There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 530



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EP.530 No competition for children (2)

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Every month, the first day. The morning of the saints is quiet.

Not a suffocating silence, but a silence filled with warm sunlight.

The silence continues as the morning heat spreads between the square and the temple’s corridors, filling people’s hearts like a hymn in itself.

It was an old saintly rite. A ritual that praises the sun as silence and the white Ulthvati.

Praise be to you, O Ultvathy the White.

Praise be to you, O sun who loves all things.

The reverent silence continued until the morning sun dispelled all darkness.

The moment when the priests in the huge central temple, the pilgrims on the pilgrimage route, and even the roosters greet the morning with their mouths closed.

The patriarch opened his mouth wearily.

“I don’t understand you Americans at all.”

Perhaps because it was a time when everyone kept quiet, the patriarch’s voice sounded louder than usual.

And thanks to this, the ‘American’ on the other end of the voice was quite embarrassed.

“Your Holiness, may I be rude to you, is it okay if I open my mouth now?”

The American was a black man wearing a neat navy blue suit, and he was constantly looking around as if he was afraid that someone might see this scene.

The patriarch looked at the black man and spoke once more.

“That’s exactly the point.”

“… .”

“Those who are willing to wage war as long as it is profitable are anxious to not respect our faith.”

The American realized that the patriarch had said this to make him uncomfortable. He responded in line with the Patriarch’s grumpiness, as all low-level employees always do.

“We in the United States respect freedom of all religions.”

“It would be freedom of religion without resources. “You don’t know how lucky we are that there is no oil or elixir in Chengdu.”

“… .”

The American couldn’t answer and smiled vaguely. And the Patriarch must have liked that smile so much that he stopped being grumpy and sat down in his chair.

With his long shoulder cloak hanging down on the chair, the Patriarch spoke again.

“So, why did you come? Special Assistant. “I remember we’ve already given you everything you wanted.”

Then the black man called the special assistant took a moment to catch his breath and answered very carefully.

“There were additional requests in Room 101.”

The patriarch frowned slightly.

“The prophet… ? That’s unusual. “Tell me.”

The special adviser coughed, cleared his throat, and spoke at attention.

“Room 101 wants the wisdom that moved the Patriarch.”

“… .”

Deep wrinkles appeared on the patriarch’s face. He spoke with a calm and at the same time shameless face.

“I don’t know how they could have foresight when there is no saint.”

The special adviser smiled slightly.

“If it’s a recent prediction, then yes. However, if it is a prediction left a long time ago… How is it?”

“… .”

The patriarch did not answer. After pressing his eyebrows for a moment, he naturally started to call his servant, but then stopped, held his hand, and spoke.

“You managed to get half of it right. “No, by any chance, does America have the brains of Queenie Cowan, that crazy bitch?”

“No, all the corpses of the squadron warrior party are on Asha’s side. Rather, why are you asking that?”

“I didn’t know there was anyone other than that crazy bitch who could see through this.”

After saying that, the patriarch fumbled with the sleeves of his priestly robe with gloomy eyes. He then took out a rolled up piece of paper from his sleeve and threw it at the special aide.

Tuk.

The assistant unfolded the paper that had fallen on the floor. On the stiff paper was written this in very old-fashioned writing.

[The warrior will burn the saints.]

The special adviser asked with a feeling of uncertainty.

“This… ?”

“It is a wisdom left behind by a former saint.”

When an unexpected name was mentioned following the hero, the special adviser blinked without realizing it.

The patriarch said harshly.

“It’s one of the predictions she poured out indiscriminately in her later years. Most of it was meaningless nonsense, and that too… “The timing is so strange.”

“… .”

The special adviser said, taking the paper very carefully.

“You made such a fuss just because of such foresight…” “If the higher-ups found out, they would be shocked.”

“… “If you look at the list of American politicians who tried to persuade me to become the next Vatican, you wouldn’t be able to say that.”

In response to the patriarch’s ridicule, the special adviser smiled bitterly and changed his mind.

“With all due respect, Your Holiness, do you think that the Margrave will burn the saints? so… Olympia in the capital to stop him?”

“I have no intention of even telling you that.”

The patriarch spoke clearly. As if he knew something the special adviser didn’t.

What on earth are they hiding? The special adviser pondered for a moment, then suddenly brought up this story.

“By any chance, are you trying to stop the Margrave with this great hero…?” .”

As soon as his words got longer, the Patriarch snorted.

“Looking for another hero? Sorry, but that’s not possible. “Just like you can’t find the main character.”

“… .”

“Even if you look at it with those eyes, you don’t know what you don’t know. The only hint is golden eyes, so how can you find them? In all of Earth and Asha, there would easily be over 10,000 people with golden eyes. And above all, is there any evidence that this time’s hero is human?”

“The bloodline between elves and dragons has already been cut… .”

“What about the prisoner? “What about orcs?”

The patriarch continued speaking, supporting his chin with his right hand.

“Recently, I heard that Drathereal’s last court white appointed an orc as his successor in his will. That orc would be likely. “How about we go and get him?”

“… .”

“or not… About a thousand people. What about him? “He’s like a clone of the margrave who defeated Jeon Yun-seong, whom you boast about.”

The special adviser cleared his throat as if he was uncomfortable, as if the patriarch’s taunts had paid off. But the patriarch continued speaking regardless.

“If that guy is a hero, don’t you think it will be more fun than you think? The preliminary scenario we worked so hard to prepare… ah! I see, I was wondering why you came in person. “You didn’t come to see me, but to prepare to deal with him?”

“Your Holiness, such a mischievous question… .”

The special aide was just about to let go of the situation with a perplexed expression on his face.

Sunlight entered the central temple, signaling the end of silence.

Amid hymns and the sound of messy footsteps coming from outside the temple where the ceremony was over, the special adviser said with a wry smile.

“Your Holiness, I will leave now.”

“… Yes, this too must be God’s will. “Get out of the way now.”

As soon as the order to congratulate the guests was given, the special aide’s body became blurred.

The patriarch didn’t care and called his servant. And by the time the servant brought the wine, the patriarch was alone in the room.

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After a long political explanation and a lecture on human psychology that Dawn could not understand, the questions and answers Queenie gave were as follows.

‘The patriarch moved because of the foresight of the previous saint.’

It was an answer that contained many answers, but was also an answer that created more concerns.

‘Then should I ask the former saintess now?’

‘Are the previous saint at the time of leaving that prediction and the previous saint stored in this staircase the same person?’

In the end, it is impossible to know what kind of prognosis it is. Dawn was about to discuss the reason with Queenie again, but Mahagan intervened.

-Quick and get out of the way quickly!

Faced with swear words and anger with the meaning of [If you add more, I will die], Dawn had no choice but to escape the ordeal on the stairs.

His steps across the undersea tunnel were heavy.

It seemed like there wasn’t much time left until revenge, but it was because of the reality that variables were created with each step and something intervened.

Eventually, the thought occurred to me that it was just a plan or something, why not turn into a red star and attack Korea alone?

“Dawn, are you okay?”

The saint’s voice shook away his worries. She turned her head in surprise and saw that the saint was alone sweeping the broom in the empty dragon’s nest.

“Did you hear something strange in the succession? “Why are you looking like that?”

“… It’s no big deal. Rather, where are Ranal and Seti going and are you alone?”

The saint shrugged her shoulders and answered.

“Ranal ran away because he didn’t want to be beaten by Seti, and Seti went to catch him.”

“… .”

“Why did you hide the pearl?” ? “Ranal was good at using the transformation technique.”

Dawn was so dumbfounded that she laughed. The laughter was so light-hearted that it swept away all the worries that had been filling her head just a moment ago.

Meanwhile, the saint said, leaning diagonally on the broom.

“I tried imitating how you cleaned, but it was really hard. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to be an ordinary housewife… “So, Dawn, are you ready to go to Olympia?”

“Yes, it’s all over.”

As Dawn took out a weapon from her inventory and put it back in, the saintess smiled and said.

“… “Now is the real beginning.”

An ambiguous word that makes it unclear whether it is referring to revenge or Olympia. Dawn didn’t bother to ask which one he meant.

Instead, I said what my heart told me to say.

“Thank you for being with us.”

After saying that, Dawn secretly put her hand on the saint’s broom, and a long smile appeared on her lips.

“… It was nothing.”

Dawn followed her and smiled once more, and the saintess overlapped her palm with his hand holding the broom and tickled it.

“It’s been a while since we were alone.”

“… Hmm?”

“I think Seti and the dragon will be a little late… .”

“… “What if I’m not late?”

“You have to have that thrill sometimes.”

What is thrill? Because the atmosphere was closer to a joke than a lewd one, the dawn hit the saintess’s forehead! Bumped her own forehead.

“Hey. “What are you doing to the saint’s forehead, you stone head?”

“Do something like this.”

Dawn just rubbed her forehead. For a moment, I hope that the breathing that gets closer and the bridge of our noses touching each other will lead to a giggle.

The saintess whispered softly.

“Hey, Dawn. “Shall I give it a try for the first time in a while?”

“… suddenly?”

“You never know. “I’ll have to see what’s going on in Chengdu.”

“… .”

Dawn was harsh but cautious. The saint’s foresight is not invincible. The future, once seen, will inevitably change. Especially when the person who changes fate is next to you, the change becomes even greater.

In addition, perhaps because of the Orbs of Destiny, the recent predictions, including Dawn’s own, have become blurry and barely visible.

I decided that there was no need to waste the saint’s stamina to see the future, so I saved my foresight for a while…

Dawn, remembering the patriarch’s variables, nodded. Just once, wouldn’t it be okay?

“Okay, then let’s do it?”

“Recently, I heard that Drathereal’s last court white appointed an orc as his successor in his will. That orc would be likely. “How about we go and get him?”

“… .”

Immediately, the saintess closed her eyes, keeping her forehead against his.

At the same time that the light movement of mana was felt, the saintess’s breathing became faint. Dawn stood still and waited for her prediction to end.

And after some time has passed between a while and a long time.

The saint slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were shining so brightly that even her eyepatch could not hide them.

“… “A saint?”

Right after Yeo-myeong called her after feeling something strange.

Something distant filled his senses.

[You found a faster way than my advice. Oh my.]

“… ?”

That deep, deep voice did not belong to the saint. But it was clear that the voice sounded like she had heard it somewhere.

[Our poor children, it was said that if you retrieve the name of the victim, you will naturally be able to find your name. You found your name alone.]

“… .”

It was only then that Dawn realized who the owner of the voice was. A giant bird-headed giant who rolled the dice for his collapsing body.

He spoke through the mouth of the saint.

[But I don’t blame you and your mother. There is no old man who criticizes a young man for finding a shortcut.]

“What is that… .”

[So this time, I will ask you to be honest. Find the names of my children.]

“… .”

The saint, no, it slowly raised its head and looked straight at Dawn.

[It’s a shameless request, but this time I don’t have the strength or the dice to repay you. All I can do is promise. If you seek a name, I will bless you with my name and as you.]

Dawn was about to say that she had already received a lot, so there was no need for such a promise, but when she saw the light disappear from the saint’s eyes, she gave a much shorter answer.

“Do not worry.”

That was the end. The light that filled her saintly eyes disappeared, and the distant something that filled her space disappeared.

And Dawn checked on her to see if something had happened to her.

“Saint, are you okay?”

“Yes? Of course it’s okay.”

Fortunately, the saint was fine. Rather, she seemed to have no idea what had happened to her just a moment ago, and she poked the surprised woman on the cheek.

“But why are you so surprised? “It’s just an example, but it’s just a little bit.”

“… I just did it because I was worried. “If you just say yes, something will happen.”

Following Dawn’s meaningful words, the saint’s frown also became meaningful.

“Hmm? By any chance, did you hear me muttering while I was predicting?”

“… .”

What does this mean again? Dawn narrowed her eyes.

“… “What on earth did you see?”

“nothing!”

“… ?”

“Maybe it’s because it’s related to you, but the saint didn’t see anything. Instead, I saw something else.”

“… Something else?”

The saintess cleared her throat, picked up the broom, and hit Dawn’s feet! stabbed

“The hotel I booked remains empty until the end!”

“… .”

“I heard the three of you are doing it together with Seti! But you don’t finish it?”

Dawn swept her face, unable to think of anything to say. And slowly-

“It’s not okay because Mahagan is there-”

“After the succession is over, you’ll be so tired that you won’t be able to come out of the stairs for a while.”

“… .”

“At a more appropriate time-”

“There is no right time for love.”

“… .”

Dawn kept her mouth shut, either because she was dumbfounded or because she couldn’t think of anything to say in response.

For a moment, the saint triumphantly placed her hands on her hips and pushed out her breasts.

with a splash.

Seti emerged from the waterway at the entrance to the dragon’s nest.

As she climbed onto the nest, holding on to the hair of Ranal, who had transformed into a human, she sensed the strange atmosphere of the saint and dawn staring at her.

“… “I don’t know what it is, but I hate it.”