blueteamnovel Chapter 712
Chapter 712
episode 712 the unanswered kingdom (5)
a dark mountain where not even merchants go.
a group of people moved quietly, hiding their presence.
a bandit-like man with a huge scar on one side of his face complained.
“how long do i have to hide like a mouse like this? me really i hope you can quickly sweep it up and come out.”
the young man in front of him sighed coldly.
“the most important thing in a group is order. there is no dissatisfaction.”
“sheesh. that sound again. who can stop us in such a small capital?”
“i don’t know anything like that. it was just an order coming down from the top. and we follow directions.”
as if there was no need for disagreement, the young man turned his head quickly.
he has a really tight personality.
the man let out a sob.
‘this bastard. as if he was proud because he had a higher number than me.’
the name given to 100 people who grew up in the black room and survived after penance.
the number 73 on the young man’s chest caught my eye.
on the other hand, his own number was only 91.
it was safe to say that it was already the end beyond the halfway point.
a number is also a name, but it is also like a proof plaque that represents one’s own strength.
the lower number dared to obey the higher number.
ninety-one clenched his fists.
‘let’s see. someday i’ll make you crawl under my feet.’
looking at him with a sinister smile, seventy-three sighed.
if you look at his painted face, you can clearly see what he is thinking.
‘a fool.’
ninety days do not know.
the number was not only a measure of strength, but also a measure of the original talent a person possessed.
even he, a 73-year-old, feels a wall when he sees other people in their 60s, but he is so stunned that he tries to overcome himself at a topic that is only about 90 days old.
let’s raise a hypocrisy somewhere.
it was clear that he would be removed from the 80s before he even stepped forward.
‘...i’ll bear with it for now.’
the usual ugliness.
disrespectful attempts to overthrow superiors will be severely punished when the time comes.
in no time, the group led by seventy-three crossed the mountain range and arrived at the outskirts of the capital.
when they bought clothes from a nearby village and put them on, they looked like novice merchants.
seventy-three grabbed a passer-by and started talking.
“excuse me, but i’ll ask for directions.”
“yes? please.”
“isn’t there a temple or something around here?”
at the word temple, the passer-by glanced at the seventy-three.
judging by his attire, he appears to be a low-end merchant of an unknown store.
the only temple around here is the demonic church.
a passer-by asked with a bit of caution.
“why are you looking for the demonic cult?”
“nothing. i set up a business meeting of my own, but i was thinking of praying to a god close to me.”
as he spoke and smiled kindly, the passer-by soon erased his vigilance.
he answered with a smile.
“the demonic church is over that hill. it’s quite a large temple, so you won’t have any trouble finding it. please do your best.”
“ha ha ha. thank you. if the business goes well, i will come to repay you.”
“just hearing that makes me feel good. ha ha ha ha ha.”
after exchanging a brief joke, they passed each other.
as soon as the gaze of the passerby left, the expression of the seventy-three who had been laughing and smiling returned to normal.
“egg plant.”
to hide their identity, they headed for the temple, pulling a mountain cart.
convert those runes into sentences and draw them?
this was in line with the voice that he was going to change all the runes he had engraved on his head.
and mix it up again.
when the imagination that has been stable is mixed with other things and becomes unstable.
and if he were to manifest magic in that state.
the mana rod will be twisted in an instant and the caster will become a crippled person.
what ray was doing now was an act of suicide for wizards.
maybe ten minutes had passed.
a magic tool that spews mana from his hand was quickly completed.
“hey, i made it, but it looks really pretty.”
i gently sweep the wooden magic tool i made.
you have beautiful skin too, my baby!
just as dwarves have an attachment to arms, ray was also unknowingly becoming like them.
while rubbing his cheek, he immediately put the magic tool down on the floor.
“your name will be tdubug from now on.”
let’s blow mana into the magic tool for the first time.
the magic tool that received life let out a pleasant resonance.
whoa-!
a deep sound with a sense of grandeur.
the corner of ray’s mouth went up with the heart of a father who heard his father for the first time from his child.
“hehehe.”
it was a smile that others could mistake for a pervert with an abnormality.
around the time i was looking at the magic tool that was breathing for the first time as if it were cute.
deeng-! deeng-!
the bell rang a couple of times announcing the arrival of guests.
“who is it?”
there’s no way the priest who went to the royal castle has already returned.
did a believer come?
ray put the magic tool on the desk and went out to the temple gate.
when i opened the old but antique door, there stood two men who looked like fledgling merchants.
one was a nobleman who seemed to have never gone uphill, and the other was a man with a face more suited to a bandit than a merchant.
‘can i be an escort of the upper lord?’
if you just look at the momentum you feel, they are people who seem to be quite on the move.
ray asked, puzzled.
“who are you?”
then the nobleman smiled and opened his mouth.
“excuse me. i want to pray to god...”
at his words, ray nodded as if that were the case.
what was it, an ordinary believer?
but in front of it, it will be full of the smell of blood?
“did you make a sacrifice to the devil? the bloody smell vibrates.”
“iced coffee.”
at the man’s words, ray nodded again, saying yes.
certainly, the demonic church periodically catches animals and makes offerings to them.
the smell of blood was not a reason why believers could not come.
ray tried to get them inside and fell into deep thought.
‘wait. what will the demonic church do when a believer comes?’
since it is a temple dedicated to demons, the example will also be different from other temples.
just looking at offering sacrifices, there was no custom in the holy land of catching and killing animals.
ray, who was worried in front of the door, thought nothing of it.
well, all religions are there.
if you look closely, isn’t the demonic religion derived from the only religion, the holy kingdom?
“come inside.”
he personally guided the fighters in the black room into the temple.