My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness - Chapter 86
#86
Great Temple of Picaol (1)
A training ground at the Great Temple of Roselia.
“Ha!”
visor-!
Former Paladin Luthus, now retired, was inwardly impressed as he blocked the attack of the young man swinging his sword in front of him.
‘The growth rate has become faster.’
The church was already paying attention to him as a talented person with enough potential to give him preferential treatment, but his growth has accelerated recently.
So much so that its limits are impossible to predict.
‘Heinrich Landgard…’
Even though he didn’t show it because the higher-ups of the church and even the saint directly came forward to support him, Luthers was secretly displeased with the situation where he was being pushed.
I acknowledge its potential and possibility, but I think it is too heavy a burden to place on a young chick who has not long been ordained as a Holy Knight.
‘For a Paladin, divine power is not everything.’
Of course, it is natural to fully respect the proof of faith and the more the better, but…
Apart from that, for a Paladin who had to stand at the forefront rather than a priest who was protected in the back, Ilshin’s power was bound to be more important.
‘I thought so…’
In fact, Heinrich’s power was not lacking from the beginning.
Although he wasn’t at the leader level, he was at the level of a high-level paladin.
“Sigh—!”
In an instant, his sword bent in an unreasonable direction and pierced Lutus’ solar plexus.
It was a method that put an enormous amount of strain on his wrists, but Heinrich didn’t care.
Cheaeng—!
The sword, which bounced off the defense without any incident, used the recoil to make a semicircle and cut straight into the leg.
Luthus blocked that attack without difficulty, but…
‘Light?’
There was no feeling of weight in the attack.
As soon as he felt that, he took a step back from his seat.
Huh!
A chunk of metal passes by like a mace where his ankle was.
It was Heinrich’s leg, his entire body covered in armor.
Luther’s eyes lit up at the attack, but Heinrich only clicked his tongue and expressed regret.
‘I tried using it the way it did, but it didn’t work. ‘Is the opponent not good?’
This may also be due to the weight of him being wrapped in armor.
Brokoslak’s Jinhyeol Freesia, who was the first to use this technique, made every movement fast and light, so it was natural that there would be a difference in their fighting style.
However, Luthus, who served as Heinrich’s swordsmanship instructor, was nodding his head to his better sense than expected.
‘It’s definitely not unusual. Right now, I’m no better than a veteran paladin. At this level, I might be able to reach Paladin level within a few years.’
Although he acknowledged Heinrich deep down, he did not show it on the outside and maintained a stern expression.
This was so as not to waste attention on talented people who were doing well.
“Today’s training ends here.”
“thank you! “Instructor!”
After several hours of training, Luthus left the training ground first with a happy expression.
‘After all, physical strength is the source of all strength. Indeed, it is unique from the very beginning.’
Because Heinrich’s physical strength was overwhelming at all times, he was able to fill the training time and spend a very intensive time, so he, who made it his pleasure to raise his juniors, could not help but be satisfied.
Heinrich, left alone where Luthus left, slowly warmed up and cleaned up the training ground.
It’s been a few days since he heard about the holy sword from the saint, but all he’s done so far has been training.
All kinds of combat techniques, sacred law training, and even personal training.
‘It’s nice to be able to just focus on becoming stronger.’
Perhaps thanks to the accelerated growth rate added by strengthening unique skills, the growth was now visible every day, and the results came immediately, so training was bound to be fun.
One day, about fifteen days had passed since he devoted himself to training in a satisfactory environment.
Saint Riesta called Heinrich.
Knock—
“This is Saint Heinrich. “I came because you called me.”
“yes! Come on in!”
There was nothing special about the saint’s office other than the books on the shelves and the decorations carved with the church’s symbols.
The moment I took a quick look around the simple office….
〈Adventure of a Hero and a Saint: Demon Dragon Hunting〉
〈Adventure of a Hero and a Saint: Fairy Kingdom〉
〈The Foolish Prince and the Cursed Princess〉
〈……〉
‘hmm.’
The books in the corner of the bookshelf caught his eye, but he naturally looked away and pretended not to see them.
Because the girl’s privacy had to be respected.
The saintess, who did not notice Heinrich’s consideration, jumped up from the office desk she was sitting at and greeted him.
The documents I had been looking at with a sigh before he came in had already been thrown away on the desk without even a second thought.
Most of the work was handled by practitioners as decided by the cardinals, but there were tasks that were handed over to the saint like homework to help her gain experience.
The document she had been looking at up to a moment ago contained such a troubling issue, but she took advantage of Heinrich’s entrance and threw it away.
Of course, leaving it alone now wouldn’t solve the problem, so she was simply putting it off… but
the saintess was satisfied that she could get away from a painful problem for now.
You can leave the rest to yourself later!
“Hello, saint.”
“Hello, Sir Heinrich! “We have a lot to talk about, so please sit down.”
Heinrich sat on the sofa across the reception table and faced the saint.
“I heard the story. “There are many difficult instructors, but they all have high praise for Sir Heinrich.”
“you’re welcome. “It’s all thanks to the great teachers.”
After a while of words of praise and humility being exchanged, the real conversation began.
“After listening to other people’s evaluations, I think I can now take on the challenge of the Holy Sword.”
“You mean the Holy Sword? It’s faster than I thought.”
It had been less than a month since Heinrich heard her about the Holy Sword and began intensive training.
Even though his level has grown rapidly, I still thought he needed to practice a little more…
“Actually, I wish I had taken more time to prepare calmly, but something doesn’t feel right.”
“How do you feel?”
“Is this a premonition that something big will happen soon? “I’m not sure, but I think the Immortal King is planning something soon.”
“Ah… Is that so?”
They say that the saint’s premonitions are close to precognition, but it seemed like they were mistaken this time.
Hans was still focusing on volunteer work on Earth.
“So now, at the church level, we are raising the alert level and preparing for all situations. A warning will soon arrive to other forces as well. “It looks like something is going to happen, so be fully prepared.”
However, looking at the saintly woman’s confident appearance, it seemed like she felt something.
It may not be because of Hans, but she must have sensed something and that’s why she did it.
“Then shall we go back to the story about the Holy Sword? “I received a call from the Great Temple of Pikaol in the western part of the continent saying that the ordeal can begin at any time.”
About 300 years ago, the second Immortal King, who came from the western part of the continent, destroyed the Sarv Empire, which was powerful there.
And after the death squad defeated the Immortal King, what took its place was a kingdom union made up of four countries claiming to be descendants of the Sarv Empire.
After a long period of effort, the Kingdom of Talia Sharoti Tulk Lesk finally succeeded in erasing the scars of the Immortal King War.
Of course, in the aftermath, each country’s national power was not strong, but they pursued their own development by uniting and exchanging help.
‘Among those kingdoms, the Great Temple built in the southern Kingdom of Lesk is…’
The Great Temple of Picaol.
It was the most recently built Great Temple, built 300 years ago during the post-war restoration process, and was the place where the Holy Sword was sealed…
It was the place where a deadly force, including the previous warriors, defeated the second Immortal King.
“However, although we succeeded in subduing the Immortal King, we were unable to properly seal his heart.”
And perhaps because of the aftermath or simply because he had done something before his death, the place where the Immortal King fell began to become stained with an abyss.
“In order to purify it, the warriors of the previous generation and the main cult sealed it by inserting a holy sword into the spot and then built a great temple right above it.”
That was the Great Temple of Picaol, which oversaw the west.
It was also a time when the need arose as the existing great temples in the west fell along with the Sarv Empire.
“Then if you pull out that holy sword, won’t the seal be broken? “Can I pick it up?”
“It’s already been 300 years. “At the time, there was no choice but to do so, but now that it has been sufficiently purified, there is no problem even if you do not have the holy sword.”
Therefore, it is said that attempts to retrieve the holy sword have been made periodically since previous generations.
Isn’t the Holy Sword too precious a weapon to be left unattended in one place?
Of course, the result was obvious.
“Everything failed. “I guess it’s a bit tricky.”
The saintess sighed and shrugged her shoulders.
In order to become the master of the Holy Sword, one must pass various difficult trials. If the same person tries multiple times, it is said that higher standards are required each time.
So the best way was to get the Holy Sword’s recognition on the first try.
“But how can you be sure I will succeed right away?”
“Lord Heinrich is the opponent who will defeat the Immortal King!”
There was not a single doubt in the words of the saintess as she answered with sparkling eyes.
Heinrich, who felt remorse for his upright beliefs, slowly looked away.
“All right. “Then when can we move on to that?”
“Right now!”
“yes?”
“I told you at the gate in advance! “If you go right now, you will be able to go straight to Pikaol Grand Shrine.”
The saintess answered immediately without a moment’s hesitation and shrugged her shoulders with a proud expression.
It was a gesture that seemed quite satisfied with the speedy work he had done.
When he looked at her as if she was dumbfounded, she just tilted her head and blinked with an innocent expression.
‘Well, there’s nothing to prepare, so it’s okay to go right away.’
Heinrich chuckled and stood up.
Of course, he did not forget to leave a message to the saint.
“Then I will go right away. “I hope you finish your remaining work well.”
“oh! Ah…”
The saintess’s once bright expression suddenly withered as she remembered a task she had forgotten.
It must have been quite a troubling problem to even get such a reaction.
Heinrich left the saint’s office and headed straight to the gate room.
Go to the Great Temple of Pikaol in the western part of the continent.
To obtain the holy sword that will defeat the Immortal King!
***
Hwiiing—
[Hmm… I think it’s all sorted out now.]
The rooftop of a high-rise building in the middle of the night.
There was a being looking down on the city center, surrounded by black darkness.
Korea’s unofficial dark hero criminal hunter.
And the disaster of the other world, Outerica, and the death that came from the abyss.
It was Hans, the immortal king.
‘The strength of the organization has definitely increased, so work is easier. ‘Because Hans’s strength alone has its limits.’
There are times when it is more helpful to have a few people who can be of some use than one absolutely strong person.
With clans including Heterosis working together, work efficiency greatly increased.
‘First of all, there is a difference in the ability to collect information.’
Hans had a limitation in that he had no choice but to target only red-handed criminals caught in the detection net.
A heinous criminal may be lucky enough to escape his grasp.
But things were different now.
Heterosis, who has become much stronger than before by collecting information through the clan that is expanding across the country and thanks to the “Refined Blood Seal,” hunts them down.
And for the ones they can’t do anything about, all they have to do is sort it out through Hans.
It was a perfect division of work.
[It seems there are no big names to worry about now.]
Hans operated Heinz II’s business cannon phone and checked to see if any other information had come in.
However, after being busy for the past few days, I couldn’t see anything for him to step forward on his own anymore.
[Hmm… Is it really not there? …Then shall we go back now? Hehehehe.]
I wasn’t talking about the house.
If I had to say it, I would have to say it’s close to my hometown.
‘I was already concerned about the saint’s words. Let’s find out more about that.’
Just like that, the fearsome Immortal King of the continent headed to Outerica again.