Chapter 208 – 208. Miracle
I wipe the spit that splattered on my body and leave the dean’s office.
Seeing the dean greeting me with spit flying and tears in my eyes, I felt both sad and a little embarrassed.
[…] … .]
Outside the dean’s office.
The dark spirit was leaning next to the door with his arms crossed, glaring in my direction.
I didn’t expect him to react that way, but it was kind of a shame to ruin a reunion after such a long time.
“It’s not a very bad name, is it?”
When I told her yes to the name Jenny, her face immediately turned red and she screamed.
[Well, don’t call me by that name! There’s a cool name, Dark Spirit!]
“Ha, did you think that was cool?”
[Oh, no?]
“Jenny is better than the name Dark Spirit.”
[I called you again! Don’t call me that name! Jenny is a necromancer! It looks like something is missing!]
“Ha, I don’t know.”
[What do you not know! You know! And where did you get my real name!? No, where have you been all this time?!]
“Ask one question at a time.”
As I pass her and start walking down the hallway, he follows closely behind.
[Where did you go? Do you know how much of a fuss there is right now?]
“I went to the Demon Demon Battle.”
[Mong, what?]
“… … .”
I just wanted to know, just in case.
Of course, it was natural.
The 18-year-old dark spirit would have eventually lost the memories related to the nightmare and Learic.
After the regretful silence passed, I continued speaking.
“You can think of it as being caught in the Great Devil’s tricks. Unfortunately, the souls caught in its clutches could not be saved.”
I went there because of an incident involving Ophelia’s daughter and Claire’s General Store, but I couldn’t actually solve it.
This dream battle was such a difficult place.
but.
Thinking of Learic, who said I would see him next time, I pledge again to save the souls that are being held captive by him.
[that… … It must be very disappointing.]
“okay.”
A dark spirit who feels sorry together.
Comparing her now to the 18-year-old girl who didn’t know the weight of the soul and thought of her only as a tool, I thought she had definitely grown.
[Then next. How did you know my name?]
“I found out by chance.”
When he asks what’s important, the dark spirit comes running after him again.
[Do you know how long it’s been since I haven’t said that name? You found that out by chance?]
“… … .”
[How did you know! I’m going to be really angry!]
The steps on the way back to the lab suddenly stop. When she slowly turns her head and looks at her dark spirit, the girl who had been so energetic up until now shrinks.
[…] … I almost got angry, but I held back!]
“Does not matter. Beyond that, where is Stella?”
The dark spirit, who thought I was looking at him because he was angry, puffed out his cheeks and crossed his arms, replying curtly.
[I went to Lucia. Since you have disappeared and a man is referring to the memorial service, I think I need to help you.]
“okay.”
Of course I could see Luciani Stella, who could handle divine power.
Before I came, she was the only woman in the Griffin Kingdom who could solve spiritual problems.
“I have contacted the royal family, so for now… … .”
Since I was away for a month, I had a lot of work to do.
The moment I thought about that and tried to organize the situation.
Wow!
I thought I saw something at the end of the hallway, and it rushed towards me at a speed that left an afterimage.
When Owen or Professor Fehr clung to him, he was able to respond by strengthening his body, but not this time.
Really fast.
I couldn’t even react properly, so I fell backwards and saw a black-haired girl sitting heavily on top of me.
“professor! “I’m a professor!”
“… … aria.”
Aria came to the academy early because of the general store.
“You’re back. “The real, real professor is back.”
I felt moist and hot water on my chest where she buried her face.
Originally, I would have tried to push her away.
“Well, really… … I really endured it. “I wanted to go out and overturn everything, and I wanted to run right over and kill the guy who was swearing at the professor, saying he was a memorial soldier.”
“… … .”
“But the professor told me not to kill anyone for his sake… … .”
Kuuk.
Aria grabbed my shirt as if squeezing it. She was stretched so tightly that it seemed as if she might tear at any moment.
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I couldn’t shake off or remove my shaking hands.
“So I endured it. I waited here. “I was sure you would come back.”
“… … .”
“Please don’t abandon me again. “I will follow you wherever you go, so please take me with you.”
Aria sobs.
I looked up at the ceiling and stroked her head.
“Ugh! “Huh!”
“I left my seat empty… … .”
“Well… … “Sniff.”
“… … .”
“Huh. Oh, long time no see, Professor! Chureup.”
I was looking at him with his nose in my arms, sniffing like a puppy, with tears streaming down his face.
The feeling of trying to comfort him disappeared completely, and there was no hesitation whatsoever in pushing him aside.
“Kwaang!”
“after.”
Now that I look at it, the tears are not only tears, but they also seem to have a bit of saliva and snot on them, so I immediately frown.
“Do it in moderation.”
“Hey.”
Even though he was still happy to see me, he had a soft smile on his face.
Aria shouts with both hands outstretched, as if shouting for someone to stand up from her slumped position.
“I’m so glad you’re back, Professor!”
I really liked the innocent and simple welcome, so I helped her up and answered.
“Running in the hallway and running over a professor are grounds for penalty points.”
“… … “You are a real professor.”
* * *
wide plain.
There were a lot of people crowded around as if it was some kind of festival, but in reality, they all kept their mouths shut and their hands folded.
Usually, when so many people gather, small noises gather and become one huge commotion.
They were just praying quietly without making a single sound.
An inhumane atmosphere created despite the large number of people being crowded together.
at that time.
“The Commander-in-Chief is coming.”
Simultaneously with the guidance of the believer, a man wearing an iron mask stands on a huge rock in front of the crowd.
“Waaah!”
“Memorial Saniyim!”
“i love you! “I’m glad to see you!”
“I am not afraid of death! “Thank you for being with us!”
Cheers poured in as if the silence up until now had been a lie.
Deia and Findeneye, deafened by the sudden commotion, frown.
“It’s a surprise.”
“Crazy bastards.”
Mul, a man who calls himself a true mourner.
The two people who had heard of his meeting had hid among the believers and were glaring at the man standing on the rock like strict judges.
Wearing a white robe and an iron mask, he gave the impression that he was suffering.
Mul, who bowed in greeting, slowly took off his iron mask, and his pure white hair fell down and touched his waist.
Cheers pouring in again.
A beauty that God purposed and created to be beautiful. To him, good looks can be called a blessing from God.
A smile that is mysterious and warm, but also has a cold side.
With his colorful appearance, he has already touched the hearts of many people.
“I heard that appearance also plays a role in recruiting believers. “I see.”
Since it was for investigative purposes, Deia calmly analyzes Mule.
“Senbul, no matter how much you look at the owner, these babies are all eye -catching.”
Findeneye, who was closest to seeing the citizens secretly feeling aversion to Deius, expressed his displeasure.
In fact, the reason citizens distanced themselves from Deius was not because of his appearance or his status as a memorial, but because he was a warlock.
anyway.
A month has already passed since Deius Verdi disappeared.
Mule takes advantage of that opportunity and stands up, claiming that he is the real memorial monk and that Deius Verdi is a lie.
I ignored it at first, but the steps he took during this month were unusual.
He wins the hearts of citizens and does his job in silence, but he does not hesitate to sharply criticize corrupt officials.
Now that the religious community has officially recognized him and decided to pursue a path of coexistence, he is now the hottest figure in the Griffin Kingdom.
As a wave of cheers swept by like a wave, Mul slowly opened his mouth.
“Everyone, here today. “There are people who have met truly sad deaths.”
A voice like a sweet performance.
Like a siren’s song that captivates sailors, Mul’s voice contained something that drew people in.
“The kid’s performance is better.”
Pouting Findeneye.
“a little. “I understand, so shut up.”
Deia speaks bitterly towards Findenai. He came to spy on me, but Deia was starting to get annoyed because he was making fun of me all day long.
“I feel dirty the same way. “First of all, we need to check what kind of fraudster he is.”
“If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn’t have come. “I knew how to split his head, so I brought an ax with me.”
Findeneye sighs as he gently holds out the ax, which is still in the form of a single peak.
“Ha, why did you bring a weapon?”
Shaking her head, Deia returned her focus to Mule.
Before he knew it, three corpses were lying on the rock he climbed on.
“These are people who unfortunately closed their eyes at a truly young age. Peter, Ronnie, Charles.”
As Mule looks at their bodies, a tear rolls down his cheek.
When they saw that, others began to sympathize with the sadness, as if it were contagious.
“Families, please come forward.”
The families of three young people come rushing out to the rock. Even though they were all shedding tears, they were praying with their hands together as if they were pleading.
“Today we will lead these children to God. Benevolent people will receive them in their warm embrace.”
“iced coffee! “Commonwealth Master!”
“I believe it! “I believe it!”
Listening to people’s prayers, Mule slowly reaches out towards the corpses.
A brilliant white light emanated from his hand and began to brighten the surroundings.
Soon the light transforms into the shape of a beautiful goddess with wings.
“God, please hold these unfortunate souls in your arms.”
The moment a prayer like Mule’s plea began to flow out.
White light enveloped the corpses.
Soon after.
The souls of Peter and Ronnie emerged from their bodies.
“… … !”
“Mi, chin?”
While the others were exclamating and cheering, Deia and Findenai could not help but be embarrassed.
Because he was truly pulling out the souls of dead people and bringing them to his god.
The two felt similar to when Deius Verdi relieved the resentment of Emily, a girl who loved flowers.
[Oh, my God.]
[mom. dad. I’ll be waiting.]
The two people smiled brightly and disappeared into the arms of the pure white goddess.
The goddess, who hugged the two souls tightly, smiled kindly and then pointed to the remaining body of Charles.
The goddess is whispering something to Mule.
Upon hearing this, Mule shed tears and expressed her gratitude to God several times, then called Charles’ parents to come up to the rock.
“It seems that Charles and the believers had very deep faith.”
At Mul’s smile, Charles’s parents shed tears again and nodded vigorously.
“I pray from dawn to dusk every day! I sold all my worldly possessions and donated them! But Charles… … !”
“Commonwealth Master. It’s so unfair. “Can’t Charles be held in the arms of the goddess?”
Unlike the other two, parents are worried when they see Charles without a soul.
But Mule smiled and shook his head.
“The believers and Charles’ faith reached God.”
While saying that, Mule walked up to Charles, grabbed her hand, and pulled her up as if she was standing up.
“Huh!”
Charles’ eyes widen and he stands up, breathing heavily.
Silence for a moment.
In the meantime, Mule pointed at Charles and shouted.
“Faith has reached God! iced coffee! What a glorious day! “Charles still have work to do on this earth!”
“Uh, mom? dad?”
Charles, realizing that he has survived, runs towards his parents.
People who saw the dramatic reunion scene with their own eyes soon gave out thunderous cheers, gratitude to God, and blessings for Mule.
Truly a miracle.
A transfer not permitted to humans.
“Really?”
“You’re a fun kid, aren’t you?”
The boundary between the living and the dead is clear, and no matter what the sad story, the dead must not cross that line.
That is the belief that Deius Verdi has maintained until now.
Now a scene that directly denies his beliefs unfolds before his eyes.
Findenai and Deia were feeling complex emotions that could not be described.
After the miracles, blessings, and prayers.
Mule looks at the audience with a serious expression.
“Everyone, the royal family invited me this time. “I seem to be very dissatisfied with the fact that I go around calling myself a memorial service member.”
If it was original.
It was an act of which there would be no comment even if knights flocked to arrest him immediately.
How dare you call yourself a position given by the king.
However, as his followers were increasing exponentially, there was a need for the royal family to calmly understand the situation.
“But I won’t lose. No, rather, I will go to His Majesty the King and plead with him. “Don’t be fooled by an evil warlock!”
Wow!
Thanks to the outpouring of cheers, Mule criticized even more harshly.
“Sending a dead person away? Is it the end because you’re dead? How foolish that is! Do you know how irresponsible that is! I just can’t stand it! “How many souls did Deius Verdi take away from God’s hands in the name of a funeral director!”
“That’s right!”
“Be cursed, Deius Verdiiii!”
“God will judge!”
Even as curses and criticism poured in toward Deius, Mule did not bother to stop them.
No, on the contrary, he encouraged it even more and nodded.
“Even the saint was deceived by that wicked necromancer! But that Mule listened to God! Follow that will! As a doer! Treat your soul as a tool! “We will protect the continent from evildoers who arbitrarily extort and use magic by-products!”
“after.”
I didn’t want to hear any more.
He was clenching his teeth so hard that the veins on Findeneye’s forehead were sticking out.
The hand holding the ax was itching and it was squirming.
“To judge the wicked Deius Verdi! Today, God, I, and we move… … !”
Taang!
A gunshot cuts off the shouting.
Smoke billowing out and gun muzzles rising into the sky.
Below him stood Deia, unable to hold back her anger.
“This bastard… … !”
Crash.
Deia points the gun towards Mule as soon as he reloads. Surprised believers around him tried to subdue Deia.
“If you come close, you will be cut down! “Why don’t you be confident and ask that bastard to put it on you!”
Sigh!
The dagger that Findenai was holding took the shape of an ax and swung sharply, making them retreat.
“Woah!”
“Back, back! “Go away!”
The believers were bitten, but it was as if they were under siege. Nevertheless, Findeneye smiled.
“I brought a map weapon.”
“If you are a maid, speak carefully to your master.”
“My master is only him.”
Deia glared at Mule in the distance, listening to Findeneye’s grumpy words.
He responded with a smile.
“Deia Verdi. “You are the wicked and vile sister of a necromancer.”
“hey.”
Clenching her teeth, Deia gives sincere advice.
“Even if he criticizes me, I’ll criticize him. “If you talk again without qualifications, I will punch a hole in your head.”
“… … .”
“Let’s see if your god can fill up a gun hole.”
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