Chapter 286. The Soup is Salty (1)
After hearing the 3rd Sage’s explanation, Oliver spoke.
“Wait a mont. 3rd Sage. Then how do the Paladins and priests pass through that barrier to go in and out?”
At Oliver’s question, the 3rd Sage nodded and said.
“The Aegis Barrier allows those with divine power to pass through.”
“Ah….”
“But look at us. A mage. A knight, a magic swordsman, a great demon.”
“Doesn’t it feel like sothing strange is mixed in there?”
“In any case, aren’t we individuals who have no connection with divine power?”
This ant that this group could not break through the Aegis Barrier to make contact with the Pontiff.
“Oh, then how about asking Sir Antorius Denar to lure His Holiness the Pontiff outside?”
“Lure the Pontiff?”
“If we can’t get in, isn’t that the only way?”
At Matthew’s words, Patrick shook his head and said.
“Stew. Stew….”
“It’s Matthew.”
“Anyway. You’re saying we should tell Antorius that the Pontiff has been brainwashed by a black mage, and since we’ll free him, he should bring him outside for a bit, right?”
“That’s… right.”
“You think that’ll work?”
“…Would it not?”
Hearing it laid out, it seed a bit of a stretch.
No, on second thought, it seed like it wouldn’t work at all.
No matter how much Antorius had been hanging on Patrick’s every word recently, this was a bit….
“He seed like a smart guy at first.”
He had gotten a lot weirder too.
Patrick’s single remark struck Matthew’s heart like a dagger.
‘Who… who have I been hanging out with to have changed like this.’
It seed he was aware that he had changed.
In any case, the luring plan was also a failure.
If they tried it carelessly and Antorius freaked out and reported it to the higher-ups, it would be all over.
“Divine power… divine power….”
Patrick thought about sothing, then spoke to the 3rd Sage.
“Sage. That thing called divine power is the power of a god, right?”
“That’s right.”
“Then would the power of Kalaron also work, not just Yupinel?”
“…Theoretically, I believe it’s possible. In the end, it’s the power of the sa god.”
“Right. So that’s how it is.”
Having said that, Patrick stood up from his seat.
At that, the 3rd Sage asked.
“What are you thinking?”
“I have a hunch about sothing. If it goes well, I think I can solve it.”
“Don’t tell
you can use divine power too?”
“Haha. Of course not. But everyone….”
Patrick pointed a thumb at himself and said.
“Who am I?”
At that, his comrades answered as if they had been waiting.
“The great demon of hell.”
“The incarnation of destruction and chaos.”
“The ghoul of money and gold.”
“Patrick Schneider.”
Oof, the last one was the worst.
At that harsh and cruel evaluation, Patrick wore a sullen expression.
‘I was an idiot to have expected anything from these guys.’
Patrick let out a sigh, then scratched his head roughly and said.
“Anyway, leave it to . I think there’s a way.”
“Hey, stop.”
“Don’t do it! I don’t know what it is, but don’t do it.”
“Let’s think about this logically and calmly. Stop for a mont. Double Dragooooon!”
If he could be stopped by being told to stop, would he even be Patrick Schneider?
Patrick threw his body out of the terrace and disappeared into the distance.
Everyone left behind watched him go with empty gazes.
“What kind of trouble is that psycho trying to cause now….”
Oliver’s single remark probably represented everyone’s feelings.
Patrick ran for now.
He ran past the detached palace of the Holy Theocracy, over the outer walls of the capital, Promis, and didn’t stop for a good while.
He only stopped his feet after arriving at a deserted, quiet, open lot.
The first thing Patrick did there was….
“Hey, co out.”
He was suddenly calling out to soone.
Naturally, no one ca out.
The only answer to Patrick’s call was the chorus of crickets on a moonlit night.
“I said, co out.”
Patrick called again, but still, no one ca out.
At that….
“So this is how you’re going to play it?”
The corner of Patrick’s mouth twisted upwards.
Then he drew the swords in both his hands and said….
“Not coming out when I tell you to is the twenty-ninth thing I hate!”
In an instant, Patrick’s savagely swung swords scattered sharp sword qi in all directions.
And then….
Paang! Peong! Shhhk!
Sothing moved in the darkness, dodging and blocking Patrick’s sword qi.
And what slowly revealed itself was….
A middle-aged gentleman with a pale complexion, wrapped in a black cloak.
A dark-skinned elf woman in an outfit so revealing she could be mistaken for a dancer at first glance.
A demonic beast, a Griffin, with the wings and head of an eagle and the body of a lion.
And a fox-eared woman with nine tails swaying behind her back, covering half her face with a fan.
Among them, the pale-complexioned middle-aged man stepped forward and spoke.
“First, I’d like to ask one thing.”
“What? ‘When did you know?’ Let’s skip such an obvious and cliché question, shall we?”
“No, not that.”
“Hmm? Then what is it?”
“Why do you hate so many things?”
“……”
Ah, it had been a while.
Perhaps because the people around him had gotten used to Patrick lately, there were few people who questioned him so openly.
But Patrick soon puffed out his chest and said as if it were natural.
“Because I’m a delicate person.”
“Not a picky one?”
“It’s the sa thing.”
“……”
“Ahem!”
Although they had only just t, he thought.
‘What kind of person is this?’
he thought.
He, who soon let out a sigh, said to Patrick.
“Do you know who we are?”
“I don’t know for sure, but I can guess that you were sent by that spotted cat and its three good friends.”
“……”
At that, surprise showed on the other’s face.
As Patrick said, they were retainers sent to Patrick by the Apostles of Kalaron.
They had been monitoring him from a certain distance in case sothing happened to Patrick, but it seed the other party already knew everything.
“Allow
to introduce myself formally. I am called Edward Pillion, a retainer of the Reigning Terror and a Noble of the Night.”
Noble of the Night.
That was the title vampires used when introducing themselves.
And the others behind him also introduced themselves.
“I am Luna, a retainer of the Walking Calamity and a Dark Elf.”
Dark Elf.
In the world, it is known that Dark Elves are a race that cos into being when Elves beco corrupted and demonized.
But that is incorrect knowledge.
Although they are called Dark Elves when the Elf race is corrupted, that is closer to a corrupted demon.
True Dark Elves exist independently as a race, as servants of Kalaron, just like the Orcs.
Next to introduce herself was the peerlessly beautiful fox-eared woman with nine tails swaying behind her waist.
She bowed her head respectfully to Patrick and said.
“This humble one is a retainer of the Rushing Death. My na is So Dalg-i. It is an honor to et the great hero.”
Hearing the introduction, Patrick flinched.
“…Don’t tell
you’re?”
“Shh.”
She smiled bewitchingly at Patrick.
That smile, which would make any man’s heart pound, had the demonic power to topple a nation.
And she said, as if whispering.
“A woman is more beautiful with secrets.”
“……”
“If there is anything you are curious about, please call for
separately. I will rush to you at any ti, without holding back.”
There were many things he really wanted to ask, but for now, he decided to listen to the rest of the introductions.
The last to introduce himself was the demonic beast, the Griffin, the only one not in human form.
A Griffin cannot normally speak.
But….
“It is a pleasure to et you. Oh, great one. I am Storm Spear, a retainer of the Falling Despair.”
This one spoke very fluently.
At that sight, Patrick was slightly surprised and said.
“Could Griffins originally speak?”
“As an Elder Griffin, I am a much more evolved species than a regular Griffin. And upon becoming a retainer of the Falling Despair, I embraced divinity and evolved even further.”
“For all that, you look quite ordinary.”
The Griffin nad Storm Spear looked no different from a normal Griffin on the outside.
Although Griffins were rare monsters, Patrick, who grew up in the Schneider Duchy, had seen one in person and had even sliced one up.
And he also knew how much those claws and feathers were traded for at a high price.
“Um…. Why are you looking at
like that?”
“No. It’s nothing. More importantly…, then what makes you different from a normal Griffin?”
“Rather than explaining…. I will show you.”
And light emanated from Storm Spear’s body, and in an instant, his body grew more than three tis larger, and a red glow began to emanate from the feathers covering his body.
“Hooo…?”
“This is my true form.”
Watching Storm Spear spread his wings wide and show himself off, Patrick couldn’t help but be genuinely impressed.
“Wow…. This is truly amazing.”
“Hahaha. Thank you for recognizing…”
“You can tell just by looking that it’s beco much more expensive.”
“……”
‘What kind of person is this?’
‘What kind of person is this?’
It was probably no coincidence that everyone had the sa thought at that mont.
***
After the introductions were over, Patrick spoke.
“Anyway, you’re all saying you’re the retainers of the Four Gods, who are the servants of Kalaron, right?”
“That is correct.”
“Subcontractors of subcontractors. Tsk tsk, how pitiful.”
“……”
The faces of the four all turned grim.
It was true, but did he have to put it that way?
All of them were considered quite powerful figures within the Great Forest.
Regardless, Patrick did his thing.
“Is the reason you sent them to
what I think it is? Since I’m the man of prophecy, did they send you to help ?”
“It’s similar, but incorrect.”
“What’s incorrect?”
“We were certainly dispatched for you, but we were not ordered to help you.”
“What kind of fresh bullshit is that?”
“The order we received was to protect you in case sothing happened to you.”
“Huh?”
“aning, we have no obligation to follow your instructions. We are only protecting your person autonomously.”
“In other words, you are my bodyguards. Not my lackeys who do whatever I say. Is that it?”
“You’ve understood correctly.”
“……”
“For your reference, the only one who is certain you are the man of prophecy is the Rushing Death. The others are still in the stage of doubt. Therefore…”
“Therefore?”
“Please be careful. In many ways.”
An arrogant smile.
A stiff neck.
An unpleasant voice.
Seeing this, Patrick nodded.
No wonder their attitude was so arrogant and presumptuous.
So that was the reason.
‘These guys are looking down on
right now, aren’t they?’
Having finished grasping the situation, Patrick smiled contentedly and said.
“I see. I understand.”
“It is a relief that you understand…”
“No, don’t misunderstand.”
“What do you an?”
Patrick said with a bright smile on his face.
“I an, I understand very well that you are the kind of people who only understand after getting beaten up.”
In an instant, the expressions of the four crumpled.
To them, who were stained with a mixture of anger, displeasure, and bewildernt, Patrick showed his teeth and said with a smile.
“Hey, you bastards.”
“You human…”
“Shut up!”
Kuuuung!
Patrick, who had stomped down hard, beckoned to the four with his hand and said.
“Co at .”
“……”
“I’ll sort out the hierarchy for you.”
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