Chapter 93

“That person... must be an attendant of Ethiel.”

“I don’t know who you are, but I know you’re an unbeliever.”

I didn’t believe in religion in my previous life.

Even though he believed that something divine could exist, he was an extremely ordinary ordinary person who did not have the slightest idea that it had any effect on his daily life.

now? I’m not in a position where I can’t believe in a yard even reincarnation.

Of course, polytheism is the basic purpose of Ythiel, while affirming various gods, the identity is unknown, but always grateful to the being who gave me a second life. is a man who knows

I don’t know if that’s why, but no matter how much there is a conflict between countries, it’s absurd to see them wearing colored glasses and trying to ignore the existence of a warrior who can be said to be the product of a miracle.

“A non-believer? I have faith too.”

“Are you sure you have a monotheistic faith that says you don’t even believe in passing dogs?”

“Gee, Gina...what?”

“Are you a monotheistic religion that does not believe even passing dogs?”

I didn’t think I would have asked back because I didn’t really hear it, but I said it one more time.

Even the Empire’s state religion is only the Imperial Spiritual Assembly, and it does not ignore or deny the existence of other gods.

But didn’t they mention the hero as a false name from the first meeting? Therefore, it is not prejudiced or an unreasonable question to ask if they are the only religion that claims that the only God they believe in is the real God after seeing their reaction.

“...Huh. It’s good to be faithful, but you’re still young. You say you were born and raised in Ethiel, but do you really believe in the oracle that one hero will defeat all demons and bring peace?”

“You’ve never even been near Ethiel, so you’re just talking about what you know. Even distorting the oracle is just like a cultist.”

“Muh, what are you talking about! Correct me right now!”

okay. Even monotheistic religions can be taken as insults, but being referred to as a cult is a matter of life and death, so I will never take it lightly. But can you? I’m really doing it

“Isn’t it? If that’s the case, don’t carelessly talk about oracles that you can’t even remember properly. The exact oracle is ‘The hero will drive out the demon lord and restore stability to mankind.’ no see.”

“What the hell is that different...!”

“What are you talking about? It does not bring ‘peace’, nor does it defeat the ‘Evil Tribe.’ Do you mean the same thing?”

I called them cultists just to make fun of them, but you really don’t see the difference between the two? I’m starting to get really suspicious because I want to be a real cultist...?

“Now, don’t keep fraternizing and fraternizing! I can’t stand any more than this!”

“Isn’t the act of doubting the hero, the product of a miracle, an act of doubting the god of light served by the Imperial Spiritual Assembly? What the hell is it that makes you come out so badly?”

“Keugh...!”

Still, it shows the fact that he is cowardly and mercilessly thrown, and he hesitates, as if he is not an idiot at all. It was only then that Zeke, who had been quietly listening to our conversation, tilted his head and asked me a question.

“So you’re saying they consider me a fake hero now?”

“Exactly.”

However, Ethiel’s entourage transformed this situation into an unexpected one with just one word.

Because of that, everyone’s feet were tied, even for a moment, and the hero took one more step.

“Keugh!”

Sebela, who was the first to come to her senses and felt a sense of danger, jumped forward and sang.

“——-!”

The moment the song of the bard comes out of the mouth, it takes off the form of language and becomes magic. The process was completely different from normal magic, so it was free from the influence of mana suppressors, and according to the original plan, it would have been easier to deal with the magic-blocked hero.

I didn’t know that it would turn out in such an absurd form, but anyway. Whether it’s magic or spirits, hit it before trying something.

Sebella skillfully adapted to the sudden strengthening of her physical abilities and thrust her spear into the hero’s left thigh. How many were knocked down by this attack that, to the victim, felt as if a blow that was discernible to the naked eye was rapidly accelerating.

Sebela was confident that it was a blow that was inevitable at this close range.

“What did you believe in and exploded so slowly!”

That is until the huge sword swung at an unbelievable speed and struck her with the wind.

– Quaang!

I couldn’t even scream.

At first, I doubted my eyes in the world that seemed to be turning round and round, and then I just doubted everything.

In a shock that was no different from being struck by a piece of metal, Sebela flew straight to the wall and couldn’t stop her arrogant thoughts from flowing for a short moment as she fell to the ground.

But the conclusion was simple.

A sword the size of a man was swung at a tremendous speed, like a shortsword, and he slashed himself away like an insect.

That was it.

‘Magic...law...sword...?’

It can’t be. A weapon whose weight has been removed by magic also loses its power. That’s just an ordinary sword. Even with my head, which was not easily organized due to the shock, I could clearly see that.

But...isn’t that speed strange... no matter how much Aura is applied?

“Kuhup...!”

As she looked at the warrior, who forced her body to stand up by applying strength to her creaking joints, what came into her field of vision was the miserable image of the delegation being beaten one-sidedly. Even the hero did not use magic or spiritism, and he was just swinging a lump of iron to beat them.

“Wake up you bastards! You’re so damn confident that you’re not even as good as the kids!”

“Kwaaaak!”

I had no choice but to be fooled. Even though they have lived through years of honing their swordsmanship, they cannot stop them from wielding swordsmanship without anything, so they bounce off the wall. Not being able to block it, he couldn’t even react to how to avoid it, it seemed like he was facing a large monster rather than fighting a person.

“You bastards who say it’s a false name!! Why can’t you win because you’ve become a proud knight of a young warrior who was playing and eating! If you do this, the empire will pick up and eat all of your countries! Wake up!!”

Even though he recklessly wielded a sword that was no different from a lump of iron, the warrior just ran wild without showing any signs of getting tired. And there was no one who could stand against the warrior who ran amok with such a mad cry.