I Became a Madman in the Game - I Became a Madman in the Game chapter 91

Episode. 29 Lanterns in the royal capital (3)

I saw the royal road through Sinan.

Baren’s choir singing and advancing, and the people following as if possessed.

[Beasts retreat in the heat of the torches]

[Your cold will recede in the warmth of the torch]

Magnificent lyrics rang through the streets of the royal capital.

The gloomy atmosphere like that of the end of the century changes little by little.

Hope bloomed on the faces that had been filled with depression and anxiety.

The little boy who held his mother’s hand tightly smiled.

It was nice to see.

So I decided to give you a small gift.

gooh-

The darkness was lifted and the light shone.

Blessings were given to the land illuminated by the divine eye.

Five hundred thousand, anyway.

An absurdly small amount of power to cover the entire capital.

However, it was just right to grow the embers that had already moved.

“Miracle!”

“Ho, Hor… … !”

The people shed tears of emotion at the clear blue sky and pure white brilliance.

The king, who had put his hands together, also looked up at the sky in a state of fascination.

I watched it quietly and then released the Shinan.

“Saint!”

Immediately after that, the voices of the believers who were recalled hit my ears.

“Look at that!”

“Hor has performed a miracle!”

I nodded my head and turned on the warm light.

The warmth tickling your cheeks makes you feel better.

The royal capital, which had been like a cold winter, was turning bright like a warm spring day.

“It seems that Baren’s faith has summoned Hor!”

This was done to convince the people of their hopes, but for some reason, the followers of the Hoor religion were thrilled and screamed.

Whether it’s a missionary or a Temple Knight, it doesn’t matter.

“Why are you acting like a country boy? Have you guys seen something like that once or twice?”

At my words, Aaron scratched his cheek with a bewildered face.

After hearing what he said, this is the first time I’ve seen Hor’s miracle.

So what are all the lights they’ve seen so far?

It was absurd and outrageous.

“hey! What have I done all this time!”

The biggest contribution to stopping the nightmare of Rio Castle was the light of Hor that I exhaled.

It was Hor’s light that drove away the demons of Battenberg, and it was always that light that turned on the light and blocked it when danger came.

The guys who became believers thanks to that saw a miracle for the first time now.

Having opened my axe eye like that, I soon realized something strange.

“… … .”

For some reason, the believers had their eyes wide open.

It was a reaction as if I had heard something I couldn’t hear.

Silence fell in the clearing where we stood.

It made me feel bad that everyone exchanging glances seemed like they were only ostracizing me.

“What is it, if the light I emit is not the miracle of Hor, what is it?”

“Ahhh… … Yes!”

It was only then that the followers laughed and scratched their heads.

“Of course it is. How should I say, until now I just thought it was the Holy Son’s power.”

“It’s just a miracle from God! Rather than saying, the Holy Son did it! It felt like that.”

hmm… … .

I wondered why this was so, but it was indeed true.

This is something I hadn’t thought of until now.

“… … .”

I raised my head and looked at the sky.

The sun announcing that it was midday, the light of faith around it drew a curtain like an aurora.

It was certainly a different landscape from the one I showed the believers.

Whenever the light shines, it is always done with these two hands.

‘I should do this often.’

Seeing the enthusiastic response of the followers, this seemed like a pretty good method.

Doesn’t God’s miracle remind us of something supernatural?

“yes. This is a miracle created by Hor of Baren.”

Belatedly, he nodded his head and put forward his theory of hope.

Adele whispered in my ear as she cradled me in my arms.

“Why do you invent strange doctrines? Dad is just dad, not a wish.”

“Write. Strange, I like it.”

“Me, saint?”

Mary, who had been looking up at the sky all along, approached me.

His eyes were full of curiosity.

“Why did they choose the long way back?”

“You mean the royal family?”

“yes.”

She wasn’t the only one who had doubts.

“I am also curious.”

“If we had started from the beginning… … .”

The evangelist who came this way said that they did not understand at all.

Not even that.

In fact, there is nothing for the evangelist to do. If I had just shouted out one word in the middle of the street to use my faith and believe in Hor, the number of believers would have increased by leaps and bounds.

Even so, this is the reason why many people had to endure the hard work.

What could be the reason for that?

“It’s your country.”

That would suffice as an answer.

“We made Baren our base, we didn’t try to live by grabbing a place at all. They must learn to stand on their own.”

He closed his eyes and inhaled.

The air was quite refreshing.

“Horgyo is a lamp.”

I opened my eyes again.

All of a sudden, everyone was staring at me.

I raised my finger and pointed to the royal road.

“And, Baren will now become a torch.”

A fan caught on the wall of a dark cave.

A fire had already been kindled once, but the fire was extinguished by a cold wind.

We only moved a small ember so that the fire called Baren could burn again.

How the fire spreads depends on the material of the fan.

“The same as ours but different, the flame of Barenman will burn.”

Hasn’t a rather distinctive doctrine already been born?

What kind of flame will the other candles that will burn through the lanterns in the future light up?

The more sparks gather, the more colorful Horgyo will become.

It was very much expected.

“Ahh! Evangelists! Let’s pray for Hor of Varen!”

Mary sniffed once and shouted in front of the missionaries.

Tears of emotion welled up in her eyes.

“Let’s add our Hor to Varen’s Hor!”

“Oh, Horsie!”

The time of sudden prayer passed.

Ironically, even the Temple Knights prayed with a serious attitude.

“Chwiik… … .”

Then a red orc came into my eyes.

He let out a somewhat resolute snort, moved his thick legs with great strides, and knelt in front of Mary.

“Mary Sojour, the Hor in me is calling out to Sojour to confess.”

The crude orc’s hand was reverently held out in front of her.

“If you hold this hand, you will be officially dating me.”

“Rapture followers, I’m sorry, but I’m praying for Baren right now.”

What a pity.

What else do you have to confess when you are praying?

“Ugh… … .”

A sigh came out spontaneously at the stupid orc’s actions.

◈ ◈ ◈

next day.

The sun rises and sets, but the scenery below is quite different.

Crackle-!

The laughter of children running through the streets.

From merchants greeting each other to the chirping of sparrows that hadn’t been seen for some time.

Everything seemed to return to the days before the tribulation.

If there is one difference,

“Ho-le!”

“Ho-le!”

It’s that people’s greetings have changed.

“This is really awkward, but I like it.”

“Chuck! Let’s say that.”

After completing one tour of the royal capital, the choir returned to the gates of the royal castle and preached the doctrine of Hor religion to the people.

Those who had hoped for a miracle accepted sincere salvation that day.

Salvation through the God in my heart, not through the outside.

The greeting, Hor-le, was the opinion of the Marquis of Trantis, meaning don’t forget the god who dwells in your heart.

The cold wind stops and spring breeze blows.

The change of seasons that came fast in one day was not necessarily good.

“A tree with deep roots can survive a drought.”

Richard found the king.

“In the future, we will need an educational institution for the rapidly growing followers of Horism.”

“You know. The nobles are already going through a meeting, led by the Marquis of Trantis.”

Richard nodded.

I thought that the royal family of Baren would produce decent results.

And it wasn’t just the Baren royal family that he believed in.

“Our missionaries wanted to help us.”

This is exactly where bondi evangelist should be.

A land where there is no faith, or where faith is just emerging.

Believers who were deeply impressed by the theory of hope hoped to remain here.

At Richard’s words, the king also nodded.

“Thank you. Thanks to you, Baren has the strength to stand up again.”

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“That’s all Baren’s power.”

“If it wasn’t for Prince Richard, it’s a power I wouldn’t have known in my entire life. Thank you very much.”

I’ll pay you back somehow, I’ll definitely pay you back anytime.

The king sent a hot gaze.

Before he knew it, the image of the old man who had been struggling with dark clouds had disappeared.

Seeing yesterday’s opening, he added confidence to confidence.

To doubt Horgyo even after seeing such a mysterious miracle with both eyes was like a blind man who opened his eyes.

“When the faith in the capital calms down, I will spread the faith to other territories as well.”

“That’s a good idea.”

Baren will change.

No one knows what kind of change it will be.

Sometimes you will benefit from Horkyo, and sometimes you will lose from Horkyo.

One thing is for sure, the people want hope.

To the king, that was the most important thing.

“We will be leaving for Rio Castle soon.”

The king opened his eyes wide at Richard’s words that he had heard while he was making a promise to revive Baren.

Richard recalled what he had seen with God’s Eye.

A castle of plague that ate the ruins of the collapsed Paulin Castle and rose tall.

It was a terrifying appearance, tangled with reddish flesh.

The ‘mother body’ is now complete.

Sooner or later, monsters who inherited the thoughts of Calgos, the Plague Chariot, will be rampant.

“… … Rio Castle, please.”

“Your Majesty, please spread the doctrine of the Hor religion far and wide. Hor is Baren’s hope.”

“Leave that to me.”

The king patted his chest.

It was a reassuring face, as if Hor was contained in it.

◈ ◈ ◈

Richard and the others left without a word two days later.

Very quiet for bringing the fire to the royal capital.

“Heh… … .”

Moritz let out a sullen laugh on the galloping horse.

The hand that made the viewer feel uncomfortable was groping his waist.

“Why is he like that?”

Seeing this, Richard vomited and asked the knights around him.

After hearing the story, he is happy that the time has come to use the gift he received from Ludwig.

Richard finally realized that what Moritz was groping for was not his waist, but a pair of daggers.

“Come to think of it, didn’t the saint also receive it? That terrifying magic sword and some kind of accessory.”

The knight who was answering Richard asked.

“hmm… … .”

Richard, who recalled a hundred demons and a bracelet, smiled deeply.

“okay. I am also looking forward to it.”

His face full of anticipation was no different from Moritz’s.