The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years - Chapter 209

Chapter 4: Garbage (1)

Drian, the god of violence and looting.

One of the 12 gods with the same nickname as the evil god.

The followers of him are said to be the most violent among the 12 denominations, and their doctrines contain a lot of content in favor of crime.

In fact, most countries do not accept Drianism, but only Drianism is taking root in the lawless area of the western continent   Arisha .

In addition to that, in the neighborhood where a lot of illegal things happen, there was one Drian Church.

It is the most minor among the 12 Churches, but its violence is the worst.

'Is it fast?'

Jamie clicked his tongue slightly as he saw Drian's divinity emanating from the royal castle.

Drian.

In the past as Diablo Volfir, the opponent he faced the most after Zenith.

Even after tens of thousands of years have passed, that ugly mogol is still vivid in my mind.

- Diablo! After all, the world is the zone of the strong! Only the strong will survive! You are strong, but weak. Why? Because you are alone! Kihahahahaha!

And although he was particularly obsessed with strength among the 12 gods, he was also a god with the power of the lowest rank among the 12 gods, unlike his grandiose name.

The current Drian Church eventually believed and followed Drian, so the nature was similar.

violence and looting.

This is because, after all, it means to bully the weak.

Jamie turned around and said to Jean.

"Is that right?"

Jin quietly looked at Drian's divinity.

He couldn't tell what expression he was making under the mask, but at least he could tell that he was quite disturbed.

Jin, who watched the divinity disappear, finally opened his mouth.

"Nothing changes."

What?

"If I behead the king, even if the Drian Church joins the war, the situation won't change much. And you are the only one who can stop me on this earth."

It is impossible to avoid the assassination of the Sword Master, who wields powerful power under the moonlight, unless even the leader of the Paladin of the Drian Church arrives.

It wasn't wrong.

But Jin was missing the point.

"The king is not the center of this country."

"What do you mean?"

"It is no exaggeration to say that this country has already fallen into the hands of a guy named Helm. If the king is dead, there is someone to replace him with another king."

"Even so, there is such a thing as symbolism. No matter how ruined... ."

"Did Count Fatal tell you something like that?"

When I mentioned Neo Fatal, Jin kept his mouth shut.

As expected, today's attack by the Liberation Army was planned by Neo.

"He came up to me. They asked me to help them."

"Neo ."

"What? Will you hold hands with me, or will you see the end? Choose."

As Jin stood still with a worried look, Jamie, who was angry, shouted.

"Didn't you guys come to save the suffering people of Harmonia?"

" ."

freedom? dog sound! In the end, you guys are just helping to get a stake in this land! I mean, you just deceived the liberation army with the plausible word of freedom!

"Not that!"

"No. The reason for keeping me in check is that if Seldam's stake in this land comes in, the Frontier will not be able to exercise full influence. is not it?

"We are not an organization that just sticks to that ."

"Okay then."

Jamie said with a smile on her face when she was angry.

"Is it okay if I hold your hand?"

" this child."

"Think about the next day. Right now, the priority is to clean up this rotten country, right? Don't forget your priorities, Sword Master.

"Damn you."

Jin had no choice but to admit that he was involved.

* * *

The king of Cyprus, drunken and drugged, was lying on a luxurious sofa, lying on his back.

There was a man who looked down at the king right in front of him.

It was a really blasphemous look, but no one pointed it out.

The man asked Marquis Helm, the man who slowly turned the wine glass by the window.

"You are calling us already. Isn't it too soon?

"Things are getting boring."

Marquis Helm clicked his tongue as he watched the sight flashing out the window. Reportedly, seven liberation forces broke into the capital.

Two of them have been captured, but the whereabouts of five are unknown.

The damage here was already considerable as it included some great talents.

"It's really nonsense. Sick things."

Marquis Helm felt very pitiful for Harmonia's forces that couldn't even catch seven rats properly.

there was no way it could be done.

Apart from being pathetic, it was the Marquis of Helm who was the one who made it.

"I made them all so sick. Did you mean to make it a little less incompetent?"

The soldiers were highly likely to be a hindrance in the upcoming event, so all the competent generals were purged.

Although the reason was speculative, it was not difficult because the king was already out of his mind, and the real power was held by the Marquis Helm.

Although there was a big backlash, it was politically suppressed because it was only about the king's knight Kirill.

In fact, Cyril could have been able to cause a blood affair, but he didn't have that kind of personality.

Because, after all, he is a son who is loyal to the king.

"Anyway, it won't be all seven."

"Do you think the guy who killed the king's knight is here?"

"According to eyewitnesses, he said he was on the move. Even though Kirill is one of the strongest sword masters, it is safe to say that he specializes in assassinations, given that he did not use much power."

"It must have had terrible powers."

"If you reach here, the king's neck will surely escape."

It doesn't matter if the king dies, but work will be a bit tiring instead.

Helm didn't even like that, so he was going to try to save the king somehow.

Anyone can build a puppet, but a broken doll is hard to find.

He saw King Cyprus sleeping, snoring loudly.

"It's a really nice broken doll."

"It's ugly enough."

"I never thought it would be so easy to 'plunder' a country."

"Like plundering that body?"

"Huh. Well, yes."

The corners of Helm's lips rose.

said the man

"The ambassador. Tell me about your future plans."

Helm, who was called the High Priest, wiped his face. Then the skin slid down, revealing the face hidden inside.

An impressive face with snake-like eyes, a prominent clown, and a pointed chin.

Helm himself was one of the only two high priests of the Drian Church.

no real name

This is because the priest of the Drian Church abandons his name. Because that side is more prone to violence and looting.

"The plan remains the same."

"But there is still time."

done. This is enough."

Many have already died.

civil war over 5 years ago.

A lot of blood and corpses were piled up in this country.

It is still accumulating.

"The times are changing rapidly. As the system of the 12 gods is collapsing, we must find a way to survive."

Everyone says that it started as a clash between the Pyro and Zenith in Apton.

However, it was only the beginning of an apparent conflict, and the leaders of the entire denomination already knew it.

The 12 gods have already been split into 7 pieces.

And at the split point, they started running to get to the top of each other.

The relatively weak Drian Church needed to be faster than other denominations.

And the Drian Church had to be faster than other denominations in doctrine.

"You can call me an evil spirit. If only I could reach the apex."

"That is the will of our parents."

It would be good to take this opportunity to wipe out the annoying flying bugs.

'Jamie Welton.'

An arrogant little boy who insulted him even though it was fake.

I'm sure he'll make me regret it.

"Tell me to start."

I know.

The man left the king's bedroom.

Oh yeah.

Helm called the man who had just left the door.

Helm said when the man looked back with a brunnian face.

"Jamie Welton's students and secretary are staying in the tower. Kidnap them."

"Didn't Jamie Welton come to help Harmonia?"

"The world couldn't be that easy."

"I will know for once."

Helm held back his twitching lips and looked out the window.

Smoke was rising everywhere.

* * *

"What the hell is going on outside?"

I do not know.

Damn it. Take us too."

"If you stay here, you will be fine."

Hera exhorted Jamie's anxious disciples and looked towards the door.

It was very noisy in the hallway as people kept coming and going.

There were also occasional sounds of the liberation army attacking.

Some said that a colleague had suffered, and some said that he could not forgive them.

The three were in the room as if dead mice.

But for a while.

"Don't you feel like something has calmed down?"

The noisy hallway suddenly became quiet.

Lennon jumped up.

Hera grabbed his wrist.

no.

"You have to check the situation outside."

"Are you going to break the elder's orders?"

" You can break this level."

Lennon, who had shaken off Hera's hand, cautiously approached the door and put his ear to it.

Perhaps it was because of his mood that it was quiet, and there was no sound from outside the door.

Feeling puzzled, I slowly opened the door and looked into the hallway, only sticking my head out.

anybody there.

"No one?"

Anne walked over to Lennon with a face that couldn't be.

Hera stood behind the two of them and checked the surroundings just in case.

Seeing that the hallway was empty, they exited the room.

I walked all the way down the hallway, but I couldn't see anything.

"Are you all up?"

"It's like that. What happened all of a sudden?"

Hmm.

It was time for the three of them to look around, hardening their expressions in the strange atmosphere.

A drop of water fell from the ceiling.

Anne wiped the water droplets off her face with her sleeve.

Suddenly, I looked up, wondering why water was leaking from the ceiling.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

she screamed

Lennon and Hera hurriedly turned to look at her at the sudden scream.

What is it?

"Why?"

"I, there, there !"

Ann shook her head and pointed to the ceiling, and their eyes followed their fingers.

"Wow!"

Lennon sat down in surprise. Hera sighed and covered her mouth with her hand.

Numerous bodies were hung from the ceiling.

He had just died, and his face was still alive.

"This, this, this, what is this ."

I don't know how the corpses were attached to the ceiling instead of hanging from the ceiling, but it was a terrible sight.

To the extent that it is engraved in memory as a serious trauma.

That was the moment.

"Kihehehehehehe!"

With terrifying laughter-

Awesome liquid!

A pounding sound was heard.

Lennon looked to the side.

A large blade was approaching with the force to split his little head.

unavoidable situation.

His eyes grew bigger and bigger.

pooh-

The sound of piercing the skin.

The man with the ugly face holding the sword smiled broadly.

He looked at the long outstretched sword.

"Ugh."

it just fell down.

The black thorns protruding through the stomach and protruding from the back slowly scattered into the air.

[Shadow Secret]

[Shadow Pierce]

Hera stretched out one knee that she had been kneeling on and lifted her hands.

Arcane magic passed down to the Boleno family.

It was a 'shadow magic' that was widely known to boast infinite power only under the shadows.

Lennon rubbed his face and swallowed dry saliva.

"It's not over."

Lennon jumped up at Hera's words.

Anne's legs trembled, but she got up.

It was difficult for them, who were still children, to endure such a terrible situation, but that did not mean they could not sit still.

coming.

From both sides of the hallway, men with swords similar to those of a man who had just died were approaching.

"Stick behind me."

I asked Jamie to take care of the children. So I was thinking of protecting them somehow.

I definitely meant to do that.

"The damn bastards . Anne."

Lennon looked at Anne with her teeth grinding, and Anne nodded with a firm face as to how relaxed her legs were.

Huh. Let's begin.

Hera turned to look at the two of them at Anne's suggestion to start out of nowhere.

Where did the children who had just been trembling go, and the mood of the two changed suddenly.

"Hera. I just thanked you. But from now on... ."

"We will fight our way. So you don't have to protect me.

" Yeah?

Hera could not comprehend the meaning of the words, but in the battle that followed, he was able to sense them.

"Keep passing on the information. Only if you do."

"We can all win."

These were Jamie Welton's pupils.

- Continued on next episode -