Chapter 357. Kkaengpan and Justice Implementation (4) + Reverend Advent (1) After putting the still breathing victims to sleep, he teleported them somewhere.
“What are you trying to do?”
“Are you going to treat it after moving it?”
I answered casually.
So will you just leave it like this?
Are you saying you don't want to save it?
too bad! No blood or tears!
what a joke
“…Is it possible to save it?”
“If only I could breathe.”
Either dead or whatever.
No matter how pitiful your circumstances may be, killing someone to give them rest is a third-rate thing.
More than anything, that's one of the things I hate the most.
That's an excuse for your own incompetence.
The time to be sorry for being like me has already passed.
As long as you're alive, I'll do something for you.
[Brother.... Nice trick. I had no idea how to do this either.]
“I learned this and that in case I needed it. Of course, it's hard for me alone, so I'll have to borrow your elves and other people with high magical abilities. I'll do the core treatment and leave the rest to you. Is that enough?”
Hetia, who looked at me dumbfounded, nodded after several seconds.
“…Please.”
“I won’t do it for free, so don’t thank me.”
I'm going to charge for treatment, and I'm going to suck up the interest in various ways later.
It's just doing good deeds to clear the debt.
“First of all, it doesn’t seem like there’s anything more to take care of.”
I decided to get rid of everything else, taking only the means of contact with other hideouts and clues that could deduce the location.
I'm not interested in test logs or anything.
“I’ll burn everything else.”
A white flame was lit around the hideout with magic.
I just watched silently as a pure white flame soared that would never be extinguished until everything I had set as a target burned up.
A strange report came from the nearby village of Kelia.
A report that unidentified flames are rising from the forest on the outskirts of the kingdom.
I thought it was a fire at first because the flames suddenly soared.
That's why I gathered the residents and went to respond quickly, but the flames had already disappeared and only traces of something becoming ashes remained.
Strangely, the fire did not spread to the forest either.
Even the residents of Kelia, who grew up seeing all sorts of strange things, found this strange.
It was speculated that it looked as if something had been reduced to ashes.
Naturally, the Queen was notified of this fact.
However, for some reason, the queen answered that she would investigate, but listened to the report in a bittersweet mood.
And while looking strangely refreshed, he also looked tired.
In addition, it is said that the queen entrusted the patients who were rescued from somewhere to those skilled in the healing arts.
Some of them seem to have noticed the truth, but they didn't mention it on purpose.
Around that time, each country suddenly began to conduct a massive search for the black magician's stronghold.
The trigger was a map with the locations of the black magicians' hideouts anonymously delivered to each tower owner.
He said that when he woke up, there was a ‘gift' by his bedside.
There was also a lot of evidence.
At first, they were wary that it might be a trap, but the fact that it pointed to the location of the real hideout, the tower owners informed each kingdom of this fact and formed a subjugation team to carry out a search operation.
The black magicians of each hideout were unable to even counterattack properly in the confusion at the surprise attack of the punitive force, and were forced to suffer helplessly.
After that, the search for warlocks continued throughout the continent.
Successive hideouts were destroyed, numerous black magicians were executed, and their crimes were exposed to the world.
It was an achievement that no one had achieved in the last hundred years.
Of course, the ones who were most puzzled by this fact were the black magicians who were still alive.
The Dark Church's minor master, Letelneas, had to frown upon receiving reports of the ensuing raids.
“attack'?”
“yes. Sixteen branches of the Order have already been raided.”
Warlock Rogel, who reports, is restless.
Even if it wasn't so, it was a very busy time as the minor leader was preparing for the recent revival of the leader.
At a time like this, no one's life would survive if he went against his will.
In fact, one of the warlocks who was helping him made a mistake was executed by him.
That is why the atmosphere within the church was in the midst of a cool and calm atmosphere.
But why did you hear this news?
However, there was no way not to report it.
“At first I thought it was a coincidence. However, even after that, raids by the subjugation team continue.”
“....Right. Is it an ongoing raid?”
He put down the magic book he was referring to and fell into deep thought.
“Has the information been leaked?”
“It seems so. As far as I found out, for some reason, each of the magic towers are aware of this location.”
“Totally leaked....
There is no doubt about it any longer.
“But it's strange... I don't understand how the heck it got its location.”
“Hmm?...”
Retelneas nodded slightly, as if agreeing with Rogel's opinion.
“How do you pinpoint the location in the first place?”
“...Maybe something was caught in Kelia's royal castle...
There are incidents that can be guessed at.
Before the massive subjugation operation took place, in the territory of Kelia... a hideout close to the main school was completely destroyed.
At first, I suspected it was an accident, but it seemed like someone was doing it.
But I don't get it.
“Even those of the different races won't be able to locate them easily...
Above all, the know-how that has been parasitized here for over 500 years won't be wasted.
Even they can't understand how to find it so easily.
However, it is not the time to deny what happened while considering the reality.
Isn't it real that the light went out right away?
“The meaning that each branch was attacked sequentially means that the only thing left is…
“Two yes…and three main schools.”
“What about the remaining members of the Church? Are there any survivors?”
However, Rogel shook his head.
At least, if there were survivors, I'd get a clue somehow.
“Is it really going to come out like that this time? Also...
“yes”? What are you saying now, Young Master?”
When he muttered something meaningful, Rogel thought he had heard something wrong and asked again.
But Letelneas just shook her head quietly.
“It is nothing. Those who are hostile to the Dark Church are only enemies of the main school!”
“then!”
“Then, we can finish preparing to respond from this side as well. Call the officers and gather them.”
“....Cadre.”
At the command, Rogel muttered softly.
If we talk about the church's executives, they are the most powerful people who have supported the church from generation to generation.
Each one of them is a powerful mage equal to each tower master.
Rogel is also one of the executives.
He understood what Letelneas meant to prepare.
“Are you expecting an attack here too?”
“It is very likely. I'm guessing they'll be attacking soon. So be prepared.”
“Yes, I will gather the remaining church members as well as the executives and prepare them to be fully prepared to protect the main school.”
“Um, don’t let it go. I'm busy preparing to wake up the headmaster. It should not be interrupted or interrupted. Do you know?”
“Yes, I will never bother the young master.”
Rogel replied and hurried back to carry out the instructions.
“....okay. It's a hassle, heh.”
Retelneas, who was left alone, muttered while concentrating on completing the black magic while devouring the magic book again.
“…Is this place going to be the limit soon?”
For some reason, a slightly twisted smile hangs on his lips.
“The sea I wished for. It will make a good situation.”
Even though it must have been an undesirable situation for the church's second-in-command, a smile never left his lips.
Anyway, the preparations are almost over.
It is easy to guess where the information leaked and whose work it was.
I don't know why he's suddenly doing this.
Letelneas thought it didn't matter.
“More... kill some more. Persecute a little more.”
As if I wished for this situation.
“The more she is persecuted, the more her rage and resignation, which will open her eyes, only increase. It will become even more irreversible.”
He stared into the void and hurriedly put words into his mouth.
“A little more... a little more kill. Persecute a little more.”
As if I wished for this situation.
“The more she is persecuted, the more her rage and resignation, which will open her eyes, only increase. It will become even more irreversible.”
He stared into the void and hurriedly put words into his mouth.
Advent of the leader (1) It's already been about a week since I went on the ‘Dark Magician's Hideout Smash Tour'.
As if they had tasted the clues I secretly reported to them, urgent reports came from across the continent that their hideouts were smashed almost every day.
I was quite astonished when I heard the number of their hideouts.
and? There were surprisingly many.
There were so many black magicians in the world.....
Let's pull out the roots at all.
That's why I went out to play the justice of justice today.
I'll leave the junk stuff to others and I'll have to rob the headquarters and get only the real exhaust.
By the way, there is a guest brought with me today.
Well, that guest is currently pouting.
“Hey, stop pouting and say something soon?”
I pulled the leash in my hand.
Then, a silver-haired young man hanging from the leash glared at me dissatisfiedly.
Delnef, a white dragon and now a working-class dragon, was forcibly brought in with a displeased face.
On tonight's outing, this friend is also going to join.
The last time I went, it seemed like there wouldn't be enough hands for just the two of us.
It seems that the location of the main base has been gradually grasped.
There were a lot of black magicians, so it would be difficult to miss even one of them.
So this time I forcibly summoned him as a helper.
“Why do I have to be involved in human affairs?”
“Was that a complaint? so you said An order, not a request! It's an order from your employer's top employer!”
It's like being dragged by the lord's order!
Where do you think your salary comes from?
That's what I'm giving you!
So I have the right to pamper you. “Instead, you decided to definitely pay special compensation, didn’t you? One gold coin for each warlock head!”
“...don't forget that.”
But watch it come through again.
Recently, it seemed that this dragon was starting to get fed up with money.
It is a sign that you are starting to know the world.
I think it's a desirable phenomenon because it's perfect for pampering.
“Now let’s work more energetically… Anyway, I think she will be here first today too?
ah! There he is!”
By the way, Hetia is not in a good mood right now and looks like she's about to fly away.
As soon as we met, we burst into laughter.
What would be so much fun?
“Hahahahahahahahahaha! It's exhilarating to think that the number of infernal bastards has shrunk this much! ruler! Let's go burn it today! It leaves no ashes!”
He seems to be dying of reassurance from the recent sweeping news.
....If you laugh so evilly, I don't know who the villain is.
“You seem to have accumulated quite a bit of resentment?”
“Isn’t it natural! Considering all the mischief they have played on our land! How dare you even do something else!”
Hetia swallows her anger with trembling fists.
It probably reminds me of the lab I robbed last time.
“It doesn’t matter, but keep your promise?
Don't forget to pay the price!”
“Isn’t it natural! This Hetia! I will never forget your grace.”
Grace is not simply a return to rob the warlock headquarters.
It was also meant as a return for my generous efforts to treat and rehabilitate the experimental subjects I rescued last time.
After all, the debt is gradually accumulating on me.
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