The Paladin Owns the Relic

67 – Search for Paramer (13)

Quaaa!!!

A tall building fell. The front was blocked with a cloud of dust.

I immediately took a side road. If I’m alone, I can get out enough. But in the back, there were overflowing people who could not follow.

“Come here!”

Rotten flesh crawled out from between the buildings collapsing in succession. The rotten one-Ratten rushed in all at once.

The rotten one overflows like a wave. Meanwhile, the ground continued to shake.

“Rosemary! Take this!”

“Throw it!”

“Uh oh oh?!”

A black-spotted human flew in the sky. Rosemary received him immediately.

I immediately turned around.

The speed at which the wave of the rotten flows in is faster than the speed at which you run away. If you keep going like this, you’ll be caught before you get to the clock tower.

It’s the same as going from Normal difficulty to Hell difficulty in an instant! f*ck!

I don’t even have time to get the party to the clock tower. It’s right to split up right now!

“Rosemary! Drag people and run to the clock tower!”

“What?! How about you?!”

“Just go! Don’t look back!”

I dropped the ax empty. I breathed in and gave strength. He split the head of Ratten, who was opening his mouth, in half.

Beatrice’s spiritual body protruded and clenched her fists. Shuddered.

【Heroic! Zahard! Sacrificing alone…! Truly the model of a paladin!]

What are you admiring? Do you think I’m going to fall behind?! Sacrifice is not in my dictionary!

Break through everything and take it all! That’s my motto!

“Rosemary! Go!”

“Ha, but…!”

I glanced back at her.

“There’s another monster inside the clock tower?! I’d like to ask for that! Because I’m going to be a little late!”

“How can I do that alone…!”

“You can do it! If you are!”

“… Oops!”

I bit Rosemary’s lip.

“…If you don’t come quickly, I’m sure I’ll die!”

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I just turned around. Immediately after she started running, her mercenaries and priests immediately followed her.

“Da, will you follow me?! Brother?!”

“You must come on time!”

“Don’t look back and run!”

Yes. Get out of it all i know i can do it

A large army of rotten ones was gathering. Anywhere in the city began to overflow.

The amount that came right in front of my nose was too much for me to handle alone.

…Transmog? I guess that would be too much.

I glanced down at the axe. Put it back in the pocket.

I thought about taking out the demonic sword Surt. But if I fall, there’s no one to clean up after me.

Still, isn’t there something just right at the right time? He put his hand on the earring. Beatrice’s spiritual body clinging to her shoulder widened her eyes.

【No way…? At las…?!】

Having no eyes means that it’s okay to draw power.

“Beatrice.”

[Thirst and hunger.]

[Despair covered the world.]

[But even so, the light remained.]

[People named the last light ‘Brunak’.]

[The whole body is filled with faith.]

[The lost light of Ra arrives in the world.]

[The holy power is filled to the maximum.]

[Stamina is filled to maximum.]

[The operation of holy power doubles.]

“Do you like setting fire to the city?!”

This is my first time actually using it. But it doesn’t matter. I already know the extent of its ability and power.

Originally an SS-class weapon. However, after Beatrice became possessed, it was a unique case of relics whose rank rose one more time due to the saintess’ ‘class’.

The SSS grade item, the spear of light, Brunak’s earring, was scattered like dust.

The black sky split in an instant.

[The ‘Light Spear Brunak’ reveals its true form.]

The earrings oxidized by the light soared high into the sky.

-And the next moment, a pillar of fire pierced Paramer.

Quaaa!

It is a splendid appearance different from before. Brunak, who poured his holy power with all his might, covered Paramer with flames like a punishment.

All the rotten people around were swept away just by appearing. The overflowing holy power temporarily created a barrier and burned the rotten ones who approached.

The majesty of an SSS-ranked item. I reached out for Brunak stuck in the cracked earth.

Holy power flowed down his hand. I couldn’t exert the power I saw with my level and skills, but it was already different from an ordinary weapon.

【It’s the first time I’ve ever used Brunak in real combat, right?! Push your holy power! That’s the starting point to properly use Brunak, the spear of light!]

I literally pushed my holy power. Beatrice trembled as she linked up with Brunac.

【hahahahaha…! Tea, I have to hold it in… It’s right in front of me to set everything on fire… I can’t give in to the strange feeling of holy power here…!]

As expected, a born arsonist. It’s a great decision.

I swung the fire out of Brunak and brushed it off. It’s a weapon I’ve used several times before. Of course, not in real life, but in the game…

You already know all of those abilities!

[Use ‘Golden Rain (SSS)’.]

Light began to fall from the sky pierced by the pillar of fire. Red spears that looked exactly like Brunak’s were slammed into the floor all at once.

The number is dozens. Considering that there were thousands of original skills, it was an absurdly small amount. Neither the holy power nor the body can withstand it, so the skill is not able to exert its full power.

But this isn’t enough for now.

I lifted the spear. I put my foot back and pulled as hard as I could.

[Use ‘light-devouring fire – Luin (A)’]

Perfect javelin posture. Flames lingered at the tip of Brunak. The red-colored spears that were slammed into the surroundings also floated up, engulfed in red flames.

Beatrice gasped.

【This is my first time using it, how do I know?!!!!!】

“With persimmon!”

【Does that make sense?!!!】

I moved the body that had been pulled. End of Spiral Spear Day. The condensed flames formed on the dots exploded.

Brunak is not just a spear. A weapon that shines the most when thrown.

[Use ‘Sniper Strike (SSS)’.]

“Ahhhhh!!!!”

The thrown spear flew up, drawing a red trajectory. After that, countless copies of Brunak pierced the air all at once.

The waves of the rotten broke through in an instant. Flames shot up through the huge hole.

Quaaa!!

One part of Paramer exploded.

It caught fire. Buildings started to collapse. Beatrice, glistening with flames, evilly rubbed her hands together.

【Ahahahahaha!!! I will burn everything!!! It will purify everything!! Zahard!!! Like an apostle of Ra!!!!!]

These words sound more like an arsonist than an apostle of Ra.

. ..

The elves turned white when they heard the alarm that went off all over Paramer. It’s because I made a mistake while breaking through the warning system.

I hurriedly operated the machine again, but the alarm did not turn off. Rather, it rang louder.

“Hey, move first!”

“We have to break through the security system!”

“Protect Flora as a priority!”

The elves came here for one reason.

To recover the lost treasure.

In the deepest part of Paramer’s treasure house, there was the treasure of the elves. The blessing of the world tree that lived in the middle of the green forest.

Tears of Yggdrasil.

I only came to take back what was stolen by humans. With just that, you can restore the diminished territory and at the same time revive the wilted world tree. He pretended to cooperate with the search party to hide his intentions, but…

I saw the bare face of an Imperial Knight. Selfish human. The elves made up their minds as soon as they handed him the letter.

Let’s steal Yggdrasil’s tears and escape this place somehow.

But things went wrong. The magic barrier of the treasure house was so advanced that the elves couldn’t dismantle it, and as soon as one was touched, it started to emit an alarm sound.

And the sound of the alarm awakened the rotten ones.

“The monster is coming down!”

“Stop it!”

“Don’t let Flora get close!”

“I, I can help…!”

“Flora, stay still!”

“We will take care of it!”

In addition to magical hacking to break through security, you have to stop the rotten ones from rolling down the stairs.

The crossbow moved and the arrow stuck. The cries of the rotten were magically put to sleep and awakened repeatedly.

The elf’s complexion turned white. Wrong. The arrows are running out.

The boring battle went on endlessly. Even the remaining mana was being gnawed away.

Everyone will die at this rate!

The elf chief pulled out a knife. The body of the rotten man who rushed to him was cut into pieces.

“Take Flora and escape!”

“Oh no! How can I leave you…!”

“If you want to get out, get out right now…”

Koo-gu-gu-gu-gu-gu.

A sound was heard. The elf’s complexion turned white. The rotten ones started pouring from the emergency ladder they had climbed down.

“…Ah…Ah…”

Even the only way out was blocked. The rotten people who started to flock filled the underground plaza. They did not die even when cut, and even when blessed arrows were stuck in their bodies, the moving flesh moved and pressed the elves.

“No…No…”

“Spirit… Help me… Help me…”

“Look over me…”

The elf put on the hood stepped forward. The spirit hanging from his hand revealed its enormous power, but it was not enough.

A horned golem stood up from the mud. However, it was immediately eroded by the rotten ones. His arm was torn off and he sank again.

The hooded elf reached out tenaciously. Called the spirit again and again.

“…Ah, no way…I can’t die here…”

“Yes. f*ck. You can’t die.”

Voice.

I heard an explosion. The hooded elf looked in the direction of the entrance without realizing it.

Incoming flames. The rotten ones burned fiercely for an instant. The blazing heat was so strong, it was so powerful that even from a distance, my cheeks burned hot.

Tumble.

Someone is walking. I saw the black priestly robes stepping on the burning rot. The symbol of the Church of Ra.

I saw why the priest who should have died on the first day was obvious. Am I looking at something stupid right now?

The hooded elf opened her eyes wide. The man wrapped in fire held a spear longer than his body in his hand. The tip of the burning blade was sacred, and it was an object with such strong power that it left one speechless for a moment.

“That, that is…”

“You can’t be killed by the ashes. Huh? You trolls.”

The engulfed priest, Zahard, spat on the floor.

“Even if I die, I will die by my hand. Is not it?”