Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 240



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Episode 240. Awesome Hell (2)

[Nameless chaos watches you.]

Isaac felt a pang of emotion as he recalled the records he had read in the data. As if in response, a nameless chaos suppressed Isaac’s immersion.

Isaac was even upset about that.

He had vaguely thought of the sins committed by the nameless Chaos Cult as ‘bad’. He even felt pity for the fact that they all died from the White Plague. However, after reading about the past history, his head became dizzy.

They were people who deserved to perish.

No, Isaac might have aimed to destroy them if the nameless chaos had not already destroyed them.

If he had read this collection of materials before growing to this extent with the help of Nameless Chaos, he might have been reluctant to write the miracle of Nameless Chaos for the rest of his life.

Now, he could tolerate it because he knew that the Nameless Chaos would never approve of the past actions of the sect and would show Isaac unlimited favor no matter what he did.

But in the end, the countless massacres, torture, and madness that took place in the name of nameless chaos were difficult to accept.

You can see why each religion and believer is in chaos without a name, and why their relationships are the worst.

‘Even though he is such a being, can we tolerate him just because he is helpful?’

Perhaps 300 years have been enough time to forget the shock and horror, because the current generation has lost the opportunity to feel fear and disgust due to the persistent censorship of the religious order.

The biggest threat right now was also from the Immortal Cult.

“Let me give you an example. They performed something called the Shedding Ritual. It is a ritual that uses the human body to draw in external power and change the essence inside the skin. It seems like a mixture of the Key Ritual of the Code of Light, the doctrine of re-creation held by the World’s Hearth, and the Blood Ritual of the Red Grail. The nameless chaos faith is not a faith with roots from the beginning, but rather a mixture of sewage-like seeds from each faith, so it seems like all the faiths are mixed together. Naturally, the divine beasts that can be summoned and the powers that can be obtained are not normal. The basic ritual is to change oneself or the opponent, but the reason Claire’s ritual was awkward was because she did not offer a proper sacrifice. The most appropriate sacrifice was a baby less than 6 months old… .”

“Okay, Isaac.”

Isolde approached Isaac and hugged him tightly.

“Just calm down and take a deep breath.”

“Phew.”

“Exhale deeply again, then inhale… … Look at the sky. Come here, somewhere sunny, and get some sun. Okay.”

Isaac obediently did as he was told. As Isolde lightly stroked his back, he felt his nausea settle down a little.

The intervention of nameless chaos restrains his excessive emotional agitation. It is also the reason why he can feel this world as a game. However, the history of vices related to nameless chaos could not be like that. It may be because he cannot see it as someone else’s business since it is related to him.

“Well, I’m calm. Isolde. You’re good at this kind of thing, aren’t you?”

“When you work as an Inquisitor, you see all sorts of things.”

Isaac looked at Isolde’s smiling face and realized that she was actually looking at the data booklet as if it wasn’t all that surprising.

She has been working on finding and burning such materials or eliminating the parties involved. It is only natural that she has a much higher tolerance than Isaac.

“I didn’t know Isaac would be surprised by something like this.”

Isaac looked at his left hand without saying a word.

“It seems like this is one of the tests I will face. I wonder if I am really the kind of person who would go around saving people.”

Isolde looked at Isaac quietly and then lifted the data book.

“Then it would be better to burn it.”

Isaac looked at her in surprise at Isolde’s words.

“Ah, no, not to that extent.”

“This is just a record. If it is such evil and hurtful material, there is no need to use it to perform rituals or study miracles. There is no need to immerse yourself in the mind of a madman or sympathize with him. Wasn’t Isaac doing his job well without this?”

Isaac forgot what he was going to say.

As she said, whatever the nameless members of the Chaos Cult did in the past, they are all already in hell and struggling. Although a few of them crawl up occasionally and babble nonsense, it is the meaningless monologue of a madman. Isaac does not need to answer.

All past is past.

Isaac, who was living in the present, had no need to feel pressured by the past Urbanus. If he hated and detested them and devoted himself to killing those similar to him, it was clear that Isaac’s own life would also become distorted.

“Isaac’s job is to prevent something like this from happening again. He’s already doing a good job and working hard, right?”

“……you’re right.”

Isaac let out a long sigh and slapped himself on the cheek, seeming to come to his senses a little.

It was because I couldn’t completely distinguish between the nameless chaos of the past and the tentacles of the present. I couldn’t completely forget the fear of failure, but I was aware that I had to keep my wits about me.

When Isaac seemed to have come to his senses, Isolde returned the documents to him. He looked through the documents again and opened his mouth.

“Okay, now I think I know where to go.”

“Where to?”

“To the Isacre territory. But before that, there is a place we must stop by. Isolde, could you go to the territory first with Angela? I will follow you shortly.”

***

It is true that materials related to the Nameless Chaos have been found among the grave goods in the catacombs, but not the majority. Unless it is the tomb of a queen, the items carried in the coffin are unlikely to be valuable. There is a risk of grave robbery, and the living may use them more valuable.

In fact, most of the materials and tools that Claire obtained were hidden so that Camille could secretly discover them.

So where did the Church Censorship Office and Camille come from for these precious materials?

Isaac was able to pinpoint the location using his knowledge of the game and Camille’s information.

And I was flying towards there on my Nell.

The wind tossed her hair messily.

Isaac ran his hand through his hair, enjoying the wind that Nell created as she sliced ​​through the sky. As expected, Nell was a pretty good mount. Thanks to the active communication with Isaac, it was easier to control than a horse, and its translucent body was not easily visible from the sky.

Right next to her, Hesabel spread her red wings and flew along. She was still awkward in flying, but she managed to keep up, flying away in red mist every time she fell behind. She asked in a puzzled manner after hearing the destination from Isaac.

“Baelbaden? Is that it?”

“Do you know where it is?”

“I know. It’s a famous hot spring tourist attraction in the empire. I heard it fell into ruin about 20 years ago… … .”

Baelbaden was located about halfway between Ultenheim and Isacrea Territory. If you follow the road, you have to take a detour, but thanks to flying, you can get there in no time.

It was originally a famous tourist destination frequented by the rich and nobles, but it is said to have fallen into decline when the Church of the Code of Light struck down the place due to debauchery and decadence.

“There was even talk that Lord Baden died of a disease at that time because he was so shocked. Among the people who came to visit were priests of the religious order… … When they suddenly announced that it was closing for such an absurd reason, I thought that a high-ranking priest had caught a sexually transmitted disease there.”

The Red Grail Club, which is extremely sinister, could not possibly not know about the tourist attraction frequented by high-ranking officials. However, it seems that they still do not know the secrets surrounding it.

“There is a ruin of a nameless chaos cult there.”

“yes?!”

Hesabel was shocked to learn that the ruins of one of the most notorious cult groups in history were located in a tourist destination frequented by many of the Empire’s high-ranking officials and priests.

Isaac continued speaking calmly.

“All the talk about debauchery and decadence is nonsense, they are just a trick to close down the historic site and excavate it.”

“Why bother with all that when you can just declare that an evil relic has been discovered and burn it down?”

“Perhaps there are some things that are too valuable to be burned right away. Or perhaps one of the high priests wanted to make a villa out of it.”

Isaac muttered with a laugh.

“If the Censorship Bureau is not doing its job properly, then as a Holy Grail Knight, I must do the work for them.”

***

Flutter. Nel flapped her large wings and landed on the mountainside near Baelbaden. Even though it was quite a distance away, the sulfurous smell of hot springs wafted in. Isaac stroked Nel’s head, which was rubbing her nose against his shoulder, and gave instructions.

“Stay here and look around. Don’t eat people.”

Nell expressed her vague affirmation. Hesabel snorted and said.

“I’m so full I probably won’t eat it even if you cook it for me.”

“I guess you guys figured out each other’s eating habits in the meantime?”

“Well… … I just need to suck blood. It’s similar to when you eat chicken, who likes the legs and who likes the breast.”

It seems like they were quite friendly and shared food. They say that, but I knew that they had only hunted and eaten animals, not people.

It’s not often that a bad guy appears that it’s okay to eat him…

maybe.

***

Isaac and Hesabel infiltrated Baelbaden at night.

The tourist destination, which had lost its former glory and fallen into decline, already seemed like a great historic site in its own right.

The grand residence that was once the residence of the emperor still boasted its grandeur. Water overflowing from the central bath ran down the walls to form a river.

Although there were lumps of uncleaned sulfur that had settled like tumors on every wall, the streets themselves were still well-paved, as befitting a place frequented by numerous nobles.

“It seems like a usable facility, but it’s strange that there are no people there.”

It is still a place where it would not be strange to have a city that never sleeps thanks to the miracles of the Light Code, but the absence of humans only makes the strange feeling stronger. Even if there are people, they are probably only the knights and priests who prevent uninvited guests from entering this closed off place.

“Who are you!”

For example, like the honest knight in front of me.

The paladin drew his sword and strode forward, as if he was going to cut down in one fell swoop anyone who dared to invade this sanctuary of corruption and debauchery, strictly closed off in the name of the sect. The paladin’s reaction was natural, as he had already seen the strict guards standing at every entrance under the ship while Nel was flying in.

“Reveal your identity immediately. While the balls are still attached… … .”

“A passing Grail Knight.”

Isaac answered the paladin shamelessly.

The paladin stood still for a moment, as if he didn’t understand, then raised his helmet in confusion. Once his vision was clear, he asked in disbelief.

“Oh, Sir Isaac Isaac? Are you the Resurrection Saint? Don’t you remember me?”

Isaac, who was preparing to argue, was puzzled by the unexpected answer.

“Huh? Do you know me?”

Then the knight took off his helmet altogether.

Isaac still couldn’t remember. Then, the paladin, looking frustrated, finally spoke first.

“I am Ian of the Brienne Knights! Haven’t we sparred before near the Ariet Monastery?”

“Ahh… … that wonderful… … young knight.”

Isaac swallowed the words, “a pathetic knight who was captivated by my beauty,” and chose a more socially sensible word. Of course, Ian was older than Isaac, so he was puzzled by the expression, “young knight,” but the social gap had grown even wider, so he had no choice but to let it go.

“So what’s going on here?”

“Well, I came here to make a surprise inspection to see if the security posture here is being maintained properly.”

Hesabel was amazed at how Isaac lied to the paladin without blinking an eye.

‘Do you really think such a flawed lie will get through?’

Certainly Ian felt something off about the word surprise inspection, but he didn’t think much about it.

Because the opponent was the famous Knight of the Holy Grail, who had a personal connection with him.

The overwhelming charm of the Nephilim gave them an absurd sense of trust, leveraging their personal connections.

“But Sir Ian, what brings you here? Could it be that the Knights of Brienne are guarding this place?”

“Ah, yes. That’s right. How did you know? Chief Rottenhammer is also staying here now.”

Isaac smiled. Maybe things would work out.