The Rule of Reincarnation Episode 91
Doolan couldn’t believe his eyes.
It was true that paladins could enjoy considerable benefits thanks to the temple’s prestige.
However, the man in front of me was a warrior who had reached such a high level that he did not need the prestige of a temple.
But Dulan said he would become his own paladin.
“Does Adenka know about this?”
Merlin is one of the best warriors in Adenka.
Because he was one of the 12 swords, one of the main axes of Adenca.
“Of course I know.”
“What on earth is the reason?”
“To help people who need me.”
“Are you Prince Vincent?”
Merlin remembers clearly.
The image of Vincen earnestly saying that I also need a teacher.
He should have originally died in the tomb of the Holy King.
At that time, it was because all of his missions were accomplished.
“yes.”
“You know that there are many inconveniences about becoming a Holy Knight, right?”
Compared to general shamanism, the rules are stricter.
Additionally, one must swear loyalty to the priest he or she serves, and cannot place personal interests above the interests of the temple.
Additionally, having private property is extremely limited.
“Do you know that someone who is not from a temple must make a huge donation to become a paladin?”
“of course.”
Merlin opened subspace and took out a leather pouch.
“It’s 100 million Luden.”
This was given to Merlin by Bertha.
It was also the last favor bestowed upon Merlin as he left Adenca.
“For Lord Merlin, do you know that it is no different from shackling your own hands and feet?”
“I am a warrior who has been following orders all my life.”
However, the command was not always correct.
“I need the right orders. Lord Doolan. “Can you give me the right orders?”
“… … .”
Dulan was silent for a long time.
“I think I can at least give orders for Prince Vincennes.”
“That’s enough.”
I thought this was much better than empty promises.
Until yesterday, Merlin had been following Adenca’s orders.
As long as Merlin was a military official in Adenca, he could not fully support Prince Vincennes.
Because Vincen has already fallen out of favor with the Presbyterian Church.
“If you can’t be right all the time, then it’s the next best option. I will be your knight. Please perform the paladin ritual.”
Doolan nodded.
“I will appoint Lord Merlin as my paladin. I fully understand why Sir Merlin wants to become a Paladin, and I will not disappoint Sir Merlin and Prince Vincen. From now on, you are my leader of the Holy Knights.”
Dulan took his palm staff and tapped Merlin on the shoulder.
Divine power radiated out and covered Merlin’s body.
Soon Merlin spoke.
“Lord Doolan has entered into a great fight. “The process will be very lonely, and it will not be without bloodshed.”
“I am prepared.”
Merlin dispersed his energy, looked around, and then spoke carefully.
“You know Lord Aiman, right?”
“of course.”
Merlin’s expression darkened.
Aiman was branded a traitor who betrayed Neliuk and was sent to Mailtum.
He was a priest who went missing after meeting with Vincennes.
“I have Sir Aiman with me.”
* * *
The evening before leaving for Helaim.
Wilson came running in a huff.
“Confucius! Confucius, Confucius!”
“Why are you making such a fuss?”
“That, that, that!”
Wilson was so out of breath that he could not speak properly.
Behind him, a woman with a calm expression stood.
It was Henna, the 3rd Princess of Adenka and a first-class representative cadet.
“I heard you are leaving for Helaim tomorrow.”
“That’s right, sister. “But what happened?”
“Two years ago, I was dispatched to Hellaim. In recognition of his merits at the time, he was presented with a pass by the head of the Hellenic family.”
What Henna held out was a blue gem.
“This is a pass that allows you to freely travel to and from all regions ruled by Helaim, so keep it with you.”
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“… … thank you.”
“There is nothing to be thankful for. “It’s just compensation for having some of your merit taken away.”
Henna handed over the blue gem and then turned her back.
“sister. “I feel like this alone is not enough compensation for me.”
Wilson was startled by those words.
He was always afraid of Henna, who acted like an emotionless machine.
I hid behind Vincen.
“What do you want?”
“Please give me your sister’s painting.”
About 10 years ago.
Beyond Julian’s memories, there was a faint but bright memory.
As I was talking about Henna, something suddenly came to mind.
The henna from 10 years ago had drawn the image of Julian, who was 4 years old.
“You’re talking nonsense.”
“I look a lot different from 10 years ago.”
“… … .”
Henna was silent for a moment.
She originally wanted to become a painter.
But it is a very old, faded and worn-out dream.
Since I was born as a direct descendant of Adenka, it was just an impossible utopia.
“I still cherish the picture my sister drew for me 10 years ago.”
-So, who says you kept it precious?
‘It’s been 10 years, but it’s in very clean condition. It’s as if a preservation spell has been cast.’
-Well, you didn’t keep it that precious? Please don’t misunderstand me?
Vincen still remembers that day.
That time when my cherished portrait was discovered.
When the portrait fell to the ground in ‘Blood Spirit King’, Julian was greatly embarrassed.
-It’s nothing like that. Please don’t get distracted and focus on the main topic.
It was like a child who was told a secret he didn’t want to be revealed.
Vincen grinned.
‘It must have been a very precious memory for you.’
So I said it again.
“This is one of the few precious memories I have, sister.”
“… … .”
“I am always grateful for the good memories.”
Henna answered briefly without turning her back.
“Complete your mission and return to the Red Fortress.”
“Then will you draw a picture for me?”
There was no answer.
Vincen said loudly as he watched Henna moving away.
“You promised, sister!”
Henna, who was walking away, stopped for a moment.
He said it as if it suddenly occurred to him.
“There will be people who can help you.”
* * *
The Hellaim family was a powerful and famous family that absorbed and merged many surrounding families to form a large power.
In the southern part of the continent, it enjoyed as much prestige as Adenka, and its walls were very high and strong.
Additionally, it was known that the admission process was quite strict compared to areas ruled by other families.
They arrived at Musdom, the western region ruled by the Helaim family.
Wilson proudly held out a pass made of blue jewels.
It was a jewel given by Henna.
“Ahem, our Confucius is this kind of person.”
“Please go in.”
The guards let Vincen and his group pass without any special inspection procedures.
‘Is this Moose Dome?’
Moose Dome was a small to medium-sized city.
As in other cities, the main street adjacent to the city gate stood out.
Heavily armed warriors were seen marching in rows throughout the streets.
Seri looked around.
“The atmosphere is quite scary.”
It felt like a military town.
After two days, I was able to get a rough idea of the atmosphere here.
Large and small protests took place sporadically throughout the city.
They were holding small yellow flags in their hands and shouting for freedom.
Seri’s expression darkened.
“Protests are more frequent than you think, and the process of suppressing them is violent.”
“okay.”
Vincen asked inwardly.
‘Isn’t it strange?’
-yes. A lot.
I witnessed four protests in two days.
Many citizens waved yellow flags asking for freedom.
‘What is going on in Helaim that makes them do this?’
The protesters seemed somewhat desperate, and the soldiers trampling on them seemed to be immersed in madness.
-The situation is more serious than expected, but it is completely unknown to the outside world.
There is quite a bit of bloodshed going on.
At this point, other influential families might intervene.
Even if that wasn’t the case, reporters from the newsletter would have reported the horrors of this place, but that wasn’t the case.
The situation was strange in many ways.
next day.
Vincen met a boy holding a yellow flag.
I asked him about Laurent, but I couldn’t get the answer I wanted.
“It must be Helaim Muin, right? “I knew I would be fooled!”
The boy ran away.
It was the same for other people too.
The people of the Civil Revolutionary Corps rarely opened their hearts to Vincen, who appeared to be an unmanned person.
“It’s not that easy.”
Seri gave Vincen comfort, not consolation.
“Wouldn’t it be possible to interpret Confucius as giving off the prayers of a proper warrior?”
Another day passed.
For safety reasons, Seri and Wilson were placed on standby at the lodgings.
‘The priority is to find out the location of the headquarters of the Citizen Revolutionary Army or Laurent.’
While walking down the street, Vincen noticed a Helaim warrior trampling a girl.
The girl was out of breath and desperately asking for help.
“Do, please help me!”
In the end, the girl seemed to have lost her mind.
The warrior grabbed the girl by her hair and dragged her into a deserted alley.
-Hey, brother. Isn’t it great?
‘That’s right.’
Vincen walked after him and laughed.
-It seems like the worst acting troupe in the world.
When seen through the eyes of Vincen, who had experienced all the hardships, their movements were clumsy.
It was a sloppy move by someone who had never actually kidnapped anyone, and there was no fear at all in the girl’s voice crying out for help.
It was clear that this situation had been manipulated.
‘Do you think you want to trick me?’
-I think so.
‘In that case, I have no choice but to hang out with you.’
Vincen walked behind and said.
“Is that enough?”
“What are you? Are you a protester too?”
“… … .”
“Go your own way, why are you interfering and making a fuss?”
He swung his fist sharply at Vincennes.
He snatched the martial artist’s fist and used his strength to throw it to the floor.
The unmanned person was lying on the floor.
He kindly and detailedly revealed his identity.
“How dare you treat a citizen and warrior who has received the grace of Helaim like this? Do you even have two lives?”
It was as if he was anxious to reveal his identity.
I couldn’t figure out his exact intention, so I just gave him an answer.
“Isn’t it shameful to treat unarmed ordinary people so violently?”
“noisy!”
The unmanned person stood up, shaking the dust off his clothes.
He eagerly uttered lines that seemed to be typical of a play.
Without realizing how awkward it was from the perspective of Vincen, who had experienced countless battles.
“You touched the wrong person. How dare a lower class citizen block a higher class citizen? “I didn’t even receive grace!”
“blessing?”
“Experience it. “What grace is!”
The unmanned person took out a small bead from his arms and put it in his mouth.
At the same time, white vapor began to leak out of his body.
“This is the grace of the chosen ones.”
Their words were awkward, as if they were acting unfamiliarly.
Aside from the fact that this situation is quite comical, something strange started happening.
fantasy,
