Grave Keeper of the Fallen Kingdom

“You’re here.”

A legion of Avengers flocking from the west of Bastian.

And the troops of the Holy Kingdom are preparing inside to prepare for their siege.

Aston combined the sacred gem with Raman’s spear and released divine power.

‘With this power… … , possible.’

Originally, it would be impossible to deal with a saint who could defeat even the Great Devil.

However, the power of combining two holy relics is enough to stick together.

“Alfred’s Holy Knights are moving through the southern gate.”

“We should prepare too.”

“The saint will definitely try to attract attention by throwing himself in alone to prevent Avengers members from getting hurt like before. “We just have to aim for that.”

“The saint has immortal armor. You must never attack. “Focus on the seal.”

“All right. His Holiness.”

Divine power flickering like a haze in Aston’s quietly shining eyes.

‘We must stop it.’

As soon as he was inaugurated as Pope, an enemy appeared that threatened the existence of the Holy Kingdom.

It was the same when he was a cardinal, but the most important thing was the lives of citizens.

‘Now I have to take responsibility for them. Even if it means sacrificing my life.’

He may receive the disgrace of being the Pope who ruined the Holy Kingdom, or he may go down in history as the most incompetent Pope of all time.

But Aston only thought about saving the citizens of the Holy Kingdom.

The grace of God I received as a child.

It was the divine power and the messenger of God that raised him up as he fell helplessly at the threshold of death.

‘God cares about his believers. Therefore, I must also value their lives more than anything else.’

Starting from the grace of that day, Aston blindly believed in God and came to where he is today.

Now is the time to repay God’s grace.

Kwaaa!!!

The gate burst open.

With two golden bombardments, the sacred magic circle spread by dozens of priests was shattered, and the solid gate was reduced to tatters in an instant.

“Everyone ready!”

As Heron shouted, the sacred magic circle drawn on the floor began to emit light.

At the same time, the saint who flew over the castle wall comes into their line of sight.

“Alcohol!”

Two sacred ropes, one from the floor and the other from the outer wall of the building, came out and wrapped around the saint’s arms and legs, dragging him away.

“what! “Let go of this!!”

“You must never attack!”

Osilia shouted.

Although the outside world does not know it, the saint possesses one of the three holy relics called Samsingi.

Raman’s Spear, Holy Jewel, Immortal Goddess.

In the past, one of the reasons why the saint was sealed instead of dying was because of the immortal armor.

The wearer of the Immortal God Armor deals damage to the opponent equal to the damage received and simultaneously recovers his body in real time.

A relic with tremendous power that becomes more dangerous the more it attacks.

Even if it is sealed, it cannot be stolen. This is because the immortal armor can only be worn when the wearer dies.

If a person with extra-standard divine power, such as a saint, were to possess the divine armor, he would become a monster that would be truly difficult to kill, so even the Pope of the Holy Kingdom in the past had no choice but to seal it.

‘However, the defense power of the immortal armor itself is not that high. If you bet on my death, there is a good chance of winning.’

Aston gathered as much divine power as he could into Raman’s spear.

I was planning on risking death.

If only I could protect the castle, I would at least risk my life.

“this… , I! On a rope like this… … . “I think I’ll get hit again!!”

A golden radiance rising from the saint’s entire body.

When the pillar of light reaches the sky, the sky opens in an instant and a huge rain of blades pours down from it.

Suddenly!!

The blade cut away the sealing ropes that bound him.

Aston hurriedly tried to attack, but it only grazed the saint’s side.

Paaang!

The shock wave that came from the recoil.

In front of Aston, Osilia, who blocks it with her sacred shield, is thrown into the wall.

“Ugh… !”

“Osilia!”

“I am… are you okay.”

She stands up shakily with blood bleeding from the corner of her mouth.

Although it didn’t use all its power and didn’t hit the target properly, its power was still enormous.

As Osilia stumbled, the saint also felt pain as if his side had been burned by fire.

“It hurts!”

“Everyone prepare for the next sacred magic circle!”

The cardinals urgently poured out their divine power.

However, the saint’s eyes were solely focused on the Pope.

It wasn’t even hit properly, but if the pain was this much, it would have been quite dangerous if he had hit the right target just now.

“I’ll kill you first-.”

At that time, the screams of his subordinates were heard from behind him.

When I quickly turned my head, I saw flames shooting out near the main base where Clark was.

Wide-open eyes and restless head.

The Pope and cardinals catch him as he turns away from unleashing his divine power.

“Holy magic!”

The saint, once again caught by the angry ropes rushing at him from all directions, pours out his frustration and unleashes his divine power.

At the same time, Alfred’s Holy Knights turned their heads at the signal fired into the sky and fell back.

“Move! “Get out of the way!!”

The saint, who was so angry that he eventually burst into tears, throws away all the ropes, climbs over the castle wall, and returns to the main camp.

Alfred, holding the spear and swinging the ‘Inferno’ used by Rem, the former cardinal and leader of the Holy Knights, laughs when he sees the flying saint.

“The operation worked. “Return!”

Dust rose from the rough footsteps of the horses, and Alfred’s Holy Knights suddenly disappeared.

‘I can’t believe it was true… … .’

Alfred felt a subtle emotion as he saw the saint crying as if he was returning to his parents’ arms.

His childlike appearance is different from his immense strength.

He didn’t feel very good because he felt like he had taken advantage of the child’s feelings.

Alfred’s Holy Knights, who had widened the distance as much as possible, stood at the edge of the saint’s field of vision, ready to pounce at any time.

Just as the saint threatened to attack their companions again if they entered Bastian.

Quaaa!!

Suddenly, a golden pillar shot up into the sky from the saint.

A huge curtain came down between the pure white clouds that covered the sky, covering the Avengers army.

‘Are you trying to protect it?’

He looked like a child who was scared that his family would get hurt.

That’s how it looked in Alfred’s eyes.

‘I’ll be back soon.’

As he thought, when the curtain cleared, the Avengers army that had completed preparations for a retreat inside turned and began to move.

The saint standing behind them looked like he was guarding them in case the soldiers of the Holy Kingdom came after them.

“I’m going back.”

In any case, the operation was a success.

Meanwhile, within the returning Avengers corps, a saint approached Clark, who was breathing heavily.

“Clark, are you okay?”

“it’s okay. “Saint.”

He was originally not in good health, but his condition worsened amid the inferno fire.

Although he tried not to show it, the natural phenomenon that appeared on his face was not something he could control.

“It’s different than when it was in Ethium. “I think it’s premature to hit Bastian.”

“Because I am weak… … , Sorry. Clark.”

“no. Saint. Those words… “Do it.”

Clark, who was caressing the cheek of the crying saint, was lost in thought.

‘Instead of being a help, we are a burden. It might have been easier if the saint had attacked Bastian alone.’

That’s what he thought, but Clark didn’t say it out loud.

The saint is pathologically afraid of going to Bastian alone.

This was due to the trauma of being caught under heavy fire by priests in the past.

So I went with my colleagues, but that ended up giving up a weakness to the enemies.

“we… I will try harder. “Saint.”

“Yes, I understand. Clark, go get some rest. I don’t have to go to Bastian! “I just want to live in the Positirium with Clark.”

“ha ha ha… … . “It would be nice though.”

Clark also wanted to do that.

It’s just a problem because realistically it’s difficult.

* * *

“You want me to trust a fool like that? Are you out of your mind? Marita?”

A man with red hair and black armor gritted his teeth and poured out his anger.

“Quiet. Lazy. “Because my head hurts too.”

“How can an idiot who goes around panting when his subordinates get hurt bring down the Holy Kingdom?”

He kept swearing.

“Who is it that was so embarrassed that I couldn’t beat that idiot?”

“shut up! “If I was sincere, I would win.”

“You just shut up. “If you mess up your work because of your dirty temper, take care of it.”

“Everything is already broken, so what are you asking me to do? “Can’t you see they’re locked in the Positirium and not planning to come out?”

“If you know, you can pull it out. “You idiot, you only know how to get angry.”

She launched a black sphere.

An elderly man wearing glasses is faintly reflected in the sphere.

And the saint next to him looking at him with concern.

Marita grins at the two.

“The saint follows this old man almost like a father. If my father disappears, will there be a lot of chaos? is not it?”

“… … under! ha ha ha!! “Let’s lure the saint out with that guy?”

“okay. The idiots on the continent seem to think that our Black Saint released the Saint without realizing it, but the Saint was the one to be used in the first place, right?”

“I don’t like that. All you have to do is kill all the saints and saints and proceed with the plan. Tsk.”

“And you don’t know that Rust is dead?”

“That’s because he’s weak.”

Marita shook her head.

“Now, Black Star’s plans are going awry one after another. “If this operation goes awry, the leader might try to kill us.”

“… … “That won’t work.”

Reiji, who used to get angry and not listen well, became obedient when he was mentioned as leader.

“Even though the old man is wary of us, the saint is grateful that we freed him. “We just need to take advantage of that goodwill.”

“Are you going to see the saint again?”

“That’s right. “I need to make some plans first.”

* * *

The secret abode of Arjen, the western continent.

“Are you here?”

The knight of Arjen welcomes Ren and his party and guides them.

“This is where most of the information from the western continent is integrated, organized, and sent back home.”

“Ren, is this your first time here?”

“yes. sister.”

“It’s my first time to the west, too. “There are so many monsters here?”

“It’s less so than in the north, but the problem is that the monsters here are imbued with demonic energy.”

The western continent was once called the land of the devil.

The demonic energy that had not completely disappeared until now was slowly coloring the west.

“What is the current status?”

“The Avengers of Positirium attacked Bastian of the Holy Kingdom and then retreated.”

“What was the saint’s power?”

“Based on our research, it appears to be at least master level, and above that.”

“Does that mean he is on par with the first sword lord of the empire?”

“yes. Maybe even above that. “We don’t have a proper understanding of our power yet.”

Len and Blair’s expressions hardened.

Although he wasn’t as good as his father, if his skills were on par with the Empire’s first sword lord, he was a difficult opponent to defeat with their power.

“But Seongguk stopped Seongja?”

“It is said that the Pope used Raman’s Spear and the Sacred Jewel together to momentarily show equal strength.”

“Two holy relics?”

Ren asked in surprise.

I know because I have used it myself. How difficult it is to use Raman’s Spear and the Sacred Jewel at the same time.

‘Have I been recognized by God?’

I thought he would become stronger because he became the Pope, but I never thought he could already handle two holy relics.

“yes. Anyway, it’s impossible to attack the capital of a holy country, right? “There are two holy relics.”

Arhan, who had previously seen Ren’s miracle of defeating a demon using two holy relics, seemed impossible to wipe out the Holy Kingdom alone, no matter how strong the saint was.

“And there’s this guy here too. “Ren will deal with the saint.”

“Arhaan, are you planning to leave all the missions to Ren?”

“The idea is to do it efficiently. efficiently. What’s bothering me? Honestly, even with your skills, you can’t beat a saint, right?”

“… … It’s our job to measure your skills. It is a violation of duty to be scared and not attack. Arhaan.”

“That’s right, I’m going to make a fuss about it again. Let’s just leave it to Assari Ren. right? wren?”

“That’s not possible. older brother.”

“why!”

“I will have to push the fight against the saint to the end, but even if we do fight, there is at least a chance of victory if the three of us fight together.”

“Tsk, you’re not confident either?”

“That’s not true, but I wasn’t the only one given the mission, right? And the executives of Black Star will also be here. “You shouldn’t focus too much on saints.”

“Ren is right. “It is believed that Heukseong and Avenger are attempting to make secret contact.”

“Tsk.”

He clucks his tongue, having a feeling that Arhaan will become a nuisance.

“Damn you. Okay, do whatever you want. So what should we do?”

“First, let’s gather information and come up with a strategy. “Brother, don’t think about going somewhere to rest, just sit here.”

“… … “Why do you keep bothering me if you’re going to do as you please?”

“When did I get my way?”

“when? everyday! “Didn’t everything just follow your opinion while you were here?”

“Because my opinion was the most appropriate. “If my brother’s opinion was good, I would have followed his opinion.”

Arhaan frowned and closed his mouth as it seemed like the same situation was repeating itself.

If I say more here, it’s because I’ve already realized several times on the way here that I can’t win by arguing.

‘This guy is worse than Brother Lian.’

At least Rian didn’t bother him that much.

But Ren kept trying to beat Arhaan. So I was annoyed.

But if you refute it with words, you can’t win, and you can’t win with force.

In the end, Arhaan was dragged around by Ren like that.

“sun! sun! A.C.”

In the end, Arhaan gave up on everything and sat down on the chair.

Blair, who was looking at him curiously, also sat next to him.

Ren nodded and picked up the document as if he knew that.

“Then shall we begin the meeting?”