§ 190. Method of penitence (2)
[Repent. Repent.]
Seongjin was listening to a sound coming from somewhere.
It was a man’s voice, humming a tune as if singing. Although it was hoarse and cracked, the voice still had the power to dig deep into a person’s inner self.
Bethelah.
As if responding to the voice, several people join in and chant a short slogan.
‘… What does this mean?’
Once Seongjin paid attention, surprisingly, the voice gradually got closer.
[We are all sinners.]
Bethelah.
[So kneel down here and repent for all your sins.]
Bethelah.
‘Bethelah… … .’
Seongjin absentmindedly repeated that slogan.
It’s not unfamiliar at all. I’m sure I heard this from someone a while ago.
So, maybe it was Rohan’s bastard?
While Seongjin was thinking about this, the man continued talking.
[Listen. We were born on this earth by tearing our mother’s belly, drinking our father’s blood and trampling on this land. That’s all! I would not hesitate to give up an equal life in order to breathe a few more days. They bring harm to the world just by existing, and what atrocious sinners they are!]
Bethelah.
[Even a handful of breath or a word we exhale will be nothing more than mere filth that pollutes the world. Ah, so how can I just watch this quietly? How can one endure this without repenting?]
Then, many voices in agreement chant a soft song.
Ah, Lord. We are all sinners. Please punish us for our sins.
[Then, brothers, brothers of penitence! How will you repent for that deep sin?]
People answered the man’s question.
I will punish myself by throwing myself into penance.
I will confess my sins constantly in pain.
With their blood we will wash away all evil.
Now Seongjin was not only seeing their sounds, but also seeing their appearance right in front of his eyes.
The sight of hundreds of people kneeling on the cold stone floor in a huge cavity and praying.
‘… ‘Is this a dream?’
However, these scenes are too vivid to be dismissed as mere dreams.
They were all pitifully thin, their faces visible through their shabby monastic robes, and their limbs were covered with countless scars and wounds.
And in the center, where people are looking up, there is a man standing on a podium.
He, like the believers, was thin, and his body was full of new wounds.
However, despite this, the appearance that looked down on the people was extremely imposing and imposing. His bushy beard and unkempt hair flutter here and there like a lion’s mane.
[That’s right! Everything becomes clear only through our suffering. Only endless penance will make us aware of our sins!]
The man’s loud voice echoes through the pupils and shakes the souls of the believers.
People repeated after the man as if they were fascinated.
Bethelah.
Only endless penance.
[Only utter suffering will help you repent!]
Bethelah.
Only utter pain.
[Pain, suffering is the only way to truly repent.]
Seongjin, who was watching the scene, thought in bewilderment.
Hey, they say if you believe, they will give you wealth and fame. Or say you will be given eternal life in heaven.
‘No matter how fake it may be, how does this kind of evangelism work for people?’
Okay, let’s give in and say that all humans are sinners.
Then you can repent in a more productive way.
Putting yourself in pain is just self-satisfaction that is of no help to the world, right? In the end, you are just consuming a lot of oxygen and emitting carbon dioxide.
‘If you have the stamina to punish yourself, you should at least cultivate a field and be of help to the world! Still, if you can’t forgive yourself, don’t be a nuisance and just sleep in a corner.’
Seongjin snorted and thought so.
But as if he had heard his thoughts, the man on the podium suddenly turned to Seongjin.
‘… … ?!’
The moment their eyes met, a light of astonishment appeared in the man’s eyes.
[■■■ ■■?!]
‘what?’
[What are you doing there now… … ?]
What are you? Are you talking to me?
How are you looking at me?
What did you just call me?
At that time, someone’s familiar voice echoed in my mind.
[Go back, [Mores].]
… father?
Whisper for a moment.
The scene before his eyes became distant, and Seongjin’s consciousness quickly soared somewhere.
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Seongjin opened his eyes, feeling his body shaking occasionally.
Familiar cushioning and vibration. Perhaps he was now lying in a moving carriage.
“Are you awake, sir?”
“… Sir Martha?”
Seongjin turned his head toward the sound, but couldn’t see him.
“… … ?”
For some reason, my vision was strangely dark, and something seemed to be closing my eyes.
I looked puzzled and tried to touch it, but there was a hand blocking my movement.
“Leave it as is, sir. “I don’t know if you remember, but His Majesty suffered a serious injury to his eye.”
“injury… … .”
Only then did the memories of the previous day quickly pass by in Seongjin’s mind.
The appearance of a gigantic demon tree, the annihilated upper level of Milo, and the colorful and brilliant scenes that unfolded before my eyes as I borrowed the demon king’s senses.
And the headache that was eating away at the back of my head, and my eyes that were burning brightly.
Strong.
Just thinking about it makes me feel like the headache from back then is coming back. Seongjin gave up thinking any more and relaxed her entire body.
“How long do I have to do this?”
“Father Gustav’s judgment is that it would be better to not see the light of day for a while. Since Sigismund is not far away, it would be a good idea to show it to the council member there and then remove it.”
“hmm.”
I felt over the bandages, but I didn’t feel any pain in my eyes.
‘I think I’m fine… … .’
However, Seongjin decided to listen to Masain.
I wanted to quickly check if my eyesight was okay, but it would still be better to listen to the priest’s advice. There is no harm in being careful.
‘Besides, Lord Martha, the atmosphere is somehow unusual.’
As if he was trying hard to suppress something, I could sense an air of danger coming from him.
Is this unsettling?
If Seongjin tried to do something on his own, it seemed like the seal would be lifted at any moment and an angry voice would pour out of his mouth.
“Lord Masaine. How much did I sleep? Now… … .”
I cautiously opened my mouth, but just then the carriage clattered to a halt.
“You slept all morning. “It’s almost time for lunch.”
Masain stood up and spoke in a low voice.
“Well, now that I’ve confirmed that you’ve woken up safely, I’ll just go. “A dedicated maid will come and serve the meal, so please don’t skip it and eat it, Your Majesty.”
Masain then opened the carriage door and went out.
Without even giving me the chance to ask questions about what happened yesterday or about the Demon Tree.
‘No, wait a minute!’
At the very least, I wanted to ask how I was unharmed after cutting the growth core and falling from such a high place!
Seongjin, who was lying blankly, immediately shook his head and spoke to the demon king.
‘Wow, Sir Martha, I think he’s really angry.’
[…] … .]
‘… ‘Demon King?’
But there was no answer from him.
It definitely feels like something is stuck in a corner of my head, right?
‘Hey, what’s wrong with you again? Why aren’t you saying anything? What’s going on?’
Then I felt a small vibration stirring in my head.
[Sniff… … .]
uh?
Hey, are you crying? why?
[…] Who cries? I’m tired and need to rest, so don’t talk to me for a while!]
The demon lord who fired like that soon fell into silence.
‘… Huh? ‘Why is everyone doing this?’
It was so absurd that Seongjin sat in his seat with his mouth open and dumbfounded until Edith brought the meal.
Meanwhile, Bruno, who had just sensed the prince moving, asked Sir Martha when he came out of the carriage.
“Lord Masaine. “Did you wake up safely?”
“yes.”
“That’s a good thing.”
Bruno breathed a sigh of relief.
There was a time when I really wondered what would happen, but luckily everything worked out smoothly.
yesternight.
The sacred energy that suddenly landed where the party was, instantly blew away the demonic energy surrounding Prince Mores and completely purified the remaining remains of the Demon Tree.
The prince’s body was then enveloped in sacred white light. The bleeding from his eyes stopped immediately, and even the minor scratches on his body completely recovered.
It was literally a miracle that appeared suddenly.
-Lord!
Sir Masain, who slowly flipped his eyelids to see that the prince’s eyes were fine, sat down with an expression that made him look ten years older.
The miracle did not stop there. Even some articles that were showing signs of gradual erosion were completely restored.
Even Lord Masain, who had black spots all over his body due to the severity of the erosion, was cured without a trace.
Thanks to that, the Wolf Knights, who had been whispering about the demonic energy surrounding the prince, were immediately taken aback.
The sacred energy disappeared immediately after that, but the group, including Priest Gustav, spent some time voluntarily praying in gratitude to the Lord for a while afterwards.
-Perhaps His Majesty’s spirit came to you.
Sir Sharon, who came to his senses later, said so.
Certainly, the prosperous person that Bruno is familiar with would be more than capable of performing such a miracle.
Bruno was still a little dazed, as he had never before performed such a miracle with just his soul.
“Then I have work to do, so I’ll stop.”
Sir Masaine said that in a quiet voice, and walked towards the field, tightly grasping his sword. It looks like he plans to take a short break and practice again.
‘Don’t be in a hurry, you should take your time… … .’
Bruno stroked his mustache while looking at the back of the knight, who looked somewhat nervous.
I knew that he had been accelerating his training recently.
Especially today, my eyes are literally half-closed, and I’ve been swinging my sword at every opportunity since dawn.
It’s not that I can’t imagine the terrible helplessness that Sir Martha must have felt last night.
One, it is now time for him to aim for the 10th floor as an Auror. It is time for him to look at his inner self in a somewhat relaxed manner, rather than just practicing blindly.
“Captain Bruno!”
At that time, an exorcist came running calling him from over there.
Last night, while channeling, I suffered from overload and collapsed, but now I seemed to have fully recovered and seemed to be fine.
“Ah, Sir Sharon. “Are you feeling okay?”
“Fine… No, that’s not important now!”
To Bruno’s question, she answered with a straight face.
“Somehow, something is strange. The channel is closed until now! So please tell me in more detail what happened yesterday!”
“yes? “What is that all of a sudden?”
As Bruno asked in bewilderment, Sir Sharon exclaimed with a rare expression of nervousness.
“Your Majesty’s channel! No matter how much I called, there was no answer at all!”
* * *
Nate was currently in a kind of [gap] with his soul.
Because someone used power to directly summon his soul here.
Of course, this place was different from the unstable [gap] that otherworldly monarchs usually forcibly open to invade.
A place where the owner of space is determined and the structure of space and time is relatively stable. It was a place where the [Meeting of the Six] that protects the dimension would sometimes be held.
‘Tatiana will probably lead the morning business meeting well, and Katrina will take care of my personal affairs. There is still room.’
A vast space where time and space have completely stopped, colored in faded gray and frozen here and there.
Nate, who was swimming in the middle of it and worrying about various things, soon felt a little irritated.
‘I feel like I want to cut it down right now… … .’
Breaking it down with force and returning was not a task, but dealing with it afterwards becomes difficult in many ways.
That was why he was waiting for the owner of the space, mustering up all his patience.
[How long are you going to make me wait like this? Could you please hurry up and hold a meeting, a hearing, or something else?]
Nate finally ran out of patience and opened his mouth.
As his voice spread out, creating a gentle vibration, the frozen space vibrated and made a crackling friction sound.
[Or are you protesting like this? Don’t make me waste your time if you’re not going to help me anyway. As you know, I am a very busy person.]
In the end, it was around this time that Nate started stroking the salmon around his waist and seriously considering splitting it.
[…] The meeting will not be held.]
He heard a heavy voice that was quite familiar to him.
Before he knew it, a tall old man appeared behind Nate and was staring at him. He is an old man wearing a simple gray robe.
His face was very clear and sharp, and if he had been younger, it would have seemed like he had quite a sensitive look.
The outline, which had gradually become rounder over time, combined with the shapely eyes, made the viewer feel a strange sense of brilliance.
[I persuaded them well. What is it like? Have you cooled your head now?]
In the golden eyes of the old man staring at Nate, only the pupil is slit vertically and narrows.
[…] Elderly.]
Nate took his hands off his waist and sighed softly.
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