Episode 63. Two hearts
The center of the continent.
It is a sacred area about three days away from the Legion, and a place with such strict security that for priests in the outskirts, just setting foot here is considered a dream come true.
‘Vaticare Zero’, Pope’s Office.
A wall so high that you can’t see inside is built on an area the size of a country.
A space so unknown that the general public cannot even know what the inside looks like.
Unauthorized persons can never enter. This wasn’t a question of whether I was weak or strong.
Because the sacred barrier spread here cannot be easily penetrated by even an apostle.
Judah, who is with me now, was also waiting for an opportunity next to Cynthia.
‘yes.’
I don’t know when that will happen, but in the future, when Cynthia, the leader of the Holy Knights, returns, I will be able to go in with her if I accompany her.
‘but.’
Now I can’t afford to wait for her to complete her mission and return to the Papal Office.
So, I contacted Strange’s home and asked my father.
‘Something happened that required me to go to the Pope’s office.’
The reason for this was not explained. I just told them what I wanted and a reply arrived within a day.
[Do as you wish.]
The person who came with the letter is Beth, the leader of the Guardian Knights who protects Strange’s home.
“It’s been a while, master.”
I asked a question before I even finished saying hello.
“What about your last name? “Is it okay for you to leave your seat?”
He smiled brightly and answered.
“Of course, the head of the family gave the order himself. Master Verdin has an incident where he needs to go to the Pope’s Office, so go straight to the Legion and travel safely to your destination.”
I was able to read my father’s intentions right away.
‘I see.’
As long as I am in this mansion now, it is the same as being under Diberi’s surveillance.
He must have been aware of the fact that I had not recovered, so he must have been reporting my progress to my father.
‘and.’
Even if DeBerry wasn’t there, my father would have been aware of my condition.
Finding this much out through my father’s information network wouldn’t be a problem.
That’s how I arrived at Beopwangcheong under the protection of guards sent directly from Strange’s home.
“That’s amazing.”
Judas raised his gaze and measured the height of the wall. Up close, no matter how high you raise your head, you cannot see the end.
The person who actually faced the wall had such dignity that it made one wonder if it had really been made by humans.
“It’s amazing, it was made by those who do God’s will.”
“… Those who do the will of God. Did God really give them the authority to do his will?”
Judas made a complex and subtle expression.
Cynthia, who had been listening to our conversation, approached us with an expression of displeasure and spoke harshly as if throwing a throw.
“Judas, God does not give them authority. He simply carries out His will in His oracle.”
Judas scratched the back of his head with an embarrassed expression.
“So what I’m saying is, did he give the priests authority to carry out his will?”
“Do you think I gave it to you?”
Yuda slowly turned his eyes and thought, and at some point, he made eye contact with Cynthia.
“Lord, wouldn’t you have given it to me?”
“Then why are you asking such a question?”
“… sorry.”
Perhaps, in the future, Cynthia will jump when she finds out Yuda’s identity. He is chosen as one of the three strongest among the twelve or thirteen apostles guarding the tower.
Pak! Pak!
“Don’t hit me on the head! “It really hurts!!”
How can you not be surprised when you are treated like that and are right next to you? If Judas counterattacks with even one of those blows with the power of an apostle, Cynthia could die.
Nevertheless, the way he endured suffering without looking down on the weak was truly worthy of the name ‘Apostle’.
Pop!
I guess not just anyone can become an apostle.
Pop!
Even if you have more power than anyone else, you have to be persecuted and ignored like that.
“that… . “Please stop hitting me.”
Cynthia huffed and grabbed Judah by the collar.
“If you come all the way here and talk nonsense like that, they’ll really hunt you down.”
“ah… No, why are you so angry? “Did you join the Holy Knights?”
He asked knowingly.
However, Cynthia was not at all surprised and answered with an expression that was not at all disturbed.
“If you go in, can I punish you?”
“Oh, no! “That’s not what I meant.”
“Then shut up. “If you keep talking here, your head will fall off.”
“Your neck is falling off?”
“okay.”
Judas did not respond as if he was resisting. However, Cynthia thought his actions were just him being scared and keeping his mouth shut.
‘It’s a shame.’
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If I had seen a scene like this in my past life, I would have created a lot of interesting pictures.
“By the way, Verdin.”
“say.”
“Why did you leave Alfredo at the Legion?”
I excluded two characters from the existing party this time. One is Alfredo, a member of Cynthia’s party and a northern martial artist.
“Because there is no need.”
“There’s no need?”
“Yes, if it means climbing the tower, I will take you. “We don’t need him here now.”
It’s just a hindrance to carrying out the operation with poor skills.
Cynthia nodded slightly as if she understood.
“Then what about that little boy?”
“kid? “Are you talking about Rox?”
“okay.”
“Rox gave me a separate mission.”
“mission?”
There was no explanation for this.
Anyway, since I’ve come this far, I’ll soon find out what he’s doing.
I responded with silence.
Cynthia gave up on the conversation as usual and turned her back.
“Please, let’s just stay quiet here.”
A meaningful word.
When you see something like this, do you call it intuition? You’re hinting in advance that I’m going to do something.
“Cynthia, let me ask you one thing.”
“what?”
“If God wills your death. “Could you die on the spot?”
* * *
Cynthia couldn’t answer my question.
He just maintains a stern expression and silence.
‘what.’
This was enough to prepare her for the future.
My questions are nothing compared to the ordeal that will soon come.
After entering the Beopwangcheong, we left to find our own paths.
Cynthia, who was hiding her identity, looked around and headed towards the cathedral.
After a brief exchange of greetings with me, Judas left to find information about his target, Saint Joanna Arc.
Of course, it was thanks to me that they were able to move freely in this place.
“I would like to rest here for a week. Is that possible?”
One of the seven archbishops under the Papacy gently held my hands.
“Of course, Strange is the one who protects the peace of this continent with us. Of course, you should take a break.”
He slowly opened his closed eyes and continued speaking.
“Besides, isn’t Verdin the knight who defeated a dragon with magical powers in the Legion not long ago? “We are not saints if we cannot do this much for the hero who protected the sanctuary.”
“thank you.”
Thanks to the archbishop, I was able to stay in the Papal Palace without any major problems.
Up to this point, the flow was not much different from my previous life.
Of course, except for the fact that the party members were different then and the reputation I had achieved was comparable.
Siegfried asked me, circling around the statue of a man holding a huge cross.
“Do you mean that you always feel bad when you come here?”
Brunhild, in cat form, licked his paw on my shoulder and whispered.
“It’s a place where souls are sent to heaven and earth, so of course it doesn’t feel good. “I feel nauseous whenever I come here.”
Perhaps these two will learn the secrets of the Pope’s Office that will soon be revealed, and at the same time, their excellent sense will be overshadowed.
Even though I haven’t heard anything about history or records, I can tell that it’s not good just by standing on this land. That feeling is so incredible that it can’t be compared to animals or anything.
‘Monsters.’
No, does it have to be like this to be able to deal with a dragon?
Anyway, before an argument broke out between the two, I talked to the archbishop again and stopped the fight.
“Hello again, my name is Verdin de Strange. He is the youngest son of the main family. “I am currently gaining experience as an apprentice adventurer in the Legion.”
The Archbishop’s kind smile.
He answered by nodding his head so loudly that his long white beard fluttered.
“Juda, my name is ‘Juda’.”
He is a powerful figure in the papacy and a person with such outstanding character that he is considered by believers to be the next pope.
I knew this well. Because I had many conversations with him in his past life. So I was looking forward to this meeting even more.
Who is more corrupt this time, me or him? Although it makes no sense to think this way about a priest.
‘Because Judas is not an ordinary priest.’
I held his wrists with both hands and continued speaking.
“That’s a good name. “One of my friends has the same name as the bishop, and he always goes about doing things worthy of blessings.”
“Is that so? Hohohoho! “You are a friend I want to see sometime.”
On the surface, it was a friendly conversation.
Of course, only the person involved will know what is going on inside.
“Yes, since he is a deeply religious friend, I will bring him sometime.”
* * *
The Baticaregero Cathedral is incomparable in size to churches within the Legion.
Let’s take the middle path among the three paths: left, middle, and right.
Four knights wearing faceless cross helmets and silver armor escorted Cynthia.
“Please come in.”
Then, we entered the cathedral by crossing the seven magnificent doors opened by four knights.
The twelve priests in the last room bowed their heads and welcomed her.
Turf, plod, trudge.
As she entered the cathedral, the choir’s voice rang out so loudly that she thought it was the voice of an angel.
Ahhh-
Ecstatic voices and beautiful decorations.
“Welcome, Miss Cynthia.”
An old man wearing a fancy crown looked at the huge cross in the cathedral and whispered softly.
“Yes, Pope.”
The two looked at each other without speaking and prayed briefly.
Cynthia didn’t even need to explain the past events. The Pope, who already knew about her, simply asked her lightly about her past efforts.
“How was your trip with Lord Verdin?”
Cynthia twitched her eyebrows.
The Pope, who is in a position equivalent to that of an emperor, would give a mere eight-year-old the title ‘Lord’.
“It wasn’t bad. Thanks to this, I was able to climb the tower quickly.”
the Pope asked, placing his palm lightly on her head.
“Have you found the owner of the oracle?”
“Not yet. “But I found out where it was.”
“is it so? Where is this place.”
“… Between the 20th and 30th floors of the tower.”
Cynthia took out the book she had secretly taken from Verdin’s room, unfolded the bookmark where she had placed it, and handed it to the Pope.
“It’s right here. “The Messiah, sent to us by God.”
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