The Successor to the Underworld Is a Cheat Player

“Going against it and acting independently will be considered an act of rebellion.”

Going against it meant rebellion, which meant execution.

That’s why others, including other potential successors and gods, followed without a word of complaint.

“A reevaluation of the candidate is urgently needed.”

The candidate who dared to confront such a governor was truly remarkable.

“Ugh.”

Regrettable.

Since all eyes would be on him, slipping away unnoticed was impossible.

Should he give up?

Snick.

If so, it wouldn’t be Sein.

“I need a diversion.”

Sein muttered to himself as Ferio left.

“Derun.”

At his call, Derun, who was guarding outside the door, entered the room.

“You called, Captain.”

“I need to go out of Demorus for a moment.”

Retrieve the Holy Sword.

The reaper would become himself.

“I need to check something.”

Upon Sein’s words, Deren stood straight in front of Sein.

Deren, who had started with the last cycle.

Sein considered him the first bonus of this lifetime.

Hmm.

Sein’s hand on Deren’s chest emitted magic, healing Deren’s body.

“You’ve put in quite an effort.”

Despite not seeing each other, Deren’s magic felt stronger, as if he hadn’t neglected training within the Demorus.

‘Level is in the early 10s.’

But still not at a level to be considered strong within Demorus.

Yet Deren had his own special reason.

“You’ve barely met the minimum requirements.”

Sein Demorus, the successor of the Dark Path, Deren’s first lifetime bonus.

But it was not just a bonus, but a special one.

Swish.

A bonus created by Sein.

As anticipated, the reason Sein awakened to blessings later than other candidates might have been due to containing a huge ancestral blessing.

Thud, thud.

It could have been due to Deren’s existence.

Had it not been for the labyrinth, even that might have awakened late.

Deren.

“Drink.”

He was a human created by Sein.

Sein cut his hand, letting the blood flow, and it dripped onto Deren’s lips.

It was a technique Deren had learned in the researcher’s life, classified as an awakening skill, but perhaps due to the researcher’s life, it had a perfect theory.

To survive in this strange new world, Sein had devised the best method possible.

-Homunculus.

The tiny human in the flask.

A created human.

Transplanted with a part of Sein’s soul.

Squelch.

It could be considered Sein’s bonus.

Moreover, the human born through this technique.

“Do you know what to do?”

Nod.

They could mimic the appearance and abilities of their owner.

Receiving the 3rd Military Badge was a move of the gods.

Thanks to it, Sein clearly obtained Indus, the connection of the Cis, and although the various connections of the Cis might seem insignificant to other successor candidates, they were of certain help to Sein.

For instance, the spy of Demoras.

“No one noticed them leaving, but no one returned.”

He knew the loophole used by those trying to escape from Demoras.

“That doesn’t matter.”

When entering, he would leave as a nobody, but when returning, he would return as Sein of Demoras.

Instead of Sein who had already received the mission, Deren disguised as Sein would leave.

It would be a switch to accomplish the mission.

Thud.

Sein handed over Demoras’ coins.

“It’s fine.”

But the spy refused it.

“It was the Cis who saved me from almost dying. The Cis asked me to think of you as Sein.”

“Your help will be repaid to the Cis instead.”

“That will do.”

Through the loophole, Sein escaped from Demoras.

Silent.

He wasn’t alone.

“I can’t stand this anymore, it’s getting on my nerves.”

Another girl beside Sein.

Cecil, wearing a turned robe, was there.

“I came to assist.”

Sein faced another person.

“Huh, even the royal family wouldn’t act like this.”

Entering and leaving Demoras’ territory at will was no easy feat.

As mentioned, receiving the 3rd Military Badge was a move of the gods.

“Indus.”

Indus, standing there after receiving the mission.

“You may come with me. I have lent identity cards to others.”

No one dared to doubt the 3rd Military.

Even if they did, the network of connections built up over a long time as a military member would make it possible.

“It’s dirty, so let’s move quickly.”

“If you say so, it must be a good thing for us.”

Indus was now even cracking jokes.

“Do you have a plan?”

Indus asked while leaving the territory.

“It would be reckless to jump into the battlefield alone.”

He shared the information he brought from other allies.

“It seems that only those like the Immortal Guard or the Paladins know the exact location and situation of the Holy Sword, not even the Paladin.”

Even if one is not afraid of the battlefield, not knowing where that battlefield is taking place.

The mission will be carried out with utmost secrecy, and upon arriving at the site of a major battle, one never knew if it might be too late.

“I’ve kept an eye on the 5th Legion, who are marching with Lord Jhagarr this time….”

Indus, possessing abilities beyond imagination.

Perhaps it would have been better to go to the Information Division.

“There is a plan.”

Something unnecessary for Sain.

He had already devised all plans while pondering how to escape from Demorus.

“I….”

The destination is Zone 7.

“I am searching for the Paladin.”

The sect that faced destruction due to the Cataclysm had to survive somehow, evading the eyes of the Dark Zone and the New Empire.

Once treated like cockroaches and exterminated, they managed to survive somehow.

“Faith exists everywhere.”

Just like those resilient cockroaches, the sect survived in any way possible.

One of its factions, the Paladin Order, finally bore fruit after years of dedicated effort.

“Angel.”

That is the Paladin.

A heavily armed knight quietly rose to his feet.

Just the weight of his armor alone seemed to easily exceed a hundred kilograms.

Thud! Thud!

Despite his heavy steps, his movements were incredibly light.

A man who had left the barracks.

“Lord Blackgreen.”

Twenty people who had been waiting in front of him bowed their heads.

Paladin, Blackgreen.

The Paladin, crafted with everything the Paladin Order possessed.

The strategic weapon that was said to be able to destroy a kingdom with just one Paladin, that was him.

Blackgreen.

“After Immortal, Demorus has also started to move.”

Faith exists everywhere.

Even in the Dark Zone, known for its absoluteness.

“They say that Jhagarr’s successor is responsible.”

“A greenhorn, huh.”

Greenhorn.

That was the evaluation of Blackgreen’s Jhagarr.

“Isn’t he coming?”

“Given the nature of the Dark Zone, it won’t be easy for him to move.”

“It’s a shame.”

It was sincere.

“But our goal is one.”

Blackgreen’s deep voice spread out.

“To proclaim the resurrection of the sect to the world.”

Hmm.

A huge greatsword hanging behind Blackgreen shone.

“Angel.”

“Angel.”

Those who bowed their heads as if in prayer.

Then, as if sensing something, Blackgreen cautiously raised his head.

Shiver.

Blackgreen’s pupils began to tremble.

“How… can this be.”

He was so surprised that he couldn’t even speak properly.

“What is happening?”

The still inexperienced paladins and priests might not feel it.

But in the eyes of Blackgreen, now a paladin, it was clear.

“You are the Angel!”

The radiant splendor was gradually approaching him.

“Who are these guys!”

The knights shouted belatedly.

“How…?”

The place they were in was protected by a sacred magic circle.

No impure or faithless person could enter, as a special barrier prevented them from even seeing it.

However.

“Stop!”

A young girl and a young man stepped foot in this place.

Blackgreen stopped the knights who tried to block them.

Thud!

Blackgreen knelt on one knee.

“What…?”

The bewildered knights.

“Immediately-!”

Blackgreen shouted at the knights.

“Kneel and show respect-!”

The Paladin’s command was absolute on the battlefield.

“….”

Puzzled, the knights and priests knelt and paid their respects.

Finally, the girl and the young man arrived in front of them.

“So, you are the ones Angel spoke of.”

“…!”

“You are…?”

“I have come upon receiving a revelation.”

In the radiant light, the face was barely visible.

‘How magnificent this divine power must be.’

It was a purity and holiness so high that one could believe in the reincarnation of an angel.

“My name is Ain.”

The young man said.

“I am humbled to have been chosen by the angel.”

“Ah…!”

Blackgrin, overcome with emotion, clasped his hands as if in prayer.

“Angel.”

The young man looking at them.

Ain, no.

Smirk.

Sein smiled kindly at them.

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“A saint…”

“Is that even possible?”

The Paladin Knights of the Pantheon were unable to conceal their confusion at Ain’s arrival.

The sudden appearance of the young man, Ain, who declared himself a saint, took them aback.

Furthermore, the girl who came with him claimed to be a knight of the saint.

“Have you heard anything from the clergy?”

The Paladin Knights were in turmoil at the unbelievable tale.

“It is an honor to meet the child of the Angel.”

Blackgrin seemed to have no doubt about them.

“Thank you for your hard work. These are difficult times. May the Angel watch over you.”

“Oh!”

No one dared to voice an opinion to the delighted Blackgrin.

“Surely…”

Some of the Paladin Knights had their doubts.

“Isn’t she the supposed saint they created?”

A rumor circulating amidst the fallen clergy.

The last Archbishop of Antara created a saint.

The rumor was that such a saint was in Demorus.

If they were the ones.

“…”

It could be Demorus.

“No way. The Pope must have referred to her as a saint.”

“But… isn’t that person a man?”

Not a saint, but a saintess.

That’s why it was even more bewildering.

How could a saint suddenly emerge from somewhere?

“Do not doubt.”

As if Blackgreen’s supernatural hearing had caught everything, he spoke to the knights.

“Do not dare to judge the will of God.”