Abandoned Priest at the Hero’s Party

Reaper’s Greeting

“angel…? You mean that giant from before is an angel?”

It seems that Mr. Layton was a little surprised. As soon as the angel disappears, he grabs me and starts to question me, because even if I answered, only questions came back.

“I am one of many families serving the Lord. I’m also old-fashioned.”

“He looked so much different from the angel I thought he was…”

Layton, who was scratching his head, couldn’t see the relaxed smile of the past.

All I could see was a head full of complicated thoughts and agitated eyes.

“Did the ancient gods originally used such angels…?”

But it was the same with the queen. Mr. Layton answered.

“Ancient Gods are the laws of the universe. What could be like an angel to the law? It’s like he’s already permeated everywhere in the universe, and there’s no reason to make it happen. It is only a personal god that makes an angel.”

“But no matter how you think about it, it’s completely different from the angels we know, isn’t it?”

In appearance and body that is no different from that of a human being, she is the best in beauty. Unspoiled, pure white wings and a halo floating above her head.

Until I met the angels of the Lord, I thought of angels. Because everyone said so and thought so.

I just thought everyone had a unique look. Was that something to think about with such a serious expression?

“There is one possibility.”

After much deliberation, Mr. Layton seemed to have come to a conclusion.

“The person the priest serves is probably a new kind of divinity that we have never encountered before. We think of it as an extraterrestrial divinity that we cannot even dare to interpret. I have never heard of such a kind of god on the continent.”

“Are you not an ancient god, but a foreigner now?”

I just couldn’t help but laugh out loud. I knew who the Lord was, and that all of these speculations were just speculations, unless he told me.

Sister thinks so, but it doesn’t matter who he is.

Rather, I am curious as to why you chose me and gave me strength.

“Sir. No matter how much we put our heads together to discuss who the Lord is, the question only deepens. If we do not even know his will, how is it possible to approach his essence?”

The important thing is that he heard Mr. Layton’s grievances and gave me a miracle to solve the problem.

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Miracles, servants of the commandments. I summoned the miracle bell that brings the mystery, held it in my hand, and showed it in front of Mr. Layton. When a bell suddenly appeared, Mr. Layton, startled, was puzzled to see it. Suddenly, he opened his mouth as if he realized something.

“Maybe that…”

“It is a miracle that the Lord granted to me after hearing your second prayer.

The Lord respects human free will,

He does not wish for human beings to lose their freedom and not be able to express their will.

The servant of the commandment is a miracle that exists for those in bondage.

The reason Mr. Layton was in fact not free must be the reason why he gave me these miracles that broke the ban, made me throw off the bridle, and even brought freedom.

The Lord always looks ahead of me,

What he thought I needed was always really necessary.

It was not difficult to make such a guess.

“So, can you tell me?”

What’s the point if no one needs even the greatest miracle? A miracle can only become a miracle if there is someone who will benefit from it.

The Lord knows, but I do not know why Viscount Layton needed this miracle of liberating those who were born in bondage. If you don’t tell me, it will probably be forever.

“Sir Layton. Are you, by any chance, being controlled by someone?”

*****

I wasn’t born to want to be born,

There were children who were not welcomed from the moment they were born.

There were some things that had to be wiped out and die before cognition was born and perception was broken. A place where the ashes of a child get stuck in your feet like stones as you walk down the street.

It is perhaps natural for a god of death to be born on Mt. Meso, where children died and were buried.

The will and desire to live, the fear of being unwelcome.

Embracing anger and the will to survive in a world that does not welcome them, God was born that way. He breathed in the accumulated sweat and built up his divinity. The evil spirit has surpassed the level of evil spirits and has become a god.

What is God? It is a being that gathers people’s desires and receives prayers.

Is there any desire in this world as earnest as the desire to live? A newborn baby is pure. Babies do not know things like wealth, wealth, or power, and they only have the desire to be loved and the desire to live. Those pure desires united and became a single strand of divinity.

“Why didn’t you love us?”

The reaper possessing Layton’s son’s body murmured. He whispered into Laila’s ear, who killed herself by hanging herself by a noose, and whispered again. It has become a god, yet it is still a child.

I long for love and I hope again. But the source of that power comes from the opposite side of love.

I seek, but I can’t reach you forever. That is why the Shinigami has been twisted from the start.

In order to prevent the birth of such a being, in places where many people have died, priests of the denominations including the Three Gods worship the Holy Law and spread the divine power. In this case, you don’t even get the money you like.

Because Shinigami is the strongest competitor to those they worship. When something like this is born, the consequences are endless. If the birth of the Shinigami is neglected in greed for a few pennies, it is difficult for humans to handle the future work.

However, the number of newborn vampires was carried out very secretly, and this territory itself is very exclusive to the priests. The divine power is fatal even for vampires, so there is no choice but to do so.

Eventually, the resentment of the dead children only accumulated, and then this Satan went out.

Bang!

Not knowing that, someone knocked on the door. The reaper looked at the door with gloomy eyes.

There was no response from inside, and soon the sound of a door breaking was heard. The vampires of the Lord class who came under the orders of Duke Shmira came one after another, not one.

“Lyla. It’s the queen’s name. You said that you gave birth to a hybrid and hid it until now? Did you think the Queen wouldn’t know about it?”

“Let’s go easy. You know that you can’t disobey the Queen anyway. Bring your mongrel right now. If you can’t kill it with your own hands, we’ll do it for you.”

“And right now, divorce Layton and take another Lord’s seed… What?”

Viscount Layton and Layla would have thought they were avoiding the Duke of Shmira, but the Duke already knew that they had given birth to a deformed child.

But so far I haven’t heard of it. Once he made up his mind to purge Layton, it was enough to point out something he hadn’t mentioned on purpose.

Some of the ones she sent laughed at Layla’s misfortune, while others felt pity.

But Jinjo’s name is absolute. Rebellion is impossible. If she decides to kill Layton’s son and marry his wife with another man, no one can resist.

Jinjo is the absolute leader of all vampires and the ruler of the body.

But when they came in to execute the order, what they saw was a child looking at them quietly.

And it was a woman hanging around with her neck hanging. Execution and Nabal, everything is already over. When the Shinigami saw them, his eyes stood out.

“You, who are you?!”

“Lyla…? How can I commit suicide…”

In the past, Duke Shmira used the power of domination to prohibit the suicide of vampires under his control. However, Layla hanged herself and died. That fact alone, all vampires noticed the odds.

Above all else, it looked like a vampire, but it was never a vampire.

Babies who looked like they were not yet two years old were standing on their two feet, looking at them with eyes that a child of that age could never have. Everyone was numb for some reason.

“Kill!”

A creepy vampire grabbed a poker and smashed the child. Obviously, I used it with magical power, but it didn’t hurt a single wound, and my skin wasn’t hurt in the slightest.

Another person kicked at the child, but only the sound was noisy, and the child did not move at all. No, he didn’t even blink an eye.

– You don’t love me?

After a moment of silence, the child smiled. No answer was heard.

The moment they smiled, the heads of the person who kicked and the person who caught poker were both prickly and broken at the same time. Two corpses emerged, and the silence grew longer.

Everyone just rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they had seen.

Only then did everyone realize that this was no ordinary existence.

Everyone faltered and retreated, but they do not know this child, but the reaper knows them. It was because these people, the Lord class, were the ones who killed the children buried in Mount Meso.

“haha.”

The reaper smiled like that once and toddled towards the outside of the door, but no one stood in its way. As the vampires who were unknowingly shunned looked at the dark hallway, their eyes widened.

It had gone out of the door and disappeared, and only darkness was thickly covering the hallway.

Everything seemed unreal as if it had been a nightmare, but only one corpse hanging by the neck and two corpses with broken heads ensured that this was real.

Belatedly, Lord, Bellon stumbled when he realized what he had seen. His voice was full of fear.

“Sa, Reaper…!”

A very rare and rare thing was born in the territory.

This is a catastrophe, at least they cannot overcome on their own. We need to discuss with the Queen as soon as possible… and come up with a solution…

Go away!

His hair is split, and blood oozes out. Bellon, who had collapsed unconsciously, heard thumps in various places in Bellon’s ears. It wasn’t the only one that fell.

‘curse…’

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My clouded mind came up with the answer,

‘I didn’t just leave…’

Even if I knew, I couldn’t speak, and even if I did, no one would listen.

So it was just a pointless answer. Their heads were broken and the dead piled up on the floor. A god is not something that can be dealt with numerically, and the existence of a downgrade is meaningless no matter how many.

If humans want to face the gods, they need several heroes with enough skills.

Unfortunately, except for Duke Shmira, no vampire has that level of skill. The Shinigami smiled once, then left the house and walked slowly. I wanted to see a wider world than this realm.

Now, the child greeted the world.

The child wondered what kind of greetings would come back from the world.