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At night, mercenaries make camp.

The mercenary leader Case welcomed three people who looked like nobles as politely as possible.

Hans, an alchemist who watched from afar, swallows a dry saliva. It reminded me of a ghost soldier who was there during the day.

It wasn't a dead man with a dark, sparkly aura and a red glare. It was a unique kind of undead with a white bright light and a blue light.

It feels sacred just watching. It was definitely sexual strength.

Hans doubts that he saw something in vain and asks the mercenary who was hitting the tent with him.

“Did you feel any strange energy from the undead you saw during the day? ”

“Weird Energy? ”

The mercenary who was wearing the bandage on his head looked at Hans with a look on his face.

I received a potion, but I couldn't see Hans as well as the damage the mercenaries had caused by the poison.

Hans winks at his gaze.

“How did you feel when you saw the Undead? Did you feel fear?”

“Fear?”

The mercenary thinks and shakes his head.

“No, I felt more comfortable than that. Yeah, it was like being saved. In fact, he was saved. ”

“Isn't that strange? ”

“What?”

“The Undead. Undead! Comfortable? Salvation, not fear and fear? ”

“What are you trying to say? ”

“That priest. ”

Hans pointed to the three who were talking to Case.

“I think you're using your power. That, too, is sacred command! ”

“Biography?”

The mercenary looks stunned and sees three travelers alternating with Hans.

I looked at Hans like I was sorry for the mercenary's eyes.

“I see. Alchemists are drugged and prone to dementia. ”

“Yes?”

“It was nonsense that there was a treasure trove in the ancient ruins. Damn, I never should have taken a quest. ”

“Well, what are you saying...? ”

“Cut the crap and get to work. ”

“Bullshit! Are you ignoring me? I'm telling you, they're...”

“Who in the world summons the undead by force? ”

“Isn't it right in front of you? And it was a mythical rumor, but even the Holy Undead was witnessed by the Holy See...”

“That's been floating around for a long time. A lie that the Holy See has spread to frighten us. Didn't you make an official announcement in Aslan? They're spreading lies. ”

“Do you believe that? ”

“So? Does it make sense to manipulate the undead with your powers in the first place? ”

Hans is fascinated by what the mercenary has to say.

“... doesn't make any sense. ”

“Yes, I know. ”

Hans groans.

“Joe, good. Then I'll ask him myself! ”

As Hans approaches three, the mercenaries intercept him.

"What...?"

“This human is really out of his mind. Just because he saved us doesn't mean he's a good nobleman. You may look merciful to the nobles, of course, but no matter how tough you are, you say to the commander," Do you use your power? What do you think would happen if I asked you? ”

“You'll be angry. ”

“I might cut my wrists, not be angry enough. If it's too bad, they'll kill you and turn you into a dead man and enslave you for all eternity. Oh, my God. Look at my head. ”

"..."

The mercenary was right.

The fact that the commander used his power was the same as denying Judy the god of death.

As much as denying God, the commanders could not stand idly by.

“When you're talking nonsense, play the tent. We need to find a place for them as soon as possible. ”

Hans limps in his words.

He gives a suspicious look to three people and hits the tent.

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Tinya whispers to me, listening from afar to the conversation between Hans and the mercenaries.

“I don't think I believe you. ”

“Is that so? ”

Commandments using sexual strength.

It was an impossible realm for legends.

Even the bishops of the Holy See doubted Raphael's words.

Who would believe the word of an Aslan Wandering Merchant if even the words of an influential Archbishop were in doubt?

Mercenaries won't be able to distinguish between power and magic unless they can handle magic. Even if we distinguish between diarrhea, no one will believe a mercenary's words.

The Divine Undead is already spreading like a myth, so they'll think it's nonsense.

For now, it's okay to assume there are no risks.

However, noticeable downtown can be a hazard.

I didn't think it would be a problem if I was a little more careful.

At some point, I learned about the atmosphere and was guided by the case to a pretty good tent.

“Rest in peace. ”

Looking inside a fairly tidy tent, I told the case.

“Can I get some food? ”

“Food? ”

Case gives you an awkward look and nods.

After a while, you carry a leather bag.

“I'm sorry. This is all we have, and I don't think we can give you any water. ”

They must be running low on food too. The water is their only chance.

Case noticed, I shook my hand saying it was nothing.

“Thank you. I don't know what to call it. ”

I gave them the ordinary water I had.

"Take this. We have plenty of water."

The case takes a surprised glance at the water and bows.

“Thank you! Rest in peace. ”

Case went back as far as she could to see if we were nobles.

Damon confirms the tent is closed.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I can make water anytime. We can drink holy water. ”

I put my finger on the leather pocket.

When I summoned Holy Water using my holy power, the water flowed down my fingertips.

I looked at my fingers with the look of Damon being interesting.

“You're an angel. You created Yu from nothing! ”

“It's not that grand. ”

Tinya, who was next to you, was amazed. She looked at me for a while and said cautiously as if she was thinking of something.

“Angel.”

"Call me Allen. ”

"What? But I can't just call your name...”

"I don't care if there are mercenaries. I'm comfortable with that. ”

“So, Alan. ”

“I want you to take him out. Why? ”

I looked at her.

Somewhere, she kneels and bows, as if to do a great favor.

“A humble congregation invites you. Can you summon the skeleton? ”

I also changed my tone.

It was a very respectful attitude.

I flicked my finger because it was not a difficult request for me.

A sphere of skeleton crawls from the floor, engraved with runes.

She glares at the skeleton.

“Can I talk to you? ”

“Talk to Skeleton? ”

Tinya nods.

I've never heard you talk to a dead man before.

I thought of Skeleton and Blue Santa playing with the children in the temple.

Seeing that he is still young and curious, the sacred skeleton seems surprising.

“Suit yourself.”

“Thank you. This way, then...”

Tinya points to the edge of the tent.

Then Skeleton goes to the edge with Tinya.

When Tinya asks a question, Skeleton nods or shakes his head to communicate.

Damon stares at you for a moment, then bows his head to me.

“Thank you again. Thank you for saving Tinya and for saving us. ”

“I had no intention of saving you. You were there. ”

The Black Pantheon summoned me, and I destroyed them.

I said that and stared at Tinya indifferently.

She sparkles and asks Skeleton many questions.

Her long ears seem to stand up and go down to express her feelings.

It looked like a normal kid no matter how much I saw it.

“I thought you said she was a princess. ”

“Yes, it is. ”

Damon nods.

That said, I put out my tongue.

What would her reaction be if she knew I was the emperor of the Holy See?

I thought about what happened at the temple.

“Is the princess treating slavery? ”

Even the commanders who came to the temple ignored her.

If you look at it that way, it was hard to call her a princess.

Damon said with a bitter expression.

“Rahamma has over 100 children. ”

“100? How old is your wife? ”

“There is one queen. All that remains are slaves. ”

“He used the Demihuman to be a more powerful child. No, they're actually using it to make weapons for themselves. ”

There are over 100 children, and they're all children.

They say that if they are acknowledged by Rahamma through extreme training, they will be used as a "weapon" for him, and if they are not acknowledged, they will be thrown into slavery.

“And Tinya was not recognized by Lahamma. ”

Tinya said it was a sacrifice for the commander.

I felt bitter and heard what happened to Tinya from Damon.

Shortly after, you hear Case's words outside the tent.

“I've made food. Would you like some?”

“Oh, let's go out and eat together. I want to hear something. ”

Me and Damon came out of the tent.

Tinya has a crush on Skeleton.

I left her alone and intervened among the mercenaries surrounding the campfire.

You can see the mercenaries are nervous.

It is because Aslan commanders tend to be cruel and violent.

It wasn't a place to be in the mood, but I had urgent business as well.

I took the soup in the bowl and looked at Hans to clear the air.

They're still staring at me, doubting the skeleton I summoned.

“Did I say Hans? ”

Hans looked at me in surprise as I spoke to him.

“Yes, it is. ”

Hans nods. His shoulders sag as he looks at the mercenaries.

It was a cautious atmosphere for the mercenaries because they almost died from Hans' poison bomb and also acted to tempt me.

I felt curious about him.

An in-depth observation shows the nature of alchemy.

An item that can be used to craft a Magic Tool.

A job that uses neutral Mana to make magic tools or medicines that are used in sexual or magical powers.

Very interesting

“Mercenaries say he's a merchant and alchemist. ”

“Yes, it is. ”

“Good stuff. ”

Hans' eyes gleam with praise.

Your ears look thin.

I spoke in a manner that intimately raised him.

“Good stuff. I'd like to buy them, if that's okay. ”

“Of course! There are many things. The crystal sphere that poisons and detonates, the goggles that sense traps, and...”

Hans introduces them to their goods as if they were excited. After hearing it, there were a lot of useful things.

“I want to learn alchemy, too. Is that even possible?”

Hans flinches.

He looked at me and said,

“That's …. It's hard. Alchemy in my family forbids me from giving anything but children..."

"..."

"I'm... sorry!"

Hans falls facedown.

I've had my fill.

I didn't even want to learn by force.

This is more important than Alchemy. It's the current state of Aslan and the Holy See.

Enough chitchat. Let's get down to business.

I asked the mercenaries the most curious stories.

“What do you think the situation in this country is like now? ”

I asked a vague question.

If they see me as an Aslan aristocrat, they'd better respond to me.

The mercenaries are very nervous.

At the end of the silence, the case opened its mouth, sweating coldly.

“Of course, if you're referring to the war between Aslan and the Holy See, the Great Aslan is winning! ”

I was a little embarrassed by that. I thought maybe the Holy See was losing, but I could see that Case's words were according to the taste of the nobles.

Damon also listens with surprised eyes to Aslan's situation.

“I want you to tell me honestly. I'm curious. I just want to know what the people think. ”

The mercenaries noticed that.

Hans interrupts when silence passes.

“We're negotiating. ”

“Negotiate?”

I looked at Hans.

“As you know, Aslan holds the Crown Prince's mercy and the Crown Prince hostage. ”

You and Rose are being held hostage?

“Nevertheless, the people are struggling because they do not stop the invasion of the Holy See. Over five cities have already been burned and refugees have been created. The people must be blaming the king because the war is lost and the threats in Aslan are not working at all. ”

However, the threat will not work because of the nature of the Holy Father.

You won't give up the Crown Prince? We will invade.

Threaten to take the Crown Prince hostage? The city will burn.

Hurt the Crown Prince? The nobles' limbs will be torn and warned.

The Crown Prince is dying? No more negotiations.

It will not end until we have slaughtered the nobles and nobles of Aslan.

Aslan would have noticed that by now.

It's normal to send Rose with you to end the war. Still, no sign of him.

“It's doubtful they actually have the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince's mercy. Rumors are circulating among the people. ”

Hans' words let the mercenaries sweat.

His speech was a denial of Islam.

He doesn't notice and likes to hang out.

I let him be because he was comfortable for me.

“Oh, that's interesting. What kind of rumors?”

“In fact, the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince are missing. King Lahamma says he's trying to find them somehow to stop the Holy See. There's a lot of talk about being secretive, but if it were, there wouldn't be a rumor going around. ”

"Hmm."

If rumors are spreading to the people, is Aslan actively moving?

At this rate, it is likely that the Holy Father and Mother Conservatory will have noticed.

And that's why he's even crazier.

“I heard that the three Crown Prince and the seven Crown Prince, Oskar the Sword King, and the Crown Prince's mercy are all missing. The Supreme Court says that Aslan is looking for them. ”

The mercenaries glanced at me in Hans's light mouth.

Case sneaks up to Damon and whispers.

“Sir, you can ignore him. It's all nonsense...”

“It's okay. You look like you're having fun. Yeah, go ahead. ”

Hans' mouth lightens as I come out positive.

He said what he knew.

I was amazed the whole time I was listening to the story.

He's alive. The attitude towards the nobles and the light mouth seemed short no matter how much I looked at it.

Maybe he's lucky.

Hans stood up with excitement as I listened.

“Oh, and also, I have a portrait. ”

“Portrait?”

“Yes, the missing aristocrats, their portraits! ”

This time I had to be surprised.

“Of course, these are used by the nobles as carpets. It's not what it looks like. ”

Hans walks over to the wagon and picks up a portrait.

“A portrait made to blaspheme the Apocalypse. It was used as a carpet trampled by nobles. They're all silly pictures, but they look a little... huh? ”

I woke up from a raid.

So, what do we do now?

I walked to Hans.

Hans looks back at the portrait in his hand.

“Huh, huh? Huh?"

Hans is dumbfounded.

I put my hand on Hans' shoulder and pressed him. And I looked at the portrait he was holding.

“Oh, something's different from what I know. Actually, he's much more handsome than this. I don't know if I can compare this closer. ”

“Th-that's... ha, ha... really? ”

“No way. What? ”

I smiled at him.

Hans folds the portrait with trembling hands. The cold sweat stiffened, and I couldn't even look straight at me.

“Oh, it's nothing. I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything. So…!"

I knew he was lucky.

His mouth is light, his actions light. Yonke survived this brutal world.

But I guess that luck is over, too.

Hans' back casts a shadow.

The summoned skeletons grab Hans by the shoulders.

As the atmosphere becomes harsh, the mercenaries begin to evade the premises in an alarming manner.

“Can we talk slowly? ”

I laughed and laughed, and Hans grew pale.

Hans, who was sweating a lot, looked at me and said a word.

"Alchemy, can I teach you? ”

Fast transition is good. But it's already too late.

I shook my head.

“No, it's okay. ”

“Wait, wait! ”

He thought quite frankly.

You're looking for a way to live.

Even if he doesn't know it, he'll think it's dangerous this time.

He rolls his eyes and claps his hands, thinking of something.

“Oh, ho. Do you know of any treasure mountains with ancient ruins? ”

“Ancient ruins? ”

It was Damon who responded this time.

I glanced at him and turned my gaze to Hans.

“Yes! There are ancient ruins that appear to be dragon rare. ”

Hans picks up a piece of scale that's the size of a palm, scavenging from his arms.

“The Dragon Scale. ”

Hans swallowed a dry saliva and said to me,

“I'll tell you where it is."