They seemed to have come from various families, and they seemed to have followed someone.
However, they, like the temple people at first, had lost their leader and were dumbfounded, and they seemed to have found the battlefield.
"Why the temple and Yubar...?"
"What are those people in black?"
Cladda answered the knights' murmuring.
"Orobas, Orobas! Both families were demon families!"
"The Saintess chose not the demon family, but the non-demon family! Because there were two demon families!"
The knights' eyes widened at those words.
"What is that...!"
"Please help us!"
"The gods will also respect your will!"
The desperate appearance of the temple people and the two families' groups desperately trying to kill them were in stark contrast.
Even in the eyes of the gathered knights from various families, the two families were the ones with the evil forces.
That's why.
“Waaaah!”
“Hit! Seeds of the devil!”
They rushed into the battlefield without hesitation.
Clang!
Clang!
“Ugh!”
“Don’t back down!”
“Don’t let a single one of them live!”
Pocalor watched the humans fighting from a tree.
“..."
She was so dumbfounded that she returned to her original white-haired form from the servant she had used to lure the knights of various families a little while ago.
That must be the end of those who only pursue justice without any principles.
Looking at the pitiful sight, she thought about Beryl’s request.
Her first request was to lead the knights to this battlefield. Her second request was to bring people from various families to this battlefield as witnesses.
However, the orders of Vine’s new mistress did not end there.
‘...The battlefield will definitely not work properly. Faction identification will not work properly either.’
Of course. The Orobas seemed especially embarrassed.
They couldn’t trust Yubar to help them, even though they didn’t know why he was helping them.
‘In that case, can you help me a little?’
‘Help you?’
‘So that not everyone dies.’
They had to leave witnesses to spread the truth about the incident. That was omitted, but it was understandable.
“Ha.”
Pocalor laughed in vain.
She also prepared for the banquet and appeared here and there during the banquet, clearly hearing Beryl’s evaluation.
A Saintess who grew up well in the temple and was ignorant of the ways of the world. A naive noblewoman who was perfect for getting something from with words.
That was the evaluation of the noble world.
However, Marquis Rogal, who tried to extract something from her in the name of mercy, was completely humiliated, and as if that wasn’t enough...
Orobas, Yubar, and the temple, who had tried to use Beryl in her previous two lives and in this life as well, were facing each other with their swords.
Everything was a situation that Beryl had thought of in that short moment.
Of course, it was something that could have easily happened.
But it was a definite talent to pierce through all of that at once, connect it with a single thread, and lead it to a situation that was advantageous to her.
“Who on earth is this naive lady?”
Who was playing with her hands?
Pocalor sneered. Vine had certainly welcomed a good hostess.
And.
She thought of Belled and Beryl, who were smiling at each other.
It seemed that the choice of marriage was a very good choice for them too.
Wow!
Pokalor’s appearance immediately changed into that of a knight.
“It seems that the paladins are a little behind.”
Since there were knights from various families mixed together, it would have been impossible to recognize one more person if they had joined in.
And with Pocalor’s skills, it wouldn’t have been difficult to lead a small battlefield like this as she pleased.
Tsk!
She jumped down from the tree and ran into the battlefield like a ray of light.
“Long live Vine!”
“Please be sure to thank Duke Vine. He must be too busy to receive such greetings...”
Naberus thought that this was the first time he had received so much gratitude.
When he went out, the only thing he got was the sight of people screaming in hatred at him for having been deceived.
Of course, the negative emotions that came out of that were sweet. There was also joy.
“...Oh, I’ll pass it on to you.”
However, receiving thanks wasn’t as bad as he thought.
Of course, his magic power didn’t increase, but he felt good for now.
The feeling of being drowsy was short-lived, but as he helped a few more villages, his mood began to rise.
“Oh, priest!”
Then, he witnessed a scene that would make his mood drop to the floor.
It was a group of priests who were clearly fleeing from Orobas, and a human blocking their carriage.
And the human was begging the priest for his life.
“The village is under attack! Please!”
“Get out of the way right now! Do you know who is in the carriage right now?”
It was a shameful sight of a priest who wanted to escape the secular world putting his status first.
“Just once, please...”
The human was sobbing.
It was clear that the man, who was already in a mess of clothes, had barely escaped and was asking for help.
However, the priest was buried. The carriage door opened slightly.
“If you pray, God will protect you.”
With that one word, the door slammed shut.
“I’ve prayed countless times!”
Naturally, negative emotions poured out from the screaming human.
However, Naberus strangely found that unpleasant.
“Where are you from?”
He eventually approached and asked.
“T-that village... Huh?”
The human was momentarily confused when he saw people in strange black attire, who he thought were paladins.
However, his face brightened when he saw the noble family’s emblem drawn on Naberus’s clothes.
“Over there! Your Grace!”
“Not a noble...”
What should he say at such times?
Naberus recalled the order Beryl had given him directly.
‘Help the people in the name of Vine.’
‘If we can make Vine recognized as a good family this time, there will be no more people being branded as demons.’
“I belong to Vine.”
He spat out the order he had been given. Then the human’s expression changed earnestly.
“That, one of the three great Dukes...!”
Although it was unpleasant to be lumped together with the two lowly Dukes, Naberus did not bother to correct him.
“This way, this way!”
Instead, he turned around the human who was speaking hastily and turning around.
“When are you going to run and leave?”
“Huh?”
Then, realizing that he had spoken informally too late, he coughed in vain.
“It would be faster to get on a horse.”
“Oh, that..."
He quickly picked up the human who was clearly trying to say that he didn’t know how to ride and put him on his horse.
“Hurry up.”
“Thank you, Sir!”
It wasn’t a bad feeling that hope was welling up on the human’s face. It was really strange.
“Can we...?
The humans of Orobas, at the expense of disturbing the boundaries around the two of you?
Beryl said that to him who wanted to ask that question.
‘Don’t forget to get energy.’
In short, it was proof that you shouldn’t only do good things for others. It was telling you to take what you can.
And that was very much in line with the devil’s way.
When moving, moving, but never losing.
But.
Hehehe!
Naberus was so excited that Hanar, who was riding him on his back and running hard, was flustered.
“Let’s go quickly!”
“Yes, yes!”
The sight of him repeatedly greeting him with thanks brought him a different kind of joy.
Was this a sense of betrayal?
Collecting hope in the demon world that only collected despair and anger.
What else could this be if not betrayal? Is that what brings me this kind of joy?
After rationalizing with such absurd thoughts, he kicked Hanar in the side.
“Hurry up! We’ll all die!”
Hehehe!
Hanar, who was kicked, wanted to cry.
If he ran any faster than that, it wouldn’t be possible!
Of course, he couldn’t hear those words.
“Thank you, thank you!”
And the human riding on top of him kept expressing his thanks even during a tongue-gnawing crisis.
In this way, starting from the village they helped, Vine’s perception began to change little by little.
When God turned his back on us, the only one who helped us was Vine.
The monsters that had been swarming into Orobas were barely being cleared out.
“Is this the end?”
The knights of the banquet hall could not have known that the monsters that had been swarming in were largely thanks to the knights of Vine.
However, after clearing out the banquet hall, some people were missing.
And they were strangely found at the back of the mansion.
Bam!
“For the gods...!”
“...Dor them, for them!”
It was none other than Yubar, Orobas, and the temple people. They were still holding swords, looking as if they were about to collapse from exhaustion.
There were fallen people scattered around them.
“What is this?”
Those who came out of the banquet hall and saw this were shocked.
And finally, the knights of the temple shouted at the people who had gathered.
“Here...! There are traitors!”
“What?”
The knights in the banquet hall soon figured out the situation. It took them an instant for them to rush out with fierce faces and subdue Orobas and Yubar.
“Th-what is that.."
And it was natural that Duke Orobas opened his mouth at the sight.
“Can you explain what the situation is?”
Cladda asked with a messy appearance. However, his gaze was vividly alive.
“That is...”
“They said Orobas was moving the corpses of monsters.”
At that moment, the temple people who had subdued Orobas and Yubar and entered the passageway of the mansion ran out in shock.
Some were even vomiting.
“Ugh...!”
“What’s going on?”
“There are a lot of corpses of monsters piled up inside!”
“There are also strange drawings!”
“I sense magic!”
That was decisive evidence. Cladda’s gleaming eyes turned to Duke Orobas.
“I think we need to explain.”
It seemed useless even if he explained.
Priest Cladda raised his head and said.
“Orobas could not have...?”
“Yubar is here too?”
The nobles whom Orobas had gathered to prove his divinity, instead of seeing proof of Orobas' divinity, witnessed the exact opposite.
Orobas was a demon! And Yubar too!
The fact spread like wildfire.
However, they, like the temple people at first, had lost their leader and were dumbfounded, and they seemed to have found the battlefield.
"Why the temple and Yubar...?"
"What are those people in black?"
Cladda answered the knights' murmuring.
"Orobas, Orobas! Both families were demon families!"
"The Saintess chose not the demon family, but the non-demon family! Because there were two demon families!"
The knights' eyes widened at those words.
"What is that...!"
"Please help us!"
"The gods will also respect your will!"
The desperate appearance of the temple people and the two families' groups desperately trying to kill them were in stark contrast.
Even in the eyes of the gathered knights from various families, the two families were the ones with the evil forces.
That's why.
“Waaaah!”
“Hit! Seeds of the devil!”
They rushed into the battlefield without hesitation.
***
Clang!
Clang!
“Ugh!”
“Don’t back down!”
“Don’t let a single one of them live!”
Pocalor watched the humans fighting from a tree.
“..."
She was so dumbfounded that she returned to her original white-haired form from the servant she had used to lure the knights of various families a little while ago.
That must be the end of those who only pursue justice without any principles.
Looking at the pitiful sight, she thought about Beryl’s request.
Her first request was to lead the knights to this battlefield. Her second request was to bring people from various families to this battlefield as witnesses.
However, the orders of Vine’s new mistress did not end there.
‘...The battlefield will definitely not work properly. Faction identification will not work properly either.’
Of course. The Orobas seemed especially embarrassed.
They couldn’t trust Yubar to help them, even though they didn’t know why he was helping them.
‘In that case, can you help me a little?’
‘Help you?’
‘So that not everyone dies.’
They had to leave witnesses to spread the truth about the incident. That was omitted, but it was understandable.
“Ha.”
Pocalor laughed in vain.
She also prepared for the banquet and appeared here and there during the banquet, clearly hearing Beryl’s evaluation.
A Saintess who grew up well in the temple and was ignorant of the ways of the world. A naive noblewoman who was perfect for getting something from with words.
That was the evaluation of the noble world.
However, Marquis Rogal, who tried to extract something from her in the name of mercy, was completely humiliated, and as if that wasn’t enough...
Orobas, Yubar, and the temple, who had tried to use Beryl in her previous two lives and in this life as well, were facing each other with their swords.
Everything was a situation that Beryl had thought of in that short moment.
Of course, it was something that could have easily happened.
But it was a definite talent to pierce through all of that at once, connect it with a single thread, and lead it to a situation that was advantageous to her.
“Who on earth is this naive lady?”
Who was playing with her hands?
Pocalor sneered. Vine had certainly welcomed a good hostess.
And.
She thought of Belled and Beryl, who were smiling at each other.
It seemed that the choice of marriage was a very good choice for them too.
Wow!
Pokalor’s appearance immediately changed into that of a knight.
“It seems that the paladins are a little behind.”
Since there were knights from various families mixed together, it would have been impossible to recognize one more person if they had joined in.
And with Pocalor’s skills, it wouldn’t have been difficult to lead a small battlefield like this as she pleased.
Tsk!
She jumped down from the tree and ran into the battlefield like a ray of light.
***
“Long live Vine!”
“Please be sure to thank Duke Vine. He must be too busy to receive such greetings...”
Naberus thought that this was the first time he had received so much gratitude.
When he went out, the only thing he got was the sight of people screaming in hatred at him for having been deceived.
Of course, the negative emotions that came out of that were sweet. There was also joy.
“...Oh, I’ll pass it on to you.”
However, receiving thanks wasn’t as bad as he thought.
Of course, his magic power didn’t increase, but he felt good for now.
The feeling of being drowsy was short-lived, but as he helped a few more villages, his mood began to rise.
“Oh, priest!”
Then, he witnessed a scene that would make his mood drop to the floor.
It was a group of priests who were clearly fleeing from Orobas, and a human blocking their carriage.
And the human was begging the priest for his life.
“The village is under attack! Please!”
“Get out of the way right now! Do you know who is in the carriage right now?”
It was a shameful sight of a priest who wanted to escape the secular world putting his status first.
“Just once, please...”
The human was sobbing.
It was clear that the man, who was already in a mess of clothes, had barely escaped and was asking for help.
However, the priest was buried. The carriage door opened slightly.
“If you pray, God will protect you.”
With that one word, the door slammed shut.
“I’ve prayed countless times!”
Naturally, negative emotions poured out from the screaming human.
However, Naberus strangely found that unpleasant.
“Where are you from?”
He eventually approached and asked.
“T-that village... Huh?”
The human was momentarily confused when he saw people in strange black attire, who he thought were paladins.
However, his face brightened when he saw the noble family’s emblem drawn on Naberus’s clothes.
“Over there! Your Grace!”
“Not a noble...”
What should he say at such times?
Naberus recalled the order Beryl had given him directly.
‘Help the people in the name of Vine.’
‘If we can make Vine recognized as a good family this time, there will be no more people being branded as demons.’
“I belong to Vine.”
He spat out the order he had been given. Then the human’s expression changed earnestly.
“That, one of the three great Dukes...!”
Although it was unpleasant to be lumped together with the two lowly Dukes, Naberus did not bother to correct him.
“This way, this way!”
Instead, he turned around the human who was speaking hastily and turning around.
“When are you going to run and leave?”
“Huh?”
Then, realizing that he had spoken informally too late, he coughed in vain.
“It would be faster to get on a horse.”
“Oh, that..."
He quickly picked up the human who was clearly trying to say that he didn’t know how to ride and put him on his horse.
“Hurry up.”
“Thank you, Sir!”
It wasn’t a bad feeling that hope was welling up on the human’s face. It was really strange.
“Can we...?
The humans of Orobas, at the expense of disturbing the boundaries around the two of you?
Beryl said that to him who wanted to ask that question.
‘Don’t forget to get energy.’
In short, it was proof that you shouldn’t only do good things for others. It was telling you to take what you can.
And that was very much in line with the devil’s way.
When moving, moving, but never losing.
But.
Hehehe!
Naberus was so excited that Hanar, who was riding him on his back and running hard, was flustered.
“Let’s go quickly!”
“Yes, yes!”
The sight of him repeatedly greeting him with thanks brought him a different kind of joy.
Was this a sense of betrayal?
Collecting hope in the demon world that only collected despair and anger.
What else could this be if not betrayal? Is that what brings me this kind of joy?
After rationalizing with such absurd thoughts, he kicked Hanar in the side.
“Hurry up! We’ll all die!”
Hehehe!
Hanar, who was kicked, wanted to cry.
If he ran any faster than that, it wouldn’t be possible!
Of course, he couldn’t hear those words.
“Thank you, thank you!”
And the human riding on top of him kept expressing his thanks even during a tongue-gnawing crisis.
In this way, starting from the village they helped, Vine’s perception began to change little by little.
When God turned his back on us, the only one who helped us was Vine.
***
The monsters that had been swarming into Orobas were barely being cleared out.
“Is this the end?”
The knights of the banquet hall could not have known that the monsters that had been swarming in were largely thanks to the knights of Vine.
However, after clearing out the banquet hall, some people were missing.
And they were strangely found at the back of the mansion.
Bam!
“For the gods...!”
“...Dor them, for them!”
It was none other than Yubar, Orobas, and the temple people. They were still holding swords, looking as if they were about to collapse from exhaustion.
There were fallen people scattered around them.
“What is this?”
Those who came out of the banquet hall and saw this were shocked.
And finally, the knights of the temple shouted at the people who had gathered.
“Here...! There are traitors!”
“What?”
The knights in the banquet hall soon figured out the situation. It took them an instant for them to rush out with fierce faces and subdue Orobas and Yubar.
“Th-what is that.."
And it was natural that Duke Orobas opened his mouth at the sight.
“Can you explain what the situation is?”
Cladda asked with a messy appearance. However, his gaze was vividly alive.
“That is...”
“They said Orobas was moving the corpses of monsters.”
At that moment, the temple people who had subdued Orobas and Yubar and entered the passageway of the mansion ran out in shock.
Some were even vomiting.
“Ugh...!”
“What’s going on?”
“There are a lot of corpses of monsters piled up inside!”
“There are also strange drawings!”
“I sense magic!”
That was decisive evidence. Cladda’s gleaming eyes turned to Duke Orobas.
“I think we need to explain.”
It seemed useless even if he explained.
Priest Cladda raised his head and said.
“Orobas could not have...?”
“Yubar is here too?”
The nobles whom Orobas had gathered to prove his divinity, instead of seeing proof of Orobas' divinity, witnessed the exact opposite.
Orobas was a demon! And Yubar too!
The fact spread like wildfire.
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