Tsuihou Sareta Bannou Mahou Kenshi wa, Koujou Denka no Shishou Tonaru

103 Stories The Beginning of the Last Battle of Necropolis

The youth in front of him looked like the legendary saint Saul himself, and undoubtedly used the power of the Holy Spirit.

So, from my eyes, it seemed like there was a real saint there.

The other adventurers were the same, and they all seemed confused and hesitant about Arte's words.

Arte continues with a voice he often takes.

"Isn't it true that saints in the Imperial Church are mixed with demons or eat the hearts of demons? If you're a saint, you can't be in this ruin."

Arte's words were all compelling.

Indeed, it is absurd that a saint who should have died a long time ago is deep underground and doing a keeper of ruins.

But Saul answered with a cool face.

"I am here because I have a mission. It seals something that must not be revived in this world."

Perhaps Saul's protection is why he destroyed the ancient kingdom.

It was the most valuable being in this ruin, and what Cleon and Arte were after.

"If you say you turn back from here, no harm will be done. Though I can't even guarantee my safety on the way home."

Saul said with a gentle grin.

But Arte ignored Saul as if he could not hear him and raised his voice.

"Gentlemen. Do not be fooled by what this demon says. It is also clear from our Archbishop of the Imperial Church, Hestia, that he is a phony!

With that said, Arte took out a piece of paper. It was edged with silver ink, and indeed the archbishop's gold stamp was pressed.

It was written that even though there were those who spoke of Saul's name in Necropolis, it was not a true saint.

Even though prestige has continued to fade in recent decades, imperialism believes that the vast majority of imperial subjects believe whatever the difference in degree of enthusiasm.

There is considerable authority when it comes to the words of the most discerning priests of that national religion.

At least I will no longer have to hesitate to attack the youth in front of me because of the problem of faith.

But the Archbishop should never have come to this site, and even the information on this site should be to the extent that it was a little left on the record.

Yet how can the Archbishop affirm that the person deep in the ruins is not Saul the Saint?

When I pointed that out, Arte laughed.

"Are you going to doubt the words of the Archbishop Holy See? Do you think such a fearful thing would be tolerated by just a magical swordsman senior?

"I don't know how you embraced the Church, but if the Holy See himself were here, he should be able to reconsider his thoughts"

"That's just what seniors say.... Come on, you guys. Punish the disbelievers who deceive the name of the saint with our hands!

Many adventurers still seemed hesitant.

At that time, Cleon slipped his mouth from side to side.

"If we turn back here, what happens to the adventurers who have been sacrificed so far?

A lot of adventurers made a stiff face.

Too much sacrifice to get here.

A sorcerer, a swordsman who lost his life, who was seriously wounded and rendered irreversible.

There are quite a few of those people.

"They must not waste their sacrifices"

Almost at the same time Cleon said, Arte hoisted his cane high.

"What emerges from the Gate of Coma, that is sicker than the flames of this world.... Burn it down!

There was no time to stop.

Along with the spell of Arte, a glowing blue magic formation unfolds, from which the flames of the Red Lotus are emitted.

The flame struck Saul directly.

"Yay!

Arte was crushing small.

I should have fed him a direct hit, albeit unintentional, and he probably thought he was pretty wounded from Arte.

But Saul, who appeared out of the smoke, had no clothes on fire, no burn marks on his hair, and no scratches at all.

Arte tongued, while Saul smiled strangely at us.

"That's stupid. I wonder if I thought with the number of people I could beat the power of God. But... that's a mistake."

When Saul waved a crystal sword, he created such a blurry light that he couldn't keep his eyes open that it became one bunch and attacked us.

Of course, the first person to be targeted was me, who was at the forefront and talked to Saul.