The Priest of Corruption - Chapter 202

Tracking.

Tracking.

giant. imitation. treatment of the injured. Rise of Ulthor. payment of remuneration. knife. blue sword. Yes, that deep blue sword.

Fragmented thoughts whipped through the man’s head. Even if you try to pick up a handful of thoughts and put them in, they just flow incessantly. None of them were put together properly.

pop. pop. pop.

Red blood flowing down the blue blade. Drops of blood fall to the bottom of the drop, creating vivid red circles.

Suddenly, the man had the feeling that he had lost something. I don’t know what the heck I’m missing. No, did I lose it?

The sight in the man’s eyes was very red. Like drops of blood flowing down the blade.

“*****!!! ****…!”

As he lightly shook his hand and moved his sword, something round rolled on the floor and the screams that were disturbing his ears stopped.

Looking at the bloody cut, a memory clearly emerged from the other side of consciousness.

white droopy clothes. long blue hair. Eyes like glass beads, devoid of any emotion.

The sword that had been raised along the woman’s hand fell and her vision was overturned.

Only then did the man remember who he was.

The dead of the sword and the one who abandoned even the meaningless name and took only the title of sword demon.

The man’s knees bent slowly, his sword driven into the ground, and he prayed for the first time in a hundred years.

“’Twisted Shaft’… your servant has returned.”

The demon answered his call and he rose from his seat, feeling the old power seep into his body.

“After that…”

The awakened Sword Demon tried to remember what he was trying to do in the past. But his old memories were all hazy, as if only fragments of them had been preserved.

The only clear memory is the memory of the day he died.

“What you owe… you have to give back…”

After making up his mind, he finally found some time to spare and looked at his physical condition.

“What a mess. It’s messed up properly. The first thing to do is to leave this place and build your body first.”

There wasn’t even a single drop of blood on his white clothes as he walked down the hallway stained with blood. The Sword Demon muttered as he brushed off the blood on his sword.

“I wish there was at least one demon I could trade with…”

***

Returns despair.

Why do you bring despair back? It’s best not to be close to despair for the rest of your life. The naming sense was horrendous. How come the sword’s name is Despair.

I grumbled as I followed Master’s back.

“Could it be that the name of the sword was made by Master himself? What is the name of the sword called Despair? It’s a bit difficult to tell others, isn’t it?”

Just imagining it was embarrassing.

‘Do you have a name for that sword? What is it?’

‘Kukuk The name of this sword is Jeol. net. no see.’

The chicken meat has sprouted. It was self-evident that people who heard the name of the sword would look at me with strange eyes even if I did not bother to introduce it in plain words.

Who the hell calls his sword Despair? The only person who would like the name of a sword like that would be someone who still suffers from secondary illness even after becoming an adult.

Master carefully observed the corpses strewn on the floor before answering.

“It is not a name I gave myself. Yeoni As you know, I don’t bother giving names to things I use.”

“You certainly do. Then, who the hell gave that name to despair?”

“The artisan who made the artisan swords handed me the goods and told me the names he had given them. I just want you to call me that.”

“They say people can’t be good at everything. The artisan is excellent at making swords, but his naming skills seem to be far below that of sword making.”

Even if I got the sword back, I swore in my heart that I would never tell anyone its name.

“Um…”

Master, who was moving slowly at my words, suddenly stopped in his seat.

“Coming to think of it, when I received the two swords, it seems that the craftsman was talking nonsense as if possessed by something. At that time, I didn’t really mix words with him, but I assumed it was like that.”

“Then why did you only pack two bags first?”

“When I visited him, the last one was still being made. I had no reason to stay in this capital any longer, so I said I would come back and find it and left.”

“Is that because you had to leave the capital of the empire because the imperial palace was destroyed?”

Master nodded and her eyes widened gently.

“You know very well.”

“You managed to know that it would keep well for a hundred years. What would you do if your father-in-law had a bad heart and sold the sword?”

“I did it because I thought it wouldn’t matter if that happened. You already had two swords, didn’t you?”

Master went ahead again, and I ran after him. Between the strewn corpses, Master moved a step that was neither slow nor fast.

“I really didn’t care if he was greedy and filled my stomach with the last sack.”

The fact that he had no worldly desires was, of course, Master Master. Sometimes, when I look at it, I wonder if Master has ever really longed for something.

So, in fact, I thought that even if I disappeared, Master would not look for me, and would continue as usual. Like when other things break or break.

Of course, Master did not do that and came to visit me.

“Hmm. This is getting better and better.”

“Are your skills improving?”

“Look.”

Master stretched out her finger and pointed at the corpse on the other side of the hallway and then the corpse in front of her.

“The scars on the bodies of the dead are getting smaller. As he progressed, he took the enemy’s throat with fewer and fewer swings. But there is something a little strange about it.”

“What is it?”

“There are corpses that have been decapitated, but there are also those who have their throats cut after they die. Yes, this man is obsessively taking the enemy’s throat. I think I’ve seen someone with this kind of obsession before…”

Master tilted his head for a moment before shrugging his shoulders.

“It doesn’t come to mind. I guess he wasn’t very important.”

“Anyway, he has a bad taste.”

“yes. Yuna, call the police officer in the back and take a look. I have something I want to ask him.”

After encountering the first corpse, Marshal Braim was half-favored with the scene of the massacre he had seen. I think I was acquainted with most of the dead bodies here.

He sat down on the sticky, bloody floor, mechanically picking up the fallen head and placing it next to his owner.

“Hey… my master says he has something to ask.”

The hand that was arranging the corpse stopped, and somehow blank eyes looked up at me.

“…what?”

“What I want to ask is.”

Master, who had come to my side before I knew it, opened his mouth slowly.

“I wonder where the room of the man who managed this mansion is. Looking at the condition of the corpses here, it seems that the level of the rampage was enough to subdue each other at first.

As he listened to Master’s story, Braim’s eyes widened.

“Seriously, Lubor-sama…?!”

“I guess you can guess who it is.”

“Oh, no!!!”

He jumped up from his seat and started running somewhere. I made eye contact with Master for a moment and nodded slightly.

Because now I had no choice but to follow him.

Chasing after Braim, he traversed the convoluted corridors and escaped the bloody basement. Unfortunately, the mansion was already full of countless corpses.

However, as if no one had escaped alive, the huge mansion was terribly silent.

“I don’t think I could ask for help other than this.”

“Looks like it.”

Braim ran across the stairs without hesitation and broke the door into one of the rooms on this floor.

“Lubor-sama!!!”

But unfortunately, no one was in the room he found. He murmured with a puzzled expression.

“There were no corpses… If so, did Lubor-sama really kill all of them…? That can’t be…”

I sneaked up next to him and asked a question.

“You’ve been playing Lubor Luvor since before. Who is that?”

Breim looked at me and Master with blank eyes and muttered softly.

“Lubor-sama is the head of the capital’s branch of the anti-emperor faction ‘Honeycomb’…”

He kept his mouth shut. At a glance, his face clearly showed that he had made a mistake.

“Isn’t it true that we already know that you are plotting treason? Feel free to explain. I have no intention of rushing to the emperor and telling him.”

I was busy looking for holy relics, but I didn’t want to get involved in political issues. Well, I’ll use this information when the right situation comes.

After being silent for a moment, he unexpectedly opened his mouth as if he had completed some calculations.

“Luvor-sama is the only son of the Prime Minister of this country, Mr. Beer Werso.”

“Oh… does that mean that the chancellor of the empire is looking after the ‘honeycomb’ you belong to?”

“…Yes. The Chancellor does not want a war with the Southern Empire. No, the emperor went out of his mind in the first place. How could any sane man in his right mind raise up soldiers to unite the two empires in pursuit of former glory, given the state of the empire? Even if they win the war, even a passing dog knows that the northern empire is already incapable of handling a united empire!”

The situation in the empire is a complete mess. Going back and forth from the wharf, I often heard people say that they were going to die because they were not making enough money because the libertio was running amok.

“The old emperor is only pushing ahead with unreasonable things because he is afraid that he will not be able to achieve anything before he dies. He is truly the worst, insane emperor who turns his back on his people for his glory!”

The emperor I saw didn’t seem to be so out of his mind.

“Well, I understand that you are very angry, but… I am more curious about Lubor’s whereabouts than the emperor. To be precise, I’m curious about the whereabouts of my sword. Do you have any idea where Luvor might have gone?”

Braim’s head drooped.

“I do not know. I can’t even get a sense of where Lubor-sama went after doing this. In order to succeed, Lubor-sama needs a plan, but what should I do about it…”

He seemed to have suddenly realized something and busily ran his hands around the desk somewhere in the room. Then, the hidden drawer suddenly opened. He took out the pouch inside and put it on the desk.

“What is it?”

Breim looked at Master with determined eyes.

“Everything in this pocket is gold. Don’t you both hate money? Commission Yes! I will make an order. Anyway, you guys will be chasing Lubor-sama with the sword. If so, could you take this money and bring Mr. Lubor alive and well? Isn’t it easy for a master to do that much! Lubor-sama is a saeng-nim who doesn’t know how to properly hold a sword! If you take that sword off, you really won’t be able to resist!”“

Gongdon. It was complete empty money. I had no intention of killing him anyway, but if he gave me money, there was no reason not to accept it.

“Would you mind taking that money?”

I glanced at Master, and Master nodded slightly. Permission granted, I quickly reached for the money bag.

“Whew~”

A dark brown robe. Two feathers on top of Robe’s cap like ears. A pair of owls sitting on their shoulders. A long staff in hand.

Sitting by the window was a woman in an owl robe whom I had seen once. The woman with twinkling chestnut brown eyes stared at the money bag in my hand.

“You were that…”

She was the woman who took Ultor and ran away. I thought I would have died from being hit by a magic cannon. The woman squinted her eyes and glared at me.

“A very cowardly worshiper of evil spirits.”

Apparently, she had a grudge against me for allowing me to go the other day and suddenly firing the magic cannon at her.

“Are you going to fight?”

“denial. I’m here to get money Maybe it’s in your hand. The payment for my commission.”

I glanced at her and put the bag of gold coins in my pocket.

“It’s my money now. And isn’t it speculation that this money will be for your request?”

“denial. The pouch is the same as the pouch Luvor gives every time. So give it.”

“If I can’t give it to you, will you attack me?”

The owl robe woman looked at Master and me alternately, then shook her head slightly.

“If we don’t pay, we won’t fight.”

She looked at my arms with eyes full of regret and sighed heavily.

“Anyway, I need to go to the client.”

With those words, she added a low murmur and slammed the floor with her cane.

“A trail of stars.”

Tiny powders of light. Small powders of light that rose from the floor flew up in the wind and headed somewhere.

Intuitively, I realized that the halo would lead me to Luvor.

“farewell. A very cowardly worshiper of evil spirits. Stepping on poop while walking…”

Heep.

I suddenly reached out and grabbed her robe as she was about to jump out of the window. The woman who suddenly lost her balance landed on the floor.

After a moment of silent moaning, the owl robe woman frowned and glared at me.

“pain. very painful. A very cowardly worshiper of evil spirits. Why attack me with no resistance?”

I smiled and took out a bag of gold coins from my pocket.

“I’ll give it back if you show me to Luvor.”

It didn’t matter if I gave half of it if I could solve the empty money quickly anyway.

After a moment of silence, the Owl Robe Woman quietly reached out to me.

“Advance payment required.”