Chapter 58

# 58

58. Mission Type Escort (2)

It’s simple.

During the defense mission on the 10th floor, the soldiers and cavalry NPCs who were on the friendly side could not observe us.

But these guys are clearly aware of us. As I approached, I sent the enemy’s young gaze. It meant that he was no ordinary NPC.

said Iolka, perplexed.

“Maybe I’m not your enemy, right?”

“It’s not impossible. Don’t worry. I didn’t kill him.”

“It looks like he’s half dead...”

Humongous hum.

Onlookers flocked to the skit that happened out of nowhere.

One of the witnesses began to explain while gesturing.

“Oh, well. The soldier suddenly collapsed with a nosebleed. What about the guy next to him! He hit his head against the wall on his own. Like this, like this!”

The bald man pretended to bang his head against the wall.

Thanks to the onlookers gathered, the road to the plaza became slightly quieter. I snatched the whistle from the soldier’s neck and threw it into the sewer.

“Let’s go. There’s no time.”

Cross the gate and enter the plaza.

In the square, people gather without a gap to step on. The surroundings were noisy from the tumult of hundreds of people. I listened to the voices.

“If you’ve ever touched your hand, you won’t have a wish.”

“I don’t believe it. You’re talking nonsense.”

“Who do you suspect? A bastard who’s been drinking all day.”

“What, you bastard? Do you want to die!”

“If you twist, attack me, old man. It’s been on my mind since before...”

Most of the words were useless, but there were words that came out over and over again.

‘He.’

They are referred to by pronouns, not names.

‘He’ seemed to be the cause of all these people gathering in the plaza.

‘There’s a high probability it’s him.’

In the middle of the square was a huge and splendid building like a castle.

“Is that the Hall of Silver?”

“yes.”

Its height alone is about 20m. The material of the building was white marble and the windows were stained glass of five colors. On top of the dome-shaped roof, there are statues of twin goddesses. Landscapes and patterns of unknown meaning were elaborately carved on the walls.

People’s eyes are focused on one point in the Silver Hall.

It was the terrace of a temple built at a height of 15 m.

“Wait a minute, brother. Who do you think is coming?”

Jenna pointed to the entrance to the terrace.

As the saying goes, someone is walking out. It was an elderly man in a white priestly robe. The old man took one look at the audience and then tapped the floor with his cane.

[Quiet everyone!]

A deep and dignified voice spread throughout the plaza.

The people who were making a fuss instantly became quiet.

Iolka murmured.

“It’s magic amplification.”

[The successor of the sun enters. Don’t make a fuss!]

‘I can’t afford it.’

I’m not here to tour.

Even now, the count was decreasing little by little.

“From now on, we will go inside the temple.”

“Inside the temple?”

“okay.”

It is not clear who the target of the escort is.

Not enough information gathered. But there was no time to hesitate. Now was the time to make a decision. If there is such an event on stage, the escort target is likely to be the main person of the event.

‘Decisions are quick.’

I turned my eyes to the entrance of the temple.

Soldiers in armor were lined up next to the gate with intaglio wings. They were strictly controlling who came in. Suddenly, I met eyes with one of the soldiers.

I drew my sword from its scabbard.

A look of astonishment flashed in the soldier’s eyes.

‘They can see us too.’

He approached the entrance with his sword hanging down.

Soldiers rushed in. The commander-in-chief stepped forward with a wary expression.

“What are you?”

“Move away. If you don’t want to be followed.”

“The temple is not allowed to enter! Is it heresy!”

“Heresy?”

“Yes. We serve the goddess...”

I kicked the plaster statue of the goddess next to me.

The goddess statue broke its back and was smashed with a spear.

“Is this heresy?”

“This crazy bastard! Kill him!”

I passed the article and continued up.

“Now, wait. I’m introducing myself... wait! Don’t ignore me!”

next to the handrail on the stairs.

I saw a cylindrical pillar on which an jar was placed. I kicked the pole and knocked it over. The pillar started rolling down the stairs with a clatter.

“Uh, Sibal, wait...!”

then went up

At the end of the spiral staircase was a long hallway.

The scenery of the plaza was reflected through the glass windows in the hallway. Take a look outside the square. Armed soldiers were gathering from all over the temple.

walked down the aisle

One of the many doors in the hallway opened.

“I...”

Bang!

I kicked hard at the door.

The half-open door slammed shut, colliding head-on with the knight trying to come out.

“Ouch!”

The knight grabbed his face and fell to the floor.

I run into the depths of the hallway. I ran into a few people along the way, but they passed me by with an ignorant face. Even inside the temple, it seemed that we were divided into those who could see us and those who couldn’t.

At the end of the corridor was a large and colorful garden.

Sunlight poured into the garden from a crack in the ceiling. At the end of the garden was the terrace seen from the square. A person’s shadow was visible through the curtains on the terrace.

‘It’s over there.’

Only about 3 minutes left.

There was no time.

When I opened the garden door and went inside, three knights appeared from the shadows of the trees. The knights looked at me with gloomy eyes and pressed down their face shields.

“Death to heretics.”

The knights slowly approached me with long swords.

It was a posture that received formal training in swordsmanship, which was different from the existing soldiers.

The shadows inside the terrace moved.

Another shadow, reminiscent of a priest’s robe, appeared on the curtains.

“Is it my turn now?”

“Yes, Princess. The people gathered in the square are waiting.”

“But what’s the fuss outside?”

“Looks like an intruder has invaded. Don’t worry, we’ll be repulsed soon.”

Two people across the terrace are having a conversation.

Among them, three knights surrounded me and approached. It was a pass without hesitation.

I took a deep breath and put strength into my right hand holding the sword.

“Suck!”

The knight in the middle breathed and stabbed his sword. block with a shield The two people next to me put in stabs with a time difference. Stepping to the right, he flicked the stab with his sword. The three immediately opened fire. The three swords harmonized and attacked me without invading their respective territory.

The blade of the sword grazes the cheek.

Streams of blood splattered and stained the leaves of the flower bed.

I rolled on the floor and swung my sword long after dodging two cuts. As if it was natural, the article blocked it. As I got up, I stepped on his right foot hard.

“...?!”

hooked

I spun my sword downward and drove the blade into his left foot. The article stumbled. He took the sword he was holding and slashed his throat. Then, he threw the bloody sword at the knight behind him. The knight took a few steps back and swung his sword at it.

I pull out the sword stuck in my foot again.

The knight in front struck me with three stabs like lightning. Deflect them all with a shield. Then, he thrust his sword into the gap in his face armor. Blood flowed from the gap in the faceplate. The guy collapsed as if toppled over.

One article left.

He straightened his longsword with both hands and took a jockeying ceremony.

I just laughed and ran out and cut his throat with my sword.

Everywhere in the garden was red with blood spurting from the corpses.

I swiped my sword away, wiping away the blood, and moved across the garden.

“Thank you for giving me a chance. I will not forget it.”

“Say no words. Even the goddess will be pleased.”

“Then I will go.”

I pulled back the curtains on the terrace.

In an instant, I opened my eyes narrowly in the pouring sunlight. The landscape of the terrace came into view through the half-narrowed field of view.

“...!”

Our eyes meet with the old priest standing inside the terrace. His wrinkled eyes widened in disbelief. The priest hurriedly raised his staff. However, the cane was pointed at someone heading towards the railing of the terrace, not at me.

Jet-black energy gathered at the tip of the staff and swirled.

I’ve seen it. A magic arrow used by the Black Priest on the 10th floor.

Denggung.

I blew the priest’s head straight.

Kiyiing!

The energy gathered at the tip of the staff broke the ceiling of the terrace and surged out. Only then did someone on the terrace turn around.

A girl in a white silver dress.

A golden crown was worn over flowing silver hair.

My age is estimated to be in my mid-teens. The girl looked at me and raised her voice as if embarrassed.

“That, who are you!”

I answered briefly.

“I don’t know.”