Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 111



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Episode 111 Deep in the sea (4)

“Do you understand what the Drowned King said?”

Hyannis opened his eyes wide and asked again. Isaac nodded his head.

Hyanis stuttered as if speechless, but then managed to open her mouth. But his words didn’t come out. This was because a voice much louder than his echoed throughout the ship.

“Hiyanis!!”

When did we get this close? A ship much larger than the Brave Salmon came close to colliding with us.

On the boat, a woman was screaming loudly.

The boat seemed to pass by, but they all threw their hooks and immediately caught the brave salmon. The ship screamed as the crew pulled the rope together. Hiyanis frowned at the sight of him looking like he was pirating.

A bronze-skinned woman screaming jumped onto the deck. Her crew on the brave Salmon seemed to already know her well and did not stop her, but even sent her a greeting.

The woman ignored the sailors and approached Hyannis with her cutlass drawn.

“You bastard, stay right there! “I told you that if you mess around, I’ll definitely break your heart!”

“Holy Grail Knight, let me introduce you. “This is the Chairman of the Salt Council, Jenkos Hare.”

She was a fairly young woman who did not fit the position of chairman. But Isaac knew that her position was not something she had earned through vain efforts. She was someone who studied all kinds of academic subjects at the Imperial University, turned down offers to become graduate students, and sacrificed her life for exploration.

Isaac gave a light greeting. Yenkos seemed taken aback at being called a Holy Grail Knight. Hyannis deliberately made an introductory speech for Yenkos to listen. It means to be moderately self-respectful. You can’t talk about human sacrifice in front of the Holy Grail Knight.

In the end, Yenkos had no choice but to look dispirited, just as Hyannis had intended. She wheezed and tried to put out her hand, but then realized she was holding a cutlass in her right hand and put it back into her scabbard.

“Yenkos Hareyo.”

“This is Isaac Isacrea.”

Isaac was worried about his tone of voice, but he respected the chairman’s authority and treated him with respect. Yen Kos crossed his arms and glared Isaac up and down.

“So, the famous Holy Grail Knight, what brings you to this fishy sea? No, you probably saw that big thing earlier, so you can’t hide it. “Do you have any business for our angel?”

Yenkos looked nervous.

If Isaac knew about human sacrifice, it would be impossible to leave him alone, but it would also be burdensome to attack the Holy Grail Knight, who is at his peak in the Code of Light. Moreover, even Yenkos had seen him cutting up fishmen on the sea earlier, albeit from a distance.

Even if I decided to throw Isaac into the sea, it was clear that it would not be an easy process.

Isaac decided to ease her worries a bit.

“They say the Drowned King demanded human sacrifice.”

But before that, just a little tease.

As expected, Yenkos looked like the sky was falling.

Her eyes turned to Hyannis. Isaac continued before Yenkos split Hyannis’ head open with his cutlass.

“But I suspect it is actually a misunderstanding and not a request for human sacrifice. So she warned Captain Hyannis not to misbehave.”

“Misunderstanding?”

Yenkos looked like someone who had been thrown into the deep sea and then pulled out. It was fun to watch her emotional ups and downs, but now it was her turn to be bombarded with intensive questions.

“Wait a misunderstanding. So do you know what the Drowned King said? We only recently finished the analysis, right? In what context do you assume those words were a misunderstanding? “Is this the position of the Code of Light, or is it your personal position as a Holy Grail Knight?”

Hyannis also seemed very curious about that question. Isaac answered the question by summarizing it into one question.

“I can understand what the Drowned King said. “Let’s talk.”

“You can understand archaic language?”

Isaac reacted to Yenkos’ incredulous words.

“Because I have studied archaic language.”

“No, if you’re reading it, isn’t it strange that you can understand it by studying archaic language?”

“Didn’t Chairman Yenkos also interpret the Drowned King’s words?”

“That’s right, it’s not a conversation, it’s an interpretation! Reading letters is something I can read, write, and do in real time. Because the way we read letters does not change even after hundreds or thousands of years. However, if you speak with a pronunciation or accent from a thousand years ago, understanding it can only be guessed unless you were a person from a thousand years ago!”

Isaac seemed to know what I meant.

Even people 50 years ago had a different way of speaking than they do now. The way people spoke during the Joseon Dynasty would be completely different from the way people spoke during the time when Isaac lived. What if it was a language spoken by angels a thousand years ago?

In other words, Isaac was probably the only person, other than angels, who could understand archaic words right away. In the end, Isaac chose to cover himself with mysticism instead of covering things up.

“There were circumstances for that. “That situation isn’t that important, is it?”

All you have to do is show it in front of your eyes anyway. However, trust in Isaac was an issue.

Because you won’t be able to check in real time whether Isaac is telling the truth or not.

But Yenkos could not argue further.

If, just by chance, Isaac can communicate with angels and provide interpretation, they may be able to ‘converse’ like priests of other faiths, rather than hearing one-sided revelations as they always have up to this point.

When Yenkos looked like he was going to fall over, Isaac decided to throw another piece of cake.

“There’s something the Drowned King said earlier, so let’s translate that first. “I think everyone has heard that.”

Hyannis and Yenkos nodded. The voice was so loud that even Yenkos, who was far away, heard it.

“When he released the fishmen, he said they were pitiful people. Find out what the original text was from Captain Hyanis and her crew.”

Isaac was about to leave those words and asked as if something suddenly occurred to him.

“But do you happen to know why the Drowned King said that?”

***

Poor people.

This was what the angel said, referring to the fishmen who were no different from monsters.

Isaac was very concerned about that fact.

The Drowned King was not as kind or generous an angel as his ugly name suggested. Even more so if the opponent is a monster rather than a human.

When the Salt Council formed a great empire in the past, it could be said that the reason they had such influence was thanks to the heinous actions of the Drowned King.

‘Is it a sense of homogeneity? ‘Because you feel sympathy with the fish people?’

When Isaac asked Yenkos why the fishmen were pitiful people, she answered:

The fishmen are said to be a type of people who were once humans who developed gills and webbed feet through the power of an ancient god. They lived underwater and developed their own civilization, but since the era of the Code of Light, they have continued to decline and are now monsters with whom even communication is impossible.

The Fish Man and the Salt Council had the most similar history in the entire world, yet they loathed each other.

The Drowned King may have felt a sense of kinship with this similar history.

The Salt Council was falling apart, and although he might not become a monster like the Fishman, it was almost certain that he would live without God for the rest of his life.

Squeak.

When I opened the door, the young priest sitting in the guest room jumped up. He was holding a dagger with an expression full of fear. Isaac wondered why he was doing that and realized that he was misunderstanding something about the boat outside.

“They didn’t come to catch us. “Put away the knife.”

After confirming that the opponent was Isaac, the young priest sat down with relief and put down his sword. Isaac wondered what the story was about this young priest who took over as the ‘voice’ for Bishop Juan.

But now Bishop Juan came first.

“Bishop.”

Bishop Juan was lying on the bed with his back turned. The sight of him briskly lecturing on ‘how to make money’ as he came down the hill was nowhere to be seen.

‘Do I get seasick?’

“Do you think I’m pathetic too?”

Isaac was wondering what he was talking about and then remembered what he had not used earlier when he was asked to perform a miracle.

Juan, who was left on the boat while Isaac was running wild, must have felt a sense of inadequacy or defeat. After all, everyone seemed to be expecting a miracle from the bishop.

Isaac wasn’t really paying much attention, but when he looked so depressed, I wondered if there was something wrong.

I only learned this after coming to this world, but surprisingly, failure to activate miracles was as common as erectile dysfunction. The more powerful the miracle, the more so. It may be that your faith has been shaken, or there may be something ugly about you. Wasn’t there a time when, even with Hezabel’s precious blood, she couldn’t use miracles at will?

But soon Isaac realized that Juan had not even memorized the prayer.

“Bishop Juan, are you not able to perform a miracle?”

Bishop Juan’s shoulders trembled. However, he soon seemed to have made up his mind and gathered himself up and sat down straight away.

“… … There’s no room for excuses. okay.”

A bishop who couldn’t use miracles left Isaac speechless.

The bishop is the highest-ranking priest, one of only 10 among the numerous priests in the Code of Light. As it was the second highest position after the Pope, powerful miracles and grace were guaranteed.

“They say I’m grade-blind, and that’s a really accurate description. “Isn’t that right?”

Isaac couldn’t help but be embarrassed. What did he make of the key of Ru ad-Din that was made to him? Wasn’t that also a kind of miracle?

“Well, then… … .”

“You mean the Ruad Din key? That’s a different kind of miracle. All Swords of Judgment are disguised to protect their users so that the Light of Heaven is not revealed without permission. Then, only those who are qualified can twist the flaws and reveal a little bit of their light.”

Juan explained, seeming to recognize Isaac’s embarrassment. The explanation was that changing the Sword of Judgment into the Ruad Din Key was a matter of qualifications, not ability. Of course, Juan, as a bishop, was qualified.

Juan gently rubbed his fingers against the candlestick at the head of the bed. Without even saying a prayer, a flame rose naturally and the candle caught fire. It’s not that he couldn’t use miracles at all, but it seemed like he couldn’t use powerful high-level miracles.

“At my level, most of the necessary miracles were taken care of by the acolytes, and I didn’t even have to lift a finger and no one questioned me. Other bishops are sometimes dispatched to battlefields or disaster areas… … “I used to take on more important matters.”

Isaac could see why Juan was so focused on ‘political’ things like making money and being designated as an adult.

That was the only place left where he could prove his ‘necessity’. He would naturally be criticized, but Juan had no choice but to cling even harder to prove that he was needed in the Code of Light.

‘Wait a minute, then this person is useless now.’

To be honest, the old grandfather’s self-discovery and retirement issues were none of Isaac’s business.

The problem was that Bishop Juan, who Isaac thought was a strong(?) force, had become an incompetent grandfather. It was an unexpected variable in a situation where sailors who might throw themselves in the middle of the sea in an emergency and the biggest angel in the world were in front of them.

“… … I don’t know why the Code of Light took its miracles away from me. Even though I am corrupted, the same goes for other priests, and without me, the organization would have a difficult time surviving… … .”

“Wait. Bishop. “Have you told others about this?”

“Yes? Oh no. For now, we’re the only ones in this room.”

Isaac looked back at the young priest. He seemed like a loud-mouthed child, so I wasn’t worried about him.

“For now, please continue to be quiet. “The fact that a bishop has become an incompetent person in the midst of a heresy is not beneficial.”

“What, incompetent?!”

Oops. Isaac realized that he had expressed his true feelings without realizing it and quickly corrected himself. He patted Juan on the shoulder and whispered.

“I will pass it off as because of seasickness. Since you can’t show the mighty power of the Code of Light just by catching fish, you can let me, the hound, hunt you. Actually, that’s true! “Is it right for the bishop to have a hand in this kind of fishy business?”

“So, uh, is that so?”

“At a time like this, even if you could use a miracle, it would be right not to use it. Please continue to demonstrate the authority of a Bishop of the Code of Light. “Now is the time we need you.”

Juan looked bewildered by Isaac’s eloquence. However, Isaac’s charisma shined through even at this moment.

The words of the Holy Grail Knight, respected by all and respected by the sailors, gave Juan a strange power.

Juan asked timidly.

“Is that really true?”

“of course! If a bishop faints in front of an angel or the Pope, he should faint in front of these bastards?! “They are the ones who brought us here in the first place!”

“fit… … all! “That too!”

“That’s right! “The bishop is the best!”

***

‘It’s hard.’

It was not easy emotionally to take care of an elderly person who was almost 70 years old. But it was necessary work.

Isaac stepped onto the deck, feeling even more tired than when he was chopping up fishmen.

Now he had to deal with someone older than a seventy-year-old man.

It is approximately at least 930 years old.

“Drowned King, let’s talk.”

Isaac opened his mouth, making eye contact with the Drowned King, whose ultramarine blue eyes were shining above the surface of the water.