The Paladin Owns the Relic

52 – Serpent and Sun (4)

Radatoq knew. That Zahard is an apostle of Ra, the sun god.

That the Ark is different from the other Heretic Questioners.

Anyone who saw him holding a sword with him would have guessed. He was the one who had cleared his way before in that hellish-eyed demon. He was like a monster who wielded his holy power for days and days without getting tired.

Comprehensive discretion may be less than your own. But he thought that too soon. Rada Talk had no doubt that he would catch up in a year or two.

A talent that changes the arc.

Unrivaled genius.

Radha Tok often thought of his men as competent. However, from the moment he met Zahad, his men went unnoticed.

It’s a talent that can even change the gaze of the beholder, so how can you lose so easily even if you fight Rosemary?

He thought it would be an amazing encounter. Even while he was notarized, he thought that a battle would be beneficial to him as well.

But…

Bang Bang Bang Bang!!!

“Why, why?! Why don’t you die?!”

“Rose eughmerryyyyyyyyyyy!!”

“Kyaaa!! Away! This demon! Monster! Rada Talk! Weird?! Did you dope or something?!”

“Go one step further!”

Quaaa!!

Radatorque frowned.

It’s different from the expected fierce battle.

Isn’t this one-sided bullying?

. . .

Power collides with power. I gave strength to face the strong holy force that came rushing in.

Sparks scattered. A riot of noise pounded my whole body.

[Use Heal (B).]

[The Sacred Wall (B) is destroyed.]

The shock ran through my entire body. The shattered spells scattered like shards of glass.

I backed off immediately. I wrapped the divine law around my body again. The swords came one after another without even taking a short break.

A shock that made my head go blank for an instant swept through my body.

Quaaa!!!

“Why, why don’t you die?!”

Why?!

I was born to fight in mud like this!

I immediately scattered my greatswords. Enormous holy power wrapped around my fingertips.

Quaaa!!

The ground cracked when I hit it. The entire training ground was shaken. Rosemary, who had dodged it by a narrow margin, gasped.

“How crazy?! If you’re really right, you’ll fall behind!”

“Work with the determination to die!”

It’s hot.

I was slowly heating up.

It was like going back to the time when I used to play games and enjoy fighting NPCs.

Burging power, and a head that rolls quickly when cornered on the defensive.

Instinct that moves a little faster than reason!

A surge of monstrous power ricocheted the sword upward. The rotated shoulder lodged itself in Rosemary’s abdomen.

Ebs?!

The divine laws she wore around her body were broken one after another. The body, unable to offset the impact, was slammed against the wall.

It wasn’t me that the damage didn’t accumulate. In response to Rosemary’s resistance, she spat out the blood in her mouth.

Healing is not omnipotent. Even if an external injury heals quickly, it is not an internal injury. The accumulated damage is greater than the recovered damage.

But I was still growing in the meantime. Little by little, the weapon skills that had gone astray were melting into my body as if matching hands.

Beyond simple skills, fully mastering the use.

I leaned the greatsword on my shoulder. Okay. Since we’ve come this far, we need to get out soon!

Come! Transformation! Rosemary’s Secret Law!

“…What the f*ck! A dog-like bastard! Like you! Something like you!”

Coming!

I stared at Rosemary’s sword poking through the dust. Metal burning with fire, the smell of iron!

A trump card! The last secret she was wrapped up in!

Rotating…Saw…?

“……?”

Something is strange.

Why doesn’t the sword turn into a spinning saw?

Are you saying it’s not enough to reveal the bottom line yet?

I immediately turned around. You’re saying that you have to win overwhelmingly to reveal a hidden number!

The greatsword he wielded contained strength. For the first time, the sincere holy power flared up fiercely.

[He lifted up his feet and looked down]

[All that was left was ashes]

[Heaviness that strikes down the darkness – Use Stomp (S).]

“…Huh?”

Rosemary stopped her steps. From the hair on her head to her tail, everything stood upright, nothing to say.

“That’s that…?”

The flame is condensed. All the fluttering flames are sucked into the greatsword and change its shape.

A blessing from God. The majesty of an S-class skill that is possible from the moment you cross the line.

Shape transformation.

A weapon made of holy power lands on top of the greatsword. This is no different from temporarily creating a holy relic. A holy method realized only by holy power.

It’s like a miracle beyond the law.

Condensed flame lands on the greatsword. Radatoque swallowed at the flame that leaked out slightly.

I moved my hand. Radatoque hurriedly stopped.

“Oh no! Zahard the Heretic Questioner!”

“Never mind! Rada Talk!”

I smiled broadly.

“Does the other side do this much…?”

Rosemary dropped her sword. Her disillusioned eyes denied reality.

“Why… Why… How… You… What the hell…”

“…No way. You…”

I’m full of energy. No, is it because the time is now? Rosemary was usually stronger than Radatoque?

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No way in this timeline…

“Can’t you transform?”

Much weaker than Rosemary in most scenarios?

“…What the hell did you believe in?”

Rosemary couldn’t answer. She was just trembling like she was dumbfounded.

I threw down my greatsword. The cat, who had already lost its will to fight, was squirming and unable to meet eyes properly.

Oh sh*t.

I was just nervous.

Will I win or lose? I just lost my appetite.

…But my anger still lingers.

“Meow.”

“Ah, ah?”

“Bite this tight.”

I wrapped the holy power around my hand. I smiled broadly.

“Let’s get it right.”

. . .

Dimona’s eyebrows curled into an eighth-square at Radatoque’s report.

“…Yes? Did you really win?”

“Really.”

“No. Wait a minute.”

You really won?

A rosemary? That veteran who rolled and rolled?

“You’re not kidding, are you?”

“I am not kidding.”

Radatorque sighed.

“Judge. It is impossible to judge him by general standards. He is currently learning the ‘miracle’.”

“…Radatorque Inquisitor. That joke is really boring.”

Dimona leaned back in her chair. Stretched as it were.

I know.

That Radatoque isn’t the kind of person who likes lies or jokes.

But this is different. The weight of the horse is different. The gap between the holy law and the miracle is very large.

“Do you know what a miracle is… And spit it out?”

“I know.”

“With simple holy power, you have to be at the level of an archbishop. I know he’s an apostle, but what I need isn’t just simple holy power.”

A spark rose from Dimona’s fingertips.

“The control of the holy power…The point of time that means to get out of the limits of human beings who are made by intertwining countless high-level divine laws. But that…He who hasn’t even reached an adult yet did a miracle?”

“I definitely saw it.”

“How far have you been? Where is he standing now?”

“The shape of the weapon changed as the flames were condensed. Red greatsword. It resembles the weapon in the Bible.”

“If that weapon…”

“A sword said to be made from the flames of when Ra trampled on a demon.”

Beads of cold sweat fell from Radatoque’s face.

“…Stomp.”

Dimona banged her head on her desk.

“Oh my God so Samab So Samab So Samab So Samab So Samab So Samab So Samab So Samab So Samab So Samab So Samab…”

It is something to be welcomed with open arms. But Dimona couldn’t stand her chills.

What will she do if the blade of her talent comes toward her?

“W-Where is he now?! Talk directly…!”

“Probably…Is coming.”

Smart.

Dimon I’ve never been so frightened by the sound of her knocking. She answered, trying hard to hide her trembling voice.

“Come in.”

The door is open. The one who entered was not alone.

To be precise…

It was ‘two’.

“Whoa.”

Something crawled on all fours. Zahard was riding on top of it. Dimona moved her gaze. A leash was lifted from his right arm.

And what he was riding was a ‘human’, not a beast.

“…Is that Zahard?”

“Yes?”

“What are you riding on?”

“Ah.”

I stroked what he was riding. His face was a mess. It was swollen as if it had been squeezed into several units.

“My pet. I got one, how is it?”

“How are you?! Isn’t that rosemary?!”

“Eh. Isn’t it? Is it my personal?”

“What kind of dog is that?!”

“…A cat?”

“Come down now! Who will see! Rosemary?! Are you okay?”

Rosemary raised her head. There was no focus in her eyes. Her answer was also concise.

“…Myong.”

“Right. Kind.”

“What the hell did you do to the kid?!”

“No. What just I didn’t do anything.”

Zahard shrugged.

“Will the answer be Myong for a while?”

“Isn’t that just dealing with livestock?!”

“It’s my pet. Can’t you see the leash? In the first place, Radatorque-sama gave it a notary.”

“Interrogator?!”

Radatorque averted his gaze.

“…I was going to report it.”

“You look like you wouldn’t have done it if I hadn’t asked!?”

Dimona moved hastily. He poured the holy law on Rosemary’s swollen face.

“Let go of the leash for now! Rosemary! Rosemary! Wake up!”

“…Myong.”

“hahahaha! Already she’s broken both her body and her mind! She is like an awakened corpse!”

“Don’t spit lines like a third-class villain! I’m in a hurry now! A delegation from the Serpent Order has arrived on the outskirts of the city!”

Dimona screamed.

“We have to go get him now! But what if I make Rosemary like this?!”

“I wonder if Isabella is doing well.”

“Listen to me!”

Dimona realized. It was not the time to be intimidated by her god-given talent.

This bastard is just an idiot!