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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 503

[503[Tuesday] Violence with a reason

Even though we defeated the Demon King's army, we couldn't let go of the tension. We happened to win easily, but everyone knew that this was just a sign of the beginning of the journey ahead..

A large-scale movement of nearly 20,000 people, both military and civilian, is required. At this moment, our enemy was not the devil's army, but speed and time..

"The judgment of the surviving apostates begins.."

Although it may be impossible to move without a rumor, we could at least make sure that what happened here reached the ears of the Demon King's army late, so we searched the area to find the remnants of the fleeing soldiers, and at the same time, gathered those who surrendered or were captured alive and presented them to the Heresy Judges. I left it to you.

The meaning of heresy judges stepping forward in this world where neither the Geneva Convention nor the Miranda Principles exist is clear. Most of the Demon King's army, except for the puppet master and other executives who need to be suspended in order to obtain information from inside the Demon King's army, will die en masse here..

It was natural. Even if he dies, an evil spirit is an evil spirit..

As can be seen from the creation of the monster that the Demon King's army calls the Erosion Body, the influence of evil spirits is by no means something to be taken lightly. The saintess was worried from the beginning that such a form might eventually lead to the resurrection of the evil spirit and throw the continent into chaos, so the negative impact of the evil spirit on humanity is not a possibility but a certainty..

To put it bluntly, they are no different from devils. Therefore, there are no human rights for followers of evil spirits anywhere on the continent. The surviving prisoners also have information to extract, so they are giving them a reprieve. A future awaits them when they are publicly executed in major cities..

Of course, due to the nature of the military, there are some who really know nothing and are close to following orders, but from the moment they pointed their weapons at the headquarters of the Demon God Cult, most of those were just excuses, and thanks to this, the Heresy Judges were able to faithfully fulfill their duties without any burden..

There were many demon kings crying and those complaining of injustice... but only a very small number survived. After completing their work, the Heresy Judges forcibly led the surviving prisoners and followed the orders of Saint Deoni..

"From now on, those who can use the sacred method must go to the designated location and light the fire. It's time to move."

It was an order that signaled the start of a night march that was bound to go down in history whether it succeeded or failed. Accordingly, when I also got on the war horse prepared by the saint, I saw a long procession coming from the city in the distance..

The plain between the Demon King's army and the city was by no means small. It was considered impossible to sniper from a distance, so the distance was so far that the saint and other major commanders patrolled on the castle walls without much burden..

Because of that, the procession of people and carriages coming out across the vast plain under the gradually increasing number of torches, magic, and light sources created by holy laws appeared more overwhelming than any considerable army..

"...Please help them.."

No one except the praying saint opened their mouths, but those who had their eyes fixed on the procession continuing in the distance all had stern faces..

The timing wasn't intentional, but thanks to the full moon and the numerous stars that light up the cloudless night sky, the outlines of people are revealed more clearly, as if warning us by clearly showing how many people's lives we hold in our hands. same.

'If you mess up, all these people will die.' Called.

"I can feel their weight once again.."

Those who had remained silent at the words uttered by an unknown heresy judge looked at each other and then burst into laughter. They all had serious expressions, but the reason was so obvious that there was no need to ask..

They just laughed when they realized that everyone was feeling the same way..

That included me..

"Isn’t it the weight of faith and the weight of justice?."

Then, after searching for something that could be reasonably motivating, I said it out loud and people gave me very burdened looks and shook their heads..

"You are truly a warrior. That's literally it.."

"The things I've been with my whole life are just a little heavier, so I'm sure I'll get through it.."

Although it felt a bit exaggerated due to the hero buff, the motivation was successful..

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Recently, a rumor of unknown origin has been circulating in the extremely cluttered Demon Territory..

"Did you hear? They say that Epagasierra is completely empty.."

"Did this guy drink some moonshine made in a corner of his house and wake up passed out for a week? Is there anyone these days who doesn't know that story?."

"Huh, really? I've also heard that it's because of a curse.?"

There is a rumor that a curse has fallen on Lengi Epagasierra, known as the headquarters of the Demonic Religion and an unquenchable port..

However, the other drunkard, who was looking at the confident expression of the drunkard who had been seen for the first time in a long time, just burst out laughing and said one thing..

"I must have passed out for a week, not a week, and then woke up.."

Even though they heard the blasphemous words that a curse had fallen on the religious city, the drunkards in the bar just ignored it and drank their drinks as if it was no big deal..

The drunkard who burst out laughing was correct. It's already been almost 15 days since the rumor spread. They actually began to pay more attention to what ingredients the drunkard, who had appeared for the first time in a while, used to make moonshine..

"No, moonshine is what kind of moonshine! If that's the case, why do I come here?!"

"Uh huh, we should share some of the good stuff. Otherwise I'll ride."

"If you think about it, I don't think it's a very good thing. I didn't lose consciousness for nearly 15 days after drinking that.?"

"Is that what you heard? Drink a lot on your own. Don't just try to sell it."

"Because it’s not like that.!"

The drunkards were making fun of the man who came to the bar with a smile on his face, hoping to become the center of the story with a rumor that had gone out of fashion, without giving him a chance to catch his breath. Her man grumbled and denied it for a long time, but as there was no sign of her getting away, she ended up using the last resort..

"I'll buy you a drink each, so shut up.!"

"I heard it comes from this taste. But did you really not know? Why are you so busy these days??"

"Would it be easy to make a living when the country is in shambles? I was a bit busy trying to fill my mouth.."

"It's a bit weird to rip off a friend's pocket like that, but... I hope that my friend's pocket becomes fat.!"

Even as he said that, the man shook his head as he looked at the drunkards laughing as they received new glasses. Then, as if he wanted to pay for her drinks, he took a seat at her round table and asked with a serious face..

"Please let me know too. What kind of rumor is this??"

"What, you came here without any knowledge.."

You must have been busy. While everyone was thinking about this and exchanging glances to see who would talk, the drunkard who had been talking about Boreum relaxed her neck and confidently opened his mouth first..

"It is time for us to share the results of over a week of brainstorming in this hallowed space of discussion.."

"There was a conclusion?"

"Well, it happened. It's war, it's war."

"...War?"

The drunkards clicked their tongues as they looked at the man with a puzzled expression, as if he really didn't know..

"There used to be a rumor that a huge beam of light fell on the front line against the humans.."

"Ah, that. I saw it myself."

"That must have been so. Anyway, it wasn't an uproar that the Demon King's army was punished because of that. The military must have been so upset that such a rumor was spread while they were already in a state of panic due to the sudden rise of the Demon God Cult.?"

"...So I counterattacked.?"

"yes! I listened to what my guards were saying over my shoulder, and they said that the reason Epagasierra was emptied at Rengi was because they could no longer withstand the onslaught of the Demon King's army, so they abandoned the city and ran away.."

The man said he had been trying to gather his wits for over a week, but he didn't bother to mention the fact that in the end, he was just spinning the most plausible rumors. She seemed like she still had more to gain than to end the conversation..

"Where is there a place to run to? There is a devil's army everywhere.."

"The important thing is that 'the city is empty due to a curse.' People disappeared so quickly that it wouldn't be surprising if a rumor came out. Are there one or two people there? The fact that tens of thousands of people disappeared completely doesn't mean they had to prepare that well, right? furthermore..."

The drunkard, who had quenched his thirst with beer and thought it was a valid argument even though he said it himself, lowered his voice and leaned towards the man who was listening to him..

"...The word is 'flee', but there are also rumors going around that the devil's army surrounding the city has been completely destroyed. There are rumors that they suddenly appeared in another city located in the northwest and moved in large numbers through a gate, and there are also stories that they are advancing toward a place that is clearly blocked by beast people's territory, so there are opinions that they may have joined hands with them.."

Anyway, it was just another conversation that everyone sitting with knew, but it didn't matter because it made the atmosphere livelier that way. In fact, the man also looked very surprised..

"Crazy god, isn't our city dangerous too??"

"danger? why?"

"Our lord is on the side of the Demon King’s army.!"

"Hey, what about the Demon King's Army? That person would even lick the asshole of an evil god in front of the military.?"

The man was startled and looked around at the sound of cursing the lord, who made even the peasants who didn't know difficult words understand what 'opportunist' meant, and the other drunkards laughed at the sight..

"Damn, I heard things I shouldn't have heard. I'm going!"

"What are you going to do already? Have one more drink."

"I was only planning on having one drink! have to work!"

The man who got up from his seat while grumbling hurriedly left the bar, probably in a hurry, and the drunkards who were drinking behind him looked at each other with embarrassed expressions and opened their mouths..

"That guy must be having a really hard time making a living. You work day and night."

"Next time I come, I'll have to buy it for you. What did that friend say he was doing??"

"uh......"

What was it? Hunter? That's me. Did you say he was a porter at the top? Where is the merchant working at this time in our city? I know?

"...It's sick. I don't remember. I'll ask next time I come.."

Even after talking for a while, nothing came to mind, so the drunkards shrugged their shoulders and gave up thinking. They quickly started talking about something else and continued drinking..

"I hope that the demon god will split the head of the damn Birere.!"

It was a statement that would have resulted in immediate death if the guards heard it, but there was no one to stop it. It was obvious that all the guards would be drunk in the barracks anyway..

Since everyone was indifferent to anything other than alcohol, no one noticed the man hurriedly leaving the bar and heading towards a dark alley..

"caw!"

-caw!

A real crow responded to the skillful crow imitation and sat on the man's shoulder. The man stroked the underside of her crow's chin once, then took out a luxurious fountain pen and paper that did not match her outfit from her arms and wrote a short message..

[The public sentiment in the County of Birrear is at its worst. There was also a negative reaction to the Demon King's army's information operations. It is believed that there will be no real resistance..]

"You must convey this to the saint.."

-caw!

The man who carefully tied the paper to the leg of the crow, which responded as if it understood what he was saying, smiled and let the crow fly..