1.
- God.
- Help me.
One girl prayed, and it was done.
Because I did.
- God.
- Help us.
As a butler, a boy who had stood by the girl as a childhood friend raised his prayer, and he also fulfilled it.
2.
"First, I have to change the layout of the ceremony. ”
Raviel whispers.
“Now that I know where the apostles are coming from, I can focus my special forces and unmanned troops there. ”
As I was preparing for the wedding, I realized that the bride and groom are given tremendous power. We can arrange for our guests to attend the wedding.
Nobles who are enemies to each other can sit at the same table as long as we want. Of course, our reputation will be ruined and insulted, but is that the bulk of it? You have to break the apostles of this world first.
‘Things would have been so much easier if I could have taken away the blessing…. ’
Unfortunately, I couldn't copy my skill, [I want to be like you], to the blessing used by the goldfish.
- Zombie, I told you. Towers are cold in strange places.
The messenger was expressing excitement about whether I was so happy that I couldn't eat.
You're getting a lot of blessings right now, aren't you? Even when you're fighting Anglers. It's still the Gahoni of Superstition, the Gahoni of Sassin.
‘Yes, they are being treated separately from my skills. ’
Exactly what part of "Buff effect the constellation put on its skills"? So the mechanism itself is working. What's the big deal? If you coerce him, he can attack the constellation he hung and kill him.
‘Okay, fine. ’
I grumbled. It seemed like some kind of computer game, but what was right in front of me was not a game.
The Inquisitor pushes that reality into view.
“If you have an apostle who is good at psychological attacks, you need to reduce the size of your guests much more than they are now! Especially if it's the Apostle's blessing to recreate [his own happy memories]! ”
The candles burn and illuminate the Inquisitor's face.
Midnight.
The three of us gathered in the Twirlet Room and put our heads together. On the table was the layout of the wedding venue and the guest list. Raviel's Twirlet Room has transformed into our own secret Ops Conference room.
“The most deadly poison in the world never hurts anyone. Not many people can escape the poison of happiness sprayed by the [Immortal Happiness Preacher]! ”
“… this is the problem. ”
Raviel touches the guest list with a long finger.
“The smaller the size of the guests, the harder it will be to deal with the [Eternal Plain Warrior] side. This apostle summons an army of 10,000 troops. If you increase the scale, you will be psychologically.If you decrease the scale, you will be crushed by the quantity. ”
“Hmm. That's a good point. It's really not easy... ”
The two of them were deeply troubled. The candles are burning.
"Leave that to me. ”
I opened my mouth.
The two of them turned to me.
“Do you have a good idea, king? ”
“Yes."
I nodded. And I explained my plan. As I continued to speak, Raviel and the Inquisitor became more and more different.
“…… indeed. ”
Raviel looks stunning.
“My wife has a very large network. If we proceed with the wife's plan, there should be no problem. ”
Raviel was not hesitant to praise me, as I had no intention of admiring her. I was a little embarrassed.
“But I have a condition. ”
“What?”
“Please allow me to wear black. Raviel.”
"......."
Raviel shuts his mouth.
Only the person who can wear black on the wedding day in the Empire will be the owner of the family. The duchess is not the color I should take. Nevertheless, I had to wear black.
“I'm not trying to be the Duke of Sazam. However..."
“No, you don't have to make excuses. I've always known that wives don't covet power. ”
Raviel shakes his head.
“Just following the customs and traditions of the empire. And I can't ignore my wife's wishes because of traditions and customs. Well, I'll get you something to wear. ”
“Thank you.”
The three of us made eye contact and nodded. It was just a coincidence, but the candles were hanging on the table just as we looked up.
We're all set.
3.
Dinner is coming.
The nobles from the Empire have begun to enter the ceremony.
One month until the wedding is announced and ready. It was a severely hyper-speed wedding, but no nobleman has emerged strong enough to refuse to be invited to Ivan's engagement. No matter how hard you chew, you still have to smile.
Power was a gangster.
“…… The layout of the ceremony was strange. ”
Even those nobles tilted their heads when they came to the wedding. It's not a temple, it's an outdoor ritual. I get it. The bond between nobles and commoners is hard to be blessed.
However.
“What brings the unmanned to one place? ”
Grand Chamberlain has entered the groom's dressing room. My stepfather asked.
“Besides... this placement... Excuse me, but it looks like you were expecting a battle. I gathered useful fighting men in front of me, and I put ordinary nobles behind me. ”
“I don't know what you're talking about. ”
I was flattered by my acolytes and indulged in manipulation. The old man wipes out his empty smile.
“You seem to have put away all the nagging scrapes in front of you, just a useful sign. Would you excuse me for saying this? ”
“It'll all mean something to your husband. ”
“And she wears a knife to her waist. ”
“Yes, I enjoy practicing martial arts as usual. Should the one who will become the moon of Ivanxia be lightly reflected? And maybe there will be a gang at the wedding. Be prepared.”
“Indeed. Just in case.... ”
The old man smiled bitterly.
“Very well, then. I'll tell my comrades to be prepared for [just in case] you don't know." Oh, my God. This is why Duke Ivanca chose me as his wife's second in command... ”
The old man greeted me and left the dressing room. Perhaps he's trying to tell his commandos to prepare for battle.
This was also an induced response.
‘The more people who remain calm in the unlikely event, the better. ’
Raviel is already moving people under water.
[Disgruntled impurity molecules are trying to cause terrorism]
That rumor spread. Not everyone will believe the rumors, but nobles are psychological beasts. If you put vigilance in a corner of your mind, it will definitely work.
“Gaaaah!”
The effect came sooner than I thought.
‘There you are.'
I hurriedly ran out of the dressing room, removing the acolytes.
At the same time, only the Inquisitor and myself were heard in this world.
[The Apostle of the 'Cow of the Waste Harvest’ is a phenomenon.]
[The apostle of 'The Eternal Plain Horse’ is realized.]
[The apostle of the 'Immortal Happiness evangelist’ is realized.]
The same sunset as yesterday unfolded. The sky was broken, and the apostles of the Three Rooms appeared through a crack like a glass window.
“Oh my…. ”
“God, what the hell is that...? ”
The guests stood up. It was the same thing that struck them. However, when I looked closely, my posture changed. The Unsullied instinctively gathered around each other and grabbed their swords, and the unstoppable nobles shuddered to flee at any moment.
And...
“Inquisitor Ethan! ”
Most of all, my behavior has changed.
“Yes, the king! ”
Inquisitor Ethan answered, who was waiting in front of the dressing room.
“From now on, I will ride on the back of the king! ”
“Okay!”
“Sacred rites, transmit! ”
It was the moment I realized that Inquisitors are psychopaths for the first time. When the Fall Rain Demon King and Goddess of Protection took the test and we split up. It was a sacred ceremony used by the Inquisitor.
Effect is teleportation.
- Huh?
Destination is Red Sky.
- What, what?
The Apostle of the Hammer. He's right behind the Baron of Gold.
The golden thread looked back at me in embarrassment. Chaen! The sword I wielded and the hammer she raised clamor. The high gravity overhead crushed me. I felt my body falling vertically and cried out.
“One-more time! ”
“Hahaha! Yes! Holy Communion, send! ”
The Inquisitor exclaimed as if he was enjoying himself. The next moment, we appeared again behind the back of a goldfish. I slammed my sword against the spine of an empty gold falcon.
- Heave!
The gold medallion barely stopped my attack this time. But two unexpected attacks were fatal. The posture is distorted.
Whoo-hoo!
Originally intended to drop amicably from above, she just started falling, her posture collapsing.
- I don't know what tricks you're playing! It won't work anyway!
The golden eagle shouts. The wind pressure from the fall scatters her golden hair.
- My body is a fortress! Nothing can hurt me now! I am invincible! The Cow of the Waste has given me an unharmed body!
“You gave your soul to the apostle because you didn't want to get hurt! ”
- What do you care?
The golden thread used evil.
- All anyone sees is Raviel Ivania! You bitch! Pretend you understand all the sadness in the world! I'll kill you! I'll take everything she's got!
Ugly, ugly desires.
But I didn't laugh at the gold medallion. No matter how frustrating or cosmetic, ultimately, it is the hostile desire to lead people. I know that because I've seen it.
However.
“I had to know that someone who was less than you had a lot of fun in the world! Baron!”
That's what you can say.
I held the scabbard tighter.
“A man knows the pain he has suffered! So when others scream in agony, they imagine how lonely it can be, and they become compassionate! It doesn't matter where you're from! Everyone who screams in pain is someone else! ”
- Ha, fuck you! Who the hell lives that life?
The golden eagle is dying. The wind is raging. She looked up at me as I was falling in the air.
- You can't hurt me anyway! I am the barren, immortal, immortal body!
Yeah, it is.
A human being turned into a word would have already changed. That a horse is powerless. We need our strength to help scream. That's why the doctrine of the Shadow held the sword.
“Sparkle!”
[Sparkles answer the warrior's call.]
“From the sword of an idol to the sword of compassion! ”
It was the moment I ordered.
[Yes, Warrior.]
A dark tablecloth flows from the sword. Cough! The sacred blade was instantly contaminated by the black reliquary.
Their abilities were both powerful and simple.
He is surrounded by a free body, one of Mutia's blessings!
I'm not literally hurt.
But I had a law of sabotage.
My ability is pain.
The sword I acquired from your world.
"He who cuts me shall feel pain.
There are no wounds left in the body, nor is there death.
Pain without hurt is my ability.
The Goddess of Protection's second ability.
It was compassion.
“Sylvia Abinyl! ”
I struck the sword, shouting the true name of the golden harp.
“I'll kill you now! ”
- Ha.
The gilded thread laughs. She doesn't seem to want to avoid me. He asked me to stab him if I was going to stab him. Trust in the blessings you have received. Absolute confidence was supporting her.
- I'll kill you if you kill me.
The golden thread is not finished.
Instead, the screams are torn.
- Aaahhhh!!
My blade pierced her heart precisely. No injuries were sustained. The blade pierced the chest of the golden eagle like it was transparent. The blood does not leak.
- Hic, ha, ha!
But there was pain.
- Aah! Aah!!
The scream of blood in the red sky is torn. As he fell like a single meteor, the golden harp cried out in agony. Her voice spreads through the wind at dusk.
“Inquisitor Ethan! ”
We were falling from the sky. The ground is approaching rapidly. I stabbed the heart of the Golden Hawk once more.
Right before he fell to the ground.
“Now!”
“Holy Commandment, send! ”
The Inquisitor shouts as if awaiting. He repeated the sacred rites several times. Pod! With every teleport, the falling speed decreases. At the last moment, we just landed. He escaped the fall.
However, the golden eagle did not escape.
Kuoooooo!
The ground shakes as if a small meteorite had fallen. The dust rises. Unlike the last iteration, the fall of the golden eagle has turned into a fall. The man who was hit by the hammer disappeared, too.
- Hic, hick, hick... Hic...?
There is only an apostle convulsing with pain in his heart.
I fixed the knife.
“Does it hurt?"
Then he slowly walked towards the golden eagle.
"It's gonna hurt.”
I recognized the sound of my feet and the golden thread flinched. Hiic, sighing, the golden harp stumbles.
-Do, help!
The golden thread did not listen to me. I just urgently asked for salvation. Towards the night sky. Towards another servant of the constellation.
- It's a deal! If you ignore me like this, Mutia won't tolerate it! They won't take your constellations seriously!
- Mmm-hmm.
The general on Pegasus opens his mouth.
- Strange, not a constellation. Fragments of the constellation.I can't imagine how I got hold of such goods.
The general raises the flag slowly.
- It does not change that it is an impediment to subjugation. Warriors following the horses. Wake up.
And then the summons opened.
- Mwah!
Hundreds and thousands of ghosts appeared. The ghosts reflected in the red sunset were like murderers in a furrowed suit. Scared screams erupted from the wedding venues.
The opponent's ability was absolute.
The Sanctuary battlefield is a Wide Dynasty. It affects the whole area.
The effects are amazing, and it's [fix the summoned person's abilities in his prime!]
Each of those ghosts is an elite soldier among the elite soldiers. The souls of the warriors who followed Mahjong!
But I had a law of sabotage.
“Confucius.”
Raviel came up behind me one day and said, Looking back, Raviel holds something in both hands.
“Wear it.”
It was a black cloak.
Raviel wrapped me in a cloak like a scarf. The white tuxedo I wore was soon hidden in a black cloak. On the black side, the silver thread was embroidered by the Ivan family crest.
In the meantime, an army of ghosts has drawn closer.
“Go, Duke! ”
The unmanned guests looked at Raviel in panic. Unlike the last round, the march of ghosts itself was a horror.
“What should I do? Command us... ”
"Shut up."
"......."
Raviel simply replied and finished putting a cape on me. The attitude was that the Phantom Army was not worried.
"Hmm."
She glances around my wardrobe and nods.
“Nice cape, too. ”
“Thank you for doing this. But I have to protect this much."
“I understand. Finish what you want." ”
“Yes."
I smiled and turned my back.
An enormous number of ghosts rush in.
The Sanctuary battlefield is a Wide Dynasty.
Immobilize the summoned person's abilities during his lifetime.
It affects the whole area.
I slowly raise the Black Sword.
And I said,
“Caucasian reincarnation. ”
Shadows spread like earthen spiders beneath my feet.
[Activates skill.]
Evening.
The sky is red at dusk, and the horizon is covered in shade.
- What...!
The general, who was leading Pegasus on a good run, pauses. The ghosts that followed stopped. A confident charge to slaughter us easily was blocked by the shadows buried on the ground.
“My Lord. ”
One of the shadows opens its mouth.
“You summoned me.”
Anglers kneeled on one knee.
Her appearance was different than usual. It was not in the form of Eschel. Dark red mud envelops the mouth and flows constantly. It was the [Fall Rain Demon King] I dealt with the other day.
Immobilize the summoned person's abilities during his lifetime.
It wasn't just the anglers.
Behind her knees, there are unarmed men in silent application. Each had a different face, a different origin, a different life, but they were one in black.
“I meet the Bishop of Macheon! ”
People who are proof of my life.
I said with a black cloak.
“Fight for me. ”
The followers of the doctrine of the Shadow held sway.
“I take orders from the Socialist! ”
The time has come to start a war.