Episode 79
* * *
─ … … (omitted) The day when the country of the goddess will stand tall on the island of Britannia is not far off.
It was indeed the handwriting of Cardinal Nicholas, the Elder of the White Tower, even though it was nothing more than Dale’s plausible lie to deceive Charles VII.
From the beginning, there was no cooperation between the White Tower and the Holy Virgin.
And even if Charles did not believe the contents of the secret letter, Dale was prepared to offer Nikolai’s head as ‘evidence of a traitor’.
It would not be an ordinary pretext to behead a Cardinal and Elder of the White Tower. It would be nothing more than a case of betraying the Empire and colluding with its enemies.
‘Fortunately, the worst case scenario of having to break the insurance didn’t arise.’
It would be a truly fortunate outcome for both of them.
The Geass of absolute obedience engraved in Cardinal Nikolai’s heart. Dale’s puppet planted in the heart of the Sistine Church. Its value is too great to be discarded here.
Because he still has a mountain of things he needs to do while he’s alive.
* * *
“… … You said it was a ceasefire.”
“That’s right.”
At Charles’s words, the virgin Aurelia was left speechless.
“The Empire will not stop until the Kingdom of Britannia is destroyed!”
“Haven’t they already made enormous sacrifices?”
Charles VII opened his mouth as if he was soothing a child.
“Too many sons of the kingdom have already shed their blood.”
“… … .”
“Our Sistine Sisters emphasize so much love and mercy to us… … .”
As if war is so tiresome.
“Why do we go against the will of the Goddess and continue to commit such cruel slaughter!”
“This is something the empire brought upon itself.”
“And aren’t they the ones who want peace?”
peace.
“The Imperial High Command has proposed an ‘indefinite ceasefire’ and promised to withdraw its troops within a few weeks.”
“Do you believe the Empire’s words?”
“I just want peace.”
“Peace… … .”
The virgin tried to open her mouth to say something.
“Officially, our kingdom accepts the Empire’s ‘truce’, and there will be no more war.”
But Charles cut him off, as if he would not allow even the slightest objection.
“The war is over, and now an era of peace has arrived.”
Charles VII’s belief in peace was very firm.
To indulge in pleasure and luxury without a care, always burying one’s head in the breasts of prostitutes and savoring wine.
It was time to put an end to the endless war, to achieve that peace.
* * *
Some time later, the Imperial Army began preparations for a withdrawal that would last several weeks.
Reports have come in that some soldiers have deserted their units and begun pillaging throughout the Kingdom of Britannia.
Imperial deserters who commit looting and arson throughout the kingdom’s territory. A band of outlaws.
The kingdom also deployed a small number of mobile strike forces to fight back against the bandits. And the virgin Aurelia took it upon herself to be the standard-bearer of the mobile strike force and swung her sword for the peace of the kingdom.
A few weeks later, an Imperial force of fewer than 20,000 men began to withdraw from the port city of Dover.
As Charles VII had said, an era of peace seemed at hand.
In addition, in order to root out the remnants of the imperial army within the kingdom’s territory, the holy maiden led a small force of soldiers and repeatedly dispatched them.
* * *
A few weeks later again.
News arrived that a group of Imperial deserters had attacked Orléans, one of the key cities on the Loire River. Immediately, the Virgin set out again with a small mobile strike force under her command.
And as soon as the Virgin Aurelia left the royal capital Rheims, Archbishop Thomas Becket was arrested in the name of Charles VII.
On suspicion of treason.
As evidence, the ‘Secret Letter of the White Tower’ that Dale of Saxony had once handed over to Charles.
* * *
Immediately after that.
When the virgin Aurelia, who had achieved victory by annihilating the group of imperial deserters who were surrounding the city of Orleans, entered the drawbridge of Orleans with her knights.
“… … .”
Aurelia held her breath for a moment, feeling an inexplicable sense of discomfort. The silence that enveloped the city. An ominous silence, as if walking through a city of the dead.
“Are you here?”
And in the silence, a very familiar voice was heard. It was a voice I could never forget.
The Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Army, who should have left the island of Britannia and headed back to the Empire by now, was there.
“… … Prince Dale.”
That day, it was the ‘Black Prince’ who had achieved a draw against the holy maiden who was giving it her all.
With countless powerful men of the empire behind him.
The Seven Swords of the Continent… … the Holy Swordsmen and the Knights of St. Magdalene.
The high-ranking elder of the Red Tower, the 7th Circle Red Mage ‘Lady Scarlet’ and the Purifier Unit.
Including the white magicians led by Cardinal Nikolai of the White Tower.
The best forces of the Imperial Army gathered there to deal with a single ‘out-of-standard strongman’.
“His Majesty Charles sold Aurelia out.”
At Dale’s words, the virgin Aurelia smiled bitterly.
——————
faqwiki.us
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
“Also, in the royal capital of Rheims, Archbishop Thomas has probably been accused of treason.”
“… … !”
Archbishop Thomas. Formerly a high-ranking elder of the White Tower and a white wizard of the 7th Circle. I couldn’t even laugh at those words. Who would have thought that the strongest men in the kingdom, each and every one of them, would disappear so meaninglessly?
“Didn’t I tell you?”
Dale opened his mouth to speak to the virgin who was smiling bitterly.
“Lady Aurelia had to think.”
The meaning of the words, “I will save the kingdom of Britannia.”
“Handing over the throne to that man would ultimately mean not saving the Kingdom of Britannia.”
Dale scoffed coldly.
“Is this truly the will of heaven that the goddess has desired?”
In the words of one who claimed to be a puppet of heaven, the virgin Aurelia was unable to say anything.
All I could do was smile bitterly until the very end.
* * *
The nameless soldier’s sword broke.
* * *
“Kuuu, keuuuuuu… … !”
The man was laughing like crazy.
──It was a man with a pig’s head.
The large mass of flesh bulging out from under the armor was so heavy it looked like it might burst at any moment.
A pig in human form. A disgusting beast of a creature.
However, the sword that was emitting a ‘pure white light’ from his hand was not like that. It was one of the strongest artifacts on the continent, forged by the first White Magic Tower Master.
It’s ‘The Holy Sword Durandal’.
In other words, the man wearing armor on his pig’s head was the Empire’s proud war hero… … the holy swordsman ‘Avatar of the Count of Brandenburg’.
The story of a knight projecting his thoughts onto his sword. The armor of his thoughts. And this is the result of his thoughts being applied to his sword, armor, and body.
The true nature of the Holy Sword. A beast that has given up on the path of humanity due to its distorted desire for eugenics. People called it the “King of Pigs” with ridicule and awe.
And there before the Virgin stood the king of the pigs.
By expanding the steel plates on the lower abdomen of the armor to the point of being distorted, giving up the duties that a human should have, and becoming a pig that is true to only his desires.
Crunch, crunch!
And then, unable to withstand the desire that was gradually swelling up, the armor burst open, revealing a heavy pink lump of flesh underneath.
“… … .”
A grotesque embodiment of the ugliness of this world, so ugly and ugly that it seems to encapsulate all the ugliness of this world.
King of Pigs.
Lard was pouring out of his body like broth. Saliva was flowing out of his mouth.
And then the king of the pigs, the Holy Swordsman, rushed towards the Holy Virgin who was resisting until the end.
Six wings amplified the light and struck down a pillar of annihilation, and a barrage of fire raged in the concentrated barrage.
An overwhelming destruction that shatters entire cities.
Nevertheless, the pig-headed s*x inspector was there.
“… … !”
The heavy mass of flesh is clean without a single scratch.
‘Strong beyond the norm’ was not the exclusive property of the Virgin Aurelia. Not to mention the 7th Circle White Mage who could amplify that power several times… … Archbishop Thomas is not here.
In a situation where high-ranking red and white magicians are assisting the Holy Swordsman, things like odds of winning would have no meaning.
Driven by desire, the King of Pigs kicked the ground. Not caring about the weight of his body, he added acceleration to that weight as the Holy Swordsman’s sword struck down.
The clash of avatars. But the result was too one-sided.
The sword of the pig was overwhelming the sword of the angel.
A sacred sword of the pig that possesses both weight and speed, but does not contain even a speck of nobility.
“Khuh, kuhuhhhhh!”
The wings of light were torn apart by the swinging sword. The wings were torn, the armor shattered, and the holy maiden’s noble body was torn apart, sprinkling blood.
A pig raping an angel. A grotesque sight.
Aside from his ugliness, the martial prowess of the pig-headed swordsman was not something to be ridiculed. The title of the Seven Swords of the Continent was not something that was obtained for free.
“Ugh, ugh… … !”
The Holy Swordsman stretched out his arm. The pig’s hand grabbed the Holy Virgin’s neck and lifted it up.
“You seem like you’d make a good female.”
The pig opened its mouth.
“Keuk, keuk… … !”
The King of Pigs spoke to the angel who was thrashing in suffocating pain.
“Give birth to my child, female.”
It was a voice distorted by eugenic desire and obsession.
“I’m having my child, having my child, having my child, having my child, and having my child again… … !”
The pig let out a mad laugh.
“You’d better not even think about resting until you’ve defeated ten, no, a hundred people!”
Revealing the ugly desires of a pig without reservation.
“Boohi, boohihihi!”
The virgin was thrown to the floor, and the pig’s body was crushed.
“… … !”
The virgin turned her head in agony as if she were going to be crushed to death. The broken sword was lying at her bedside.
The sword of an unnamed soldier who once died fighting for her.
She no longer has the strength left to face her enemies. However, she still has the strength to plunge the tip of her sword into her heart in order to escape further shame and humiliation.
That’s why the virgin reached out. No, she tried to reach out.
“Stop.”
The voice was heard again. For a moment, Aurelia’s hand stopped. However, the pig-headed saintly swordsman was not like that. He was going to crush the virgin right here and pour out his desires.
“In front of the divine oath, I said, stop, you little pig.”
So Dale continued.
Geass (oath of binding).
Dale’s voice, appealing to that oath, echoed throughout the area.
That day, the content of the oath that Dale and the Holy Swordsman engraved in their hearts regarding the direction of the war. In all future battles and operations, they will absolutely obey Dale’s orders.
At the same time, the pig that was trampling on the virgin turned its head towards Dale.
──It was a moment.
Just as he turned his head, the tip of the Holy Sword Durandal touched Dale’s chest.
“… … !”
It was fast. It was so fast that even Dale couldn’t have predicted its movements. But that was the end of it.
“… … This f*cking pig.”
Dale cursed softly. The hilt of the holy sword trembled faintly. The bonds of Geass were gripping the pig’s heart.
Immediately afterwards, a whirlwind of aura swirled around and the Holy Swordsman’s avatar disappeared.
The man from Jeonra was there.
A naked man with his armor and clothes completely torn and ripped.
“oh.”
Lady Scarlett laughed coldly at the sight.
“If the farmer’s plow is so poor, there is no way the crops will grow properly.”
For a saint, the biggest complex of his life is spoken of so casually.
“You’re smaller than me.”
Dale, too, muttered as if it were someone else’s business.
