My Summons Are Special - My Summons Are Special chapter 135

135. Last Warrior

church.

A group of psychopaths who say they are connected to heaven through prayer.

A group that would have been used as a political means without any ability on Earth actually gained power in another world.

‘Now that I can’t use the system, the only way I can use the system… … .’

Just borrowing the power of the church. The church very welcomed Ian’s visit. hahaha, the hero who had only been close with the emperor finally showed his face to the church, so there was nothing he could not welcome.

“Nice to meet you. warrior. A saint who is in charge of the general responsibility of the church… … .”

“Ah, the introduction is over. What are you doing to increase the number of heroines beyond this?”

“yes?”

Leaving behind the saint who tilted her head and questioned, Ian immediately brought up the main point.

The reason he moved his heavy buttocks and came here. It was just to connect with the system.

To be more precise, to go to the heaven where the Demon King was supposed to be heading.

“Lady. It has always been said that the church is connected with the sky… … How far did that go?”

“To some extent, the world of the gods can be measured by our human standards… … .”

The saint listened to Ian’s question and hesitated to avoid answering. Heck, I can’t come up with an answer that I can’t do anything other than use the summoning system.

It is natural for trust to break down if you say such a word in front of a hero, and if it spreads that a saint said such a thing, there is a possibility that the credibility of the church itself will collapse.

Seeing that Ian’s expression hardened, the saint began to add additional explanations as if making an excuse.

“Don’t worry, warrior. God is always looking down on us.”

“No way.”

“yes?”

“He must be scratching his butt in the corner of the room.”

“… … No matter how brave you are, blasphemy cannot be forgiven. Please be careful.”

After hearing the saint’s words, Ian began to dig his ears as if he was not interested. Usually, in a place like this, I would please the saint, but… … Where is Ian a normal person?

He is a warrior who has already captured the Demon King and returned. He is a person who should have returned home right away, and he is like a late sergeant whose discharge was suddenly canceled.

No sweet words come out of your mouth. If it hadn’t been for the church to monopolize the way to connect to the system, they would have destroyed all of them.

“I have two jobs. One, to resurrect the summoned beast.”

Saying so, Ian took out Theresia’s heirloom. After the system was broken while trying to revive it, her heirloom was reborn after failure to resurrect.

I thought that the church might be contaminated by using the church system, but it is after the demon king, the subject of the pollution, has already left to heaven. It won’t break again.

“Second, please somehow connect with that handsome heavenly world.”

“… … Resurrecting a pet is very simple. It’s possible now. However.”

The saint looked at Ian with her eyes twinkling. Her magical eyes seem to lick the soul beyond the body.

“It is not so easy to reach the sky. No matter how much you call me a hero—”

“I can’t, so I’m not packing like that, is it?”

“… … You’ve been very rude. warrior.”

The saint, who exploded while listening to Ian, responded with a sharp tone. A kind and gentle saint? There is no such thing.

Because there were only warriors who did not believe in God and priests who gave everything to God.

—Please understand, my lord.

Anna intervened between them. Anna, who had overheard Ian’s conversation, immediately appeared and appeared in front of the saint.

The saint, who felt the great wings and divine power reminiscent of the apostles in heaven, bowed her head as it was and greeted the old paladin.

“It’s such a divine power… … Why is it that someone like you is under someone like that? … .”

“Please stop blaming my master, saint.”

“Excuse me. Angel.”

Anna talked with the saint with a benevolent smile. At the time when I was absurd about what the hell we were talking about, the attitude that was 180 degrees different from my own.

After finishing the story, the saint approached and handed Ian a hand.

“… … What is it?”

“The hero’s summoned beast must be resurrected. Come on, let’s go ahead.”

“here?”

Ian said so and looked around. Unlike the Church of the Academy, which was filled with all kinds of magic circles and decorations, there was no plausible magic circle here.

I couldn’t understand how they were going to revive a summoned beast in a place like this.

Seeing his attitude, the saint smirked once as if it was insignificant, and then explained why she was called a saint.

“I am a saint – the one closest to heaven in this world. With only me, there is no need for such troublesome drinking.”

“… … If so.”

After hearing the words of the saint, Ian handed the heirloom. The Heirloom of Theresia, where the darkness disappeared once the system was polluted.

The saint who was handed the heirloom closed her eyes and prayed to the sky.

Is it true that her words that she is connected to the sky were not false?

‘… … Come to think of it, isn’t he almost a player too?’

A person who can connect with the summoning system without the help of others. Such people were called players.

If so, can’t she be called a kind of player, who can be directly connected to the system?

Of course, she’s just an NPC, and unlike a player, she can’t use other functions, but… … Wasn’t that the same for you?

“Lady.”

“Yes, tell me.”

“Doesn’t the saint have a summons?”

At Ian’s question, the saint burst into laughter. It was a laugh as if he didn’t know anything about it.

But, as to how long he could not ignore the hero’s question, he coughed and opened his mouth.

“It is forbidden for our clergy who are connected with heaven to personally have the apostles of God.”

“… … why?”

“Because it is dangerous.”

“It’s dangerous, what is it?”

“It could be contaminated.”

pollution.

Hearing those words, Ian’s body stiffened.

The saint continues the story without noticing that Ian is stiff.

“With the help of all sorts of techniques and tools… … We are connected with heaven. There is no guarantee that you will have a pure heart just because you are a priest.”

“… … What does that have to do with pollution?”

“If human ugliness touches the heavens, there is a possibility that the heavens, as pure as white paper, will be defiled. Heaven will not tolerate those who defile themselves. Naturally, the clergy will lose their power forever.”

In other words, if a priest had a personal possession of his summons, the heavenly system would reject them just as a vaccine would reject the virus.

After hearing all those words, Ian could also understand why the system had an error.

He sent a virus called the Demon King to heaven, and the system that recognized the pass expelled him.

When I tried to log in while being banished, the broken system was revealed… … .

‘To fix this, I’m saying I have to be certified as harmless.’

A halo bursts out from behind the saint’s back as she contemplates how to fix the system.

The holy halo emitted by the divine beings, the luminous sound that signals that the system is working.

Whoops-!

A phoenix is flying from the ashes.

Theresia, who lost her life and became a servant of the Demon King, wakes up again.

“… … host.”

Phoenix Knights.

knight commander.

Theresia Erhard.

A reborn knight remembers his past.

To wash away the stigma, I am ready to do anything.

“A body that cannot die. Even if you die, you will be resurrected, so even death cannot wash away your disloyalty… … How frivolous is this.”

Theresia said so and slowly knelt down on one knee. Completely obeying Ian, he places his right hand on his heart.

“Unfortunately, I fell at the hands of the enemy and came to stand on the side of the devil. If you forgive this disloyalty, this one body. We are ready to burn again.”

“Theresia.”

“Yes, Master.”

Playful, she disappeared at this moment.

There are only knights who are desperate to regain their honor.

Ian adjusted to her like that.

“Not twice. got it?”

“… … Yes!”

While the two of them were shivering so much, the saint who summoned Theresia looked at Anna as if it was absurd and asked.

“The two of you, where are you?”

“… … Please close your eyes.”

Anna said so and looked at Ian. Summoners must become accustomed to the death of their minions.

Ian couldn’t. Because of his outstanding skills, his summons never died.

* * *

the devil is dead

While everyone acknowledges that fact, there are some who do not.

“Your Majesty is dead?”

The gigantic demon asked his subordinate demon again. The subordinate, who had heard of what he had heard in the human realm, nodded his head, and the demons who did not believe him cut the head of his subordinate.

no blood flow The subordinate demons died without even realizing that they had cut them.

“ha ha ha. I mean, he’s dead… … .”

Namcheonmado Namcheonmado.

Aurtaican.

Servant of the Demon King, the last of the Four Heavenly Kings.

The last samurai who heard the news that my master had died, made a light decision.

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Mace to those who killed you.

The army of Namcheonmado advanced towards the human realm.

It was at a time when all mankind was vigilant at the news that the Demon King had died.