The Returner

1. The Black Mage is decisive! (2)

The Pope rubbed his eyebrows, looking at the shape of the dragon that was all over his head.

Dragon.

Worst life form.

An indispensable presence as a human being.

A worm-class dragon can make a nation fly... the worst creature of all time.

In the past, of course, it seemed that the other xenogens would be able to rank humans among the worst creatures, thanks to someone who had struck across the continent, but it was very unfair.

Unlike dragons born with at least one nation-class power, no matter how talented people are, they usually don't reach the tip of a dragon until they die.

It was very unfair to be treated like that because of Irregular, which has only happened once throughout history.

And that dragon is probably....

Is that Lord?

That giant golden fuselage.

A golden dragon of action-grade wouldn't have to think about it.

Dragon Road.

It is not the same concept as the king of men, but it is the most representative of dragons.

The last remaining day of Dragon Road was the day of its destruction.

Since that day, they had never appeared, so they were expected to be in retreat because they died or suffered a great wound from the throne of destruction. They appeared to eat bread here today.

So what do we do about the dragon? ’

The Pope lets out a deep sigh, and once again, his mind blazes.

[I'll say it again. Where is Diolet I?]

The Pope, who felt a spoonful in his head, suppressed the vomiting and shouted to the window.

“He is not here, Lord Rodsi! ”

The dreadful golden eyes of the Dragon Lord begin to shoot directly at the Pope.

[If what you're wearing is a symbol of the Pope Latrell, then you must be the Pope. Am I right?]

“Yes, Lord. ”

[Then, where is Dior I, the former Pope?]

The Pope said with a little confusion.

“He's dead.”

Huh?

When the Pope was surprised to learn that the dragon's expression could reveal a blank expression, the body flashed brightly, and he became a human and fell down to the pope's window.

Tuck!

The appendage lowers itself into the window frame and comes inside.

The Pope had to step back and make her seat.

“Welcome. ”

I don't know if it's appropriate for this situation, but that's all I had to say.

“Dead?”

“Yes, it is. ”

The appendage frowns.

I couldn't imagine his death when I thought of Dior I would never seem to fall, armed with such great divine power.

What could have led him to his death?

“Why?”

“Well……. ”

I yelled as if the Pope was feeling sick.

“It's called aging. What other reason could there be? ”

“Aging?”

“Yep. It's aging. It's natural history."

“... Even if a human being lives a short life, aging doesn't matter. How long has it been? ”

“It's been half a century since he died. ”

“To?”

The eyes of the appendage are filled with confusion.

“That day... how long has it been since the Day of Doom? ”

The Pope replied as if it was not bulky.

“A hundred years. ”

“Ah……. ”

Goddamn time!

I forgot!

It's a different timeline than here and there! That's a big difference too!

“A hundred years? ”

“Yes.”

Since Apeldrice took a break and immediately followed Lee Hyuk, guess what time he arrived?

“Thirty years a month? ”

The Pope had no idea what the appendage was mumbling.

However, I couldn't think enough to understand what the dragon said, so I just had to wait for her to organize her thoughts, staring at the distant mountains.

“Great. So Diolet I no longer exists. What is your name? ”

“Diolet II. ”

“... Is that what you're supposed to call it? ”

“Lord Lord seems a bit different from the dragon I know.... ”

“Of course. I've lived with humans. ”

Diolet II looks at the road and shakes her head.

If a dragon resembles a human being, then a human who lives with a dog resembles a dog!

What do you say to a person who looks like a dog?

Crazy bastard.

That's exactly right.

Diolet II had to worry that maybe the road ahead of her had gone mad from past injuries.

“What's with the eyes? ”

“… No. ”

That's why every single one of them is so human.

Like, yeah. Yeah, it is.

A trinket...

Dior II sighed deeply and deeply as she watched her well-bored daughter go into the wrong place.

“So why are you looking for the Pope? ”

“We need someone with divine power. ”

“What do you need? ”

“I will cleanse the zombies. ”

So... What's with the accent?

Something is subtly annoying... I think it's strange, and I don't think it's strange...

There's nothing wrong with someone else using this speech, but it's a bit strange to think the owner of that speech is a dragon.

It's also a bit strange that a dragon lady and a dragon lord wear this tone... No, it's very strange.

“Zombie Purge... I don't suppose that's what you need, Diolet I? You can take the right priest with you. ”

If you're a dragon, you're a dragon.

This is the Latrell Church.

Taking the Pope of Latrell with tens of millions of followers....

What, zombie cleanse?

This dragon was clearly mad.

The dragons were so big that every once in a while they did something really ridiculous, and now it seems like that's the case.

For example, use the Extreme Extinction Magic to tunnel through, or boil it to a hellfire.

“A million zombies? ”

“Oh, then we should go. ”

The Pope has to go!

What are you playing at?

We have to get him out of the tomb!

Immediately, the assessment of the appendicite changed.

If there's a million zombies, we're not going to the Pope, we're going to the Pope's grandfather. The continent is doomed to ruin.

“… but is it really a million? ”

“Yes.”

“Where are you? ”

“On the other side. ”

“ ……. ”

Diolet II lowers the castle on her head and scratches her white head.

“How many people can go? ”

“One person. ”

Hmm, I see.

So let me get this straight... There are a million zombies on the other side that have nothing to do with us, and one of them is fighting it! Just one! So only one of us has to go and solve it.

I'm sorry I keep repeating myself....

This dragon is crazy.

You're out of your mind.

“No, because it's possible! How do you clean up a million zombies by yourself? ”

“I came to pick you up because I think I can do it when I'm first grade Diolet.... ”

“He was the greatest priest in the history of the Church! He used to blow up the mountains with the Yellow Brick. ”

“Oh, really? ”

Because it looked similar.

“You're the same Pope, aren't you? ”

“I mean administrative! At the time, I was so confused that the Pope was a great fighter, and I was an administrative Pope who made money and worked well because I had to rebuild the Church! ”

“Ah……. ”

Apeldrich looks up and down Diore II and tilts his head.

“Then what is it? Is it useless?”

“ ……. ”

I'll start spreading the story carefully tomorrow.

The Dragon Lord is mad.

Perhaps the biggest crisis in Beraf since that day.

“So……. ”

“Yep.”

“Then who is the most divine among you? ”

“… I think……. ”

“Hmm?"

“Maybe I'm the best in the Church right now. It's not self-indulgence, it's true. ”

Appeldrich glances at you, and Diolet II looks away.

“You said administrative?”

“Let's just say it's versatile. ”

“You said you were weak.”

“Oh, I'm just incredibly weak compared to the Pope. ”

“But you're the best? ”

“… unfortunately. ”

Aphedrice sighs.

Well, it's nothing you wouldn't understand.

It was the reality that many talents were poured out when any force grew, and when they collapsed, no talent factors were seen.

It is natural that more people gather when they accumulate. Many of them stand out, and they have the capacity to educate and nurture those who stand out.

However, the Latrell Church was nearly wiped out in the battle against Lee Ji-hyuk, so there were no people and no money. But how can you raise a competent priest?

There are things you can do with your temper, and there are things you don't have.

By rebuilding the regenerated Church, Dior II had to be judged as outstanding.

The problem is...

‘That's not the point at all. ’

To her and to him.

“You'd better come up with something. ”

“What would you do without it? ”

“No. I think you'll find a way. ”

“What do you mean? ”

A smile appeared on the mouth of the appendage.

“Do you know who asked me to come here and bring a priest to solve the zombie crisis? ”

“I don't know.”

“The Throne of Doom. ”

“Oh, yes. Destruction……. What? What did you say? Destruction? Destruction throne? ”

Why does that name come out of here?

It's not a tiger that protrudes when the crying ones calm down!

No, it's already being used by the civilians, right?

Like, "If you keep crying like that, Lee Hyuk will come and get you"?

“And is the throne of destruction still alive? ”

“Yes.”

“It's been a hundred years. ”

“As it were then? ”

Where the hell did you eat that?

No, if you think about it, he's been alive for over a thousand years, and it's even weirder to think he's been dead a hundred years.

His dance was coming down like a legend.

The problem is, unfortunately, there are very few people left who have suffered him, so they have become literally legends.

That's why I felt so helpless... I thought, this was only a hundred years ago.

And even a hundred years before that, he had lived in Beraph for more than 1,200 years on record.

It was even weirder to say that he was going to die.

“So hurry up. ”

“Yes?”

“If I'm not here to take care of the well, why don't I come myself? With that personality?”

“Oh. I mean, um... yeah, right. ”

Immediately, Diolet II turned around and took a deep breath. Then he shouted with a thumping heart.

“Gather all the Popes! ”

Diore II's loud voice rocks the castle of Latrel.

In Beraf, a meeting of the whole Church was held again in a hundred years after the invasion of the left hand side of the previous destruction.