The Priest of Corruption - Chapter 129

transaction.

transaction.

Squeeze.

After tying up the man she had been pursuing and shutting her mouth, my mother followed me around and constantly tugged at my collar.

‘Kill!!!’

I don’t know about that woman, but that man must be killed unconditionally. To be honest, I also agreed with what my mother said. It would be extremely foolish to let that man live, since my true identity was revealed.

The problem was my standards. your own standards. I have yet to kill anyone simply for coming at me. After thinking and judging based on my own standards, I took that life.

If someone hears it, they might laugh at it, but in that respect, that guy still hasn’t met the standard for me to kill him. Although he attacked me, it was because I was a worshiper of an evil god, and even if I were a worshiper of an evil god, I wouldn’t have reacted much differently to him if the worshiper appeared in front of me.

really what to do

If I killed people by changing the criteria I set once to suit my taste as needed, that would mean that I would be no different from the worshipers of the evil gods I hated.

“ha.”

My head was pounding. After all, nothing was easy. What should I really do?

‘killing!!!’

When I didn’t have an answer, my mother rolled up her arms and shouted that if you don’t think you can do it, you’ll do it yourself.

“mother. Just give me a little bit more time. It won’t take very long.”

My mother glared at me with pouty eyes, puffing out her cheeks.

‘Murder and kill…’

‘I’m just looking for an excuse to save him somehow…’ the mother muttered, then pointed at the man who was struggling while tied up with her eyes closed. Even without saying it, I could easily guess what it meant.

It means that I have no intention of letting that man live until I get dirt in my eyes.

“Stop being angry and come here.”

When I opened my arms, my mother sighed once more and came into her arms. I patted my mother on the back and was deeply troubled.

really keep it alive

If you were Santos, you would have saved that man with a smile. Although he himself could not handle his own mercy and was torn to death by River Kell’s hands. He was a man who would do good again and again, even if he knew he was going to die.

On the other hand, if it was an Impetro, I would have hit my head and then crushed that man’s head right away.

“Priest Marnak…?”

If I had been stuck in a corner of the north with Master, I wouldn’t have had to worry about this. Killing people has always been stressful for me, even if it’s not that big. Like a worm that slowly eats away at me. It’s just that this body is blunt, so it’s holding up a little well. In my mind, I didn’t want to kill anyone.

“Priest Marnak!”

I don’t think I’ve ever worried about this before. I don’t know why, but lately it feels like something that’s been blocked is slowly breaking through. Specifically, after he died and met Impetro?

“Priest Marnak!!!”

Contrary to the loud voice, a very soft hand shook my shoulder. Glittering golden eyes. Dakia looked at my face with worry in her eyes.

“Aren’t you sick somewhere? Did your injury earlier shock you more than you thought?”

‘ㅅ…a…r…do…’

My mother, who was dozing in my arms, frowned at Dakia’s voice. I smiled bitterly when I saw my mother as always.

“If you feel sleepy, change into a hand for a while and rest in your arms.”

‘Murder…’

Mother turned into a hand with the light. I held my mother in my arms and looked up at Dacia.

“I am okay. After a moment of deep thought, I couldn’t hear Dakia’s voice. But why are you looking for me?”

At my question, a smile of relief rose over his expression, which had been full of worries until now.

“I’m glad if you’re okay. That’s right, and Giselle woke up! I summoned Priest Marnak to tell you this!”

That’s right, it won’t be too late to judge Giselle after hearing all she has to say. I glanced at the man wriggling on the floor.

The man had his arms and legs tied tightly and his face was covered with a mask. In addition, Tergio, who was more reliable than anyone else, was watching him with blue natural flowers blooming from his eyes.

“Let’s go see Giselle first. Was Giselle able to speak when she woke up?”

Dacia nodded vigorously.

“I don’t know if Terzio’s first aid was successful or if the shadow bee honey was effective, but I was alert enough to express my intentions properly at intervals.”

“That is very fortunate.”

It would be nice if Giselle would confess the immorality of the man tied up there. So that I could kill that man without any burden.

When I went to the place where Giselle was lying down, Jamel was pouring a little bit of warm soup from the bedside of the awakened Giselle and pouring it into her mouth.

“Do ‘A’. Better to eat!”

Without saying anything, Giselle took the soup and ate it without saying anything. I went to Giselle’s and sat down in an empty seat.

“Are you feeling better?”

white bandages. Giselle had wrapped most of her body and half of her face in bandages. She opened her mouth a few times, looked at me, and spoke slowly.

“…the pursuer might come after you.”

Jamel smiled broadly and patted his thigh.

“The pursuer is already here! And Priest Marnak subdued him in one blow!!! I tied it over there, so if you want to see it later, take a look!”

I knew what emotions were in Jamel’s twinkling eyes as she looked at me, without her having to tell me. It seemed that her evaluation of me had taken another step up in the vertical.

I patted Jamel on the shoulder and focused on Giselle.

“If the tracker you were worried about is a priest who serves a broken clock, then I subdued it for now, just like Jamel said.”

Giselle carefully observed my whole body and opened her mouth slowly.

“I’m sorry I didn’t inform you of the pursuer’s presence as soon as I woke up. But I thought that if at least half of what Jamel told me was true, one or two such pursuers would be no problem for you.”

How far did Jamel talk to this woman? As I looked at her, Jamel just smiled shyly and scratched the back of his head.

“Hehehe.”

First of all, I decided that it would be better to solve this question at the next opportunity. Now was the time to focus on Giselle.

“As far as I know, you are from the Liberatorio. Why did you come all the way here?”

Since half of her face was covered by bandages, Giselle moved her only black eye to look straight into mine.

“What is it? I thought it wouldn’t be much fun if I stayed over there, so I tried to change lines. I guess this kind of thing has to be changed while it’s still in its infancy, so when it gets bigger later, shouldn’t it? Although I was hurt a little… a lot because of something unexpected.”

So, to put it simply, he decided to join Jamel after seeing Jamel. I reached out and pointed behind me.

“Are all those wounds the work of that pursuer who followed you?”

aww

Giselle gnashed her teeth lightly and nodded.

“that’s right. The libertio side made an excuse and got out without any problems, but it ended up like this because they got caught by that madman who was roaming the border area. No, you stabbed me with a stick and tortured me for being a worshiper of evil spirits?”

Tears were welling up on the black eyes.

“I told you everything I knew like a really crazy baby, but I told you everything I knew. But they keep torturing me, saying that they must know more! A bastard to be fried in shit! Why do those self-proclaimed priests of good gods refuse to show even a handful of mercy when it comes to our god! We are people too! In the first place, they tried to exterminate us like rats, but even if they hadn’t, we wouldn’t end up like this!”

Jamel wiped the tears from Giselle’s eyes and whispered to me.

“This is fake crying! Pretending to cry is one of Giselle’s specialties! Not one or two people were fooled by those tears when they were young!”

“hey! you!!! are you my friend huh?”

“Giselle…”

Jamel uttered her name briefly, then closed his eyes and shook his head.

“I’m sorry, but before I’m your friend, I’m Priest Marnak’s henchman. I hope you understand my position as well.”

Giselle looked at me and Jamel with blank eyes, then came to her senses after a while. Lying down on her bed, she looked up at me and asked.

“What the hell did you do to my friend?”

“I just have to eat well, sleep well, and hang out together.”

“…”

An uncomfortable silence passed, and Giselle said in a light tone, as if all she had been passionately venting her anger on was acting.

“Then let me eat well, sleep well, and go out with you. If you get better, you can do more than just one person.”

“Wait.”

Dacia put her hand on my shoulder and asked me.

“Priest Marnak, would it be all right if I talk to you for a minute?”

“Of course it is fine.”

She smiled at me with both eyes, then erased her smile in an instant and looked down at Giselle with cold eyes.

“How can we believe you’re not the spy the Liberatio tried to plant on us? I honestly can’t believe you. And in the first place, you’re a member of the libertio who killed innocent people to your heart’s content.”

What Dakia said was extremely reasonable. Jamel was so docile that he didn’t bother to ask, but Jamel must have had the blood of innocent people on his hands as a member of the Liberatorio before he met us.

Giselle was not at all embarrassed. As if she had already expected that kind of question, she fluently brought out an answer.

“I won’t lie to you that I didn’t have any blood on my hands. It’s a lie that even passing dogs won’t believe. But that’s it. If you ask Jamel, you’ll know that Jamel and I didn’t kill people unless we really had to protect ourselves. As you all know, Jamel doesn’t really like killing people.”

I turned my head to look at Jamel, and she gave a small nod, as if Giselle was right. Dacia snapped her fingers and moved on to the next question.

“But that doesn’t rule out the possibility that you are a spy.”

“I fully understand your position. Even if you were like me, it would have been difficult for you to believe me who came to me so recklessly.”

Giselle paused for a moment and looked me straight in the eyes. She drew a small smile by moving the muscles of her face, which were not very mobile due to the injury.

“That’s why I didn’t come empty-handed. If you listen to the information I brought, you will surely be amazed. Are you guys looking for a ‘Holy Relic’? It’s not just an ordinary holy object, but a holy one with the sealed power that the six prophets searched for.”

“What does that mean?”

Giselle pursed her lips and continued speaking slowly.

“Did you know that the Liberatorio has a map pointing to the location of the ‘holy relic’ you are looking for?”

“I have never heard of it.”

I remember hearing that the map was out of order due to a dispute between the two factions, and randomly marked the right and wrong locations.

“Ugh.”

Giselle groaned as she tried to move her bandaged arm, bit her lip, and once again moved her motionless hand with firm will and tapped her on the head. The pain from the wounds brought real tears to her eyes this time. She looked up at me with wide eyes and spoke in a confident voice.

“Probable coordinates of the sacred object in the Northern Empire. I memorized it all. I won’t ask you to just trust me. You just have to keep suspecting and monitoring me until you feel like it. Instead, if I put a holy relic in your hands, trust me from then on.”