Disciples Who Have Become Too Strong Are Chasing Me

59 – Saint (2)

“Your Majesty! Please take my order.”

Kamael, the capital of the Holy Kingdom.

A place not far from the castle wall that guards it.

A loud voice was coming and going in the Empire’s strategy conference room.

“Why are you asking me to take your name? Marquis of Crime.”

An emperor with silver hair and black eyes. Charon Labyrinth was making an incomprehensible face.

“If we proceed with the operation according to Your Majesty’s word, we cannot even imagine the damage to our soldiers. Please take my orders.”

“Anyway, a few soldiers will die a little bit. Are you saying that how many soldiers die is a great number?”

“There must be another way. Give me a little more time If you do that, I will definitely capture the Holy Kingdom and present it to Your Majesty.”

An order issued by the emperor.

It was a simple order to charge the entire force towards the gate.

Simple and simple commands.

I wonder who would obey such an order, but the one who gave the order was Emperor Charon Labyrinth, the owner of the empire.

Who could disobey his orders?

I couldn’t help but hope that he would reap his name like the Marquis of Crime.

“You don’t have to.”

“Your Majesty. What does that mean…… ?”

“Since the Duke of Agares and the Marquis of Bassago have already gone to the battlefield.”

The Duke of Agares and the Marquis of Bassago, known as the Emperor’s closest aides.

The emperor had already instructed the two to carry out that order.

An operation carried out without his knowledge. The Marquis of Crime shouted without proper manners in front of the emperor.

“Your Majesty! Even now, it’s not too late. Please tell the two of you to come back right away. I beg God for this.”

The Marquis of Crime was desperate enough to be seen as desperate.

The emperor looked at the marquis like that and smiled viciously.

“The Marquis of Crime really cares about his soldiers very much. But I can’t accept that request. The operation has already begun.”

“Your Majesty. How do you draw Seongguk is a place where self-sufficiency is not possible. If you just block their supply routes with the castle under siege…… Time was on our side.”

“Time is on our side…… That’s right. By the way, Marquis, do you know that?”

“Your Majesty… ….”

“I waited too long. I mean, I can’t stand it anymore.”

Demon King Baal He waited too long.

From the Shinhwa Age to today when they regain their strength.

●●●

In front of the walls guarding Kamael, countless large armies were running.

They were soldiers of the Empire.

Allied soldiers who were watching it from the top of the castle wall swallowed their saliva at the enormous army of the Imperial Army.

“Not yet.”

It was the cry of the commander guarding the wall.

At his command, the archers who were pulling their bows all the way became nervous.

“Not yet. Wait a little longer.”

The Empire’s soldiers are gradually approaching the wall.

The commander never took his eyes off them.

It was to capture the best moment to fire an arrow.

After a while, a loud voice filled with magic power came from the commander’s mouth.

“Now! Fire them all!”

Along with the command of the commander, the arrows caught on the bowstrings of the archers flew away from their bows.

An innumerable rain of arrows covered the sky.

They attacked the imperial soldiers who were running.

Some arrows bounced off the soldiers’ helmets, while others pierced the soldiers’ faces through gaps in the helmets.

There were arrows that pierced the ground in vain, and there were also arrows that suffocated soldiers through gaps in their armor.

The rain of arrows fired at the best moment was effective.

Even so, the situation did not improve.

It was because countless soldiers of the empire were still arriving.

‘Can I stop it?’

The commander felt fear at the sight of the Empire’s soldiers constantly flocking.

‘No, we have to block it. I have to block it.’

The fear arose, but it had to be stopped.

If you don’t stop it, countless people behind your back will die at the hands of the empire.

I could never see that even in death.

The commander who came to his senses shouted again.

“What are you doing! Keep shooting! When there is a distance, enemies should be reduced as much as possible. Keep shooting!”

Do what you can.

As the current commander, that was the best he could do.

●●●

The rear of the Imperial Army.

There were two people watching the battle between the allied forces and the imperial army.

One of the people who watched the death of the Imperial Army from the arrows fired by the Allies said.

“Oops! Wouldn’t it be nice to help?”

“What do you mean?”

“Aren’t the soldiers of our empire dying in vain? Are you going to watch it like this?”

“Don’t say things you don’t mean to say.

“Sounds that are not even in your heart. I’m sorry. I mean it from the bottom of my heart.”

Those who were watching the battle from the rear were the Marquis of Bassago and the Duke of Agares, known as the Emperor’s closest aides.

At first glance, they didn’t look much different from humans, but they weren’t human.

He was a duke of the demon realm following the demon king Baal.

Their goal was to inflict as many casualties as possible in this war.

Because the blood that drenched the continent was the best sacrifice to the devil.

Agares couldn’t understand Bassago who said let’s help the imperial army in a situation with such a purpose.

“Don’t forget your purpose, Basago.”

“But isn’t it also our goal to destroy the Holy Kingdom? Then wouldn’t it be better to help them break down the wall?”

Bassago who expresses his opinion logically.

But Agares knew.

Bassago just wants to jump into that battlefield and enjoy the slaughter.

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There was no particular need to stop it.

The problem was those in the castle.

“You are not wrong. But how are you going to deal with the monsters in the castle?”

There are two swordsmen close to the Grand Master.

One witch has already entered the rank of Grand Master.

Aside from them, there were many strong people who could be called representatives of each race.

No matter how much he was a duke of the underworld, he couldn’t help but struggle against those monsters.

“Agares-sama, have you forgotten?”

“What do you mean?”

“The Demon King is here now. Are you afraid of such trivial things?”

That was the moment.

Koo-gu-gu-gu-gung.

The ground on which Bassago stood began to shake greatly.

Feeling threatened, Bassago hurriedly avoided where he was standing.

As soon as he moved away, the ground he stood on cracked.

Red lava rose from the cracked ground.

Vassago looked at Agares in a cold sweat.

A series of phenomena that just happened were all the work of Agares.

The ability to manipulate the earth was Agares’ strength.

“It is not to be teased carelessly for saying that it is a tight and open mouth.”

It’s the same duke, but there was bound to be a difference in power.

Agares is the second most powerful person in the Demon Realm after the Demon King.

Bassago, who received his anger directly, broke into a sweat.

“Looks like I was talking too much. I apologize for this. So let go of your anger.”

Only then, the shaking of the ground around Agares stopped.

“I will pass this time. But there is no next.”

“Let me keep that in mind.”

“Well, still, what you said is not entirely wrong.”

“What do you mean?”

“Let it go.”

●●●

A temple in Kamael.

There was a man lying there.

He was an ordinary human male.

Innumerable priests usually gathered around him to infuse divine power, but today not a single priest was by his side.

This is because everyone was away for the treatment of wounded soldiers due to the invasion of the Empire.

All the wounds of the man who was already lying down were healed.

It was a fact that even the priests of the temple were aware of.

Therefore, there was no need to remain in the temple and infuse divine power into him.

Nevertheless, it was in the hope that he would wake up quickly that he breathed in divine power.

The reason why he can’t get up even though his body is fine is because he just hasn’t regained consciousness.

A year has passed and he is still a man who has not opened his eyes.

Derahn.

His body began to move little by little.

His fingers twitch.

His fist clenched.

He opened his fist and raised his hand.

Eyes slowly opening.

Black eyes and golden eyes.

Saint Derean opened his eyes with a strange eye color.

He got up from his seat and said.

“I feel it every time, but every time I wake up. It’s the first place you see it.”

[It’s because the apostles are all weak.]

“I did a lot of things for being weak. So, where are you?”

[This is Kamael, the capital of the Holy Kingdom.]

“I see.”

Der An looked at the back of his hand.

He no longer had gloves.

Instead, there was only a white tattoo engraved on the back of his hand.

“It is terrifying to think that now I will have to live listening to your voice for the rest of my life.”

[Why are you dissatisfied after the apostle chose you?]

“That’s right too.”

[Hmm…… Do you have any memory problems?]

“There is no such thing. It’s not to the point of being uncomfortable.”

[Is that so?]

“Let’s get out of here for now. Seeing the commotion outside, I must have woken up at a bad time.”

Derian, who heard a little bit of the situation outside through the goddess in the inner world, realized that the current situation was not very good and moved outside.

He came out like that and could see.

Black smoke covering the sky and red lava covering the ground.

“This is really bad.”