Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 123



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Episode 123 Urbansus (3)

“… … “Are you telling me why you chose me?”

Isaac was neither surprised nor embarrassed by the mention of nameless chaos.

It was a situation that had already been predicted to some extent. It seemed like information about him had already been delivered through the Drowned King, so there was no way Amundalas didn’t know. What he wonders is why he is so kind even though he knows that he was chosen by Nameless Chaos.

‘Wasn’t Nameless Chaos hated by other gods?’

Maybe it was because of his personal fondness for Isaac. Whatever the circumstances, it meant that there was a reason why Amundalas treated him favorably, and that he wanted something accordingly.

“exactly. Of course you have great talent. I know how to use my head quite well. But there’s a reason Nameless Chaos chose you. Now that you have heard the story about Urbansus, you will have something to point out.”

Isaac thought about the first time he encountered Nameless Chaos.

After clearing all eight playable faiths in Nameless Chaos, he chose a new hidden faith called Nameless Chaos.

But now that I think about it, I wonder if Isaac didn’t choose Nameless Chaos, but Nameless Chaos chose him.

While thinking about that, Isaac remembered a familiar concept about Urbansus.

‘Now that I think about it, the concept of Urbansus is a bit… … ‘Isn’t it like a game?’

For example, ‘Nameless Chaos’.

The game Nameless Chaos takes place slightly in the future.

The protagonist chooses a faith and races toward the victory of that faith.

There are as many worlds as there are players in it. As one of the players, Isaac died hundreds of times in order to win, restart, and try to achieve the desired result. It is very difficult to achieve victory, but the world changes greatly depending on which faith wins.

But if he didn’t like what he saw, Isaac could always restart the game.

Isaac thought that the game ‘Nameless Chaos’ was strangely similar to Urbansus.

‘Has nameless chaos drawn me into its fold?’

There are probably more people who are better at the controls in the game than Isaac. There were many people who completed the course in the shortest amount of time through speedrunning.

There were also people who played with well-planned optimized strategies. However, Isaac has one achievement compared to them.

Played all faiths and had success.

But soon Isaac denied his thoughts.

‘… … It’s probably just a coincidence.’

There are many concepts such as changing history, turning back time, and restarting the game.

If Urbansus was a world where history could be overturned, it was not strange for the game and concept to overlap.

However, this guess could be made.

If Urbansus is Nameless Chaos.

Or a similar concept.

No matter what changes were to come in the future, Isaac would be the one who would adapt best to Urbansus.

***

“It seems like a point has come to mind.”

Amundalas said as if he was somewhat amused.

“… … “Are you saying you want to get on there because you think I’ll win?”

“It’s similar. “Don’t you know what we want?”

What the salt council wants.

It was clear that he was referring to the Salt Council victory conditions expressed in Nameless Chaos. And it didn’t conflict with Isaac’s goals.

“To break the salt desert and awaken those who call.”

“exactly. We have called the being that will appear someday the ‘Dreamer’… … .”

If I could have awakened the caller simply by digging through the salt flats, I would have done it a long time ago.

However, the god buried under the salt desert cannot be awakened from the outside. Only those who dream together can wake up those who call… … This was the salt council’s interpretation of the doctrine. Among them, ‘those who dream together’ was a metaphor for Urbansus.

However, none of the Salt Council made it to Urbansus alive.

Until I sent Isaac as my agent.

“If you are willing to grant our demands… … “I will reveal to the Salt Council that you are the ‘Dreamer.’”

Isaac’s eyes widened at Amundalas’ unexpected words. That meant that Isaac would be oracled as a second prophet or savior.

Even though he is already a paladin of another denomination and an outsider with a different faith.

Beyond the level of ‘full support of the Salt Council’ that Isaac had expected, it was the same as being completely under his control.

“that is… … Is it possible? “I understand that the Salt Council is currently disconnected from the afterlife.”

“All you have to do is send me some undeniable evidence in your hands. “Don’t worry.”

“… … “Even though I am a member of a different faith?”

Amundalas shrugged his shoulders at Isaac’s words.

“I’ll be honest. We are not happy about this situation either. How could it be enjoyable to entrust our fate to an outsider? But there is a reason why the Drowned King sacrificed his life to send you.”

Amundalas placed his finger in front of Isaac and whispered in a thirsty voice.

“Because chaos always brings change. always.”

She grinned. The fangs shined sharply.

“There may be some things that don’t like change. But the weak always yearn for change. There are probably others other than us who wish for chaos to intervene. “Hasn’t there already been someone who recognized your identity and approached you?”

Isaac immediately thought of the mirror maid from the Red Grail Club, but did not say anything.

There was no need to show what cards you had. The exact identity of Amundalas has not yet been confirmed.

“There are conditions.”

“condition? Besides the full cooperation of the Salt Council?”

“That’s just secondary. “In the first place, I was trying to get to know the Salt Council in order to get answers from them.”

The corner of Amundalas’ mouth twitched.

“Okay. It wouldn’t be an ordinary question if you came all the way to the afterlife to ask it. “What are you curious about?”

Isaac had been looking forward to this moment virtually since he made contact with the Salt Council through Aidan.

I searched for answers and conducted research in my own way, but the related history was persistently deleted. And only now did Isaac realize that it had gone beyond artificiality.

Perhaps Urbansus intervened and erased the relevant history.

“What happened 300 years ago, when the white plague was rampant?”

Isaac asked about the parts of history that the nine faiths had persistently erased.

“Why did Nameless Chaos kill all of his followers and then commit suicide?”

Amundalas looked at Isaac without expression. She didn’t seem surprised, as if she knew she was going to ask this question. Isaac felt irritated by her silence and pressed her for an answer.

“Please tell me. The erasure of records about the White Plague has gone beyond artificiality. Hearing the story about Urbansus today explains it.”

Whether Ruad-Din was brought on board or not, that fact alone divided the rise and fall of an ancient empire and brought a faith to the brink of collapse.

That is what Urbansus can do.

What happened to Nameless Chaos also made me think that Urbansus had decided something and erased a certain history.

“If you don’t know, even if there is someone who can answer…” … .”

“No, it’s not that I can’t answer. “I hesitated because I didn’t understand the question.”

Amundalas said, tilting his head as if wondering.

“chaos. Nameless chaos. okay. I guess that’s what it’s called now. The story goes, that being has always had thousands of names, so it was as if it was unnamed. What I didn’t understand was, hmm. Did you say that Nameless Chaos killed all the believers and then committed suicide?”

“No? Otherwise… … .”

“Even though I am nailed here, history continues to flow in. Nameless Chaos did not commit suicide. that… … .”

Amundalas seemed to be thinking again, but waved his fingers as if he was confused.

“This is not erased history, so see it for yourself.”

***

A scene passed quickly before Isaac’s eyes.

From the end of the sea to the end of the mountain range, from endless cliffs to distant landscapes of fields, from bright yellow deserts to forests where trees reach up to the sky. Isaac ran through it all. He was a paladin running through the field holding a glorious circle, a ray of light symbolizing spreading light, and the banner of the Code of Light.

The whole world was filled with the glory and order of the Code of Light.

“It’s a scene from 300 years ago.”

Amundalas, dressed as a squire, followed right next to him and said: From the hill, Isaac saw the world unfolding under the sun rising high in the sky.

The Code of Light ruled this world.

“It was a time when the power of the Code of Light was at its peak. The traitor Ellil and the impure hearth of the world were driven to an island across the sea, the lowly orc group Orkhan Disciple fled to the outskirts of the world, and the Red Grail hid in the back alleys and brothels. “It can be said that this is the age of light.”

At this time, there seemed to be no immortal cult yet. The known world and all lands that could be called ‘center’ came under the rule of the Code of Light.

Isaac did not understand how nameless chaos had spread its disaster amidst this sunny prosperity.

“Where are the nameless followers of Chaos?”

“Can’t you see?”

Isaac looked down at the floor at the sound of Amundalas’ voice. Only then did he realize that the hill he was stepping on was not made of dirt.

It was a pile of shitz piled up enough to form a shallow hill. And new corpses continued to be brought in and piled up around the corpse hill.

I wondered if they had been massacred, but there were no visible wounds. Amundalas pointed to the people carrying the corpse like a swarm of ants.

“There is a plague in that village. The villagers asked for salvation from the priests of the Code of Light. But the priests rejected miracles.”

“You denied miracles?”

“Suffering from illness is evidence of heresy. The priests thought the villagers worshiped a plague god. Do you think this is nonsense? “If it’s not a heresy, when you die you’ll go to heaven and serve the Code of Light, so what’s the problem?”

Eventually, when enough bodies had piled up, people poured oil and set the pile on fire. The fire spread quickly, possibly because oil had already been sprinkled on top of the hill of corpses. Suddenly, Isaac spotted a villager holding a baby through the approaching flames.

The baby was crying loudly.

At that moment, the resident who was holding the baby threw the baby into the flames.

I tried to jump out without realizing it, but the next moment, Isaac was somewhere else. This time it was a busy downtown market.

Isaac glared at Amundalas. Amun Dallas, who looked like a merchant, shrugged his shoulders as if asking what was the problem.

“Did the baby have the plague too?”

“no. “It was a healthy baby.”

“Then what’s the problem…” … .”

“But you could catch the plague. Being infected with a plague means being a heretic. Then you can’t go to heaven. “You have to die as an innocent baby to go to heaven.”

Isaac couldn’t keep his mouth shut at the bizarre logic.

Amundalas walked forward. The market was bustling and the merchants were lively. However, Isaac could not look at the market with the same peaceful gaze as he had seen the fields before.

The poor were begging in the alleys between the markets, and a man with religious symbols tattooed all over his body kept muttering something. In the center of the market, indulgences with the bishop’s certification were being sold at auction.

Isaac felt somewhat dizzy.

“I guess that’s not what I asked.”

“Didn’t you say you were curious about what happened?”

“is it so. When a single system gains overwhelming power, it becomes rigid, rotten, and begins to crumble. “That’s what happened to the Code of Light 300 years ago.”

Isaac said, glaring at Amundalas as if he were annoyed.

“But ultimately, it’s in the past. I can’t say that the denomination is clean even now, but it was a long time ago, so it doesn’t really matter, right? So in the end, where are the followers of Chaos, and did Nameless Chaos kill them all?”

Amundalas smiled and answered those words.

“All the people you’ve seen so far were followers of chaos.”