Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 275



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Episode 275. Forbidden Knowledge (5)

Dera Heman, Commander of the Golden Lion Knights.

Isaac and Vashul froze at the mention of the name of the strongest of the Light Code Knights. If it was Dera Heman, then he was an opponent that could not be defeated without using tentacles, and if so, then his identity would be revealed in an instant.

‘Besides, the abilities he possesses don’t match well with mine. It’s difficult… ‘

However, the moment the summons order was issued, the situation was already irreversible.

Baschul’s face twisted and he swung his sword straight at the librarian. However, despite the sharpness of the sword, the moment the lights on the ceiling flickered, the librarian was already far away.

It seemed that he had decided that since Dera Heman would arrive soon, there was no need for him to exert his power. In fact, the Librarian was more prepared for the destruction or runaway of other sealed items than Isaac and Baschul.

Baschl looked at the librarian from a distance, gnashed his teeth, and turned to Isaac.

He hesitated for a moment, but then said as if he had no choice.

“Isaac, escape now and go rescue the Emperor.”

“Didn’t you hear just now? Don’t you know who Dera Heman is?”

“How could I not know? I was once a knight of the Codex of Light.”

“Bashul said in a growl.

Although he has very little experience in actual combat due to his duties as a protector of Lichtheim, there is no disagreement within the Empire that he is the strongest of the knights.

The Golden Lion Knights themselves are the elite of the elite. And Dera Heman is at the top of the order. He is the captain and also serves as the chief knight.

“That’s why I’m saying this. Whoever it is, at least one person has to catch that monster’s ankle. It’s better. If there’s a problem during the process of rescuing the emperor, Dera Heman will definitely show up, so it’s better to deal with it here and leave. You, who knows the structure of this labyrinthine underground corridor, are the best for that.”

‘I wonder who will be dealt with. Even if Basul sold his soul to Elil, he will not be able to defeat Dera Heman.’

But Isaac also agreed with Baschl’s opinion.

If one of the two needs to stay here and take the aggro while the other helps the Emperor escape, Isaac, who knows his way around, is the one for the job.

However, it is questionable whether Baschul can last even five minutes against Dera Heman and the librarian.

“In that case, wouldn’t it be better to fight together here?”

“Are you saying I’m weak? I’m not as weak as you think. Last time we fought, I told you that I had a hidden weapon.”

Basch muttered, raising the corners of his lips.

His speech was not pretentious. There was clearly something he believed in.

Just as Isaac fights with all his might, he secretly keeps in mind that he will use his tentacles.

And Baschul was reluctant to show it to Isaac.

It’s probably the same reason as Isaac.

‘no way…….’

Isaac could not confirm a ridiculous possibility, because in the distance, with a loud noise, the secret vault began to flash red.

Thud, thud, thud, thud. Each time the sound of the door being opened and closed loudly rang out, the speed at which the red light approached grew faster and faster.

Baschul saw that and shouted urgently.

“Go! Leave the rest to me!”

“Please, don’t raise the flag and be quiet!”

Isaac gave up trying to escape.

Running away in this situation is not the answer. The Librarian will not let him go easily, and if a state of alert is issued for the entire Lichtheim, Isaac will have a hard time doing anything properly.

‘If only this crazy tentacle hadn’t acted so wildly… … .’

But why did this crazy tentacle just eat that book without permission?

Suddenly, Isaac had such a thought.

Thud. As a red light fell in front of them, a huge stone gate appeared. It was the same gate they had entered through.

Boom. There was a loud noise and a blinding flash of light.

Behind the halo, a man wearing a lion mask with seven eyes strode in, wearing only slippers and pajamas.

***

Baschul and Isaac were momentarily taken aback by the sight of the man in his pajamas.

A golden lion mask with seven eyes.

This is a distinctive mark that can be said to be the characteristic of Dera Heman. However, there are other descriptions as well. For example, a brilliant golden armor and a dazzling white cloak.

At least there was no talk of pajamas or slippers. Fortunately, instead of a teddy bear, he was holding a flaming Ruaddin key.

‘That’s right. Now that I think about it, it was the middle of the night.’

I didn’t know whether I should be thankful that I had at least brought a mask or whether I should question whether a mask was all I could bring in that situation.

In any case, the person in question seemed quite upset at being summoned at such an early hour.

But he paused for a moment when he saw Isaac and Baschul. He couldn’t yet decide whether they were friend or foe because of the confessional attire that covered their faces.

Isaac pointed to Bashuul and shouted.

“It’s that kid! That kid destroyed the purple!”

While Baschl looked at Isaac with astonishment in his eyes, Dera Heman moved immediately.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t stupid. The commander of the Golden Lion Knights decided that there was no reason for a confessor to be visiting the secret archives at this hour, and decided to cut them both down immediately.

A sword flew towards Isaac, who was nearby. Instead of hastily drawing his sword, Isaac blocked it by wrapping his hand around the sword energy. However, the astonishing power and miracle contained in the key of Ruaddin cut off Isaac’s sword energy.

Kkwad! Isaac barely managed to parry the sword and stepped back.

Dera Heman’s sword had several layers of life-threatening miracles attached to it, allowing it to easily pierce Isaac’s sword. As blood dripped from the wound on his hand, tentacles began to twitch as if they were about to burst out.

‘Stay still.’

If I hadn’t flicked it away with the tentacle on my left palm at that crucial moment, my palm could have been cut off. I knew it was strong, but I didn’t know it would be this strong.

It seemed that there were still many strong people in the world, including Atlantis.

Dera Heman looked puzzled when he saw that Isaac’s hand was intact, only bleeding slightly, but he did not immediately attack. Instead, he swung his sword at Baschul.

Basul had no choice but to draw his sword and block Dera Heman’s attack with all his sword energy. However, the momentum was so overwhelming that Basul’s sword energy staggered after just one hit.

“Ah… … You little punk! Just go away!”

Baschl tried to call Isaac’s name, but barely managed to keep it from rising above his throat and shouted.

“Just give me a moment. Just a moment.”

However, Isaac, who had succeeded in his original goal of ‘causing Baschle to aggro and buying time’, desperately thought of a way to overcome this situation. It was impossible to kill Dera Heman now. The bastard had not yet revealed his full power. Also, if the Librarian controlled all the doors and paths, there would be no way to escape.

They are locked in this huge prison with wild beasts.

I considered unsealing the sealed items, but if I do that again, the blind sentinels might really come this time. The situation is already dangerous enough.

If you hadn’t come to the secret vault from the beginning, you wouldn’t know.

Isaac suddenly remembered the knowledge the tentacle had chewed up and swallowed.

About the threads that weave together Urbansus.

‘What the hell. Do I really have to do that?’

A series of thoughts of nonsense and reasons why I shouldn’t do it lined up in my head. But there was no other way.

The moment he made that decision, Isaac cleared the clutter from his mind.

This world shows what it believes to those who believe. If the person in question doubts, the ‘miracle’ will not happen.

“Baschel!”

Isaac called out to Bashu, who was desperately trying to defend himself as he was being pushed back in a way that was unbecoming of a sword master. Derra Heman took off his slippers and fought Bashu, who was holding out better than expected.

It was surprising that he could fight like that while wearing slippers.

In the face of the increasingly powerful attack, Baschul seemed to have no time to respond, and his sword was already in tatters.

“We’ve never been here before! Let’s do that!”

All I could hope was that Baschul would understand what I was saying now.

Fortunately, as expected, Baschul immediately understood what was being said. However, it was a statement that was shocking beyond shock to Baschul.

He turned his head towards Isaac with his eyes wide open.

“you…….”

Dera Heman was not so foolish as to miss the opportunity. He cut off Basul’s head with his sword in one breath.

Crunch. But the sound that came out the moment the neck was struck was too light and crude to be the sound of cutting flesh and bone.

Dera Heman’s eyes widened at the change that had occurred to Basul, who had lost his neck.

Passs …

Baschul’s body was reduced to ashes.

And from the rising dust, Bashuul suddenly appeared again, swinging his sword at Dera Heman.

Bang. A loud noise different from before and a sharp cracking sound made Dera Heman jump back.

But this time, Baschul didn’t miss him. Snap. Every time Baschul moved, a shape made of gray ash left its mark, blurring his vision.

Basch muttered in a growl.

[It must be a plan that has a backstory.]

It was the voice of an angel.

The fourth angel of Elril, Ashtub.

The secret sword of Elril, whose whereabouts were unknown, was taking up residence in the body of the black Vashu, preparing to inflict fatal damage on the Church of Light’s Code.

Isaac smiled.

Ashes could kill Dera Heman like this, but that would attract the attention of the angels who love Dera Heman, and the blind watchmen would also come rushing in.

It’s beautiful how cleanly it comes out here.

“Let’s go save the emperor.”

This completes the draft.

The author is full of troubles. The main character is Isaac.

And editing Isaac.

But script corrections are only possible in Urbansus. So how do we enter Urbansus?

It’s simple. There was a way that only Isaac could do at the moment.

A green halo of ash trees began to appear above Isaac’s head.

The watchman’s lighthouse.

As a great warrior of Elril. Version, Elril’s battlefield.

The whole place was filled with green light and the scent of fallen leaves, and leaves and branches began to sprout from every box and seal.

The rules of Elril began to take control of the secret archives. When Isaac forcibly brought Urbanus here, Ashtooth also began to move to revise history.

Under the shocked gazes of Dera Heman and the librarian, the two began revising the script.

***

The moment Isaac entered the Urbanus revision, his perspective was a little different than before.

The White Owl said that in order to revise Urbanus, an angel who can observe Urbanus is needed. In other words, an angel can choose and view all timelines, and intervene in the timeline of his choice to create the history he wants.

But in reality, there aren’t many ‘meaningful’ timelines.

Let’s say a boy prevents the future where his younger brother dies in an accident through the intervention of an angel. However, the city is invaded by the Orcs of the Orkan Discipline, and all the citizens of the city are killed. In this case, saving the boy’s younger brother is meaningful to the boy, but it has little meaning in history. Just as if a meteor suddenly fell and destroyed the continent, the Orkan Discipline’s control of the city would be meaningless.

The big flow eats up the small variables.

Just as a few splashes of water do not change the flow of a large river.

Historically significant events occur at only a very small number of points in history.

That is why Jaetu-seong was also contemplating at what point in history he should intervene.

At what point in history should we correct it?

And Isaac could see into such a troubling dilemma.

‘It’s different from before.’

Let’s assume that the angels’ view of Urbansus was like opening a page of a book they wanted to see. But Isaac was one level beyond that. Isaac was a character and could observe both the angels and Urbansus at the same time.

Isaac thought about what was different from before.

‘Is it because you preyed on the white owl’s book?’

Isaac continued to chew and digest ‘On the Threads That Weave Urbanus’.

Although he still did not understand all of the content, all the knowledge from the book seeped into Isaac’s mind through predation.

And the stored knowledge was ready to pop out when needed.

The important thing is ‘knowledge’.

The moment Isaac acquired the forbidden knowledge, he began to see the world with a different perspective and insight than before.

Just as the perspectives of those who fear lightning as the wrath of God and those who understand thunderclouds and electromagnetic forces are different.

Of course, Isaac only just gained perspective and had no ability to correct history.

It is up to the angel to decide what to choose and how to correct it.

But Isaac already knew where he would choose.

This is because there were parts that were marked in advance as if bookmarked.

A drop of chaos that fortunately popped up.

It wasn’t a part that had much historical significance.

It was only meaningful to Isaac.

“There seems to be a bit of a problem with the plausibility of this part.”

***

“What, why are you like that?”

Isaac opened his eyes. He still had a slight headache and a feeling of dizziness as if his vision was doubled, but he quickly recovered. Baschl was watching Isaac with anxious eyes.

The location is the underground corridors of Lichtheim.

They have just emerged from the underground passage.

Isaac answered with a grin.

“It’s nothing. Let’s start by saving the Emperor.”

The name of the nameless chaos is not in the secret library.

Then there is no reason to go to the secret storage.

But instead, Isaac stole something even more important: knowledge.

Isaac, originally just a character, should have lost his knowledge when history changed, but this time he became an observer of the change, so he did not disappear.

‘Thank you, Olkan Discipline. Even though you’re a bunch of thieves, you have something to learn from?’