I Was Chosen as the Saint’s Husband - Chapter 193
193 – Part 2 Episode 22, Reseal
The next morning.
I woke up at 5 a.m. and quietly left the house with Perry.
Today is finally the day of sealing.
Perhaps because it was a day when I had to have a more pious heart than ever before, I felt like even the clean morning air was giving me strength.
I feel like I am being filled with magical power.
Now I think I can use not only internal magic but also external magic.
Of course, I can’t actually use it.
Next time, if you have to use a lot of force, why not ask the Spirit King for a favor?
“Perry, you shouldn’t bark?”
“bruise.”
Because it is 5 am, everyone is sleeping.
So, if Perry barks as loudly as usual, everyone will wake up, and it will be difficult to quietly rein in the chaos.
The more noisy it gets, the more difficult the situation becomes for me.
Still, I’m glad our ferry listened to us.
I picked up Perry, put him on my side, and came down to the Jinwang Shrine.
Even at this time, the Holy Knights came to their senses and were diligently guarding the Jinwang Temple.
“Your Majesty, the artisans brought the mithril box and placed it inside.”
Oh, now I see you are the knight commander.
It seems that even on that day, the knight commander is watching the front.
For reference, the original special forces knight commander with the Sun and Moon Blade was Stella’s older brother…
So, he was my older brother, but he completely let go after the protest incident.
I feel proud because I think it was me who took care of the problem.
Even so, I was only wielding the authority of a saint.
“thank you.”
I said thank you and went inside.
When I came inside, I noticed three large boxes placed together with an old box.
and…
An extremely gloomy black energy was flowing out of the three old boxes.
It looks like the Holy Sword has been completely unleashed, right?
Because I didn’t see you yesterday.
Anyway, that aura is extremely unpleasant.
When I think about the number of people that energy has killed so far, I get goosebumps all over my body.
Probably, if an ordinary person had entered the Jinwang Temple, their physical condition would have deteriorated significantly.
Because it is in a sealed state, the negative energy is not that strong, so it will not be life-threatening, but your body will be so weak that it will be difficult to walk right now.
“Even though 3,000 years have passed, it seems that the purpose of destroying the world has not changed.”
The purpose of chaos is the annihilation of humanity and the destruction of the world.
We don’t know how such a being was born, but we know roughly what chaos is made of.
Chaos is people’s complaint.
The era in which King Jin lived was a time when human life was worse than that of ants, so people died every day.
A friend I played with yesterday is found cut into pieces in an orchard…
The grandfather who lived next door was found drowned after being assaulted by someone and thrown alive into the sea…
Or, the person who raised me, like my parents, becomes food for a monster and only the head is found…
Isn’t it terrible?
In those days, such bodies were discovered every day.
And, chaos is a monster that grows by eating their souls.
It’s just a mindset created to complete one’s revenge.
What would happen if that thought form gained power?
There may be people who seek revenge on the person or monster who killed them, but aren’t there more people in this world who pour out their resentment rather than targeting someone?
Yes, people are like that.
Rather than people who killed themselves, humans tend to focus their resentment on people who have forgotten that they are already dead.
A mentality that is truly foolish, yet one can only begrudgingly understand it.
Since I am also a human being, I have no choice but to understand his resentment.
“It’s terrible… It’s terrible…”
However, if you just blame others, the chaos has killed more than 2 billion people.
I heard that more people have died since I died, so it must be at least 3 billion.
Unfortunately, I cannot make you attain Buddhahood.
This is because there is no being in this world who can embrace those huge vengeful spirits with a warm embrace.
“I’ve killed too many people to expect God to be generous.”
So we have no choice but to seal it.
Thoroughly prevent the seal from weakening and breaking again someday.
First, each box emanating gloomy energy was placed in a mithril box.
The large mithril boxes were large enough to hold each box.
Then pour the holy water on the side into the empty space.
The energy of chaos cannot pass through holy water, so if it is filled with holy water, it will not be able to escape.
Instead, it is inevitable that the box will shake because there is water inside.
I’ll keep it here for the rest of my life anyway, so it won’t be a big problem.
Then close the door of the mithril box and combine them.
I shook it slightly after confirming that it was tightly coupled to prevent the contents from flowing out, just like the structure of a Lock&Lock container.
“Oh, I can’t feel the energy I had just a moment ago.”
If I had known this would happen, I would have used holy water when I first sealed it.
Why didn’t the goddess tell me that?
Surely, it’s not an obvious story like the goddess is the shadow of everything?
“Now here… take out your sword…”
He pulled out the holy sword from his waist and placed it on top of the boxes.
Mithril has a high conductivity of magical power and divine power, so just placing it on it spreads the magic evenly, so it’s okay to just place it like this.
What did you do when you used it in a wooden box?
Why can’t I remember?
“ah…”
I remembered.
This disaster occurred because it was placed in a wooden box with low magic conductivity.
It was the biggest mistake I made while sealing.
“Then… this time, for real, let’s never see each other again. Chaos.”
I placed my hand on the sword and closed my eyes.
And I began to inject both the divine power I received from the goddess and my own magical energy.
It feels like it’s spraying magic rather than blowing it…
It seems as if the magic power sprinkled blocks foreign substances trying to come out…
However, it wasn’t easy.
Even though it was already sealed, the chaos of running wild trying to avoid being resealed reached me.
It seems that a little bit of black energy leaked out through the gap created when the box was shaken.
– Please save me! Please save me!
-Kill all men! And capture all the b*tches!
Villages burning and villagers looted and raped.
Those who are plundering the village are not bandits or robbers.
These were soldiers who deserted during the war.
This is not my memory.
As the sealing progresses, the memories of the chaotic vengeful spirits come into my head.
Plus, all the emotions they are feeling…
The emotions of the soldiers who were desperate to enjoy themselves before they die, and the emotions of the villagers who were being plundered by those soldiers.
Everything came into my head without the slightest filter.
“Kuuu!!”
A hangover-like headache, as if you drank alcohol and woke up the next morning.
And yet, the adrenaline secreted by tremendous pleasure.
The crushing pain gradually subsided and disappeared.
And strangely, my lower abdomen is wet.
This is my first time experiencing such dirty pleasure.
The pleasure a deserted soldier feels when he attacks a private house in a state of desperation and rapes her…
It was so disgusting that I almost vomited for a moment.
“You can’t do it… Perry!”
I waved my hand and called, and Perry, who had been waiting next to me, climbed onto the box.
As I said before, Perry, who was on top of the box, began to give me magical powers.
I drained all my horsepower last night and left the ferry charged like a battery.
Sealing uses a lot of magical energy, and if a large amount is used at once, it can be sealed quickly and firmly.
That’s why I was so obsessed with liberating the Holy Sword.
Still, it became a little easier because of the horsepower I had given over to Perry.
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The priest’s uniform was completely wet, including his pants, due to the sweat flowing down from him.
My legs were shaking and I didn’t even have the strength to put my hand on the sword…
The sound of a lock being locked was heard on the blue mithril box.
It’s like a sound effect indicating that the sealing has been completed.
“…Are you done?”
I put my hand on the box just in case.
Before it was sealed, it felt like it was shaking, but now I don’t feel that at all.
Rather, it felt like the surface of a calm lake.
It’s so quiet that I want to throw a stone…
Hair stone!
The sealing was completed successfully.
As I thought about that, the sudden rush of relief made me lose strength in my legs and I fell.
Why?
Because I was pouring out all the magical power I had, I almost got into big trouble.
As soon as I heard the sound of the key, my magic power ran out.
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The amount of magical power waste discharged was too small compared to the amount of magical energy used, so the condition of the body was rapidly deteriorating.
If it had taken just a little longer to seal it, he might have died.
When I think about it like that, I suddenly feel a little cold…
No, the body temperature is really going down?
Uh…huh? Are you really going to die like this?