I Became a Retired Warrior Who Suffered NTR in the Novel

63 – Execution

“How dare you… Give a different race the title of saint!! You all will fall into Hell!!”

As Priest Joseph, awaiting execution, shouted, many people gathered at the execution ground began to murmur,

He took advantage of this and started shouting in a louder voice.

“There is only one saintess, Emilia, who is currently residing in the Great Temple!! She is the only messenger sent by the Goddess and the saintess who will lead us into the arms of the Goddess!!”

Priest Joseph shouted and shouted loudly, and the atmosphere around the execution site became agitated, and the people slowly began to become agitated.

“Look at that hero you call Hope!! Aren’t you with the Dark Elves, the servants of the Demon King!? Doesn’t your king know that the one next to him has already become a follower of the demon king!!?”

Priest Joseph pointed his hand at the terrace of the palace where the execution site was clearly visible, and all eyes turned to me, Kir, and Edwin standing on the terrace.

“Poor heretics!! Even now, repent to our goddess!! Then the saintess will save you and lead you to her heaven!!”

I looked at Edwin, who was standing next to me, worried that the atmosphere was going badly.

Unlike me, who looked at me with a worried face, Edwin’s face was plain as if nothing had happened.

“Wouldn’t it be better to proceed with the execution quickly?”

“Don’t worry. Carlos.”

“What?”

The atmosphere at the execution site seems a bit odd…

Finally, some people picking up stones or fruits seemed to indicate an impending urgency.

“They are like dirty servants of the Great Temple!!”

“How dare you call His Majesty the King a follower of the Demon King!?”

“Die!! How dare you say, Our Majesty!!”

The stones and rotten fruits that people were carrying went straight to Priest Joseph and the heretic inquisitors.

People were swearing at it and threw it wherever they could get their hands on it.

Edwin, who saw this, was smiling with a satisfied face…

“How my father built the kingdom…”

I forgot what kind of place this place was because I was worried about the priest Joseph and the crowd.

The current Edwin is doing well, but Edwin’s father, the former king who ruled the kingdom before this, is still the most respected king by people,

He is the one who made the current kingdom of Argen, small but strong and affluent without poverty, and is even called the God King, who is equal to God by the people.

But now, on the scaffold, the priest Joseph did an act of insulting Edwin, the son of that god.

People’s anger reached its climax, and even if the soldiers blocked it, everyone threw stones at them.

Some Heretic Inquisitors were hit with stones and even shed blood or collapsed.

As the situation became increasingly serious, the executioner hurriedly carried out the execution,

Starting with Priest Joseph, the heretic inquisitors were beheaded and the execution ended like this.

Through this, the Kingdom of Argen was tantamount to declaring a complete separation from the Great War,

Edwin’s face, including mine, did not show any regret at all.

On the contrary, I felt relieved at the thought that I was completely done with Emilia.

*****

Meanwhile, upon hearing the news of the execution in the Kingdom of Argen, the Great War saw this situation as a serious matter to the extent that an emergency meeting was held.

In the past, it would have been unimaginable that a single kingdom would do something like this…

Things were different now.

It was because the kingdom of Argen executed all the Heretic Inquisitors, and all the kingdoms in the northern part of the continent were gathering their strength in support of the kingdom of Argen’s actions.

With him, all the countries in the northern part of the continent decided to no longer allow religious activities in the Great Temple.

An official letter was being sent to evacuate all existing temples and priests.

“Priestess Radbod, due to the prohibition of religious activities in a country in the northern part of the continent, future donation income has been cut in half! If we keep going like this, it may be difficult to operate the Daishinjeon any longer!”

Instead, on the highest seat in the former chapel sat Saint Emilia, who had recently reduced her outside activities and confined herself to her room.

Right below that, in the seat in charge of the saintess’s duties, High Priest Radbod was sitting.

And from then on, priests in charge of their respective duties on both sides were discussing problems and demanding solutions,

There didn’t seem to be any particular solution to the high priest’s rad board.

In the past, the solution was to either economically blockade the country that was doing this, or gather an army and attack at the order of the saint.

Now, in the situation where the entire northern part of the continent was united, none of the methods worked.

“We must gather our troops again!! We must not let the kingdom of Argen fall into the hands of heretics!!”

The Holy Knight Commander, who leads the troops in and out of the Great Shrine, couldn’t overcome his temper, jumped up from his seat, and started shouting,

A few other Paladins were also sympathizing with this, but the priests who knew the current situation of the continent were only looking at them with pitiful eyes.

“No. Minister instead. Even now, we need to send a letter to the hero and King Edwin to express regret over this incident, but to open up a dialogue so that we can improve our relationship!”

At least a priest working at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs brought out his words, and most of the priests nodded their heads in sympathy.

On the contrary, the Paladins were shouting and threatening him.

“Are you saying that our Daeshinjeon should kneel to a small kingdom!!?”

“I’m not talking about kneeling! It’s a story about stopping a relationship from breaking down!”

At last, a quarrel started between the priest in charge of diplomacy and the paladin as the voices rose.

This spread throughout the chapel and spread to a fight between the priest and paladin captains.

“Quiet!! Quiet!! Quiet!!”

In response, High Priest Radboud hit the desk with a wooden mallet and made the people quiet.

“What kind of rude things are you doing in the presence of the saintess right now!!?”

“…..”

There was a case in front of the saintess, but above all, the priests and paladins who saw the anger of the usually mild-tempered High Priest Radbod instantly became quiet.

“Please have the foreign affairs department send another letter expressing regret, and send it to all other countries that support the kingdom of Argen.”

“Yes.”

The High Priestess Radbod was organizing the cluttered chapel and handing out tasks to be done one by one.

“Summon the Heretic Inquisitors dispatched throughout the continent and tell them to stop all activities in case there is any conflict with other countries on the way back.”

“Yes.”

A group of Paladins who were dissatisfied with the situation that was being organized little by little eventually couldn’t stand it and spoke to the High Priest Radboard.

“High Priest, are you going to just watch this? This is no different from declaring war on our behalf!”

“The Holy Knight Commander Yuliano.”

“Yes. High priest.”

“Is our Great War built to wage war with other countries? Or is it a place built to offer prayers to the goddess?”

When the high priest spoke in a low tone, the paladin commander could not reply.

I quietly bowed my head to show that I had no intention of responding to him.

“Our Great Temple is a place where the goddess is enshrined, and we must show mercy and tolerance to the poor lambs. First of all, today’s meeting will end here.”

The High Priestess Radbod stopped the meeting because it seemed that if the meeting continued, it would only prolong the argument.

While the priests are crying out that they are glad for his decision and sweeping their hearts,

The Paladins were still muttering about whether they had a lot of complaints.

So…

All the priests and paladins in the chapel left, leaving only the high priest Radbod and the saint…

“You worked hard. High priest.”

“Saint, don’t worry too much. Although they are ignorant and rude now, the day will soon come when they will kneel before the saintess.”

“…..”

High Priest Radbod offered words of hope to appease the depressed saintess, but

The saintess’ expression did not seem to straighten.

“I’m sorry. High Priestess… I think this all happened because of me… I have nothing to say.”

“It’s the saintess’s fault! Don’t ever think like that!”

“If only I hadn’t betrayed the hero and met the crown prince in the first place…”

“Don’t say that. If you say that, then it’s my fault for not stopping the saintess…”

“Haaa… I don’t know why I did that…”

The saintess once again recalled three years ago and tried to regret why she betrayed her hero and did such a thing with the prince in her room.

It was already too late and I had been on the wrong road for a long time.

“Saint.”

“Yes?”

“It is not too late.”

“Yes? Aren’t you late?”

“There are methods I have thought of…”

“What is that…”

“Now there is a way to show the might of our Great War once again to the kingdoms in the northern part of the continent, including King Edwin, as well as to that hero.”

At the words of the High Priest Rad Board, Emilia jumped up from her seat, and she came down the podium and approached him, and she looked at him asking him to finish the story.

“The power to appoint warriors…Isn’t it one of the mighty powers that the saintess possesses?”