Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 55



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Episode 55 I accept your debt (3)

Of course, I decided not to take Count Lehardt on the road to Hendrak’s territory.

Lehart had only stopped by with some people who had gone to Soeur to meet Isaac.

In order to capture Lord Hendrak and receive what was due, more thorough preparations, that is, many swords and spears, were needed. Since the route itself is closer to Hendlock in Lehart, it was expected that the arrival time would be similar or slightly faster in Lehart.

“That’s why I gave you a horse. “Don’t be late.”

As Isaac explained it to Hesabel, the driver who was leading the horse looked perplexed. He said it like an excuse.

“My lord, it is out of good will and respect for the Holy Grail Knight… … .”

“Yes, yes. So you want me to ride this horse?”

The horse the knight brought was a pretty nice white horse. It was a color that went well with Isaac’s new armor. It seemed like he would listen well because he was obedient, but Isaac didn’t like it.

‘Rather than a horse, it’s a horse that you would ride.’

Since it was a gift, it seemed like I chose someone who listened well and was pretty rather than someone who was rough. Because wrapping a gift is very important.

Then Isaac’s eyes turned a little further back. It was a black horse ridden by a knight.

“What do you mean by that?”

It was a black horse that was more than half the size and rough-looking than the white horse that Lehart had given as a gift. It literally looked like a war horse.

The knight looked at him in surprise at Isaac’s words.

“That guy? That one is difficult. My temperament is so dirty. This is a guy who has knocked down several riders. The horse should not adapt to the rider, but the rider should adapt to the horse. It’s not that I doubt the Holy Grail Knight’s skills… … .”

“I guess it’s because they’re afraid that if I get hurt, my arrival will be delayed. “Bring it and see.”

The driver had no choice but to bring his horse. In fact, his pedigree itself seemed better than the white horse he was gifted. However, although the white horse was pretty and good for running gracefully, it was not what Isaac needed, as he also had to consider horseback fighting.

When the guy who was dragged in saw Isaac, a stranger, he slapped him roughly, as if showing his temper like a large man.

No, maybe I felt something ominous about him.

Whatever the reason, Isaac had no desire to waste time training the horse. When Isaac held out his hand, the horse opened its mouth as if trying to bite Isaac.

But at that moment, Isaac’s hand grabbed the creature’s snout.

The parasite from beyond quickly burrowed into the horse’s brainstem. The horse whose brain was suppressed wriggled, but soon became calm. The child checked the fear, excitement, and sensations felt through his words.

I didn’t want to do this to an animal that couldn’t speak, but to be honest, Isaac wasn’t very good at riding horses. The best he had ever ridden was a monastery pony.

‘If I do it like this, I can control it according to my will.’

Of course, it doesn’t completely dominate, it just causes pain or forces people to calm down, but it is still useful. However, the driver, who did not know English, saw that and opened his eyes.

“That’s amazing. Treat that rough warhorse like a gentle sheep… … .”

“I’ll accept this as a gift. Thank you for giving me a nice gift. “You can keep the white horse and say I traded it for you.”

At Isaac’s words, the knight happily said hello and parted ways. It was as if the horse he had been riding was taken away from him, and seeing as he threw it away without any hesitation, it seemed that even the knight had a hard time withstanding the temper of this black horse.

But anyway, it was just a gentle sheep to Isaac.

“Then let’s leave.”

Isaac mounted his horse and gave instructions to Hezabel. Because the sun was still up, Hesabel had his hood pulled down so deep that it covered almost his nose. I was wondering if I could see ahead, but I saw that it was moving well, so it seemed like there was no problem.

***

Since Hezabel had her own horse, there was no need to get her another horse.

Although he was riding a horse, Isaac didn’t want to run fast because he didn’t want to rush and end up arriving before Lehart.

“Then wouldn’t the paths diverge from Lehart’s direction?”

“If Lehart wants to resolve the matter calmly by considering the cause rather than immediately launching a siege, then I have to be there anyway. “If Hendlock acts boldly even when I’m around, he’ll end up being swayed by witchcraft.”

However, this behavior seemed unfamiliar to Heshabel, who came from a home of intrigue, disturbance, and assassination.

She tilted her head with an awkward expression.

“Hmm, I’m not sure. If such a thing were to happen in our kingdom, a thousand gold coins would be hung around Lord Hendrak’s neck. That would be cheaper than sending his soldiers out. Or bribe an insider and assassinate him, or poison his meal… … .”

In addition, Hesabel listed all kinds of tricks that could occur in the Walaika kingdom. I guess it’s because it’s a town that doesn’t care about things like respect, justification, or honor.

If I had to really ask, Isaac might fit in well there, but the Baekje Kingdom was a place with a stronger sense of respect.

In the meantime, seeing that there were no options such as suing or appealing to the Red Grail, it seemed that in the Walaika Kingdom, one had to take responsibility for one’s own affairs.

“Anyway, I try to avoid an all-out war as much as possible. “There may be a lot of blood flowing.”

“yes. If we’re not careful, there could be many casualties… … .”

“yes. “It’s such a shame that precious blood is being shed.”

Isaac wondered if the Walaika Kingdom was a place with a surprisingly deep regard for human life, but realized that he was completely wrong.

The nobles of the Walaika Kingdom live by sucking the blood of their people.

Not metaphorically, but literally.

Starting an all-out war is no different from wiping out the crops to be harvested with one’s own hands.

“you… … no. “You shouldn’t talk.”

It was difficult to say which was better: shedding a large amount of blood in war or sucking blood little by little during peacetime. Isaac also saw the ending with his faith in the Red Grail Club. As depicted in the game, the citizens of the Walaika Kingdom were not treated like livestock.

Rather, because the nobles did not need food, the farmers were able to keep all the food they produced, and thanks to the population that increased due to the surplus food, commerce and industry and the arts developed. Conspiracies and disputes were stories between nobles.

The social structure was not rigid because if there was someone they thought was useful, they would willingly share their blood and immediately adopt them and turn them into nobles.

‘Of course, it will be a system where only a few families monopolize wealth forever.’

However, nobles do not live unreasonably long lives.

In this country where conspiracies, disturbances, and assassinations are rampant, the number one cause of death among nobles is murder. But the hidden number 0 is disappearance.

For vampires who eat corpses, getting rid of a corpse is not difficult. In particular, if the dead noble had a valuable bloodline, they would fight to get even a single piece of bone, a handful of hair, or a drop of blood.

‘Which is better… … I don’t want to say it, but from an emotional standpoint, the Code of Light is still better.’

Of course, this is just a standard for modern people, and I don’t know what it would be like for people of this era.

Someone who is conscripted into battle or exploited by nobles might say that a Walaika is better.

“Now that I think about it, you are also the heir of the Gulmar family, right? Princess? “My position is almost equivalent to that of a princess. Can I move around like this as I please?”

In Isaac’s memory, Hesabel was confined to her territory at the start of the game and was overprotected. But he couldn’t understand why he crawled all the way out here.

Heshabel’s expression hardened before she finally opened her mouth.

“Well, at the Red Grail Club… … .”

“be careful!”

A scream came from somewhere. The scream was not directed at Isaac or Hezabel.

Screams and shouts erupted from the front of the road they were heading towards.

***

bang!

The log hit the ground with a loud noise.

A log as thick as a thigh blew away dirt and stone fragments from the area. The people wearing heavy armor were trying to retreat, but even that didn’t seem easy.

‘Are you a knight?’

Isaac took a closer look at the group being attacked by the log.

“Damn it, fire! Where are the fire arrows? “Go and shoot!”

“Burn it with torches!”

Once again, another log flew in.

Things didn’t look too good for the knights. It was a sloping mountain valley, and there were a lot of cut down trees lying around, as if there had been logging.

Above all, the enemy attacking them was a troll with a height of 3 meters and pale skin like a rock.

‘Can trolls haunt this close to a private house?’

To meet a troll in the Baekje Kingdom, you had to go deep into the mountains. This was because the troll’s natural enemy was none other than the Priest of the Code of Light.

Although the troll suffered a few wounds, it was recovering quickly thanks to its unique healing ability. Although his knights may shoot fiery arrows or support him with torches, it can’t be easy to do such things while fighting.

‘It would be easy if there was at least one priest who could bless fire or apply heat, but seeing as he can’t do that, it looks like there is no priest.’

Even at first glance, they are not the Holy Knights. However, they didn’t seem to be the Imperial Knights; they seemed like knights belonging to a local lord.

“Can I help you?”

Hesabel asked as Isaac just watched.

If she steps forward, it will be simple. Hesabel, who can use the miracle of the Red Grail, will be able to block the troll’s regenerative power.

After assessing the situation, Isaac came to a conclusion.

“It could be Count Lehart’s knights. “I’ll go.”

Isaac put spurs to his horse and started running. The sudden sound of horses’ hooves drew the knights’ attention to one side. Isaac took out the Sword of Judgment and rushed towards the troll.

“Oooooh!”

The troll screamed and threw a huge log at Isaac. Isaac, who was charging head-on, had no way to avoid it. It was clear that his head would be crushed in an instant.

Isaac took the reins.

At that moment, the horse nimbly twisted its body and bounced diagonally off the ground. The log thrown by the troll hit another tree and crumbled. The knights were astonished by the horsemanship, which could only be considered a miracle.

‘I was thinking about something similar to drift… … ‘The horse obeys me better than I thought.’

This may be because his will can be fully conveyed. In any case, he easily kicked his horse off the ground and rushed towards the troll again. The troll seemed embarrassed when Isaac unexpectedly easily dodged the log and swung it instead of throwing it.

Boom! Because the attack was aimed at the horse, not Isaac, he had no choice but to get off. As soon as Isaac landed, the horse followed instructions and hurried away to a remote location.

This time it was Isaac’s turn.

Isaac dove into the arms of the troll who had just finished attacking and slashed him with the Sword of Judgment.

Cheeeeeeeee! The Sword of Judgment, which burns the unclean, inflicted a large wound on the troll’s chest and burned the wound. I wanted to aim for her neck, but she was too tall to reach. However, the troll, who was constantly recovering from his wounds despite his knights’ attacks, screamed in fear.

“Help the Holy Knight!”

At that time, the knights also seemed to understand the situation and quickly shouted. The troll tried to escape, but was surrounded by his knights and had no time to escape. He grabbed the log and swung it around, trying to gain some space between him.

Isaac felt annoyed as he tried to dodge and approach the log. Then I suddenly became curious about the strength of the new armor I wore. When I looked at the broken logs nearby, I saw that they were weak pine trees.

Isaac carefully watched the log’s trajectory and then took a stride forward.

bang! The ground beneath his feet cracked and Isaac was pushed away. However, it was not Isaac that was smashed, but the log. Wood chips were flying everywhere.

‘As expected, other than a little stiffness, I’m fine.’

The paladin’s armor, armed with protective miracles, was strong enough to be treated as a weapon in itself.

‘If I had swung it upward, it might have fallen and rolled around due to lack of weight… … .’

It wasn’t dangerous, but it certainly looked unsightly.

The troll looked at the log that was only partially held in his hand and looked blank for a moment. He immediately bent down to find another log. At that moment, something hot penetrated his neck. It was Isaac’s sword, waiting for him to lower his stance.

Heat as hot as blood burned its throat.

“after… … .”

Someone approached Isaac, who was catching his breath after the battle. Although it was my first time seeing the article, I was impressed, no, the article had an excited face that made me wonder if I was in love.

“It was really awesome. Paladin! Which Holy Knights do you belong to? “I want to know your name!”

“who are you?”

The driver seemed to have finally realized his mistake and shouted, pounding his chest.

“I am Owen Renly, vice-captain of the Hendlock Knights! “I was on my way to carry out a mission given by Lord Kyle Hendlock!”