Chapter 76

Dark Fantasy Paladin Chapter 76Episode 76

Yuriel’s eyes clearly captured the entire scene.

From the moment the Ain woman was resurrected until Aiden held her and disappeared beyond the lake.

Yuriel clearly remembered each scene.

Eyes looking at each other, gaze intertwined in the air, voices whispering love.

And a kiss.

Something snapped in Yuriel’s mind. It was not reason or emotion, but her conscience that supported her.

Uriel came to realize that God is not omnipotent and omnipotent.

I found hidden contradictions in God’s teachings and abandoned my blind faith.

However, she was still a saint.

He was an apostle who borrowed his divine power and a believer who spread the will of God.

Yuriel still serves Bacheksar.

My remaining faith may have come from my lifetime of living as a religious person.

Perhaps it could have sprouted from the brainwashing of those around him or the miracle lent by Bacheksar.

Even if God was not a perfect being, Uriel felt rewarded by spreading the gospel because his teachings had many beautiful values.

Rather, she had hope from the moment she realized the reality of Bacheksar.

This world was not built by an omnipotent being. That meant there was room left to pursue ideals.

Help the weak, be tolerant, and stand against malice.

Yuriel held only these three goodness in her heart.

They were the roots of the values she found beautiful.

Any other teachings were excluded.

In other words, it meant that the Bacheksar that Yuriel served was no longer a Bacheksar.

This process could be seen as the starting point of all heresy and deviance.

And it was clear that her apostasy was most influenced by Iden.

Help the weak, be tolerant, and stand against malice.

If one were to choose a person who puts those teachings into practice, all citizens of the empire would point to Aiden.

Uriel’s new faith was clearly looking toward Aiden.

Of course she didn’t realize it.

He just said that he had a rational crush on Aiden. I believed that and planned to suppress it slowly.

Because she was still a woman of God. Even historically, there were many saints who had such concerns.

Many people overcame it and thought they could too.

but.

I just realized that it was all bullshit.

As she watched the interaction between the two, she was overcome with unbearable emotions.

Despair Jealousy Anger Hatred.

For Uriel, there was no longer any awareness that she was a woman of God.

She was no longer a saint.

An ordinary woman whose loved one was taken away was left to suffer in base emotions.

I hated Iden so much.

The man who took everything away. He was relieved as he held the other woman in his arms.

It was too hard for Yuriel to bear that sight.

I was miserable and hopeless.

It bothered her that she even felt this way.

There was no longer any conscience or faith left to support her.

Yuriel became empty.

The feelings I unconsciously developed toward Aiden will no longer be reciprocated.

I felt like my reason for existence had disappeared.

Yuriel cried and confessed her sins in detail to Siron, who was very embarrassed.

It meant execution.

Ironically, Siron of the Holy Wisdom Extermination Unit could not kill Uriel.

A saint loves someone other than God. Since the Holy Wife knew of the fact, summary execution was the natural order of things.

However, Siron was stuck in his place and was conflicted.

Uriel could only express admiration for the influence that a person named Aiden had.

So I threatened him.

I don’t know what I will do now.

When I declared that I would report your master to the church, Siron made his move.

Under the moon’s watch, Shiron took out a halberd.

The dreary blue day sparkled in the moonlight.

Siron spoke in a low voice.

“I will not accept a confession. Therefore, you cannot be pardoned by death, and your sins will be reported differently.”

A confession was a confession written by a condemned inmate in order to receive forgiveness from God.

Atonement through death. Siron could not even protect that right.

If Uriel’s confession is submitted to the church, the damage will be directly directed at Aiden.

Yuriel didn’t want that kind of ending either.

Regardless of his feelings of hatred, Uriel did not think that all of this was Aiden’s fault.

The woman who was mistaken and shaken by her unintentional actions was believed to be none other than herself.

Therefore, I did not want to harm him.

Because Iden was her only hope to make this world bright and beautiful.

The reason Uriel wanted to die was simply to atone for herself, which stemmed from self-loathing.

It wasn’t a feeling of resentment at being betrayed, a feeling of loss at having the man I loved taken away, or revenge on someone.

Yuriel knelt down.

He looked up at Siron and said.

“······I hope he doesn’t know how I feel. “Please.”

Minimal self-esteem. Or, it could be that he didn’t want to give Iden even the slightest sense of guilt.

Siron said.

“sorry. “I cannot lie to my lord.”

Yuriel smiled bitterly.

What would Iden’s reaction be after hearing the report? The expression the blunt man would make. It was shameful because it was so obvious that I didn’t even have to think about it.

I had to accept one.

I closed both eyes.

Shiron chewed his lip and walked closer.

In fact, she didn’t want to kill Uriel, but she had no choice.

Because the character of a saint was an element of anxiety.

If Uriel, who was saved, tells the church everything, Iden will not be able to escape easily.

Siron spoke in as calm a voice as possible.

“Saint Vacekssar, the saint of tolerance has taken the wrong path. Although she had irreparable blasphemy, she preached the gospel and did good deeds all her life. Please grant me a little mercy.”

Siron raised his halberd.

“I will send sinners to judgment.”

A huge blade falls at a right angle.

The moment Shiron touched the thin neckline,

he heard Aiden’s cry.

I turned my head. It was right after I felt the taste of a hand digging into my skin.

Aiden was nowhere to be seen.

The feel of my hand was also somewhat strange. Not the neatness of cutting off a delicate neck…

“Poetry.”

A voice came from at my feet. When Siron moved his gaze, he saw Aiden.

He held Yuriel in his arms and pointed to the halberd stuck on his shoulder.

It meant to pull it out.

Siron was startled and immediately retrieved his weapon.

Blood spurted out from the half-torn section.

Iden asked Siron without any change in his expression.

“What are you doing?”

Siron was so embarrassed that he couldn’t speak properly. The fact that a knife was placed on the master’s body was enough to cause such a shock.

Aiden frowned and looked down at Uriel.

A trembling saint. The eyes looking at Aiden were confused and wavered.

Funny enough, her hand was heading towards Aiden’s wound.

Aiden grabbed Uriel’s wrist as he approached her.

“Why is it like this?”

He had barely heard the reading of the poem.

What kind of crime was it that they tried to cut off one’s head without any formalities?

The Uriel Iden knew was not a person worthy of committing such a crime.

I asked Siron and Yuriel alternately the reason, but they could not explain it properly.

Einden said with a frown.

“Please bring at least a confession.”

Siron hesitated and opened his mouth.

“No bars accepted.”

“what?”

“······sorry.”

Iden was starting to get frustrated. First, he tried to raise the kneeling saint, but Uriel quickly shook Aiden’s hand away.

“Do not touch. And I was going to report you. “I communicate with an Ain woman.”

Why on earth is Yuriel? There seemed to be no motivation to do so.

Iden looked at her with a puzzled face.

“As promised, I will not use my mind’s eye on the saint.”

Then he turned his attention to Siron.

“Answer me. “Is that true?”

Siron already knew his power. Also, I had no intention of lying in the first place.

“······It’s false.”

“then?”

As she moved her lips, Iden’s expression hardened.

“Valkyrie Chiron. “Report the progress of the decision.”

Siron stood in a straight posture. Only then did she open her mouth.

The report began calmly, and as time passed, Aiden’s face became more embarrassed.

Yuriel had her head down and her expression was not revealed.

When Shinron’s mouth was finally closed, Iden felt dizzy.

It wasn’t just because I confirmed Yuriel’s feelings.

Iden was unable to twist the plot of a broken saint choosing death at all.

The only reason it collapsed was different from the original.

In the story, it was due to the mind’s eye and faith, but this time, Iden was taking that role.

I immediately looked at Yuriel.

She would have lost all her powers and divine powers.

It was like that in the original.

The moment a saint who abandons her faith is completely broken, she is reduced to an ordinary person.

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Iden was at eye level with the sobbing Uriel.

I tried to make a request to manifest divine power, but I couldn’t get my mouth to move.

That’s because the crying face was so sad and resembled Saya’s.

I didn’t know what to do.

Iden just patted her back and thought about her until she stopped crying.

To him, Uriel was no longer valuable.

A saint who cannot handle divine power and authority is just an ordinary woman.

Such a huge loss. A shadow crossed Aiden’s face.

It wasn’t just a feeling of loss of power.

For some reason, one side of my chest felt sore and sore.

Iden couldn’t quite figure out the root of this feeling.

Whatever it was, I didn’t want to treat her like a useless object.

This may be why I remembered Yuriel’s generous kindness and consideration.

Loyalty and morality. Friendship built from person to person. Even if it wasn’t love, Iden had to take responsibility for her.

I looked at Yuriel.

He said, wiping away the flowing tears.

“If the saint dies, I won’t be able to bear it. I have always been selfish, but now I will ask you a selfish favor. Please be with me as you are now.”

Since she would have lost her divine power, she could not perform the duties of a saint.

I promised myself that I would find another role.

Aiden put an iron plate on his face and did it again.

“Forget everything about God. But now, all you have to do is look at my back and follow me. I swear here and there. “I will make this world the world that the saint so desires.”

I meant it.

Yuriel reached out to Aiden’s wound without answering.

Aiden made a bitter expression.

“Saint, now…”

At that moment, I saw a pure white light.

The divinity burning in Uriel’s index finger was fluttering more sublimely than ever.

Iden and Uriel’s expressions changed at the same time.

Aiden was puzzled and Uriel was filled with puzzlement.

Her eyes were filled with countless messages.

Yuriel spoke quietly.

“Humans are beautiful beings because they can be hypocritical… What is this?”

Iden’s expression distorted in astonishment.

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At that time, the fishy scent of blood seeped into the tip of Saya’s nose through the northern cold wave.

The smell of Aiden’s blood. A cold chill filled the blue pupils.

Saya took a step back.

A blue seal crossed the night sky.