TL: Zimmings
I opened the door.
I knew the pope was crazy, but I didnât know he was this crazy. He was listening to the pipe organ in this situation.
The pipe organ in the air moved alone. Even without a performer, it moved on its own and sang a magnificent melody.
Someone was tied to the center of the pipe. He had beautiful but bloody blonde hair.
âAdrian.â
The wounds are all over his body.
I stared at the pope, who was looking at the organ.
âFree Adrian and give me my etwal.â
âIâm surprised. Youâre only making a request that I canât do.â
The pope, who had turned his back to look at the organ, said in a calm voice.
âWhat are you saying?â
âIf Meria wants it, it must come true at all costs. I swore to my god that much.â
âOh, really? Then die. If possible, suffer and die. It would be better to burn to death in front of all the people.â
âYou still want something that canât be achieved.â
As soon as the pope finished speaking, the music stopped.
He slowly turned towards me.
People who broke into the chapel with me covered their noses and mouths.
The rotten smell was awful.
The popeâs appearance was very intact, but he smelled like rotting flesh.
I wondered what it was, so I opened my eyes and looked at him.
âHowâ¦â
Strange things were embedded in the skin exposed under the sleeves.
What dug into the skin was like an arrowhead.
Bzzt-
The moment I saw it, I felt a familiar vibration.
In an instant I realized what it was.
âHave you put the devilâs passage into your skinâ¦?â
âI have embraced the devil. They can find rest within me.â
The pope slowly pulled the sleeves. He seemed to brag about how benevolent he was.
There were six unusually large passages embedded in the forearm, and countless nail-sized jewels were located around it.
The devil has only 72 passages, so all those little things would not be devils.
Then what is it?
Why does it feel so ominous?
I tried to guess somehow. I need to know the power of the pope to make an attack or wait for reinforcements.
There was a strange vibration in the popeâs arm. A crackling and sparkling occurred, and a small jewel was absorbed by another one nearby.
The popeâs skin cracked and a medium-sized jewel was formed in the place where the two jewels once were.
It was as if a jewel was eating another.
As I touched the new jewel, the pope laughed lightly.
âDonât be hasty. Thereâs plenty to eat.â
After saying that, he lightly tapped his forearm and looked at the soldiers in my unit.
Thereâs a lot to eat?
âIs it a creature? Thenâ¦â
Holding my sword with a tense expression on my face, I took a deep breath.
âNo way, those with special armor!â
At that moment, the popeâs arms shone and black water began to drop from his arms.
Arms and legs protruded from the black water, alongside the tail and face.
âHow come he even made holy beasts?â
Strong holy beasts were transplanted into the forearm and used whenever necessary.
The number of failed experiments made sense, the pope alone controls that large number of holy beasts.
Four holy beasts were in front of us.
âWeâre doomed. The special armor is behind me.â
In our unit, we had a spear and sword made of beasts that didnât have protective gear.
âHow could I have known that he would release that big thing on the inside instead of on the outside?â
That means he didnât care if the gate, the holy site of the temple, collapsed.
I threw a handkerchief made specially by Veronica, which I brought with me just in case, for those who did not have special armor.
It was a leftover part made of holy beasts, but it was better than nothing.
If we fight with our hands wrapped around it, we wonât easily be attacked by holy beasts, and if we wear it to our neck, it wonât at least be cut off.
âWould you like to come back to me now?â
âO- oh no, I didnât expect this to happen-â
âIf you pay the price, I have the heart to forgive you.â
âDid you think Iâd say that?â
âWhat?â
I laughed and shouted.
âAim!â
Then, the fake Trigon, Wale and Aragon ran forward.
When Wale threatened with mana, the agitated holy beasts opened its mouth wide.
The holy beasts gathered their strength. After that, they flew toward Wale as they fluttered their wings.
As soon as the attack came, Wale and Aragon launched a special barrier.
âStupid. In front of the main gate filled with the purest divine power, something like a barrierâ¦â
When the pope mumbled mockingly, the holy beastsâ attack collided with the barrier between Wale and Aragon.
Also,
The holy beastsâ attack reflected back to them.
âKiik!â
The holy beasts, which were hit by their own attack, flew away.
âThatâs right!â
The tools Veronica made were nothing more than to protect our body from holy beasts and to be able to kill things that were turned into beasts.
It was never to increase our attacking power.
âI wondered if I could use the power of holy beasts.â
Since the tools helped us kill them, itâs impossible to bring them with us.
If so, at least I thought we should take advantage of their attack.
What we came up with is that reflective barrier.
âA reflective barrier?â
âWeâre probably going to fight inside the chapel. Iâve been there, and there was a strong barrier. The mages would be suffocated by just entering.â
âSo?â
âWe canât spread the usual barrier. Then why donât we use it to make a very fragile barrier? Instead, increase the density so that it can be expanded.â
ââ¦Isnât she a genius?â
I grinned at the frozen pope.
âWhy would I bring these soldiers here?â
It was to move quickly, but it was also because of this barrier.
When there are many people, it becomes difficult to calculate the angle of reflection.
Now, the attack of the holy beasts has been sealed off.
We had an advantage in this space.
âNow there is no answer other than physical attack right? But how exactly are you going to attack without those holy beasts? You might die.â
ââ¦â¦.â
The popeâs face hardened.
I chuckled.
âYou canât do anything without the power of God. But not me.â
âMeria.â
âBecause you killed me three times, I have accumulated experience and knowledge. Thatâs my real weapon.â
ââ¦Three times? Killed?â
I quickly ran into him.
Again, I had accumulated experience and knowledge, and among them, there was also hellish martial arts training I received from my brothers.
The pope is over eighty years old.
On the other hand, I was merely a teenager.
A man over 80 years old and a girl over 17 years old couldnât be compared.
But I had another advantage.
âThe pope will never kill me.â
He also couldnât use magic. Because thereâs no way he can do it with that body condition.
He canât even open a barrier. A person who became too strong had this weakness.
I rushed forward as it doesnât matter if I die.
Yes, Iâll just die and start over.
Iâm not afraid of dying at all.
The pope, with a grim face, tried to grab my wrist.
âI donât want to die though.â
I quickly slipped and kicked on his leg.
He stumbled, lost his balance and fell.
Even if he loved me so much, he was ready to unleash his power, but perhaps not as much as I did.
I got off the podium and cut the pipe organ strings.
âAdrian!â
Bang-!!
The room vibrated loudly.
However, it did not originate from the pope.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The epicenter was Adrian. A bright red energy was flowing around his body.
As Adrian unfolded his hand, the floor vibrated and the jewels came up into the air.
Soon after they gathered together, they came to Adrianâs arm and became like a whip.
After being released, Adrian rubbed his neck and looked at the pope with a languid expression.
âYouâve only had fun so far, so now itâs my turn.â
I remembered Adrianâs nickname I heard in my first life.
Pope-level divine power.
The youngest cardinal in history.
Conqueror of the Devil War.
And I realized something.
Come to think of it, Adrian had never used his power properly when he gave me divine power until now.
It was the first time I saw him using it properly.
The pope and Adrian looked at each other.
âHow unfortunate that a bug was born out of the devil.â
âAh, yes. I was lucky enough to be born from a devil. You couldnât even do that.â
As he swung his whip, the wall on which the pope was standing ripped apart.
âYouâre too arrogant.â
The popeâs expression was completely wrinkled.
***
At that time, in the basement of the vatican.
âIâm scared, Iâm scared.â
âBe quiet.â
Two women in white hoods ran down the stairs, holding each other.
âIs this right? There are a lot of musical instruments⦠Is this really the templeâs treasure trove?â
âBlaine definitely said here.â
A relatively small woman pulled down the hood. It was Emeline.
The tall woman quickly put Emelineâs hood back on.
âWhat if you get caught!â
It was Tri.
Emeline shook her hand as if she wasnât bothered and looked around.
âThe etwal must be here⦠what is it?
She tilted her head when she realized that the room they were in was surrounded by a barrier.