Crimson Servant

Chapter 50 Growth
  John sat on a tree stump, stepping on the moss with his bare feet, holding a leafy branch in each hand. He was asked to take off his hood and hold several fresh oak leaves on his head. Jurgen circled around him, walking rhythmically, howling a strange mountain folk song in his mouth, and every few steps he would dip his fingers into the newly collected dew from the bowl, shaking it until he couldn't sit still. On the moving John.

Jurgen's powerful and thick voice added a bit of solemnity to the whole simple process, but John's face became darker and darker, and every time the dwarf passed by, John's impatience became more obvious.

Fed up with this stupid exorcism ritual, John dropped the branch in his hand, stood up, swept the leaves off his head, and patted the water stains on his clothes.

"Hey, boy, I'm not done yet!" the dwarf complained dissatisfiedly, while speeding up his hands and feet to complete the last lap, singing and shedding dew.

"Sorry, Jurgen, I feel like the medicinal soup you made me drink earlier is settling in my stomach. Along with your beautiful singing, they want to rush up my esophagus and come out of my mouth to cheer. "

"Then you can't spit it out!" The dwarf threw down the water bowl and hurriedly stroked John's back, "Those medicine residues that absorb evil are the main force against pollution. Use the limbs as contact points, absorb the power of nature to wash the body, and remove the evil The medicinal decoction is poured into the intestines and stomach, and then expelled. This is how natural evil spirits are expelled."

John leaned away from the dwarf, eyes narrowed in distrust. The rituals that druids are proficient in are usually far less crude. Perhaps this is something that evolved from the primitive culture passed down orally in the woodlands where Jurgen belongs. It is more like a custom than a ritual. As a result, its function is just like its Primitive and backward.

The crimson power in John's body showed no response to Jurgen's exorcism, and the warlock began to wonder why he accepted the dwarf's aid and why he was asking for trouble.

"You must respect tradition, John. You see, the evil aura in you has been reduced a lot, and tradition is not completely useless!"

That's the release of my own restrained crimson power. If I don't suppress the vitality, your exorcism will not stop at all, and I will vomit after drinking the medicine! John thought to himself.

Jurgen, who was in an excited mood, continued to tinker with the brewed decoctions. The mother tree fell down, and the originally closed herbal garden on the third floor opened. Before the withering spread, Jurgen rescued and picked some medicinal materials.

John noticed that Jurgen was immersed in work as a way to cope with the loss after meeting Saiman. This strong old man concealed his sadness in his own way, and John had no idea of ​​uncovering his scars.

John opened the spell book to record today's spells. After a while, he saw the lightning leaving and Carl coming in parallel. A confident smile reappeared on the Paladin's face, and John snorted disdainfully and turned his body to the other side.

The four of them gathered around the campfire, waiting for Jurgen to finish the final cooking. Breakfast was sausage slices and vegetable soup. The druid always had a way to make his companions eat these vegetables.

John saw Karl stand up, and while Lightning was talking to Jurgen, he sneaked over and sat next to the warlock. He thought he was careful enough and the remaining three were not blind, but the three of them chose to ignore it tacitly for different reasons.

Karl just sat there, staring at the warm flames and saying nothing.

John bit into the sausage slices in small bites. After noticing the Paladin's gaze, he ate even slower, only nibbling a small piece the size of a grain of rice each time, as if he was going to eat until the end of the world.

Carl originally planned to follow the table manners of not disturbing the other party's eating and wait for John to finish eating, but now he couldn't wait any longer, and the impatient Paladin took the lead in ending the silent contest.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"It's nothing."

Upon hearing the answer, Karl's face quickly twisted together. He wanted to grab the warlock by the collar, stand up, and ask him why he didn't even say thank you. In order to save his life, he voluntarily drank the undead potion and almost fell completely. Although he failed, his enthusiasm was obvious to all.

Karl quickly resisted the urge. The paladin's penance and recent awakening made Karl understand that he could not repay his kindness. I want to make friends with the warlock and get a friendly response. This desire, combined with the pride in his heart, is causing himself to violate the doctrine of the Paladin. Wanting to save others, wanting to be the core of the team that can turn the tide, to put it bluntly, is just wishful thinking in one's heart, a self-movement of sacrificing oneself for others. Carl thought he had paid a lot for John, but was this what the warlock wanted? If you impose the result of being saved on a warlock, you will become even more evil than the warlock.

And John's next answer poured cold water on Karl.

"Do you want to talk to me about how you rushed into the Corruption Center and almost interrupted my destruction of the Crimson Sun? Yes, I was surprised. When fighting that Druid, I pretended to be defeated just to get closer to Or Arcane Sun. Once we reach that distance, we only need time to use [Crenzo's Silver Key] to control the Arcane Sun and command the sun to self-destruct. This is my plan."

"Your subsequent onslaught on Saiman did help distract me, but your subsequent behavior of going straight to the core... is so stupid! Haven't you considered the consequences of failure? If it weren't for me, you would be asking for it. Destroy. Don't let muscles control your brain, Paladin." John's answer can be said to be merciless. The conversation between the two has drowned out all sounds. Lightning and Jurgen's eyes have turned to this side, ready to do anything. A good plan to separate the two of them.

Karl will definitely be furious, everyone is thinking so.

The paladin scratched his silver hair, his face turned red and he was actually discouraged.

"So that's it? Everything was within your plan. Well, I did do something stupid."

The paladin who admitted his mistake frankly surprised everyone.

"But if there is a next time, I will continue to do stupid things! I can't see your plan. I will only act according to the current situation I see. When I see my companions in distress, I will help them. When I see the dangerous enemies, I will go there." Block. Everything I do comes from my heart and my own understanding of justice."

"You can continue your attacks, and I will continue to enforce my own justice. John, aren't you very smart? If it's your words, you will be able to include my stupidity in your plan! Just like this time, my Partner, you solved the problem perfectly. Next time, you must be able to help me finish my mistakes perfectly! If you can't, then implement a plan that I can accept!"

"John, I trust your wisdom."

Lightning and Jurgen began to applaud, as if they had heard an inspiring speech, and looked at Karl's eyes full of relief.

John felt twisted. He was defeated by an army, and was disgusted by a guy who thought he was a fool with his stupid thoughts. Stupidity became his tool and a shield for his random actions. He shamelessly said irresponsible words and put the burden of responsibility on himself.

What made John feel even more uncomfortable was his own heart.

In my heart, I accepted Karl's stupidity and accepted the stupid Paladin.

Hidden the sacrificial ceremony with the red light bursting from the crimson sun, and sacrificed the entire source of mana to Veltis. After the end, they used [Crenzo's Silver Key] to lie and claim that the sun was a construct to stop their mouths.

Everything was perfect until that paladin burst in.

After completing the ceremony, John planned to delay for some time, return to the state of kneeling on the ground and make some disguises. Karl's only role was that he was almost killed by the escaped crimson power because he broke into the sacrifice site. John saw him, and his body subconsciously accelerated to end the ceremony, allowing the crimson power to pass through the ring and return to the other side.

In order to keep this paladin alive, John lost the time of disguise and stood in front of everyone.

Although John's words are still reasonable, people are emotional creatures, and when they witness the completion of the sacrificial ceremony, it is difficult for their unrestrained divinity to make them think rationally.

All the trouble came from saving this paladin.

John understood that he had unknowingly accepted everything from the Sun Team and became a member of this team of adventurers.

This may be what Mariana wants herself to experience, the charm of adventure.

John would never let them discover his secret.

Whichever it is.

(End of this chapter)