I’m a Hero, but I Gave Up Saving the World

47 – A saint who was accused of being a witch and sentenced to be burned at the stake

“Yeah, I told you! It would be a waste to summon a new hero!!”

Beatrice said, looking down vaguely at the bloodstains of people from another world who had died without receiving the holy sword.

“At a time like this, let’s all go apologize to Faust! Faust is a good man when you get to know him! It’s just that we made him so angry. I want to apologize at least once.”

“What bullshit!! Are you kidding me right now!!”

It was Carlos, who was appointed as the “New King” by the “Aurelia Damage Restoration Countermeasures Committee” who put out the saintess’ catastrophic situation towards the crowd in one word.

Prior to that, Bonita, who ruled the country, was overthrown due to the fact that she failed to prevent devastating damage and that she was upheld by Faust.

Bonita herself said thank you for letting her come down from a dangerous place where she might die at any moment, and said, “Don’t look for me because I won’t come out of the cabin until I die,” and turned away from the world without regret.

The country is almost ruined anyway, and the surviving people are emigrating to foreign countries in search of their own way to live. This is what Bonita decided.

However, Carlos happily accepted the position.

He had returned to the throne after a long absence and was very arrogant.

“Apologies to Faust ?! Shouldn’t we apologize even if we did something wrong!!”

“That’s right!” “That’s right!” is heard in response.

“Rather, that crazy bastard Faust should apologize to us. We were robbed of everything unjustly without any fault!”

“Wow, sure we lost a lot. But you can’t say that we don’t have a part that forced Faust to act that way, right? Just once! At least once, let’s pray to Faust together! In case you don’t know! Will you forgive me! No, even if I don’t forgive you, at least I can finish it without killing you!”

“Shut up that filthy mouth!”

“Ah!”

A stone flew from somewhere and hit the saintess’ temple.

A sharp stone sling tore the skin apart.

A thick line of blood runs through the skin.

“Ouch… it hurts. why, why are you like that What did I do wrong?”

“To apologize to the demons! Is that what you would do as a human being?! Even so, you are a real saint!!”

“I heard that the saintess was once Faust’s lover.”

“what? So you’re saying you mingled with demons?”

“dirty… ”

“How could such a person be a saint and protect the holy sword?”

“Isn’t that woman still having a relationship with Faust?”

“It’s disgusting. Do you really enjoy doing it with demons?”

“It might be contaminated.”

“When you see that they are trying to gaslight us like they are responsible for it, you almost have to assume it was intentional.”

“That woman might be a demon too. No, I’m 100% sure. If not, why would you call us sinners? Poor us!”

Beatrice’s appeal came back with the worst result.

It was clear that none of the people who survived wanted to apologize to Faust. I never thought I would react so negatively.

Denying the fact that they bullied and bullied Faust, they only wanted to believe that they were innocent victims, and hated the saintess who interfered with self-justification.

“We lost everything! house too! Fields too! Even the country!”

“Who are we to apologize to!!”

“Stop talking nonsense, apologize to us or to you!”

“Everyone, let’s throw stones!”

“What a saintess!!”

All kinds of junk came from all directions. Stones, pebbles, tools and even blades.

Beatrice crouched down like a hedgehog and was hit by the flying slingshots.

It hurt.

Some were so large that they bruised and some were so sharp that they pierced the skin.

‘I just wanted to apologize, but why are you so angry? If you don’t accept the apology, then you just have to come up with another method.’

Beatrice couldn’t understand the reaction of the people.

‘If I’m being attacked because I’m wrong, I’ll understand. But I don’t really understand this. I don’t see these people as just trying to escape from the past that haunted Faust’

When subjected to irrational violence, humans learn anger.

saintess… Even in Veronica Beatrice’s heart, disappointment and hatred towards humans were gradually sprouting.

“Eh, if Faust accepts the apology, it’s the best thing, and if he doesn’t, we don’t lose anything, right? It’s a no risk, high return, so why do you hate it so much? you guys really… What is this for?”

“Isn’t that bitch still out of her mind?”

“Wow, you can see that I’m clenching my teeth. Are you advertising that you’re mad?”

“Apologies to you and us!”

“She’s not a saint, she’s a bitch.”

“They’re staring at us! It might turn into a demon like Faust!”

“Huh! it’s really too much! How can we, who have done nothing wrong, apologize to the demons! How is that different from actually surrendering!”

Now, the people were almost in tears and were complaining about their resentment, which was disgusting to Beatrice.

In the yard where the image was tarnished anyway, I felt like saying what I wanted to say without paying attention to it.

“Look at this, you guys. No matter what, it is true that the entire country came together to tease, bully, and hurt Faust. You can’t even deny that. It’s not that Faust was a demon from the beginning, he was bullied nationwide for three years and then closed the door to his heart. Can’t we just think this way? “If we hadn’t bothered, Faust wouldn’t have gone that far”? I just wanted to say one word, “I’m sorry for bothering you,” but is that something that makes you angry enough to throw stones like this?”

“shut up!”

“… … … … … !!”

This time, a dagger flew by.

Beatrice stared squarely at the suddenly asymmetrical world.

Left and right colors are different.

The world to the left is red.

This is because a dagger was inserted into the left eyelid and a blood vessel burst.

And the royal pattern drawn on the handle of the dagger made it possible to guess who threw the knife.

Carlos angrily said he couldn’t take it any longer.

“How long are you going to spread sophistry! How much do you have to hurt us to be satisfied? We have been sick enough to hurt and lost enough to lose! Can’t you see our scars in your eyes?! Who the hell are you to apologize to! I don’t feel sorry for Faust in the slightest. sincerely!”

“His Highness the King is right!”

“Right, what did we do!”

“A bitch who doesn’t even look like that saintess is living on her tongue.”

“There are definitely kids who ride crookedly like that. Do you think Ji looks special then?”

“It’s because I’m less immature.”

Beatrice trembled her lips as she wiped the blood that flowed uncontrollably with the skirt of her nun’s uniform.

It was a dangerous situation that could have killed him instantly if the dagger went a little deeper.

The people didn’t worry about Beatrice at all and started gossiping happily.

“Honestly, life is hard. It’s because Faust’s mental strength is weak.”

“Don’t talk. It was worse with me.”

“How are you going to live a social life because you can’t stand that much?”

“Faust’s mentality is weak. Is it our fault?”

‘Wow… Faust must have felt like this.’

Beatrice was immersed in a sensual sensibility as she looked at her blood dripping on the floor.

When I saw people insisting that they were not at fault, I started to vomit.

‘Really this… I really want to kill all these bastards. Ah, Faust must have used great destructive magic with just such a feeling. I understand now. You bastards don’t speak the language.”

Beatrice’s whole body trembled with anger, and one of the people pointed out that appearance.

“His Highness the King! That bitch is showing signs of transformation.”

“Well! good point! Bind the demons!”

Before she knew it, she was called a demon and tied up with a rope.

A witch when most people call it a witch.

If you call it a demon, it’s a demon.

If you call it a buzzard, it’s a buzzword.

“She was Faust’s lover, and once expressed antipathy to the hero Lucy von Letlea (Kwak Dong-soo was recently called a hero among the people of Aurelia just because he fought against Faust), and now he is trying to demoralize us with absurd logic. The identity of the four years of doing is suspicious. Serena, I will ask you. Is there any possibility that Beatrice is Faust’s pawn?”

Carlos was pressuring him with his eyes to answer carefully.

And Serena, as always, couldn’t abandon her mean habit of sticking to the strong side.

He had to stick a knife in the back of a colleague who was seriously injured in one eye and was bleeding profusely.

“That, well. I’m not sure, but I sensed a kind of intimacy between Faust and Beatrice that we couldn’t squeeze into… ”

“It has been decided. Beatrice is not a saint! I’m a demonic spy! In accordance with the national law, which treats female demons as witches, Beatrice is burned at the stake!”

Cheers were heard from everywhere at the king’s decision.

Everyone clapped and cheered at the news that the blind saintess would be burned to death.

I even heard voices saying, “I’ve been depressed lately, but I’m going to have fun watching it for the first time in a while.”

“under!!!”

Beatrice was now bleeding from her right eye as well.

It was bloody tears.

“Ha ha ha ha ha!!! I have you!! Actually, that’s what I said today!! Just to Faust! I apologize for bothering you! Because that’s all there is to say?! But you’re going to burn me to death for saying that?! Ha ha ha ha ha!!! Ha ha ha ha ha!!!”

Beatrice chilled the atmosphere around her with a loud laugh that was inappropriate for a limb that was only a few steps away from the grave.

The people leaned on each other’s shoulders and watched the cornered saintess’ seizures.

Everyone hoped that the evil witch would die as soon as possible.

“Ha ha ha ha ha!! I’m a witch?! You are!! Those of you who don’t even know how to reflect on your mistakes are disqualified as human beings!!”

Beatrice, who pointed and shouted at the king and the nameless ordinary people one by one, was a maddened evil… It was itself.

At least that’s how it looked in the eyes of the people.

“All of you!! Someday Faust will kill me!! ha ha ha!! You guys are cheap even if you die, trash inferior to demons—!!”

Seong-woong—

Someone lesser than expected fired an arrow and hit the saintess in the stomach.

Beatrice, who had been cursing, fell unconscious.

People washed off the archer like a hero who had defeated the terrible witch.

After ordering the saintess to be imprisoned in a dungeon, the king set a date for her burning at the stake and celebrated that today was the first day she won a victory in the battle against the demons.

Everyone laughed, chatted, drank and had fun, and had a happy day after a long time.

On the other hand, the great sage who left the auditorium at the moment when the person from the other world was crushed to death by the stone statue of Irene summoned the five wise men scattered throughout the continent of Pangea.

It was to host a wise meeting.

The strongest wizards of the continent of Pangea gathered in one place.