Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 122



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Episode 122 Urbansus (2)

Lighthouse keeper Ruad Din.

He is a famous angel who made the Code of Light the most powerful religion in the world and still wields great power. He was in front of me.

Around Ruad Din, crowds of people who could not tell whether they were his followers or refugees were standing around watching the boats.

The flame he was lighting was burning as high as the tall trees around him, but he could tell at a glance that there was no heat. This was because refugees were crowded around him.

“There’s a guy over there who’s a little angry.”

At that time, the voice of Amundalas was heard.

Isaac soon discovered that Amundalas was standing right next to him. However, she was neither buried in salt nor skinny from salt, but rather a seasoned veteran naval officer with tanned, bronze skin.

“Can you guess why that man is angry?”

On the other hand, Isaac was acting like a low-ranking sailor. Isaac fiddled awkwardly with the handle of his spear in his hand, and then he said:

“Because you agreed to give Ruad Din and those refugees a ride, but you didn’t?”

“exactly. The author has already paid a lot of money. Now we can’t come and get another ship. Moreover, there are a lot of villains chasing them from behind.”

Amundalas faced Ruad-Din with his arms crossed. Even though she was seeing her archenemy who destroyed her church so vividly, she seemed refreshed and had no twisted reaction.

Just like the day a tragedy occurred.

Ruad-Din gazed at the sky and began to pray. Then, all the refugees around them began to kneel or bow down and pray.

The sailors on the ship all laughed or snorted as they watched the scene.

‘I guess miracles weren’t common in this era, right?’

If even a priest, not a bishop, had been praying like that in Isaac’s time, the soldiers would have been hysterical and pulling their bowstrings, or our priests would have been asking what they were doing without even using a miracle.

There is nothing to say about someone who has such a distinct Eucharist. It’s lucky if you don’t fall into despair.

However, these sailors seemed to have no idea what was going to happen in the future.

Suddenly, Ruad-Din took out a dagger and cut a wound on his palm. At that moment, flames came out of his body with fierce force.

Isaac and the sailors held their breath when they saw that.

The blazing flame quickly settled over the port city and became the sun.

Isaac felt as if he was momentarily blinded by the heat and brightness. Is this what it would feel like to see the sun right in front of you? His whole body shriveled as his skin turned bright red. As if Isaac wasn’t the only one feeling this pain, everyone around him was screaming and shaking.

Suddenly all the pain stopped.

The sun didn’t disappear. Isaac noticed that Amundalas had blocked Isaac’s senses. Not to protect Isaac, but to make him see this tragedy straight in the eyes.

Amundalas raised his hand and spread a curtain of water. But even that bubbled and boiled and then dried up. Everyone was busy running away to find shade, and the sailors, who were blind, couldn’t even run away.

It was hell everywhere.

And that hell was much more terrible, longer and cruel than being burned at the stake.

It was vaguely weak to burn to death, and too hot to survive. The sea was bubbling and boiling under the blazing heat. The ship carrying the oil exploded, sending a rain of oil all around her.

I thought this would be harmful to the refugees, but the light was only directed to the sea.

There was such a difference in the amount of light that even with the same sun on one’s head, Ruad Din and its surroundings seemed to be in shadow.

“Look, Isaac. “It is the site of the first historical massacre created by a prophet who appeared on this earth with truth and order.”

Isaac was horrified by the tragedy, but honestly, he wanted to ask himself whether he should have kept his promise. Ultimately, this tragedy occurred because the Salt Council did not keep its contract.

Amundalas smiled again, as if he knew what Isaac was thinking.

“Isn’t this what happened because you didn’t keep your promise in the first place…? … “You must be thinking that.”

Time passed quickly, as if a tape was being wound.

Suddenly, the surroundings became a landscape that Isaac was familiar with. Originally a prosperous port city, all ships sank or were buried under the salt desert, becoming a dead city.

Ruad-Din crossed the dried salt desert on foot and headed to the land beyond the sea.

To the land where the Gertonian Empire is now located.

Amundalas said as he watched the flames of Ruad-Din crossing the salt flats.

“Since then, Ruad-Din has spread the faith of the Code of Light beyond the sea and grown a great empire under the protection of many kings and emperors. “Anecdotes about the salt desert are always talked about during its historic appearance.”

She said, looking down at the dry salt desert.

“Actually, we kept our promise back then.”

***

“You kept your promise? “That sea of ​​fire was the promise?”

“No, I mean I brought Ruad Din on the ship. We ‘originally’ brought Ruad-Din and his refugees on board the ship. That’s real history. But the caller didn’t like the results.”

She tried to lift her finger but dropped it weakly.

“Unfortunately, I won’t be able to ‘show’ this. “Because it is now erased history.”

Isaac looked at Amundalas, wondering what that meant.

Amundalas looked at Isaac and continued, perhaps feeling the need to explain further.

“When Ruad-Din arrived in Miarmah, our sanctuary and port city, we had two options. Burn him or ignore him. We put Ruad-Din on a ship and sent him across the sea. “Then what do you think happened?”

“what… … “I guess it’s good.”

Looking at the feat that Ruad-Din showed now, it was clear that he would have created an amazing denomination regardless of whether there was a miracle of creating a salt desert or not. Isn’t he still the most famous angel? Ruad Din alone may be comparable to a considerable amount of faith.

“okay. The results were not much different from now. He established a great empire and imbued numerous subordinate countries with the name of the Code of Light. In return, our church entered Urbansus and enjoyed the blessing of becoming one of the nine faiths, but we were relatively pressured by its power and went into decline.”

It’s not much different from now. But the difference is that the salt desert would not have existed, at least not in the past that Amundalas is talking about. Communication between God and believers would have been smooth, and angels would have existed.

“But the one who called didn’t like it. And many angels, including me, also thought that Ruad-Din should have been left to die instead of putting him on the ship.”

“Are you sure you can turn back time?”

“no? What nonsense. “Have you read too many novels?”

“… … .”

“It’s not about turning back time, it’s about revising history.”

“… … “What’s the difference?”

Amundalas scratched his head.

“Let me explain it this way. As you were walking down the street, you found a knife on the ground. But you were worried that you would be accused of being a thief, so you left it alone.”

“yes.”

“But unfortunately, he met a robber on the way and was killed by the knife that was lying on the ground. “If he had picked up the knife, he might have lived.”

“In life, there is something called a crossroads of choice. But what?”

“But you are already dead. That can’t be undone. It’s truly a pity. “Up to this point, this is a ‘fact’ that actually happened.”

She stared at Isaac.

“But it’s different for the family you left behind, right? They may at least pledge to take a knife to protect themselves while traveling. But let’s say someone is the head of security. As a security leader, you may not like the idea of ​​people wearing swords. In the end, he decided to slightly change the ‘facts’ of what happened.”

“You mean fixing what happened?”

“You spread the rumor that ‘he didn’t die because he didn’t have a knife, but because he was enraged by someone.’ “Your reputation will be tarnished, but if the belief spreads that ‘I got hit because I deserved it,’ people will feel safe and less likely to walk around with a knife.”

“Then I don’t think the bereaved family will remain quiet.”

“of course. Either the guard captain or the bereaved family will fight over the fact that it is ‘your death.’ Regardless of the truth, whoever wins will decide ‘history’. Do you understand? ‘History’ and ‘facts’ are separate.”

Only then did Isaac understand what Amundalas was talking about.

“that is… … What happened to the Salt Council?”

“exactly. ‘Actually’ Ruad Din didn’t create the salt desert. However, the Salt Council was defeated in its attempt to revise that ‘history’ and ended up in an even more terrible situation.”

Amundalas stopped talking there and smiled.

“Do you understand now that Urbansus is the past of time itself?”

Isaac understood.

Aidan said that Urbansus was like a collective unconscious. Even how to hold a spoon was learned from Urbansus.

However, when the gods and angels decide one day in Urbansus that there is no such thing as a spoon, the spoon suddenly becomes an unidentified tool.

“There is no need to change the ‘facts.’ If you just change ‘history’, the ‘present’ will believe it to be true, and people’s perception and the world will also change. Just as the Salt Council believers are no longer able to believe in false history and lie.”

Time passes in many different ways in the world.

The time is woven like weft and warp, and when it overlaps, it is organized into one thing called the present.

If there is a God who cannot tolerate that history, he will try to ‘revise’ it through miracles, angels, etc. However, when the demands conflict with other gods, the gods decide the direction of history through war or negotiation.

If history is revised like that, we will live as if we lived in that world from the beginning.

It’s ridiculous, but Urbansus is the one who makes such a thing possible.

Afterlife.

Urbansus, a place where the dead, the world, knowledge, and time gather.

And one of those revised histories was the salt desert incident.

The War of Urbansus between the Salt Council and the Code of Light.

“Then other faiths also have an afterlife.”

“Not everything. “Only the nine faiths.”

Amundalas said with a smile.

“There is no afterlife for the ancient gods. How do you think the Code of Light was able to defeat those powerful ancient gods and stand where it is now?”

In ancient beliefs, there is no afterlife.

Urbansus only has nine faiths.

The ancient gods are simply worshiped, exercise power, and enjoy authority in this world.

Isaac could now see how the ancient gods, who had once created a great empire, fell and were defeated by the Nine Faiths, which were only an emerging power.

The ancient faith could not defeat the nine faiths that came with the invention of ‘life after death’.

Starting with the Code of Light, which was the first to enter Urbansus, other faiths appeared or joined, and the ancient gods who did not have an afterlife fell and fell into lowly beasts. The divinity they once had was still strong, but it was nothing compared to the nine faiths.

“I cannot explain how this was possible or why it is the ‘Nine Faiths.’ Because I don’t know anything other than ‘that’s how it was originally’. “If you know, you will know it from the Code of Light.”

Isaac realized how complex and dangerous Urbanus, which he thought was simply the afterlife, was.

There was a reason why the gods had no choice but to devote more attention and energy to this place, which was nothing more than the afterlife, than to the present.

No matter how much you win in the present, you never know how you will change if you lose in history.

“People only think of the afterlife as ‘a place where people who died in the past gather’, but… … .”

Amundalas said with a somewhat dry smile.

“Originally, the present is dominated by the past.”

***

Isaac listened to Amundalas’ words, thought for a moment, and then opened his mouth.

“Thank you very much for the explanation, but… … .”

But there was one thing that Isaac didn’t understand.

Why does Amundalas so kindly explain all this to himself? If you think about it, he is nothing more than an uninvited guest to Amundalas.

Although the Drowned King sent Isaac all the way here, Isaac is a suspicious person who killed the Salt Council’s angel and harbored chaos with unknown intentions.

Nevertheless, Amundalas kindly explained everything.

“Why are you explaining all this?”

Are you asking us to cooperate for a new change in history? If so, Isaac couldn’t accept it.

Let alone whether it was possible to ask for something like killing Ruad Din, I couldn’t even predict what would happen in reality as a result.

At those words, Amundalas burst into laughter.

“Because you came to Urbansus to hear this explanation in the first place.”

“yes?”

Isaac’s body stiffened as he heard Amundalas’ words.

“Why do you think Chaos chose you?”