Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 32



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Episode 32. Holy Grail Knight (1)

Holy relic.

Just as a miracle occurs in a person’s body and is called the Eucharist, an object that contains a miracle is called a holy relic.

However, there are ranks among sacred objects.

The brightstone necklace that Isaac once had could also be called a type of low-grade holy relic.

Among them, this black class in front of me was different.

Strictly speaking, it was an object that should be kept as a cultural asset or national treasure.

[Ceremony of Division (EX)]

[When the dancer decided to break up with the king, the sword that took out her heart. Through this cruel ritual, one being was split into two gods, so it is called the split ceremony. Can be used for high-level ceremonies of the Red Grail Club and the Elil Church.]

This was the dagger that gave birth to the nine faiths, the Red Grail and Elil.

It is difficult to judge the value of items that angels gave miracles to, but if they are sacred items directly related to God, they are among the treasures directly managed by the religious order.

‘There’s even a class like the Holy Grail Knight that travels around looking for such holy relics… … .’

It was clear that if the Holy Grail Knight found this sword in front of him, his eyes would turn.

Of course, this dagger was worthless as a weapon. This was because it was simply a ceremonial tool. However, it is in that ritual that the true value of this dagger is revealed. In order to perform a powerful miracle, many conditions are necessary.

Offerings, long prayers, medicine, time, circumstances, etc.

However, if you have this knife, you can ignore quite a few conditions.

‘Why on earth is this here now?’

Isaac felt ridiculous.

Perhaps Heinkel did not simply escort the Buddhist cultists, but also helped them perform the ritual.

Isaac hurriedly hid the dagger without realizing it.

It was clear that if it was known that I had this, all kinds of people would turn on their eyes and rush to me. In particular, it was clear that Walaika hunters would keep an eye out for their whereabouts.

It was an item that had the potential to cause enormous trouble.

However, Isaac was not foolish enough to miss the opportunity to hit the jackpot just because he was scared. A deep smile appeared on his lips.

‘Heinkel, you… … He was a really generous guy.’

Isaac wished Heinkel Gulmar well in the Red Grail Heaven in the afterlife. I don’t know if you can go to heaven even if all your blood is lost.

Suddenly, I saw the sun rising beyond the valley. The morning sunlight seeping in touched the back of my hand.

The sunlight was more pleasant than any other time.

***

“Gebel, it’s not long now. little bit more… … .”

Gebel groaned and took a step forward. There must have been a deep curse in Heinkel’s attack, and the bleeding did not stop. His expression was pale and his steps became slower, but Isolde did not stop and dragged him along.

It was early in the morning that he was beaten on the back of the head and dragged away after telling him to abandon his path and go out first and call for help from the Holy Knights. Gebel no longer tried to persuade Isolde.

At that time, Isolde suddenly stopped. Soon her expression brightened. The rhythmic sound of her horses’ hooves echoed through the valley, growing louder and louder.

Doo doo doo doo doo.

Soon, the horses of the Holy Knights wearing white armor came running around the corner of the valley, crushing the gravel under their feet.

At the front, a paladin whom Isolde knew well was running, holding a hammer as big as his head.

“Captain Rottenhammer!”

“Rottenhammer?”

Gebel muttered in surprise and quickly lowered his head. He was a difficult person to meet now.

Rottenhammer discovered Isolde and Gebel and hurriedly stopped the Holy Knights. Right now, there were only five paladins, probably the advance guard, but they were all heavily armed and armed with all kinds of miracles and protection. Rottenhammer took off his helmet, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with shaggy gray hair.

“I received the call and ran. Heretic Questioner, Lieutenant! Treat the wounded.”

Seeing Gebel’s condition, Rottenhammer seemed to realize the urgency of the situation, skipping greetings and all formalities and getting straight to the point.

“Where are the infidels? Send me a jackdaw and I will track it down immediately.”

“The Walaika hunters were ambushing us. Among them was the Duke of Gulmar.”

A look of confusion passed through the paladins at the mention of Walaika Hunter. The same was true for Rottenhammer. He furrowed his brow for a moment and then opened his mouth.

“When we received the call from the Jackdaw, we heard that it was an Immortal Church and prepared for battle accordingly. “It seems like something happened in the meantime.”

The way to deal with undead who are just bones and the way to deal with a vampire that regenerates infinitely is bound to be different. Isolde admitted that he had been careless, but even so, if he had not hastily called the Holy Knights, help would have been late.

“Will it be a problem?”

“It’s no problem at all.”

Rottenhammer said, putting his helmet back down.

“The sun is rising, so I won’t be able to run away quickly. I will return after completely cleansing this area. Is this all you have? “Are there any people left behind?”

Isolde looked distressed at Rottenhammer’s words.

“One of my colleagues stayed behind to buy us time.”

Rottenhammer fell silent.

The sun has just risen in the morning. It is obvious what would have happened to my colleague if I had given him more time during the night. Either he became a mummy with not a single drop of blood left, or he became a ghoul because he was poisoned by the blood of the red chalice.

If the latter, it will be Rottenhammer’s hand to end it.

Rottenhammer said calmly.

“What a heroic young man he was.”

“He was a young man younger than me… … I couldn’t bear to stop him. Even though he is young, he has great skills and can even perform miracles, so he would definitely have become a great paladin… … .”

To be precise, Isaac had never performed a miracle in front of Isolde, especially a miracle related to the Code of Light. However, in Isolde’s memories, Isaac was glorified as a saint with an angelic appearance and swordsmanship skills.

“Wisdom who cured the plague and skills in swordsmanship that I never thought I would meet in such a remote area… … And the spirit of willingly sacrificing for others, and above all, when I encounter a face in the middle of the night that seems to have been created by the hands of the Code of Light, it really was made by an angel… … .”

Rottenhammer cleared his throat for a moment. Isolde realized that he was holding the Knights Templar by nonsense and motioned for them to hurry away.

There was still plenty of time to remember Isaac.

However, Rottenhammer did not move even after seeing Isolde’s hand gesture. His eyes were looking towards the inside of the valley.

“Heretic Questioner.”

“yes?”

“Are you referring, by any chance, to that angelic hero walking over there, covered in blood?”

***

Although he was probably tired from staying up all night dealing with the Walaika hunters and Heinkel, Isaac was surprisingly fine. Thanks to blood sucking, the efficiency of stamina recovery seemed to have increased significantly. Thanks to this, Isaac was able to head out of the valley right away.

What greeted Isaac as he walked out of the valley were the Paladins approaching with a loud noise.

The Holy Knights who come running with their white armor sparkling in the morning sunlight can easily be called the guardians of the Code of Light… … Isaac was caught up in such sentimental thoughts, but his sentiments changed when they passed him by and surrounded him.

They are like poor bastards who make the reward of working hard all night disappear.

But Isaac did not pull out a knife or attack. Because I knew why they were doing this.

“Isaac?”

While surrounded by paladins, an old paladin who appeared to be the leader opened his mouth.

“I am Luman, Rottenhammer, of the Holy Knights of Brient. Are you hurt? “If you’re hurt, let’s talk about it first while getting treatment.”

“It’s not my blood.”

Isaac raised his arms to show that nothing was wrong. But Rottenhammer’s expression became even more determined.

“Then I’m sorry, but I think I need to check a few things. I heard that you lured Walaika hunters all night long to save the Inquisitor. Let’s talk straight. “Did you drink blood?”

Being chased by a group of Walaika hunters, including a peacock, in the middle of a valley in the middle of the night? That is impossible even for a current Paladin. Even Rottenhammer doubted whether it would be possible without a miracle.

Common sense tells us that the only way for Isaac to survive in the valley is to join forces with the Walaika hunters.

‘It would be a lie if I said no… … .’

“no.”

Isaac was already shameless enough to separate himself from the tentacles when eating the rat. It is true that he sucked blood, but it was the tentacle’s doing, not his doing.

“If I were a vampire, would I shamelessly walk around under the sun like this?”

Although there were many shady places in the valley, there were also many places that were sunny. Of course, if you are not a vampire but a ghoul, a slave addicted to the blood, you can walk around in the sunlight. So it seemed like the Holy Knights had a hard time believing Isaac’s words.

But Rottenhammer stared at Isaac. Isaac faced him, hoping to keep his eyes as bright and clear as possible.

Soon Rottenhammer burst into laughter. It was the sound of laughter that echoed through the valley.

“There’s no way a ghoul would have eyes full of justice like that!”

Isaac wondered if the effect was a little excessive, but Rottenhammer came closer with a smiling expression.

“To survive without a scratch even after being chased in the middle of the night by Walaika hunters is truly amazing! It is indeed as Lady Isolde said. “A young hero was born.”

‘Lady Isolde’.

Do you have any personal relationship with the Brandt family? While Isaac was thinking about this, Rottenhammer gave instructions to the other paladins.

“You two will return with this young hero. “You must be tired after wandering through the valley all night.”

“yes!”

“I plan to track down the desperate Walaika hunters and destroy them all. “They’ve been tormenting our side all night, now it’s our turn to torment them during the day!”

Isaac didn’t say that all the Walaika hunters were already dead. The fact that Isaac managed to lure them all night and survive is quite an achievement. If he went so far as to say that he killed not only the hunters but also Heinkel Gulmar, he could be suspected of being something beyond absurd and bizarre.

“I guess I’ll have to hold off on hearing about our young hero’s overnight exploits. “The Heretic Questioner is waiting for you, so hurry up and meet him.”

***

“I thought I would be safe. “Isaac.”

The first person Isaac met was Gebel.

Gebel was resting at the headquarters of the Holy Knights of Brind. They seemed to have brought along about 10 Holy Knights, about 50 trainees, and reinforcements. Most of them will search and form siege networks rather than participate in direct combat.

“Are you feeling okay?”

“There was a talented priest.”

When the curse was removed, Gebel’s complexion looked even better. However, because the area where she was stabbed was so bad, it seemed like Gebel would have no choice but to stay still and recuperate for a while. Isaac examined Gebel’s wound, which was covered with her bandage.

‘It’s like a fucking tentacle.’

He was amazingly good at killing and tearing people apart, but he wasn’t helpful at fixing or healing. Isaac’s healing ability came from his special privilege, ‘Innards of the Dead God’.

“Where did that Inquisitor girl go? “He must be doing nursing or something.”

Isaac muttered as he saw that Isolde had disappeared without saying a word of thanks to him. She didn’t do it because she wanted to be thanked, but it was true that she felt embarrassed.

“After receiving only a brief miracle of recovery, I joined the search party and set out to inform them of the outfit of the Walaika hunters. The more combatants there are, the better. “It’s amazing that you walked with me all night long.”

It wasn’t that I was embarrassed, it was that I knew my priorities well. If you think about it, it was a waste of talent for the Heretic Questioner to even do nursing.

I must be exhausted because I called the animals from the furnace and walked non-stop from yesterday morning until dawn, but I can’t believe I’m going to fight again.

Of course, the effort was in vain as the tentacles did not eat all of the ‘battle targets’ with pleasure.

“Mr. Gebel is not dead, so that’s it.”

“I guess that’s what I should say to someone who survived being chased all night by Walaika hunters… … hmm.”

Gebel coughed for a moment and then caught his breath.

He looked up at the barracks ceiling for a moment and then opened his mouth.

“This may sound random, but Isaac. “Let me ask you just to confirm.”

Gebel stared straight at Isaac.

“Did you kill all the Walaika hunters?”

Isaac tried to pull it away.

However, Gebel’s tone was that he already knew everything but was just thinking about it. So while Isaac was hesitating to answer, Gebel spoke again.

“Duke Gulmar too?”

“… … .”

“That’s amazing. How on earth… … No, no. “I won’t ask.”

Gebel pursed his lips and glared at the ceiling. She noticed the veins in his eyes.

“Don’t ask me how I knew. When I heard that you came back alive, I had no idea that the Walaika hunters were still alive. “Leader Rottenhammer and the Inquisitor must be searching the empty valley right now.”

“Why did you think that?”

“It may sound funny, but I thought it was possible from the day I first brought you to the monastery. “From the day you survived Carlsen’s attack.”