Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 26 Servant of the Lord
April 1588, 4 in the old calendar, overcast.

On the south side of the West Port District, an unnamed village near the coast.

Gray fog hung over the sky.

The wind howled.

Raging waves crashed against the embankment.

On the square, a group of villagers gathered.

The old man was hunched over, his pale pupils protruding from both sides of his eye sockets, and he murmured strange and awkward syllables.

"Someone broke into our village last night, and they killed Kano."

Kano's swollen body was carried to the middle of the altar by two shirtless young men.

The old man held a water burial ceremony for Kano.

Among the crowd, a young man was watching all this with strange eyes.

Especially Kano's swollen abdomen wriggling from time to time.

His name is Martin, and he has been working in a textile factory in Old London. After hanging his boss from a street lamp some time ago, he worked in the factory for a few days, and was finally resigned. He has been wandering around in the streets of Old London, and only recently returned to his home. hometown.

As a member of the villagers, Martin has been exposed to the priesthood of the Lord since he was very young.

His mother, who had been chosen as the Lord's servant.

His family also received the blessing of the Lord.

As a result, his father was able to reap a lot of money every time he went fishing.

But for Martin, his childhood turned unhappy.

Since the sacrificial ceremony, his mother seemed to be a different person, and he lost the mother who had always loved him.

Whenever the night falls, he can always hear the weird and distorted voice at home. He once thought that all this was just his auditory hallucination.

Until the age of 15, he woke up in the middle of the night.

I saw the ugly side of my mother.

The bloated and fat body full of sunken pits and rotten fetid sores was occupied by vile and twisted tentacles, and the father was swallowed into the torn abdominal cavity.

Martin always remembered his father's desperate eyes, soaked and swallowed by sticky tentacles.

And my mother, no, maybe it was the monster, looking at my empty and numb eyes.

Perhaps, his mother had already died on the day he was made into a servant.

The one living beside him was just a demon in his mother's human body.

that night.

Martin only knew that he had been on the run for a long time.

In the dark and silent forest.

It seemed that the mother's distorted wailing could be heard everywhere.

The ugly figure of his mother has always been Martin's childhood nightmare.

Over the years, Martin recalled those images every night, the night he hung the filthy boss from the street lamp, and decided to face his fears.

He is determined to overcome his past self.

So, he is back.

After the water burial, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Martin's eyes followed the crooked old man, the man who had turned his mother into a servant in the past.

The rickety old man walked into the only dilapidated church in the village.

Behind him, four people carried a woman named Dani who was chosen as the Lord's servant into the church.

A Gothic church made of pale rocks, broken columns scattered on the ground, surrounded by many bushes as tall as a person.

Martin walked around the crowd and into the bushes.

When he was very young, he came here once, and he remembered that there was a cracked wall behind the church.

At the back of the church, the rotten wooden door was slowly pushed open, and Martin carefully walked through the broken wall and walked into the dark alley behind the church.

A slimy alley filled with filth.

The pungent stench permeated the air.

A large number of strange symbols composed of red and black lines are carved on the wall.

A window ahead.

The dim light suddenly came on.

Martin approached slowly, and he felt that there was the truth he wanted to know.

"No! I don't want to be a servant!"

A shrill scream suddenly penetrated Martin's brain, and he felt his heart beating in his throat.

Martin's feet froze in place, and he tried to move, but the ugly and nasty image of his mother in the past came back to his mind.

He is afraid of all this, but fear must always be overcome.

The desperate face of the boss who died on the street lamp appeared in front of Martin.

Repressed, cheated, insulted, all bad and bad emotions dissipated after the boss died.

At that moment, Martin felt that he had become a person who could control his own destiny.

At least, he killed the person who gave him fear.

Today, he will face the nightmare of the past.

Martin moved.

He moved his feet slowly, approaching the window where the truth might exist.

He saw it.

In that dark room.

A woman chosen to be a servant.

Trapped on the dark surface of the portrait carved with strange patterns.

That frightening scene was deeply imprinted in Martin's eyes.

The woman's brain was tattooed with ancient strange characters.

Her pale pupils kept shaking.

The beating heart was soaked in the black juice in the hand of the rickety old man, and countless twisted worms slowly drilled in, engraved with ancient strange characters.

The contracted and expanded lungs were concocted in the same way again.

The inhuman scene made Martin's pupils shrink continuously.

The brain is forcing him to get out of here as soon as possible.

But his stiff body prevented all of this, and he forced himself to watch it all.

He wants to overcome, to destroy that fear.

I should get out of here!

A call from the depths of the soul, trying to keep Martin away from this bad scene.

crunch.

The palm was lowered irregularly, touching a rotten wooden stick.

The slight sound made everyone in the room stop suddenly.

In the next second, their eyes looked at the place where the sound came from at the same time.

There, a pair of dilated pupils were staring at all this.

Martin already knew clearly all the painful and unbearable memories his mother had encountered in the past.

The moment when you are watched by those who are full of evil eyes.

Martin knew that the only thing he could do was to run away.

The stiff body twisted forcibly.

Martin started running like crazy when he was 15 years old.

"Hurry up! You idiots! Let you pay attention to safety and fix that hole as soon as possible. You say that the bushes are high and no one will find out. What is going on now!? What are you going to do now!"

"Have you been discovered by someone!? Hurry up and chase after him!"

The rickety old man didn't know that when he was cursing, his arms kept shaking, and a large amount of black juice in the basin in his hand splashed on Dani's face and body along with his shaking.

The old man looked at the crowd rushing out the door, regained his senses, and when he looked at Dani again, his pupils kept shrinking.

He made a big mistake, a taboo mistake recorded in ancient books.

He didn't know exactly what was going to happen, but at the very least, he hoped he could make up for the mistake.

He tried to get a cloth to wipe off the black juice.

But in the next second, he accidentally knocked all the juice in the basin onto Dani's body.

The old man stepped back trembling.

An inexplicable sense of fear spread to his whole body.

apprehensive, uneasy.

Until the black juice on Dani's body was completely immersed in the opponent's body.

The rickety old man came back to his senses.

Secretly thankful that the taboo didn't seem to do much harm.

He carefully went through the next steps of the servant ceremony.

Get out of the room as soon as possible.

Waiting for the servant's conversion.

in a dim room.

The six candles placed in the corners of the room suddenly went out at this moment.

A woman who would never open her eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)