The Saint Was the Devil’s Henchman

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“… … !”

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Vivian was frightened and stopped.

Fortunately, the guards passed her by.

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Vivian looked back slightly.

The guards probably went to the tavern.

“Whew.”

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Vivian let out a sigh of relief.

Even if it was a little late, I would have been in trouble.

A body was found at the scene, so the guards would at least try to secure the identities of the witnesses.

If it is revealed there that she is the daughter of the regent.

‘If my father asks why did you go to that tavern, I have nothing to say.’

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Vivian had not informed her father of the manifestation of magical powers.

Every day I see her getting fed up with magical powers and magic because of the princess. How did she say that?

A cold sweat formed on Vivian’s forehead.

‘I’ll have to be careful for the time being.’

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Vivian clasped her robes and headed for her mansion.

That was then.

A man was standing on the way to the mansion.

He was wearing a deep robe.

‘Who is that man?!’

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Vivian stiffened on the spot.

Goosebumps ran down my spine.

‘It’s the man who raided the tavern and stole the dark followers!’

It was certain.

The man wearing the robe was exuding a dangerous energy.

‘If you know what I noticed, you might even try to kill me.’

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Vivian swallowed dry saliva.

Sweat welled up on my hands.

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Vivian tried to act calmly.

It was time to pass by such an unidentified man.

“stop.”

The unidentified man stopped Vivian.

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Vivian’s feet did not move as if they were attached to the floor.

It was because of too much pressure.

“You better not do nonsense.”

Ethan stimulated the vocal cords with magical powers to modulate his voice.

And as if to warn Vivian, it spewed out life.

“… … !”

What the man spewed out was life, not magic.

Nevertheless, Vivian noticed the magical difference between the unidentified man and herself.

‘Are you trying to kill me?’

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Vivian clenched her fists.

“Is that bullshit? I lost my mother in this. If you go on like this, even your life will be in jeopardy. But why should I listen to you?”

“You think your life will be threatened? What does that mean?”

“If you saw the raid on the tavern earlier, you know what it is like. It’s a place where people like me gather.”

Ethan knew it well because he had seen it with his own eyes.

According to the public perception, those with magical powers were unconditionally followers of darkness.

But when I actually checked it, it wasn’t.

Those gathered at the tavern were simply gifted with magical powers and had nothing to do with the Dark Followers.

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Vivian self-helped.

“Our existence is unknown to the outside world, but the well-informed people know us. According to them, we are ‘remnants of the old empire’. Traces of a shameful past. If the Dark Followers continue to kill the nobles, we’ll get suspicious. If we’re unlucky, the Dark Followers may blame us. But do you want me to leave this alone?”

Until recently, Vivian responded without fear, as she was trembling to live.

But Ethan responded with a bitter reaction.

“Even if you are framed, can you avoid the charges? I almost lost my parents because of this.”

“I beg your pardon?!”

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Vivian was furious.

But he couldn’t run to Ethan.

Ethan’s smiling mouth was visible under the shadow of the robe.

The laughter was cold.

“So, don’t fuss around and live quietly. If you bring out the regent’s daughter, you can live comfortably even if you keep your mouth shut, right?”

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Vivian couldn’t move as if her legs were rooted to the floor.

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Vivian stared intently at the back of the man who slowly disappeared.

‘Do you know if I can move at your will?’

All she had left was to come.

* * *

Ethan watched as Vivian entered the mansion.

‘If you want to chase after the dark follower, you have to clean up the disruptors first.’

As Vivian predicted, the Dark Followers would not stand still if they knew they were being pursued.

People like Vivian were more likely to be framed.

‘If you’re really wise, you’ll hold your breath.’

Ethan grinned.

As if his provocation had paid off, Vivian’s eyes were full of poison.

‘I don’t think so.’

Ethan soon passed away in the mansion.

His gaze was directed to the Imperial Palace.

“Are all that’s left now is fake poison?”

* * *

A few days have passed since then.

Early in the morning, outside the castle, there was a long line of people trying to enter the Bellium.

The guards were in the midst of identification work, seemingly boring.

“Show me your ID card.”

This time it was men wearing hoodies and riding horses.

“Here you are.”

As they presented their identity cards, the guards widened their eyes.

‘Wow, a knight of the Imperial Knights? Besides, from the knights of the temple to the saint candidates?’

They were luxurious greetings, but it was also an inappropriate combination.

Watching them enter the castle, the guards chatted for a while.

On the other hand, Ben, who returned to Velium after a long time, was sympathetic.

‘I’ll be able to see the Crown Princess soon!’

But his expression distorted at the sound he heard from next to him.

“This is Bellium!”

“I’ve been to all the places, but this is the first time I’ve been to Velium.”

It was because of the chatty Knicks and Jacobs.

‘I’m not here to tour.’

Ben grumbled inwardly.

However, he could not express his dissatisfaction with them for coming with them to Velium.

Nyx looked around and burst out in exclamation.

It was because the knights and the guards were busy coming and going from early morning.

“Velium is really strict about policing. I am also on patrol at this hour.”

“Iknow, right. We don’t have to do that because our new city is peaceful.”

Ben groaned at Jacob’s words.

“Then you mean that the new empire is not at peace?”

“I’m sorry if I offended you. Oh, you’re mean.”

But Ben muttered strangely.

“Usually, I am not that busy at this hour. Looking at the clutter, it seems that something has happened.”

“It’s not peaceful, right?”

Jacob pursed his lips.

Ben looked at Jacob.

The relationship between the two of them was like this all the way from Nouvelle City to Velium.

The Knicks moderated them with an embarrassed look.

“This is not the case here. Let’s go to the Imperial Palace.”

They soon parted in front of the gates of the imperial palace.

Ben spoke first.

“If you come here at the appointed time, I will guide you to Priest Ethan. I need to see your majesty, so excuse me first.”

Jacob and Nix looked at Ben’s back as he disappeared into the Imperial Palace.

Jacob turned to the Knicks.

“It seems like the right time will be right when we get home and come back. Let’s go.”

“yes.”

* * *

After a while, Jacob and Nix, who came to find a place to stay, were perplexed.

“What? To fill out the lodging book, do you need an ID card?”

For Jacob, who had been traveling all over the continent, it was the sound of a floating cloud.

The innkeeper was sweating profusely.

“There are a lot of upsetting things these days, so I can’t help it, sir.”

Jacob crossed his arms, his eyes twinkling.

“Oh, I want to hear more about that story.”

“It’s kind of hard to say… … .”

Jacob looked at Knicks.

“Why?”

But Nick just tilted his head.

‘tt, I sold all my eyes.’

It was completely different from Ethan.

Jacob took out a gold coin and handed it to the innkeeper.

The innkeeper snatched the gold coins and coughed in vain.

“Hmmm. Ask anything.”

“Tell me everything from the beginning.”

“Recently, there has been a raid on a nobleman in Velium. It is said that quite a number of nobles, including the regent and his wife, were injured or killed. So I was wondering if it was all the dark follower’s work. By the way!”

“By the way?”

“It turns out that this was not done by the Dark Followers, but by others. There was talk of overthrowing the new empire and establishing a new one? So there was a lot of fuss about arresting unidentified people.”

“Who the hell are they?”

Then the innkeeper shut his mouth as if he was speechless.

“That, that… … .”

“I don’t know about that. Are you going to ask me anything?”

“ha ha ha. How would the innkeeper or me know? That’s what the rumors are like.”

“Anyway, here’s the identity card. Give me a room.”

As he wrote the lodging book, Jacob scratched the back of the head.

It was a pitiful story, but it wasn’t something Jacob, who wasn’t even an imperial citizen, would get involved.

Then Jacob suddenly had a chill in his back.

‘Isn’t he supposed to be involved in this matter as well?’

please i hope so

* * *

Ben hurriedly headed to the detached palace.

But when he got to Cynthia’s bedroom, things weren’t so good.

Cynthia was lying on the bed with a pale face and sweating.

He was unconscious.

“How the hell did this happen?”

Ben asked the court doctor.

The court doctor answered with a dark face.

“The poison caused seizures.”

“what? It must have been pressed down by the Saint Candidate, right?”

“It is literally. I just pressed it, so I couldn’t decrypt it. He was in a state of no surprise if he had a seizure at any time.”

“But you can’t stay still, can you? Do something!”

Ben trained the court doctor as if he was going to do it by the collar.

The court doctor sighed and stepped back.

“I am doing my best. However, since the identity of the poison is unknown, it is difficult to detoxify it.”

At that moment, a person came to Ben’s mind.

It was Ethan.

“damn!”

He spoke abusive language and asked the court doctor.

“Where are the saints who came with your majesty?”

“That, that… … .”

“Tell me quickly!”

At Ben’s urging, the court doctor finally opened his mouth.

* * *

Inquisitor in the Imperial Palace.

The soldiers came in with a group of men bound.

“It’s not good to be slow. Hurry in!”

“Move quickly!”

The captives were of different ages and genders.

All were brought before the divine trial.

The Holy Trial was a punishment for evil beings, usually dark followers.

But this time it was different.

“We really didn’t do anything!”

“I have nothing to do with the Dark Followers!”

“Please save me!”

The captives complained of injustice and looked somewhere.

There was the regent Harold.

Harold’s face, standing with his arms crossed, looked cold.

But Ethan had a different idea.

‘You’re going to beat them right away.’

Behind Harold’s sober attitude was a seething rage.

Only Ethan, who had burned himself with revenge in his previous life, could see.

Ethan stood in front of Harold and asked in a low voice.

“Are you going to kill me right away without checking anything?”

“Get out of here right now.”

Harold replied coldly.

When Ethan stepped forward, the captives begged that both of you be spared.

“Priest! Please save us!”

“I swear to Pars, I have not sinned! It really is!”

Ethan glanced back at them and said back.

“Even if there were assassins among them, wouldn’t there be others who didn’t? It is absurd to punish anyone regardless of the severity of the crime.”

“This is Velium. Capital of the new empire. Do you dare to challenge my judgment of governing this country? By what qualification are you?”

Harold snorted.

Ethan then took out his identity card and showed it to Harold.

“A holy trial in a city can only be done with the permission of the higher priest in that city. As you know, I am a saint candidate. Even if it was approved by the priest in charge of Velium, I would not allow it.”

Even though he had just been ordained a priest, Ethan was a candidacy.

As he was one of the successors to the pope, he also had the rights worthy of it.

Harold furrowed his brow furiously.