I Became a Madman in the Game - I Became a Madman in the Game chapter 114

Episode. 37 North and South (2)

It wasn’t until two days later that the aftereffects of the punishment completely healed.

Finally, I was able to use my faith and powers freely again.

I immediately looked at the Plague Castle using the divine eye.

‘indeed… … .’

What Zeke said was not wrong.

The plague castle, as he reported, had a look reminiscent of a terrible plague giant.

Aside from wriggling and transforming into a bizarre figure, how dense was the magic that filled the surroundings.

There was nothing more to find out.

Afterwards, the leaders relayed the current situation to the troops in Rio Castle.

Tension was rampant in every man he could see.

“How is Baren’s situation?”

While I was watching the knights moving busily, the Lord of Ord Castle asked me.

Of course, he seemed to assume that I knew the news of Baren.

Of course, that was correct, so he answered meekly.

“As expected. Both the royal side and the side have begun to move.”

“… … His Majesty the King must have made the best choice.”

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He had told me about the choice King Barentis would make.

And that prediction wasn’t wrong at all.

“I hope the Prot Kingdom understands the deep intentions of His Majesty the King.”

Trust, once broken, is difficult to rebuild. There is nothing to say about that from the point of view of being broken.

Nevertheless, the king held out his hand again.

If it was the hand smeared with filth the other day, now it’s the hand holding the light.

I opened my mouth, recalling the royal road where I used to organize an envoy.

“Everything will work out. Hor of Varen is watching over this place.”

At my words, Seongju bowed his head and moved on.

Whether preparing for the final battle or writing a report, there are not just one or two things to do.

The head of the Batten family always lived with papers, but it seemed that the higher the position, the greater the suffering.

It was a time when he was honoring the hard work of the lord of the castle.

“The end is finally in sight. Even this Plague War.”

This time Aaron came along.

Beside him were Moritz and Gide.

“Do you have anything to say?”

For some reason, their stares staring at me were hot, so they took a sneaky step back and asked.

“Saint.”

Aaron took a step closer to me with an honest face.

“If I make the most outstanding achievements in this battle, will Hor give me the qualifications of an intermediate paladin?”

The three eyes are exceptionally burning.

Listening to the detailed story, while they were talking to each other, a competition, not a competition, was attached.

“These. Become a paladin and divide the class?”

As soon as I shot a prickly word, Moritz came out in a huff.

“It’s not such a vulgar and vulgar story!”

“Then what is it?”

“Isn’t it the virtue of a knight to want to make an achievement? It’s natural for us.”

A very bold statement.

It was to the extent that it seemed new to me that this child was such a person.

As if he wasn’t wrong, Gide was also looking at me with interest.

A smile came out at that sight.

“… … okay? If you play an active role in the battle against Kalgos, you will be able to become an intermediate paladin.”

In fact, I was no different from them either.

Corps Commander Calgos.

The thought of slaying that vicious bastard and achieving the ascension of godhood made my whole body feel as if it would heat up on its own.

This time, Gide stepped forward and said.

“Brother, the morale of the soldiers is no different from that of Master Moritz.”

I looked around at Gide’s words.

The faces of the soldiers who were taking out the combat materials came into my eyes.

Although they couldn’t hide their tension, it didn’t seem like they were even afraid.

Apparently, we weren’t the only ones boiling with our fighting spirit.

“On the contrary, there were those who rejoiced. The end is finally starting to appear.”

As if he had heard of it before, Gide smiled happily at the bravery of the soldiers.

“I was worried even if it wasn’t, but it worked out.”

The ten thousand men there had only fought one battle.

Even if it was a 3rd generation plague, it was truly surprising that it was not frightened before the confrontation with Calgos.

“I guess I finally accepted that God’s protection was with me. I saw the lightning strike with my own two eyes.”

“ah! that’s right. that was awesome Even the head of the Marx family would not be able to show a miracle like this.”

Aaron and Moritz continued to talk back and forth.

In the meantime, Moritz’s remarks reminded me of a problem I had forgotten for a while.

“Marx… … .”

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At a meeting not long ago, I said that the Magic Alliance would also participate in the battle.

Then, the knights of the castle, including the leadership, shouted against the death toll.

The appearance of shouting that he would not hold hands with the wizards of the Southern Continent even if he died soon.

Of course, the magic union would be different, but the men of Baren, who were called the shields of the northern continent, hated the wizards down there.

“Mmm.”

I returned to my bed and sighed.

Reconciliation between the northern and southern continents is a very long and difficult road.

I realized it belatedly.

In addition, an unexpected variable was added.

“Alan. Alan… … . You crazy child.”

A picture of a boy appeared in my mind.

The burning of the mad saint, seen as a divine eye after the aftereffects healed.

“I was underestimating you.”

okay. I really underestimated Alan’s temper.

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I thought he would become docile if he was tamed well, but he was a double-edged sword.

A sharper sword than anything I’ve ever known before.

He said that the late wind was scary, and Alan’s faith, which belatedly came to believe in Hor, was madly twisted somewhere.

“… … I can’t help it.”

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Fire-!

A red flame burned.

The fire that swallowed the plague monsters, and the corpses of the wizards piled up on top of them.

The renowned magician, Roland’s owner, also became a charred corpse.

“… … .”

Silence fell in the hall.

The members of the Magic Union just looked at the boy with confused eyes.

couldn’t stop him

Even though the boy suddenly attacked his comrades, for some reason he could not block his way.

If they did, it seemed as if they would be torn apart by the madness they could see.

“Whoop, whoop… … Dirty renegades, I will purify your souls with this holy fire.”

Hwaaak-!

At Alan’s hand gesture, the fire grew even larger.

turncoat.

Alan Marx constantly spat out the sound of a renegade.

Even Marx’s elite magicians were all making faces that they couldn’t understand.

The Alan they knew was truly the symbol of nobility.

He was a boy worthy of the word perfection, possessing the dignity and ability of a person who reigns over others.

But why?

There was an indescribable madness in his eyes, which had always been cool.

At first glance, it seemed that darkness was swirling in the depths.

But if you’ve seen him before, there’s no lie in talking like this.

The adjutant, who was watching this, murmured suspiciously.

“You mean they were traitors… … ?”

“Yes. They are traitors.”

Alan responded promptly.

“The whole body’s refusal of the light that it was supposed to serve is proof of betrayal and at the same time a great sin.”

A voice full of conviction.

Once again, auspicious light emanated from the staff in his hand.

“Can’t you believe me?”

The faces of those who were exposed to the light were distorted.

Neither the one who lost the head of his family nor the one who lost a colleague could say anything.

It wasn’t just the light.

He was afraid of the lunatic holding the light.

It seemed that if I raised my voice against something, I would be burned at the stake.

The wizards who knew how to value their lives kept their mouths shut without making the issue an issue.

First of all, it was a thought to avoid danger.

The sudden burning ceremony was arranged under the command of Alan’s assistant.

Now, a few days have passed since then.

Alan, who was wildly mad, was locked in his room and was on his way.

“Horse. Did you see it?”

He put his hands together and prayed.

“I have purified with fire the renegades who do not bear your light.”

The corner of Alan’s mouth went up as he recalled the brilliant light of God.

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You’ll know that I’m more capable than anything in the north.

Primary emotions of wanting praise came to his face.

“I recognized your greatness alone. The peace I’ve been longing for… … For that, we need your light.”

Alan remembered his big dream.

Until now, the world’s peace has been maintained by swords and magic, and it has been broken too easily.

Keeping peace for some brought unhappiness to others.

Then, what should be done to achieve perfect peace?

Alan Marx found the answer when he was ten years old.

“A world without swords and magic! You must be hoping for such a world too!”

The world needed swords and magic.

Monsters and other races were rampant everywhere, and now even dirty demons were infested.

In the present era, when swords and magic are more desperate, Alan called it a turbulent world.

“I am… … When I became your saint, then I finally attained enlightenment.”

Alan’s ambition is to kill all the monsters and alien races in the world, and eliminate all seeds of discord.

It was only relatively recently that there had been a slight change in that aspiration.

“Horse. You rescued me from the pit of darkness. He shared that brilliant light with me.”

light of salvation.

The light of God that has arrived in a troubled world.

The longed-for light of peace.

Swoop-

Alan raised his hand high.

“I will make this world a blank slate. You look down upon the lambs from the top of the world I have created.”

Horsi.

That is my gift to you-

It was when the saint of the south muttered in rapture.

Brilliant brilliance burst from the wands that had been hung in one corner of the room.

“Ahhh! Horsi!”

Alan’s face turned red.

His eyes widened and filled with joy.

He must have come to listen to his wishes and answer them.

maybe even give you a prize

he believed so

『Saint of the South… … .』

How can the magnificent voice of God be so awe-inspiring?

“yes! speak up! This Alan is listening!”

Alan knelt down and shook his head.

『I saw it in you.』

『The appearance of a judge who punishes evil.』

『The appearance of an apostle who acts as a divine punishment.』

A benevolent glow enveloped Alan.

『My eyes are not wrong.』

『There is nothing lacking as a hero to overcome the chaos.』