Chapter 297

My Villains Chapter 297

54. Paladin (5)

Cathedral Knight Sir Kabar led me to a small chapel next to the cathedral. The place of worship, which also served as an observatory or pavilion, gave a clear view of the rugged mountain range far below the cliff.

“I have something to check first.”

“Are you sure?” “yes.”

I was a bit suspicious of his polite attitude, but I didn’t have to bother.

I stared at him with the intention of telling him to continue, but Lord Kabar looked around and opened his mouth slowly.

“What Abel left for you. Do you know what it is?” Oh that’s it. When did you ask? Distributing equipment and persuading the mercenaries were important, but the most important thing was to decide what to do next.

So, for the past three days, I’ve been pondering what to do now.

Recalling the scenario, the goal of Chapter 5 was to help Saint Abel defend the Monastery of Setenniora. The messengers of the Dark World and the monsters he led were his main enemies.

The reality was a bit different. It was not demonic monsters that attacked the Holy Land, but the King of Death and his undead army. And Saint Abel was killed in that attack.

The most important goal of Saint Abel’s survival was not achieved, but the darkness covering the Holy Land was immediately removed. So maybe Chapter 5 is roughly over?

If you think of it this way, your next destination is as good as fixed. Now that Chapter 5, the case at Seteniora Monastery is over, we should move on to Chapter 6, The Royal Capital.

But this would lead to a serious error. Because of the boss in chapter 6. The ‘King of Murder’, who will aim to conquer the middle world after swallowing the capital with Magi, is stationed in the west with his army. By overcoming the attacks of the Undead and the Fishmen, and then dealing with the Elector Counts of neighboring empires, it is raising its reputation to the sky.

Yes, Ulkar, my lord and third prince of Milanol.

“...Sir Phoenix?”

“Oh sorry.”

Now that the scenario is wildly twisted, I now have to make a decision using the information given to me. And the most significant of all the information was what Saint Abel left for me.

“Abel... left me a dream.”

“indeed. It is according to your intuition.”

The middle-aged cathedral knight approached closely, unable to hide his excited expression.

“So what was your dream? Was it a revelation? Or a prophecy?”

...it’s embarrassing.

“It’s hard to say exactly. That original dream...isn’t it ambiguous and abstract?”

“Yes, it is. Whether it is a revelation or a prophecy, it would be difficult for an ordinary believer to understand its meaning. Let’s gather our wisdom. I will call all the priests together.”

“No no! No way.”

I continued my conversation calmly, holding back Lord Kabar, who was about to rush out of the chapel.

“I didn’t fully grasp the meaning of the dream, but I did know one thing.”

“What do you mean?”

“That the dream Abel-sama left behind is leading me somewhere.”

“’Leading’ means...

“The moment I had the dream, I could sense that Abel was trying to guide me somewhere. No, rather than noticing, I came to realize it as if it were natural... Well, it’s hard to explain.”

As I was evasive, as I expected, Lord Kabar muttered ‘Lord’ and crossed himself.

“I know very well sir. That bizarre sensation of knowing something even though you haven’t seen or heard it.” Lord Kabar’s eyes flashed like a slightly madman, and he put his hands together.

“It is a revelation. Abel left a revelation to you.”

W said,

“Although this was somewhat expected, it is also surprising. Not priests, monks, or cathedral knights, but Sir Phoenix, a knight of the world, to receive the revelation. Lord.”

The cathedral knight who crossed the cross again continued to speak.

“There will definitely be twists and turns. It’s the last insight of the Holy Son, or if I dare to guess... It must have been an arrangement handed down from above.”

Instead of speaking Katabuta, I stayed silent.

Arrangement handed down from above. that’s meaningful I hope not only this man but also other priests think the same way.

Sir Kabar, who wet his dry lips, quickly asked me a question as I kept my mouth shut.

“yes. It turns out that the Holy Son exchanged correspondence with the princess a couple of times. No wonder the saint was respected by the entire Kwangmyeong Church, regardless of denomination. You weren’t the kind of person who cared about relationships between denominations either.”

“What letter was it?”

“...It was a letter asking me to come here because I have an urgent matter to discuss.”

“Then, Princess Theodora was invited by the saint?”

“yes. That’s why we didn’t drive her and the paladins or the cavalry out of the Holy Land.”

It happened. I thought it was a little strange that they allowed me to stay in the monastery despite treating each other as heretics, but it turned out that it was because of the invitation left by Saint Abel.

“...It’s a bit surprising.”

“yes? What do you mean?”

“You’re saying that you obediently acknowledged that the letter was from the Holy Son, right?”

“I could tell at a glance that it was the saint’s handwriting. And,”

said Lord Kabar, his mouth stiffened.

“I showed rudeness to the Lord the other day, but that was just a matter of keeping quiet because it was the duty of a priest to communicate with outside religious groups. I am a cathedral knight and I am not one who can fool my conscience in the face of clear evidence.”

“Uh, I didn’t mean it that way...

but when I thought about it, I was right about that, so I blurted out the end of my words.

“...Back to the story, it is said that Princess Theodora asked the saint through a letter about the king of death, the army of the undead, the witch of hymn, and the fish-man army. They said they were suspicious that such a great disaster befell Middle-earth all at once.”

“Are you saying that the saint invited the princess to give you an answer?”

“That’s what the princess said. However, since I was unable to meet the saint due to an unfortunate death, the princess claims that he must have left something behind before he passed away.”

“Hmm.”

...this was unexpected.

Could it be that Abel was trying to leave a revelation for Princess Theodora, not for me?

“You revealed that you hadn’t left any will, but she persisted. In the end, the princess found out last night that Kyung met the saint right before his death.”

“Then...

” “I’m going to visit the sutra today. To ask if the Holy Son has not left any words.”

Only then did I understand why Lord Kabar asked me to speak.

“That was the point. To persuade Princess Theodora not to reveal the revelation left by the saint.”

“...yes, actually.”

Perhaps it was embarrassing to reveal the conflict between the cults, Lord Kabar added with a bitter smile.

“But now that I see it, I see that it is not necessary.”

“Why?”

“Lord Phoenix is upholding the revelation of the Holy Son as his calling. There would be no reason to speak to a princess who is a foreigner.”

uh no After the conversation with Lord Kabar, I went back to the common house, and as he said, Princess Theodora and the paladins came to visit me.

The princess asked for a conversation, so I pretended to be worried for a while and then let her into the room on the condition that she be alone.

“I heard that you watched the saint’s last days.”

Princess Theodora wore a surcoat over her everyday clothes instead of hard armor.

On top of the long and thick surcoat, she was wearing a pendant the size of a fist, and at first glance, the white light shimmering gave off an auspicious atmosphere. That must be the ‘savior’s pendant’.

“It just happened by chance.”

“The saint who revealed his first generation met a rising hero at the end of his life. Few would consider that meeting a coincidence.”

Princess Theodora gave off a mysterious aura thanks to her light blonde hair with white highlights and a white face that was even brighter than that. If it weren’t for the light green eyes full of warmth, you would have mistaken them for not being human.

“Eyes that hold secrets.”

She looked silently into my eyes. I didn’t feel the divine power, but it seemed as if someone was using some kind of power to look inside me.

“Tell me. What did he leave for you?”

I was silent for a while, then carefully opened my mouth.