Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 306



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Episode 306. Siero Dawn Army (2)

When they heard the scream, Siero’s men came running, but they couldn’t come near after seeing Isaac’s murderous expression. If Siero’s charisma worked on them, it’s only natural that Isaac’s charisma would work on them too.

“You have driven so many people to their deaths, and yet you are running away to live alone, even though you cannot promise to die with them? Is your life that precious? How valuable is this body?”

Isaac grabbed one of Siero’s ears and pulled.

Blood flowed out as the upper part of his ear was slightly torn. He could have just ripped it off in one breath, but he was only deliberately using less force to inflict pain.

Siero screamed and called for help from his men.

Finally, a man who couldn’t stand to watch tried to approach.

“He, Holy Grail Knight, Priest Siero, for a greater and nobler purpose… … .”

“If you keep talking, I’ll rip one off and shove it in your mouth every time, so just stay still.”

The man, who couldn’t imagine how much Isaac would tear off of Siero and where, quietly kept his mouth shut and stepped back. Siero called out the names of people several more times for help, but to no avail.

“All the guys who followed you are stupid as hell, but they are still the guys you led and followed! If you had pointed the way, you should have gone with them, not run away alone?”

Isaac was already furious at Siero for inciting religious madness in the empire and causing countless deaths.

But I didn’t intend to kill Siero because of that. It wasn’t just Siero’s fault. Isaac also created the trend that incited the Dawn Army, so he was just as guilty as Siero.

But if Siero had incited the madness of the people, he himself should have died in that madness.

You shouldn’t run away like this.

“Hey, wait a minute! I’m going to call in reinforcements from outside to help them… …!”

Isaac’s eyes turned purple. Seeing through the lies with his confused eyes, Isaac finally grabbed one of Siero’s ears and ripped it off.

Blood spurted out with a scream.

But Isaac didn’t stop. He was so angry that he couldn’t even hide his purple eyes.

Isaac grabbed the other side of Siero’s ear. Siero, who had solved most of his problems with Nephilim’s charms up until now, was embarrassed by this new situation. No matter how much he pleaded, it was counteracted by Isaac’s fear.

And only when this situation came up was Siero able to express his true feelings.

“If I hadn’t done this, I would have died!”

Isaac stopped moving.

“what?”

“If I hadn’t done this, I would have been discovered by the Light Code and would have died! You know it! This was the only way for me to survive! Surround myself with people who love and worship me and protect me!”

Isaac felt a pull in the back of his neck. Siero’s screams were a perfect echo of Isaac’s past.

Isaac also wanted to become an important figure in the Code of Light in order to survive in this world.

“There was nothing else I could do! In an era where everyone was going crazy, if I hadn’t used that madness, I would have been swept away by that madness and died! I just tried to survive by using the talents I had within my own conditions!”

“Then you should have died there!”

“Why me? I’m just trying to survive! You’ve probably killed people to survive too, and you’ve done some crazy things! But I’ve never killed anyone with my own hands! And you? You’ve killed people and piled up corpses!”

Isaac felt his head getting hotter and hotter.

His words are painfully true, but they are fundamentally wrong. Is it only murder if you kill with your own hands? Humans can kill hundreds or millions of people with just a few words or a signature. And Isaac only fought those who pointed their swords at him.

He never turned a blind eye to the deaths of his own people.

But it doesn’t matter how many people he’s killed. Isaac sympathizes with Cielo’s words about how crazy he’s been doing to survive, and realizes how lucky he is.

‘I could have easily become that kind of person.’

If only he had thought of a way to live comfortably in this world, he could have ended up like Siero.

Isaac, unlike Siero, was chosen by the nameless chaos, and was able to succeed because he cleared the game and knew where and how history would flow.

But Siero only had a bloodline that could kill him at any moment if discovered. He simply figured out how to use madness in an age overflowing with madness.

Isaac understood Siero.

But that doesn’t mean I was convinced.

“Is that just an excuse for running away after driving your followers to the brink of death? You piece of trash. It’s because you lead the group with thoughts like that that the Siero Dawn Army is in such a state!”

Isaac tore off his remaining ear, then struck his face once more, knocking out all his teeth. The mangled Siero collapsed, unable to scream any longer. Only moans leaked out from Siero’s torn throat.

I wanted to kill him right away, but this was not the place where he should die. The place where Siero should die was the place where his men he had gathered were being slaughtered.

Isaac took steps to keep the man from bleeding to death, then forcibly lifted him up.

“From now on, you will be responsible for your choices. I will make it so. You cannot run away. Even if it means dying, I will save you and make you take responsibility.”

There was a question in Siero’s clouded eyes. Isaac didn’t like that look either, so he slapped his cheek again and spoke.

“I’m going to rescue the four trashes who are isolated in Kraan now. Your disposal will be determined based on how you act there.”

***

Isaac grabbed Siero by the scruff of his neck and strode back into the scorched wasteland. Siero stumbled and followed Isaac’s lead with a look of resignation.

Isaac was displeased.

I have never been this unhappy since I came to this world. If only I could wipe out the city of Krann with all my might.

Because I wanted to erase Siero and all traces of Siero.

[Nameless chaos watches you.]

Then, the nameless chaos sent a message to Isaac, pointing out his emotional state. Isaac took a deep breath and acknowledged that his anger was abnormal.

The discomfort he felt from Siero was an anger as if he had seen an unforgivable flaw in himself in the mirror.

Isaac fully understood that this was the only way for Siero to survive, and that this was the only way he could utilize his talents.

I was angry because I understood.

If it weren’t for the nameless Chaos Guardian, if it weren’t for the kind teacher named Gebel, if it weren’t for the abbot’s honest and upright character who took care of the orphans, then maybe he would have ended up like this too.

It might be more frustrating to deny it.

[Nameless chaos watches you.]

So Isaac was dragging Siero to correct that.

If he was given a chance, then this piece of trash should be given a chance too.

Isaac was determined to help Siero to the death, just as the Nameless Chaos, Gebel, the abbot, and many others who had been kind to him had done.

All this time, I wanted to show Siero that there was still good in this world. That there was as much good as there was evil in the world. That it was just bad luck that got away from you, and that it wasn’t all that bad.

I just hoped that Siero would show enough responsibility during the process.

Otherwise, Isaac will have to live with this feeling of unease for the rest of his life.

***

Thump.

Isaac, who had stopped, saw a huge rock cliff and a towering black castle before his eyes. And beneath it, a huge number of zombies were struggling and swaying. For the zombies with little intelligence, the castle walls were an impassable barrier. Thanks to this, despite the numerical disadvantage, it seemed that Krann’s castle was still resisting.

‘Those guys are the real threat.’

Isaac watched the three or four Phantom Steeds flying through the air. It was usually the Lich’s job to raise this many undead, so there had to be a Lich somewhere.

Siero, who had been looking resigned, hurriedly bent down as soon as he saw the huge number of undead waving around.

“Now, wait a minute. You’re not saying you’re going to charge straight at me, are you?”

“Why not?”

“Wait a minute, that dragon is gone, and where did that Isacre Dawn Army you led go? You’re alone… … Aaaah!”

Isaac dragged Siero and rushed towards the zombie army. With the first strike of the Ruaddin Key, he cut down three or four zombies like scarecrows.

Isaac’s first blow was immediately captured by the will that controlled the zombie army. As if the horde was reacting in unison, the zombies surrounding the castle rushed toward Isaac.

“Eww! Aaaah! Ouch!”

Siero screamed and breathed flames at the zombies rushing towards him.

Basic ignition miracle. Isaac’s prediction that Siero would be able to perform some miracles if he was going around pretending to be a priest was correct.

Nephilim steals the miracles of their parents. This confirms that one of Siero’s maternal or paternal lines is an angel from the Code of Light.

‘Surely not brothers. I alone can handle the complicated situation… ‘

In any case, Siero’s desperate resistance and Isaac’s swordsmanship tore through the undead army with great speed. The trajectory of the flames seemed to tear apart the zombie army.

But of course, it was a crazy thing that couldn’t last long.

“Geuuuuuu!”

The zombies were using their massive numbers to crush Isaac. No matter how weak the zombies were, their mass was not going anywhere. And even Isaac would turn into something like raw meat if he was crushed by tons of pressure.

Isaac knew one sword technique that would be useful in these situations.

Kilik, card grab.

Isaac forced his limbs, which were banging against bone and flesh, to move in a manner similar to a swordsmanship move. Soon, with a loud explosion, he tore apart the surrounding zombies in one breath.

Kwarrurung! As the Avalanche swordsmanship’s characteristic landslide-like roar rang out, the zombies created waves at the speed of the sound. The roar not only burst Siero’s eardrums, but also attracted the attention of the Death Knights circling around.

“Ah, euah, euah… … .”

“Don’t be an idiot and follow me.”

Isaac strode forward again, holding onto the reeling Siero, whose eardrums were bursting. He could already feel the burning pain in his palms. And even more zombies were coming in than the ones he had destroyed with Avalanche’s swordsmanship.

But this explosion would have been enough of a signal.

To everyone who hears this.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Phantom Steed flew towards Isaac with a sharp noise. Isaac used the Drowning Hand again, but the creature dodged by rising sharply at a close range. It seems that the Death Knight who was hit by Isaac first did not neglect to report.

“The Holy Grail Knight! That’s the real Holy Grail Knight!”

“The impression is the same. Report to Al Letma.”

A Death Knight quickly flew off somewhere, but Isaac had no intention of just watching it.

Isaac activated his Isaac Sword Technique: Drowning Hand once more, faster and more precisely. At that moment, the fleeing Death Knight fell over and crashed down from Phantom Steed.

The Death Knights were astonished by the feat they had never seen before. The Hand of the Drowning was originally a technique to pull in opponents from a distance. The power was reduced, but it was easy to knock them down.

The fallen Death Knight seemed to be shouting something as the blue light inside his helmet flickered in anger. But at that moment, a spear blade suddenly shot out and pierced his stomach.

“Father Siero!”

It was a group of Siero Dawn soldiers who had just rushed out of the Krann Fortress. They had been holed up inside the fortress, but when they saw Siero running towards them and Isaac fighting, they rushed out of the fortress.

“Father Siero, are you okay?”

“I knew you’d come back, Father Siero!”

Siero, whose eardrums were ruptured, could not hear the voices. But he could clearly see them running for their lives.

The Death Knight grabbed the head of the militiaman who had pierced his stomach, but of course, it was only his cloak that had been pierced, as a mere militiaman could not pierce the Death Knight’s armor.

But at that moment, Isaac’s sword blade silently cut off the bastard’s head vertically.

Then he grabbed Siero by the back of his neck with one hand and pushed him towards the group of Dawn soldiers, whispering.

“Now, these are your men. They are your last chance.”

Of course, Siero didn’t hear it, but he could fully understand its meaning when he saw the militiamen protecting him.

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