How A Mythical Holy Knight Lives As A Villain (Novel) - Chapter 103
Ch 103
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Woooong!
Yoon Seung-Ah’s magic circles were spread throughout the entire church building.
He didn’t know the details, but they said this was the first stage of the temple… no, church reconstruction.
Putting those internal spaces into a kind of subspace and components for the newly constructed temple…
“Do you understand what they’re saying?”
Lee Jae-Kyung said while standing with Go Johan and watching the scene.
“……”
“You don’t, do you?”
At Lee Jae-Kyung’s words, Go Johan walked away.
“I’m not the only stupid one, right?”
“……”
“Ha-Yeon, Seung-Ah, and the kids all seem to understand, but only we…”
“…I understood it.”
“Liar.”
Lee Jae-Kyung followed Go Johan and said.
“Liar!”
Lee Jae-Kyung seemed quite excited, unlike usual.
The reason was also related to Cheol Jung-bae.
Despite his seemingly arrogant personality, Cheol Jung-bae showed definite respect to the apostles.
‘There were many discourtesies before!’
Cheol Jung-bae gave Lee Jae-Kyung no less treatment.
Maybe even more than the apostles.
‘To be that person’s retainer, really… it would turn the empire upside down. Yes, you must remember that you are a truly great being!’
Humans fundamentally had a desire for recognition.
Especially players even more so!
If they were satisfied with simply training themselves, there would be no need to obsess over rankings.
Putting their names on rankings and being active with their faces shown was itself a manifestation of their desire for recognition.
“…Am I really the first retainer?”
“Didn’t I tell you before?”
But the stubborn Cheol Jung-bae acknowledged and admired him.
“I told you you’re the first.”
“No, I didn’t know it was such a big deal.”
Lee Jae-Kyung was satisfied.
That he was someone special to Go Johan.
“Go… talk to Cheol Jung-bae. No, what kind of name is Cheol Jung-bae?”
“He seems to like it. What.”
Lee Jae-Kyung stopped and said.
“And he doesn’t tell stories well.”
“……?”
“He says to ask directly about that story, if the Captain didn’t tell you, then he has no intention of telling either.”
Although Cheol Jung-bae seemed stubborn and somewhat twisted, he wasn’t actually like that.
It was common for craftsmen to be twisted somewhere.
Cheol Jung-bae was:
‘Still, he was a candidate for the next Great King.’
He was one of the successors expected to lead the dwarfs after Iron Hammer’s death.
His skills were beyond question, and it was Brown Beard, no, Cheol Jung-bae who had led the dwarfs as part of the allied forces.
Thud, thud.
Go Johan walked while muttering.
“What’s Cheol Jung-bae… Cheol Jung-bae.”
Chuckle.
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“Huh!”
Cheol Jung-bae wasn’t only concerned with church reconstruction.
While Yoon Seung-Ah was doing the basic work, he was trying to intervene in parts of the church where he could get involved.
What trust could there be in someone who had just joined?
“Huhhh!”
If Go Johan had personally taken him in, that itself had meaning.
He could be trusted, and anyway, he couldn’t betray them.
“Indeed, they’re Dvergr.”
Right now, Cheol Jung-bae was examining the blessed items that the Dvergr had made, together with some believers.
To save them this time, all the Dvergr had been sacrificed.
Items that could neutralize some of the demons’ curses and inflict damage.
Not only that, but they were items that could be considered quite high-level in terms of performance.
“Are they that amazing?”
The believer who was introducing them said.
“No!”
Cheol Jung-bae’s firm voice echoed like an echo.
“Since those trash bastards made them! They’re trash! Look at this, is this something normally made?”
“……”
To the believer in charge of item management, honestly, he couldn’t understand what the problem was.
“Those bastards don’t have an Iron Soul. They just have imitation. Things without any development. Tsk!”
While saying that, Cheol Jung-bae took out something to show.
For several days, he had been holed up saying he wanted to look around the underground smithy of the church.
Even then:
‘Ha! It’s a complete mess!’
This is lacking, that’s problematic.
It’s a mess.
It’s unsightly.
He had been spewing all sorts of complaints.
“This is a real divine artifact.”
A longsword he handed to the believer.
[Dwarven Master’s Longsword]
[Unique]
The same unique grade as what the Dvergr made.
“Ugh!”
But the believer’s reaction was different.
“Wh-what is this…!”
As soon as he grasped the longsword, he felt his muscles tighten.
“The runes embedded in the longsword contain mana and strengthen your muscles. Not only agility, but it also naturally absorbs surrounding mana and has restorative properties.”
“……!”
“It may be lacking in curse weakening compared to what those Dvergr bastards made.”
Grin.
Cheol Jung-bae showed a craftsman’s smile.
“But it overwhelms that with other abilities!”
It was also possible to deal damage to demons.
Of course, it couldn’t annihilate them or inflict fatal wounds.
“How is it!”
“It’s amazing!”
He was sincere.
“What’s going on?”
“Try holding this.”
“Ugh!”
The reactions of other believers were the same.
“……”
Cheol Jung-bae’s eyes deepened as he watched the scene.
The divine artifact he had just created was technology completed only around the end of the war.
Long after the already fallen dwarfs became Dvergr and embedded curses in weapons.
These divine artifacts never had a chance to shine.
He had only thought it was technology that could no longer be used.
‘Thank you.’
He had another chance.
“Hmph!”
A satisfied craftsman’s smile and laughter spread.
In fact, there was an incomplete product he hadn’t shown them.
‘I should complete that and show it.’
Before them, to Go Johan.
And without a doubt:
“……”
The object born that way would certainly be a masterpiece that would be the first in his life and one that could be counted among dwarf history.
That too was thanks to Go Johan.
‘Black Lava’s Protection, Black Steel’s Will.’
Things carved when born as a new race.
Especially those carved only on him were things that could draw his skills to their limits and beyond.
The ability to handle fire and see the reverse side of steel.
“And by the way. Would you like to see this too?”
Cheol Jung-bae excitedly took out another object.
It was the axe Rune Breaker he had used in Varatkgoen’s territory.
“What’s that?”
Perhaps because of his demonstrated skill, the believers looked at Cheol Jung-bae with even more respect and curiosity.
“Watch carefully!”
When he was a slave, creating runes was difficult.
He could only make one by secretly taking small portions of the given materials.
But if there were sufficient materials, and if there was leisure to make them:
Clatter.
He could make as many as he wanted.
It was the moment when Cheol Jung-bae, holding the axe backwards like a gun, smiled and infused mana.
Crash!
Eyes that shattered into powder and scattered.
Woooong!
The believers opened their eyes wide once at the gathering mana.
Swoooooosh!
Their eyes seemed to tear at the shooting explosion.
The problem was:
Kwaaaang!
It hit one side of the church, the parking lot, creating an explosion.
“……”
Cheol Jung-bae trembled slightly.
“Heh, heheh…”
He seemed to have caused an accident.
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At a high-end Japanese restaurant somewhere in Yeouido, several people were gathered.
“It’s been a long time.”
“Didn’t we just see each other at the National Assembly the day before yesterday?”
“That’s not what I mean.”
Representatives from ruling and opposition parties were holding a meeting together.
“…How is the situation on your side?”
Kwon Mun-cheol, the ruling party representative, asked cautiously.
“…Not good. I saw this time it’s over thirty percent. How about your side?”
“Only thirty percent.”
Kwon Mun-cheol twisted up the corner of his mouth.
“Sixty percent.”
“……!”
Sixty percent.
It meant that sixty percent of the ruling party had been co-opted by unknown shadow forces.
“There seem to be more.”
“Heh, heheh.”
Hollow laughter came out naturally.
Their faces were distorted beyond recognition.
The subject they were talking about:
“Go Johan…”
It was a situation that had arisen because of Go Johan.
Whether ruling party or opposition party, those in the National Assembly arguing and clashing daily had become as natural and obvious as office workers drinking coffee.
Rather, if they didn’t fight, you’d wonder who would.
But this time, something that could be considered almost a first had happened.
The meeting regarding Go Johan’s release.
“Just thinking about that day…”
Those who advocated for Go Johan’s release had occupied a majority of the National Assembly.
It wasn’t the will of each party, and there wasn’t even time for any meetings or collusion.
It was the will to not even give time to question the crime of slaughtering the Player Association and Association President in front of everyone and tearing apart those who were called heroes.
“I still get goosebumps.”
Was that all?
Numerous pressures began pouring in internally.
Corporate guilds that had been friendly with them turned away, and considering external pressure:
“……”
It was terrifyingly awful.
Russia had loaded nuclear weapons and aimed them at South Korea, so wasn’t that saying it all?
“…This isn’t right.”
That’s why:
“Even now, my body won’t stop trembling. Whether I’m being watched, whether you might be their limb.”
“I feel the same.”
“How far have you grasped?”
Park Kyung-ho, the opposition representative, said.
Kwon Mun-cheol raised two fingers.
“Twenty percent?”
“No.”
He shook his head.
“Only twenty percent can be trusted.”
Swoosh.
Goosebumps were rising all over his body.
“You guys call us pro-Japanese collaborators and whatnot. I won’t deny it, because when it comes to profit, I’m confident I can join hands with anywhere. But…”
Tremble.
The teacup Kwon Mun-cheol was holding was shaking.
“This isn’t right! Japanese colonial period? I can be confident that now is worse! This is really… really…”
He had gone mad.
While the general public still seemed unaware, it could be said that half the nation had fallen to the forces Go Johan belonged to.
“We must stop it.”
“I agree.”
But they were forgetting the most important thing.
That despite such forces having turned over, the lives of ordinary citizens hadn’t changed at all.
No, rather, they were changing for the better.
The reason they couldn’t stand it was:
“I have a plan.”
That they could no longer have what they should have.