15 Episode XV: Clash (1)

Saint Knights Rhonias and Verdell, who departed from the Holy King Qualia.

The two had led a regiment of about fifty mercenaries who were well placed to sign a contract to the Great Curse Realm.

There are mercenaries and adventurers in this world.

All of the continent has yet to be investigated, and the continent of Idraggia is crawling with many dangerous creatures such as warcraft and beasts.

Inevitably, the demand for those who make battle their livelihood has increased and is treasured in various contexts, both public and private.

It was a group of such mercenaries that accompanied them this time.

Rather than in time of war, they have made a living from warcraft exorcisms and earlier surveys during national expansion, which were good for this survey.

This way we digest the itinerary smoothly together. But the problem arises naturally.

Verdell, a senior saint who was initially satisfied with the Saint Rhonias' high connectivity and ability to coordinate, is in a diagonal mood as his march into the woods progresses.

"Ahhh. Dahl. Why do I have to do this? Goddamn it, I'm home. It would have been hundreds of times better to hear the great shit in the middle."

"It must be because of the disturbances in Northern States. It shouldn't be strange if a slightly larger investigative team were to be formed. Nevertheless, this size is also a testament to the fact that we cannot afford that much quality"

"Uh, well, you know what?"

Verdell walks like a fluttering, heartfelt walker.

Wearing heavy knight armor but still certain of its footprint is something like the Holy Knight?

The constant power of irresistible workouts and their talent creates.

The head of the mercenary regiment who was accompanying them has joined the topic, seeing with varying eyes the power of knights who are said to work the same as hundreds of soldiers on their own.

"Is it a Northern state commotion, it has nothing to do with Shirah, but it looks like it's hard over there..."

"Hmm? Aren't you guys going? They're gonna get a pretty good paycheck...?

"Even if it pays well, it's a life-threatening species, well, it's pretty nasty, and half-baked like us, so it's tough on boulders."

"Well, you are. Mercenaries are just in a position to be used, and that's when the sense of crisis is high."

"Besides... there's gonna be witches in Northern States."

Language is coarse to each other. Rhonias sighs at the reward of dialogue that seems fitting but no longer knows which is the knight and which is the mercenary. But I find a word in it that I'm not used to hearing, and I hang it around my neck.

- Witch.

Certainly that's what the Mercenary Commander's man said. It is the first word he hears.

Is something happening in Northern states that you don't know about? I got interested, and he breaks into conversation, knowing he's gonna break his hip.

"Witch? Captain, what's that all about? I've never heard of it..."

"It's just a rumor..."

"Hey, don't! Don't even dare talk about such a stink!

"Su, suiyasu..."

"I just want to finish my investigation and say goodbye from this place."

Suddenly, Verdell soared.

It was common for a man in this mood to swing around like this from time to time, but it was too obvious.

Rhonias finds something suspicious about the word witch that Verdell dared block, but he shuts his mouth because he knew that even if he were forced to ask, he wouldn't get an answer back.

"As, well, the husband of the Holy Knight. Fortunately, there is a city near the Great Curse Realm, so let's just say you can drink there every night. Just don't be a wild boarding house. Come on."

"Huh!

"Sa, let's just get this spicy request over with and do the rest properly!

Apparently, Verdell's eclampsia will also subside due to the captain's presence.

But I don't know anything about the witch at heart. It is also impossible to ask the head of the delegation again on this occasion.

Ronias continues to be flushed into the atmosphere of the venue, feeling something more tangential.

"Is that okay with Rhonias' husband, too?

"Oh, oh... right"

What is a witch like?

Maybe the Saint Knight Verdell knows something?

The Holy Knight has great discrepancies in the information disclosed by its sequence.

It's not surprising that Verdell, unlike the lower classes, has been told top secret stories by the center...

"Oops! That's how I see the Great Curse Realm. It's the closest place to Qualia, but let's just investigate from around here!

"That's the Great Curse Realm..."

As the captain said, I saw a dark, gloomy forest in front of me.

The great curse world according to the pre-confirmed map is a vast forest, and investigating all of it will not materialize in time or personnel.

But a simple investigation would suffice. And if there's any anomaly, we're sending another massive investigation team.

It was the Holy Knight march for it, and so does Rhonias.

It's a mission that ends easily. But what happened... it looked like it was just a giant forest, but I get the illusion that it was some sort of creepy nest of monsters.

With a creepy sensation, Rhonias kept staring at the forest in front of him.

………

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"Everybody stop!

All stop walking by the decree of the Holy Knight Verdell.

The Great Curse realm widened in front of me, and it was precisely the arrowhead I was now consulting to start an investigation.

That and meeting with this and looking for a forest entrance that seemed good for entering, stopped the steps simultaneously in Verdell's words.

What do we have?

Everyone who realizes Verdell's gaze is heading into the woods turns to follow him ahead of his gaze.

Then I saw one shadow coming quietly from there.

"Is that...?

It was one girl.

White skin that even feels creepy, wavy dull ash hair.

I'm wearing worn out clothes made of hemp.

Red eyes give a sense of heterogeneity, and the situation makes a very strange impression.

"What a place, that's unusual. What do you think, Rhonias?"

"I heard about Dark Elves being banished from the El-Ner Spirit Covenant Coalition before. We had information that we were headed for the southern continent, so what about its survival?

"Huh, survival... hey"

Verdell throws up with her obviously suspicious eyes pointed.

Verdell is responsible for this responsibility. I decide to leave everything to him, confused as to what both Rhonias and the mercenary regiment should do.

Verdell was laying his arms together and staring at the girl.

Eventually he starts shouting who (or what) the girl has approached some distance.

"Hey! Daughter! Who are you? We need help in this forest, how did we get out of this great curse world!?

"... Oh, I see you with the Saint Knight of Qualia. I am one of the dark elves who fled to this forest. How did you get here this time?"

The first word is even normal.

Rin's voice is adorable on his back because of the impression he feels from his appearance, and his discomfort makes him distrustful.

Verdell quietly raises the question. It would have been the same if only the words had been heard, but the crude atmosphere lurked, and now it emitted a sharp atmosphere of stabbing.

"I can't answer why I'm here. It's confidential. Answer my question first, little girl. Why did you come out of the woods?

"............... there is no place for them to chase home and return to us. Cursed land is the only place of peace in this place where people don't lean."

"To live on purpose in a cursed land is a creepy thing.... Well, we are the Saint Knight of Qualia, as you say. I have business in the woods. Do you mind if I come in?

"I won't. Please don't go into the woods, Holy Knight."

"You, this is also an act recognized and justified by God. I'm not impressed with you saying no..."

"Hey, I'm talking to you, keep quiet, Rhonias!

"... Huh! Excuse me, Holy Knight Verdell."

Rhonias shook himself victoriously by Verdell's harsh scolding.

I do blame myself for pinching my mouth from the side, but do I ever need to be so reprimanded?

Either way, he and she are talking.

The man's priestly attitude was later firmly decided to report to the center, and Rhonias will quietly watch what happens next so as not to pinch an extra mouth.

A little girl turned her gaze to Rhonias. Then to the mercenary regiment.

Red eyes creepingly look over at them.

Is fulfillment really a dark elf?

I got my gaze on them. As everyone questions, the girl keeps her silence for a while.

Eventually you confirm that Rhonias is no longer on the subject, and the girl answers that question with an unemotional voice when she turns her gaze to Verdell again.

"It scares the dark elves who have escaped as well. We all made it through a hard and painful journey and have finally just gained a place of peace. Please have mercy..."

"We're at work, too. I'd like to go home if I could, but if it's an order from above, it doesn't work either..."

"I want you to understand that and give up going into the woods."

The girl's words are polite and thankful.

Except for its uncomfortable appearance, it could even be described as an ordinary plea.

But this forest is all cursed and the Great Curse Realm, and the girl in front of her is clearly a heterogeneous being who is not familiar with this occasion.

It is no exaggeration to say that something exists ahead of her that she rejects.

For example, yes - the catastrophe to which the Virgin has entrusted.

"What's in the woods?

"There is just a quiet peace. Nothing, nothing threatens you. Why are you so obsessed with these tiny, dim woods?

"Shit! We've been entrusted with disaster in this land. You can't go home saying you understand..."

"Ve, Master Verdell! This time my life is classified! Why did you tell that dark elf about the trust?!?

"You're a jerk! I told you to shut up, Rhonias! If I had to tell you, I would!

Speaking unexpectedly, Rhonias shuts his mouth by another fierce high.

Disclose the confidentiality of the country to those who are not allowed to do so. Were it to be enough to be considered for the blame of disloyalty, Verdell may have opened negotiations even though he was aware of it.

The fact is that for the first time at this time, the girl had a surprising colour on her inorganic expression, putting her hand on her mouth and showing a confusing trick.

"Is it a sacrament by the Virgin... The Holy Knight said he was afraid of the scourge... But there's nothing in this land that could harm you."

"Prove it with what?

"Prove it with words, nothing else."

"What's your way into the woods? Just a little. And we'll be convinced."

"Please don't"

"What are the chances that disaster will befall our country and its people?

"No. Rather, we are the ones who fear."

"You're so eloquent with the kid. I'm used to negotiating, and I'm too brave."

"On top of that, we will never harm you."

It is a grand tour.

I don't reveal who I am, I beg you to leave just to hope for peace.

Every human being on this occasion had already guessed that the girl was not just a dark elf.

No, that there is no such thing as a dark elf.

The more conversations you have, the more discomfort you get. And an evil sign that drifts creepy.

The Verdells have no way of knowing what the girl who drifts the scent of a pure demon thinks and refuses to enter this forest.

A girl would never say that either.

So Verdell made the decision and asked the last question to end this encounter.

"Is that something God can swear to?

"... let us swear by my God"

A girl who is not a man swore to God.

Verdell does not know whether it is fulfilled and our faith in God, or whether it is something else.

But he makes a moment of silence and eventually opens his eyes and tells his own companion.

"We're leaving."

"Become!!

Rhonias looked back at Verdell with a stunned look at the words he hadn't thought of.

The other person is clearly evil.

The Holy Knight in front of those who are avengers to God - and I never thought that the Holy Knight Verdell, who would also be seated in the upper ranks, would say such words, etc.

Isn't this as if you succumbed to evil and cowered?

Faithful, calm and prestigious Rhonias also roughs his voice on boulders for this.

"What are you thinking, Holy Knight Verdell! The person is clearly entangled in a heterogeneous atmosphere! What is it that you, the Holy Knight, cannot perceive the evil of him!?

"I don't know anything about evil. I'm going home. He said he wanted to live in peace, and I was convinced. That would be the end of it. Damn it, Dal, I'm hungry."

Verdell already seems to have cemented his resolve, stretching his back and loosening his body's dust in the same manner he did before he came here again.

Rhonias, who is in the midst of confusion along with the mercenary regiment, seemed unconvinced in the end, stuffed to Verdell.

"Are you telling me to miss the evil being!?

"I'm not talking about missing it or anything. There's nothing wrong with that, that's what we found."

"Suppose he was deceiving us! If it were to bring disaster to our Holy Kingdom, how would we take responsibility!

"Don't gaze at fear, Rhonias. I guess our doctrine starts with believing. Read the Bible. The unbelievers."

It was also pear debris in the words of Rhonias.

Verdell already seems to have cemented his resolve, and even Teco doesn't move.

Rhonias also knew so much about his personality as to say no on this journey that he gives up that persuasion in words is impossible.

So he cut the hand tag he kept hidden just in case.

"- You are suspected of kidnapping an innocent girl and committing prostitution. Didn't that evil girl fool you?

Wrinkles between Verdell's eyebrows revealed more discomfort as soon as possible.

"Are you stupid or what? You suspect me? That story doesn't matter this time in the first place. Don't make up stories from speculation in a way that's convenient to you. I'm gonna punch you."

This man is suspected of criminal activity. Having come to certainty from the unparalleled actions of the knights so far and their statements, and more importantly from that attitude of cowering in front of evil, Rhonias gives him guidance with the guidance of righteousness that lies within himself.

"Senior Saint Verdell. I'm afraid I'm taking you off this assignment because of your abandonment. From now on, I, the Holy Knight Rhonias, will take the investigation."

"What? Hey, you gotta be kidding me, too! How sighted are you from the top? That's why you're so inferior, right? You know what I mean?

"Sacred Knight Rhonias. Please don't be brief. Conflict creates nothing. We have words."

Verdell barely says anything to flatter even the girl who was still watching the change.

That wasn't good.

Too much was done to ignite the wrath and justice of Rhonias.

"Shut up, you evil one!

Rhonias pulls out his sword and sticks his sword at the girl.

The atmosphere on the ground has obviously changed.

The crack between Verdell and Rhonias becomes certain, and the problem that was about to end earlier swells up.

"Hey! Mercenaries! You guys stop this guy, too!

"I'm sorry, Master Verdell. We're hired by the Holy Knight, Rhonias, so no matter how much your boss says, you can't ask for your orders."

"Damn!

Here comes Verdell's reluctance to negotiate with the mercenary corps or handle affairs left everything to Rhonias.

No one agrees with him anymore. The only girl who was, but she's still being questioned, there's nothing she can do.

"The matter of the Holy Knight Verdell is fine later. You first. That evil sign. And the reason I was cursed and in the woods, I'm gonna have you uncovered without covering it up! Interrogation will take place in the King's capital to make him confess before God. Hey, mercenary! Tie this guy up!

Pickle and the girl react.

He shakes his head quietly with a troubled look and represents an attitude of rejection.

Most of all, that wish does not reach Rhonias. No, maybe from the beginning he wasn't going to listen to the girl.

The head of the mercenary regiment checks with Rhonias with his gaze.

Already they had sword-drawn and each had entered a combat posture.

Even though she looks just a girl, it's clear from the atmosphere that the other person is not already human.

It would definitely be a fight if it was resisted.

About fifty mercenary regiments and one girl. Overwhelming as a force of war.

But they don't know what happens to the devil.

"I don't care, do it! If you want to resist, you can only get somewhat abusive. Watch it, man!

"Hey! Stop it! Don't lay your hands on the irresistible!

Verdell screams.

But there is nothing to follow this man, who has already been stripped of his authority by Rhonias, and the words echo in vain and void.

Mercenaries circle around the girl and narrow the siege.

And...,

"Ha, is that a failure"

The girl took a small sigh.

"Chi! Damn it!!

"What!?

Rhonias couldn't understand what had happened to him.

An impact called Don, and an inverting vision.

For the first time with a blue sky on one side of his eyes, he realized he had fallen.

"Rhonias! Are you all right!?

"Yeah, yeah... but what?

"What is it? I know you said that! The Evil One! You'll see when you see it, you idiot! Get up!"

Byung Byung and his creepy tentacles over his head were in sight.

An odd object with a turgid epidermis and a tip like a jerk.

Bitchy and moving. A muscle cut on its surface.

Soon Verdell's sword tip, which he pulled out of his sword, is wet in purple.

Rhonias wakes up in a hurry, understanding that he was thrust by Verdell with an attack he could not recognize and that he was saved his life.

"Everything was going well around the corner, but it's not like life."

Ha and the girl looked to the ground and sighed loudly again, lifting her neck around and staring at this one.

"Hey! Mercenaries! Anyone! Let your country know about this! - A witch! The witch's out!

"Su, I'm sorry, Holy Knight... they're after the messenger"

A pitiful captain's voice echoes from behind, looking back and at the same time perceiving things.

The sight there is a messenger pierced from horse to horse by tentacles protruding from the ground.

The unknown mercenary man, who spat a large amount of blood from his mouth as he cramped with a vicissitude, eventually fell and lay on the ground making a dull noise as his tentacles returned to the ground.

If you look closely, the messenger was like the same as the horse used for the carriage.

I only procure horses at a minimum because I don't like to prepare the water and leaves that will be needed in large quantities on this itinerary.

The horses we have already prepared appear to have been wiped out, and they will have to do it on their own feet to communicate this event.

And I didn't even think the girl would allow me to escape or retreat.

The fact is, the tentacles that finished the role are shaking loosely behind her as if looking for new prey.

"Chi! You got an exact aim. Hey.

"Look, it's what you're looking for, isn't it? It's an evil manifestation, isn't it? The presence of the darkness that you wanted in God has appeared."

"Ve, Master Verdell..."

"Don't be a wolf, Rhonias. I just have to do it...... combat attitude! Don't let anything distract you! Risk your life!

Verdell's inspiration lights a fighting fire in everyone's eyes.

Everyone understood that there would be no tomorrow to not make it through this place, and they decided to be ready.

"Oh, you're going to face it, clergyman. How will the fool, who has made irrevocable choices with unnecessary prying and justice, be confronted with this scourge?

Her costume, made of loose hemp, begins to melt.

The phenomenon of starved malice spilling out of its body, as if it were flooded with sludge, occurs around the girl, eventually shaping her costume.

Black robe enclosed with darkness. Distorted ornaments including twists.

Eyes that make dull ash hair nauseous as if it were hell itself.

Several tentacles grew from her back and swayed loosely as if aiming for prey.

Red eyes captured them, and Sole snorted.

- Come on, pray.

"" God! Give me the power to defeat evil!

Verdell and Rhonias bring down the miracle of God at the same time.

A mercenary regiment leads an arrow to the bow and sets a target for the girl.

The girl grins miserably with Ni, and takes a step forward.

Atu the heroic sludge of Mynogura.

For the first time in this world she was about to wield that fierceness, with the king of ruin giving her full confidence.