Chapter 822

Episode 822:

Knot (9)

Lennok’s question about the origin of Nymel, the ancient heroic spirit who awakened in the underground level of Yorta.

But Naimel did not answer that question right away.

Nymel, who was looking down at Lennok with a cold gaze, spoke to Oris.

“Oris Isen. “Could you please leave for a moment?”

“what?”

“I have no intention of harming this person, but I feel like we have a serious story to discuss.”

“....”

Nymel said, looking at Lennok’s obsidian mask with an expressionless face.

“It’s a personal secret. “It doesn’t seem to have much to do with Yorta’s work.”

“...You’re bothering me. “Does it have anything to do with the name you threw away?”

Even though Oris grumbled, he calmly followed Nymel’s words and stood up.

Oris glanced back at Lennok and spoke as if asking.

“I already told the other heroic spirits, but he is Onion’s successor. “You have to make sure you don’t touch it carelessly.”

“Didn’t you come to a conclusion about this person’s treatment at the festival?”

Nymel answered without taking his eyes off Lennok.

“Do not worry. “What you are worried about will not happen.”

“I can’t trust those guys who were locked deep in the basement of the damn tower...”

The silence that came at the same time as Oris left the place, muttering.

Nymel spoke while looking at Lennok, who was unable to move due to being bound by the chains of fog.

“He played a major role in suspending your disposition at the festival. “It looks like you were in favor.”

“You pretend not to, but you think you owe me something.”

Lennok responded indifferently.

“He has a personality that is too honest to stand on top of someone. “If you’re thinking of giving that guy power over Yorta, you’ll have to help him well.”

“There’s no reason for you to worry about that-”

“Or should we at least tell you about their origins now?”

Lennok suddenly interrupted Nymel and looked away.

“Now it seems there is no need to confirm again that you are from a religious order.”

“....”

Lennok asked.

“Were you one of the souls who held the position of priestess in the church?”

A sense of discomfort that I felt from the moment Naimel first appeared here.

The strong sense of déjà vu felt from its presence and atmosphere clearly resembles that of the priestess Seina Naidry.

This is not a groundless inference that starts from a simple intuition or vague suspicion.

The church’s stigma transferred to Seina. Because the stigma symbolizing the priestly authority was reacting to Nymel.

This is clear evidence that Naimel is connected to high-ranking positions in the church and the existence of priestesses.

However, on the other hand, Naimel did not notice that Lennok actually had a stigma.

That’s why Lennok was suspicious of whether Nymel had given up her position as a priestess.

For Lennok, who knows that the position of priestess is inherited, it is natural to think that Nymel will continue the lineage.

Moreover, if a soul of that caliber had an enemy in Yorta, it would not be strange for him to become the highest-ranking military commander, such as a heroic spirit.

“The religious leader I know is not a person who would let his followers go without anything in return.”

Nymel’s shoulders trembled at Lennok’s words casually calling the leader.

Lennok asked, looking closely at Nymel’s expression.

“If you were really a priestess of the church, how did you abandon the doctrine and become a heroic spirit in Yorta?”

“....”

“No, why did you abandon the church and join Yorta’s hand?”

The only believers in the cult are those who blindly serve, believe in, and follow the cult leader.

Even Seina, who maintained a neutral attitude toward doctrine, never wavered in her faith even for a moment.

However, Nymel, who is now standing in front of Lennok, is a person who has escaped from the church and has become a heroic spirit in Yorta.

What made her like that and how is that possible?

As soon as Lennok saw her, he knew what to ask.

“...You really know a lot about the church.”

Nymel closed his eyes, trembling.

Would it be an illusion if even that slight gesture felt similar to the one Lennok remembered from Seina?

Nymel quickly calmed down and opened his mouth to Lennok.

“There are very few outsiders who know so accurately the rules of the order of sex and authority given to priests from generation to generation...” “

....”

“There is only one thing you are mistaken about.”

Nymel opened his eyes and spoke slowly.

“I am not a priestess of the church. To be precise, it is one of the substitutes prepared to become a priestess.”

“substitute?”

“At a time when the Night of the Dead was in full swing, the church and Yorta made a deal over the body of the ascendant.”

Naimel succinctly explained the secrets of the past.

“It was decided that the church would help with the nocturnal ritual in exchange for keeping one sacred object forever.”

“....”

“I was one of the souls chosen to assist in the ritual and sacrificed at night.”

A candidate for priestess who did not officially receive the title of priestess but was prepared to replace her.

However, without becoming a priestess, is she a being sacrificed to Yorta to help with the ritual of the night journey?

It’s ironic.

Seina Naidri, who officially inherited the title of priestess, sacrificed herself and perished.

Nymel, who was sacrificed in the nocturnal ritual, still maintains its existence as a heroic spirit.

Should we be surprised that even candidates who did not reach the position of priestess became such powerful heroes?

Should we be satisfied with the realization that there are more candidates to replace Seina as the new priestess?

“Then are you still a believer who serves the doctrine?”

“...I don’t know.”

Nymel looked away with a complicated expression.

“I have no regrets about being sacrificed to Yorta and accompanying him on his night trip. Even after turning away from doctrine, he devoted himself to carrying out his mission.”

“....”

“But the moment the night trip failed and I was forced to make a choice... I felt the faith that remained in me shaken.”

Nymel turned his head to avoid Lennok’s gaze and muttered as if confessing.

“What is worth doing at a time when I have not been able to fully follow Him or achieve His nocturnal journey? “I couldn’t understand it myself.”

Lennok thought so and tried to manipulate the command hanging at the head of the ship to drag the ship deeper into the water.

[Woooo....]

The military commanders only made weak moans and twisted their bodies, but did not properly follow Lennok’s orders.

“...It feels a lot different than when I learned the trick before.”

An embarrassed Lennok scratched his cheek and muttered.

“It was very easy to copy the tips of martial arts and apply them to other techniques, but the techniques themselves are difficult to learn.”

After becoming convinced that learning martial arts would organically lead to Lennok’s harvest.

Lennok has been taught the art of military command several times with the help of Oris, but he is rarely able to use military command.

Although he quickly understood the principles and tips of the technique, the military commanders did not follow Lennok’s will.

“Look. Like now...”

The moment Lennok said that and stretched out his hand towards the white ghosts swimming below the Hedrain River.

The white ghosts floating down the river holding scythes were frightened and began to run away in a hurry.

[Hehehe!! Leave me alone!!]

[I apologize if I did anything wrong, please...!!]

“....”

The military orders are extremely afraid of being under Lennok’s control, and refuse to do so and run away.

All they do is run away or become afraid, trying to escape from Lennok’s spell at any moment.

[Hmm, Master is a scary person, but not to that extent...]

Dabi also just tilted his head with his chin as if he was surprised.

[If it wasn’t like this before, wouldn’t it be because there was a change that made the Master fearful?]

“...That’s right.”

Lennok answered with an uneasy expression.

“The problem is that there are so many guesses that it is difficult to pinpoint the cause.”

[....]

Just to sum up the new techniques and powers that I acquired after coming to Yorta, there are more than a few.

Acquisition of the incarnate body. The authority of a priest transferred from a priestess. The awakening of Archangel Kashuin of the Old World.

Not only the martial arts of Gujung Dorae, which he learned from Do-rae over his shoulder, but also the martial arts he is learning from Oris.

There are so many factors that continually change Lennok that it is difficult to narrow it down to just one cause.

Since I’m not in a position to research this issue right now, I’m just vaguely repeating trial and error.

Dabi also gave up his worries after hearing Lennok’s words and lay down in his robe.

[Then there’s nothing I can do about it~ How can I know something the Master doesn’t know?]

“Okay. I had no expectations from the beginning....”

Boom!!

At that moment, the military spirits that had been lurking at the head of the ship with their chains in their mouths could not hold out and disappeared.

It has become so weak that it can no longer maintain its own shape under the increasing water pressure.

The appearance of a ghost ship that suddenly lost its guiding force and stopped in place.

Lennok, who was looking for a military commander to guide the ship on his behalf, turned his magic detection once and shook his head.

“It’s difficult. “Maybe because we went too deep, there was no sign of anything around us.”

The ship is a legacy of Madrich Onion, a military commander, and is almost incompatible with techniques other than military command.

Although it may be possible to forcefully operate it with Lennok’s magic, it would be unsuitable for long-distance sailing due to low fuel efficiency.

Lennok, who was contemplating on the deck of a ship stopped under a dark waterway, landed on the spirit rolling around in his arms.

[....]

“....”

[Master. I don’t even have fins.]

Dabi responded as if it were absurd, but Lennok lifted Dabi up with both hands.

The limp fox spirit stuck out its front paws and looked back at Lennok with an expression of shock.

“The 19th basement level that Nymel mentioned is right in front of you. “Give it a try or quit right away.”

[....]

“You don’t have to do it if you don’t feel like it. “It doesn’t matter if I do it since using magic is the same anyway.”

[no. It’s not difficult, so I’ll give it a try.]

Buung!!

In an instant, the Thunder Spirit, which grew in size to the size of Lennok’s body, jumped out in front of the ship’s deck and closed its front paws, holding the chain in its mouth.

[My dream is to climb on top of a palanquin and receive praise, but it turns out to be the opposite...]

While grumbling, Dabi raised his magic power, inflated his entire body, and slowly walked down into the river.

The five tails stood up stiffly and began to spin like propellers.

Huh!!

The shape of the ship starting to slowly move forward as Dabi swims.

The existence of a spirit is completely different from a military spirit, but it is compatible with a ghost ship as it is bound by the concept of the same spirit body.

Wooooow...!!!

As Dabi increased his magical power, the speed of the ship increased, and both the spirit and the ship glowed at the same time.

Lennok, who was watching the scene from up on the deck, frowned at the strange sense of unity he felt for a moment.

“Wait a minute, this is...”

As the spirit’s magical power responds strongly to the ghost ship, the thoughts themselves are merging into one and mixing together.

The moment when Lennok immediately called Dabi and tried to stop him due to the unusual resonance of his thoughts.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The radiance that rose up around the ship’s chain began to be absorbed towards Dabi.

A movement that seems to cause the entire ship to respond and vibrate according to the will of the spirit leading the ship.

Onion’s entire ship rotates as if being sucked towards Dabi and disappears.

Dabi’s thoughts quickly raced down the 19th floor underground with Lennok on his back.

It instantly broke through the barrier colliding from all directions and fell onto a dry plain in the middle of the water.

Kwaaaa!!

[Master!!]

As the shape of the ship is absorbed into Dabi, Dabi, who has grown into a giant size, catches the falling Lennok with his front paws.

Dabi, who looked embarrassed, swung his tail and rolled over with Lennok in his arms, jumped up and picked Lennok up.

[Are you okay?!]

“Okay. “I can heal the bruises.”

Lennok coughed lightly and got down from Dabi’s arms.

The image of Lennok landing on a barren field and the shape of a pile of ashes piled up around it.

And Dabi is waiting for Lennok with a worried look, waving his six tails right in front of his eyes.

Just as Lennok was thinking that, he passed Dabi and was about to find the ruins and the missing ship.

“...Wait.Sixth?”

Lennok quickly grabbed the sixth tail, which was floating like a ghost at the end of the five tails.