Regressor of the Fallen Family - Chapter 424

Episode 424

“How did your sister, a saintly woman, come to be? Rumors say she looks like a real goddess.”

Upon hearing the words of Evelyn, a girl with a round and cute appearance, Cassandra sighed and pulled her cheek.

“Ouch! Sister!”

“Oh, how come your attitude doesn’t change even after you become a knight? Don’t worry about unnecessary things. We just have to follow Sir Victor’s orders.”

“No, but I’m still curious… Seeing.”

At Cassandra’s scolding, Evelyn pouted and slumped down in her seat.

In his attitude, there was no sign of any tension about being in the middle of a country that had been in a bloody fight not long ago.

“My sister is always alone with me…”

Looking at that, Cassandra shook her head.

There must have been dozens of imperial knights killed by your hands in the southern fortress.

“Please relax, Evelyn.”

“Chii… But I heard that this is why I’m the best suited for this operation!”

“Ha…”

That wasn’t wrong either. Cassandra just continued to sigh.

Who would believe that this tomboy-like child is a genius who awakened the Force in just three years and surprised everyone involved?

On the outside, she was just a cute little girl. And because of that, she, who was tall for a woman and clearly looked well-trained, was selected for this operation. Because he was the senior that the girl followed the most and the only person who could control her.

Of course, the fact that they were both in their late teens and mid-20s, making them of appropriate age, also helped.

“But you know the context, but would it be that easy to become the Pope’s maid?”

“I guess that’s what he said. The important thing is what comes next. Are you prepared?”

“…yes.”

Evelin didn’t even show any signs of playfulness when she said this.

On the very day that she becomes a saint and the Pope’s personal maid, all maids and servants must be removed from the saint’s residence.

If words don’t work, use force.

Even without the saint’s knowledge.

The paladins had decided to work somewhere else that day under his orders, but it was something that made one’s body shiver.

“Sister, aren’t we going to be punished for doing this?”

“What are you talking about? The gods care for our Majesty. They say it’s your Majesty’s order.”

“The rumor is that His Majesty….”

“You’re going to be in big trouble! Don’t say nonsense. He’s a hero given by God.”

When Evelyn tried to mention a rumor that had recently spread throughout the empire, Cassandra cut her off with a scary expression.

“I guess so?”

“Of course. You and I both changed our lives thanks to him. Don’t forget. This is also something we have to do for him.”

“yes!”

When Evelyn looked determined again, Cassandra patted her on the shoulder and turned around.

“Let’s sleep now. Starting tomorrow, we’ll be forced to march again.”

“…Sleep well too, your sister.”

Cassandra also lay down while listening to the answer, but she was so anxious that she couldn’t fall asleep easily.

‘I guess it’s really just a rumor.’

When I close my eyes, I still remember that time.

Not long after becoming a female soldier at McLane, there was a moment when I met Eileen, the commander of the female army and the current queen.

And the words that came out at that time.

– Did you know Prince Logan before?

– yes? Oh no. Is that possible? How could I meet a noble person….

The answer was definitely true, but it was also surprising at the same time. In fact, I felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu when I saw Confucius Logan McLane in passing.

For some reason, it feels familiar and friendly.

At the time, she thought she fell in love with the noble Confucius when she saw him for the first time. Until she met her current lover, Lord deGrom, and found true love.

But even after I found out it wasn’t love, I still felt that sense of déjà vu. For some reason, whenever I saw him, now the king, from afar, I felt familiar.

I once had a strange dream.

In the dream, he and His Majesty the King, who were much older than they are now, exchanged stories and bumped fists as if they were friends.

– Cathy Don’t die.

– you also.

The days when we comforted each other with crude words while holding bodies full of scars and even bigger wounds in our hearts. Those days of struggle….

‘Hmm? pain in the heart? Struggle? what?’

Cassandra, who was tilting her head at the strange word that suddenly came to mind, quickly smiled and forced her eyes to close.

It may be because of an anxious mind.

Still, I had to do it.

He will fulfill the orders of his benefactor who changed his life.

certainly.

* * * Doo doo doo doo.

Behind the horses galloping across the field, the carriage was vibrating like crazy.

If the women and girls on board weren’t knights, it wouldn’t have ended up at the level of simple seasickness. It’s already been 3 days since I’ve been running like this.

And even in the midst of such a violent race, a young man was sitting in the coach seat with his eyes closed and a peaceful face.

Then the young man suddenly opened his eyes and spoke in a calm tone.

“Is everything going as planned?”

The voice was clearly transmitted to the middle-aged man sitting next to him through the noise of the horses’ hooves and carriages vibrating in the field.

It was a skill that only someone who could use detailed force management as a habit could perform, but the person who heard the voice was not surprised at all.

“of course.”

Because it was literally a natural thing for superhumans like them.

“I understand that the leader of the Knights Templar cannot be involved in the church’s politics at all. Of course, even in internal personnel matters.”

“Are you asking that now?”

“It’s time to arrive, so let’s check.”

“…I can’t get involved, but I can ask for favors. And it’s safe to say that there’s no one in Noviens right now who would refuse my request.”

“What if they knew you weren’t eaten?”

“That can’t be possible.”

“It seems like you view the gods as too incompetent.”

“No. I believe in their lofty pride. They ‘never’ tell others about their failures.”

“What if the saint or the apostle senses those two? You know this, but they come from a background where you can’t expect acting.”

“That can’t be possible. They don’t really care about individual humans. Maybe it’s your master.”

These are the words of someone who has half accepted the soul of ‘God’.

Only then did the young man nod his head and lay his head back against the coach seat and closed his eyes again.

An appearance that does not suit a runaway carriage at all.

There’s no way I can sleep, so I’m just pretending to sleep.

What’s the point of going to the trouble of changing your hair color and eye color with magic?

While calmly doing things that a normal person would never do.

Right now, the other person just looked like they didn’t want to talk anymore. And that was quite difficult at this point, when something important was about to happen.

So the middle-aged man, Harmon, spoke again.

“Are you sure you can cut it?”

“…I have to do it.”

“Keep in mind. She, no, ‘it’ is no longer a saint.”

“…I know.”

The voice that came out after a moment of silence was trembling slightly.

Do you really know?

But what I regret is myself. Because now was the time when we needed at least one more human hand, not a cat hand.

“If you don’t deal with it carefully, at least hundreds of thousands of blood will be shed on this land. And the majority of that will be people from your kingdom.”

“…Enough of the nagging and just talk about it.”

“Tsk!”

Heeeeeee!

While I was focusing my attention on something else for a moment, the words running wild almost got tangled up.

With a hastily drawn whip, the young silver auror changed the course of the horses and revitalized them.

Then the speed of the horses, which seemed like they would collide and fall down at any moment, increased even more.

‘The person who told me not to stand out…’

Viktor sighed softly as he looked at Harman leading the horses with his Auror and closed his eyes again.

When I close my eyes, the only thing that comes to mind is the silver-haired woman and the only words I hear are the words she said with a pale complexion.

– If that really happens… Kyung, please kill me.

The hands with my arms trembled.

Blood seemed to be flowing again from my swollen, bitten lip.

Can you bell?

‘It’s something I have to do anyway.’

Victor closed his eyes tighter. If I didn’t do that, I felt like tears would flow at any moment.

* * * Tap, tap, tap.

“Are you back, Captain?”

“I heard you went on a trip. How was your job?”

“Long time no see, Your Excellency!”

While walking through the temple, Harman constantly received greetings from his subordinates and servants.

It was a moment when I was reminded that the security at the central temple was truly tight. It was also the first time I realized how much my way of looking at my surroundings changed as I went from being a protector to being an intruder.

‘Eventually, we have to get rid of them all.’

Paladins can follow their own orders. The servants and maids will be organized by the female knights of McLane, who were planted at the request of the head of the Civil War Department.

And the apostle is dealt with in the empty Pope’s residence.

If that happens, he will not be able to avoid the stigma of being the leader of the Knights Templar who assassinated the Pope… but

‘it is more important to prevent the meaningless sacrifice of tens of millions of people.’

And in fact, personal greed could not be ignored.

Things that deceive the world with lies. I thought that if I could strike a blow to the god who tried to encroach on my soul, that would be worth it.

Even the gods wouldn’t say it’s unfair because they’re just giving them taffy in return for being deceived for decades.

‘No, honestly, I wish I felt that much injustice and resentment.’

Ugh.

Richentia, the monster still attached to the neck and not coming off, let out a disgusting sound again.

However, no matter how godly he is, he will not be able to encroach further since the person involved has already blocked it with the power of his soul.

Of course, because of that, he was unable to overcome the final wall even though he was on the verge of reaching great heights. Even though I was fully prepared to overcome the wall due to the brilliant appearance that King Logan showed.

‘In return, I will have to ruin your work, Arya.’

Harman smiled cruelly as he recalled the god he had served his entire life.

He confirmed that the act he was about to commit was largely reflected in his desire for personal revenge.

Integrity, innocence, justice, mercy and ‘forgiveness’.

Since much of the view on life he had pursued came from the Aryan scriptures, he did not want to follow those teachings now. I also thought that perhaps the reason he insisted so strongly to King Logan was not to prevent innocent sacrifices, but simply because of his own desire for revenge.

‘Well, I guess it’s good. ‘Now that we’ve come this far.’

After dealing with the apostle, I am willing to become a heretic.

So this audience was very important.

Until now, I didn’t even think about measuring it because I thought ‘I dared’, but if I had to judge the combat power of the saint or the apostle to some extent, the chances of completing the mission safely would increase.

‘If you feel unfair, Arya, let Amunda know about your failure.’

Of course, that’s unlikely.

In return for having nearly half of her soul consumed, we were able to guess Aria’s personality to some extent. Arya, the god of heaven and freedom, would never tell her companion of her failure.

And thanks to that, Amunda, the god of the sea and change, will lose an apostle and suffer a severe blow to his divinity.

It’s a pity that it’s not Arya, but Amunda is also responsible for having the apostle give Richentia to her.

‘It’s all a lie.’

Harmon smiled on the outside, hiding his burning revenge.

Not long after that.

“His Holiness has granted permission for an audience.”

For the first time in a long time, Harman faced the incarnation of Amunda with a completely different mindset than before.