Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 127



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Episode 127 old future (3)

“Master Isaac!”

I don’t know how the news that Isaac’s ship was heading to Nornden Port spread, but the ship Hyannis and Yenkos were on approached. The two jumped onto Aidan’s boat faster than anyone else and welcomed Isaac’s return.

“You’re safe!”

“I’m glad you’re okay and uninjured. A welcome event is being prepared at the port. as soon as possible… … .”

“No welcome event.”

Isaac refused with a straight face.

He is a paladin of the Code of Light in one way or another. It is good that the Salt Council’s problems were resolved with charity and service. In return, it is also good that the Salt Council falls flat before Isaac.

However, it was difficult for someone to be caught up in a ritual, go to the afterlife, and be openly designated as a ‘dreamer’ or something.

‘The Heretic Questioners are already looking for my faults.’

Isolde, who was supposed to watch over Isaac, left the Isacrea territory saying she would report and has not returned since. She would have been happy if she had done so well with her report that the Inquisition decided there would be no need to monitor her in the future, but she seemed unlikely to do so. It seemed more likely that she had transferred Isolde, who had been ‘captured’ by Isaac, to another place.

Isaac still had to be careful.

He decided that just these three people knowing that he had entered and left Urbansus would be enough to subjugate the Salt Council.

“Let’s talk first.”

***

Isaac told the priests of the Salt Council about what had happened in Urbansus.

The salt desert, the boatman, the fallen city of Myrmia, and the true nature of Amundalas and Urbansus met there.

I couldn’t confirm specifically how heaven and hell exist within it, but conceptually, it was an infinite space, so nothing seemed impossible.

The target of their interest was Amundalas, who was believed to be an angel of the Salt Council.

“Amundalas? “Who is Amundalas?”

As numerous records of the Salt Council were lost, naturally, records of angels were also lost. In a state where communication was impossible, every record of the afterlife was precious.

“They said it was the captain who decided not to take Ruad Din on the ship.”

The captains turned around again at Isaac’s answer. From the perspective of the Salt Council, he is nothing short of a traitor who caused the current downfall.

However, he could not help but be confused about the fact that she still maintained the status of a famous angel and was only acting according to God’s orders.

Ultimately, this means that the suffering they are experiencing was a grave dug by God himself.

But what was important right now was not Amundalas.

“Holy Grail Knight… … Are you going to designate me as a dreamer?”

Yenkos’ eyes shook greatly.

Only Aidan nodded eagerly, as if he had expected that to happen.

A being who will break the seal trapped in the salt desert and awaken God. In fact, a position equivalent to a second prophet is chosen from among the believers of the heresy.

Isaac planned to heap down Amundalas’ curse on them if they said they doubted or could not admit it. He said he would send ‘evidence beyond doubt’ and then passed on the responsibility of persuasion to himself.

“It’s shocking. but… … .”

“Uhm, well. “It’s not unprecedented.”

They took it more calmly than I expected. They were not simply fanatical believers, but also archaeologists well-versed in history and paleography. They knew how many ‘exceptions’ like Isaac there were in the history of countless faiths.

Yenkos asked Isaac with a coy expression.

“But I don’t think Amundalas would have sent it away without evidence. if… … ?”

Her interest was directed more towards the evidence that Isaac may have brought with him rather than wondering whether he was really a ‘Dreamer’.

Maybe it will become a treasure of treasures that surpasses the Fisherman King’s net that was destroyed this time.

“I might be disappointed.”

Isaac took out the sacred relic he had, ‘The Castaway’s Hometown’, in front of Yenkos.

Inside, there is just white, salty sea water lapping, but its true identity is the water of the afterlife. Yenkos cautiously accepted the castaway’s hometown.

“Aidan has the same thing.”

The hometowns of the two castaways were facing each other. Because these two were the only ones in the world who had this seawater. Perhaps it could be a sign that helps us find each other wherever we go, but there have already been many miracles of finding people or determining their location.

It was rather simple to be a sign that proves a prophet.

Yenkos looked into the hometown of the two castaways and activated a miracle. I didn’t know what kind of miracle it was, but after a while, Yenkos became meditative and jumped up from his seat.

“uh… … uh? this… … .”

“why? In fact, is there some great miracle?”

“no. This… … “It’s ordinary sea water.”

“… … .”

Yenkos quickly shook his head at Isaac’s silence.

“No, no. The problem is that it is just plain sea water! I mean, the miracle I’ve activated now is a miracle that can measure simple years to see how old it is, and this is… … .”

“Is it even something from a thousand years ago?”

“no.”

Yenkos responded with a blank expression.

“This is the seawater that filled the salt desert three years from now.”

***

The fact that an object from the future arrived three years later was more shocking than the fact that this water was water from the afterlife. Because it is an object that clearly proves rather than vague prophecy.

It is even the sea water that fills the now dry salt desert that they long for.

Of course, I don’t know if that can really be evidence that God has awakened.

But what if Amundalas really brought water across time zones through Urbansus?

There is no clearer evidence that Isaac was a prophet than these waters.

In the end, Yenkos, Hyannis, and Aidan seemed to have decided to trust Isaac without a doubt.

The castaway’s hometown, which serves as evidence, was also decided to be kept by Aidan, a member of the Salt Council, and Isaac.

This will be a medium through which the Salt Council will have no choice but to hang on to Isaac for a long time.

‘You handed over the evidence in a pretty impressive way.’

‘The Hometown of the Castaway’ contained a message more powerful than any relic or prophecy with plausible powers.

It is as if the question ‘When will God return?’ was answered with ‘He will return within three years.’

Of course, from Isaac’s perspective, the question remained: does Amundalas really know what the future holds?

‘Well, whether it’s a scam or real… … Anyway, I have to make this real.’

Isaac smiled bitterly as he looked at the castaway’s hometown.

Although they succeeded in subjugating the Salt Council beyond their goal of making it friendly, this collusion had to be kept secret for the time being.

It doesn’t matter if you are friendly with the Salt Council. However, if you wake up the one who calls you, there will be more than one or two people in the Code of Light who are displeased.

The person who created the salt desert was none other than ‘Gruad Din’, and saying that he would fill the salt desert again with seawater may seem like denying his achievements.

‘Now that I think about it, Bishop Juan was also involved in this, right? ‘I forgot to ask what happened to him after that.’

Since it was not visible, it was clear that it had been dropped off at Norden Port or a nearby port. However, since the entire Salt Council must have been looking for Isaac after that, I thought that even they would not know when one of the bishops asked what happened to him.

Isaac remembered the moment he finished off the Drowned King. It was clearly Bishop Juan’s work that gave him wings of brilliance at that time. If it weren’t for him, he might have devoured the Drowned King in his tentacled monster state.

‘Thank you for that, but… … If you think about it, isn’t it because of me that the miracle was revived?’

Isaac had ungrateful expectations of how Bishop Juan would treat him after the miraculous revival. It looks like he was already planning on raising him as an heir and all, so he might now go out of his way to adopt him.

At that time, land began to appear in Isaac’s eyes.

It was Norden Port.

Just as he was about to welcome land for the first time in a long time, Isaac noticed a particularly unfamiliar ship anchored among the large and small ships in the harbor.

Many of the Salt Council’s ships are fast and narrow. However, the anchored ship was a military ship. The imperial flag was waving above.

And just below it, another familiar flag was waving.

‘Where did you see that flag?’

The emblem of a lion turning its back to the sun.

Isaac suddenly remembered where he had seen that sentence. It was a sentence that Isolde discovered when she lay sick at the monastery. Only then did Isaac learn the identity of the ship.

‘Why is Duke Brandt’s ship over there?’

Although they were taken aback by the sudden appearance of a military ship, the Salt Council’s crew responded skillfully. They surrounded the Duke of Brandt’s ship, pretending to be fishing or returning to port as usual. The Salt Council’s versatile crew usually worked as merchants or fishermen, but could also become pirates when necessary.

However, Isaac had Aidan stop such a move.

“Try not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.”

Isaac guessed why Duke Brandt had suddenly appeared here, but he didn’t think there was any other reason.

‘Did the Code of Light know that I came back?’

Call it excessive self-consciousness, but I couldn’t figure out any other reason why a big man like Duke Brandt would suddenly show up with a military ship in tow.

The gunship was high enough that he had to lift his chin compared to Aidan’s stomach. There were already quite a few soldiers lined up on the deck, looking down at it. Isaac deliberately raised his head so that he could see his face clearly.

At that time, someone who looked like a knight hurriedly stuck his head out over the railing.

“excuse me! Are you by any chance Sir Isaac Isacre?”

“right.”

As soon as Isaac’s answer was heard, a commotion broke out on deck. There were also shouts asking to urgently call someone or prepare something. Amidst the commotion that was going on for a while, the knight who was looking down at Isaac hurriedly spoke.

“sorry. Isaac! “I’m sorry, but I don’t think you will be able to go to Port Norden!”

***

Isaac stepped onto the Brandt duke’s military ship.

Fortunately, the driver’s words did not mean ‘you can no longer pass’ or ‘you will never set foot on land again’, but meant a polite invitation to the ship.

“I need to improve my vocabulary a little.”

The driver’s face turned red and he couldn’t say anything. I was so embarrassed that I was speechless, but it was a moment when if I made a mistake, all the ships in the port could turn into pirate ships.

Isaac was guided by the driver and headed to the VIP room. There was already one person there waiting for Isaac.

Even though Isaac had already expected it, he couldn’t help but calm down the moment he saw the big man in the VIP room.

“ah… … It was a sudden invitation, but thank you for accepting it. Sir Isacrea.”

Duke Dietrich Brandt.

A cousin of Emperor Waldzemer and a major contributor to the civil war. At the same time, a believer who proves with a large amount of donations that he is the most faithful believer in the Code of Light Church.

Before Isaac was the magnate of magnates, the richest man next to the imperial family and the ruler of the largest territory.

He was also the father of Isolde, the Heretic Questioner, but that doesn’t really matter.

“May the light illuminate your path ahead. “You must be Duke Dietrich Brandt.”

My first impression was that he looked quite plain for a man second only to the emperor and the pope in the empire. The Pope had a halo on his head, and the Emperor had horns, but even taking that into account, Dietrich Brandt had a very plain appearance.

“Oh, when have we seen each other before?”

“Everyone knows that you are the most faithful believer, but don’t I know?”

It’s impossible not to notice because he appears so important in the game. Dietrich Brandt takes on the role of quasi-supreme commander in the Dawn Army.

Isaac was more surprised that Dietrich recognized him.

“I’m surprised that you really know me, Duke. How did you hear my story? Are you Bishop Juan? Or the Marquis of Lyon? “If you’ve heard the rumors, I’m afraid I’ll disappoint him.”

“Ah, it’s nothing special.”

Isaac tried to appear humble by putting on a social smile.

But Dietrich’s next answer broke that expression.

“My daughter said I was a very lovely person. So she really wanted to meet me.”