Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 293



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Episode 293. The Whisper of the Brazier (5)

‘Become a god.’

Isaac, who knows that Carlsen’s plan will fail, has no reason to do something like that. However, if there is one thing that differentiates him from Carlsen, it is that Isaac is already receiving favor from the nameless chaos.

Of course, usually, when you tamper with someone else’s corpse, the person’s permission is not that important. Just like the bugs that already swarm the nameless, chaotic corpse.

But if you’re using the nameless power of chaos, it’s a different story.

In a sense, Isaac has inherited the entire legacy of the nameless chaos.

The knight who works as an intern at a rival company is actually the plenipotentiary agent, heir, new chairman, and undercover boss of Nameless Chaos Corporation.

Even if it wasn’t a new god, it was clear that the conditions would be sufficient to revive the nameless chaos.

“Let me be blunt. I won’t do it. I won’t do it. I won’t do it.”

At Isaac’s firm tone, Tukhalin looked at him quietly.

“As I said, I believe that the Code of Light should rule the world. I don’t like the way it’s being done now, so I’m thinking of changing it up a bit, but that’s it. If that process is going to cause a swarm of tentacle monsters, then… well, I’d rather… go live somewhere far away.”

I can’t even say that I’ll commit suicide because I feel sorry for my life.

It might have been different when I was living in a monastery where there was nothing, but now I have many people following me.

I wondered if Tukhalin would listen to this excuse, but fortunately, Tukhalin seemed to have seen through Isaac’s inner self to some extent.

“Didn’t you say that from the beginning? God is just a being that is manipulated by his followers. He is not an omnipotent absolute being, so why should he do something like that? He would rather be an emperor.”

“That’s right.”

Tukhalin smiled with a gloomy expression.

“But no god became a god because he wanted to rule over others and wield absolute power. Everyone made that choice because they had no other choice.”

Isaac let out a long sigh. He didn’t know how to convince him.

“It was purely by accident that I ended up in this land. It was Lord Hendrock who invited me in the first place. Ask Kyle Hendrock, he’s still here.”

Of course, that was a lie. Isaac knew that the Hendlock Estate was valuable land.

I didn’t know it would have such important value.

It seems to have found its place well as its value is increasing day by day, but somehow it feels like standing on a manhole cover floating in the air.

“I believe in your character, but I find it hard to believe that you won’t become a god.”

‘Isn’t it the opposite?’

While Isaac himself thought his own character was somewhat questionable, he really had no intention of becoming a god.

Even now, I am at a point where I am embarrassed to say no to the angel of death, but I have failed. How can you say that he is a god?

“If those who believe in your values ​​are being unjustly massacred and persecuted by the Light Code, and the only way to protect them is for you to become a god, are you sure you won’t choose that path?”

“that…….”

Isaac was speechless.

Eliel also became a god for the same reason.

To win the war against the Code of Light.

Of course, he still lost, but if that’s the only way to protect the people, Isaac doesn’t have much of a choice.

And in the sense that we might one day have to confront the lighthouse keeper, Tukhalin’s words were a very likely prophecy.

As Isaac failed to answer, a hissing sound came from the oven.

Tukhalin stared at it for a moment and then nodded. He stood up as if the conversation was over. Isaac’s face twisted at the thought of being ruined.

Tukhalin held out his hand to Isaac as if to say goodbye.

“That was a good answer, Isaac. I look forward to working with you in the future.”

“yes?”

“The world’s hearth will be with Isaacrea.”

***

“Do you still think the same, Master Thunder?”

After Isaac left, Tukhalin muttered as he looked into the stove where only the embers remained.

“Actually, I still can’t completely trust that Grail Knight. He’s selfish, sinister, and secretive. I think the public opinion of him is something that was spread positively by those who were deluded by the fact that he was a Nephilim.”

The fire crackled in the stove. Tukhalin heard the sound and laughed in disbelief.

“Are all gods like that? Well, that could be true. All gods are selfish, sinister, and secretive for their followers.”

Tukhalin fiddled with the hammer handle.

With this hammer, there was nothing he could not fix, nothing he could not break. He could create and destroy.

And now he had unprecedented raw materials before his eyes.

The flames of the furnace whispered. Tukhalin lowered his head with guilt-filled eyes.

“I understand why the Thunder Master is against this expedition. However… … .”

He continued, his hammer gripped tightly in his hand.

“But even without me, that young man will surely become something in the future. He may become something as terrible as the Thunder Master fears, but isn’t it the duty of the old men to beat, discipline, and persuade him to prevent that from happening?”

The lightning from the hammer crackled and bounced between the surrounding swords and hammers.

“If it can’t be fixed, then it would be my responsibility to destroy it with my own hands before the young man becomes something terrible.”

***

Isaac was overjoyed to receive the unexpected jackpot card, ‘Cooperation of the World’s Furnace’.

Of course, as a lord and a Grail Knight, he expressed his joy by rolling around on the bed in his room, so happy that he even forgot that Hesabel was hanging from the ceiling.

After rolling around on the bed for a while, Isaac met Hesabel’s eyes looking down at him from the ceiling, and he got up from his bed, dusting off his clothes.

“It was a ceremony to express gratitude for the victory.”

“Oh, if you hadn’t said anything, I was going to pretend I didn’t see it and move on, but that’s what it meant. Could you tell me the exact ritual procedure?”

“Then just pretend you didn’t see it and move on. Was nothing wrong?”

Hesabel came down from the ceiling.

Hesabel, who had been caught in the barrage of the underworld, had long since recovered from her fall. Since she could use the miracle of healing as long as she could replenish her blood, the battlefield filled with orc corpses was like a free field hospital to her.

So she pretended to be recuperating and went around the territory to monitor things, mainly places where important people were.

Currently, the Isacre territory was oversaturated with Elril and the big names from the world’s furnaces suddenly gathering there.

It was strange that no problems arose.

As expected, Hesabel spoke seriously.

“It seems that King Aethelred and Lyanna Georg held hands only a few days ago. When will they sleep together and have a child since they are so young? It would be good if Lyanna took the lead since Aethelred is young, but this young lady doesn’t seem interested in anything except the battlefield.”

“Okay, next.”

“A warrior named Raulrock of the Lycanthrope Warriors confessed to Reina Hild. He said he was impressed by her forearms, which he could easily break in arm wrestling.”

“Okay, next.”

“Father Clese has a late-night date with Miss Neria… … .”

“Wait a minute, Hesabel. What are you doing? Are you reporting on gossip? Why is the information so biased?”

“This is my major. Is there any topic more important than this?”

“Isn’t there anyone gnashing their teeth about who to kill, or someone hiding someone who is sneaking in? I want to leave for the expedition quickly before the hot-blooded warriors gathered here kill each other. If only I could get ready!”

“Oh, of course. There is someone who is most likely to kill Isaac, and King Aethelred is hiding him.”

“what?”

***

“… … It’s been a long time since we last met. Sir Cidrik.”

‘The capricious’ Cidrik.

He, the Swordmaster of Elril and the one who had helped Lady Rosalind in the Kingdom of Elril and almost killed Ethelred, was standing on the other side of the alley.

Sidrik froze in front of Hesabel and couldn’t answer.

Isaac strode towards Seedrik and said:

“I never would have guessed that Your Majesty Aethelred would be harboring the man who tried to kill you. What brought you here in hiding? And who commissioned you?”

It was easy to drag Cidrik out of the room Ethelred had prepared for her. Hesabel simply walked up and down the alley a few times, revealing her appearance outside the window.

The Sword Master, who had clearly been warned not to come out, was fooled so easily.

“Ah, um. It’s nice to meet you, Grail Knight. It’s not something else… … I stopped by on my way, and His Majesty Aethelred told me to definitely meet you, Grail Knight. I was hesitating because I wasn’t mentally prepared, but I didn’t expect to meet you so suddenly.”

It seems that Ethelred Tan waited until she was mentally prepared out of consideration.

Certainly, I no longer felt any murderous intent or resentment from Cidrik. Even back then, their breakup wasn’t that bad, so I expected that he didn’t come with any malicious intentions.

“Where are you going? Where are you going?”

“that is…….”

Sidrik glanced at Hesabel hesitantly. Isaac thought for a moment, then felt astonished.

Somehow I had a feeling I’d never be able to get away from this topic tonight.

“Have you come to see Hesabel?”

“Oh, no. It was a misunderstanding. I was heading east. I just happened to remember an old acquaintance and stopped by.”

“I don’t think we’re acquaintances. Where in the east are you?”

“that is…….”

“Surely not the Kingdom of Walaika.”

“… … .”

Cidrik averted his gaze. Hesabel chuckled silently.

Isaac felt sorry for this sword master who had grown old and pathetic.

Although Hesabel sometimes acts foolishly in front of him, he is actually a descendant of the Duke of Walaika Kingdom.

It was easy for her to boil down a savage like Siddrik. Even though Siddrik had been defeated once by Hesabel, she still seemed unreflective.

Isaac sighed and opened his mouth with the thought of saving a man.

Anyway, he was the person I was looking for to take with me before leaving the Kingdom of Elril.

“Don’t hide in an inn like this, stay at the monastery, and let’s discuss our future together.”

A force as powerful as Sword Master has come to me on its own, so I can’t let it go.

Even though Sidrik may seem a bit pathetic, he is someone who shows amazing wisdom and skills when needed, as seen in the incident where he helped Lady Rosalind.

Hesabel smiled and passed by, brushing the back of Cidrik’s hand with the back of his hand.

“It’s nice to meet you again, Hero of Elril.”

Unless it has to do with women.

If they were going to be easily swayed, it seemed better to get them on our side early.

***

As the world’s furnaces were incorporated into the new plan, Isaac began to select who would remain in the domain and who would join the expedition.

Not everyone could go on an expedition. The Orkan Discipline might resume its great raids, and the Code of Light could not rest easy. The Undying Order might also launch a rear-end terror attack if the Holy Land was threatened.

‘There are more than enough forces to restrain me.’

And because the mission involved going deep into enemy territory, a small number of elite infiltration raids were more advantageous than a large-scale expeditionary force. Isaac had come up with a suitable route for that.

All the knights of Elril will naturally go to war. They have come prepared to die on the battlefield.

Lycanthrope warriors and furnace craftsmen also went halfway. The Gavel and Rottenhammer Knights also joined, and troops from the Isacrea Army also participated. Since it was not enough to have only a small number of elite troops to fight, there was also a need for people to take on supply and maintenance duties.

But Isaac also had an unexpected companion.

“What do you mean, I can’t get life insurance?”

Isaac was bewildered by the news that he could not solve the miracle that had been cast upon Angela, the orphan girl he had brought here from Siraxa.

The death insurance miracle is not a difficult miracle to lift, even for a local priest. However, even though numerous priests and even furnace craftsmen from the Isacre territory rushed to lift it, they failed.

The priest, who had barely managed to interpret the structure of the doctrine entangled with Angela, answered while wiping away cold sweat.

“This is no ordinary contract. There are multiple overlapping protection doctrines that prescribe that no knowledge can be disclosed or revealed.”

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