Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 107



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Episode 107 Salt House (3)

“Are you the captain?”

“Oh, no. I am.”

Aidan was about to say something when he straightened his back when someone kicked him from behind. He soon made eye contact with the other sailors, realized what was going on, and nodded his head.

“My name is Aidan Verbeek of the ‘Intrepid Salmon’. May the tailwind be with you. “What brings you here, Bishop of the Code of Light?”

Aidan managed to regain his composure and speak with dignity. Although his body was soaked in sea water, his dignity was greatly reduced, but the way he spoke alongside the nobles did not go anywhere.

Isaac seemed to have a general idea of ​​the situation. There is no way that Aidan is the real captain, and since a high-ranking person suddenly comes from above, he has summoned someone who can entertain him without making a mistake. It seemed likely that a man named Hyannis was the real captain.

In fact, looking back on the conversation, I realized that Aidan was never the captain.

‘I didn’t know Aidan was on this ship… … Still, you’ve come to the right place.’

If Isaac’s goals and Juan’s goals were similar, it was no wonder that Aidan was on this ship. As expected, when Hyannis whispered something to Aidan, his face immediately became thoughtful.

“Are you talking about a monster? There seems to be some misunderstanding. Sailors sometimes mistakenly see large waves or whales in the sea… … .”

When Juan whispered Aidan’s words, the young priest delivered it with a humorous sneer.

“Then why are there so many ships anchored in this port? There must have been a situation where you couldn’t leave after entering the port. It is not the time for a typhoon, and the storms are not rough. “Isn’t it because of the monster?”

Aidan looked around as if he didn’t know what to say. Even though I tried not to make eye contact with Isaac, I couldn’t help but keep making eye contact with him.

Isaac decided to help Aidan a little.

“Bishop. “I have a quick question. Do you mind?”

Juan narrowed his eyes and then nodded. He stepped back for a moment with Isaac.

“If a monster really appeared, they would have asked for help, so there would be no reason to hide it, right? “Isn’t there a reason why they deny it like that?”

“Do not underestimate the intelligence power of the Heresy Inquisition. Sir Isacrea.”

Juan answered with a shallow smile.

“But you are right. What’s in the ocean off the coast is not a monster, but the ‘Drowned King’, the famous angel of the Salt Council. It’s in the records, but it hasn’t been seen in nearly 300 years. “But he made an appearance recently.”

“yes? “So you’re trying to subdue angels?”

Isaac wondered if Bishop Juan was dreaming something absurd because he had defeated the Prophet of Red Flesh.

The red-fleshed prophet was able to be driven out because he was a conspiratorial type, not a warrior, and fought in an advantageous battlefield, but other angels would have been unable to do so.

But even in the sea, dealing with an angel from the Salt Council that still has its original body?

Isaac had no such ignorant plan to commit suicide.

“Aren’t you conceited that you have defeated an angel? The Drowned King is different from the Prophet of Red Flesh. “You may not know if it crawls up onto land, but you must never touch it in the sea.”

Fortunately, Juan was not crazy. Even though I went so far as to sell Isaac, I first felt fortunate.

There was no need to push Juan into the sea.

“Then why did you come here?”

“I heard that the Drowned King demands something outrageous from his followers. So I heard that the ships are unable to leave and are stranded. “It is said that members of the Salt Council have gathered together and are having a meeting on whether or not to grant the Drowned King’s demands.”

Bishop Juan stroked his beard and continued.

“What kind of request are you talking about?”

“That’s not accurate. I’m so hissing… … What you conclude is none of our business. But the important thing is that I have come to give you this opportunity to give you advice on accepting gifts in moderation and handling them among yourselves. “The information has reached the church, so we can’t just sit still, can we?”

So, the port was blockaded because of the Angel of the Salt Council, and Bishop Juan came to extort money under the pretext of turning a blind eye to it.

It is the Salt Council that suffers from the blockade of the port, and it is the Salt Council that suffers when the Drowned King and the Code of Light clash, but it is the Salt Council that has to pay anyway.

“Of course, there’s no way the Salt Council will lend us a ship saying, ‘Okay then, please get rid of our angels,’ so we’ll have to pay a pretty penny. This is the secret to generating profit while reforming heretics. Do you understand?”

Juan taught Isaac seriously.

“Keep this in mind. “When heretics start to gather, it becomes an excuse to extort money without compunction for any reason!”

‘Do you even have a conscience to feel remorse?’

Isaac felt the urge to question, but was able to understand anyway.

Meanwhile, Hyannis and Aidan were also watching this direction, as if they had finished discussing something. Juan approached, assessing the cost to see how much they would have to call to get them to turn a blind eye.

As Juan approached, Aidan opened his mouth as if he had decided to do something.

“I don’t know how to repay you for this overwhelming favor, since you extend a helping hand even to wandering pagan believers. Bishop Juan.”

Aidan said, lowering his posture in a humble manner.

“If you don’t mind, how about we settle the conversation on board? I think we can express our ‘sincerity’ for the bishop’s grace.”

***

The ship was quite large, contrary to its appearance. However, perhaps because she had been docked for a long time without being able to leave the port, her luggage was strewn about.

Juan went to the captain’s cabin and was presented with luxurious alcohol and some ‘sincerity’.

While he was looking at the ‘gift’, Isaac went outside for a moment and looked at the boat.

The sailors were still busily moving their luggage, and they clearly looked nervous. Not long after Isaac walked on the deck, the person he had been waiting for appeared.

“I didn’t know you would come here first. “I was planning to contact you soon.”

“I didn’t know you were the captain either.”

Only then did Aidan shake the captain’s coat still draped over his shoulders as if it was a burden.

“Ah, um. As you may have noticed, I am not a captain. She was only staying for a moment to chat with the captain of this ship. “She won’t talk unless she’s sober, so she’s been drinking for days and I think her head is going to explode.”

“Hyannis?”

“Do you know? yes. you’re right. He is the captain of the ‘Brave Salmon’ and one of the members of the Salt Council.”

Since the Salt Council cannot receive oracles from God, its members decide important policies and doctrines. Of course, since the doctrine of God cannot be decided arbitrarily, decisions are made through meetings only when there is a serious conflict or confrontation, and even then, it is common for the conclusions to be drawn up with vague superstitions.

Perhaps because most of the lawmakers are captains or ship owners, they cannot escape superstitions.

“Then you must have shown me the holy relic.”

“Oh, yes! really… … “It was a functioning holy object.”

Aidan took something out of his pocket with a happy expression. It was a model of an elaborate small ship inside a clear glass bottle. It was a work of art and a sacred object that could only be created at the fingertips of a brazier craftsman.

[Hometown of the Castaway (Rare)]

[When you put seawater in a bottle, the boat-shaped bow always heads towards the place where the seawater was contained.]

It’s not a great item; it’s just a somewhat unusual compass that’s as practical as a radiance stone necklace. But what was important was that it was a sacred relic of the Salt Council and a ‘newly’ created sacred relic.

“As you said, I immersed it in sea water and recited a prayer, and the holy relic was completed. There was a story in the records that such a sacred object existed, but the production method was lost when the salt desert was created… … “It’s probably been almost a thousand years since this was created.”

The members of the Salt Council thirstily search for knowledge, relics, and relics of the past. For them, discovering the technology to create new sacred objects was an absolute joy.

Moreover, if it is knowledge that disappeared a thousand years ago.

“I’m glad it helped.”

Isaac felt lucky that he remembered his time playing as the Salt Council. Even though he was a Nephilim, he could not create a holy relic of another faith without any preparation. However, ‘The Castaway’s Hometown’ could have been created by a Salt Council believer with just a simple prayer.

And the fact that Isaac possessed this knowledge was enough to make the Salt Council greatly favor him.

Aidan looked at Isaac with envy or thirst. He seemed to be expecting something. Isaac felt pressure in those eyes and looked away.

The gray waters of the North Sea were rolling ominously.

“As long as the council work is completed and the relics are completed, that’s fine. What is the story of the North Sea monster? “That’s the story of the Drowned King, right?”

“… … yes.”

Aidan nodded with a somber expression. Isaac did it anyway, just in case. I wondered why Myungcheonsa, who should be sleeping right now, was awake, but there was no way to figure it out.

‘Is the butterfly effect caused by Carlsen Milter’s disappearance seriously distorting history?’

Isaac had no choice but to assume that.

“I heard that the Drowned King has asked the Salt Council for something difficult. What is it?”

“that… … “It’s difficult for me to say anything carelessly.”

Aidan usually obeys Isaac’s words, but he seemed to be reticent in this matter. Salt Council believers cannot lie, so if they are in a difficult situation, they choose to keep their mouths shut. It was not easy to get answers from Salt Council members who chose to keep quiet.

But the answer came from an unexpected direction.

“Let me tell you. “The Holy Grail Knight will get better.”

A man with gray-white hair appeared from a corner of the hallway.

It was Hyannis, the sailor, or rather the captain, who was dealing with Bishop Juan and Isaac earlier.

“The Drowned King is demanding human sacrifice from the Salt Council.”

***

Human sacrifice.

A living person is sacrificed and used as a ritual tool.

Because it can quickly satisfy faith, it was most commonly used as a way to demonstrate powerful rituals in the days when ancient faith was prevalent. However, it was also a custom that was strictly prohibited after the Nine Faiths came to dominate the world.

In other words, offering human sacrifices is one of the biggest differences between the ancient faith and the Nine Faiths. Although the Red Grail is cannibalistic, it is only used as food for pleasure and not as a sacrifice to the gods.

Of course, from the perspective of someone who has become a food ingredient, you might ask what’s different.

“Human sacrifice? “Really?”

However, if the Drowned King’s request for human sacrifice was real, it meant that he had reached his breaking point as an angel and was on the verge of corruption. In addition, there was a possibility that the entire Salt Council could degenerate to the level of ancient beliefs.

This meant that all faiths other than the Salt Council could be hostile to them.

“That’s right. The Drowned King demanded human sacrifices. Congress is still debating it. “I don’t know if it would be okay to disobey the angel’s orders.”

Hyannis’ face was full of fatigue as she said that.

Aidan, who was listening to the conversation, became thoughtful.

Revealing it to Isaac, who was ostensibly a member of the Code of Light, was tantamount to giving him an excuse to be attacked. Aidan wondered if Hyannis had dragged the bishop and Isaac into the ship to get rid of them.

But Isaac looked at Hyannis with a cold smile.

At that time, the boat started to roll loudly. The gray sea outside the window flowed slowly.

Isaac opened his mouth.

“You were dragged into this ship on purpose.”

“yes.”

Hyannis answered nervously.

“I cannot accept the Drowned King’s demands. Just in time, even the Code of Light came to help me exorcise that ‘monster’, so I can’t refuse help. Thank you for your cooperation. Holy Grail Knight.”