The Returned Sword King Decided to Become a Tyrant Chapter 205
The Final Proposal (1)
As expected.
The news of the warlock spread and the Holy Empire was turned upside down.
“The Federation Empire has sent a black magician to the battlefield… …!”
“And he even tried to use that power to kill the priests of the Holy Nation!”
“Not only do you dare to send forth the servants of evil, but you even dare to harm the priests!”
The Cold War that was secretly maintained.
It is understandable that they deify their emperor.
But the actions they displayed were no different from a full-scale rebellion against the Holy Empire and its doctrines.
Unlike before, this is not something that can be passed over by just labeling them as apostates and clicking your tongue!
one side.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of hasty, rough footsteps could be heard through the pure white hallway where silence should have lingered.
But no one could stop it.
Except for the knights guarding the gates of the hall.
visor-!
“… … !”
“You cannot pass.”
Two crossed white swords.
As if to say there was no way out of this place, the doors to the hall were firmly locked.
“Please step aside. I have something to say to Your Majesty.”
“Impossible. There is a meeting regarding the Warlocks taking place inside the Hall, so please come back later.”
“It has to be now.”
“Then please wait until the meeting is over. That’s all we can give you.”
“… … .”
Saint Uriel bit her pursed lips.
So far she has never been prevented from passing through here.
Quite the contrary. She was always an important person, and so there was nothing she couldn’t do within the Holy Land.
But even then, the knights still showed no sign of moving.
And the reason why such a variable was created was probably because of the existence of the black magician that was revealed publicly. That was what made the saintess uneasy.
“Saint.”
“High Priest!”
At that moment, a hard voice was heard from behind.
Although I didn’t confirm his face, his identity was obviously that of Archpriest Garden.
There was no way I could have confused the voice of the man I followed, as if it were my own grandfather.
“……uh?”
But when she turned her head, the saintess couldn’t help but doubt her eyes.
“Oh, High Priest? Why are you looking like that?”
“… … .”
A face as hard as ever.
The affectionate expression that he had shown only to himself was now filled with tension, as if he was possessed by something.
“Oh, that’s right!”
It was at that moment that the saint, who had been blankly staring at the high priest, came to her senses.
“That’s good. Are you late for the high priest meeting?”
“… …Saint.”
“Take me inside the hall. There is something I must tell Your Majesty about the warlocks.”
“That’s impossible.”
“what?”
For a moment, the saint was at a loss for words due to embarrassment.
“Why even the high priest… … .”
“Because it is Your Majesty’s will.”
“… … !”
When he finally confirmed the identity of the will that had stopped him, his body began to tremble slightly.
“Seo, His Majesty doesn’t want me to enter the hall?”
“Yes.”
“Is it because of the ‘truth’ of the Holy Nation that you spoke of back then?”
Their secret, first mentioned in Esteban.
That was the only reason I could think of to stop myself like this.
As expected, the high priest showed a small but agitated emotion.
“Saint. Have you heard the story of the secret from the King of Esteban?”
“I didn’t hear. But, unless you’re an idiot, you shouldn’t not know.”
“… … .”
“Tell me. What secrets are you hiding from me? Why won’t you tell me anything?”
Such a strong voice and gaze.
High Priest Garden silently waved his hand and pushed away the knights blocking the door.
Swish-
But it was he who once again blocked the door that seemed ready to open at any moment.
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“I cannot tell the saint. Please go back.”
“… … !”
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
I was shocked to be betrayed even by the high priest I trusted.
‘I’m sorry, Your Majesty.’
However, being the high priest did not necessarily mean that he was happy with this situation.
‘I cannot tell you the truth that Seongguk has been hiding until now.’
The cruel things that have been done for the intangible bond called faith.
And the position that was firmly established while dealing with the warlocks, the opposite of that…
Will this innocent girl be able to accept that cruel truth?
Just an ordinary girl who got caught up in something she didn’t want to do?
She would likely be mired in endless guilt, even though she knew it wasn’t her doing.
No, not a possibility, but a certainty.
Archpriest Garden, the girl he had been watching so far was truly like that.
‘So the old man cannot let the saint pass through here.’
At least until this meeting is over.
Until those who know the truth come up with a plan for what to do next.
Clank-
“… … !”
At that moment, the doors to the palace, which had been tightly closed, began to open.
But it was not the High Priest’s will, for he too was surprised at the door being opened.
Ta-da-!
“Saint!”
The saintess, who had been blankly staring at the door, came to her senses and went inside.
Then he passed the listed high priests and quickly stopped in front of the man.
Adele de Roena, the agent of God.
It was the name of the man they called His Holiness.
“His Holiness.”
“Yes, Saint. Please speak.”
“I have something urgent to tell you about the warlocks.”
“… …Is that so?”
The Pope nodded very gently and lovingly.
But there was an awkwardness within it that could not be hidden.
And only then did the saint realize that the reactions around her were strange.
“uh?”
The high priests began to straighten their robes one by one. They were already preparing to leave.
“I apologize, Saintess. The treatment of the warlocks has already been decided.”
“……no way.”
“The Holy Nation cannot tolerate the existence of the Dark Magicians, who are the minions of evil. Therefore, in accordance with Giena’s will, we have decided to judge them in order to purify the continent.”
“… … !”
Judgment. It’s called judgment, but it was more like a death sentence.
The final judgment of the Holy Nation, seeking to exterminate heretics and apostates.
In other words, the operation to exterminate the black magicians was about to unfold again!
“That won’t do!”
“Saint?”
The saintess shouted loudly without realizing it, but no one noticed.
“The current black magicians are divided into two groups. Hardliners and moderates. After the extermination operation, the once unified black magician force split along ideological lines.”
“What is that… … .”
“The hardliners have a strong desire for revenge against the Holy Nation that destroyed them, and they commit unethical acts. That’s why they should be punished… … But the moderates are not!”
The saint explained the current situation urgently.
Then the Pope’s eyes wavered for the first time.
“The moderates are different. Does that mean they are a different breed from the warlocks we know?”
“That’s right. They want to live in peace more than anyone else.”
It is the truth she saw with her own eyes.
The first prince at that time pointed to the dead black magician and asked her a fundamental question: whether dealing with the weak who had given up resistance was the right direction for the Holy Nation.
‘It was a long thought. But the answer was already decided.’
Divided into moderates and hardliners.
It was really clear who they had to take the lead in dealing with. That was why the saintess was more anxious than anyone else.
“We can’t continue to make innocent sacrifices. Not all warlocks are the same evil.”
“…”
Not a single innocent victim should be killed.
They could not all have sinned, and it would not be right to condemn them all simply for being warlocks.
That’s what the saint thought.
“If Your Majesty is open to even the slightest possibility, please withdraw this decree of execution.”
“… … .”
“His Holiness……!”
The Pope’s eyes calmed as he heard her earnest voice.
‘… … Innocent sacrifice.’
The saint does not know the ‘truth’ hidden within the warlock and the Holy Empire.
Still, wanting to protect them probably means that they can judge what is right and wrong differently from us.
‘… … the created saint and faith.’
But perhaps she was more deserving of the title of saint than anyone else.
The Pope looked at the high priests who were watching him closely.
……however.
Those eyes held a coldness that had never been seen before.
“The meeting is over. Everyone, please leave now.”
“Seo, Your Majesty… … ?”
“The decision will not change. They will all receive their just punishment, and the will of the Holy Nation will be carried out according to Roena’s will.”
“… … !”
Everyone was surprised by his unusual firmness. The Pope walked slowly past the saint whose legs were untied.
Those cold eyes remained unchanged.
‘I already know what is right and what is wrong.’
Not only himself, but also all the high priests.
No, even if you don’t know the hidden truth, you can still judge that this is not right.
But that doesn’t work.
At least, as someone who has to lead the Holy Nation, absolutely not.
That was when.
“Sir, Your Majesty!”
A priest appeared at the entrance to the hall.
“The King of Esteban has sent an urgent message!”
“… … .”
Allen Esteban.
As if by divine destiny, the two men met at the summit.
The Pope’s fist was clenched.
* * *
-I should say I’m glad we can talk like this, but this is the first time the two of us have communicated.”
“… … .”
The Pope closed his eyes tightly at the man’s voice.
What perfect timing.
‘Fate… is it?’
The Pope’s mouth, which had been closed the whole time, slowly opened.
“The King of Esteban must have sent me a message to discuss something related to the warlocks.”
-Yes, that’s correct.
Positivity returns beyond the magic ball.
But if you really want to talk about it while directly connecting the lines… …then probably.
“Do you want to ask about their treatment?”
Regarding the decisions of the Holy Empire.
Then, I felt the opponent beyond the magic ball snickering.
-Is it that obvious?
“Because you already know the truth about the Holy Empire.”
-Well, then you must be talking fast.
Allen Esteban.
From beyond the magic ball, his confident voice was heard.
-Stop. Exterminating the warlocks would not be a good choice for the Holy Empire either.
“… … .”
As if he knew the whole situation through and through.
The opponent had not considered any other possibility from the beginning.
The Pope’s voice gradually began to tremble.
“You must know that this is clearly interference in internal affairs.”
-Of course. But it is necessary.
“… … It doesn’t seem like I sympathize with their situation.”
-Yes, as you said. I want to discuss the mutual benefits.
“… … You say it is a profit.”
-What moves the current Holy Nation is not faith, but thorough profit. And this case is no different. If it is advantageous to kill all the black magicians, the Holy Nation’s high priests will choose it without hesitation.
“… … .”
-This decision must have been made for that reason as well.
In simple terms, it means that there is no reason for the Holy Nation not to kill them.
It was bitter to hear that a king of another country had brought it up.
“It’s cruel, but it’s the truth.”
Their hidden secrets in history.
If I didn’t kill them, it would be tantamount to directly admitting it…
So there was no choice.
‘If you admit it, everything in the Holy Empire will collapse.’
The weight of history established by the Holy Empire.
To a mere Pope, that absurdity
There was no way I could handle it.
That’s why, even if you know it’s wrong, you have no choice but to walk that path.
-But on the other hand, if there is something that can destroy them, then it would mean that there is a reason to keep them alive.
“… … What do you mean?”
-The story is that our Esteban created that justification.
“… … !”
-What do you think? Will the Pope follow my suggestion?
Only then did the Pope’s eyes begin to waver.
The Pope, the most faithful priest of all.
He, too, like the saint, refused to make meaningless sacrifices.
‘… … How on earth.’
That’s why I couldn’t help but waver, even though I was half-believing the man’s words that he would give me a sense of duty.
“First of all, tell me. Why do you want to protect them?”
-Well, if they are liberated from the Holy Empire, it will benefit me too.”
“… … There is a profit? What do you mean?”
It was at that moment that my doubts deepened.
-Oh, didn’t I tell you?
Beyond the invisible crystal ball.
I got the feeling that the other person was laughing right now.
and.
-Because I was personally hiding the moderate faction’s power.
“… … !”
The Pope’s eyes widened at that astonishing confession.
