The city of art is littered with a giant tower called the Star Tower. It is the headquarters of the Star Church, the bishop of the continent, and Pope Elena Ecalato chants the stars on the top floor to guide the Christians.
Those who visit the city for the first time will be blinded by its immensity and majesty.
A star tower built high to the limits of technology, aiming to get a little closer to the stars.
It was completed about a hundred years ago now. The beautiful decorations, detailed, were created by renowned artists caging their souls.
The cost of building the tower was enormous, but the power of the Star Church had increased until it could be easily twisted.
"What's happening with the investigation of the crumbling mourning temple?"
This is between the Popes. Upper levels of the Star Church have been gathered to discuss matters of concern.
Elena asks no one, wearing a red luxury outfit. The Pope of the Star Church is required to wear a red dress to show that he draws the blood of the Red Clothes.
Bishop Nicarag takes a step forward and answers.
"Ha, the debris removal work is still ongoing. We still can't reach the inside. I thought it might be a while."
"We want to make sure the prophecy is credible. Hurry up and get to work."
"Yes!"
When Nicarag lowers, Ilgachev, the Cardinal, who advanced to take his place, roughs up his voice.
He is a descendant of green clothes. I'm wearing a green outfit to show it off.
"What can I tell you! Very unlikely to be a Pope's word. Prophecy written down by the star ancestors and handed down by the red clothes of history. Doubt about it, etc."
"I don't trust anything left behind by the humans who tried to brainwash me. I only believe what I have confirmed with my own eyes and ears. Ilgachev, which side are you on with your late predecessor or me? Answer now."
Elena stares sharply at Irgachev.
"… I am loyal to Lord Elena. Serving the Pope is the greatest pleasure."
"Good then. - When the seal of the mourning temple is unsealed, disaster falls upon the world? It's hard to believe, but I've never been ready."
"Yes, our Church Sperm Squad Laflorencia, we will definitely annihilate any enemy against us!
"Similarly, the heretical inquisition bureau, I will wipe out the foolish heresy that defies you and let you see it!
"Good, we'll try to boost our power at that rate. Be prepared to deal with any situation."
"Ha!"
Two commanders pay their respects and kneel respectfully.
From among the guards of the Church, the unit 'Laflorencia' is chosen and composed of persons of particular faith.
Only the fanatics who were absolutely obedient to the Pope's life and never even questioned it were gathered together in the "Divergent Inquisition Bureau".
These two are militant groups that have slaughtered numerous heresies as faithful pawns of the Pope.
Ilgachev advances again. Moving forward more than before.
"Dear Elena. Now is the time to complete the treasured Star Ball of the Star Church. The completion of the star balls, which were the grief of the historical pope, is now a step forward. I need your immediate permission to resume the interrupted magic injection!
"That won't happen, Master Elena. You won't be completing such a disastrous thing. Instead, we should start work on removing the magic vegetables immediately. We'll be ready soon."
"Nicaragu! What are you going to do? It is a heretical statement that the Church's treasured star balls are offensive! Stop prepping for jokes right now!
"Until I'm honest. That's not much of a substitute for people's hands. Being itself is extremely dangerous. Instead of treasure, it's a mass of demons that brings ruin!
"Shut up! Inquisitor, capture him immediately! Cardinal Taru, this Ilgachev commands!
An exasperated Irgachev orders the head of the heretical interrogation bureau. But the director, Icona, remains unassociated.
"Cardinal Ilgachev. Our Inquisitor obeys only Master Elena's orders. First of all, I want you to turn to Elena for her judgment."
"Ah, Master Elena!
"As for the star balls, I don't think it's time to judge yet. I feel the power to the point of horror, but it can also be a threat to the contrary."
"Do that to Master Elena! It is your duty to complete the Star Ball! At the dawn of completion, the great star God will guide us!
"I have no idea that I am obliged to do so, etc. That's just a huge chunk of magic vegetables. Because the Star God is always shining over our heads."
I assure you so, I will kick Irgachev over. But inside, Elena was lost. Star balls that are interrupting near completion. Whether it is a good product to complete. On the contrary, it only looks like Elena in the darkness itself. It should be destroyed immediately if it should be.
But that mighty power can also be a weapon. If that prophecy were true, we might need the power of the star balls. Once you work on removing the magic vegetables, you won't be able to take them back. You can't fill a broken vessel with water again.
Ilgachev, who leads a radical party among conservatives, insists that it should be completed immediately. The reformist Nicarag complains that no force is necessary but the Church. In the unlikely event of a catastrophe, it is said not to strike down with all human wisdom and effort.
So far, magic vegetables are used as a material to refine magic props, weapons, etc.
"…… the star balls shall be maintained as is. Ilgachev, wait a while longer for work to resume. Nicarag, just make sure you're ready for the removal work. Soon, I'll be sure to judge."
"- Yes, sir."
"I'm in awe. But please take care of it as soon as possible."
Irgachev reveals his intention to kill Nikarag, who urges him to remove the magic vegetable until the end.
"Icona needs to talk a little, so stay. The others may step back. - May we have the guidance of the stars"
"- Give our astrologers the guidance of the stars. Light be upon all who live and live."
Following Elena's congratulations, every human being on the ground offered prayers.
When Ilgachev and the others leave, Elena and Ikona, the Director of the Inquisition Bureau, are left on the scene.
When Elena invites him, Icona approaches him with a blissful look. When I take Elena's hand with respect, I kneel and wait for her words.
Careful not to leak her voice outdoors, Elena whispers.
"Icona, the green coat - scout Cardinal Ilgachev. There is information that the handkerchief is being used to obtain magic vegetables privately. Star Ball is under the jurisdiction of the man who is descended from" The Green Clothes ". Take great care not to let the Irgachev clan break out."
"Why not immediately capture them as heretics and interrogate them? I don't care about the charges."
Ikona presents an aggressive punishment proposal. It is no exaggeration to say that death would be confirmed at a time when suspicion was originally cast by the Pope. Because you can make as much evidence as you want later.
Elena shakes her head to the side. Even though it is the Pope, it does not mean that he commands all the Christians.
The only people who can move freely as direct reports are heretical interrogators and elite troops, Laflorencia.
Under Elena, there are the Cardinals and the Bishops, from which branches are separated and each branch is joined. Attempts to crush Irgachev would undoubtedly result in a backlash of conservatives. We need evidence that will convince all believers.
"Then it could lead to an internal confrontation. There is still no definitive proof that he is black. However, there are rumors that he is hiding his prize neck and conducting an evil study. My loyal me, Icona. Get solid proof that he's heretical."
"Leave it to us. Everyone who defies Master Elena is heretical. I'll definitely grab the evidence and show it to you."
Elena nods and stands up quietly. I remember once, I turn my face to Icona.
Unlike earlier, there is a prank floating around somewhere.
"By the way, Icona, is it true that a man named Brave has appeared in this city?"
Information Elena obtained from certain muscles. He called himself a brave man and began to challenge him to the underground labyrinth.
"Yes, it does appear that the girl who honors the brave has taken over Bounty Neck Salvado, and Las Nubes. I don't know if it's true or false, but I'm pretty sure it has a lot of strength. If you don't mind, I'll detain you and deal with it immediately."
Elena dismisses Ikona's proposal with a bitter smile.
"There's no need for that. I'm more interested. Don't you think it's better for a brave man to have a dream than a star ball or something to pay for a terrible disaster?... I'd like to see you once I get a chance."
Elena floats something calm for her age. There is no majestic papal expression there.
"E, Master Elena, the ignorant of such a quality-"
"Then Director Icona. Find out who he is and report it when you know it's safe. Good."
"Ha ha!
Elena leaves something to say Icona, and leaves behind between the Popes.
As for the brave, I decided to explore the prophecy at a later date.
There is also another wording left in the prophecy. "Collect magic vegetables and complete the star balls. If you do, the star god will rise and fall. With the guidance of a great God comes great salvation for men. Darkness will always retreat '.
The first generation of red clothes that opened stardom discovered that they could extract the crystals of magic - magic vegetables - from the bodies of demons that emerged from the underground labyrinth.
Furthermore, Red Clothes told us that by condensing the magic vegetables and creating the dependency of God, we can bring the Star God down into this world. God entrusted me with a great mission. I told them that if we could do it, we would be saved.
To make the divine descent a reality, the Star Church began to do everything in its power. In order to gather magic vegetables efficiently, we started building guild systems, opening the underground labyrinths we had sealed, and encouraging exploration activities.
Reward numerous adventurers to challenge the Labyrinth and scratch magic through the Alliance. By managing the adventurer, the Church can contain the exodus of magic as much as it can. It was also the founder, the "Red Clothes", who drafted and built the system.
Nor did Elena inherit the blood of the red coat initially question the prophecy. My father, the Pope, and his closest friends beat me into teaching more than I did when I was a child, and I took that for granted. I believed that I would eventually follow my teachings and bring salvation to people.
But when my father dies suddenly, the environment changes. Elena was forced to be young and succeed the Pope's seat. Even though I was still in the middle of my education, I was supposed to inherit it.
When Elena became pope, two Irgachev and Nikarag were to take over their education.
Irgachev will be in charge of the funeral of his predecessor Pope and Nikarag, who was busy cleaning up the confusion and still hiding his reformist ideas.
Nicarag starts planting reformist thinking just because he's been waiting. It preached the importance of thinking with a broad perspective and put a huge crack in Elena's paranoid thinking.
As Elena began to have her own thoughts, many of her predecessors panicked. Without the earliest moment of respite, he imposed a ritual that had been carried out in secret for generations.
Elena, who was feeling the disturbing air, had been insured in advance. I asked Nicarag to keep track of my whereabouts.
The perceived niggarag and the requested rangers broke into the ritual and rescued Elena.
At the behest of Elena, his predecessors were executed under the brand of heresy. The ceremony of brainwashing ended with an attempt.
This ritual was always performed from the death of the first generation of red clothes and was capable of faithfully accommodating the will of his people.
A cursed ritual that forcefully scratches away the will, thoughts of the person and inherits the soul of the first generation. Elena was able to escape at the edge.
Since then, Elena has questioned the Star Church. He became strongly suspicious of the prophecies he had passed down from generation to generation.
There is no problem with the teaching of the Star Church itself. I never think it's evil. However, it is not unusual to get in against the star balls. Crazy thinking that lets you inherit the will and definitely leads you to completion. The proximate generations who did not question that.
Irgachev's obsession also seems unusual. In the first place, why should we create such a mechanism? Now it seems as if a church exists just to create a star ball.
No one answers Elena's question. Should we complete or destroy the star balls? Young Pope, Elena's Goto continues.
(Should I make it or break it?... More than that, I didn't know the mourning temple would collapse in my generation. I don't believe in the prophecy, but I don't want to leave disaster behind)
Elena smiles bitterly when she remembers the legendary gaga of the Three Brave Men.
(It would be helpful if the brave man in the example were real. The Savior who showed up to shake off the disaster....... is that too convenient)
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"Oh, freshly baked bread is delicious. This soup is excellent, too. Is this pumpkin? Master's dishes are really delicious."
The brave man carries the soup to his mouth, devouring the bread. Smooth, rich flavor spreads through your mouth.
Define the subsequent prey. It's hard to throw away the eyeballs, but I decided to get some red ripe tomatoes here.
Stick a fork in it and twist it, taking care not to let the juice drip.
"Ah, uh."
"These tomatoes are great too. Oh, Matari, if you don't want it, I'll have it."
"Well, that was something I was looking forward to -"
"Liar. I don't take people's. I'm still stuck in my pocket."
"No, I didn't. Um."
He looks like Matari said something. Next to it, Pinkie gives a nigga expression.
Brave men chew up carrot sticks daring to ignore them.
"Hehe, you look like a little animal when you do that. Yes, let me give you this stir-fried sunflower seed. It's sweet and delicious."
He was offering plant seeds to the brave. Silently take it away, throw it in your mouth. When you make a noise and chew it to pieces, you throw up a peppery thin skin.
"You know, it looks like you were walking in on your own yesterday. Go home to your own house."
After the brave man fell down from exhaustion, there was a pinky when he woke up. Apparently pink wasn't a dream.
"Cold to my people, and you'll see terrible eyes one day. Hey, Matari."
"Uh. Yes, that's right."
"Look, Matari says the same thing."
Adele with a face who is good at extending the end of the story.
When the brave man glanced at Matari with Zito's eyes, he turned to the direction of the day after tomorrow.
"When the hell did you become one of us? I don't know what that means. First of all, you have a corpse mate. Do yourself a favor. Somewhere I can't see."
"Oh, I can't get through. Sorcerers are everywhere. I can't believe I left that down there. Wow."
"Because it's anta pink. My eyes hurt. Clothes are also pink. The hat is also pink. The bed is also pink. I was so pink in my dreams!
The brave man's sleep sucked. A pink nightmare was eroding my spirit. At the end of his dream, he was even dressed in a pink costume. Matari, who saw it, was laughing and rolling around. Of course I'm talking about dreams. I had no idea what that meant.
"I wonder what's wrong with pink. It will be bright and gentle. Even though it's a lovely color that warms my heart."
"There will be additions and subtractions to things. Do magicians like monochrome? He used to be a bigot."
A brave man thinks of a chick black hat. The outdoor puppeteer was green.
"Right. When they say that, a lot of people prefer a uniform color."
"Later, many magicians have a twisted personality. Everyone I've ever met was a freak."
When the brave man speaks, Edel makes a face that seems dissatisfied.
"That's prejudice. If that's what you mean, I know a little brave men, too. She's a pretty funny little girl to tease."
Adele suddenly pokes me with her finger, so my brave blood pressure rises. But I think on the provocation, the pot and the brave try to keep calm.
"... heh heh, I wouldn't be mad about that. Because you're an adult."
"Oh, yeah. Then I'll have this one."
Adele snapped a pinch from the brave man's plate and ate it. A large, sweet-looking bamboo left by the brave man for his last pleasure.
"Come on, you fucking bitch! How dare you! Food resentment is huge!
"Yes, please."
Adele took out the bamboo that she should have eaten from her palm. There is something on my face that says, "Do it."
The brave take it silently and deflect his face.
Once he corrected his posture, Edel lowered his head from the front.
"... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to tease you. Again, please. I want you to join me. I'll make sure it helps."
"…… ha. Okay, I got it. I don't refuse what comes, I don't chase what leaves. When I say Matari is good, I'll add him to my crew."
"Eh, eh! Is that me!
"Yes, I'll leave it to you."
All the brave men threw round Matari. I know the answer, so I'm not going to do it anymore.
"Uh. It would be very comforting if the sorcerer could come. Thank you!
Immediate interruption Matari. She is a quick decision maker. The brave thought that I could pretend to think a little more, but I didn't put it in my mouth.
"Thank you very much.... Honest and good. Big difference from some twisted little girl. Well, thank you for everything."
"This is me, tell me all about it! Looks like Mr. Adele's used to the labyrinth. Best wishes!
That means he's older than Matari. Seventeen brave men, twenty matari. I don't know the exact age of Adele, but what about the gloss of her skin and the way she talks?
You noticed the brave man's impudent gaze, Adele glares at you.
"Didn't you just think about being rude? Yeah, about my age, for example."
"Yeah, that's not true at all"
The brave man soaked up.
"Because I'm only twenty-nine. I'm not much different from you."
"I'm seventeen, so you're totally different."
"You haven't changed at all."
An awkward strange silence wraps the table. Matari slaps her hand and begins to change the conversation.
"Then let's introduce ourselves properly again! My name is Matari. I'm training to be a good warrior!
"I'm Edel Weiss, the magician. Necromancer. Call me whenever you're dying. Because I'll make the most of it for you."
"... What are you smiling at?"
"Wow, I won't let that happen."
Matari answers Adele's joke by blurring her face.
When I said it was supposed to happen in the next step, my face would turn white.
"Uh, I'm a brave man. The name……. Name, uh, what?"
The brave man scratches his head like trouble. I've named the brave man for a long time, so my real name didn't come up. Twist your head and think.
"Uh, Yu, brave man?
"Amnesia, can't remember your name?... That, was it? Well, whatever. Call me whatever you want."
A brave man smiles bitterly as he swims his eyes.
"……… Are you okay? He's kind of pale."
"Of course it's okay. And a cup of belly."
"…… So, what's your name?
"You're a brave man. Because I'll tell you as soon as I remember. You don't have to hide it."
…………
"What. Is there something on my face?
"Yeah, I get it. Let me ask you sometime. 'Cause I'm looking forward to it."
As Adele honestly pulled back, Matari also kept her mouth shut.
The brave man gets somewhat uncomfortable and swings the subject to Adele.
"So, what's your purpose after all? Just a spare time?
"Um, yeah. Though there is that. I'm interested in your magic. It doesn't seem like the magic we use. I wanted you to see it up close."
"Be honest with your desires. So, what's next?
"If you die, I want to retrieve the body. Don't worry, I'll let you use it in a meaningful way. You should always be nearby to retrieve fresh bodies, right? You won't get a brave man's body inside."
When Adele smiles in a good mood, the brave exhales like tired.
I don't know how serious I am, but I guess this will continue to happen. It may be busy and good, but it's going to accumulate a different fatigue than Matari's.
So I decided to get a nuisance fee first.
"That's right. Then I'll take your rice balls. It looks delicious, but it would be a waste if I left it behind."
Take the heel quickly, and the brave man puts it in his mouth and chews it. It was sweet and sour and really delicious.
"Hey, hey!! That's the last guy I left trying to eat!
"You're so loud. It's a bad idea not to eat just now. Bubba, bubba!
The brave man provokes with his tongue out. For some reason, Matari has a tired look on her forehead.
"Ko, you fucking hungry bastard!
"You'll get more wrinkles when you get angry, you pink old bitch!
"I'm going to cadaver you now and slap you back in the crooked guts!
Adele, who has become an interesting face, has been grabbed, so the brave man rises up and responds.
It is not too loud when I am nearby, but it is not particularly noticeable because it has been scratched out by the buzz of the liquor store.
With all the bad adventurers in the pattern, it's only natural to make noise.
"So, somebody, stop these people. Somebody..."
Matari's petty wishes were scratched out by the hustle and bustle and never reached anyone.
Even to the contending individuals. Matari nodded.