Children of the Holy Emperor - Chapter 392



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392. Negotiation (2)

Seongjin, who could not sense the divine power, did not know how the power worked. Nor how it could destroy evil or purify it.

But at least one thing could be said for sure: not even his father’s mighty divine power could harm him, so who in this world could dare to purify him?

That’s why I can open my mouth with peace of mind.

“Well, if you are confident, you can purify me right now.”

The conference room fell silent as if the chairman had poured water on it. The implications of that proposal were greater than expected.

Do you try to purify someone that even the Holy Emperor cannot touch? Or do you deny someone that the Holy Emperor has permitted and try to purify him?

However it is taken, this is blasphemy that directly challenges the authority of God’s representative!

“… … .”

Of course, even leaving aside the blasphemy, there were many problems.

What if purification is truly impossible? Not only would it be like admitting to everyone your own lack of ability, but it would also be like taking the lead in acknowledging that evil being as the Lord’s disciple!

‘… This is a role that must be absolutely avoided!’

Groan, groan.

The priests look at each other and whisper.

But there are bound to be people who rush in without thinking about anything.

“Profit! Where, do you think I can’t do it if you ask me to?”

Cardinal Benitus came down from the stage, grumbling, and ran toward the saint.

Masain’s eyebrows twitched at his utterly disrespectful attitude, but before his hand could even touch the sword, Seongjin quietly raised his hand to stop him.

‘Be patient, Sir Marsain. We came here only to persuade them peacefully.’

‘… Are you serious?’

The one who just poured out his aura and pressured the priests?

Seongjin pretended not to notice the absurd gaze of Martha, and calmly watched the skinny old man’s hand extend in front of him.

“You filthy thing! Get out of this sacred temple of the Lord immediately!”

Hwaaaaak!

From the hand that was holding the ash-colored uniform, a sacred white light burst out. It was the powerful sacred power of Benitus, one of the five cardinals of the Holy Empire and once renowned for subduing demons.

‘… Amazing! I used to think of you as just a useless old man living in the back room… … .’

It was the moment when the high priests saw him again.

Of course, to Seongjin, who was exposed to the divine power of Seonghwang every day, it was a power that was embarrassing to even call light.

“… … ?!”

When Sungjin showed no reaction despite being hit by the divine power, Benitus looked momentarily bewildered. But soon, he began to squeeze out his soul using all of his might.

“Eeeeek!”

How much time has passed like that?

Finally, the poor old man, having poured out all his strength, collapsed into the seat, gasping for breath.

“…Uh, how did this happen?”

“Okay, everyone saw it, right?”

widely.

Seongjin looked around the conference room, straightening out his wrinkled collar.

“Isn’t it clear? I am not the enemy of the Empire, nor am I the one you must defeat. The power that the Lord has given me is a manifestation of His firm will.”

“… … !”

Whatever the outcome, we will never be deceived by the sophistry of the wicked. This was the common thought of the priests present.

But when the unexpected result unfolded before their eyes, their minds resonated more strongly than they had expected.

‘… Wait. I didn’t expect it, but maybe?’

‘Is it possible? Just like the ‘trial of misunderstanding’ that Saint Grazier received long ago, is it really the hand of God that has touched Prince Mores?’

As the air in the conference hall trembled in silence, Cardinal Meyer watched the whole scene with sunken eyes.

‘This is not a good trend. Isn’t everyone feeling suspicious?’

It has been about ten years since the Demon Clan completely disappeared from the Zodiac. Among the young priests, there were those who no longer had a proper understanding of the nature of the Demon and the Demon Contractors.

‘That’s why they are so swayed by the prince’s words.’

Cardinal Benitus, however, seemed to have no doubt that Prince Mores was ‘something other than human’.

‘Prince Mores may be a demon contractor with connections to a high-ranking demon.’

A demon contractor is only human until the demon himself descends upon them.

Therefore, it is possible to not only dwell in the grace of the Lord, but also to obscure the magic itself without having to communicate with the devil for a long time.

“…dismissal.”

Archbishop Wesker seemed to have the same idea. She looked at Cardinal Meyer with an uneasy look in her eyes.

“Prince Mores may be… … .”

“Shh! Don’t be so quick to say things you’re not sure about, Wesker. If the Demiurge had been in some kind of contractual relationship, he would have already shown signs of erosion when he displayed his demonic power so strongly as he did just now.”

Yeah, that was the problem.

Contractors who summon demons or release powerful demonic powers will eventually quickly fall victim to erosion and have their souls stolen.

But look, even after committing such a terrible act, Prince Mores still appears to be fine.

Suddenly a fearful supposition crossed Cardinal Meyer’s mind.

It would be fortunate if Prince Mores were merely a tool or apostle of the Lord. Otherwise, ‘that’ would mean something that surpasses the Lord’s power.

“… But Your Majesty. Since things have come to this, shouldn’t we properly investigate Prince Mores?”

As Archbishop Wesker whispered again in a trembling voice, Cardinal Meyer clicked his tongue softly.

“Investigation? How on earth?”

How do you usually investigate contractors who are no different from ordinary people when they try to hide their identities?

Originally, it was simple. Anyone suspected of something was taken to the heresy court, and torture and treatment were repeated until they confessed.

but-

“Your Majesty, there’s no way you could just throw your favorite son into the torture chamber! And on top of that, the prince himself claimed to have undergone the ordeal of the Lord God, and proudly displayed his own demonic energy… … .”

“Well, then. Is there really a chance that what the Prince said is true?”

“well…….”

Cardinal Meyer was skeptical about that.

The ‘trial of misunderstanding’ that Saint Grazie received literally meant the incident where she was accused of being a witch and brought to the Inquisition. This means that there is no record of the saint exuding magic or anything like that.

But even with such a simple accusation, didn’t she have to endure all three sets of ‘Trials of the Saint’?

‘It’s also ambiguous to tell Prince Mores to prove it like the saint did. Aren’t these trials already forbidden by His Majesty? Unless the prince himself steps forward, we can’t force him to undergo the trials first.’

A frustrating situation where you can’t do anything. If the young prince had thought this far before doing something, you can’t help but say he was really clever.

As Cardinal Meyer’s worries deepened, someone in a calm voice called the attention of the confused conference hall.

“everyone.”

It was none other than Cardinal Kafran, the head of the council.

He continued speaking slowly, completely unfazed by this series of events.

“I think you’re mistaken. Today’s meeting is not the time to accuse Prince Mores of any kind.”

“What are you talking about now? How can you say something like that even though you’ve clearly seen all that evil energy flowing around?”

“Relax, Your Excellency Cardinal Benitus. We have come simply to demonstrate the power of [destruction] that Your Majesty possesses. Do not forget that.”

Kaplan looked rather calm.

Yes. What does it matter whether the prince is a corrupted one or a true apostle who has been tested by the Lord? The moment he gives off such an evil aura, he will already be pushed far away from the 18th throne.

“That, that’s right! That was it!”

Flash!

At his advice, Benitus’s blurry eyes regain their vitality.

Yes. Didn’t I set up a trap that could never fail? I swear to the Lord that I will never let that wicked and dangerous thing go to waste in the glorious name of being a disciple of the Lord!

“Come on! Prove it! Come on!”

He ran to the stage in a hurry and gathered the small statues he had prepared into his arms.

“If you are truly an apostle of the Lord, you should be able to pass this test! Now, hurry up and solve these!”

Hurry up!

He returned with quick steps and roughly threw the things he was holding into Seongjin’s hands.

Thud thud thud!

“Did you say about Saint Terbakia? Did you say that evil spirits are dealt with in an evil way? Then prove it! Purify all these evil things and show the world your great [destruction] power!”

“… … .”

Seongjin glanced at the statues placed on his palm.

They were pieces of wood the size of two finger joints, and at first glance they looked like the shapes of monsters, or maybe dinosaurs.

‘Yeah, I had a feeling it would be like this… … .’

On the day the large demon species appeared, a strange phenomenon was witnessed in which the magical energy flowing out of it was dragged to various places in the zodiac.

After searching the place for a long time, the knights found the unidentified ‘seed of the demon species’, that is, these small wooden statues.

I heard that the priests tried to purify it several times, but it was never destroyed. Dasha carefully told me that it was information that was treated as top secret by the Holy Assembly.

But now that I look back, it made sense.

‘Because these are things from the real world. Unless the conditions are met, they cannot be easily destroyed by the power of the real world.’

Yeah, I had a feeling that eventually this would be taken out.

How can they test the power of [Evil Destruction]? Those who are called priests cannot come forward and summon demons in the imperial city.

Even if it were possible, the demon would not be able to withstand the grace surrounding the zodiac the moment it was summoned and would simply disappear.

‘Then you’re giving me a task that I can’t succeed at from the start. If I really prove my power, the people who summoned me will be in a very difficult position.’

As expected, not only Benitus but most of the high priests were looking at this side with a strange enthusiasm. It seemed that the conversation on the Holy Assembly line had already been concluded before the Holy Jin was summoned.

‘Without a doubt, you think I could never solve it.’

I couldn’t help but laugh. It wasn’t unexpected, but I really can’t see through everyone’s intentions.

Ignoring the confident gaze of Cardinal Benitus, Seongjin lightly touched one of the statues with his finger.

Woof-

As soon as he summoned his will, a faint red light appeared in Seongjin’s pupils. And soon, as expected, a faint window appeared before his eyes.

?Spinomegalosaurus Summon Ticket?

?You can summon the field boss of Spring Valley, Spinomegalosaurus, once. The summoning ticket will disappear immediately after summoning the dinosaur. If you choose to destroy it, it will also be deleted from the item window.?

?Physical resistance B. Water resistance B.?

?Monster Grade: B+?

?*Currently unable to check Northland server.?

The demon species that swept through Bathurst Territory a while ago was one that followed the laws of the world of the underworld.

I wondered where such a strange dinosaur came from, and it turned out that it was probably created using a summoning ticket of this type.

‘You mean you can summon it or even destroy it?’

As I stared at it quietly, as expected, another small selection window appeared next to it.

?Do you want to destroy the summoning right??

?Delete / Cancel?

Yes. No one here can even guess, but Sungjin right now could easily destroy these without lifting a finger.

Is there another proof method in the world that is this easy?

?Giganotoallosaurus Summon Ticket?

?Arhinomosasaurus Summon Ticket?

It was the same with all the other pieces of wood.

If you concentrate quietly, similar explanation windows will pop up.

“If it is too much, you can give up now, Your Majesty. No one will force a young son of the Holy Emperor to do something beyond his ability.”

From a distance, Cardinal Kaplan’s leisurely voice could be heard.

It sounds like he’s trying to soothe her gently, but the emotion hidden inside is an excited joy that he hopes his grandson’s rival will fall like this.

Seongjin raised the corners of his lips.

Well, is there really any need to hesitate? If the board is laid out this beautifully, it is only natural to take it lightly with each step.

“It would be good to engrave it clearly into those two eyes that are distant due to their stubbornness.”

Sungjin raised his chin haughtily and declared. Even without shouting at the top of his lungs, his clear, aura-filled voice resonated to every corner of the conference hall.

“This is the power of the apostles given by the Lord, this is the miracle of the Lord!”

Seongjin lifted one of the statues high and looked around.

?Do you want to destroy the summoning right??

?*Delete* / Cancel?

Without any hesitation, I clicked the [Delete] button on the selection window that appeared before my eyes.