Chapter 193

It wasn’t too difficult to tie up a frightened, trembling man, alone, and bring him back on a horse.

I thought he was so faithful to his faith, so I took off the mask and checked the inside of his mouth, but fortunately, there seemed to be no poison for suicide, so he was gagged with a piece of cloth that was properly torn so that he couldn’t bite his tongue.

I wanted to root the money bag from their corpses, but I couldn’t put fire on the plain to light up the darkness, and the flame that could be made with magic was a little more usable than a lighter, so I decided to just give up.

As I went back and forth with the guy who didn’t even resist as if he had gone crazy, the very nervous guys and Asilie greeted me in a bright color.

“I came and picked it up.”

Because he gave up the right to proper routing, he dropped the cultist behind him with a very sad face, and after arranging trivial matters, Carls, who accepted it as a calm response unique to a person who came, asked a question with a tired expression.

“Oh my God. Is that really what the reaction to killing 20 people is?”

“Not all. I think a few escaped.”

I was going to say that if they didn’t accidentally kill each other, maybe one or three of them escaped, but Asilie pointed to somewhere far away and couldn’t see well.

“I shot three of them as they came closer. They’re probably over there somewhere.”

“Ah, then everyone else is dead except for this one. I’m glad I caught them from a distance. I don’t like resting next to a dead body.”

Unlike Asilie, who simply nodded, Sen and the other guys’ expressions hardened. Suddenly scared.

“Yeah, but what happened to him that got him out of his mind?”

“It just stoked fear.”

For those living in modern times, directing in a variety of media may seem like a no-brainer because they are accustomed to it, but in places where such things are less developed, each and every trivial thing is a culture shock. Just because there are monsters and bandits all over the place, it doesn’t mean they are numb to fear.

The enemy was definitely alone, but the experience of people starting to disappear in all directions without a sense of distance would not have been a very pleasant experience.

“I worked hard for that, but I’m tired. Let’s start a little late today.”

“Muh, of course! You took care of everything by yourself, of course! When should I wake you up?”

“It’ll happen on its own.”

The effect was good, but it was a job that consumed more mana than I thought to create a new appearance while firing double acceleration. After properly arranging my sword by the light of a bonfire, I gave them directions on the treatment of cultists before entering the tent.

“Don’t force yourself to find out. Don’t kill them. You’re definitely a prisoner, so take care of them properly. Other than that, do it yourself.”

He was the one who was caught because he had no intention of solving it in a short period of time anyway. We’ll take care of that cultist issue after we’ve done all our business in Ogwen and they’re back in their yard. It was Merdela who carefully questioned my words.

“May I ask how good it is to be unreasonable?”

“Just don’t do anything related to physical violence. Even if you find out right away anyway, the cultist’s problem will come later. There’s no rush.”

Fortunately, the question ended with that one. I went into the tent and lay down, thankful that my clothes didn’t splatter too much blood.

Then Asilie, who came in very naturally, pulled out my left arm and lay down next to me to sleep.

“...is your sister going to sleep too?”

“There’s no reason to stay awake anyway since Eldi took care of everything. It’s not like they’ll run away. It’s not like they’ll be wiped out in an instant while we’re sleeping.”

“You’re very unreliable...”

“Huh.”

Are you not even thinking about the possibility of betrayal? They are the ones who keep amplifying questions about useless topics right now. When I turned my head to look at him, the guy who was watching what Sen and I were talking about carefully avoided his gaze.

“Yes, wait with a pounding heart for the day of martyrdom that will come someday.

“A kid?”

“Beleshka. When I had a brief conversation with the cultists, they said that he was a high-ranking sacrifice. Do you know anything?”

At my question, Sen crossed his arms, frowned between his brows, and began to shake his head vigorously.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen someone follow like crazy like this, but in fact, similar cases are more common than I thought. There are things like offering virgin blood, warriors who have accumulated more achievements being loved by the gods, and things like that everywhere.”

“After all, it means that only such common cases come to mind.”

“Unfortunately, that seems to be the case. What on earth is such a great sacrifice that 30 people are sent to catch it?”

fuck. Did you hear it? 30 warriors. I tilted my head at the belated question and changed the question.

“Hey. Did you guys say you saved them by stopping their rituals? What are they doing, so they have 30 combatants? Aren’t they too strong for a cult?”

It can be said that it is very open to religious views, as it would be if the pantheon is the basic base, but it is not a country that is tolerant even to those who are branded as cultists.

Even in a world where God exists, it is a very big problem that non-believers are forcibly kidnapped and offered as sacrifices. Atheists are a world close to mental illness, so as long as they are bound to live by believing in at least one religion, in the end, they freely take on other people’s followers and offer them up to God.

It’s not a story at the level of let’s just follow the law, but a catastrophe in which religious wars are fought between those who claim to be the true warriors of the gods.

“Ah, these are the Demonic Cult.”

“...what?”

demon religion? God of demons? I was dumbfounded for a moment, so I reflexively said it without realizing it.

“Crazy fuck. They don’t do human sacrifice.”

“Wow! You know the Demonic Cult! Aren’t Eldmia-sama really a noble? Do you see the same reaction?”

What was so surprising about it was that when I glared at Sen, who was staring at me with both eyes wide open, she burst into a shy smile and continued talking.

“It’s pseudoscience. It’s pseudoscience. They went crazy because of the war. It’s a group where mercenaries who survived the battlefield or escaped people gathered and grew stronger... Recently, we’ve been going out a lot, so our local side is also getting into trouble.”

After all, war isn’t something to do. There are crazy people all over the world.

“It’s really damn good. Turns out, isn’t she a candidate for a saint of some religion?”

“ha ha ha.”

Sen laughed heartily at the words he spat out as he shook his head because he was dumbfounded. I’m dumbfounded by what I said, but it can be said that it’s a reasonable suspicion since the pseudo-pups rushed like that.

In the end, I couldn’t hold back the laughter that burst out and I looked at the cult again...

“...What’s your fucking reaction?”

The cultist who was listening to us was causing a pupil earthquake.

No, these bastards?