“Charlotte."
In Allen's words, Charlotte draws her sword and points it at Lord Jennard.
Lord Jennard holds his sword in front of him and does not waver.
Rather, he dares to face the sword.
Allen frowns at Lord Jennard.
You've got some nerve.
It seems Ronia's efforts to stop the undead have made her more than just a coward after all.
‘This is a problem. ’
Alan struggles to resist the urge to squeeze his temples.
I can't believe the cowardly lord planned a rebellion like this.
Besides, what? For me? "
This is a very dangerous statement.
‘It's like I'm the leader of a rebellion. ’
What if this story goes back to the Celts?
‘Maybe I'll climb on top of the death squad like Rufel. ’
Allen swallows a dry saliva and tries to pretend to be calm.
“I am the Holy Father? That's not funny. Why would you do that? ”
Lord Jennard smiles bitterly.
I clasped my fingers together and leaned against my forehead.
“There used to be a celebration of killing the Earl. ”
The Vampire Earl invades Lonia and repels it.
A celebration was held in the capital, Lorenzis, and Lord Gerald was invited.
“At that time, I saw. ”
Lord Jennard stares at Allen and grimaces.
“... that everyone disrespects you. ”
Lord Jennard couldn't help but notice the shock.
Only the hero who came at the forefront and defeated the Earl and saved thousands and thousands of lives.
Towards such heroes, the nobles whispered a condemned look and laughter.
Is that it?
Even the Holy Father ignores his grandson.
The only brother to carry on the mother's blood is cursed and driven mad. He rushed to kill the Seven and eventually joined the fight.
In the end, the seven princes ended up in prison.
A humble prince without power and authority.
In a power struggle, it was not unusual to be betrayed again or killed at any time.
No one supported him, nor tried to be a backpacker.
I only exist alone.
“That's why. ”
Lord Jennard told me how he felt, and raised his head and confronted Allen.
“That's why I wanted to be the back of the prince. ”
That's why Lord Jennard tried.
He was promoted to Earl, and he could use the support of the Celestial Declaration.
A tremendous amount of support, supplies paid every year, and prisoners who are increasingly skilled and evolved.
Everything was getting ready.
The soldiers and prisoners he was raising also supported the Seven.
If the seven popes were pushed out of a power struggle and threatened by someone, they wanted to protect them.
Even if it was a rebellion.
Who is worthy of the Holy Father's place if not him?
But.
“... What a waste of effort. ”
7 The prince denied it.
Lord Jennard smiles bitterly and nods.
Wasted effort, that was right.
The 7th was not as weak as Lord Jennard thought.
He escaped from prison on his own, and rescued his fighting brother and hunted the Vampire.
He saved the princess from Aslan's war and defeated the king. He defeated Michael, the leader of the rebellious Kaolium Cult in his own country.
You stopped the civil war in the Kingdom of Rome, and it looks like you've been doing something else in Iceland.
The more they accumulated, the more the people supported the Seven, and even the Holy Father Celts now appointed him their successor.
Jennard, you didn't have to do this.
“I see. I underestimated the prince. ”
7I felt genuinely happy that the prince himself grew up and was recognized by everyone.
However, his efforts were wasted and bitter. Rather, I was burdened with the guilt of rebellion that might harm the seven emperors.
This is just too hard to get over.
I won't hand it over to the Holy See.
Even prisoners, including Lord Jennard, will be executed for treason.
The power is in the hands of Lord Jennard.
‘Rather than being helpful, I only interrupted it. ’
7 Regardless of the prince's intentions, he enlisted the troops, and even entered the ears of the chorus.
The nobles will beg you to suppress such forces.
7 The Crown Prince may be deprived of the position of the ascending Holy Father's heir.
In that thought, Lord Jennard was filled with grief.
‘I don't want to... ’
At that time, the seven popes opened their mouths.
“Your troops can cause great confusion to the Holy See. But."
Lord Jennard looks at Allen.
“On the contrary, it could be a great help to the Holy See. ”
Lord Jennard's eyes widen.
Allen stands up with a light smile.
I'm sure it's a big deal, but Alan said it's not a big deal.
“Write a detailed report and submit it to the Holy Father. Dan!”
Alan places his hand on Lord Jennard's shoulder.
He said, empowering his hands.
“This has been a secret mission to defend the North and to create an army to stop vampires," he added. "
Lord Jennard nods, his head shaking.
Honestly, it's not very convincing.
The training of the clergy began before that.
However, as many people are needed, the Holy Father needs time to think.
“Th…. I will do this.But won't that trouble the Crown Prince? ”
What are you gonna do now that you're thinking about it? ’
Alan shakes his head.
We're already in trouble.
You can't just leave the seeds you sow.
“It doesn't get any better if you talk to me. It's for the Holy Father to decide. ”
"..."
“Also, Lord Jennard, let me speak to the Holy Father about your disposition. ”
It was one of the few fates. He was also as obedient to Allen as he was to the army needed to deal with the Vampires.
If you abandon Lord Jennard like this, the priestly army that has just begun to grow becomes meaningless.
Perhaps Lord Jennard will be all right. If you present your achievements so far, even the Holy Father will give you some serious punishment.
If you hand the troops over to the Holy See, the Holy See won't be so angry.
Celts are impulsive, but they are the first to think of a country accordingly.
‘Of course I have to convince him. ’
It was Alan who asked me to investigate in the first place.
That's why the Catholic Church investigated the North and found out about it. Even the Holy Father would have guessed what the reason was.
“If something like this happens next time, you should discuss it with me first. Or embarrassing.”
Lord Jennard's shoulders sag.
“I'll be careful.”
Alan looks at Charlotte.
“Arrest Lord Jennard. We can't just leave him in the yard on suspicion. ”
“I understand.”
Charlotte bows her head.
Allen looks at Lord Jennard before he leaves the room.
“Pray and pray to the Holy Father for your lives. ”
“Convince him yourself. ”
Alan closes the door and walks out.
Charlotte reaps the sword.
With the sword in the dark, Lord Jennard leans back to the couch and sweats a cold sweat.
Am I alive? ’
To be honest, I didn't know what I was thinking until just now.
The joy of meeting the seven emperors, the sadness that it might hurt him, and the complex emotions that can be relieved of being killed by the seven emperors.
And when Allen disappeared, the horror of almost dying came later.
‘It caused me trouble again. ’
There was nothing the Lord could do for the Emperor in the peaceful countryside.
Lord Jennard sighs.
If you post a report, either will be decided.
or disposal.
Fortunately, there is one thing.
I don't know myself, but at least the prisoners and soldiers of Lonia here will not be killed.
‘This will also be the mercy of Goddess Gaia and the Son. ’
Lord Jennard raises his prayers with his hands together.
As a man's disciple, he decided to follow the one he wanted to serve to the end.
That was Gaia and the current Seven, Alan Olfalls.
* *
“This is driving me crazy.”
I shaken my head walking down the hall of the mansion.
Gerald was banished to the north by tax evasion in the past.
In fact, even though it was later known to be an alias and ordered the Holy Father to return directly to the old territory, he pleaded with himself to be in the North.
I can't believe that's why.
Besides, what was that reaction?
It was like a Cultist.
Seduced by faith, there was no fear. A cybernetic image that moves on its own without brakes.
I am not hostile, but I have committed an act that may be a threat.
“Elise was right. ”
Some of the Ancient Saints could make a congregation.
I went further than I had heard from Elise on the Wyvern.
We may not be able to control it.
We need to observe it with our own eyes in the Great Depression.
“This isn't the only place, is it? ”
I set my chin down as I walked down the hall.
Slaves in the Black Cult in Aslan, they must have had an impact.
As the Princess Tinya used to use her power, so will those slaves.
The same is true of the refugees who rescued us from the Rom Kingdom.
“Too many. ”
My head feels itchy.
I was reluctant to use my sexual strength to save people, but I can't believe how out of control I am.
I thought I knew everything about the skills I used. I was too arrogant.
While thinking about it, I took a step and looked out the window.
A short distance from the mansion, prisoners march through in formation.
Maybe they're all holding shovels.
At that time, there were outstanding people.
“... Sir? ”
It's Rupel.
No, I heard from Haman that he created a new identity with the help of Lord Jennard.
What was her name again?
[Name: Spell
Age: 27
Characteristics: Canopy, Excellent Speech, Excellent Body, Strong Power, Gender Characteristics
+ There is only atonement, so let's set a goal and save people.]
I looked at the distant spell through my mind.
The characteristics changed.
“... there really is a canopy. ”
I looked at his character with a surprised look.
Before that, it was completely renamed.
That's what happens when you change your name.
It was time to think about it.
Hans, with a jar in his hand, is approaching from across the hall.
“Ah! Great timing, Your Highness! ”
I looked at Hans.
Hans came running to me.
The jar in his hand contained the sap from the mouthwash he had just asked me to put holy water in.
Hans shakes the bottle and gives it to me.
“Drink this! ”
“... What is this? ”
I received a gourd bottle.
When I open the cork with my hands, the stench flows down the hall.
Even the servants and maids who were far away looked at us with frowns.
I was also impressed by the disgusting smell.
“More disgusting than the stench of a corpse. ”
“Right?"
Hans grins as confidently as he blocks his nose.
“Have a drink!”
“Are you trying to avenge me? ”
I stared at Hans.
Then Hans shook his hand.
“No way. This elixir is good for your body. ”
“Elixir?"
“Supports fatigue relief and natural remedies. And it will also help you grow faster. Oh, I don't think it's going to do much good for the Crown Prince. It's too strong... ”
“Growth rate? ”
I tilted my head and asked.
Hans nods.
“Even priests sometimes, don't they? Drinking holy water and training to speed up growth.... but it doesn't work for the high priests. ”
There is, except that the holy water is expensive and not so powerful, but it is the way most priests are reluctant to do it.
“The ship will work better than that. ”
“Clinical trials? ”
“Who am I? Aren't you a genius?”
Hans shakes his chest as he tightens his neck.
“If I say so. ”
"... drink it. ”
Hans frowns as he gives out his gourd bottle.
He takes the jar.
“I can't believe you doubted my relationship with the prince for years. ”
“It hasn't been that long since I met you. ”
“Take a good look. I wonder how good this is... ”
Hans drank the elixir in the jar.
Swallow in your mouth.
And….
“Woof!"
I closed my mouth.
Hans looks nauseous, opens a window and tries to spit out the debris.
Even though I tried hard, I kept my mouth shut with both hands.
“... you said it was rare? Can I just throw up? ”
“That's disgusting.... And I didn't puke. This is a rare thing that is hard to find anywhere in the world. ”
Hans leans against the wall with difficulty.
I called the maid in the hallway to hold him up.
I shaken my head to see Hans like that.
“I don't need it. You said it wouldn't work on me anyway. ”
Hans, supported by the maid, coldly said.
“I do. I just want you to give it to someone you know as a gift. ”
“... I'm gonna hear a lot of swearing. ”
I shake Hans' whistle jar. Then I looked out the window.
I didn't see my brother.
You're off duty.
The Undead are in the middle of a clearing, so they must have been mobilized there.
I asked Hans what the bear was thinking.
“You said this is good for relieving blood, right? ”
“Yes, it is. But it tastes like shit and it hurts. ”
I smiled playfully.
It will be fun to pick on my brother in a long time.
* *
The sun began to set.
As darkness approaches, prisoners outside of Lonia who were disposing of undead bodies begin to enter the territory.
“Hey, Mr. Gravekeeper! The night is dangerous. Get out of here after work! ”
One of the prisoners yells at Spell.
Nevertheless, Spell deals with the undead's corpse in a cart behind him.
“Just a little more. ”
The sweaty Spell said confidently. Looking at him, the prisoners look at each other and shrug their shoulders.
“He's out of his mind. ”
“You're acting like you're possessed. ”
“Apparently, he committed a grave sin. Whatever the crime is, he wants to atone for it, and he's been working his ass off. ”
The prisoners enter Lonia one by one.
The sun is setting.
By nightfall, Schulfel had dragged the cart with the body to Ronia's territory.
No matter how late he got, it was dangerous out there.
At that moment, the spell hardens, startled and stunned.
You placed the cart in your hand.
I drew my sword from my waist.
“Who are you?”
He looked ahead.
A man walks out of a dark place.
A priest in a bird's beak mask and a white robe.
He was a man with a jar in his hand.
“Who?”
A man in a bird mask suppressed his voice and uttered his voice.
Then he tilted his head and waved the bottle lightly.
“Passing Extra Clergy. ”
Alan smiles inside the bird mask.