The refugees were relieved that the pursuit of yotoons was lost.
With the chaos gone, it's easier to control the refugees.
Charlotte was able to rest for a long time because she stopped the pursuit to some extent.
Charlotte lies on the bed to get some sleep, but her eyes do not close.
Week.
Alan hasn't woken up yet.
‘It's going to be okay. ’
He collapsed every time and got up again.
He doesn't give up, so he can stand up and smile again.
But, um...
Charlotte raises her torso on the bed.
The servant girl who was waiting in the dark tilted her head and asked.
“Can't sleep? ”
“Yes."
“Don't let your heart sway. Charlotte is the Lord of Heraiz. ”
Charlotte nods at the servant's words.
I know.
You are the Holy Spirit's sword and shield.
But I have no choice but to be moved.
This time, I couldn't sleep because of the horrific thought that I might actually die.
“I'll clear my head. Bring some armor.”
The maids dress her in armor.
With her gloves on, she carries a shield and kicks the sword into her waist.
She leaves the barracks and heads into the woods, where strangers can see her.
Charlotte tilts her head.
“Ser Haman? ”
“Are you not Earl Charlotte? ”
Haman swings his sword, finds Charlotte, and puts it in the sword.
He also looks tired whether he hasn't been able to sleep.
Such a loyal man.
He was even more by the Holy Father's side than he was by himself.
“The erl can't sleep either? ”
When Haman says it first, Charlotte looks awkward.
“You don't have to be respectful when you're alone. ”
“I'll do that. ”
Haman smiled at Charlotte.
He was much better than he was when he was as inflexible as before.
Charlotte draws her sword.
“Do you want to compete?”
“You've got to be kidding me. A duel with the Sword King? ”
Haman panics.
I am not confident enough to attack the Sword King.
Charlotte looks sad, and Haman smiles helplessly.
Then, Charlotte flinches.
My back is creeped out.
With a cool sensation, Charlotte looks around.
“Sir Haman, something's coming. ”
“What?"
Haman looks around and draws his sword.
“A vampire.”
“No."
“Jotun.”
“No, I'm not.”
Charlotte is sweating cold.
She looked at the ground as she lived.
The dust rises.
“... It's bigger. ”
The ground begins to rumble.
Haman wanders around.
This place is dense in the forest, but you can tell if the Jotuns are coming soon.
But I don't see Jotun.
No, Charlotte said it was something other than a Jotun, which means something big enough to ring the ground.
At that moment, Charlotte's eyes widened.
“Underground...? ”
Charlotte quickly reaches out and pushes Haman away.
Kung-!
The ground cracks open and a giant snake of clay spills out.
He steps back and shouts in panic.
“Charlotte!"
A snake that soared 50 metres, Yort tried to swallow its prey.
The large shield is stuck in your mouth and does not close.
Charlotte crouches and draws her sword between her shields.
“Phew... ”
Inflicts power to the sword.
The grappling sword spreads its white aura, swinging it.
Kung-!
The snake of clay inflates the body of the yogurt.
- Queeeek!
You scream, pounding and spitting Charlotte out.
Charlotte drops hundreds of meters, and she grips her teeth and raises her shield.
You swing your shield and strike the tabernacle of sacred power as it falls to the ground.
The impact decreased as the force and the ground collided.
Charlotte groans and yells at Haman.
"Ser Haman! That's an order. Evacuate the Holy Father...! ”
Haman looks up at the yogurt.
The snake of clay thumps and screams.
The refugees must have seen it by now.
King Hans and Franz will personally evacuate the refugees.
“I'll fight with you, Charlotte."
“You two are too much! ”
Haman stops.
You can't fight a monster like that without Rune Armor.
When Haman gripped his teeth, Charlotte said.
“There may be other Vampires or Yotoons. First things first, Your Holiness!"
The words move Haman.
He stepped back and said.
“I'll bring reinforcements. ”
Haman retreats.
Yort glances down at Charlotte, his tongue fluttering.
I vomited a sandstorm with my mouth wide open.
With a giant snake in front of him, Charlotte raises her shield.
"... Come on. Snake of the sand."
* * *
Roy swallows a groan.
I was sweating profusely as I exhaled.
I spread my hands in front of a silver bowl.
I closed my eyes and focused.
This is the week.
I tried to find the soul of the Holy Father, but I couldn't figure out where it was.
“That's enough, Holy Mother! Roy is in trouble!”
Lawrence pleads with his hands on Roy's shoulders.
But Elise didn't hear it.
I was holding Allen's hand with both hands and reciting the Bible in prayer.
Royce said,
“It's okay. I'm still... ”
“But Roy. ”
“Please, I want to concentrate. Father."
Rocence shut up.
At that time, Lawrence looks at the entrance to the tent.
It was noisy outside.
Lawrence steps forward to clear the tent. And when I went outside, I saw refugees rushing.
Could it have been another attack by yotoons or vampires?
It was time to think about it.
You hear the monster's cry behind your back.
As Lawrence looks back, stunned, he sees a giant mud snake.
“Oh, my...”
Lawrence hurries back into the barracks.
“Roy, we have to run! With... this? ”
Lawrence looks dazed.
Roy closes his eyes quietly.
Laurence's voice is no longer heard.
Roy looks at the dark.
Slowly, I fell into a trance.
Now we must find a way.
We need to find something to lean on, and follow it.
- Ah... ah... Ah... ah...
I hear a small sound.
Is that it?
All right, let's go.
Roy makes his move.
Find the one connected to the Holy Water.
With that thought, I relied on hearing.
And here's what I heard.
- Queahhhhhh!
It was screaming.
Roy opens his eyes in a flash.
As he steps forward, his feet trample on a land of flesh and blood.
Roy looks away from his fear.
The earth is made up of blood and flesh.
You see a sea of blood, and the sky is a world of gray.
“Hiya!”
Roy feels a breathless illusion.
But I turned my eyes away.
Zombies are roaming, and the bones of the dead are digging in the ground.
This... is purgatory.
You've come to the wrong place! ’
I had to follow the energy of the Holy Water, but I leaned on my hearing and took the wrong path.
As Roy sweats coldly, the dead look at him.
- Alive.
- It's the soul of the living!
Zombies and skeletons rush at you.
- Give me that flesh!
- Hungry! Hungry!
- Give me the body!
The dead come running.
Roy runs back and forth.
You enter a forest full of trees that feed on blood, fertilizing flesh.
Roy, who was jumping around without a leaf, eventually fell into the lake of blood.
Suddenly, the hand of the skeletal dead reaches out.
- Give me your body!
- Your body...!
- A new life...!
Roy howls.
‘No, if we keep going...! ’
It strips away the body.
If he wakes up, his body will be taken from these dead.
I need you to wake up! ’
Roy grips his teeth.
I'm sorry for the saint, but I can't find the Holy Father anymore.
This is purgatory.
There can be no Holy Spirit.
It was just then.
- Grab this!
A rope is sent to Roy, who is in a daze.
Roy looks at the man who threw the rope in surprise.
A skeleton wrapped around a robe on a bone ferry.
- Come on!
Skeleton makes it sound urgent.
Roy grabs the rope.
Skeleton pulls the rope and carries Roy aboard.
The hands of the dead protruding from the lake of blood gradually fade away.
When Roy sighs of relief.
The skeleton gently surrounds Roy.
- Thank God. Thank God, baby.
Roy had a strange feeling.
The voice of a strange woman.
But somehow I miss it.
“Who are you?”
In Roy's question, Skeleton stops.
I quickly let go of Roy's hand. Skeleton looks at Roy, clutching his hands tightly and hesitating. -... kid, what are you doing here? This is not where the living come from.
"..."
Roy smiles bitterly.
Do you think you are a living person?
The refugees look at you and stone you to death.
He also sucked the blood of a vampire.
If I think about it, I was never an ordinary person.
Roy looks at the skeleton with a moxa.
The skeleton in front of you is somehow very cautious of you.
I am cautious, like the way I talk and act.
I mean, wouldn't he be trustworthy?
Roy decides to call for help.
“I'm looking for the Holy Father.
Your Holiness?
“Yes, Allen Olfalls. He's in the heavenly world. Do you know how to get there? ”
The skeleton flickers with a surprised glare.
* *
“Fight the gin! ”
Haman raises his sword and shouts, and the paladins line up with his shield.
“Priests, prepare for magic! ”
Priests lift the staff and pray.
As you look at them, the snake of clay, Jort, snakes his mouth and rushes open.
Charlotte stands in the way of such a yogurt.
“Hehe!"
Inhale and raise shield.
The sacred power is in Charlotte's eyes, and she knows the jort's movements.
Mana vibrates.
You see Mana's flow come alive with every move.
It can be stopped.
Charlotte put her power into her shield.
You leap across the ground and swing your shield toward Mana's crevice.
Kung-!
The snake of clay explodes under the jaw of a yogurt, and the attack bounces off.
As my long body rises, I swing my tail and turn to the heavenly army.
“Brace for impact! ”
With Haman's cry, the paladins bend down and support the ground.
You lift the shield and inject the SP to practice paring at the same time.
Kung-!
Dozens of paladins vomit blood pushing back.
The Pokémon bounces its tail.
Yort opens his mouth, screaming.
Sand gathers in the body of the yogurt.
The sand clumps, creating a massive boulder that gushes through your mouth.
“Evasive!”
As the paladins divide to the left and to the right, they dodge the boulder, once again slamming the jort's tail.
“Parrying…! ”
Haman shouts, but it's too late.
You try to inject the Holy Spirit while raising your shield, but the paladins become minced meat dipped into the snake's tail.
Those around me were reminded of the air.
“Damn it, Yuria, do something! ”
“I'm doing it! ”
As the grill shouts, Yuria raises her crossbow.
You shoot at the bolt with the sacred power and pierce Jort's body, but give him no critical injuries.
“I hate it, even if it was Muskets...! ”
Yuria reloads the crossbow.
Edolf snatches Yuria by the tail as she flies toward her.
Yort stares at Charlotte.
A small insect prevents its attacks and evades them.
I was unable to follow Urgarh's orders at this time.
The yogurt flies its tongue of dirt and looks toward the refugee camps.
A huge barracks.
Where the paladins protect us.
That's it.
Where the monster Urgarh gave the order to sleep.
If you want to go there...!
The yogurt buries its head in the ground.
Quickly digs a tunnel.
As Charlotte, Haman and Edolf rest, a jolt rises just below the refugee camp.
The tent is removed by wind pressure.
Lawrence panics and surrounds Roy.
The other priests were hardened.
Elise shrouded Allen in surprise.
When the yogurt opens his mouth and tries to tear down the barracks.
“... the Magic Legion. ”
The yogurt stops. You turn your head.
There were horsemen racing through the forest.
Wizards in robes with sticks.
They are also Irish Wizards.
“Magic deployment. ”
As Mana flows, magic jeans are engraved around the yogurt.
Yort opened his eyes and looked at the one who was coming to the forefront of the wizards.
“Gravity magic. Execute!”
Kung-!
The room distorts and the yogurt becomes heavier.
The yogurt's body lands flat on the ground.
- Queahhhh!
As the yogurt growls, the robe of the man who rode into the lead on a horse is peeled off.
At the same time, the swords of light are summoned from the sky.
The man shouted.
“I've seen you."
Emperor of the Holy See, King of ruined Iceland.
White Ice.
“The monster who ruined my country! ”
He jumps.
“Gaia, by your power! ”
He holds the Sword of Light in his prayer.
“Pierce the evil snake! ”
White slams his sword of light toward the Jorttle as he fights.