Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 248



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Episode 248. Sketch (1)

‘I was just trying to clean up Camille’s mess, but what coincidences happen.’

Isaac’s visit to this temple was a result of coincidence and impulse. However, he felt that if he continued to walk the nameless path of chaos, he would eventually visit this place.

Of course, nothing changed when Isaac learned about his origins. However, it only gave rise to the idea that the background of this body’s birth was not simply due to low-level desires such as forbidden love or lust.

If there is a reason for being born, there must be a destination for living.

Isaac had to figure it out.

***

Isaac rode Nell and quickly traveled to the Isacre territory.

Thanks to Nell’s speed, they were able to arrive at Isacrea Estate in less than half a day. However, instead of landing right away, Isaac flew around and took a quick look around the estate.

Although it was a view from a distance, the appearance of the estate had changed considerably. The road had definitely been widened and arranged, and there seemed to be quite a few pedestrians passing by. The land had also been cleared considerably, and wheat and potatoes were being cultivated, and the number of houses and waterways had also increased.

‘Kyle is doing well.’

It’s ironic that my brain is better after being eaten by bugs than when I was healthy.

But from the beginning, the Isacre territory had the potential to develop to this extent.

The previous lord had intentionally isolated it in order to prevent apostasy and rebellion at the same time, but if the road was paved well, it would have been a major transportation hub. It wasn’t for nothing that the Golden Idol Merchant’s Soer branch manager, Catelyn, came running here without hesitation. In addition, goods from the Kingdom of Elril and the Arle Alliance would be coming and going through the Norden Port in the north, so the Golden Idol Merchant Merchant would also be keeping an eye on the location.

Isaac flapped Nell’s wings and slowly landed her in the middle of the monastery. People might be surprised, but he had to gradually get used to it here, if not anywhere else.

More than anything, Isaac trusted himself, no, his reputation around here.

“Your Majesty! No, your Highness!”

“Knight of the Holy Grail!”

“The Resurrection Saint has come!”

Isaac smiled awkwardly at the cheers and shouts that immediately erupted here and there. First of all, he wanted to ask them to unify their titles.

In the courtyard, Catelyn, the blacksmith Ulsten, and the captain of the guard Jacquelet were already there. Kyle, who had heard of Isaac’s intention to come, had called the important figures of the estate.

Isaac had many stories to tell and hear from them.

People were surprised to see the dragon landing in the center of the monastery, but since it was Isaac riding on it, they approached it with curiosity instead of fear. Among them, when Jacquelet cautiously tried to reach out to Nell, Isaac stopped him.

“Don’t touch it. I haven’t corrected its eating habits yet.”

“Huh? Do you eat people?”

“To be exact, I should say that I’m not a picky eater.”

It might be an exemplary habit for a child, but it was usually not a bad habit for someone who could become food. Jacquelet, who didn’t want to confirm whether he was a dragon, quickly withdrew his hand.

“The rumors I’ve heard are quite amazing, Holy Grail Knight.”

Catelyn was as shrewd as a merchant could be. She spoke from about ten paces away from Nell, making it difficult for Isaac to hear.

“Has the rumor spread far and wide?”

“Of course. There is no one in this area who doesn’t know it.”

Isaac’s actions as he crossed over to the Empire and the Kingdom of Elril naturally spread to this place. From here to Lenheim, Soer, and Norden, there was no one who did not know Isaac’s name. Whenever they heard the rumor, the people of Isacrea Territory were proud and proud that they were residents of a territory ruled by a Grail Knight.

‘I saw the Grail Knight defeat the Angel of the Red Grail, and we also defeated the undead of the Immortal Cult together!’

It was a fact worth being proud of.

But surprisingly, there were no exaggerated rumors. No, rather, as they spread to the Isacre territory, there was a sense that they were somewhat abridged.

In the first place, it was difficult to give room for exaggeration to the story that he killed the angel of the Salt Council in the sea, became the son-in-law of the Brandt Dukes, rescued the emperor from the clutches of chaos, suppressed a rebellion in the Kingdom of Elril, and even negotiated with God.

Rather, the residents who watched Isaac closely and knew his simple and humble side reacted by saying, ‘Of course I respect my lord, but isn’t that an exaggeration?’

“And as the branch manager of Isacrea, I am also very happy that the Holy Grail Knight kept his promise.”

“Ah… … It’s still only the Kingdom of Elril.”

Isaac promised her that he would open a trade route between the Kingdom of Elril and the Hearth of the World. All he managed to do was trade with the Kingdom of Elril, but since the Salt Council controlled most of the trade route anyway, he somehow kept his promise.

Isaac turned his gaze to the short dwarf.

“Wolsten, the furnace master. I am glad to see that you are in good health. I hope you have had a good time in a foreign land.”

“Nonsense. Maybe it’s because this place was originally a mining town, but aside from the weather, it feels like home. Anyway, I was messing around with some of the ingredients I had left, and I found something interesting… … .”

Isaac was intrigued by the story of the brazier’s discovery of ‘something interesting’. However, Isaac’s curiosity could not be satisfied right away.

This was because, instead of answering right away, Wolsten gave a glance somewhere.

Isaac followed his gaze and realized why he couldn’t speak right away. At the entrance to the monastery stood a fat priest in elaborate attire and a skinny monk in some shabby attire.

Isaac, who knew what Wolsten was fussing about here, understood his silence.

***

There were many things he wanted to say and hear, but Isaac decided to put it all on hold for now.

It was difficult to guess why the priests of the Church of the Light had come. They had destroyed Baelbaden, but it was still too early for the news to spread.

Isaac headed to the chapel where the priests were waiting. He saw the two people standing there and was about to name them Fat and Bishil, but Kyle, who was acting as the lord’s representative, came up to them and whispered.

“Bishop Lamarrie of Lenheim Cathedral and an unknown wandering monk.”

Kyle then added the information.

“At first I thought it was Bishop Lamarrie who came to visit me, but no matter how I looked at it, it seemed like Bishop Lamarrie was assisting the wandering monk. He was very concerned about his comfort and asked about his opinions.”

Isaac nodded. Even without having to listen, Isaac could sense a strong presence from the wandering monk. It wasn’t the power of an angel, but it was like the scent of an angel. It was a presence that was hard to ignore.

“Isaac Isaacrea. Meet the renowned Grail Knight.”

As expected, it was Horgel who approached first and spoke. Bishop Lamarrie simply watched their conversation, holding his hands together humbly behind him. From that, we could see their power relationship.

Bishop Lamarrie was really just there to assist, or rather, to serve, the wandering monk. I couldn’t understand why this beggarly wandering monk was using the bishop of the cathedral in the big city of Lenheim to his advantage.

“I am grateful that you remembered my inadequate name. By any chance, what is your name… … ?”

“It’s not a name worth remembering, so I would appreciate it if you could call me Horhel.”

The moment Isaac heard the name, he tried his best to hide his agitation and pretended it was the first time he had heard it.

It wasn’t an easy task, since to those who played the game, it was a name as famous as Carlsen’s.

‘I never thought the Pope’s representative would come to see me.’

Papal Vicar Horgel.

In terms of the game, he is an agent on a secret mission for the Pope, who only appears after the middle part of the game. As can be seen from his title of Pope’s Agent, the miracles he can perform are comparable to those of the Pope.

That is, it means that they are capable of meeting angels face to face and summoning them or borrowing their power.

Unlike the arrogant Pope who sits on the throne, Horgel is busy working both in the shadows and in the sun, so in terms of fighting power alone, he may be more powerful than the Pope.

Bishop Lamarie’s attire was extravagant, even for a bishop. Juan had never dressed so extravagantly. In comparison, Horgel looked as frugal as a monk who cared for orphans at the Ariet Monastery.

But when you see him summon angels to burn thousands of enemies in an instant, you will realize that authority comes from strength, not attire.

“Brother Horhel, although we have many shortcomings, please stay comfortably. If you need anything for your pilgrimage, please let me know at any time. I will help you as much as I can.”

Isaac said, hoping to sound as polite as possible. There was no need to be mean. After all, it was the first time he had seen Horhel, and if he were to be overly polite, it would only seem stranger.

‘It’s been a while since I’ve faced such a nervous opponent.’

Horhel answered with a smile on her wrinkled face.

“No. I have come to see the Knight of the Holy Grail, so I don’t think I need to stay any longer. All I need for the pilgrimage is a sturdy staff and a set of tough clothes.”

‘Well, that would be the case if he were a priest who could revive the dead with just one miracle.’

Isaac sneered at that inwardly, but in reality he just bowed his head humbly and looked embarrassed.

“Thank you for your kind words about my empty fame. Is there anything you would like to hear from me?”

Isaac had been trying to advance the conversation, hoping that this dangerous man would finish his business and leave quickly, rather than being polite. Fortunately, Horgel complied.

“The actions of Brother Isaac were very interesting. It was very refreshing to see him defeat angels, slay monsters, and become a terror to the pagans. Suddenly, I thought of a hero as great as Brother Isaac.”

“No, don’t say that. There are a lot of exaggerated rumors. I dare not compare myself to my seniors.”

“Listen. He was truly a great hero, just like Brother Isaac. The Church has made him a saint, and the Light Code has even prepared to give him a name.”

To name something means to appoint it as an angel.

Isaac thought of the Sword of May, wondering if there had ever been such a great hero. He thought he was going to talk about Saint Arte, but realized that he was speaking in the past tense.

Horhel came up with a completely wrong name.

“Have you ever heard of Carlsen Milter?”

***

Isaac almost screamed.

I couldn’t say, ‘The lost Carlsen Milter? He’s in my stomach right now.’

Why is he comparing himself to Carlsen, who was branded an apostate and had his records erased, and calling him a hero?

‘Are you trying to fuck me?’

Isaac tried to remain calm and hide his agitation.

“Aren’t you an apostate who betrayed the church?”

“That’s right. But it’s also true that he was a great hero before his apostasy. His apostasy was a painful sorrow for the church and tens of millions of believers. But fortunately, with his disappearance, a new hope appeared.”

Horhel suddenly grabbed Isaac’s arm. He closed his eyes, bowed his head, and muttered as if praying.

“It is truly a joyous and blessed thing. The most painful apostasy is often committed by the most faithful believers, but even in the midst of the swamp of evil, a shining star can be found. Brother Isaac has become such a great hero and a standard bearer of light before the coming of the millennium.”

Isaac was dumbfounded, wondering what on earth he was trying to say to make himself look like this.

But judging by the mood, it didn’t seem like he’d say something like, ‘I know who you are, so I’ll peel off your shell and take a look at your tentacles.’

Just as he was about to relax, Horhel grabbed his arm tightly and said:

“The lighthouse keeper told me to tell you that there is a name prepared for you.”

Reserved name?

Isaac didn’t understand what she meant for a moment.

But the shock came slowly, but with clear implications.

“… …Does this mean I will be given a name?”

Isaac was about to have one more title added to his long list of nicknames.

Isaac Isaacrea, Archangel of the Future (Jin).