Chapter 192

Even when it was bright, the assailants, who could not be said to be very affectionate, looked even more suspicious because of the plains covered in darkness. Even today, it was all the more so because it was in a state of deep darkness, not even the stars were visible, let alone the moon.

But the monsters didn’t care. The clothes and masks they wore were symbols of a proud religion. Even if it felt intimidating in the eyes of others, it didn’t matter. On the contrary, there were many times when it was good to work on that side.

Because of that, the assailants were nervous when they saw the man reacting calmly even when facing them. Not only is it an appearance that does not fit the situation, but a person who reacts calmly to them The scene of a massacre confirmed as they pass by. the beings they track, and so on.

For all the reasons, the gangsters’ tension reached its peak.

“I just came from there. May I ask you something?”

At this time of day, how many people would be calm even after seeing the group of gangsters walking on the plains without a single light? But the man took a step further and boldly asked a question. The appearance was so amazing that the assailant in the position of leading the crowd nodded and replied.

“...Ask me.”

“What on earth is that girl, why are you trying to capture that girl and offer it up as a sacrifice?”

Except for the one who answered the question, everyone drew their swords and spears without saying who was first. It wasn’t just an action taken because he felt threatened by that word. Of course, you can kill as many times as you like if you have an order, but it was basically just a threat. The proof was that the priest accompanying him had not memorized the prayer.

As if he had no intention of blocking their reaction, the man in the lead continued his talk calmly.

“I don’t think I need to explain that it wasn’t a good question.”

An obvious threat. So, an implicit compulsion to tell me where you are. But the man showed an unexpected reaction. As if following them, he pulled out the sword he was wearing around his waist. The man with his head tilted sideways, not intimidated in the slightest, somehow looked more impolite than before.

“I, not you, decide whether a question is good or bad. What is a girl like, why is she so impatient because she can’t offer it as a sacrifice? Judging from the reaction to the question, it seems right that a boy is just a bonus. ?”

“I don’t think it’s something someone completely unrelated should risk their lives to hear.”

“That too I judge.”

Normally, it was a situation where you would have thought that you got involved with a madman by accident, but after going through that, it was hard to ignore because it was such a proper reaction and confidence. However, the surroundings were plains with no place to hide, and even to the assailant, it didn’t seem like there was anyone else.

In the end, after making a short judgment about the assailant, he answered with a sigh.

“Just as there are levels of food that people eat, there are only differences in rank among offerings to the gods.”

“After all, you don’t know everything either.”

“How can a mere human figure out the will of a god? It won’t be a satisfactory answer, but that’s all I can honestly say, so I hope you can tell me where they are now.”

“If you just run as if you came all the way behind me, you’ll see it.”

The man nodded and gestured at the answer that came back without embellishment. Then, the prepared dagger was shot like an arrow and flew towards the man’s torso. The warning has already been given. I don’t know what kind of confidence he had, but there was no reason why he should know such a back story of someone who would die anyway.

However, no man was stabbed to death with a javelin.

“I’m not done talking yet, damn it.”

As if he already knew it, the man who caught the javelin so casually empty-handed continued, despite the surprise attack, still maintaining a calm attitude.

Among the assailants who lost their advantages in an instant, only a few who were at a distance from the priest were able to react calmly. It was the same that they couldn’t see well because of the sudden darkness, but in the sense of duty to calm down their colleagues who were on the verge of falling into trouble, they shouted loudly without saying who said first.

And in return, he began to lose his life.

“Don’t panic! The enemy is only one! Calm down...!”

“Put down the spear! Raise the sword! Colleagues and the like...”

“Rain, damn it! Run! Run! Run...!”

There was no one who did not know what the sound of gongs and blood spattering that cut off their cries as if they had promised. Rather, it was a problem because I understood it so clearly.

The enemy is precisely cutting the ‘neck’ of those who are trying to give orders in this darkness. Those who realized this had to tremble in fear with their mouths shut without even realizing it.

That didn’t mean that death was averted, but there was no way for them to share the fact that they had kept their mouths shut.

“Poetry, God! What the hell...”

Because he commanded the priest to face the light straight ahead, the assailant, whose vision was not restored for a longer time than anyone else, accepted the whole situation with his senses of hearing and smell and trembled in fear. She couldn’t even make a sound because she knew what the man’s words meant as they passed her by. The fear that if he opened his mouth, his throat would fly off in an instant, gripped him.

The assailant, who was holding his breath and trembling with anxiety, was able to open his mouth slowly only after he could no longer hear any sounds around him.

“...Number 67?”

My eyesight still hasn’t adjusted properly to the dark. The assailant felt irrational and annoyed at the fact that he couldn’t adapt even after such a long time, but the reality was different.

“...No. 52?”

Adaptation was not delayed, but death came faster than that short moment to adapt to the darkness. After that, the assailant spoke more numbers that seemed to refer to them, but there was no reply. It was not even known if the assailant was dead.

All I could hear was the gurgling of the surviving horses.

“...Please. Someone...Answer me...”

The plains, which had only smelled like grass until just now, were now filled with the scent of blood. The assailant realized he was crying but couldn’t stop. Everything he believed to be his clear superiority collapsed in an instant, and the assailant eventually fell to the ground with his legs loosened to the point where he couldn’t even sit on his horse properly.

“What’s that number?”

cooong. A heavy sound and shock came over him and the horse began to run away, but the assailant did not wake up.

“God...God...”

At that moment when only his muttering echoed in the darkness, a spark was born in front of him.

It was not the clear blue sphere that the priest had shown. It was just a red flame burning with the atmosphere as fuel. The small flame, not too big, should have been ordinary by nature, but it came too ominous because it overlapped with the man who appeared at the same time.

“It’s amazing. He’s a cult who sacrifices people... but he’s more polite and sincere than most guys.”

Death descended into the darkness, standing alone on the plain, with a terrifying smile.