Chapter 503

Even though he defeated the Demon King’s army, he couldn’t let go of the tension. Somehow, I won easily, but everyone knew that this was just the beginning of the journey ahead.

Nearly 20,000 people, both military and civilian, will have to move on a massive scale. At this moment, our enemy was not the demon army, but speed and time.

“The judgment of the surviving apostates begins.”

Even if it is impossible to move without sound and rumor, at least what happened here could have made it late in the ears of the Demon King’s army, so we searched the area to find the fleeing defeated soldiers, and at the same time surrendered or captured those who surrendered to the Heretic Judges. entrusted

In a world where neither the Geneva Conventions nor the Miranda Principles exist, it is clear what it means for heresy judges to step out. Most of the demon army will die in droves, except for the puppeteer who needs to put a delay in obtaining information inside the demon army, and those who are like executives.

It was natural. Even if you die, evil spirits are evil spirits.

As you can see from the fact that the monsters that the demon kings call corrosive bodies are being born, the influence of evil spirits is never something to be taken lightly. To the extent that the saintess was worried from the very beginning that such a form might eventually lead to the resurrection of the evil spirit and throw the continent into chaos, the evil effect the evil spirit has on mankind is not a possibility, but a certainty.

It means bastards who are no different from devils. Therefore, there are no human rights for followers of evil spirits anywhere on the continent. Even the surviving captives have information to extract, so it’s a moratorium, and the future of public executions in major cities awaits.

Of course, due to the nature of the military, there may be people who really don’t know anything and are close to following orders, but from the point of swindling weapons toward the headquarters of the Demonic Church, most of those things were just excuses, and thanks to this, the Heretic Judges could be faithful to their duties without any burden.

There were many people who cried out and complained of injustice... but only a few survived. After finishing their work, the heretic judges forcibly led the surviving captives and followed the order of Saint Deoni.

“From now on, those who can use the Holy Law, please go to the designated location and light it. It’s time to move.”

It was an order that signaled the beginning of a night march that would go down in history whether it succeeded or failed. In line with this, as I climbed on the war horse prepared by the saintess, I saw a long procession from the city in the distance.

The plain located between the Demon King’s army and the city was by no means small. Considering that long-range sniping was impossible, the distance was so far that the saintess and other major commanders patrolled the top of the castle wall without much burden.

Because of that, the procession of people and wagons that came out in a row under the light sources made of torches, magic, and holy laws that gradually increased across the wide plain approached with an overwhelming appearance than any army.

“...please protect them.”

Except for the praying saint, no one opened their mouths, but all those whose eyes were fixed on the procession that continued far away all had hard faces.

It was not intentionally timed, but thanks to the numerous stars that light up the cloudless night sky with the full moon, the silhouettes of people that are more clearly revealed, as if we are warning by showing how many people’s lives we are holding on to. same.

‘If you twist, all these people will die.’ Called.

“I can feel their weight all over again.”

Those who remained silent at the words of an unknown heretic judge looked at each other and burst into laughter. They all had serious faces, but the reason was so obvious that there was nothing to ask.

Realizing that everyone had the same sentiment, they just laughed.

That included me.

” Assuming it was the captain, the drunkard quenched his thirst with beer and lowered his voice as he leaned toward the man listening to him.

“...The word ‘run away’, rumors are also circulating that the Demon King’s army that was besieging the city has completely broken away. There are also rumors that it suddenly appeared in another city located to the northwest and moved in a large scale through the gate, Some say that they are advancing towards a place that is obviously blocked by beastmen’s territory, so there is an opinion that they may have joined hands with them.”

Anyway, it was just another story that everyone sitting together knew, but it didn’t matter because it was more lively that way. In fact, the man also had a very surprised expression.

“Insanity, isn’t our city dangerous too?”

“Danger? Why?”

“Our lord is on the side of the demon king!”

“Heh, what about the Demon King’s side? That person would even lick the asshole of an evil god in front of the army?”

The man looked around in fright at the sound of swearing at the lord, who made even the peasants who didn’t know the difficult words know what it meant to be an ‘opportunist’, and the other drunkards giggled as they watched.

“Damn, I’ve heard the unheard. I’m coming!”

“What are you going to do? Have another drink.”

“I was only going to have one drink! I have to work!”

The man who grumbled and got up from his seat hurriedly left the bar, as if he was really in a hurry, and the drunkards who had been drinking while looking at his back looked at each other with embarrassed expressions and opened their mouths.

“That guy seems to be having a really hard time making ends meet. He works day and night.”

“I’ll have to buy one next time I come. What did he say he was doing?”

“Uh...”

What was it? Hunter? it comes out Did you say you were a porter in the upper ranks? Where is the top working at this time in our city. I know?

“...I’m sick. I can’t remember. I’ll ask you next time.”

After talking for a while, nothing came to mind, so the drunkards shrugged their shoulders and neatly gave up on thinking.

“I hope the demon god will split the fucking head of Virere!”

It was a statement that would result in immediate execution if it reached the ears of the guards, but no one stopped it. It was obvious that all the guards would be drunk in the barracks anyway.

Since everyone was so indifferent to anything other than alcohol, no one noticed that the man hurriedly left the bar and headed for an obscure alley.

“Caw!”

– Caw!

The real crow answered the skillful crow imitation and perched on the man’s shoulder. After patting the crow’s chin once, the man took out a luxurious fountain pen and paper that did not match the outfit and wrote a short phrase.

[Public sentiment in the Earl of Beeraire is the worst. Negative reaction to the information operation of the Demon King’s army. It is believed that there will be no proper resistance.]

“We must deliver it well to the saintess.”

– Caw!

The man who carefully tied the paper to the leg of the crow responded as if he understood his words, and blew the crow away with a smile.

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