Sand Mage of the Burnt Desert - Chapter 341



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Episode 341

John was kneeling and praying before a huge cross.

“Please bless everyone and brighten this land with your glory.”

A bright halo of light descended behind him, giving him a sacred appearance.

John continued to recite the prayer while holding the small crucifix around his neck.

His whole body was drenched in sweat, showing how hard he had prayed.

Behind, the believers looked at John with mad eyes.

‘You pray so fervently for us.’

‘John is the savior sent to us by God.’

‘I would gladly give my life for you, John.’

To them, John was not just a religious leader.

He was like a savior, the only one I could trust and rely on.

For the believers, sacrificing their lives for John was an honor beyond compare.

For the past few months, John has been holed up in church and just praying.

Normally, he would not have had to pray for this long.

There were many problems piling up in Dongdaemun, and it was Yohan’s job to deal with and decide all of them.

But everything changed a few months ago after receiving a warning from Neo Seoul, or more precisely, the city hall.

I don’t know what secret agreement there was between Zeon and the city hall, but the city hall warned Yohan.

It was a warning not to interfere with Zeon’s activities at all.

At first, I was dumbfounded.

This was the first time that the city hall had sent a warning after John built the temple in Dongdaemun.

The next emotion that came was anger.

It is unbearable that a human being dares to give orders to the Savior himself.

After anger came acceptance.

It is an acceptance that realistically it is impossible to disobey the orders of the viewer.

After that, John stayed in the church and prayed.

It is about releasing the anger held deep in your heart through prayer.

“Lord, show me the way to go, my lost sheep.”

That was when.

As if in answer to his prayer, a bright light emanated from the cross hanging on the wall.

The people inside the church were startled by the sudden dazzling light.

“Oh! God has answered.”

“God answered John’s prayer.”

People fell to their knees and shed tears at the sudden miracle that occurred before their eyes.

John was equally surprised.

He could not have expected that light would flow out from the cross at this timing.

He looked at the cross with a more sincere expression.

At that moment, the light emanating from the cross became even more intense.

It was so bright that he couldn’t open his eyes, as if the sun had risen inside the church. But John opened his eyes halfway and stared at the light radiating from the cross.

Someone’s voice came into John’s ears.

John couldn’t tell whether it was really the voice of God or someone else. He just listened.

After a while, as if by magic, the light disappeared and John sat up.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on John.

John lifted up the cross and said loudly:

“God spoke to me today.”

“Oh!”

“He will send a saint to you out of pity for those of you who are suffering on earth.”

“A saint?”

“Are you saying that there is a saint in our church?”

People were happy and shed tears.

John commanded them.

“The saint has already come to this land, so you must quickly find her and bring her here. With the saint, our religious order will prosper greatly.”

“I receive the command of the Savior.”

“I follow John’s orders.”

The voices of the fanatics echoed throughout the church.

It was the moment when Dongdaemun, which had been silent for a long time, finally resumed its movement.

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Knock knock!

Jeon opened his eyes to the sound of a knock on the door in the morning.

There was no sign of life inside the house.

Only then did Zeon remember that he had sent Brielle and Levin to the desert with Zetoya a few days ago.

“Hoo!”

I had no choice but to open the door myself.

After putting on some clothes and opening the door, I saw Mandy.

“What are you doing this morning?”

“I came here because I have something to tell you.”

“Is it urgent?”

“It has to do with you.”

“Huh! Come in.”

Jeon had no choice but to bring Mandy into the house.

Mandy’s eyes lit up as she looked around the house for a moment.

Because there was a map hanging on the living room wall in Jeon’s house.

This was the map of Neo Seoul.

There were red markers all over the map, and blue threads connected each point.

Mandy asked Zeon.

“Where did you get that map? What are the dots on it?”

“Are you here to ask me a question?”

“Oh no! That’s not it. I came here because I really have something to tell you. You know Dongdaemun, right?”

“yes!”

Of course, it is impossible not to know.

Because there was a group of fanatics in Dongdaemun who were threatening Sinchon.

“The movement in Dongdaemun is unusual.”

“What does that mean?”

“I don’t know the details, but their movements have suddenly become more active three days ago.”

“How do you say that?”

“They are sending out followers in all directions. They seem to be looking for something.”

“is it so?”

“What’s important is that the word ‘temple’ came out of the mouths of the believers.”

“The temple… … .”

“You know? The meaning of the temple in the church… … .”

Zeon frowned.

War for God.

It was the temple that could justify any atrocity in the name of serving God.

It was the best excuse for fanatics.

Because there is an indulgence that says that everything you do is for God.

The temple was the best justification for sacrificing not only one’s own life but also the lives of others for God.

“Why did John proclaim the temple?”

“I don’t know that either. The city hall has also started to investigate the cause, but we haven’t received any information yet.”

“This is going to be a headache. A temple.”

“The closest place to Dongdaemun is Sinchon. They might cross the border and cause some trouble. So we need to be fully prepared.”

“Tch! Can’t you just be quiet?”

Zeon clicked his tongue and shook his head.

When John moves, all the fanatics in Dongdaemun move. Like a swarm of locusts, the fanatics destroy and deplete everything in their path.

Knowing Dongdaemun’s habits, he wished they would just stay quiet.

“A temple, a war for God… … . Really?”

At that moment, something occurred to Zeon’s mind.

“Why? Does anything come to mind?”

“I have a feeling it might be something, but I think I need to look into it further.”

“What is that?”

“I’ll let you know when I know for sure.”

Zeon answered, picking up the robe hanging on the wall and putting it on.

Zion, wearing a robe, came out right away.

There was no need to go far.

As I came out, I saw the fanatics of Dongdaemun.

As Zeon approached, the fanatics who spotted him quickly fled.

It is to completely block Xeon’s access.

Zeon had no intention of talking to them in the first place.

There was no reason to mingle with fanatics when there were better targets.

“hey.”

The person he was talking to was the person who had been captured by the fanatics a moment ago.

“Ah, Lord Zeon!”

He recognized Zeon and smiled brightly.

There was no one living in Sinchon who didn’t know Jeon.

Zeon asked him.

“What were they asking?”

“Oh, I’m looking for someone.”

“person?”

“We are looking for a girl who causes miracles.”

“Transfer?”

“There is a saint who raises the sitting and makes the sick healthy. Where in the world can you find such a person to make such a fuss? Tsk tsk!”

The moment he heard his words, Zeon was convinced that his guess was correct.

‘They’re looking for that healer kid.’

It didn’t matter how I found out about Remura.

The important thing is that all of Dongdaemun’s power was focused on finding Remura.

He mixed a few words himself and easily figured out the truth.

For now, people are distracted by the unexpected movements in Dongdaemun, but they will soon learn the truth.

A-class healers were coveted not only in Dongdaemun but also in other districts.

Except for the West District, where the Mechanized Awakeners were probably the main force, all other districts were likely to be greedy for Remura.

“Of course, Dongdaemun will do its utmost to protect it. Maybe a real holy war will break out.”

Remura is not a saint.

He’s just a high-ranking healer.

But the fact that she was a healer didn’t really matter.

The important thing is that Dongdaemun thinks she is a saint.

They would be willing to sacrifice their lives to secure the saint.

They won’t care whether it’s the South District, the North District, or the City Hall.

Anything that stands in the way of securing the saint will do anything.

That was important.

If one was not careful, the entire Neo Seoul could have been engulfed in war.

“This is giving me a headache.”

“What’s troubling you?”

The man who had answered looked at Jeon with a puzzled expression.

“No, I’m just talking to myself.”

“Oh, yes!”

“Thank you for your answer.”

“Oh my! What can I do with this? Lord Jeon, you are the savior of our village, so of course I should tell you what I know.”

“thank you.”

After giving him a quick greeting, Zeon headed towards Clexi’s shop.

Clexi Inspiration was in the middle of talking to someone.

Zeon realized that the one talking to the Clexi inspiration was an officer of the Eye of Argos.

“Come in. You go quickly.”

“yes!”

The Argos eye officer greeted Zeon and left.

Zeon said, sitting across from Clexi.

“Because of Dongdaemun?”

“Do you know that too?”

“They’re already stirring up Sinchon.”

“I think it’s because of that kid. A-class healer.”

“I think so too.”

“hmm!”

There were two people who already knew about Remura’s existence.

Therefore, it was not difficult to infer that the person sought after by the fanatics of Dongdaemun was Remura.

“What do you think will happen?”

“It’s just a matter of time.”

“I see you think so too. If we’re not careful, the slums could be completely reduced to rubble.”

Clexi’s expression was very serious.

“There will be problems not only in the slums but also in Neo-Seoul.”

“That kid is a bomb. In terms of destructive power, he’s even better than a S-class demon.”

“… … .”

“It might be better for Neo Seoul to get rid of that kid before it’s too late.”

“Are you serious?”

“I’m serious. I don’t joke about things like this. This is a matter of our survival.”

The eyes hidden behind the glasses of the clexy inspiration shone sharply.

A-tier healers are important, but not as important as Neo Seoul or the slums.

This is for Elder Clexi, who experienced the great destruction firsthand a hundred years ago.

No one knew better than he how precious and secure this little fence in the middle of the desert was.

The voice of the Clexi inspiration lowered.

“So, what would you do if I absolutely had to kill that child?”