The Saint Was the Devil’s Henchman

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“Whoa.”

The knights who captured the sword held their breath.

Fortunately, they were able to win the battle against the red wolf.

Conrad said as he drew his sword from the red wolf’s body.

“I’m glad everyone is safe.”

“yes. It is truly a miracle that there were no fatalities despite the injuries.”

“I am glad that I was able to pay off the humiliation of that time.”

Considering the first fight with the red wolf, it was a perfect victory.

The corpses of the red wolves scattered on the floor slowly disappeared.

It was because it was cut by a sword imbued with divine magic.

“Everything is sorted out here, so let’s go find Priest Ethan.”

“okay. Just in case you don’t know, leave a certain number of people here and the rest will go with me.”

Then something strange happened.

Suddenly the air felt heavy, and a great divine power was felt throughout the mine.

“What, what?”

A very strong divine power that he had never experienced before was collided with some kind of energy.

Conrad and the knights knew what that energy was.

“Magic! Magical power collided with divine power.”

“Let’s hurry. What may have happened to Priest Ethan!”

Conrad and the knights ran down the mine passage.

* * *

In response to the divine power Ethan sent out, the dark magic circle that had been drawn on the ceiling was revealed.

The type of dark magic circle was very simple.

“under.”

Ethan smirked.

It was hidden in such a dark place, so Ethan didn’t even notice.

If Ethan hadn’t used his divine powers in decommissioning or tortured his dark followers, he would have gone unnoticed.

“I was trying to hide this.”

It was for this reason that they clumsily cut off Ethan’s divine power when he drained it.

If the Holy Power and the Dark Magic Circle reacted, they would be exposed.

Ethan carefully looked at the dark magic circle on the ceiling.

Then I couldn’t help but be amazed.

But that admiration was mixed with ridicule.

It was because they found out what the dark magic circle was made for.

“Are you trying to mass-produce blood?”

All I could say was that it was really stupid.

‘Are you trying to win the war by making a large amount of blood on the subject that you couldn’t find a way to control the blood?’

Of course, it was true that blood was easier to deal with compared to the soldiers.

It doesn’t require any supply, no training, and it’s power is very strong compared to normal soldiers.

But if there was no way to control the blood, all the advantages would be useless.

It was an idea that even those whose brains had been marinated in madness could do it.

“I’m going to erase this whole thing.”

Ethan’s eyes lit up.

Ethan, who was pouring out his divine power, spurred even more.

It was meant to knock down the stupid ideological pavilion directly.

* * *

It was the time when the Plaguecaster was on his way to the mine after receiving the report.

Coogong!

The ground shook and there was a huge noise.

Even without even touching it, the furniture in the laboratory shook itself.

The Plaguemaster hurriedly looked out the window.

Birds flew out of the forest in the direction of the mine.

Even a tree deeply rooted in the ground was shaking.

“Nonsense! Could such a thing be possible… … !”

The Plagueweaver’s face turned pale.

He knew at once what had happened in the Nord Mine.

“what happened?”

The Plague Magician didn’t answer Suha’s question and suddenly fell to the floor.

Then, he crossed his legs and put his hands together and started meditating.

The Plaguecaster uttered incessant spells in an ancient language.

The magical energy in the Plague Magician’s body moved.

It was clear evidence that he was descended from Plaguemage Kha’Zix.

This is because the Plague Magician used magical power as the driving force for ancient witchcraft.

Blood vessels protrude prominently on the Plaguecaster’s forehead.

And I started sweating more and more.

When viewed from the side, it felt like fighting something rather than just a meditation.

‘More than this, some of the guys in the mine must be made of blood!’

Although far away from the mine, the Plague Magician tried to activate the magic circle.

‘It may be possible if I mobilize all my magical powers.’

I knew this was an irrational number.

But only then could he inflict any damage on the enemy.

‘little bit more!’

The Plaguecaster focused his attention.

The cords of his mind finally reached the distant Nord Mine.

And the string was about to enter the decommissioned path with the dark magic circle.

The pace was very fast.

It was natural because it was the concentration of all his might.

Before long, his mind was about to reach the dark magic circle in the decommissioned path.

‘done!’

The moment when the Plague Magician was a little relieved and was about to activate the Dark Magic Circle.

Paah!

He noticed an indescribable huge presence.

“Huh!”

The Plaguecaster awoke from his meditation without realizing it, taking in a gasp.

“Heh, heh heh!”

He continued to exhale.

Then I opened my hands and checked to see if my body was fine.

This is because the moment the plague magician’s mind reached the dark magic circle, a huge divine power approached as if it were grabbing the nape of his neck.

‘Ha, I almost got eaten by that divine power!’

The Plaguecaster staggered and stood up.

His hand on the window sill trembled.

Losing his composure for the first time, he looked towards the Nord Mine with a distorted expression on his face.

“Yes, Inom!”

Saint Candidate Ethan.

It was the guy who messed up.

* * *

Ethan opened his eyes with a deep smile.

Even if it was too late, the plague magician’s struggle to activate the dark magic circle was about to cry.

But it was useless.

Ethan looked up at the ceiling painted with dark magic circles.

His divine power was eating away the dark magic circles everywhere with his lungs.

It was like the sun eating away the darkness of the night.

‘Usually, a guy that was hard to control is very helpful.’

The divine power was always showing hostility to the evil magic within Ethan’s body.

Ethan was blocking it with great control and stigma.

But today I untied the collar.

It was only natural that the divine power savagely ate the dark magic circle engraved on the desolation.

It was also thanks to amplification with divine magic.

“It was made quite well, but this is not enough.”

A well-made dark magic circle was difficult to break with simply divine power.

However, in the Anti-Magic War, Saint Eileen broke Ethan’s dark magic circle over and over again.

When dark magic that puts himself and his party in trouble, he smashed it and pushed Ethan away.

Ethan remembered what happened to Saint Eileen at that time, and gave it back to the Plaguemaster.

“It was too easy.”

Ethan turned his head in the direction of the Haup estate.

The Plague Magician tried to activate the dark magic circle hastily.

Ethan noticed this and drove out the Plaguewister’s mind.

But I felt that was not enough.

So, the Plague Magician pushed Ethan’s own life into the passage connected to the Dark Magic Circle.

It was very dangerous for other people’s thoughts to penetrate the passageway created to activate the magic circle.

For the wizard, it could be a threat to life.

But Ethan determined that the Plaguecaster would not lose his life on its own.

Although it fell far short of Ethan’s standards, the Plague Magician was pretty good among the wizards born in recent years.

‘But that doesn’t mean it won’t hurt. It will probably be quite painful.’

The appearance of the plague magician writhing in pain was good in his eyes.

* * *

Graytown Fortress.

The gates of the fortress, which had been tightly closed since the Curse of the Beast, were opened.

Through the open door, the knights dignifiedly entered.

“Wow!”

“It’s also the Knights of Steel!”

The people in the fortress greeted the knights with cheers.

Occasionally there were people whistling or clapping.

“It’s really great! It’s just that the Knights Templar are blocking Hauf’s money line.”

“Even if Priest Ethan was in charge? It’s amazing that the priest is so good at tactics.”

And behind the Knights of Steel, there were those who were being dragged away in carts.

It was the Iron-Blood Knights that Ethan had captured.

They bowed their heads as if the situation was terribly humiliating.

“Besides, the fact that the Iron-Blood Knights, the pride of the Haup Territory, have been captured.”

“The lord over there will be very ill. You said you loved the Iron Blood Knights that much?”

“You mean that? The rebels must have lost their morale.”

In addition, the Knights of Steel blew up the mine while returning to the fortress, making it unusable for a while.

The soldiers were excited by the activities of the Knights of Steel.

The Knights soon met Garrett, the castle owner of the fortress.

Conrad was polite and greeted Garrett.

“I have heard good things from you, Knights of Steel. It was a great major.”

“thank you.”

But Garrett said in a stern voice.

“However, you will have to take responsibility for leaving the fortress at will. Reward and punishment are separate. You are my knights. No matter how much I owe my life to Priest Ethan, should I forget who the master is?”

“I’m sorry. Whatever punishment you give me, I will accept it sweetly.”

Conrad and the knights bowed their heads deeply.

They knew it too.

It is important to establish a major, but they were knights who served the lord.

They thought they had to take responsibility for what they went out of their way.

At the attitude of the docile knights, Garrett finally sighed.

“Even so, it must have been very difficult. I’ve heard good things about guerrilla warfare as well. They are also the Knights of Steel.”

Garrett patted Conrad on the shoulder.

The knights’ faces opened up at that moment.

That was then.

Cynthia, the princess who was next to Garrett, looked around to see if she was looking for someone.

In the end, she had no choice but to ask Konrad.

“Lord Conrad, where is Priest Ethan?”

Conrad then scratched the back of the head in embarrassment.

“Ah, that… Priest Ethan said there was still work to be done and sent us back first.”

“What?”

Cynthia widened her eyes as if in absurdity.

‘Where the hell are you going dangerously at a time like this?!’

Cynthia’s little fist trembled.

* * *

It was a clear sky without a single cloud.

Beneath him was an old wagon that traversed the meadow.

The old driver glanced back.

“You really have money, don’t you, Priest?”

Ethan was at the place where the driver’s eyes, anxious about not getting the money, turned.

Ethan, who was sitting on the straw, burst into laughter.

“Did you spend money on the priests? I have enough money, so please take me to my destination.”

“Then I’m relieved.”

The old coachman then smiled all over his face.

Ethan moved on so flexibly, but it was his companion who was rather furious.

Christopher and Dylan shook their heads.

“I don’t know what you think of Priest Ethan’s humanity.”

“you’re right. Anyone who sees it will know that Priest Ethan is a shoemaker.”

“You are patient. What does the driver know?”

Less squeaky!

Just then, the wheel of the wagon got caught in a stone beak.

Christopher and Dylan roared into the air.

It happened right after I was gossiping about the coachman, so the timing was amazing.

“Ugh. Really, this wagon can’t be ridden.”

“By the way, Priest Ethan, why do you want to go to the Forest of Dawn?”