Run away, run away. Father Fukumi was simply running in the forest of Caucasus, strongly denying in his mind that this should not be the case.
Exit is far. The end of the forest is not yet visible. Along with the sweat that flows to release body temperature, cold sweat that shakes the spine slowly.
A subjugation squad gathering elite. It was utterly abandoned, and Father Fukumi was enveloped in a nightmare of horror. Fortunately, I have not yet come across the forest beast. But even the tranquil forest landscape feels like a labyrinth trying to invite you to the abyss.
"That is a demon."
A scorching white flame that swallowed his hand in an instant. Business and more than one at the same time. not human.
That was not all. A woman who seemed to be a business associate showed an equal turn around to the elite opponents of the tribal army, and even the twins showed them with dubiousness.
"what should I do……"
This time, the eradication of elites from churches in the kingdom. The only remaining monk in the country is the monk guarding the church, short of the force he was leading up to. Certainly, if you only have a number, you can get dozens of times, but Father Fukumi knows that it is meaningless at all. However, if we wanted to request reinforcements from churches in other countries, Father Fukumi's authority was beyond our reach.
"The priest Dorlet also helped, and the rest is--"
Speaking and gasping. The foot stopped and the priest opened his eyes with fear in his face.
"What, why ...!"
The startle is not unreasonable. Because standing in front of me was no other evil god.
As the commanding force is quickly lost, Father Fukumi repeats in his head a question that cannot be solved as to why the Thousand Swordsman is standing in front of himself, who had retreated early and continued running. The boy of the magician who stands in front of me without any confusion of Father Fukumi slowly approached.
"Ku, don't come ...!"
"That was the line here, as you might have guessed it. I guess it's the one who came out of the woods and put out a mess on us, right?"
The magician turns a cold gaze.
"I can't afford to leave the evil god's followers ..."
"Don't let it be decided"
The magician distorted his face.
"I could just add a button at that point, but I just want to say that it's clear."
While saying so, the magician thrusts a sword at Father Fukumi's throat.
"Hitsu"
"I don't know any evil gods, and of course I don't believe or worship them.
As to what to say, the sorcerer has now begun to defend himself. Familiar Fukumi argued with a modest voice, apparently understanding that it was not necessary to ask and answer.
"... What do humans who have no faith in the goddess?"
"Which person do you want to worship, but why do I have to embrace it? Just because you're facing a different person, is it just that you're determined to be a religion?"
There is only one god in this world. Then it is natural for a person to serve that pillar. Nobody but the religion rejects it.
Forgetting the situation where the sword was stuck, Father Fukumi raised his voice.
"A man who turns his back on the goddess, the only god, is determined to be fascinated by evil spirits!"
"Stupid"
The magician glares at her face, which is about to dump her sword.
"One-way worship of someone you don't know, lifted with a legend you don't even know if it's true, is the person who's inconvenient to you treated like a servant of evil god? It's a selfish logic like that woman's believer."
Dirty: Do evil religions insult the goddess! It is an unacceptable deadly sin to do God with delusions!
"Is it a delusion? Haha, have you ever seen the goddess directly? Have you ever exchanged words?"
"Guh ..."
Father Fukumi is stuck in words. Certainly, the material left in the church archives shows that the goddess once descended on the ground. There were stories that the Cardinal of the Time had given his words and that the distant foreign archbishop had the direct help of sealing the mighty monster.
But it all happened hundreds of years away. In the last two hundred years, there has been no goddess' advent and no oracle has been given. It's been a long time since the last person who exchanged words with the goddess.
Naturally, Father Fukumi had never heard of the goddess, and had never seen him. But it is only natural in this age. If we had the opportunity to have an audience with the goddess, it would definitely be a miracle.
"Well, such a miracle will not happen easily!"
"It's a good, well-believable person I've never seen or talked to."
"That is faith!"
Even if miracles do not occur, even if they cannot see the object of worship, the goddess is still worthy of belief. Father Fukumi's words were a natural answer for those in the priesthood, but the words the magician subsequently uttered were unexpected.
"I've seen you, with the goddess you say."
"What ...?"
Father Fukumi, whose emotions temporarily became flat without understanding the meaning of the words he heard, looked straight at the magician's face.
Butterfly: "A powerful man who was born as the third daughter of a village chief in a rural area on the outskirts of Rhodelia, entered the Kingdom Army as a soldier for a long time, made numerous orders, and climbed to a senior general at the age of 26. Red Jeria "
"What, what ..."
Suddenly, she tries to pinch her mouth with a magician who begins to say something strange, but the opponent keeps her words lined up.
"A violent general who uses hundreds of troops to slay hundreds of troops, slaughter enemies in any way, and shut down with overwhelming power, regardless of enemy or enemy. He is brutal and selfish. See the suffering of others An irresistible madman who creates many enemies in unbelievable ways, and finds pleasure in twisting them down with power.It has the skin of a goddess that you worship It's the lowest human identity. ''
As soon as he understood the meaning of the magician, his expression of anger reappeared on Father Fukumi's face.
Of course, there was no need to repeat the goddess with the village girl and treat him as a madman. Blasphemy It is unforgivable for the goddess who created this world and has guided and protected people with charity.
Degradation, "Don't forget the goddess forever ...!"
"I don't say to believe. I don't want to believe it. I just wanted to get the facts at the end. It's just how stupid your religion and stuff are."
"Do you still say!"
"This is all I want to say."
One-sidedly, the magician pulls his sword with a refreshing expression.
The blade just before piercing the throat moved away, but that is by no means synonymous with the life of Father Fukumi. Rather the opposite. The magician's sword is just a preliminary move to reap Father Fukumi's life.
"It's useless to beg now."
"Well, who does such a thing ...! Will we, the worshipers of the proud goddess, beg for evil religion?"
The opponent is a magician with great power worthy of the expression devil. Despite being an enemy priest, it is not the kind of priest Fukumi who would be alone. The plight However, the only way out of this is to fight.
"Oh so good"
Father Fukumi kicks the ground and flies backwards in order to keep distance from the mage who utters no question. At the same time, quickly grabbing the magic stone hidden in his bosom, he tries to strike it against his opponent's feet.
I noticed that my wrist was missing.
"Oh!"
There was a sound of something falling with Botry. But Father Fukumi cannot afford to see what it is.
The intense pain that strikes the body hinders thinking. The flowing blood does not stop. The cross section of the wrist that had been neatly cut with a sharp blade was dyed red.
The magician walks slowly. His sword, which stopped for three steps, stood with a slight red liquid. Father Fukumi, who realized that he was cut in a moment, thought that he had ever been. I'm not sure if I'll be able to escape even if I'm satisfied, but now I'm losing a lot of blood and I can't escape from this demon.
There was nothing more that Father Fukumi could do. All you have to do is wait for him to be killed by a demon in the form of a magician. Father Fukumi, who has reopened, opens his mouth just after the last turn.
"Even if you kill me here right now, I don't think you'll be able to escape from the hands of the church in the future. Even those who remain in the church know the location of the hideout. Eventually, a new subjugation squad will be formed.If you are heretically evacuated, you will no longer be anywhere on this continent. "
The magician's face is slightly distorted. You might have imagined the situation in which they would be put in the future.
It is a day that will never be relieved and will continue to be driven. If your words hurt the devil's heart a little, it's worth the pain and smile. This is the only counterattack that Father Fukumi can do today.
"I'm afraid of punishment in a place where it won't be in the future-"
――You should be scared of retribution.
When I say so, my vision becomes dark. In a losing consciousness, Father Fukumi believed no doubt that his soul would reach the goddess and be enveloped in eternal rest and joy.