I Became the Snow Woman I Made

58 – The dead under the moonlight (4)

A strange current has been going around Astar lately.

The strong and radical movement that broke through here and there soon reached somewhere in the kingdom.

“It’s an enemy attack!”

A day not too long after the dead man’s crisis ended.

The knights have stormed into the gloomy basement where bleak lanterns shimmer.

The masters of the underground, the black robes, were unable to respond to the sudden situation.

“Aagh!”

“Keuugh! How did the Knights get here…!”

All at once the hideout was engulfed in fierce battles.

The screams and cries of the members of the Saints’ Association resounded.

Because it was a surprise attack at an unexpected time, the effect was even more outstanding.

“So you’ve been hiding here? You rats.”

Nell Sartilla, whose pupils were darker than ever, sneered.

She bared her fangs with her red hair hanging down above her blood.

The blood stains and blood tricks that surfaced slaughtered the hateful enemies. Her dagger rushed at her unstoppable as if she was going to get rid of her last core.

“Sister Nell!”

At that moment, the trail of light cleared the attack aimed at the blind spot.

Nel reacted immediately and slashed her black sword with her bloody claws. Her man fell, and she raised her gaze.

“…Well done, Lucia.”

“We’ll take care of this. Shinto-sama, please go further back as planned!”

“Okay.”

He’s a bit picky, but he’s not a bad kid if you look closely. Nell, who overestimated Lucia, kicked her in the ground.

Quilière’s request ······ No, it was to fulfill her orders.

“······Then.”

After sending her Nell away, Lucia swung her intestines with one of her marked eyes.

Every direction was devastated by the pincer attack of the Knights of Light and the Knights of Holy Spirit.

Lucia nodded at him and unleashed a vast amount of divine power.

“I will save the cultists.”

Right after that, her face hardened and she rushed to the front line to deal with at least one more person.

Systematic operations and formations of the Knights, including Chief Priest Lucia.

It went beyond the normal category, and the filthy cultists were helplessly pushed aside.

Of course, there were also those who struggled.

Push!

“Keuheouk·······!”

A sacred knight collapsed with his heart pierced.

Adain, who hadn’t even brushed off the thick blood, gnashed his teeth and shook his eyes.

“…How did you find out where this place is?”

The headquarters of the Saints’ Association, which has been kept secret for a long time.

The level of security and confidentiality must be extraordinary, so how? Who betrayed you?

“Damn it…”

This is not the time to answer questions.

I’m sorry, but it’s already too late to put an end to this attack.

Because Lord Hoi wasn’t there, the Seven Apostles were absent, and in many ways they weren’t prepared for a counterattack.

The only answer was to retreat.

While he was about to shout, someone shouted before him.

“Adain!”

A man with a dark face and a grotesque impression.

Chilsado Judakhan, who had vines carved into his robes, shouted urgently.

“Come on, take your men and retreat! I’ll try to take my time!”

“Judakhan…!”

“Help Lord Hui! Bring the continent down to the abyss of chaos… Our cause must not be cut off!”

The sunken eyes flashed with madness.

Your own eyes probably aren’t that different either. Adain, who nodded, turned her back.

······ Meanwhile, Nell was looking around the deep.

“This is it.”

A room with no sign, a strange room with some spell drawn on it. There was nothing to aim for anywhere.

She let out her shallow breath.

“… It’s not.”

Then she thought.

Five possible sites for the headquarters of the Saints Church, pointed out by Quilière.

Since there were only so many of them, I was able to find them quickly.

“How did I know…”

She murmured softly, then shook her head.

Such worries were meaningless now.

Instead, Nell made her eyes shine.

“Anyway, great!”

Anyway, let’s find the stuff.

Talking to herself playfully, she rummaged through the box in her corner. She tried to shake it upside down, but there was no harvest.

“Hmm.”

She quickly looked for her next prey.

I approached a wall that seemed solid for some reason. A few minutes to touch and knock on everything.

As she was about to move, she found a doorknob inside.

“…”

The person who found it also blinked her eyes in surprise.

She was shaded, so it was a space she would not have found if she hadn’t looked carefully.

“If you look at heroic tales, you’ll always find something like this.”

Nell approached with reasonable doubt. She

She pointed out a place for the quillier and asked to bring something.

She said it was a must.

She wants it, but of course I have to.

Nel caught her breath and slammed the door open.

At that moment, the blade pierced me.

“Die!”

“!”

Keeping her tense, Nel immediately slashed her enemy’s wrist.

Then, when he hit her face, the remnants of Seong-hee, who had vomited her blood, drooped.

“It’s a surprise.”

Compared to her lines, the woman with an uninspired expression shook her hand.

“Well, I knew it would happen.”

Also, the fact that this guy is hiding means it’s an important place.

I hurriedly looked around her, but it was so dark that I couldn’t see anything ahead.

I had no choice but to burn her blood and use it as fuel.

Something was caught in the reddish field of view. A jet-black room with only darkness at the edge of the far beyond.

The place where there were several devices that seemed to be traps… Was blocked by multiple barriers.

Nel made a very rational decision.

“I think you found it?”

······ It was in the midst of Nell and his knights going underground. Clavia was in her own room, biting her nails wildly.

Kkaduk- Kkaduk-

His poisonous eyes were blank as if lost in thought, and he didn’t even notice that his flesh was being ripped.

She ran down her fingers and her blood dripped.

“······· Tsk.”

I noticed it right away, but I didn’t really care and just clicked my tongue.

Because this blood or whatever else was her own and not her own.

She frowned arrogantly and muttered one of her names.

“······Quillier. That woman again.”

The voice was a mixture of hatred and fear.

She was the woman.

From the red catastrophe to the real catastrophe······ Terrible and disgusting evil.

This time, she vainly destroyed her own plan, which she had prepared for a long time.

It was the result of the loss of not only the dead, but also the faithful Chilsa Wibarta, who had been gathered since establishing himself in the kingdom.

“Is it really possible to become a god…”

Even if it was predicted in advance, he handled it skillfully.

Unbearable confusion and fear came over me. To hide his anxiety, he bit her nails all the more.

Her palms were covered in blood.

“······It’s okay. ‘It’ is well hidden in a safe place······.”

No matter how great you are, you wouldn’t know that.

I tried to comfort myself and conceived of my next plan. If you want to find a way out here, start with that woman—

At that time, the sound of knocking awakened my spirit.

Smart─

“!”

Clavia hastily erased the traces of her blood. She

She then cleared her throat, she said.

“Come in.”

“Yes!”

The one who entered was Blefer, the commander of the Holy Knights, whom she knew well.

He handed over a document with a very sorry face.

“Daesaegyo-nim. This is the order of the Great War.”

“… Daeshinjeon? What happened there? What is the agenda?”

“That’s… You’ll understand when you read it.”

It was a hesitant attitude for some reason.

Clavia, feeling a little uneasy, stretched out her hand.

Her eyes twitched when she saw the writing.

“What is this?”

If you cut out the long introduction and rhetoric, the core was concise.

─You are under suspicion for the dead man’s uprising, so make your appearance at the Great War.

“It looks like they misunderstood something. There’s no way a faithful person like Archbishop Clavia would do that.”

“·······.”

Ignoring Blefer’s words, Clavia trembled as she held her writing.

It was an agenda that was handled at a middle meeting attended by high-ranking ministers as well as the two ambassadors except himself.

It is said that there is no way to get out.

“I think you should go.”

“I understand.”

Clavia gave him a false smile as he expressed her concern.

The mask he had worn for a long time was that thorough.

However, the inside was festering.

“Is this also the woman’s work…”

There was a high probability of that.

But it’s already been a while since the incident happened. When the hell did you use your hands?

“Yes?”

“It’s nothing. Let’s go.”

But at times like this, you have to be calm.

Clavia made up her mind and left her room.

***

The inner core of the Astar Religion, the Great War.

I was standing on the podium in the majestic Great Hall. Contact the ambassadors and ask Nel and Lucia for work.

The plan seemed to go smoothly.

“Sudden proof ceremony! It’s been a while since it was held.”

“Do you know what all this is about?”

Amidst the huge colonnades, which are twice as large as the temples in the capital city, silently supporting their roofs.

A murmur of anguish touched my ears.

“These days, I don’t have a good day.”

“That’s right.”

At both ends of the hall, believers who had requested to observe were lined up and seated.

Perhaps because the matter was a matter, the center was quiet thanks to their very orderly manner.

There was a silver altar in the center, and some orb was placed on top of it.

It was a scene similar to the other day.

“Quiet.”

However, each other’s positions were reversed.

As I muttered lowly, the noise in the hall suddenly subsided.

Eventually, in the seat of consciousness that became calm, I looked at the ‘proof’.

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It was the Archbishop Clavia.

“·······.”

Her complexion was emotionless like that of a doll.

Her seated Netach and Sariel looked down at her with her mysterious eyes.

I looked at the air current and opened my mouth.

“In the name of the believer, the bride, and the Holy Spirit.”

In my knowledge, the leader of the Saints Church was a person inseparable from the Dark Saints Church.

I told the Nells about the candidate location that I guessed by gathering old memories and current information, so I’ll leave it to them.

I had to faithfully fulfill my role.

“It marks the beginning of a true, holy, and solemn ceremony.”

Proclamation of ‘Proof Ritual’ vomited in a cold tone.

Actually, it wasn’t a planned line.

I just put together words that came to mind and spit them out spontaneously.

As if it had worked, Clavia’s expression collapsed.

Obvious humiliation and quartering were seen.

“What is this?”

She struggled to raise the corners of her mouth, and she freaked out.

I have always been calm.

“Didn’t you hear? It’s a proof ceremony.”

“······Proof ceremony.”

“I’ve been there before. Of course, I’m not the prover this time.”

I looked at her narrowed eyes with her pouty gaze.

“It’s you, Clavia.”

“······· Ha.”

Clavia frowned and insisted.

“Who would do such a thing on their own. The proof ceremony is held with the voluntarism of the prover and the approval of the Great Bridge. This is against the divine law.”

“I got the permission of the Grand Master. ‘For two people’.”

“···!”

“And if there is a reasonable reason and the permission of the two ambassadors, the consent of the person concerned is unnecessary.”

Her head jerked.

The two ambassadors did not avert their eyes. I bit her clavier with her head down.

“······Those.”

That resentment was so small that only I could hear it.

Her mask was shaking as if she was quite angry. I said.

“There are a lot of people.”

“…So.”

“No time to waste. Let’s start right away.”

Despite the gentle urging, Clavia did not move as if nailed to it.

My voice got lower.

“Hold the orb.”

“·······.”

“Now.”

She’s looking at me like she’s going to kill me with her lips pressed together. I didn’t dodge, and a brief confrontation unfolded.

The first one to dodge was Clavia.

She clenched her fists and stretched out her hand to catch her orb.

“Are we finally starting…”

“Shh. Be quiet.”

The salivation of the nervous believers resounded.

The moment the prover holds the ‘orb of truth’, the ceremony formally begins.

It was the opening of a battle to determine the truth and divide right and wrong.

It is better to be cautious about the first question.

But since I had nothing to hold back,

“Do you believe in catastrophe?”

I threw the main topic right away.

The bewildered followers finally trembled, and Targal and Blefer also opened their eyes wide.

The meaning of the disaster in this religion was enormous.

“Clavia.”

Clavia remained silent while holding her orb.

She would have no choice but to feel driven to the edge of a precipice.

The Orb of Truth is a divine object beyond a sacred object.

It is said that the performance itself is very limited, but that is why it is more difficult to escape.

“Answer me.”

“·······.”

A simple word, ‘no’.

How will people see you as someone who can’t say a single word that even a kid can say?

After a long silence, Targal raised his voice.

“Ambassador Clavia! What are you doing without answering quickly!”

Clavia’s eyes turned slightly.

Blepper, standing upright next to Targal, also helped.

“Sir, please answer quickly so that everyone can accept your innocence.”

There was faith in his voice.

Thanks to her diligence in wearing her mask, Clavia earned his trust.

So, Blepper did not know that the Holy Knights were mobilized.

Then what should we do?

I watched Clavia with interest.

“······· Haa.”

Moving her gaze back to her orb, she quietly closed her eyes.

Then, as if contemplating something on her, she caught her breath. Are you thinking of a way to escape?

My calculations went wrong.

It was because Clavia, who suddenly opened her eyes, shouted out firmly.

“Yes. I believe.”

“······!”

Positive, not negative or excuse.

The orb is painted gold, which means ‘truth’.

A different level of astonishment swept through the hall at the unexpected event.

To believe that the Archbishop, like no one else, believes in disaster as the apex of the Religion.

Of course I didn’t blink an eye.

“I see.”

Because it’s natural.

After Joo-ok, he continued to ask additional questions.

“You are not human.”

“Yes.”

“Know how to deal with the dead.”

“Yes.”

“This uprising of the dead is also your fault.”

“That’s right. I put a lot of effort into it, but it’s a pity.”

There was no longer any mask on her face.

It seems that everything has been put down.

Everything that Kyoguk has built up.

Everyone was speechless as if the perplexity had crossed a critical point. In the meantime, our conversation continued silently.

“You founded a secret society to help disaster.”

“Yes. The limits are clear when you move alone.”

“The name of that secret society is the Society of the Dark Saints.”

“Yes. I remember having a hard time coming up with a name.”

Clavia covered her cheek as if a memory of Asrai came to mind.

Facing the heinous behavior, I spat out the last words.

“You are the head of the congregation.”

“·······.”

A suffocating silence filled the hall for a moment.

Fluctuating pupils of frozen followers.

Clavia’s fishy lips destroyed the trust of her citizens who had always praised her.

“Yes. I am the worst offender on the continent who has claimed hundreds of thousands of lives over the years.”

There was no guilt in the cold ridicule. Now everyone understands and accepts the situation.

In place of the astonishment, hatred and contempt arose.

“─You devilish b*tch!”

All sorts of accusations poured out starting with the cry of a believer.

“Why are you smiling so confidently!”

“Even if I pluck out these two eyes, it won’t hurt—”

“Burn that witch right now!”

It was a primary criticism that wasn’t strange even with trauma.

The feeling of betrayal must be enormous for them.

It is not possible that Hoiju had infiltrated the deepest part of the kingdom.

Clavia, who had been quietly enduring the blade of contempt, burst into a frenzy.

“—Ahahahahaha!”

Anyone could see that Jagtae was laughing maniacally as he grabbed her face.

Citizens were taken aback by the frenzied behavior.

As if even that reaction was funny, the entire body of the Saints’ Church, which had been holding its stomach and groaning, was twisted grotesquely.

─────!

His face collapsed and his joints collapsed.

There was no trace of flesh on the exposed bones, as if they had been melted by contact with lava.

“Kyaaagh!”

“What is that monster!”

Horrible shapes and ominous currents.

People winced and screamed.

On the other hand, I nodded at the shape as expected.

“······Wrong specter, ‘Elder Lich.'”

That is the true identity of Saint Congregationalism.

In the future, he was also called the Lord of Bone.

Eventually, after the transformation, the lich vomited a groaning noise that seemed to have twisted the mouth of the hungry ghost.

【Yes… I follow disaster!】

A shiver shimmered between the sunken pupils.

A disturbing atmosphere enveloped the hall.

【Because only he is the truth! Stupidity and correctness. All of that will be reconstructed by him!]

“······!”

【I will kill all of you! You will forever regret not serving Him in hell!]

I felt like I couldn’t control myself as my suppressed emotions exploded.

Clavia, who poured out even more hatred, turned around at me.

[First of all, you! I won’t let you live, who ruined everything!]

“…So.”

Is it like this too?

I summoned my magical powers as if they were about to attack at any moment.

The elder lich, the ultimate of the dead, is a formidable enemy in itself, but the scariest thing is its immortality.

【I’ll kill you and start over!】

Of course, I prepared for it, but looking at the flow, I didn’t know that it might take a little longer.

There was no problem.

It would be an emergency if I was alone, but that’s not the case.

This is Kyoguk’s home ground, do you need to fight alone?

With a strong heart, I prepared to pass the time.

Within Richie’s hand, takgi is young,

“Such a monster…!”

It was an immediate moment when Targal drew his sword and Bleper gnashed his teeth.

The door to the hall opened and footsteps rushed in.

“Quillière!”

First of all, a proud voice called me.

When I turned my gaze, I saw red hair that swayed especially vigorously.

Cried Nell with a smile.

“I brought what you said!”

She held up an object with both her hands.

A strange thing like a red bowl.

The attention of the audience was focused, and I smiled slightly after checking the equipment.

【·······!】

On the other hand, Clavia froze in astonishment.