: Leviathan (1)
"Be filthy far away."
A man with an impressive 5 to 5 part murmured in an annoying voice. The droopy eyes matched the current figure very well.
"Hold on a little bit. Isn't this all for our Goddess?
Conversely, a middle-aged man with his hair neatly tucked back gave him encouragement.
They were Airak and Philos, the holy executioners of the Pyro Church, who were dispatched at the request of the Apton branch.
A man with a 5 to 5 part, Airak, lay down on his horse.
"How far ahead do we have to go?"
"Let's see."
Philos opened the map by hand.
Originally, there should have been an attendant, but this time the dispatch was secret, so the two were going separately.
Philos narrowed his eyes and looked at the map as far away as possible.
Seeing that, Airak asked with a voice that seemed ridiculous.
"Are you even presbyopia?"
"Aren't you at that age?"
"What is the Holy Executioner ."
Iraq shook his head and looked up at the sky.
At that time, Philos, who had roughly found his current location, said in an excited voice.
Five! I'll be here in two days.
Damn it. It's still two days."
"Rather than that, get a proof plate and get ready. It's a border."
The Great Church of the Pyro Church was based in the Kingdom of Sinsilly. So we had to cross the border to get to Apton.
"Las, that little bastard. He didn't do it right, so why do I have to suffer like this?
"Why are you talking to Las again?"
"If he took care of himself, would we be doing this on the street right now?"
"Not on the side of the road, but on the horse."
"Don't play with words! It's not even fun."
"Anyway, Lars that guy. Still, you posted something."
What happened at Heis was immediately reported.
There, Lars rescued the 'Apostle of the Goddess' who had been kidnapped by the chimera creator, and completely wiped out the rest.
huh. It could have been any of us."
"You are too strict with Lars."
"You can be a little strict. Because that little guy still has a lot to learn. Just this time, look. You can't do anything alone."
"I remember the days when you were a freshman."
Seeing Philos smiling and talking, Airak coughed for nothing.
"When the hell is that?"
"Does it feel like yesterday to me?"
That's Okay!
Iraq cried out and turned around with his back to Philos.
It was Philos who thought he could lie down on a hard, curved horse.
That was then.
"Who are you?"
Philos' face, which had been saddened, turned sharp.
Airak also had his hand on the handle of the sword when he woke up.
That much, the prayer felt from the duo standing in front of them was unusual.
Philos asked the two of them again, pressing the robe hoods deeply.
"Who are you?"
"Unfortunately, there is no identity to tell."
It was a beautiful high-tone voice.
Not a woman though. It was a man's voice.
At that moment, the other mumbled annoyed.
"The boss is really . Does it make sense to put us in just to earn time?"
what?
"I didn't tell you, so don't worry."
"Is that crazy?"
Iraq frowned and got off his horse.
Philos sighed and followed along.
They each drew their swords and aimed them at the unknown enemies.
"I don't know what they are doing, but it seems we are the target."
"Did you know who we are and get in the way?"
A strong divinity began to flow from Airak's body.
Then, the gentleman answered, drawing an arc on his lips that looked under the hood.
"Aren't you the divine executors of the Pyro goddess?"
" you, what are you?"
"Are you saying they came to stop you for a while?"
annoying. It's really annoying because of the captain!
"Can you do that in front of the horse captain?"
"Are you going to do it?"
At the other's murmuring, the silent man grinned and looked at the two holy executioners again.
Then he pulled the sword out of his arms. It was a thin rapier.
The other was an ordinary sword.
"Iraq. These guys are talented."
"I have eyes too."
"From the start, we go with power. I don't have much time."
Two divine lights erupted.
The two paladins who had become 'sword of judgment' flew towards the robes.
Divinity began to flow from the bodies of the Robes.
"I wanted to compete with you at least once."
The moment Airak and Philos opened their eyes, the four swords collided, creating a violent storm of light.
* * *
At that time, a man was looking at the quiet city from a tall building.
"It must have collided."
It was Sable.
He thought of the men who would be blocking the Holy Executors by now.
They are members of the Seven Knights, the highest power in the Zenith Church. In other words, he was a powerful person on an equal footing with the Holy Executioner.
'It's enough to take a day off.'
He thought of the Marquis Bell, who was still asleep.
I remember the first time I met him.
"It was a lot of fun, Marquis."
But now it's over.
The Marquis slowly began to doubt himself.
From what I've been watching over the years, the Marquis will quietly and tenaciously seek to reveal his secrets from the moment of doubt.
He was one of the few people Sable recognized.
If he made up his mind to do it, it was clear that even himself would be exposed in an instant.
So I had to finish it while there was still a little bit of faith left.
"If the demons resurrect, we will not be able to stop them."
Beiryl was worried, but he left Apton.
The feet of the two holy executors who came here were also tied up.
Another Holy Executioner in Apton was also talented, but he wasn't enough to deal with demons alone.
The Archbishop is too old.
And the apostles and saints of the newly appeared goddess.
'The flow flows for us.'
I didn't know that the Pyro goddess' apostle would appear.
It was proof that she was cornered, but it wasn't good news for Zenith.
But I came all the way here.
Sable pulled out his sword halfway.
The moment the demons wake up, there will be a great commotion in Apton. It wasn't difficult to assassinate the goddess's apostle if he was aiming for that gap.
Sable looked at his own face reflected in the blade.
A familiar boy's face gleamed above him.
'Jamie Welton.'
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