ave thought of this situation when building the place.

That great bastard.

Respect to him.

“Anyway, I’ll take it from here.”

As Theberon sat down and focused, the entire Gremia began to shake.

The authority of the submaster which Jamie took away and the already present authority of Theberon became one.

The whole room was dyed in blue.

Jamie could feel all the power converging into the centre.

All the circuits became entangled and the seal which was there began to slowly dismantle.

Pillars rose.

It was clear that the pillars were all full of ancient words which wouldn’t be accessed by Jamie even if he had the authority.

‘What the hell?’

Theberon beckoned Beryl to come closer.

Taking a deep breath, he put down the word.

And then approached the pillar with a lightly moving body and then nodded.

“Opening it.”

A line appeared dividing the pillar in half.

At Theberon’s will, the pillar began to spit in exactly half.



The light was bright and lightning began to scatter in all directions.

Jamie quickly opened up the shield, but the shield didn’t have much use.

A strong wind was blocking the lightning.

“That is why you are here.”

Theberon said with an understanding face.

Beryl shoved his hand at the lightning bolts which were frantically bouncing off inside.

The lightning, which isn’t supposed to be stopped by wind, moved with a speed to destroy everything, that was until Beryl’s hand touched it.

The Sword Master’s skin burned black.

Among the terrible pain, Beryl gripped the contents in the pillar.

And pulled it out.


Jamie was shocked.

Beryl lifted the thing in his hand.

Theberon spoke to the one who drew out the powerful lightning.

“Thunder Dragon Sword.
The Dragon Slayer has awakened.”

The sword of lightning with its blue blade awoke from its long slumber.

Lars was riding a horse with the paladins and running to the Mirinae Forest.

But now he had turned his direction towards the church.

The others didn’t feel it, but he definitely felt it.
The powerful Zenith energy which came from their church.

‘I need to go there!’

The speed of the horse moving up the hill slowed.

Lars jumped off his horse and used ‘Sword of Judgment’.

The cloak of light flapped, and he ran up in an instant.
The maintenance time wasn’t long, but now he could worry about it.

He sprinted towards the church.

Reaching the top in an instant, he opened the gate and entered inside.

He couldn’t feel anything.

As soon as he entered the main hall, he saw someone at a distance leaning back against the wall.

An old man whose pure white robes were now soaked in blood, breathing raggedly.


It was Archbishop Sephira.

Lars ran straight to him and checked his condition.

There was a large cut on his chest and hole in his stomach and three more piercings.

In addition to those, there were multiple large wounds on his body.

All wounds which just happened.

“… Sir Lars?”

Archbishop Sephira opened his mouth.

“W-what all happened here? Why didn’t you use the healing one yourself?”

Lars carefully traced the wounds.

And he saw that another holy power was interfering with it.

“… another holy power is interfering.”

A stronger holy power was blocking Sephira’s holy power.

This man was the archbishop of the Pyro church.
Except for the Pope and the Saints, he was the next strongest one.

Zenith’s holy power was stronger and was preventing him from recovering.

And a person of the Zenith church who could possess this level of power….

“Seven Knights?”

They were the only ones who could tackle a bishop level holy power.

“Uh, go… go… Apostle and Saint… Saint…”


“G-Go back.
Following them….

Sephira’s breathing turned slow.

“Are you alright?!”

“I… am fine.”

He smiled faintly to assure Lars as much as possible.

The intention was so obvious that it hurt Lars even more.

5 years ago Lars was assigned to Apton.

Sephira was the most compassionate priest he had even seen and was an example for everyone.

From the attitude to worshiping God and treating people.

Everyone who watched him wanted to be like him.

To Lars, Sephira was a teacher in life.
He always listened to the advice the archbishop gave and the archbishop would always listen to the concerns Lars had.

“I still have a lot of things I want to say.”

“I want to hear more from you too.
But… it seems difficult now.”

Lars clenched his hand.

However, Sephira couldn’t hold it.
The power was drained from his body.

“I- I will definitely take revenge.”

“… not revenge.”

“What do you mean? The one who made you like this needs to…!”

“You should protect.
So, let the revenge go.”


“I will go to the goddess now…”

Sephira couldn’t even finish the words.

Lars clenched his teeth as he looked at the dead archbishop.

He wasn’t sure what kind of bastard turned such a nice man into this, but he couldn’t stand it.

Sephira asked him to protect, but he was boiling with rage that he could only think about revenge.

The great archbishop of a church was killed so mercilessly.

He closed the eyes of Sephira which were open.

“How can he expect me to forget this? I will definitely make sure that the person who did this, pays for it.”

That was his operation.

The person who dealt with Zenith’s holy power must have released the demon in Mirinae Forest for this purpose.

Anger rose.

The Goddess he worshipped was one of mercy and punishment.

And he was entitled to punish those who committed sins.

“I will not forgive you.”

Enraged, Lars flew in the direction that Sephira had told him before he died.

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