The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire - The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire chapter 211

211 – Rush (5)

”Haha! Go in!”

Shake it up!

The place they pushed me into was a spacious stable filled with unidentified people instead of horses.

These are people from outside the city, as their shabby appearance clearly compares to the island citizens encountered on the streets.

It was not difficult to deduce that they were residents of a village near the island where they had gone missing.

However, the condition of all of them was no different from the guests seen on the street.

The sight of them all staring at the TV placed in the middle of the stable with bleary eyes was as if they were watching a bunch of insects caught in the light of a street lamp, and it was so eerie that it was indescribable.

I cried my head loudly and shook my shoulders strongly several times, but for now, there seemed to be no sign of the light of reason looking back in their eyes.

”What on earth have you done to these people…?”

”That is.”

”Hey!”

”Eup.”

The mouth that seemed to be trying to answer my question directly was completely blocked by a hand sticking out.

Was it wrong?

From our conversation so far, it has been a long time since I concluded that they are not very mature compared to the power of their intellect.

However, whenever I tried to use that situation to dig up information like I did now, the attempt was often blocked.

”You idiot! Mother told me so much not to talk nonsense to the sprout!”

”Huh!”

However, he also shared important information out loud several times.

She managed to chew the noodles that almost leaked out of her mouth and swallowed them.

”Anyway, Pi will report to Mother! Kushi is guarding the intruder until he sprouts! If you don’t want to get scolded by Mother!”

”Okay…”

With those words, the girl called Pi left the room, and the expression on the face of the girl called Chic who was left behind became noticeably glum.

I was lost in thought for a moment.

Mother. New world. Sprout.

The amount of information I picked up was quite a bit, but there was no way to know specifically what it meant, so it was just meaningless information right now.

Thing.

Suddenly, her eyes met hers.

From those venomous eyes reminiscent of a gliding bird of prey, her intention to not even dream of foolish thoughts was clearly conveyed.

If they were going to watch him so carefully, they should have at least restrained him. I had no idea why they were leaving him alone.

Is this an expression of confidence that he can overpower someone like me at any time?

If not, am I just not thinking?

I carefully guessed that it would probably be closer to the latter.

Sigh.

I sat down quietly.

It was also to convey to her that she had no intention of resisting me, and also to allow her to immerse herself in deep thoughts.

Just before the woman named Pai left, the words she left behind lingered in her mind.

Watch carefully until it is sacrificed.

Sprout. The unique, strange sound was also a sound, but the phrase telling me to watch until the right time came was what stuck in my mind.

Although this is just a hypothesis.

Maybe they want to make me like the TV addicts here?

I have no idea what benefit they will gain from it.

”Phew…”

A heavy sigh suddenly escaped her stuffy heart.

I would say it’s as if you’re doing a crossword puzzle with no clues.

Rather than the fear that my life might soon come to an end, the feeling of helplessness that there was no suitable way to overcome the current situation was much more painful.

-Hehe, you seem to be in trouble?

It was right then.

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A holy sword that has been lying dormant until now. Archangel Ultima.

Suddenly, she spoke to me.

-Oh, it’s okay if you don’t answer out loud. Because I’m talking directly into your head. The answer can be easily established just by thinking about it in your head. You won’t have to worry about your conversation being discovered by others.

The voice was extremely excited.

It was quite unfortunate that the author, who had been acting unsightly just a little while ago, suddenly changed his attitude and became boastful.

Since the situation is what it is, I decided to listen to the story for now.

-Whoa, someone was whining unseemly! Under! Well, that’s it! Because I already knew that you were the rudest race in the world!

Who is speaking to whom?

Even though less than 10 seconds had passed since I decided to start the conversation, I was already feeling the urge to quit the conversation.

-What they are doing now is probably ‘coordination’. I found inspiration in the words of the underworld people. I was thrilled. They also say that, right? The inside story is much more complicated, but to explain it in an easy-to-understand way even for barbarians like you, it can be defined as the task of tuning the frequencies of the heavenly world and the human world to the same level.

My smooth breathing became slightly disturbed.

Because every single word she said to me was not relieving my confusion, but rather aggravating it.

But Geomdori just continued what he was saying despite my obvious signs of agitation.

-Who, who is Geomdol? You are the real thing…!

Occasionally I heard a voice with a clear hint of irritation, but I decided to just ignore it.

-Please take note. Originally, being able to hear the voice of the heavenly world and access the power of God is a supreme honor granted to only a handful of the chosen underworld people. However, a few foolish underworlders, who appeared in the dozens per generation, were obsessed with the illusion that they could artificially cause such a phenomenon.

That couldn’t be…!

-Yes, that’s right. Representative of these are so-called ‘singularities’, like you, whose frequency is slightly off from that of heaven. Puheop fails to reach the realm of heaven by a single inch, and ends up seeing memories of a completely different world, which causes him to become obsessed with the illusion that he is a special being! Those pitiful races.

My eyes suddenly opened wide at the series of shocking declarations.

The shock was so great that even though my shameful dark history was ridiculed in my face, I felt astonished rather than displeased.

-The background of the appearance of the Gahosu woman, whom you underworld people are passionate about, started from a simpleton who mistakenly thought he heard the voice of heaven. Maybe?

I caressed the area around my wrinkled eyebrows and was deep in thought.

A sacred ritual that selects future saints from across the archipelago. Baptism.

I had already heard from the nun about the dark truth hidden behind it.

A truly insane act of carefully selecting children with strong vitality from all over the country and pouring the divine power into them again and again until a saint is born.

Humans whose souls have been bleached by the divine power have their very existence completely lost in this world.

The nun said that it was particularly vicious that there was no room for retribution in the future.

-It goes without saying what kind of thoughts and purposes the beings are thrown into such a terrible hell by the hands of foolish strangers will have. What would these people, whose mental power has been reduced to that of a child due to undesirable forces, think of the world that created them?

Well, that is…

-I would think like this. Hate. It’s hateful. It’s cursed. Rather than being grateful to the subjects who survived because of their sacrifices, I find it unbearable because I feel disgusted by all the people in this world who cannot even remember them. I want to make them look exactly like them. That’s it.

It burned to a crisp in my mouth.

Hasty judgment. An absurd leap. It was clear that it was a propaganda that did not work.

But if all that is true, then what they are trying to do now…

-Yes. That’s exactly what you think. They want all living beings in this world to disappear. Oh, of course, except for those who survived their selection♪

The lively ending was full of disgusting playfulness.

My heart suddenly started pounding and my breathing became short.

If their goal is really to cause all humans in this world to go through the same thing as them through the mentioned coordination, and to recruit their compatriots who survive in the process.

That was a declaration no different from the intention to exterminate about 90% of the humans in this world.

-Hehe. Do you want to stop them? If it were me, I would know the method. I am a holy person who sits at the right hand of the Lord, and a being who represents the Lord’s holy will. Its name is the famous Archangel Ultima. If you grant my small wish, there is no need to think of a way to stop them.

The snake’s tongue tightens its body.

Dongajul is full of a foul odor, torn and torn here and there, and no matter where you look, you can clearly see that it has rotted away.

But even that shabby ray of light felt like a holy pillar that had come to save me.

-The body of a warrior. Please hand over Triana Abigail’s body to me. Then, let me tell you a way to stop them—

Oh, get out.

-What!