Soul Eater of the Rebellion

You can hear the prayer. Sometimes high as singing, sometimes low as mourning, the voice for salvation fills the cathedral with a poem.

The people gathered were diverse. Men and women, old and young, rich and poor, all praying with a serious expression.

Prayer goes to God. However, it is not an existing God.

They were praying for a new God who gave them divine qualities himself.

In recent years, fantasy species have frequently appeared in various parts of the continent. The incarnation of a calamity that cannot be stopped even with the army of a single country, emerges from the hole of the earth called the Dragon Cave and attacks humans.

It was not until last year that the lush country that possessed the south was destroyed by the poisonous dragon Hydra.

Why is the fantasy species that comes from the Dragon Hole so hostile to humans? For the earth itself contains enmity toward man: and they that are present thought, and prayed, that they might quell the enmity of the earth.

For the God they worship refers to the earth itself, which produces the seed of illusions.

Those who believe in the righteous God will not be attacked by the seeds of illusion. Even though I believe that, I am still sincerely praying for "appeasement" and "salvation".

They were called Light Gods.

Then, the name of the person who is called the Saintess by other believers, a woman who prays enthusiastically at the center of the Light God Muslims, was called Sofia Azurite.

After completing his prayer, Sophia returns to her room, where she sees her father and unexpectedly makes her face stronger.

However, it was less than half the time, and when the father turned his gaze, Sophia's face was already covered with a soft smile.

"Father--no, Holy Mother. You were there, weren't you?"

Umu

Sophia's father, the founder and supreme leader of the Hikaru Shrine, nods casually to her daughter's words.

She didn't seem to feel anything when she changed her "call to father" to "honorable title of status."

--No, you may not have heard my words in the first place.

Sophia nods slightly.

The visually impaired father had a deep wrinkle between his eyebrows, and his sickly, dull cheeks were occasionally shaking nervously.

It is not only the cheeks that are thin. The limbs are as thin as withered branches, and the bones and skin of the torso are those of the strangers who suffer from starvation.

There is no place like my father, who always smiled like a person and was troubled by the increase of meat around his stomach with age.

Everything has changed. With the emergence of the fantasy species, the fall of the Azurite family, and the death of my mother....

"Did you do anything wrong?"

The Pope nodded uncomfortably as Sophia pushed her inner grief.

Sophia reflexively shrinks her shoulders when she sees it. Not once or twice have I been reprimanded by my father for this expression.

However, it was not the daughter who was in a bad mood with the pope at that time, but something else.

"I'm talking about the fools who call themselves phantom burials." And he laid his hand again. "

In the religion of the Light God, the fantasy seed is the work of God, and the attack of the fantasy seed is the punishment given to the foolish man.

Therefore, it is not permissible to do all things. Humans attacked by the seeds of fantasy should lie down and repent of their folly.

If the confession were to come through, the claws of the fantasy species would be far away. And if he repented, and yet was taken away his life, it is that his sin was so great. The dead have redeemed their sins with their own lives.

The Hikaru Gods preached this to their followers, forbidding resistance and retaliation against the fantasy species. If you do that, the wrath of God will only be solicited.

On the other hand, the actions of the phantom burial volunteers are the exact opposite of this. They were foolishly antagonistic to the fantasy species.

If you do that, the damage caused by the fantasy species will continue to expand, and at last, the wrath of God will become a rain of light and wash the earth. The pope had repeatedly sent messengers to the scholars and warned them to throw away their weapons immediately, but they would not listen at all.

On the contrary, he also committed the great crime of killing (aya) the three fantasy seeds.

And today, a report came to the pope that they had sinned more. According to this, the Shinobi returned the black griffin that they had assaulted - the mythical beast that was supposed to tow the goddess's chariot.

The Pope clenched his tough, fistful fist and slammed it against the table in front of him.

"I can't sit back and watch his foolishness anymore!" By raising the total strength of the Light God Church and burying the unworthy scholars, we will appease the wrath of God. I will lead my followers, therefore obey you. "

When he told him so, the pope stood up and told him that he was done for. She won't listen to Sophia because she's determined that she can't go against what she says.

In fact, Sophia had never defied her father's orders before. And when I was told to sacrifice a part of my body unto God, I obeyed quietly.

But...

"Please wait, Holy Majesty."

Sophia thinks it's different this time.

As mentioned above, followers of the Kwangjin religion are following the path of increase, but on the other hand, there are many people who scorn the Kwangjin religion as heresy because of their peculiar doctrines. In particular, the existing church forces were jeopardizing the rise of Hikari Shintoism.

What would happen if the Light God religion turned its attention to the phantom soldiers? The opponents were those who had achieved the feat of the Fantasy Seed Crusade and raised their reputation. I hear that some people celebrate the samurai as their savior.

If you're hostile to these people, you can't just be disdained as a heretic. It must be ostracized as an evil religion, and the cult itself must be extinguished.

Above all, there is no way that the Phoenix Catholics who have not been trained can win against the powerful cultivators who will triumph over the fantasy seeds. Sophia thought so and tried to stop her father.

Stopped by his daughter, the pope lifted his brows and flicked his mouth as it turned white.

"What? You're not going to apostatize me, are you?"

The Pope gazes at Sophia with a prickly gaze. Cold and steep eyes are not meant for parents to look at their children.

Sophia shook her voice and answered her father's question.

"No, no, no, Your Holiness. What I want to say is that it is important for you. Without you, the Hikaru God religion will not stand. I will do the work of serving the fools, and I hope that you will contribute to the spread of the doctrine and the development of the Order."

Sophia knelt down and lowered her head deep enough that her forehead was on the ground.

The Pope does not answer. For Sophia, there was a silence that tightened her heart. The sweat that spurted out from her forehead turned into shizuku and spread to her cheeks.

When the words “Yes” came out of the pope's mouth, Sophia almost let go of her sense of relief.

No, maybe he was really unconscious. When I noticed, the Pope had disappeared from the room.

Sophia's mouth, which was slightly cursed and raised herself up, sounded sloppy and lethargic. It was like throwing up something bitter in my chest.

"Father..."

Sophia felt with grief that the spirit of her father, the Pope, was coming out of the right path.

But I will not leave my father for that reason. If you leave, there will be no one to support your father. If that happens, I won't be able to see my late mother.

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I cannot leave my father in that sense either.

"No matter how many fantasy seeds are buried by the cadres, no matter how many of them are replaced, they will spring up." There is no limit to the power of the earth, and one day the Cadets will expose their corpses to the wilderness. Their resistance means nothing..... "

Sophia muttered her words in her heart.

- Still. Still, if they don't stop resisting. If you do not live long by losing your head to God and begging for mercy, but by betraying God and wielding your blade, you will open up the future. At that time, I.....

It hurts!?

Sophia's thoughts suddenly hit her with sharp pain and a scream of pain.

Explore the right eye where Sophia's hand is the source of the pain. There is no eyeball that should be in the right orbit (cancer) hidden in the long forehead. It was consecrated to God by the hand of his father.

It was years ago. The wound had healed a long time ago and the pain was gone. That's why I'm in pain right now. I don't have to think about it.

Sophia winked for a moment to hold back something, and the next moment, she slapped Pachin and both cheeks. I got back in my spirits.

Having stopped thinking about the pain, Sophia decided to plan for the future instead.

There is no power in the Kwangjin Sect today to fight phantom mourners. First, we should get rid of the applicant, get into their pockets, and gather information. By not only listening to others, but also seeing with your own eyes and listening with your ears, you must be able to know the truth of the volunteers more deeply.

It is also necessary to disguise herself so that she will not be noticed as a Saintess of the Light God Sect. Particular attention must be paid to the distinctive features of the eye.

If so, we must hurry to prepare.

Sophia leaves the room spaciously to get all the things she needs.

The sound of the door closing echoed in the room where no one was left.