Chapter 447

Master and Seneran left and only the people of the church remained at the ruins, but nothing in particular changed.

The only changes were the various trap-type magic tools Seneran had packed around her, and the emergency money she had left in case of an unexpected situation taking her place. Members of the church began the day with prayers in a reverent manner, and repeated daily routines of warming up in preparation for battle while examining the ruins.

Ashley didn’t stay still either.

She made primitive traps and sniping points every day, assuming that she was going to fortify the entire forest in this area.

“Isn’t that too much?”

All of the traps were results of a level that could only be expressed as being full of malice, so I was surprised when they made this kind of thing, but the number was unusual, so when I asked it without hesitation, Asilie opened her ax eyes and asked again.

“There is nothing excessive in dealing with the demons in the sleeping forest. Rather, isn’t Eldi taking the enemies easy?”

“To be honest, I don’t think it’s as good as the buffalo horn I met in Levien.”

Even though they have such skills, there are people who are out of line because they have the temperament of a social misfit.

No matter how much Epaga-sama said the end of childhood has arrived, I don’t think it makes sense.

“But I don’t think this is careless. If I meet a guy like that twice in a row, it’s not that I’m careless, it’s that the world is twisted.”

That’s why this time, he confidently spread his chest and spoke based on the probability, but Asilie’s reaction was not very satisfactory.

After becoming convinced that there would be assailants targeting us, not just Asilie, there was a big change in Saint Deoni’s training policy.

“If there is a place where our help cannot reach, as long as we fight together, the important thing now is not defense. It is a punishment for those who dare to scorn the gods.”

The defensive classes that have been going on for so long have been thrown away and the curriculum has been thoroughly changed to focus on attacking voices.

The training that spurred me once again was enough to completely distract me to the point where I wondered if I was blindly believing in the power of Shin Sung-ryong, who was sleeping inside of me, steadily gushing out like water from a mineral spring. .

Right now, everything went smoothly. Needless to say, the procurement of ingredients was the same as the process of learning the seongbeop. In the end, it seems that the most aptitude for me was the offensive technique.

On the third day, even the saintess stuck out her tongue at my ability to apply and ended up adding a word.

“Even the heretic judges who fly and grow will not be able to use the Holy Law in a variety of forms like the hero. Is it the power of the hero?”

“Uh...well. It’s just kind of easy.”

In fact, unlike my vague answer, the reason was clear.

It is a hand that was moved from the upper level because it is a skill suitable for accomplishing the mission. That was enough.

“Move right away.”

“Your face doesn’t make sense, but you’re not going to die while using magic, right?”

“It’s not like you’ll get better right away by taking more rest, and it’s not like there’s a problem with magic. Rather, it’s better to move a little faster and find a hiding place and rest there.”

“If that’s the case.”

As if there was no need to ask a second question, he stretched his back and hit the ax in both hands. The other demons who were asleep kicked out of their seats and woke up.

“Move! Gather! We’ll have to go anyway and take another two days off, so pack all your camping gear!”

There were no complaints. The subordinates moved quickly and took all the tools they could get. Among them, there were those who showed composure by rummaging through the arms of the corpse and even finding cigarette pouches and tinder.

The preparations were quickly completed, and the wizard took a look at the people gathered around him and then activated his magic without any warning.

As the bracelets on his arms glowed blue and greedily sucked in the magic that flowed through the magic organ, the wizard’s eyebrows twisted on their own.

I could never get used to the feeling of my magical organs shrinking due to the magic draining away so quickly.

In the distant past, they admired the ability of magic tools that allowed them to move in space over a fairly long distance without a gate, and felt proud of the Demon King’s army that created these things, but now they were just faded memories.

“Goes.”

Unlike the memories of the past, the space was distorted with the sensation of exploding magical organs in the pain that was so clear. And before he was even aware of the change, the surrounding landscape changed and the cave turned into a forest.

Unlike wizards who collapse as soon as they confirm that the magic has been successful, the demons spread out around them while maintaining a certain distance, throwing away the tools they had brought without saying who came first. The captain looked with satisfaction at his men, who naturally started searching, then asked, looking at the sorceress half-fallen on the floor, gasping for breath.

“It’s okay, right?”

“...I came exactly. If you move northwest from here, you will find a temple.”

Hearing the wizard’s answer, the captain smiled in satisfaction and took a deep breath.

“A priest and a saint meet their deaths in an ancient temple. How will Epaga-sama react?”

He wondered if there was anyone who could deal with him properly, but nothing could compare to the sense of exhilaration given by the historical moment of committing irreverence, which is difficult to find in precedent.

A word from the writer (writer’s review) I’ve been feeling unwell for the past few days, so I’m getting late for writing.

Today is especially close, so throughout the writing, I wondered if I could make it by 9 o’clock or if I should take a break.

But luckily I was able to get it right on time. I hope all readers take good care of your health.