Episode 91. Master Piece
Matteo Ricci asked, raising his sword high and wary of his surroundings.
“What happened?”
Joanna Arc, a girl with white hair drenched in blood, trembled and answered him.
“Well, that’s… . suddenly… . A devil appears from the darkness… . “They ate the vice-bishop.”
“devil?”
“yes… . The devil… The devil… .”
Joanna Arc, filled with fear, could not speak.
Matteo Ricci did not understand what she said, but he could clearly see the bloody footprints left on the floor.
“Lampy, you take the lead, guard the front lines, and chase the enemy’s blood trails.”
“Yes, leader.”
“Balak, you protect the girl from the rear. “Make sure you both don’t let your guard down.”
“Yes, leader.”
With these words, the three walked inside the cathedral, following the footsteps.
And the three knights reached the end of the footsteps and reached an ominous room in the basement of the cathedral.
‘Why is there a place like this in the cathedral?’
A thick bloody smell stung the tip of my nose.
Lampy carefully traced the footprints with his palm and nodded briefly towards Matteo Ricci.
The moment Matteo Ricci received his signal and was about to enter, aiming his sword forward.
“What’s going on?!”
Suddenly, the bishop appeared from behind and was looking at them with cold eyes.
“… “Bishop?”
The bishop glanced at the white-haired girl hiding behind the knight and shook his head.
“Miss Joanna, are you playing a prank on the adventurers again?”
“That’s not it-”
“I’m sorry, driver, but you shouldn’t believe what that kid says. “He is a child who has been deceived by Satan and lives with lies in his mouth.”
“Satan?”
“Yes, every time new adventurers come to the village, they say they have lost their parents and ask them to find them.”
“… … .”
“They kill chickens or dogs, sprinkle blood on their heads, and scare them like that. “It doesn’t happen every day, but it happens sometimes, so it’s a very big problem.”
Matteo Ricci saw the girl.
She lowered her head and said nothing.
“Miss Joanna, if you keep doing this, I will have no choice but to make you repent of your sins.”
When the word repentance came out, Joanna trembled like crazy.
“Please save me.”
The bishop slowly approached and grabbed Joanna by the shoulder.
Joanna Arc strongly gripped Matteo Ricci’s collar with frightened eyes.
But he couldn’t do anything.
The bishop’s will is God’s command. How can something like a knight stop that will?
“Then you guys should go and rest.”
The bishop dragged Joanna Arc into an ominous room.
“Please save me! Driver, please save me!”
Matteo Ricci shrugged his eyebrows with an uncomfortable expression.
There were many questions in his mind, but he had no choice but to return to his room.
“Lampi, Ballack. “I’d like to hear your thoughts on what happened a little while ago.”
Matteo Ricci asked the two knights with a stern expression.
Lampy quietly gathered his weapons and answered him.
“I guess I should check that room. “Aren’t the bishop’s actions too suspicious?”
But Ballack had a different idea.
“But the opponent is the bishop. “If you touch it carelessly, it will be dangerous for us.”
After hearing their answer, Matteo Ricci thought about it for a while.
He stood up and ordered the two.
“Lampy has me check out that room a little while ago. “Balak is to remain armed and wait here in preparation for any unexpected situation.”
His instructions were precise and concise.
Although opinions differed, there were no complaints.
After delivering the operation plan, Matteo Ricci went straight to the basement of the church, and when he arrived in front of the ominous room, he kicked in the door without delay.
thud!
“… … ?!”
And Matteo Ricci witnesses a very shocking scene there.
The white-haired girl who had been attending to him a little while ago was being whipped naked by the old bishop.
They also put a gag in their mouths to prevent them from screaming. Their hands and feet were shackled so that they could not move.
‘Oh, how could you do something like that to such a young and vulnerable girl?’
The tears flowing down Joanna Arc’s cheeks and the faint moans coming out of the gag made Matteo Ricci explode with anger.
“Bishop, what on earth are you doing!”
The old bishop who was whipping him looked at him with an evil smile.
“ha? Sir, why did you come here? “I told you to go back to your room.”
Matteo Ricci looked around.
Looking into the corner of the room, the bodies of dead people were already piled up, giving off a rotten smell.
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This wasn’t just one or two, it seemed like it was at least dozens of years old, so the story Joanna Arc told must have been all true.
‘The devil is that guy.’
“Knight, since I am repenting, shall we talk later?”
“… … penitence?”
“Yes, for things as low as these livestock. “I am personally informing you of the will of the High One.”
“Are you really saying that reasonless torture and murder is His will?”
“no. This is a lie. being punished for his crimes. The process of enduring that pain is repentance!”
“… … .”
“Even if you die, you will go to see him, so shouldn’t you be happy to receive my teachings?”
Matteo Ricci’s reason was lost.
When he came to his senses again, the bishop’s head had already fallen to the ground.
“All right, leader. This person is a bishop belonging to the Papal See. “No matter how serious a crime he has committed, if we punish him, there will be problems.”
“so?”
“Well, that’s why.”
“It doesn’t matter what they say.”
“… … .”
“I will personally go back to the Pope’s Office and report what happened here.”
After Matteo Ricci removed the gag from the white-haired girl’s mouth and removed the shackles that oppressed her hands and feet.
I hugged her and whispered softly.
“I’m sorry.”
Joanna Arc answered him with unfocused eyes.
“I am… Because I did it wrong… .”
“No, no. “It is we who are at fault, not you.”
“I need to ask God for forgiveness… .”
“What are you asking for forgiveness for doing wrong?”
“I must receive forgiveness from God… . Her mother can come back.”
Don’t pray.
Those who need to ask for forgiveness are those who created this world that cannot embrace people like you.
Matteo Ricci immediately returned to the Papal Palace and reported what had happened there.
And the result, as Lampi expected, was dismissed as a ‘bishop murder case’, and Matteo Ricci was punished for his crime.
“I saw it clearly with my own two eyes. Not only did he torture an innocent child, but he also killed countless villagers in the name of making them repent!”
“It doesn’t matter what you saw, what matters is that more people are now dead because of it.”
“yes? “What do you mean by that?”
“I told you not to cause trouble in Strange’s territory, so how could you offend them?”
“… What is it that makes Strange so scared? “Aren’t we who follow God’s will the same as justice?”
His argument didn’t work.
“Right now, Strange is Justice. “Without them now, there will be no peace on the continent.”
Rather, the number of years he had to spend in prison increased due to his objections.
‘Oh God.’
Why do you subject an innocent person you call your child to an unbearable ordeal?
If this is truly your will that I believe in and follow, I will go to hell rather than heaven.
There, I will meet and pray for those who were not embraced by you.
‘I want to be born in a world without you in my next life.’
Matteo Ricci stroked the head of Joanna Arc, a white-haired girl.
“Wait here, I’ll come back someday.”
“Do not go. “If you leave like my parents, you won’t come back, right?”
“No, please come back. So you have to stay here no matter what. You must never return to that village again. “I have entrusted your residence to knights named Lampi and Balak, so don’t worry.”
“Are you really going to come back?”
“then! I promise. “I don’t know how long it will take, but I’m sure it will come back.”
Joanna Arc held out her little finger.
Matteo Ricci held out his little finger and continued speaking.
“You must stay healthy until the day we meet again. “On my return, I will guide you to the land of the fairies.”
“Fairy land?”
“Yes, it is a peaceful place without war.”
Ten years have passed since then.
It was only after so long that the world changed, Matteo Ricci was released from the dreadful Papal Prison.
“It took longer than I thought.”
The day he came out of the monastery dungeon, in order to keep his promise to the girl, he went straight to his adjutants, Lampi and Balak, and asked them.
“Where is Joanna Arc?”
After hearing her news, Matteo Ricci could not help but be shocked.
Joanna Arc, who grew up in the Papal Palace, was chosen by God and received sacred powers, and was called a saint who spread miracles to all people. However, just before Matteo Ricci came out, she was falsely accused and imprisoned in a dungeon.
It’s also a 100-year sentence that you can’t get out of alive.
“I’m sorry, Captain. How did we try to stop it… .”
“Strange’s knights said they would attack the Pope’s office if the saint was not given away… .”
Matteo Ricci lowered his head.
“Strange.”
Is it you again?
‘God, why are you subjecting me to this ordeal?’
There was nothing he could do with his strength.
So Matteo Ricci left the Papacy and began making plans to recapture Joanna Arc.
And when he visited the tower, he met Baron Monestier by chance.
“Hey, you. “Are you sure you don’t want to join me?”
“what?”
“I am looking for a strong ally to kill the man called God. “I think that’s exactly you.”
* * *
Veratir’s hand blade penetrated Matteo Ricci’s abdomen.
Flutter!
Blood poured out of Matteo Ricci’s abdomen and dripped down Beratir’s elbow.
“I told you. “You can’t win against me with those useless abilities.”
I tried to somehow escape from Veratir’s hand, but every time I applied strength, my fingertips felt numb with extreme pain.
“Ugh… .”
Now that it’s like this, what should I do?
Let alone killing Lois, he couldn’t even defeat Verathir, who he was supposed to be fighting right now.
“Hey, Mateo. I heard that he led a legion of soldiers to catch Lois, who was dying? under! “You novel piece of trash.”
After Veratir removed the hand blade stuck in his abdomen.
puck.
I tapped his head with my blood-soaked palm.
“I don’t know why you’re trying to catch Lois. “If the rumor that you captured him with such skills spreads across the continent, even me, who was once your colleague, will be looked down upon.”
“… Veratir, do you know my past?”
“How would you know? “It’s just a hunting dog.”
“Then you are destined to be defeated by me today.”
“what?”
Matteo Ricci took a deep breath, then ran towards the wall of the gym with all his remaining strength and grabbed a sword.
Sigh.
“Joanna, I’m sorry. “I don’t think I can go back this time.”
* * *
I watched the fight between the two with interest.
What is truly surprising is that Matteo Ricci, who had been outclassed by an overwhelming skill margin, turned the situation around from the moment he picked up his sword.
‘Could it be that that technology… is Berserka?’
The ultimate technique used by a swordsman on the verge of death to strike the final blow by shedding his own life to gain proportional strength.
I heard that that skill is a berserk ability used only by northern barbarians called barbarians.
Doo doo doo doo-
Veratir runs forward with all his might and swings his fist.
Boom-
Matteo Ricci swung his sword without dodging his blow.
Shock!
Of course, the one that touches the fist or the sword first is the one holding the weapon.
Flutter.
The sharp blade of the sword dug into Veratir’s trapezius muscle.
Paang!
The aura that exploded from the fist hit Matteo Ricci’s abdomen and sent him flying to the opposite wall.
Coo!
Both were conversion blows.
Now it has become difficult to predict who will win.
I sensed that the time had come and slowly pulled Mystiltein from my back and spoke to them.
Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss-
“Veratis, Matteo Ricci.”
All their eyes were on me.
“The reason you two came here is for my father’s head, right?”
Neither of them denied what I said.
“So what happens if you do this?”
I slowly approached my father.
Turf, plod, trudge.
The current matriarch of Strange.
The strongest prosecutor on the continent.
And my father.
Lois de Strange.
‘The time has finally come to carry on your will.’
Flutter!
I stabbed my father in the heart.
fantasy,
