[EP.214] Skipping flower sweet water
Before Tersada found out about Krashu and her daughter’s plans.
Krasch was on his way to the Holy Grail.
Surprisingly, the path was located in the central building of Freeman Square, which is the place where most people go.
A fountain decorated with statues of gods in the central area of Freeman.
The fountain was a tourist attraction where gods washed their hands and people were not allowed to enter the radius of the fountain.
The central building surrounding the fountain was an architectural work created by a famous architect.
When Krasch and his group arrived there, they were passing through a large crowd of people, typical of the central area.
This was because people flocked in large numbers because of the festival of the gods.
“If they find out that there is a saint among this crowd, there will be an uproar.”
As Krasch muttered to himself, the hand he was holding tightened.
Krasch, who knew what that meant, slapped his hand, saying it hurt.
Then the power in my hand decreased.
The person who held Krashu’s hand was none other than Astria.
There were so many people on the way to the Holy Grail that they were holding hands and moving.
“Don’t get lost for no reason. Let’s go hand in hand. “When a lot of people gather together, you stand out.”
The reason the two of them held hands was because of Aslan’s advice.
Aslan said that he and Diona would follow behind, so the two of them should move first.
“So, you mean hands?”
While Astria was visibly embarrassed, Krashu held out his hand to Astria without thinking.
Krashu, who spent a lot of time with Astria in previous episodes.
There were times when the two of us had to run away to our deaths.
I was used to this type of situation, so I held out my hand without thinking.
‘ah.’
Then, Krasch belatedly noticed that this was not the case in this episode.
When Krashu looked at Astria, her face was frozen.
I don’t think that facial expression is much different from before or now.
Now Crasch also knew that that expression was meant to hide embarrassment.
Whether in the past or in the current episode, she has had feelings for herself quite consistently.
While I felt sorry for that fact, I also had many thoughts.
If only I had noticed it at the time.
Because the current Crashu had someone who wanted to make him his wife.
Astria probably doesn’t know that either.
Crasch knew that a person’s mind does not change in an instant.
‘I acted too indifferently.’
It was a time when Crasch was remembering, regretting having raised his hand without thinking.
Sigh-
At that time, Astria slowly raised her hand.
She closed her eyes tightly, lowered her head, and held out her hand.
I wasn’t even asking for a handshake, but I wondered what this was supposed to do.
Crasch, a little dumbfounded, obediently held her outstretched hand.
“Tsk.”
Astria stiffened, her face turning bright red, as if she was embarrassed by that alone.
Seeing that scene reminded Krasch of something from before.
This is Astria, who had previously asked her out on a date.
A date that couldn’t go because of Mary’s work.
At that time, Astria wasn’t hurt that Krashu couldn’t show up on the date.
He was disappointed that he didn’t listen to Astria’s words and overworked his body again when she told him to stop overworking his body.
‘Recently, it seems like things are coming back even worse than before.’
Why?
Astria back then and Astria now have different ways of dealing with Krashu even after seeing him abuse her.
At that time, Astria’s eyes were full of pity and regret.
Now, Astria first saw eyes filled with the will to support her.
‘Is this because the path I’m taking is different?’
Depending on the direction you are moving in, the people you have been with also show a new side of you.
Although Krasch was worried about that fact, he did not dislike it.
It was because I thought that that small change would one day spread throughout the world and eventually change the world.
‘Am I going in the right direction?’
It doesn’t know.
However, we can be sure of this much.
‘I will burn the opportunity given to me so that I will never regret it again.’
Opportunities in life never come back.
Since Crashu had already failed to seize the opportunity, he had no intention of letting go of it.
The hand I held with Astria gained strength.
And she was also one of the opportunities that Crasch wanted to protect at all costs.
Because we will no longer create a world that loses Astria.
“I’ll hold on tight.”
Krasch said he wouldn’t miss it this time.
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It wasn’t something you would say to Astria right now, but it was sincere.
「… … huh.”
After hearing Krasch’s words, Astria smiled softly.
Crashu also laughed because he knew that Astria often laughed when she was truly happy.
So, Krashu and Astria set out on the path to the Holy Grail together.
Astria, who was following Krasch, was wearing a robe and hat.
Moreover, since they were wearing masks imitating festival gods, no one knew that Astria was among them.
‘Hide the trees in the forest.’
When people are in a crowd, most people are unaware of it.
“Astria, they sell sausages over there. Do you want me to buy it for you?”
“Is it time for you to joke around in a situation like this?”
When Astria asked bluntly if he had gotten used to holding hands now, Crasch let out a light laugh.
“It’s a festival, right? “There should be a time for celebration for you too.”
She has always served as a festival host.
As a result, she has never enjoyed the festival in person.
Is it because I found out the meaning of Krasch too late?
Astria’s head slowly lifted up.
In the sky, decorations to celebrate the gods’ festival were hung here and there.
Next to me, a young child was eating skewers with his mom and dad with an excited expression on his face.
Some people seemed to be lovers and were joking around by wearing headbands sold by a vendor on each other.
The street vendor eagerly promoted the delicious dish that had been prepared.
One musician showed off his colorful performance while holding his instrument.
Astria only saw that scene from afar.
It was my first time seeing it up close like today.
The festival in her eyes was always like the movement of small dots.
A sight of small lights swaying here and there on the street.
It was also a sight to behold, but it did not feel lively.
People always bowed their heads in reverence when the saint passed by.
Astria had never even seen people’s faces properly.
Astria’s gaze turned forward.
There, he could see the back of Crasch leading him by the hand.
He walked confidently and, as always, continued to tease his steps.
It was my first time.
It’s like watching a festival while vaguely following someone’s back.
Because she has always lived as a saint in a cage.
The hands I was holding were hot for some reason.
I held my hand carelessly, blaming the crowd of people, but when I recognized it again, I started to feel embarrassed.
“Astria.”
At that moment, Krasch called her name.
“You look like a festival bumpkin.”
As Krashu joked around, Astria’s face slowly turned red even behind her mask, and she waved her hand with Krashu.
I don’t know if I’m angry or embarrassed.
“They’re all here.”
At that moment, Krasch’s footsteps stopped.
Before they knew it, the two had entered a small alley between buildings.
As Krashu looked behind him, Aslan and Diona also came into the path at the same time.
Krasch, who made eye contact with the two people, nodded.
Mirei will be acting as herself by Tersada’s side using her skill ‘Mirror’.
That will buy you enough time.
Aslan raised his index finger and drew it down.
Then the sounds around the four people disappeared at once.
It was a silence spell.
Krasch stood in front of the door as soon as Aslan cast the spell.
A sacred shield was hung on the door.
Krashu pulled out a thunderclap.
At that moment, a sword blade made of black flame rose from Krashu’s thunder.
Without any hesitation, Krashu swung his sword and cut the door open.
The door, with its sacred shield completely cut off, collapsed inward.
However, due to the silence, Crasch trudged inside as the door fell down without a sound.
Inside, decorated like a bar, traces of battle remained here and there.
It was a sign that a group of opposing forces had attacked the place where the Holy Grail was located.
“Are you late?”
As Astria asked cautiously, Krashu shifted his gaze.
The trail continued unscathed until we saw a warehouse where alcohol was stored.
There was a path going down to the basement at the bottom.
“No, it’s not late.”
Krasch’s sixth sense was clearly connected to the underground.
Below, several ships were moving at the same time.
“Astria, do you know what the most fun thing in the world is?”
Crashu smiled maliciously next to Aslan and Diona, who were preparing to break through underground.
“When they are fighting among themselves, they only drink sweet water.”
Aslan, who saw that laughter from the side, looked towards Astria with slight concern.
Well, I thought that if the person I liked showed me like that, I would be a bit upset.
However, Astria was looking at Krashu with an almost half-relaxed face.
And Aslan stopped worrying.
The saint liked that kind of smile from the beginning.
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Numerous wounds remain here and there on the body, starting from the eyes.
A pitch-black outfit that is not typical of someone working in a temple.
Venox, a member of the opposition faction and the leader of the Inquisitors.
Today, he received orders to deal with heretics who practice evil practices called sainthood, and visited the altar of the Holy Grail.
When he entered the altar of the Holy Grail with the key he obtained after interrogating a believer who was going in and out of the Holy Grail.
He encountered traps and the Royal Holy Knights of the Holy Royal Family that filled the interior.
Apparently, the Holy Royal Family also smelled it.
They had stationed personnel at the Holy Grail just in case.
“For the eternal glory of Freeman!”
Bennox and the heresy inquisitors he led clashed with the Royal Holy Knights.
The power of the Royal Holy Knights is strong in its own way.
However, the knights belonging to the royal family were not the strongest.
They are kind of like flowers in a greenhouse.
This is because most of the difficult work is done by Inquisitors or ordinary Holy Knights.
Maybe that’s why they are superior to other knights in terms of Auror output.
In the face of the heresy inquisitors’ mad rush, their Aurors were unable to exert any effort, and the formation was shaken back and forth.
This side has also made extensive preparations to clear the path to the Holy Grail.
The Royal Holy Knights also rushed into the battle of the Heresy Inquisitors, who did not spare their bodies, and continued their attack and defense underground.
‘It’s taking too much time.’
Bennox, who had healed the lacerations on his arm by forcibly growing new flesh, frowned.
This side is a sinner who is treated as a traitor until he ultimately succeeds.
As time drags on, the opposition also becomes more dangerous.
“Everyone, get ready.”
Bennox finally made a decision.
The moment his remarks continued, a Heretic Questioner stood in front of those who were erecting shields and sacred shields.
When the Royal Holy Knights saw that action and had questions.
“For the eternal glory of Freeman!”
As he shouted the words, white flames erupted from his body.
“crazy!”
By the time the Royal Holy Knights noticed this and panicked, it was too late.
The Heresy Inquisitor jumped straight at the Royal Holy Knights.
And a flash of light exploded from his body.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
With an explosion so large that it shook the ground, the formation formed by the Royal Holy Knights was devastated.
A sacred self-destruction that forcibly condenses the sacred power within the body and then explodes it using oneself as a medium.
This was something the Inquisitor had done a little while ago.
As soon as the formation of the Royal Holy Knights collapsed, the Heresy Inquisitors rushed in.
They ran wild, tearing through the collapsed formation and casting divinity recovery magic on their bodies.
Thanks to this, the Royal Holy Knights were put on the defensive.
“Doing this kind of thing in the basement! “Do you want to be buried and die together?”
At that moment, a member of the Royal Holy Knights shouted.
If their stomachs had collapsed from the self-destruction just now, they would all have been on the verge of death.
When a member of the Royal Holy Knights criticized him for not knowing that, Bennox said with an expressionless expression.
“That too is God’s will. At least the Holy Grail will be destroyed for sure.”
His face was blunt, but there was madness flowing from his eyes.
“… … “You crazy bastards.”
He once again realized how crazy the Heresy Judge was and made a mesmerized expression.
But that was only for a moment.
This was because Bennox’s ax struck his neck.
Kwasik!
Bennox kicked his severed neck and walked inside.
Then he saw several priests desperately trying to place a sacred shield on the door.
“Here it is.”
Red divine power bloomed from his axe.
At the same time, the moment bright yellow sparks flew out, Bennox threw down his axe.
Kwasik!
His ax tore apart not only the priest in front of him but also the door with the holy shield.
He quickly closed the door and walked away.
The plan was to steal the Holy Grail and escape to the surface.
It was then.
The moment I felt Bennox approaching and immediately tried to get away.
The pitch-black sword that flew in before him landed in front of his face.
He worked as a heresy interrogator for 20 years and rose to the rank of captain.
One of Benox’s eyes widened as he looked at the sword, which was much faster than his senses.
But by then it was too late.
By the time he thought he could see dark blue hair beyond the sword face, it was because the sword face had already destroyed his face.
Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
Benox flew in with his face smashed and fell, collapsing the wall of the underground space.
As he desperately bit down on his teeth to regain consciousness, his back was stomped on.
After delivering such a powerful blow, he came to ensure a confirmed kill.
He is strong.
A strong person who has gone through many hardships.
“Are you sleeping.”
Benox spoke before asking who he was.
Soon after, Benox’s mind was completely blown away with a shock to the back of his head.
The magic communication device that was belatedly held in his hand was just rolling around quietly on the floor.
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