The Paladin Owns the Relic

74 – Search for Paramer (20)

Paramer’s behavior.

A rotten monster starting to move.

The news was spread widely by some of the search parties returning in wagons. But the Empire did not act easily.

I don’t know what kind of threat there is, I just kept repeating that I couldn’t move my troops until I checked.

The search party eloped, but to no avail.

“This means that there is a priest trapped inside right now!”

“You cannot sacrifice many people for the sake of one person.”

“No…! Before that, there is something in it! Rotten monster! An unkillable creature!”

“The imperial knights and wizards that were sent never returned, only the priests and mercenaries returned…”

The Imperial official grinned.

“This is an area that requires further investigation. Please understand.”

…Can’t buy credit at all?

Rosemary gritted her teeth. He turned his foot right into the church. Empire is stupid. Can not believe it. Without knowing what the situation was, he was only thinking that he could easily subdue Paramer at any time when the black mist was released.

Without even knowing what’s actually inside!

“…Rosemary?”

Rather than spreading the information that the search party has returned, Rosemary arrived at the Church Headquarters first. There was a lot of dust clinging to his body. His eyes, which he hadn’t slept properly, were swollen.

“…Judge!”

A cough broke out. Rosemary forced herself to hold her breath. One o’clock is urgent. Time has already been delayed as soon as it is delayed.

Fifteen days away from the imperial squabble. Ten days to hurry to the church headquarters.

The sum is twenty-five days. It was time for him to endure alone in that hellish Paramer.

“Gather the archbishops right now!”

“What do you mean by that?”

“The Heretic Questioner Zahard is dangerous!”

“…Zahard the Heretic Questioner?”

Dimona grabbed her by the shoulder. She immediately glanced at Radha Talk.

Radatorque immediately drew the curtain. He locked all the doors and hit every corner of the room.

“What happened inside?”

Rosemary felt a grip digging into her shoulder. She usually looks like a cute girl who works well, but inside she is a monster.

Dimona, standing shoulder to shoulder with her successive archbishops, the heretic judge’s expression hardened coldly.

“Tell me about everything. With nothing to hide.”

. . .

“To be honest, I don’t understand…why do we have to suffer so much?”

Those who do not understand.

“Of course you have to sacrifice for us, right?! Priest! Our one life is far more important than the ten lives of the lower classes, isn’t it!”

Outright trash.

“The servant tore off the other servant. So, I killed them both. Don’t you know? When will you turn around and bite me?”

Psychopath.

I sucked in all the slurps.

Mmm! It’s good!

Flora covered her mouth. She crawled into a corner and vomited.

“Human beings…Are all human beings nothing but rubbish?!”

“This is a restaurant!”

Apart from that, I was getting very full. My rapidly growing status window.

Even though I hadn’t absorbed half of it yet, my entire body was filled with holy power. It should be said that it is a state of saturation with holy power.

Cult of Naga.

The reason why Naga’s holy power, called the shadow holy power, was once driven into fanatics was simple. Blood and flesh. Because I was able to build strength from the evil things that came from darkness.

On the outside, they are nothing short of devil worshipers. However, to be frank, the Naga’s power could be said to be the true ‘darkness’ itself that comes from chaos.

Both sides of human beings. An evil that every human being has no choice but to bear at least once.

It was a force opposite to the teachings of Ra, who illuminates everyone with a bright sun. It’s because we’re not friends with each other.

Shall we scrape together the rest! After that, you have to diligently level up your skills with the accumulated holy power!

“You, too…”

Tears welled up in Flora’s eyes. She screamed.

“So… A peaceful end! They must suffer more! Even benefactors, this is so unfair!”

“Isn’t this the end?”

“… On? Ha, but he’s dead, right? You said you were going to rest?”

“Who is it? Even the Shinigami hate it when it’s twisted like this.”

In the game, most of these refugees could be saved. However, even if they were saved, it did not mean that they would live a happy life.

As a side effect of being a specter, you can taste the taste of human flesh. After enjoying cannibalism, most of them are hunted by monster hunters.

And what? Is it over when you die?

That doesn’t mean that either.

“What do you think would happen if a soul twisted after suffering over ten years died?”

“Ah, aren’t you going to rest?”

“No. A twisted soul is the easiest soul to pull out of the underworld, right? You know the undead Things that cry out to be killed because they can neither die nor live.”

“…Stop, no way.”

“When children die, most of them end up like that. You become undead. If it is completely purified, it disappears without leaving a single soul, and even if it is said that the purification is clumsy and escapes, it cannot return to the underworld and wanders around to become the undead again.”

A terrible bondage.

A punishment that even the wicked who openly committed evil do not suffer.

“They are painful even if they live, and painful even if they die. Most of the dead now are just preparing to become undead, right? The lower undead say that every moment they breathe is pain. It must be far worse than starvation.”

“How do you know that?”

“Cute, pretty and kind Naga teaches me.”

-Hahsss… That, if you… Say it like that…

Flora tilted her head.

“Oh, first of all, benefactors are priests of the sun god! But how can you handle the power of the naga?!”

“Is there a law against dealing with two things at once?”

“Ah, no… It’s not… It’s not… It’s not… But something’s wrong…”

“Anything is possible for a genius like me.”

“Your wife is a genius?”

“Yes. You can do this too Evie.”

I wove a shadow snake and flung it at Flora. Flora screamed and rolled on the floor.

“Ah! Pears, snakes?! Let go, let go!! I want you to let go!!! Crawling into this strange place…Ah…Ahhhhh…!”

“Don’t put it in a strange place forcibly.”

You can see the subtle seduction. I openly pick up his butt and flinch.

What should I do with this Majo year?

Let’s swallow the rest for now. I quickly turned my head to the ghosts. The refugees, barely alive ghosts who could not die, were entwined with me little by little.

“Please… Please have mercy… Priest…”

“I don’t want to be hungry anymore…Ah…”

“Please free me from the terrible pain…”

Everybody was sympathizing with me now, even without talking. He would rather want death than pain.

It’s thanks to me that I’ve worked hard to achieve Buddhahood with the ghosts. What kind of cake is this?

Shall we try to destroy the rest as well? Will you eat…

“Priest.”

I stopped my hand. With a hard tone, I glanced at the person who called me.

The size is rather large. Much bigger than me He must have been a giant even before he was alive. Half of the body was covered in spots. But the rest were not.

A man similar to the ghost he ate the first time. I knew that face. A fairly important NPC among these refugees.

The owner of Paramere.

This is the lord, Per Bach.

“I was watching what you were doing.”

“Didn’t I have to make you a Buddha first?”

“…Your eyes are cold. Are you seeing us as sinners?”

“Okay. I don’t know.”

Ferbach looks at me. His eyes were sunken. A rotten smell came out of the body that had suffered from long hunger.

But even so, Per Bach still seemed to be conscious. He did not complain of hunger, and his words were serious.

Still, a leader in his own way. Is he different from the other guys?

I pushed the ghosts away. Sat in front of Perbach. Anyway, he has no power to reject me. There is no power to persuade other specters who have lost their reason.

Just talking.

That was the last thing Per Bach could do. There’s no need to hide your true feelings.

“The clock tower was a symbol of the city of Paramer.”

“I heard it to the extent that scabs sat down on my ears.”

“We needed the hands of children to maintain the clock tower.”

“A. That’s not it. Say it openly. Is it because the labor cost is the cheapest? Some of the slave children are very cheap.”

“It was an inevitable choice for the tradition of Paramere.”

“It was the tyranny of high-ranking officials who tried to put even a penny into their wallets. You have to speak straight.”

“……”

Ferbach looked at me blankly.

“Are you saying that if the priest had been in the same position as me, he would have made a different choice?”

“No? Would it have been similar?”

“…Yes?”

“But at least I didn’t use the kids, even if I had to make a little less money.”

“You are thinking like a priest.”

“What are you talking about? I am just like everyone else. The important thing is the people next to me, I don’t care if others follow me or not. If he dared to stand in my way, he would rather tear his neck out.”

I shrugged.

“But it is. However, I do not cross the line that I have to follow. Are you embarrassed? To keep a building, to exchange children’s lives alive. That’s not what people do. Isn’t it?”

“…That is hypocrisy.”

“Hypocrisy or whatever, I think so. You guys actually did it.”

“Managing the entire clock tower required several times more money than that if slaves were not used. Impossible on a limited budget…”

“Then I should have just torn it down.”

“As I said before, the tradition of Paramer…”

“To keep the tradition, the children are ground alive…Where can we go and call them imperial citizens? It’s something only uncivilized cavemen would do. How is it different from devil worshipers who make human sacrifices? I just plainly admit it. That you did something not even human.”

Perbach sighed. Silence fell.

It was a small smile that broke the silence.

Per Bach shrugged her shoulders. He touched her face and brushed lightly. The expression on his face had changed.

As if he had heard what he wanted, his face became refreshed.

“…Everything is true.”

“Come in now?”

“I just wanted to ask. There’s nothing left to continue a proper conversation here, so stop. Maybe it was to alleviate guilt. What happened to Paramer? What happened to the world outside?”

“I searched all over. It’s been more than 10 years since that happened, but is there anyone still alive?”

“…Are we dead?”

“I will die soon.”

“What happens when I die? Is that the end?”

“That should be prayed to your god.”

“…Isn’t it okay to pray to Naga?”

“Our Goddess is pretty and noble, so it’s a waste to show it to trash like you.”

-Come on, Zahard…Ugh…Sa…Love…

Perbach stood up. He took something from Ian Pamel’s dead body with a hole in his chest.

Books. One book. Perbach turned his head towards me.

“This is a diary written by my ancestor Bach. It’s not the prequel shown to the monster, it’s a real diary buried in a time capsule. It’s something I found out too late. I retrieved what the monster was carrying here.”

Flora interrupted the conversation.

“Is your diary divided into two volumes? Why?”

“The first part is a diary that Bach often showed to monsters to write in case he was caught. Hide the real behind the fake. His wife, ‘Aris’, made him write a diary. He’s a special person. But… The fake wasn’t perfect either. Unlike Aris, Bach was a very emotional person.”

Bach’s diary. I just accepted it. The last letter with all the truth was also in it.

{Hi…I can’t say goodbye. Do you remember me do you remember me I am ###. The monster that loved you.}

From noble mtl dot com.

{Why did you say you love me? You never loved me in the first place Was he really just trying to use me?}

{It’s awful. Even though I know that I have been deceived, I cannot leave you. It was all in one piece. From start to finish…You were playing with me.}

{If I had lived my whole life as a monster, if I hadn’t met you, I wouldn’t have been ruined like this.}

{I want to erase time. ###. But i can’t erase it i hate you But I love you. I want to eat. I’m thirsty.}

{I don’t want to eat people. Because you told me not to But… But then what should I do?}

{My thoughts are twisted. Don’t stop hungry. I’m hungry ###.}

{Give me…Give me orders…It’s so hard to think to myself. I’m tired. I want to close my eyes like this.}

{###…###…###…}

{#..##…I…I…}

{Clock Tower…To…}

{To the place where we spent time… Together…}

{…You.}

{Because you are there.}

The content of the letter was cut off. It’s a story you know. Perbach laughed weakly.

“I wonder if maybe the devilish nature is a kind of malice that has been passed down in my family from generation to generation.”

“Stop making excuses about your family history and whatever, just quietly tell them and leave.”

“Okay. Priest. By the way, is your name…?”

“You don’t need to know, right?”

“…That is also true.”

Flora intervened again.

“What the hell happened here?”

“The beginning was a monster. A time when the name Bach was simply a given name, not a surname. It’s a story that started hundreds of years ago when a man named Bach was just serving a high-profile lady from the upper ranks.”

Ferbach took the diary back. He flattened the middle part.

“This is the history of the family that I learned too late. It’s a terrible content, so prepare your mind before you watch it. This is Bach who could not hide his emotions even in a fake diary. The real diary is even worse. It was so full of naked sentences that even I, a descendant, had a hard time seeing it.”