Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 250



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Episode 250. Sketch (3)

The Millennial Kingdom is the ultimate goal of the Code of Light, and the Angels are the positions that all believers aspire to attain.

To reject it would be to testify, ‘I am a suspicious man who is plotting to apostatize.’

Isaac decided to take it as positively as possible.

Now, the church will force Isaac to do all sorts of things to become a great angel, but along with that much more authority, he will also be able to get closer to the church’s hidden agenda.

Preventing anyone from branding themselves as heretics with an undeniable authority.

Isn’t that what Isaac wanted more than anything?

‘Fortunately, the naming announcement is just an announcement after all.’

All angels are named after their deaths, as there is an example of a model student named Elril who became an angel while alive and then went berserk. Even if they receive the notice right away (there is no veto anyway), no one knows what will happen in the meantime.

‘If you were to become the ninth faith like Carlsen… … that’s unlikely.’

Carlsen was a good paladin, but Isaac was an agent of the nameless chaos. I couldn’t make Isaac the ninth faith. That would really help the nameless chaos return.

In other words, Isaac cannot be made into a discardable card like Carlsen. Instead, he can be tempted with the generous reward of being a famous angel.

Lest Isaac dream of a nameless return to chaos.

The cult also has something to gain. In return, they firmly pull Isaac, who is walking a tightrope between the emperor and the cult, to the cult. If they give him a mission called ‘the test to become a great angel’, Isaac will not be able to refuse.

It meant that both of them wanted to grab Isaac’s leash.

‘Fine. You want to keep my leash, whether it’s an angel or the Pope? Do as you wish. But I wonder if you realize that keeping my leash means having a vicious dog right next to you.’

Even without having to go through all this trouble, Isaac supports the order pursued by the Code of Light. In some ways, it can be said that Isaac’s faith is stronger than that of any of the priests of the sect.

Because he does not want another religious order to rule the world.

Nevertheless, the reason why these people are so constantly suspicious and wary is probably because they are people of faith.

A believer constantly tries to prove his faith. Ironically, Isaac, who was not a believer, pursued the value of the Code of Light more than anyone else.

“… … Then, although it is lacking, I will uphold the order. I only hope that my shortcomings will not become a burden to the Light’s Law.”

Horhel smiled at Isaac’s answer. He seemed genuinely happy as he clasped Isaac’s hands together and spoke as if praying.

“It is truly a blessing, Brother Isaac! I hope that you will become a great sword in the church. If you have any difficulties, please tell me without hesitation. I will actively help you.”

Isaac’s eyes sparkled when he heard those words.

“Thank you for telling me that first, Brother Horgel. Then, may I start by talking about my business, or rather, my ordeal?”

Horhel was embarrassed for the first time in front of Isaac at his sudden change in appearance.

“Ma, please speak… … .”

“As you may have seen when you came here, this estate is a poor village. I couldn’t ignore the believers who gathered after hearing of my worthless reputation, so I accepted them, but I have been on a noble journey so I haven’t been able to pay close attention to the management of the estate.”

“The road is quite well paved… … .”

“In order to maintain the faith of the believers who firmly believe that the sun will rise tomorrow, the most important thing is to feed them well and put them to sleep well. If rumors spread that I might be named, more believers will flock to me with hungry stomachs than before, so I wonder if it would be reasonable to leave the hungry believers behind and go on a journey… … .”

To put it simply, it’s a request for money.

After that, he continued to talk endlessly about relief plans and methods of raising funds without giving Horgel a chance to speak, so Horgel eventually said goodbye first and left, saying, “I will leave the details to Bishop Lamarrie.”

Isaac thought as he watched Horhel’s back as he left.

‘As expected, you know how to turn and divide the world, but you don’t know how to cook rice or count coins.’

As I roll the great heavenly circuit with the angels, I don’t see the stones on the ground. Thinking about it that way, I can understand my shabby appearance and my skinny body.

Since you are wearing the authority of heaven, you will not care about things like clothes, and you will think that even delicious food is nothing more than a low-dimensional desire.

But he may not know that faith originally began with people in lowly places.

In fact, people like Bishop Juan may be truly precious.

‘Well then, let’s see, what about Bishop Lamarrie of Lenheim Cathedral?’

Bishop Lamarrie showed up to the ‘business negotiation’ with Isaac with a shaky expression. However, Lamarrie lacked the guts to bluntly reject the offer of a person who might become an angel right in front of him.

In the end, the Lenheim Cathedral had no choice but to provide Isaac with support measures that felt like his flesh was being torn off.

Isaac gave him a lower score than Juan.

***

After Bishop Lamarrie left, Isaac thought about the snowy owl.

The Nephilim inherit the miracles of the faith that formed their womb.

However, the snowy owl is an angel from the ‘Law of Light’, and Isaac has the miracle of ‘Nameless Chaos’. This is where the logic errors begin.

‘So, did the white owl change into a nameless miracle of chaos?’

It may not be impossible, but Isaac was pessimistic. All those who knew the true name of the Nameless Chaos were dead. It seems unlikely that the angels would be an exception to that. If they hadn’t died, it would mean that there were still those who knew the true name of the Nameless Chaos.

There is another possibility.

Of course, a child is not born alone.

Since they reproduced, the fact that they were defeated means that they had a partner anyway.

‘The white owl seems to be feminine, so let’s call it the mother. Then there must have been a father too.’

The thought of those red fleshy blobs having sex made me feel weird. But that’s how children feel when they imagine their parents having sex.

Of course, the appearance of the Angels of the Light Code is a bit different from the Red Grail, but they are all strangely shaped in different directions.

Isaac suppressed his rich imagination and continued to speculate about his nameless father.

It was likely that this was the one who inherited the nameless chaos faith.

I wondered why the bloodline of the Law of Light was ignored and only the bloodline of the nameless Chaos was taken, but at this point, it was highly likely that the White Owl had already apostatized. She had the divinity of an angel, but had no faith to pass on.

‘Surely they’re not both angels?’

Usually, children born between humans and angels are called Nephilim. There is no word for children born between angels. However, it did not seem impossible. The gods who were already implementing birth control policies would only be even more disgusted.

But the thought of May’s sword-like eyes rubbing against each other made me feel even stranger.

It’s a crazy scene. It’s as shocking as realizing that your parents are paraphilic, that they can reproduce while looking like that…

‘My head hurts… … No, Carlsen, how should I interrogate this kid?’

Isaac thought of Carlsen, who lived in his stomach, popping out only when he felt like it, saying what he wanted to say, and then disappearing. He could approach him through meditation if he wanted, but it was frustrating because he couldn’t torture a dead person to get the answers.

Of course, the secret of one’s birth does not affect one’s future actions.

But he couldn’t help but suspect that his birth was the blueprint for some grand plan. Even if Isaac tried not to care, he couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable knowing that he was just a piece on the chessboard.

dripping.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Before I could answer, the door opened wide and Ulsten walked in.

Even if Isaac was a great angel, it was something that only a dwarf could do and say, ‘So what?’

“I’m sorry for barging in without permission, Grail Knight. It seems the priests have left.”

“It’s okay. By the way, didn’t you say you had something to say?”

“Yes. I was worried that maybe that’s why the priests came, but seeing them leave like this makes me think that’s not the case, so that’s a relief.”

Isaac decided to change his thoughts to a new topic for now.

Things like the secret of birth and the grand plan of the gods are just a headache and don’t help the story. Compared to that, the amazing items made by dwarves and the monsters that can kill and devour you right away are more interesting.

“It’s interesting that priests have something to worry about. What is it?”

“… … Are you okay? That doesn’t seem like something a Grail Knight should be saying.”

“Oops.”

Isaac realized that he had momentarily lost his mind and pulled himself together.

“It’s okay. What was it that you discovered?”

“Actually, you know that too. I think it would be better to go and talk about it first.”

***

The place we went with Wolsten was an abandoned mine where the Archangel was buried.

Isaac thought it was odd that he had come here so soon after talking to the priests about the archangels.

It was only then that my personal curiosity about the Archangels, which had been buried until then, arose.

Until then, Archangels had been nothing more or less than ‘useful rare materials’ to him, but when he thought that his biological mother might have been an Archangel, he couldn’t help but wonder.

‘Surely that’s not a snowy owl.’

So Isaac was farming his mother’s remains to make items. Even Palyun was creative to this extent.

But Isaac thought that wasn’t the case. Usually, each of the Archangels had a unique appearance, but the Archangel found in the mines had the appearance of a ‘normal’ Light Code Angel, at the level of a K’ang.

Isaac and Wolsten finally arrived in front of the Archangel statue.

The Archangel was still stuffed into the wall in the form of stone. Isaac had thought that Wolsten had taken a lot of it off to make items, but surprisingly, only half of its wings were damaged.

“I told you that you could use it as much as you wanted to make the items you needed, but you didn’t really take it out. And I even told you that you could sell it to raise funds.”

But Wolsten’s expression became subtle.

“I told you not to sell it. I told you not to open it.”

As Isaac looked at him with a puzzled look, Wolsten started walking again.

“This is not what I was trying to show you. It goes deeper than that.”

Wasn’t that just to show how far the Archangel work had progressed?

Isaac followed behind, looking bewildered.

Wolsten moved through the intricately tangled mineshafts as if he had a map of them all tangled in his head. If Isaac had come alone, he would have gotten lost.

“Just tell me. Are there any monsters in the basement?”

“It’s worse than that. I can’t explain it in words. You have to see it to understand.”

Isaac followed behind, wondering what on earth was making him so excited. But as the walk grew longer, Isaac began to think more deeply again.

“Wolsten. Have you ever felt like a piece on a chessboard?”

“Chess pieces? What a luxurious thought. Aren’t you all God’s chess pieces anyway?”

Isaac was shocked by this almost atheistic rant. But then he thought about it, and the god of the hearth of the world was currently absent. He was said to be melting and refining his body in a great furnace beneath the earth, preparing for rebirth.

That is, he is not a chess player.

Isaac tried to answer, but Wolsten continued without giving him the chance.

“Chess pieces don’t think like that. If they can think like that, they’re already chess players.”

It was a proud and proud word that a dwarf would say. Just as Isaac was thinking about the meaning of those words, a space appeared where he had to lower his posture to the size of Ulsten’s buttocks and pass through a narrow gap. The moment he passed through, the air suddenly became cold.

As the open space appeared, fresh air came in. It was air that did not fit with being deep underground.

“Here… … .”

“Light up the surroundings.”

Isaac, who had already illuminated the surroundings with the Ruaddin Key, was surprised to find that nothing was visible except the space he was standing in. This meant that the size of this underground cavern was enormous. As he turned up the heat of the Ruaddin Key even stronger, the outline of the other side began to be barely visible.

At that moment, Ulsten struck the light relic he was holding hard and threw it. The brightly burning relic slowly began to rise, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daylight.

Only then could Isaac see the scale of the community.

A vast space gaped open. Isaac was shocked by the abyss beneath his domain. It was at a level where he should be worried about sinkholes or collapses.

But this was not the space that Wolsten wanted to show.

He silently pointed to a large stone structure on the other side, exposed in the rubble of the collapsed earth. Seeing the strange patterns, Isaac thought it was some kind of hidden relic, but it was only when he looked closely that he realized what it was.

What Wolsten called an “interesting discovery” was an overly frugal expression.

Isaac felt fear before he could be amazed. It was a vast number of archangels. They were entangled, colliding, and crushed, buried under the soil like trash. It was a scale that had to be calculated not by number but by area.

I tried to guess the size of the archangels buried under the soil, but I gave up because I felt like I was going crazy.

At this point, it could be said that at least the entire deep underground of the Isacre Monastery was a celestial lair.