Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 150



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Episode 150 Saint of Resurrection (1)

The emperor left Ruzberg to the enthusiastic cheers of the people.

However, the main character of the party, Isaac, still remained in Ruzberg. And then news was delivered that made the party attendees even more excited.

It was news of the engagement of Isolde Brandt and Isaac Isacrea.

The nobles were dumbfounded by the news that was announced only after the banquet was over, but when they heard the inside story that the emperor had visited Ruzberg, they nodded as if they had no choice. Aside from whether it was reasonable for Isaac to become the son-in-law of the Brandt family, this was because it meant that he had been recognized by the emperor.

One way or another, since the emperor held the most power, they had no choice but to acknowledge Isaac.

“What if my bastards don’t acknowledge it? “I already admitted it.”

“I guess that’s the most important thing.”

The engagement ceremony was held simply, with only relatives of the Brandt family gathered.

After returning from the engagement ceremony, Isaac and Isolde took a walk along the walls of Ruzberg.

Even though I was already exhausted due to the loss of all strength in my body, I couldn’t refuse Isolde’s request because she was already drunk and excited. It was harder for her to be bombarded with countless questions and curiosities at the banquet than to fight the angel.

‘Why do you think it’s harder than when you participated in the banquet disguised as Isolde?’

Now that I think about it, I was sitting in a chair at that time and not only didn’t move, but I didn’t even open my mouth. But this time, I was sweating for fear of making a mistake, so it was natural that it would be more difficult. Sharp-eyed people noticed that Isolde’s face had changed, but no one bothered to point it out right under her nose.

And, without needing to point out, Isolde’s appearance had become noticeably more beautiful. The base version hasn’t changed, but her skin has improved, has a subtle sheen, and her hair is shiny. Although she was basically a beauty, it could be said that her beauty now shines to its full potential on its own without any maintenance.

It was the aftereffects of absorbing the Red Flesh Prophet. Although Isolde was actually desirable.

Anyway, he exuded a strange charm that was slightly different from Isaac, making the other men at the party sigh.

The night view of Ruzberg unfolded widely beneath the castle walls.

It seemed like all the chaos from a few days ago had already been resolved. Fortunately, the area where the monster appeared was limited to the residential area where the emperor was located. Seven people, including a family member and Rene, died, but the sacrifices were relatively small for such a monster.

“Heretic Questioner, do you have something to say?”

“I’m not a Heretic Questioner anymore.”

Isolde said while staring at Isaac quietly. Isolde was honorably retired from the Inquisition. It was because of Dietrich’s request. Since he had suffered something inside the Inquisition, he had nothing to say there either.

But that also meant that Isolde was no longer able to use the miracles she was allowed to use as an Inquisitor.

Instead, she was now to receive training alongside Dietrich.

The heretic inquisitor who roamed the outskirts became the heir to the second-highest-ranking ducal family in the empire.

Isaac hesitated for a while and then opened his mouth with difficulty.

“Miss Isolde, do you have something to say?”

“Isolde.”

“Isolde.”

Isaac had no choice but to correct himself again. It seemed like it would take a while for it to stick to her mouth, but I had no choice but to get used to it.

Isolde tilted her head and took a peek.

“self?”

“… … .”

Suddenly the difficulty level increased too much.

‘Was Isolde originally a character like this?’

He was originally honest, but after quitting being a Heretic Questioner, he felt like he had loosened his grip. However, even Isolde, who had opened her mouth, turned her head with a heated expression, probably because the statement was something she could not handle.

“… … “Please forget it.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“pass.”

Isolde turned, leaned against the castle wall, and spoke.

“My father said that if you want to keep your last name, you can keep it, and if you want to change it, you can change it.”

Since Isaac had no family name and had no particular attachment to the last name Isakrea, it didn’t matter if he became Isaac Brandt. It would be much easier to exert influence that way. But Isaac decided to hold off on answering for now.

“Can you think about it for a moment?”

“Well, it’s not important right now.”

It’s an important issue when you have children… … Isaac could not hear the mumbling voice. Because it only lingered in Isolde’s mouth.

A cold wind swept through my head. The wind from Rougeberg facing the North Sea tasted salty.

Isaac waited for Isolde’s next words. She thought that the reason she called him over to talk wasn’t just because she wanted to talk about this.

“Well, I guess I should tell you. “You were probably wondering why the engagement ceremony was in such a hurry.”

“Oh, yes. “It was announced earlier than expected.”

I knew I would do it at the right time by observing the social scene for at least two weeks to a month. The official return of the Holy Grail Knight and the news of Duke Brandt’s marriage were events that shook the religious, political, and social world. But Dietrich proceeded with his work in an embarrassingly hasty manner.

Thanks to this, the priests from the upper echelons of the church who had come to confirm the authenticity of the return of the Holy Grail Knight ended up becoming envoys who had come to congratulate the engagement.

“It’s because of this.”

Isolde handed Isaac a document.

Although the document was scribbled just enough to make it readable, it contained all the necessary information, forms, and procedures. And underneath it was a seal with the emperor’s emblem engraved on it.

It was a document appointing Isaac as a special envoy to the Kingdom of Elil.

“His Majesty the Emperor wanted Isaac to go to the Kingdom of Elil as soon as possible. They say that Yeomyeong-gun is also Yeomyeong-gun, the conflict with the church is deepening, and this assassination attempt may cause unnecessary misunderstanding.”

“Ah, I was thinking that too.”

“Anyway, my father thought we should hold an engagement ceremony before leaving. “Thank goodness he was in a hurry.”

Isaac was happy at the thought of being able to quickly leave for the Kingdom of Elil. He also wanted to quickly leave Rouge Berg, which made him think about various things. Isolde’s expression became subtle at the sight of Isaac’s joy, but she soon erased her expression.

Isaac soon realized his mistake. Anyway, he was Isolde’s lover.

Even if it was a marriage of convenience and necessity, Isaac had to pay the price that Isolde wanted.

Isaac walked closer to Isolde. Isolde flinched in embarrassment at Isaac suddenly approaching her, but did not back away.

Isaac hugged her lightly and kissed her forehead.

“I will be back as soon as possible.”

“… … I’ll wait.”

Isolde looked at Isaac blankly, then slightly tilted his chin downward as if he was in the wrong position.

Only then did the location become perfect.

***

Every time I took a step, a heavy sound rang out.

The stone altar, built tightly with no gaps, looked solemn, but it was gently worn from the traces of countless people passing by. The traces showed the history of this place.

The light leaking from the ceiling left a clear mark of light on the floor.

It was a church set up in Ruzberg Castle where members of the Brandt family prayed.

This was because there was a problem that needed to be resolved before leaving for the Kingdom of Elil.

Isaac walked towards the people whispering quietly in front of the altar. They turned their heads to Isaac as he approached. There were faces I knew, and there were faces I had never seen before.

They were priests dispatched by the church to confirm the authenticity of the ‘Resurrected Holy Grail Knight’.

I suddenly attended the engagement ceremony and delivered my congratulations, but I still had to go through the confirmation process.

“Priests, Inquisitor Ilya Dote, Bishop Juan Riard.”

Juan awkwardly raised his hand to show his happiness, but folded it when he noticed the attention of those around him. Isaac noticed that among his priests was a cardinal who had equal or greater power than Juan. Everyone was wearing the same priestly uniform, so it was difficult to recognize who was who.

Ilya, who had been released from Dietrich’s captivity, approached first.

“who are you?”

I wasn’t saying this without really knowing who it was. It was a simple navigation and procedure.

Isaac placed one knee on the floor in front of them and bowed his head. I could feel the power of a miracle in the softly shining light. The power to make everything clear.

From now on, Isaac could not lie.

“Isaac Isacrea, I am ashamed to say that I am a Holy Grail Knight.”

The priests continued to whisper.

Illya opened her mouth again.

“Bishop Juan testified that you fell into the sea with the drowned king. We confirmed that there was no lie whatsoever in what was said. “Do you have anything to confirm or prove that you are the same ‘Holy Grail Knight’ we know?”

Since this was an expected question, Isaac took out the Ruad Din key first. The brightly burning Ruad Din key was a gift and token that Juan gave to Isaac.

Juan spotted the mark in the burning flames and nodded.

“It is the key to Ruad Din that I gave permission to.”

“A key is just a key.”

At that time, someone among the priests spoke.

“We have to prove it with a more accurate miracle… … .”

At those words, Isaac quietly manifested the sentinel’s lighthouse. It was a miracle that was too good to be used just to prove oneself, but there was no other evidence beyond this. As everything became clear and the holy light that drove out the heretical order spread, the priests let out sighs of surprise.

In that brilliant halo, Isaac slowly stood up.

Elijah decided there was no need to doubt any more and opened his mouth.

“… … “Can you testify about how you were able to return?”

“I have all the records in my affidavit.”

Isaac had already talked to Ilya beforehand. He told me in advance how the interrogation would proceed and what questions would be asked. In fact, the basic interrogation had already taken place at that time.

Although Ilya felt a slight discomfort, he dismissed it as an occupational disease.

The current procedure was merely aimed at persuading the strict bishops.

“I met an angel from the Salt Council, visited the afterlife, and witnessed a time of sin and fear that occurred in the past. Yes, I confirmed that I testified without lying. “The contents are written in the document delivered to the priests.”

I was reluctant to receive help from the Salt Council’s angel, but since the Salt Council was a non-threatening and neutral faith, I did not take much issue with it.

Isaac added a little more spice there.

One of the priests opened up about it.

“If you look at this part here, it says that you met Carlsen Milter.”

“yes. you’re right.”

The murmur of voices among the priests grew louder. There was no priest who would not be taken aback by the name of Carlsen Milter, who was considered the strongest holy knight of the present era, the saint of the sword, and a candidate to be named a famous angel. The priest who asked the question was silent for a moment and then continued his question.

“Meeting Carlsen Milter in the afterlife means he is already dead.”

Carlsen was now officially missing in action. This was because no trace of him could be found anywhere in the Black Empire or the White Empire. There were circumstances that suggested he may have died, but there was no clear testimony or evidence.

“yes. He was regretting his apostasy in hell and asked me to entrust him with his future.”

It was not a lie to say that hell was hell in one’s stomach, and to leave one’s future to that. The Priests of the Code of Light discovered a subtle gray in the light that separates truth from lies. But that wasn’t important to them right now.

“If it’s true that Carlsen is dead… … .”

“But Dawn-gun… … .”

Isaac wanted to hear what they were whispering, but he couldn’t do anything rashly in this place full of miraculous energy. After a while, they turned their heads to see if their opinions had been resolved.

“Holy Grail Knight Isaac Isacrea.”

Isaac smiled. Now they have made Isaac’s return official.

“I praise you for coming back from the dead and give you the title ‘Saint of Resurrection.’”

Isaac lifted his head. When it was announced that he had died, he thought he would never be able to reap the title of saint, but he never thought he would be given such a weighty title. And that also meant that the church was planning to give him great responsibility.

“The famous angel ‘Sword of May’ will visit you soon. Receive Him. And carry out His commands, and let it be known that the order of light is alive and well on this earth.”