Chapter 305

Episode 305 Evidence (10)

“However, as you said, the lack of verification is definitely a problem. I’m the kind of person who doesn’t really care if you control a real demon or if the demon is playing two personalities, so I’ll just ignore it, but that’s definitely not going to work in a temple.”

The Meister’s satisfied expression did not last long. The person who fixed his expression with a straight face gave me a valid point.

“Or is the hero who cries that he can’t kill you trying to convince the temple?”

“Well...”

However, that point was something I had also thought about. It is possible to make excuses verbally, but it is impossible to provide actual physical evidence. A contract is not something that appears on the outside.

“If there is no evidence yet, let’s pass it on. Why didn’t the original owner tell the truth to you who lost your memory? “If he had opened his mouth, you wouldn’t have to worry about the truth.”

While I was silent because I couldn’t find a good solution, Meister asked another question. There seemed to be a glimpse of a desire to satisfy all curiosities before the Inquisitor or others returned.

“...Thanks to the devil’s work, they were unable to contact me. “He said that every time he told me something, it ended up being harmful to me, so I had no choice but to remain silent.”

“Wow, that sucks.”

Meister gave a simple and straightforward response to all my explanations.

“yes.”

I didn’t deny it. It was pitiful that Faust was pitiful, and the development of all these events was pitiful.

Damn it, if she had explained it to me and brought me here, I wouldn’t have accumulated such dark history....

“Oh, right. Then, did your grandfather say that you were not qualified purely because you were a descended soul?...”

“Why is your expression like that?”

“No, it’s not that I don’t understand it... I just think there’s something strangely missing. “Grandpa, I’m not the kind of person who will back away simply because you’re a spirit that has been coerced, that is, a third-party spirit.”

...There are some distortions, but there are no other circumstances other than this. All Cheongsanho knows more is that I am a soul from another world and was brought in out of nowhere. is not it? Is there something else you noticed?

“I can’t guess anything more than this.”

I tried to gauge Cheongsanho’s state of mind, but I couldn’t figure it out at all, so I gave up. It wasn’t that important anyway. Considering that he only told his grandson, ‘I didn’t catch him because he wasn’t qualified,’ it seems like he’s keeping the secret as promised.

“okay.”

Anyway, Meister took a step back due to my attitude. At least he seemed to realize that I had nothing to report.

There was a moment of silence between me and the meister who was contemplating a question.

“...So what do we do now? Now that you know that it is a spirit that has been captured, are you going to undo the magic?”

“I’ve already found a way to solve it.”

“Does it seem difficult?”

As always, Meister read several facts from my words and skipped several sentences. Recognizing that the word ‘found’ meant ‘it cannot be solved right away,’ they asked for the difficulty level.

“Or will the devil become a problem if I solve it?”

“That’s not it. If the code is resolved properly... the devil will no longer be a problem.”

However, I don’t think the devil will be a problem as long as the contract is more than enough money. There is a possibility that it will be a shameful death for the face that was lost before, but it will be difficult for the devil itself to make an accident and attack like he is doing now.

So the devil is not the problem. The devil isn’t the only problem.

“...I just want to apologize. “The trouble I have caused to people because my memory is not perfect.”

The question was how to spend the next nine years or anything else.

“...Isn’t that something you should apologize for?”

“Just because it is unintentional does not make a mistake not a mistake. Also, it is right to correct a mistake as soon as it becomes known, or show the will to correct it if it cannot be corrected. “It is for that reason alone that I wish to apologize.”

If human nature through concepts can be excused on the grounds that it is not intentional, then that logic should also be applied to Faust. I was foolish and made a mistake in signing the contract, but it wasn’t like he was intentionally trying to screw me over.

But could anyone shout to Faust, ‘It was not intentional, so it is not a sin’?

My decision to give that child a chance and him being found not guilty are two different things. Just as intentionality and victimization can exist separately.

In other words, even if it was not your intention, you must apologize if you became a victim. Therefore, I also apologize. Rules should not vary depending on the depth or shallowness of the sin.

“I live in a tiring world. “Whatever.”

[...This crazy bastard. Really?]

I don’t think this is living tiredly, but living for granted. I slowly opened my eyelids at the meister’s indifferent reaction and the devil’s words echoing in my head.

“So, I want to ask you for help.”

“what?”

“Didn’t you say it earlier? “If there is no basis to persuade the temple, there will be problems.”

“...Can you find the evidence together?”

“okay.”

For your information, this is also the reason I confessed to Meister first. In order to solve the damn concept, I had to find physical evidence, but it was too difficult for me alone.

“First of all, are you sure you are properly controlling the demon?”

“Me. “I’m so happy.”

A priest who was treating the soldiers came running out in surprise, but he could not easily speak. Sniff. No matter how much I ate, the snot that kept coming out stretched past my lips and onto my chin.

The priest was embarrassed and didn’t know what to do, but then he handed over his collar.

“It’s okay if you missed the devil ....”

“Huh.”

If I’m crying because I missed the devil, I’m crying because I would have been able to see them at least. She burst into tears again at the priest’s words.

“It wasn’t Saenim, it was just a crybaby.”

Deathbringer, who was taking care of the horse next to him, shook his head.

“Okay, we need a wizard who can use healing magic right away.”

“How can they find it?...”

“Oh, let’s find it because we need it! Where are you! “We need to take as many as possible.”

Even if you say you’re treating a demon knight, no one will volunteer. Before that, we have to figure out how to get the job done before Daniel Kondae comes. Taking those two facts into consideration, Deathbringer simply made a request as if scolding him.

The expressions on the faces of the people in the command hierarchy who were running to understand the situation became subtle.

“There are many people here who urgently need treatment from a wizard. This is especially true because most of the priests are working to purify the plague. “If you don’t clearly state the reason, even a request from a warrior is a bit difficult.”

“Oh, it’s really frustrating....”

“Go ahead. “I’m going to take a deep breath.”

However, there is a talent here who can end the manpower shortage only by treating or purifying those who do not harbor demonic energy.

“I’m going to take a deep breath.”

Instead of calling himself a tinkerer, the Inquisitor requested that the remaining manpower be dispatched. It was not an impossible request.

If the Inquisitor did his best, one-third of the wounded soldiers in this city could be treated. There was no need to mention simple purification. If she left treating people aside, purifying the entire city wasn’t an impossible task for her.

“If you do this, report it to your superiors first...”

However, although the people in this position right now were in the hierarchy, they were not at the top. They asked for time, making demands they could not decide on. Deathbringer’s face turned red.

“I don’t have time for that now!”

“What’s going on!”

Fortunately, the person who had the power to make the decision came running before the Deathbringer exploded. More specifically, it came limping, supported by a person.

It was the owner of Soseong who gave them the horse.

“You...”

Maybe it was because he was face to face when he asked him to speak out, but So Seong-ju immediately recognized the Deathbringer. 『I will bring back the person who was hanging on the body of the Great Devil.』 Perhaps because of the last words he left, he was seen constantly looking to the side or behind the Deathbringer.

“he is? Where is he? Did you bring him here?”

“Not yet. “We found him, but his injuries are so severe that we need someone to treat him.”

“Injured...?”

“You can’t be a priest. We need a wizard capable of healing magic.”

Hearing the Deathbringer’s further explanation, So Seong-ju opened his mouth with a pale complexion.

“Then immediately find someone—”

“Lord Soseong.”

However, the moment the person supporting So Seong-ju called him softly, So Seong-ju, who was about to give permission, fell silent again. It was the knee-jerk reaction of someone who has been criticized for his entire life.

“You shouldn’t judge emotionally.”

“But Sir Topaz.”

“Are you making a rational decision now?”

“That’s...”

It’s annoying to catch a pod, but it’s not something that a knight can’t say. Regardless of who you are helping, recruiting human resources from the city is something that needs to be done with careful consideration.

However, in front of that criticism, Soseongju especially trembled. The article did not use an aggressive tone nor did it seem like it was an attempt to criticize the article.

His crumpled brow and distorted eyes were shaking pitifully as if they would break at any moment.

“The vacancy of the wizards will be filled by San warriors.”

However, to Deathbringer, the state of Soseongju was not very important. The permission I got from him was actually more important.

“So don’t worry about lack of manpower—”

“What do you mean?”

So he spoke as if urging, and a new fighter appeared in the ring. One arm is missing and the temple’s pattern is clear even though it is stained. He was not at least an ordinary level priest.

“Who are you saying you’re sending a wizard to save?”

Sigh. He was prepared, but the Inquisitor held his breath at the church’s persistent question.