I Became the Heavenly Demon of the Academy

Stella (7)

“Do you think that will work!”

Cardinal Richelieu shouted with a puzzled expression.

“hmm. It won’t work, will it?”

Even though he had come to this state, it was never easy to drive Cardinal Richelieu into heresy. Of course, Chloe wasn’t just a simple Heretic Questioner, but her opponent was her opponent.

“Even if the director of the Heretic Inquisition came in person, he couldn’t do that to me.”

said Cardinal Richelieu firmly.

“Okay, should I just kill him?”

“Muh… what?”

“Since you are alive, I want your tongue to keep getting longer. The dead don’t talk. Wouldn’t it be more comfortable to claim the heretic after first disposing of the highness? Or would pulling out the tongue would suffice? I’m pretty worried. What do you like, Your Highness?”

“…”

Watching Chloe speak bloody words casually with a smile, Cardinal Richelieu felt a sense of dread. The face is obviously smiling, but that was just a mask.

Through Chloe’s eyes, anger like an active volcano that was dormant inside was transmitted. It looks like it will explode at the slightest touch.

“Wouldn’t it be difficult to deal with the Heretic Inquisition itself?”

Carol, who had come to her side at some point, looked at Chloe and asked.

“Yeah… I guess, it’s kind of like that. Our Highness is now in this form, but he still has a position.”

“hmm.”

Puck- Carol, who had been agonizing with her arms crossed for a while, suddenly pointed out Cardinal Richelieu’s bleeding and passed out.

“Carl-nim?”

At the sudden action, Chloe opened her eyes wide and looked at Carol.

“There is no need to talk at length about this. After all, the back-up comes first. It seems people haven’t woken up yet.”

“Yes, it is.”

Chloe nodded and began busily giving orders to the people around her who could move.

“That… Carol.”

Contrary to her usual self-confidence, Stella approached Carol calmly with her hands on her chest.

“Are you okay now?”

“Yes, of course. Carol… will you be okay?”

“Is there any reason not to be okay?”

“Still, in the holy kingdom…”

“I was still thinking about it. I ask you one thing, what kind of character is the current pope?”

As they flew to the Holy Land, Carol was constantly struggling. If this is not a single act of a cardinal, but an order of the pope, how far should we interfere? It didn’t suit Carol’s temper to do something stupid that was worse than not intervening.

If you work, you should see the end. I don’t know where it will end, but it was a failure anyway.

“For His Holiness the Pope…”

Stella hesitated for a moment, hesitant to speak.

“Do you still fully believe in those who speak the will of God?”

“No, but the Pope… is too old.”

He said it around, but Carol realized what Stella was trying to say. While there are people who maintain their spirit of challenge and vitality even when they get older, there are also people who just want to settle for the present, intoxicated with the glories of the past.

The pope would say the latter.

“The pope would not have intervened?”

“yes. Of course you would have known. but….”

“It doesn’t matter anyway, that’s what I was thinking.”

“you’re right. If Cardinal Richelieu is the rising sun, the Pope is the setting sun. You wouldn’t even have the will.”

In the end, it was said that Seongguk was not much different from common political groups. From the point of view of the Pope preparing for his later years, he probably did not want to be tired of confronting Cardinal Richelieu.

Even so, he could not escape responsibility. Someone could understand it, but Carol had no intention of accepting it. In the end, even for the aftermath, the cleanest thing was for the Pope to intervene.

“Chloe, can I leave this place?”

“yes? Where are you going?”

Chloe asked Carol with a puzzled look.

“If you start a job, you have to finish it. I will take Cardinal Richelieu.”

“Um… I see.”

Watching Carol disappear by floating Cardinal Richelieu in the air.

Chloe nodded with a feeling of half-expectation and half-concern as to what the hell she was going to do.

* * *

Pope Hadrian VII of the Holy Land.

Public opinion was not bad. While coordinating well between the mighty empire and the comparatively weak kingdom, he took what was to be gained and discarded what was to be discarded.

Sometimes harshly, sometimes conciliatoryly.

Although he was not a monarch with outstanding ability to overcome troubled times, the dominant opinion was that he was a decent military leader suitable for a peaceful era.

After starting as a priest, going through archbishops and cardinals, and ascending to the pope, Adrian VII, whose reign spanned more than 20 years, gradually felt that his life was short.

The older I get, the more I tend to think of the past rather than the glory I will gain in the future.

From Hadriano VII’s point of view, the future was all good and good. After all, even if I had to do something grandiose now, it would be difficult to achieve it before I died.

That is why he tolerated Cardinal Richelieu’s ambitions. I knew he wanted to be Pope. However, I didn’t care.

Of course, they knew that they were secretly preparing a ritual using Stella as an ingredient.

The Pope’s authority did not go anywhere just because he was preparing for his later years, and those who were loyal to the Pope were also firm.

Had Hadriano VII set his mind to it, Cardinal Richelieu could have made him breathless.

The fact that he has been reigning for more than 20 years without any problems can be said that he has reached out to all kinds of places. Among the things going on in the Holy Land, there was almost nothing that Hadriano VII was unaware of.

A great ceremony in which at least a few hundred people are sacrificed.

As a human being, as a priest, it was something I had to stop.

I didn’t bother to block it.

It was a kind of political judgment. If Cardinal Richelieu’s goal is to bring back the imperial emperor’s right to appoint bishops. If it succeeds as intended, it would be the best scenario for the Holy Kingdom.

Even though the lives of over a thousand human beings seemed like a lot, in the end it was just a speck compared to the entire castle.

if you fail

It didn’t matter either. Cardinal Richelieu would be responsible anyway, and even if there were future problems, he would die. So many people turned away from the obvious consciousness that would be sacrificed.

Instead, as a priest, he decided to pray. May the poor souls go to heaven.

After receiving a report that the ceremony had begun, Adrian VII closed his eyes and prayed at his residence.

that buck

I didn’t know how much time had passed. Unidentified footsteps echoed in the Pope’s residence, where only the dim light of the ceremonial candlesticks was dimly lit.

A young man appeared in the thick darkness.

The place where the pope was staying was as well guarded as the imperial palace, with all sorts of barriers, magic circles, spells, and excellent guards.

Nothing could block the path Carol wanted to take.

“Who are you?”

Still continuing to pray, without looking back and only slightly opening his eyes, Hadriano VII asked Carol in a steady, calm voice.

Took.

Charles threw the fainting Cardinal Richelieu near Hadriano VII.

“The ritual must have failed.”

I had the possibility of failure in mind, but I never expected that it would fail due to an outsider’s intervention.

Hadriano VII’s eyes flashed slightly, but that was all.

“Did you know?”

“There is very little that I do not know about what is going on in the Holy Land. Not to mention the scale consciousness, I can’t help but notice.”

Even though someone broke into the residence with mud feet, Hadriano VII’s tone was indifferent.

“Why didn’t you stop?”

“Because I didn’t have to stop.”

It was like a notice. Explaining the reason and hoping for others to understand was, after all, something only the weak would do. The strong don’t want to be convinced. And Hadriano VII was clearly a strong man.

Including small trinkets, all items worn on the body were composed of holy relics or equivalents.

Based on that, the automatically maintained sacred barriers and magic made Hadriano VII an invulnerable body.

Besides, he himself was a master of s*x magic.

Despite his age, Hadriano VII’s status did not decline, rather he was enjoying his heyday.

“Give me a chance.”

At Carol’s arrogant words, Hadriano VII’s eyebrows twitched. He untied his hands together for prayer and slowly turned around to look at Carol.

“You are young.”

Although he felt it at first glance, Carol was younger than Hadriano VII thought. How could such a young man break through all boundaries and come here? It was a series of unexpected events from before.

“The Holy Kingdom itself punishes those involved. In the name of the Pope, of course.”

Carol had no intention of hiding who she was. That’s why they didn’t use martial arts that change their appearance, such as Cheonmyeonyeokgolgong.

“Are you ordering me?”

At this point, it was about fresh. Even the emperor of the empire couldn’t come out with an attitude like that in front of him.

“As I said, I’m just giving it a chance.”

At Carol’s vague tone, which didn’t even contain any emotion.

The eyes of Hadriano VII, who had been looking at Carol indifferently, began to shine brightly.

“Did the Seongguk look ridiculous for only taking care of Cardinal Richelieu?”

The period of over 20 years of his reign made it possible for Hadriano VII to radiate natural dignity.

The lofty authority of Adrian VII did not reach Charles.

“then?”

“…”

It was a feeling I felt for a long time. I wanted to send a signal right now to subdue the author and give him all the pain that humans can experience.

The intuition close to divine that had developed over a long period of time was suppressing Hadriano VII’s actions. With a single gesture, thousands of troops would immediately arrive, but it seemed like something bad would happen.

“Is this the will of the emperor?”

If it was the emperor of the empire, it could be. He was a man with a dragon’s eye, and he was a difficult opponent every time we met, even from the position of the Pope, who is protected as a holy relic.

However, Hadriano VII’s expectations were missed again.

Carol shook her head slowly.

“The only thing I believe in is myself. Like I said, I’m just giving it a chance. unless you do.”

“Heh heh… that’s absurd. Do you think I’ll follow through on that? refuse. What if I don’t? Are you saying you’re going to do it?”

Hadriano VII snorted and asked.

“If Seongguk itself has no intention of doing it, there is no choice. and….”

At the sight of Carol staring at him in the pitch darkness and her eyes shining, Hadriano VII instantly felt a sense of horror.

“Do you think I will be afraid of death? Anyway, I don’t have much time left to live.”

“is it?”

A sneer with obvious ridicule. As if he had used magic, he couldn’t see his face because it was covered in pitch-black darkness, but Hadriano VII naturally sensed what kind of expression Carol was making. he was laughing looking at yourself

I tried to refute something, but my mouth didn’t come out easily.

“I will watch.”

With Carol’s last words, a light flashed.

There was no one in front of Hadriano VII, who blinked once. As if this was all a dream.

Kaga-ga-gang—!

The sound of something being smashed was heard, and all of the divine barriers and magic defenses that protected Hadriano VII’s body were shattered.

Blue magic power and pure white pieces of holy power were mixed and filled the inside of the Pope’s residence.

Only Cardinal Richelieu lying on the floor and the enormous energy filling the room were the only proofs that what had happened so far was not a dream.

Suddenly, he looked down at his hand and saw that it was trembling non-stop.

For Hadriano VII, this was also an unfamiliar sensation he hadn’t felt in a long time.

I thought I was not afraid of death.

Because there are not many days left to live.

That was just an illusion.

can you stop

Unstoppable.

I analyzed based on the numerous experiences accumulated so far, but the answers that came out were always the same.

The author is unstoppable. Also, if he went on like this, there was a high possibility that he would be recorded as a pope who left a big stain on the history of the Holy Kingdom.

Upon realizing this fact, Hadriano VII’s face turned pale.