The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 77

My Villains Episode 077

20. City of Confusion (6) Around the

time Ellen, who started dozing off, fell asleep leaning on my arm. Jewel appraisal is over.

“All genuine.”

“Umm…”

Yes!

I clenched my fists and cheered inwardly. The middle-aged priest swallowed a gulp and asked the appraiser.

“So how much will it cost?”

“All together… that’s about three hundred gold coins.”

what? barely? Are you not enough?

“Three hundred gold coins? All of them are precious jewels, and they are relics that are well over 7,800 years old…” When

I raised my voice slightly, the appraiser frowned and replied.

“Looking at the decorations and ornaments engraved on the treasure chest, it is certain that it is from an ancient empire.”

“But are you saying that the price is only worth that?”

“Not even so, but that’s why the price is low.”

…what?

At the appraiser’s words, the priest shook his head and said.

“It’s not ‘Nobilis’, it’s ‘Magium’ style, right?”

“That’s right, Father.”

Nobilis? Magium? What is it?

The middle-aged priest leaned against the backrest and clicked his tongue.

“You look like you don’t know anything. Nobilis is the food of the nobles who led the golden age of the ancient empire, and Magium is the food of the evil mages who brought about the ‘light of the end’. This must be a trace of the cursed mage, so the price must be cheap.”

Seeing me frozen with my mouth open, the appraiser added a comment.

“It is as the priest said. If it was a nobilis-style relic, the price would have gone up ten or twenty times.”

Come to think of it, I got this treasure chest in the room of the wizard who became a stone statue. Are the treasures of the ancient mages going down in price?

The appraiser even filled out an appraisal in the name of the church and left. It doesn’t seem like they’re cheating, seeing as

they even leave documents.

“Poi, let’s just go.”

“…what?”

“Let’s go. I don’t have enough money, so what do I do? I can’t use a group…” Since

the existence of a wizard is not familiar with the church, Ellen seemed particularly calm. He wasn’t angry as usual, and he didn’t show signs of sadness or disappointment.

It was just… the attitude as if he had expected this to happen.

“What are you doing? Shall we go?”

” …okay.”

Ugh… this helplessness is painful. I nodded heavily and took care of the jewelry scattered on the table. The priest watched the scene, sighed, and opened his mouth.

“for a moment. Please pause.”

“yes?”

“The longer the action is taken, the more difficult it is to recover from a disability caused by an injury. Do you know?”

It’s something plausible, but… Is it my imagination when I think of Yong-pal, who dissuades customers from turning around?

“… what about it?”

“It may not be as good as the bishop’s prayers for recovery, but there are things that the sister might need.”

“what is that?”

“Wait here for a moment.”

The priest took a quick step and disappeared beyond the synagogue, then reappeared with a wooden box the size of a shoe box.

“It is a covenant that the priests here, including me, consecrated every day for six months. It has divine power comparable to the miracles that the bishop causes.”

Wow, how can each word be like a drug dealer scammer. If this is also a skill, it is a skill-.

“Take a look.”

The box was opened along with the priest’s words, but

Huung.

“Huh?”

…There were six bottles of potion that were really magical to anyone’s eyes and were lined up in two rows. The potion was dark red like wine, and the rim of the vial had a soft, godly glow.

No, it was clearly a con man’s attitude, but the thing was so plausible? How should I do this?

“I won’t be able to reconnect the broken veins at once, but the condition will improve once I get dressed. I guarantee it with my priesthood.”

Ellen made eye contact with me and shrugged. The guy was also a bit confused.

Seeing us like that, the priest drove in a wedge.

“If you doubt the effectiveness of the True Covenant, do this. Once you try a bottle and it doesn’t work, just pay fifty gold coins and end the deal. If it works, take all of these covenants in exchange for the treasure chest. How is it?”

…is it a sample arm? No matter how you look at it, this man is not a priest?

By the way, it’s fifty gold coins per bottle. It’s 250 coins in silver.

I’m not used to the economy of this world yet, so I can’t accurately estimate it, but I’m sure it’s a huge amount.

Of course, since it is said to be a treasure that can cure disabilities, it must be worth calling it.

…Well, did I mention that Grania’s weekly wage is 5 silver coins? If you include the cost of lodging and meals, it’s about twice that amount.

For the money I paid for that bottle of Covenant, I could employ Grania for twenty-five weeks.

If this was the case, wouldn’t it be cheaper to just hire a mercenary to help and escort Ellen?

no what am i thinking Now is not the time to discuss the sex ratio…

After a short thought, I decided to get a sample. Let’s see if it works.

After much thought, the covenant he drank showed immediate efficacy.

wriggling

“uh…?”

“Hey, did you just move? You moved, right?”

“O uh”

— O .

Ellen looked at her big toe and nodded with a puzzled face. He pinched his thigh and muttered in disbelief.

“Your senses have returned a bit…?”

“really?”

I think I know why Mr. Y’s Gwangmyeonggyo rules the world.

Greedy priests, pawnshop-like churches, beggar-like church laws… are wiped out of one’s head in a single miracle. Even I, who came from a different world, seems to have a sense of faith, but what about the locals of Middle World?

Yes, in this dead end world, you have to believe in the church. Who do you believe in? Could it be that the god here bestowed divine power on the impostor?

“I will buy it. Please give me the rest of the covenants too.”

Ellen, who had been fiddling with her thighs, looked up at me in surprise.

“Poi is expensive, but it’s too expensive…

” “Hey, that’s okay. I just need to earn money again.”

I responded cheerfully, handed over the treasure chest, and received the box containing the covenant.

The priest stroked the gold ornament of the treasure chest and smiled warmly.

“Excellent choice. Just don’t take more than one bottle a day.”

“yes yes. I understand, priest.”

As the deal was concluded, the prince’s chaplain appeared with a young man.

The young man was wearing a new black robe with a short cloak around it, and like the old nun I had just seen, he had white armbands on his arms.

He looked at me with glassy eyes and opened his mouth.

“Are you the Phoenix Brothers?”

“Oh right.”

“Nice to meet you. I am Luis de Goodman of the Norik Society.”

…’Good Man’. He doesn’t seem like a very nice person because of his cold impression.

A monk named Lewis started asking me about Luke.

The undead who used spells, his appearance, his accent, and the other facts I knew… He persistently inquired, as if interrogating, with a soft tone that was different from his impression.

“He’s a necromancer who can handle dozens of dead as well as headless knights… So you haven’t seen him since the earthquake?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Then there is a possibility that it was buried underground?”

I replied with a shrug of my shoulders.

“I hope so.”

“Hmm.”

Lewis was silent for a moment, then nodded.

“For now, I will report it to the church and church. If he’s still alive somewhere and he’s really a necromancer, you’ll get a reward too.”

With this, Luke, the son of a bitch, became a wanted criminal.

No, worse than a wanted criminal.

Because you will be chased by the fearsome knights of the cathedral, not by the money-seeking mobsters. I need to pray that I will be hit by a knife before I get old.

After we finished talking, Ellen and I left the church.

Now that we’ve roughly finished our work, let’s head to the Boat Horn Inn. I wanted to take a good rest after seeing Daria’s face and washing in cool water.

Thinking so, I moved my steps and bumped into a familiar face.

“Ponyx?”

“Oh Sister!”

A black tunic, leather pants, a cross, and a two-handed sword on the shoulder. A woman in her late twenties, with a rather unusual appearance, had clear eyes and a good impression.

This is Sister Olga, a priest of the Grania gang.

After a brief greeting and an explanation of the situation, I asked Olga.

“Where are you going, Sister?”

“I’m on my way to church to rest. I was in the salt castle from last night until now.”

“…the salt castle?”

“huh. There is someone in Seongju’s family who is sick…. I and another sister take turns helping the sick.”

The Seongju family is said to be imprisoned in the salt castle, so does anyone come and go? wait then?

“uh? Then, have you met Grania? Even Pharrell and Gilius?”

“of course. Is that why you volunteered for this job?”

“I heard from Arnal that the news has been cut off, but I guess that’s not the case.”

“what? Do you know where Arnal is?”

When she told the story of meeting Arnal near the gallows, the nun let out a sigh of relief.

“I’m glad I found out now. Because I don’t know the situation on the other side.”

“Don’t you know? The plaza isn’t close, but it’s not far either.”

“Here, the bishop doesn’t like Prince Ulkar… no, no. Pretend I didn’t hear it.”

…what? Are the bishop and the prince on bad terms? no more than that

“Then are you going into the salt castle tonight? to take care of?”

“Yeah, that’s right. why?”

“That’s… wait a minute”

I dragged the nun into the church, bought some paper and a pen, and wrote a letter.

“Please pass this to Grania.”

“…what is this?”

“This is a letter with many lives at stake. Never show it to anyone and be sure to tell it to Grania. You know?”

Sister Olga nodded her head with a puzzled face.

I paused while handing her the letter. It was because he remembered what happened when Ellen was entrusted to the nun.

2 weeks ago? This nun, I gave her money and asked her to take care of Ellen, but Gilius beat me.

Can I trust you this time?

“Please swear before the Lord.”

“what?”

“I said I would never show it to anyone else and deliver it directly to Grania. Please swear before the Lord.”

At my lecture, Sister Olga furrowed her brow.

“…What are you talking about? They didn’t tell me the circumstances before and after…”

“It’s because it’s that important. Countless lives are at stake, including the lives of Grania and Pharrell Gilius. So please swear.”

When I met her eyes, as if staring at her, Sister Olga nodded her head with a puzzled expression.

good. One less worry. Let’s go take a real rest.