The World-Class Extra’s Walkthrough - Chapter 15
Episode 15
Disaster and Threat
“Archbishop, how did you get the information that the disaster was coming?”
“God Aeolem gave us an oracle.”
“Oh oracle? “Then isn’t there a way to resolve the situation by continuing to rely on the god Aolem?”
“Our God only gives us some prophecies and does not prevent us. … He is the ‘God of vengeance.’”
“Aha, so you’re saying the information is incomplete?”
“yes. “We barely know that the target of the plague is the Children of Aurax and that the evil beast is among our revolutionary army.”
“Hmm.”
I nodded slowly.
It was quite an important task to find out how much Archbishop Handel knew.
The more they don’t know, the more work I have to do and the more beans I drop.
“We, the Great Church of Aolem, are also pursuing the cause of the disaster in our own way. However, since the opponent is also in the revolutionary army, it is as if our movements are being read completely.”
“That’s for sure. “This side doesn’t know the identity of that side at all, but that side probably knows this side well.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
This is fun.
What happened behind the scenes of that event?
Even as I was tapping away at the calculator in my head, I was feeling quite interested.
As expected, this feels like a story about real people, not just a game.
“So, when I received the report that the former Third Prince had brought up the story of that disaster…”
The archbishop’s wrinkled eyes narrowed.
“I thought that the person connecting us with the empire might be an evil beast. “I also speculated that he might be a double agent.”
“iced coffee. In the process of exchanging information between informants on both sides, it may be strange, but information about the disaster may have leaked to the 3rd prince? “Is that what you guessed?”
“Yes, that’s right. Very accurate.”
Archbishop Handel’s expression, who had been quietly nodding, became a bit strange.
“But it’s quite different from what I’ve heard, Prince…”
His eyes looking at me become strangely hot.
I was taken aback when I suddenly received the woman’s passionate gaze.
“What what? “How do you think I am?”
“You’re quite clever, aren’t you? According to the rumors that are heard around the corner, the third prince is a simpleton who doesn’t know how to do anything and only enjoys eating and drinking.”
“….”
Is the whole way of saying “enemy molecule” omitted?
“Isn’t excessive rudeness a disease, Archbishop?”
“Excuse me.”
“Anyway, that guess was wrong. “I don’t know this because I heard it from someone else.”
“What do you mean…?”
“I just know.”
There was doubt in the Archbishop’s eyes, but I decided to go out shamelessly.
That’s okay.
If you have come this far anyway, there is no other alternative than me.
“They are targeting children at the Cathedral of Kisiris. The date is approximately a week later.”
“…!”
The two people’s eyes are shaking like crazy.
I looked directly at them and let them know.
“It’s a long-standing tradition of Aurax, right? “Red Wind Ritual.”
This ‘Red Wind Ceremony’ is a kind of coming-of-age ceremony held by children aged 17 to 19 in the revolutionary camp.
“Once the kids get together, things will happen there. “Boom.”
Even though they are grown children, it would be truly unpleasant to see them die helplessly.
But that was what this event was about.
< Dying Sons >
[Event] One of the priests of the Cysiris Cathedral came up with a terrible idea for the revival of the church.
In order to prevent the boys of Auracus from advancing to other factions when they grow up, it was decided to kill them in advance.
He prepared for the disaster in time for the Red Wind Ritual, where all the children gather.
If someone does not prevent it in advance, only heartbreak and screams will remain in the ceremony.
The faces of the archbishop and high priest became serious after hearing my explanation.
“The front and back fit together perfectly, Archbishop.”
“I see. After all, it’s the Church of Kysiris…”
Kals and Tyrbaen, who were listening quietly next to me, looked like they couldn’t understand that at all.
“Sir, aren’t you just using your imagination?”
“How is that possible? “To advance the growth of my faction, kill the children of my own country?”
The expression on their face was that they did not even understand what the Kysiris Cathedral intended.
“Yeah, you two probably don’t understand.”
For those who lived in the empire all along, a little more supplementary explanation was needed.
“All children in Aurax grow up being educated as members of the revolutionary army from an early age. “Become a priest in the church or a soldier in the army.”
Deciding exactly where to go and where to belong comes after the coming of age ceremony.
This alone was difficult for the two to understand.
“no? Then, shouldn’t boys also be able to become priests at the Cathedral of Cysiris?”
“Yes, why are you trying to kill innocent children who could be the future of the church?”
“That’s…”
It was Old Man Bamilo who poured cold water on the two enraged people.
“The Church of Cysirith does not accept men as priests.”
“…Eh?”
“Why? “Men are people too, right?”
“Because that is their law. “The goddess of deception only wants female or castrated men as servants.”
“Is that castration?”
I giggled as I watched Carls’ face harden.
“Yeah man. I have to take that off. So, would boys want to go to the Church of Cysirith as priests?”
Of course that’s nonsense.
Even if you like the Church of Cysiris, you may think that all you have to do is choose to be a soldier and go to church occasionally to worship.
There were very few scary guys who wanted to become priests, even if it meant removing things.
“So… you think it’s okay to kill boys because it’s a church that only accepts girls?”
“That’s correct. To be more precise, to them, boys are just future resources for other factions.”
“This is crazy! “Where in the world is there a group of idiots like that?”
Carls started running wild as if he was going to attack the Kysiris Cathedral with his sword in his mouth.
“Let go! Let go! Lowering!”
“Whoa whoa. Carls! calm down. “No one died yet?”
“They say I’m going to die soon!”
“No, I think you’ll die before them. “This 6-star guy.”
“profit!”
At that time, Archbishop Handel, who was listening to our conversation, suddenly opened his mouth.
“I think it was the right decision as expected.”
I turned to look at her at the strangely resonating voice.
“It was right to let the Third Prince escape from prison.”
Handel was smiling faintly at me.
“…I don’t know how on earth you know our insides in such detail.”
Sorry, that’s a trade secret.
The archbishop said this in a calm voice.
“As the Archbishop of the Great Church of Aolem, I respectfully request the 3rd Prince Gilroshan. Please help our children so that they do not fall victim to adults’ erroneous religious beliefs.”
A message was printed along with her words.
[Quest ‘Savior of the Sons’ is given.]
< Savior of the Sons >
[Quest] Stop the plans of the Cathedral of Cysiris and protect the children.
Special: Linked to the quest ‘You are a jailbreak and I am an archbishop’
Expected reward: Relics from Aeolem Church and 2 other types
I nodded.
Once you have a sacred relic of God, you are recognized as a member of the church.
In addition, if you obtain the city passage, which is the reward for the quest ‘You are a jailbreak and I am the archbishop’… ‘
I am the third prince of the empire, but I will also be perfectly settled within the territory of the revolutionary army.’
Then, the way to access the evil dragon’s nest will also be opened.
Actually, if you think about it, this was really funny.
‘The prince of the empire is saying that he will hang out with the rebels.’
But what if I do the quest properly and prevent the boys from being slaughtered?
Not only the Aolem Church but also the city guard and border guards will show favor towards me.
A successor is such a precious thing.
‘Unfortunately, the special lease guys are a bit of an exception.’
Anyway, I happily accepted the quest… before doing so!
I almost forgot this.
“But Archbishop.”
“Why are you doing that?”
“It’s all good. But didn’t you know that when I was tied up earlier?”
“….”
Archbishop Handel kept his mouth shut, probably embarrassed.
But I cast the snout technique without hesitation.
“I was really in so much pain at that time. But the archbishop didn’t say anything and just glared at me? Very scary? “Do you remember?”
“Uh…”
“At that time, I was in so much pain that I felt a sense of shame, wondering, ‘Did I come to Auracus for this?’ “Ha, even thinking about it now makes me cry, doesn’t it?”
“Prince Hua?”
“Oh, of course the Archbishop didn’t know, right? You must have been busy glaring and creating an atmosphere of fear. “Right?”
“No, prince! “That was truly unavoidable.”
The archbishop was sweating uncharacteristically.
Of course, I know why they tied me up like that.
‘I suited up with the Titan Special Lease Team and the Church of Kisiris, who were trying to destroy me.’
But I was using this as an excuse to pursue the archbishop.
Should I just get to the point at this point?
“Now, if everything goes well, please add 50 more gold coins. “Is it possible?”
“…Do you mean gold coins?”
“yes. 50.”
Why are you trying to throw away a few holy relics and miscellaneous items and call it a day?
‘I can’t just ignore it.’
In the end, Archbishop Handel nodded with a hesitant expression.
“All right. “Let’s do that.”
[Negotiation with a friendly NPC was successful.]
[A new title ‘Novice Negotiator’ was obtained!]
[50 gold coins are added to the expected reward for the quest ‘Savior of the Sons.’]
“…Okay, that’s enough. ”
The archbishop who had been tormented by me hurriedly disappeared.
‘I am satisfied, I am satisfied.’
This is the vibe that comes from Jjam.
Whenever you perform a quest with an NPC who has silver, you must negotiate like this.
Otherwise, you will be living at a loss.
Of course, Kals and Tyrvaen didn’t seem to think so.
“Get some relief!”
“That’s embarrassing. “Why is this guy who used money like water all of a sudden?”
“Okay, let’s get over the little things!”
I walked forward at a brisk pace, organizing my plan in my head.
When we got out of the dungeon, it was already midnight.
The archbishop seemed to have anticipated to some extent that I would move at dawn.
There are still 7 days left until the Red Wind Ceremony.
‘Then it must be time for those guys to get to know each other.’
The Red Wind Ceremony was not a simple event that could be held once and for all.
It was a fairly tiring event that was only completed when each participant reached their assigned goal.
Is that proof of becoming an adult or something?
Anyway, by now the children would be huddled together and preparing for the ceremony.
‘Thanks to you, I also had time to prepare.’
First, I needed a proper weapon.
Carl’s sword wasn’t bad, but the guy kept whining to get his lover back.
And above all, a sword is not enough for this quest.
“High Priest Varmilo.”
The old man wished me luck and tried to disappear, but his shoulders trembled.
He seemed to be feeling uneasy about something.
But I grinned.
“You remember, right?”
“…What do you mean?”
The old man tried to pretend not to notice.
“You agreed to get me something if I let the priests escape safely, right? “In the name of the god Aolem.”
When I mentioned the name of God, he sighed and nodded.
“You really play the harp amazingly. “You can take usury.”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
“As I said then, the things I cannot obtain simply become the domain of God. Do you understand?”
But that despairing face did not last long.
“Go and get ‘Walacas’ Eyeball.’”
“What did you just say?”
“Walla Cars’s eyes!”
I looked at his embarrassed face and smiled sweetly.
“I know everything is possible, so don’t say it’s God’s domain.”
It sounds terrible to say something like an eyeball, but it was actually the name of a pair of glasses.
‘Magic glasses that are somewhere here in Aurax.’
< Walacas' Eyes >
[Accessory] These round and cute glasses were surprisingly created by the hands of a demon. And, a little less surprisingly, it has the effect of helping to easily determine the trajectory of the weapon being fired.
I was planning to use this to learn how to use a bow.
I desperately needed this item now that I had no relevant skills.
The problem is where these glasses are stored.
Varmilo knew that, but he couldn’t help but look desperate.
“Prince, are you asking me to rob the Commander-in-Chief’s study…?”
Since he knew where the glasses were, his expression became even more distorted.
Yes, ‘Walacas’ eyeball’ belongs to the leader of the revolutionary army who is currently away.
I grinned.
“Think of it as a temporary rental. For the kids!”
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