Buncheonhoe (1)
The Roselia Grand Shrine, located at the center of the sacred site of the Jushin Church.
It had been over two months since Heinrich had come here, but his daily routine was the same today.
Ki-ki-ki-ki-ki—
“Whoop!”
A chunk of metal attached to a chain defied gravity, with a sound like twisting metal.
“Hoo—”
Clang— crunch!
The ton-sized lump of metal attached to the vicious-looking exercise machine was steadily tearing apart the muscles of any rude human who dared use it through its periodic reciprocating motion.
Then at one moment.
Hwaaaaak—
“Huh?”
As if a dam had burst, divine power poured out from his body.
《The entity has achieved enlightenment by achieving the conditions. It acquires the special skill “Blessing: Strong Body.”》
At the same time, the metal that had been lifted with difficulty suddenly shot up.
Heinrich froze in that position for a moment, then closed his eyes and felt the divine power within him.
‘···I’ve finally reached it! High Priest-level divine power!’
At some point, I felt that the divine power that had seemed to have reached its limit and was not growing had finally grown beyond a certain level.
This must also be thanks to the “Blessing: Rigid Body” I received this time.
I was so happy that I quickly put down the chain.
Chorrrrrr— BANG!
At that moment, the lump of metal, unable to overcome gravity, collided violently with the ground, but that was no longer his concern.
‘I never thought I’d actually push my limits while exercising.’
Of course, during that time, I didn’t only train my body in the main temple.
Education in theology, doctrine, and history were basic, and additional training was provided for knights in all kinds of martial arts, horsemanship, ceremonies, and sacred law.
Although I was able to follow the physical training with ease thanks to “Mugol,” I had a hard time in other areas.
Still, I managed to meet the criteria somehow.
However, he was worried that his divine power was still stagnant and did not reach the level of a high priest, but the senior paladin who was helping him with his training suggested a solution as if it were no big deal.
‘Just roll your body. Roll like crazy. You think it recovers quickly? Then roll twice as hard. If that doesn’t work, roll a few more times.’
What a trivial solution!
Of course, if you look closely, his prescription was reasonable.
The condition for having the divine power of a high priest was to have ‘at least one ‘blessing’.
And the easiest blessing for them, as paladins, to obtain was the ‘Blessing of Strong Body’.
Perhaps those who walk the path of priesthood will grow through blessings from other lineages.
However, now that he has surpassed the stagnation of divine power, he will continue to grow steadily until he reaches the level of bishop-level divine power.
Because that was his greatest strength.
Heinrich hurriedly packed up the exercise equipment and headed towards the knights.
Now that I was officially qualified to become a Paladin, I wanted to have a conversation about it.
While I was urging my steps like that.
“Ahem ahem ahem~♪”
A humming sound echoed from the garden along the way.
‘Is there humming here? No way…’
As I walked carefully, I saw the expected figure crouching down and looking at the flower bed.
‘The saint of the New Church, Riesta Saint Hattianus.’
Her soft silver hair swayed and swayed, and her golden eyes, which seemed to hold stars, sparkled as she looked at the flowers.
With her bright smile, she looked no different from any other 18-year-old girl.
‘If only I could take away that halo.’
Except for the self-luminous halo around the head, that is.
The traces of that powerful blessing were nothing less than the evidence of the saint.
“Ahem, hello, Saintess. But why are you alone in a place like this?”
Since we had already met, I felt it would be awkward to just ignore her and pass by, so I coughed lightly and spoke to the saintess.
The saintess must have sensed the presence here, because she smiled and turned her head to greet me.
“Hello, Sir Heinrich! I was watching a ladybug. It was so cute and cuddly that I didn’t even realize how much time had passed!”
···It seems like I was looking at a bug, not a flower.
It was still too early to be called a ‘Kyung’ since it wasn’t a knight yet, but since nothing changed no matter how many times it was corrected, I decided to just let it go.
There was one thing that surprised me while I was staying at the Rosellia Grand Shrine for over two months.
At first, this saint seemed distant, but in fact, she was very informal and liked to wander around whenever she had free time.
He is kind to anyone who is a member of the same sect, and does not hesitate to offer help.
A lively and quirky girl who is loved by everyone in the palace for her kind personality.
As his religious beliefs were as strong as his divine powers, he was particularly friendly towards those who were as devout as he was.
Because she was a saint who first approached Heinrich, who had displayed strong divine powers since his baptism, and showed affection for him.
“By the way, congratulations, Sir Heinrich! You finally received your blessing? I knew you would do it quickly!”
Was she really a saint? She clapped her hands and rejoiced as if it were her own story, not knowing how to know that.
“Thank you. I was able to get there thanks to the help of many people.”
“No! The blessing of the strong body is not something that can be obtained with the help of others. It is proof that you have overcome your limits through training, so be proud of yourself!”
It seems like he knew at a glance what kind of blessing he had received.
Perhaps it is the blessing contained in those sparkling golden eyes.
She was chatting like that for a while, then she stopped and looked up at the sky.
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“Ah! Afternoon service! When is the time like this! Well then, I’ll be going now. May the Lord’s blessings always be with you.”
She seemed to be taking her time for a moment, then she stood up, bowed, and disappeared into the temple like the wind.
“···Well, you’re very···active today too.”
The expression ‘crazy’ would be more appropriate.
In some ways it may look sloppy, but of course it wasn’t like that for everyone.
‘Never compromise with evil.’
He shows friendliness to those who follow him, and tries to embrace those who do not follow him.
But there was no mercy for those who were steeped in evil.
And there was a matter that the saintess had been obsessed with recently···.
It was none other than ‘Hans, the descendant of the Immortal King’.
‘Now, that obsession is scary.’
I heard that they pray several times a day and try to track down ‘Hans’.
Of course, it was impossible to find it since it did not exist in this world, but the act of never giving up had already become a part of daily life.
It was only pitiful that those who were discovered by the blessing of chasing that demon and were subjugated as side branches were the only ones who felt sorry for him.
If she was detected by a saint who had the descendants of the Immortal King as her main target, then it would mean that she was performing some evil ritual, so it would be her own fault.
‘Actually, I can understand why he would act like that.’
Heinrich, too, had been educated in history and knew what kind of being the Immortal King was, so he could understand his feelings.
The first immortal king who suddenly appeared about a thousand years ago.
He turned half of the continent into a land of death, causing countless sacrifices, and only after countless forces, including the cult, joined forces were they able to barely defeat him and restore peace.
But hundreds of years later.
Perhaps because he was unable to properly finish off the first Immortal King, his power-filled ‘Heart of the Immortal King’ somehow ended up in the hands of a black magician…
Thus the second Immortal King was born.
The second Immortal King, who was born after being devoured by the inherited heart, brought chaos to the continent once again, and as a result, the great empire located in the west was destroyed and split into several kingdoms as it is now.
Maybe it’s because it was the second time.
The suicide squad aiming for the Immortal King worked hard to deal with his heart so that something like this would never happen again.
But that also ended in failure.
He succeeded in splitting the heart, but he used the last of his strength to spread it across the continent so that he could not seal it.
That was only a few hundred years ago.
‘And two of them ended up in Hans’ hands. If they find just the last piece, the third Immortal King will be resurrected, so the sect has no choice but to be desperate.’
Because whenever an Immortal King incident occurred, the Jushin Church was at the forefront.
It was natural for the saint, who had learned the history of their sacrifices from a young age, to feel hostile towards the Immortal King.
All the more so since she tended to treat fellow believers like family.
‘It would be nice if we could all get along well. That friend is more gentle and kind than you think, but you don’t know that.’
Yes, Hans, who would become the Immortal King of this generation, did not wish for anything like the destruction of the continent.
Even at this very moment, he is fighting hard against evil organizations for the public good.
***
Kuung!
“Ugh···.”
Park Gwang-cheon, a member of the Bancheonhoe dressed in a suit, looked around while blocking Hahoe Mask’s attack.
He confidently led his troops and dug traps, but all his plans were ruined by just two guys.
‘Damn, it’s all because that damn guy didn’t get the information right! He completely miscalculated the enemy’s strength!’
He burst into anger as he recalled the man with a hazy appearance.
The decisive reason things went wrong was because of a vampire who had intervened out of nowhere, but he had no time to think about that.
No matter how many excuses you make, failure is still failure.
‘There’s nothing we can do about what’s already gone wrong. So we need to at least clean up the mess…’
He was still fighting hard against Hahoe-tal with his remaining subordinates, but it was meaningless now.
No matter how I looked at it, it felt like he was intentionally trying to capture me.
‘At first, it seemed like you didn’t care whether I died or not, but now that you have some free time, are you planning to interrogate me to get information?’
Park Gwang-cheon looked around at his fallen subordinates.
More than half of them were corpses, but most of those who had recently fallen were not dead, but were merely subdued.
‘This is… wrong. There is no hope anymore.’
Judging by the fact that the commotion coming from the vampires had died down, it seemed like the situation there had already ended.
And being this quiet was never a positive sign for him.
Because it really meant that I was completely taken advantage of by one incompetent guy.
‘If we delay any longer, the vampires on the other side will join us. I’ll do my best to handle this situation and get out myself.’
Although the barrier between the Buncheonhoe and Hahoetal was doubled, he was able to escape this place with his unique skill, “Space Manipulation.”
The last bastion that has saved his life countless times so far.
He raised his magical power one last time before activating his unique skill.
***
The vampire situation was more or less settled, and the resistance of the Heavenly Society was now at an end.
The remaining ones are taking time to subdue as many of them as possible in order to read their memories and extract information, but that won’t last long.
While I was slowly clearing the battlefield, I felt like the enemy leader was preparing something.
It was already too late to do anything, but I was on guard just in case…
“You all worked hard. For the sake of the Buncheonhoe! [Die for freedom—!]”
The last sentence resonates through space with magical power.
At that moment, the bodies of the members of the Buncheonhoe all froze stiffly.
Regardless of whether you were resisting or were subdued and lost consciousness.
‘What kind of nonsense are you talking about now!’
A clear anomaly.
Hans’ thoughts accelerated.
The surroundings stopped for a moment, and time passed slowly.
Ss …
‘What is this?’
An unidentified magical flow penetrates the minds of the living.
It was trying to resonate with some energy that was embedded in the brain.
At the same time, Hans’s eyes, which had no limit to his field of vision, caught sight of the man glaring at him and gritting his teeth.
And that image slowly began to blur.
‘Order your men to self-destruct. I am to escape.’
I quickly assessed the situation.
I don’t know how teleportation is possible when there’s a barrier, but it’s such an extraordinary world, so that’s a problem we’ll deal with later.
Now was the time to make a choice.
Prioritize.
Should we find a way to prevent the gang from self-destructing from this unidentified flow, or should we quickly give up and immediately pursue the ringleader who escapes in an unknown manner?
Neither of these is very likely.
‘Only a few seconds left, the opponent’s means are unknown.’
I felt a sudden surge of irritation at the forced choice.
In this situation, of course···.
[Of course, neither side gives up!]
Hans, who swallowed his negative emotions and opened his eyes to his individuality, was also the embodiment of greed and obsession.
Of course I had no intention of giving any of them away!
All entities’ resources were concentrated on Hans.
Accidents are accelerating.
Time has almost come to a standstill.
The black magic split into dozens of strands and headed towards their respective targets.
I quickly left a trace on the monster who was almost disappearing.
It’s not a proper tracking spell, so it’ll be swept away by the flow of space and disappear quickly, but it should buy you a few seconds.
The remaining black magic dug into the minds of the survivors.
I gained information by making contact with something that resonated with the current applied from outside.
···I don’t know.
A complex technique unique to the Bancheonhoe.
Hans’ research was still insufficient to fully understand this complex intertwining.
but.
Part of a complex surgical procedure.
‘Graduated’ and ‘cursed’ mixed everywhere.
It was something very familiar to Hans.
It has also been a frequently used tool recently.
‘It starts here.’
“Evil Wisdom” followed the familiar, and “Forbidden Knowledge” analyzed it.
As I was figuring out the composition of the recipe like digging up a sweet potato stem, I reached the final stage.
The one located at the end is.
It was ‘death’.
It goes beyond the familiar and touches Hans’ essence.
It was what he experienced, what he overcame, and what he ultimately mastered.
‘now!’
Intervened in the formula that caused the resonance.
Just as if you were to haphazardly insert foreign substances into a precision machine part, it would break down, and the formula would run wild and harm the person involved.
If that happens, it will fail.
So he removed some of the gears from the machine part.
After a fleeting moment that felt like an eternity, the surrounding noise that had been endlessly extended began to slowly return to normal.
Woohoo—
A formula that continues to resonate.
But since it was missing some important parts, it just kept spinning its wheels and failed to achieve its original purpose.
[Kekekeke… Khahaha! I am the one who rules over death. Do you think you can escape to death in front of me?]
Hans, who had finished his work, blew up the fire right there.
Of course, even in the midst of all this, he did not forget to use his black magic to stun the remnants who were staggering without losing consciousness.
Because I didn’t know what they would do if they were awake.
[And you, won’t die easily.]
I immediately traced the black magic buried just before the bastard disappeared, and the traces left behind as he passed through the barrier.
While I was concentrating on making the gold, the traces were already starting to blur.
But unlike at the beginning, things have gotten better.
Because I analyzed the gold closely and figured out the magical power pattern of the guy who created the flow.
It was information that could not have been noticed when simply fighting.
The direction was estimated from the traces left in the barrier, and the distance was estimated from the traces of the weakened black magic.
Within that range, I was able to pinpoint its location using its magical power pattern.
I don’t know how he got out of here.
Considering that there are no traces of magic left in the barrier, it is likely to be a unique skill.
But now it didn’t matter at all.
[···Found it.]
Because it’s something you can just look into your own head.
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