is something that must be done.

There's definitely a Bandit's Lair around here! '

Seeing that the village was ambushed without a word, there should be a hideout within a day's walk.

They're not Cadets. Though he was easily distracted, they must have fought well, given their weapon status and near-sighted posture. Moreover, they were about to completely destroy the town.

The world's waters are dark Harun, but I've heard mercenaries talk about them before.

Usually, bandits escape from the commoners or slaves who can't stand the Lord's scholarship, and sneak into the mountains and become naturally occurring. Many of the people associated with them live on the territory and give them information or act as a contact.

In the case of ordinary bandits, the village's existence was a minimal supply base and information base. The target of piracy is people and merchants related to the lord, not ordinary people in the territory from which they were born and raised. So we don't tear down villages or do cruel things like this.

Perhaps the nobles of the Old Theron Empire, or the knights and soldiers who followed them, escaped into the mountains without ever leaving the Pyrin Empire.

The newly created Pyron Empire has an administrative governance system that can be produced by bloodlines, delays, or bribes, so that tax collectors living on the high bloods of ordinary citizens and slaves may enter the mountains and become bandits when the Lord's Deacons are arrested.

'Now that I've begun, I'll root you out!'

Harun's heart is fierce. The horrific sight I saw a while ago started to rise up again in my head and my eyes turned red again. It was a foggy morning, but the fog made Harun look even more mysterious.

Once there, Harun climbed a mountain near the village yesterday, but finding the Bandit's lair wasn't difficult. It was because of a messenger skill that allowed it to step on the top of a tree. Harun's razor-sharp eyes caught sight of a fairly large village in a deep valley between the place where the massacre took place and a mountain.

Whirlyric!

Harun still moves toward the top of the tree.

Harun arrives at the stronghold in the middle of the valley. Dozens of houses made of logs surrounded the large house in the middle. I was curious because it looked more than decades old.

Am I wrong? '

The vile things he thought happened after the Pyrin Empire opened, which seemed to have been built one by one for quite a long time.

'Let's start with the internal situation.'

Since it was morning, there were many pilgrimages in the village, but no one was walking around. Maybe he's having breakfast.

Harun's body flew over the wooden ledge and into the hut. Two bandits stood at the perimeter of the barracks that were erected with logs as though they were well-mannered. Harun's movements were on a sharp slope, so they were not the target of the perimeter.

Let's go over there! '

Harun moves silently through the blurry shadows created by the long wooden cabins and heads to the large wooden building in the center. Unlike other houses, there was a loud noise leaking out.

Whee!

Harun's body flies like a bird and lands on top of the wooden building.

I carefully wandered around to look inside, but the roof was cut in half and attached to the log and applied between them as a piece of resin.

That's right!

What I saw was a small window made on the top of the wall for ventilation. It was small to get inside, but there seemed to be no trouble looking inside. If you look closely at this place, you can see Harun hanging from a small window frame, but now there is no other way.

Harun swings slightly at the end of the long log and then, using a recoil, pushes his face into the window, hanging from the small window frame. Although it was uncomfortable and difficult posture, it was not so difficult for Harun now.

"Wow! You found it. '

The interior structure was simple. There were various weapons hanging on the walls, and in the center were long tables and chairs for dozens of people to sit at once. The use of this building seemed to be used in a conference room, given the invisibility of other objects.

Inside, there were now about twenty people who were having a breakfast meeting. The outfits of those who sat next to them, talking and eating, were very different from those of the bandits.

Harun focused on people's clothing and appearance.

'I guess I wasn't wrong.'

The presumed seat was a choro man in a superior tunic with long sleeves and a generous robe, which the nobles liked to wear because it was precious silk.

The man who just put his mouth on a tin glass filled with liquor was naturally overwhelmed by the majesty that had been pouring people for a long time. And those who turned their backs were undoubtedly knights and wizards. Though knights were not wearing full plates, their prayers could not have been infested by preliminary bandits.

'Not bad.'

It was now possible to detect that many of them had some skill because of their enhanced abilities. Only a few people appeared to be lowly nobles, and only a very ordinary prayer was seen by wizards and Expert-class knights who practiced their craft.

As Harun timed his breakfast indoors seemed to be finishing. You start to put down your forks one by one. Then I began to pay attention to the man who was naturally seated at the top of the table.

At last, the nobleman of Choro opened his mouth, relaxing and enjoying a little bit of wine. His gaze rests on the fierce-looking man sitting to his left.

"Sir Dremills, how many couples went out yesterday?"

"It's all four tights."

"Is everything all right?"

"Haha! Don't worry, Earl! That chewy Pyrin Empire army won't be able to make it this far."

Except around the eyes and nose, the middle-aged knight of the basket, who was covered in hairy hair, sharpened his teeth and replied.

"I trust your knights. Now that you've decided to do something about it, you should totally wipe out the neighborhood. That way, the Pyrin Empire forces on the border will turn their heads this way."

"I'll do that. At first, the soldiers who hesitated to pillage and kill are now doing well to see if they know the fun. All this commotion with other places and within the Empire is just to get us safely across the border."

"Yes, you do. We must deal with the cruel and cruel traitors. Don't let any of them live. Kill every little one of them!"

"Don't worry. Soldiers are trying to work together these days because they enjoy piracy."

The unidentified Earl smiles sadly at Dreamys' words.

"Huh-huh! How could you slaughter traitors as much as you want, not just pussies? I'd love to join you sometime."

"I'll take care of you. There's a rumor that there are a lot of women who are against the big town half a day away from here."

In the Earl's words, a knight named Dremills secretly said with a dirty face.

"Is that so? This place has a lot of eyes, and women are nothing but worn and worn things."

The Earl is trembling to his buttocks to see if he's still alive.

Motherfuckers!

Harun, who listened to their conversation, cursed inside. It looked like a nobleman of considerable stature, but inside it was literally rubbish. And so were the knights there. None of them had a grumpy look on their master's face.

'They're all the same.'

You don't need to see what they think in the Pyrin Empire. They would have lived in their territory before, doing all kinds of damage. They're scum, after all.

When the border was sealed off while trying to escape from the Empire after the homeland was taken, we killed the bandits and settled here. And to make it easier for them to tear down neighboring villages to distract the forces stationed at the border.

'You are a traitor to a helpless people who cannot do anything by their own will. Is that all a nobleman thinks about?'

Well, maybe one way or another. Knowing what the Nobles of reality think of the common people, Harun realized that the nobles of the world are no different from them. In other words, for them, the inhabitants and the common people are merely trivial beings who can be fed up and harassed at will.

"Sir Brahms, have you had regular communication with Earl Silon?"

"Yes, Earl! You've been informed that you've been involved in a devastation operation near Mt. Ugdas."

"What about the baron?"

"They also released knights and soldiers near Castle Fabin."

Brahms was a thin middle-aged man sitting in the earliest right of the Earl. Apparently, he's a wizard. However, given Harun's lack of attention, it is estimated that he is under 4 circles that will not be able to reveal his vigor during stealth.

"There are twelve villages nearby that we have wiped out so far. But the Pyrin Empire is still not showing any trends. I've heard that other places are the same.

There must be no reason to send troops against us. Obviously, if something big happens here, a lot of dense troops on the border will move this way. "

"Excellent! Tomorrow, we will devote all our strength to the destruction of every village within two days' radius." There are a lot of big vigilantes.Let's move the wizards with us. Everyone around here is a traitor to Pinocchio, so feel free to do whatever you want! "

When the erl's command came, everyone who was sitting stood up and moved to the side of the chair and knelt on one knee and was instructed.

"In the meantime, enjoy yourselves."

"Yes, Earl!"

Their faces were illuminated by the expectation that they could finally unwind again.

There was no reason to listen anymore.

'Those who are here deserve to die. I'll kill them all!'

The flesh is fierce. My hair grows thick, and a flame rises from my eyes.

'I'll burn it all down.'

As his will stands upright, a flame rises to the place where his gaze reaches. All of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, his fury started blazing.

At first, even the people inside didn't know the situation, but they felt embarrassed by the smell of black smoke and burning wood.

"What is it?"

The Earl sighs.

"That……."

The knights and wizards look at each other and try to understand the situation, but no one knows. People hurriedly head toward the door, but by then it was already caught in a thick fire.

"Fire! Fire!"

"Center!"

Not one way, but the whole building was on fire, and when some raised their voices and shouted, many people came out from other houses.

Harun was furious, so he didn't even notice the flame on the wall until later. Harun's red eye, situated a short distance from the building, was filled with suspicion.

"It's not hot at all! It has no effect on my body. '

Even if his hair grows too long, his body is still in the flames and tremendous heat, but he is unaffected.

Is it because Phoenix is inside me? '

Then something strange happened. Harun only decided to burn down the building where the filthy people were gathering, but he didn't summon Phoenix and ask for help.

'Let's think about that later.'

When people saw him standing next to a wooden building under fire, they heard the screams of panic.

"Who are you?"

"Ugh! Evil!"

The appearance of Harun standing next to a wooden building covered in red flames was the devil's. The three big horns that stood on their heads and the eyes that emitted blood flashes were the demons of the legendary magic system, the ones that connected the horns.

Hundreds of people who excelled at the sound of fire, instead of having breakfast, stepped back, staggering in horror. At this moment, I could not even imagine that I would have to light a fire because of the fear of suffocation.

Boom!

"Aah!"

"Khhh!"

The door of the building, which was suddenly caught in the fire, breaks and the people inside are outstanding. With their clothes and hair on fire, they run out screaming, trying to extinguish the flames rolling into the ground.

However, as Lord, the Earl looked like a worthless man with a beard and hair, but his clothes were not on fire. The knights surrounded him and broke down the door. Instead, the wizards were so exhausted that they couldn't even cast their magic. It was because of the blazing flame that caused me to drink the smoke that was too busy to chant.

The earls and knights who had barely regained their senses were only then able to see Harun.

"Who are you? Who are you?"

Harun was somewhat relaxed, knowing that hundreds of people were attracted to him and that they would all run to get rid of him. He was determined not to let any of them miss him with confidence that they wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

"They despise the sacred life! The vengeance and frozen origin of many innocent lives that have died on you awakened me as the angel of Myos, the goddess of the earth and ruler of death."

Harun's words spread far away, even though he has a dry voice without a high reservoir, and people's faces turn blue. We've all heard about what happened near St. John's last year.

At that time, the God of the earth, which the commoners and slaves regarded as sacred, sent lions to abduct little girls from the commoners or slaves and sell them as a castle trinket or punish those who received the wrath of the Gentiles for doing something extravagant to the public.

For a while, the pimps who kidnapped women or boys and sold them to the Red Flag or took advantage of them hid a large trail.

It also acted as a catalyst for the unconsciousness of the lower peoples of the Theon Empire. Through the appearance of the Lion of Death, the common people and slaves who firmly believed in the existence of God who could also rely on themselves were able to renew their conscience and express their opposition to the nobles or those who did wrong.

The erl looks around. The soldiers, including the knights, are all trembling with fear.

"God's punishment! This is ridiculous! You deserve to be punished for killing a few scumbags. Moreover, Myos is the lowest of the gods. This cannot be tolerated by the Lord of Gwanghui, whom I serve. '

The Earl grips his teeth and churns his trembling body. It doesn't really matter whether it's a lion or not. If we don't get rid of the author now, the terrified soldiers will no longer follow their orders and will run away.

The Earl always shouts, pulling out a dagger that hangs on his waist.

"Oh, no! He's not the messenger of God! He's just a pawn of the devil who escaped from the Magic Cube. Attack him now!"

The knights responded first to the Earl's words. They are also mostly aristocrats, so they are close to the temple of Kwanghui, which is directly beneath the Lord God of Myos. Those who do not believe in the existence of the god Miyos, the common man or the slave.

Chang!

The knights rush in and grab their weapons. Armor is not worn, but weapons are carried around like habits. As the knights draw up their fierce hostility, some of the shaken soldiers also begin to join them with weapons.

"Hehehe! You will burn in the fires of hell for your sins forever." I say, by the will of Myos, fall! "

Harun's determination to subdue the opponent again is paralyzing, irrelevant to a slut doctor. He was so angry that he forgot to summon a bitch and send a doctor.

"Huff!"

"Hmph!"

Tak!

Along with the escort, a great number of people have fallen. Like a broken Marionette. Their eyes widen in tears, but their bodies harden and they can't say anything.

"Ah, devil, devil!"

"Ugh, God!"

Several of the people who tried hard to roll their eyes, not only for themselves but also for everyone else, stiff and stiff, screamed. Those with the ability to overcome paralysis have only now clearly understood what the lion of God is capable of.

"The definition of the powered is to pity and compassion for the powerless and the poor. It is the will of God who created this world, and the common will of all gods. You committed an act of rape, assault and murder despite your innocence against the same human being.

The world of death, ruled by the god Myos, was filled with their frozen grudges. This world is not for demons like you who wear human shells to roam around. Obviously, the fishermen who surrounded themselves with false beliefs that God's will existed and that justice was a living place did not know.

Now all of you must repent and reflect on what you have done in the fires of hell for eternity! "

As Harun's words fall, the whole town begins to shake.

Rrrrrr!

The earth begins to swallow the fallen as if they were alive.

"Please!"

"Have mercy!"

"Lion! All this was because of an order issued by Earl Dardarton. We were just following that order."

"Help me! Please!"

The faces of the screamers and those seeking mercy are filled with fear. It's not just death. Thinking about going through suffering in the sulfur of hell forever, I felt an unbearable fear.

But the commotion was only momentary. The land that was crying in the fury of the brutally murdered ghosts was finally sucking up hundreds of bodies. All the buildings were dragged into the ground.

In the meantime, red smoke, with blood on it, rises from the ground and rushes toward Harun, making sure he feels the pain with a small sphere.

They were more than 50 people, including women and children, who had nothing to do with this. There will be the members of the Earl and the families of the bandits who originally settled here.

As Harun's dreadful foes clasped at them, they were shivering their eyes and throwing a desperate light.

"I'm not dragging you to hell because you have nothing to do with this. By the will of God Miyos, those who carelessly take innocent lives cannot bear my wrath."

Release their addiction.

Despite no action or waiting to be summoned, Saga immediately conveyed Harun's will and moved on.

Aye, aye, master.

A whiff of wind gusted from Harun's body and wrapped around some of the women and children and came back. Even though the paralysis was eased, those who were bored with horror were unconscious.

Harun spiritually sent the physician to the great god inside his body.

- Wishine, fly with me!

-Okay.

Wishin slowly lifts Harun into thin air. Then it began to rise high into the rising sun through the fog, and suddenly it disappeared. Harun, who was given a hazy fog and a pale sunlight, seemed to be swaying his blood-red wings with blood-red smoke.

The survivors gathered their hands together and worshiped, trembling.

"Shi, the wrath of God has fallen!"

"Oh! God of Myos! Bow down to us in the lowest places!"

Some were still trembling with extreme anxiety, chasing after Harun's disappearance with their eyes filled with fear, and worshipped the angel of God with all their heart and soul.

"The Lion of Myos has reappeared!"

"What? It's true!"

The village, where the dark mushrooms bloomed on thick wrinkles and hard facial skin, was whispered by the village. The village's eyes were filled with joy.

"Where did you hear that sound? And where did he appear?"

"I stopped by Doras Castle yesterday and heard it at the tavern. He showed up near Mt. Berry, Mt. Ugdas and Pavin City."

"So you punished the bandits, or the lords who would not be cool to chew on bones and flesh, and those who would kill for them?"

"Yes. Despite the lands they ruled, he burned down the nearby villages and dragged all those worthless bastards who had killed all the villagers deep into the earth." "

"Oh, my God! Oh! Myoshi! May you receive the worship of this humble servant."

"Our god Myos has not abandoned his stomach."

The two villages kissed the earth and offered a prayer of worship and gratitude to Myos for a while.

This has happened thousands of times a day in the vast area between Demo City and Herb City.

The rumor spread rapidly by survivors and especially foreigners who witnessed it.

The Lion of Myos appeared, as the legend dictates, with three giant horns, red eyes and red smoke flowing through his brain.

The Lion of Death appeared in front of numerous nobles and the beasts following him who had been plundering and escaping the Pyrin Empire into the mountains, slaughtering helpless peoples and committing bizarre acts of burning villages and dragging them deep into the depths of hell.

During the full summer period, the Lion of Death condemned the animals of the surface waters that had been tormenting the populous plants. Death, who appeared from time to time in a vast area over a hundred kilometers radius, was a beacon of hope for the militia, for the Pyrin Empire? It was the darkness of terror for the hordes who were wielding all kinds of evil.

When news of the advent of the Lion of Death spread throughout the empire, as well as the surrounding area, the people of Mincho cheered.

"This is a tribute to Emperor Pinocet and the Pyrin Empire, who abolished their identity and elected them!"

"Hey, you! There's no such thing. The Lion of Myos has only revealed that those like us who suffer all manner of insults and abuse should believe in you and live properly."

There were so many witnesses that no one thought it was a false rumor. People talked about the lion of Myos when more than one was gathered, and some felt hope and some feared.

The sinners quickly stopped their sins, and many repented, apologizing and comforting those who had suffered from themselves in order to avoid the New Testament.

Each temple, tower, and imperial court dispatched a squadron of disputing investigators.

It was hard to believe, but the investigators had to admit that the Lion of Myos had inflicted God's wrath. I also had to admit that all the murderers who burned down the villages and killed the helpless were dragged deep into the dungeons.

No matter how deep the ground witnesses dug, there was no sign of the killers. For this reason, the investigators firmly believed that the Lion of Myos had actually appeared.

With the advent of the Pyrin Empire abolished, the messenger of Myos worshipped by those without him began to change the world at a terrifying rate.

The commoners and slavers who had no place to trust believed in the trial of the wise God twice, and were rapidly raising self-awareness about themselves.