The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

which could simply be done without putting anything on the line.”

“After all, it has to be a great magician who has reached the highest point?”

Jamie felt a bit uncomfortable with those words.

Come to think of it, when he first entered the capital, he asked the guard.

Was His Majesty alright?

The guard replied that he was fine.

However, both the king and the crown prince had turned themselves into living sacrifices to protect the nation.

That wasn’t something anyone could consider fine.

Still saying they are fine is…

“Their memory?”

“You know that too? The great magician sure is good.”

“Please don’t joke.
Really?”

“I am rather surprised that Jamie remembered my father and brother.”

“The reason I didn’t… it must have been because of the sight.”

“Exactly”

A terrible curse.

The more he knew, the more pitiful Isabel looked.

It is much more than two people who became sacrifices to protect the nation.

“How long does it last?”

“One week.”

“It has been a week since the life and memories of their time have been sacrificed.”

Jamie nodded and said.

“It will be my turn from here.”

“Please.
Jamie…”

Isabel had a blunt expression as she clenched the hem of her skirt.

“I have no one but you.”

The only thing she can say is that she knew the future.

So, Jamie answered.

“Wait for me, Isabel.
I will grant you what you want.”

With those words, Jamie’s body disappeared like a lie.
Isabel, who watched it, quietly muttered.

“I will be waiting, hero.”

Now all alone, a tear was running down her cheek.

“Father, I will be back in a while.”

“Uh? Where?”

Count Welton titled his head at the son’s words, and Jamie said.

“I have work to do.”

He didn’t say why but Count didn’t ask because his son didn’t want to tell either.

He just wanted to say

“You need to be careful.”

“Take care of yourself, dad.
If the Church of Nothingness takes full action, even you would be in danger.”

“Haha.
I’d rather worry about you than me.
And dad, too, has work to do here.”

The Count, one of the kingdom’s strongest forces, planned to return to the royal palace.

The situation where a swordsman is outside

The capital is being protected by a strong shield, but if there is a Grand Master, people could certainly breathe a sigh of relief.

“Then, see you later.”

“See you later.”

Jamie closed his eyes and focused on the body.

And when he opened his eyes.

“Haiss is fine.
Good.”

The separated bodies were back to one.

“The Welton family had such a secret.”

The two bodies reunited, so the information obtained was experienced first hand.

‘I am glad everyone is safe.’

Mother, Sarah, and the people in the estate fled to Apton and were safe.

With that alone, most of the anxiety within the heart was gone, and his father looked fine.

Jamie was able to take a path with a better mind.

The destination was a white temple in the distance.

It was the main church of Pyro church.

He teleported once there.

He felt the chaotic atmosphere, but without giving the slightest concern, he opened the door and went in.

“W-who are you?!”

“Reveal your identity!”

The priests who had been anxious on the inside drew their weapons and aimed them at Jamie.

Jamie had no time to waste on them.

“Saint Jamie Welton.’

“Uh, uh…?”

“W-wait!”

The form was so vivid that the priests couldn’t help but panic, and one of them rushed in.

Perhaps to bring in a higher-ranking priest, and since this was the main church, there had to be many.

“Saint, Jamie Welton is here?’

A pretty young voice from inside came.

Apparently, it wasn’t the pope.

Jamie heard the pope of Pyro is old.

A priest who seemed to be in his mid-30s walked out along with the other priest that went to call him.

He recognized Jamie and introduced himself.

“The second class priest of Pyro Church, Veda.”

“This is Saint Jamie Welton.”

Having said that, he showed the crest of the goddess, and Veda bowed down on one knee and said.

“The saint will see you.
Please move inside.”

And they quickly took Jamie inside.

Since he was a priest-level figure, he immediately recognized the crest of the goddess.

Jamie also liked this fast pace, so he followed him.

As they received the greets and entered inside, there were a lot of people using holy power.

The oldest among them, leaning on their cane, greeted Jamie.

“You are here.”

The pope

He came to greet Jamie as if they had known each other for a long time, and Jamie, too, said.

“I am”

“You must have come to see the goddess.”

“Before that, is my friend okay?”

No one here doesn’t know who Jamie’s friend is.

And this was a fact everyone knew that the apostle and saint of Pyro were good friends with Jamie.

The pope said

“He is sleeping.
Let’s meet him.”

“Yes.”

“I will guide you.”

“Yes, saint, please follow me.”

A middle-aged priest with a fairly high rank guided Jamie.

If there was one thing Jamie felt from coming here, it was that the Pyro priests didn’t seem interested in Jamie.

It wasn’t known if this was because of their apostle state.

Has such trust come down?

He was a little skeptical, but he thought it was good that they didn’t bother him.

“He is here.”

Jamie looked at the place.

Two paladins were guarding the room, and they both seemed to have quite a bit of skill.

A middle-aged priest said the order, and the door opened.

Jamie went inside, and he found his friend lying down.

“Ricky.”

As heard, the boy with brown hair was sleeping as if he had died.