The Paladin Owns the Relic

84 – Paramer Subjugation (9)

Dimona stretched out her sword. I felt the swirling power of Ra all over my body.

It’s heavy. Both feet and hands are heavy. My body couldn’t stand the output of the exploding sword.

But I have to forcefully increase the intensity of her powers. Otherwise, you can’t make that giant stumble.

Forward.

More forward.

Keep the flame going. Heretic Judge Dimona!

“aaa!!!!!”

Keep your warhorse high.

Step over the collapsed outer wall and go forward.

Dimona’s sword came out.

Quaaa!!!!!!!!!!

The giant’s body leaned sharply to one side.

“How crazy!?”

“As expected, Judge!!!”

“The monster recognized by the church!!!”

Those idiots!

“Don’t make noise and open the road!!”

Dimo I dropped her words. She just ran along her outer wall. Her shoulders were heavy. Even though she tried to pretend nothing was wrong, her limbs trembled.

Blowing a rotten monster in her way. I split it in half and opened a path along the collapsed outer wall. From now on. From now on.

As if ruminating, her screaming face was stained with rotten flesh. Her whole body was covered in blood and became gooey.

When was it?

I’ve never been so heartfelt.

「I’m fine. Dimona.”

Belstein.

My gift.

I put my will on the extended sword. Ra’s flames raged. Regret flowed in the empty space he glared at.

He trained like crazy. Except for work hours, he clung to training.

If only she had been a little stronger herself.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have seen such a bitter smile.

There are limits to her strong power. However, there is a cost to the extent of destroying all of them. When Belstein lost his job, Dimona was in short supply. She was just a heretic inquisitor.

But for now.

It’s different now.

Power is in her hands. It’s heavy, but you can move forward.

You can get it this time.

Ra is whispering. Let’s walk Dimona.

Toward your sincerity.

“Huhhh!!!”

The entire Paramer was shaken by the spirit resounding along the outer wall.

“Zahard! Come out right now! If you come out now…!”

The giant stood up. The flame burned again on Dimona’s sword.

Maximum output!

Clean enough that there is no back!

“The sin of making people suffer with their hearts!! I’ll give you a hundred pages of reflections!!!!”

A seed that Ra has never seen before. In the blazing flame, the heretic judge’s talent burns to the extreme.

Forward. From now on.

In order to devour the engraved time as if it were ruminating, and to resolve the lingering feelings that could not be thrown away, stronger.

The steps you take go beyond the realm of judges. Even the archbishop’s holy power mixed with the drawn sword was mixed, and the limit was exceeded in an instant.

Beyond the archbishop and at the feet of the cardinal.

The sword that crosses the realm of the apostle protrudes from the scabbard.

Quaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

. . .

The flame moves. Apostle Estelle couldn’t contain her astonishment.

I saw one running along the outer wall. The power that burned like fire endlessly hindered the giant’s movements.

Firepower that cannot be produced with a human body. The power of Ra in the severing slash shattered parts of the city.

“…That’s it.”

The strength is comparable to that of a proper apostle.

Cult of Ra.

Why did you put such a talented person in the position of Inquisitor for Heresy?

Estel grabbed her sword. She looked up at the giant with an expressionless face.

Obviously there was damage. The outer surface of the destroyed body was burning red.

But it’s strange. Even the exclusive spell to purify the distorted soul is unable to deal damage.

The wounds were repaired at a speed that living things could never recover.

“…Mutant objects.”

Even with that much power, I couldn’t get an effective hit. It can only break the surface and minimize damage.

He has to be himself. He has no choice but to do it himself.

Estel raised her sword. Then she suddenly looked around.

The galloping horse of knights.

A soldier gasping for breath.

The Heretic Questioner who covered his weapon with flames.

A mercenary who slashes monsters while paying attention.

Even the black scales of the Order of Naga.

“…….”

This amount of people is fighting for just one person. Why?

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Zahard.

Muttering that name. What kind of person was he, and why did he bring this number of people here even though he did not bother to ask for it?

I’ve never faced swords directly. There were times when I was beat up with excitement.

But well…

I think he had the personality of a bully.

“……”

But Estelle actually knows. She tried to deny it, but she knew.

A man’s life must have been at stake in his journey. In the eyes Isabella looked at, there were eyes of longing and envy.

A person whose temperament originally led to evil could never have a crush. They seem to prioritize their own interests, but secretly take care of the people around them.

.

“…Stupid.”

A fool who would give his life for someone else.

Yes. Stupid

Everyone here is an idiot except for himself.

“Estel!”

The war horse roared wildly. Isabella deflected the bony spear that flew through the rotting dust.

The body was stained with blood and flesh. But even so, the eyes were not dead.

It still shined. Blind to the eye.

“If you are tired, save yourself! I’ll take care of this!”

It was clear that anyone was tired. Estelle stared at Isabella’s rising and falling breasts.

…That’s right.

I am also an idiot.

“It’s okay. Isabella. Rest.”

The darkness clung to the plain clothes sword he lifted. To be honest, I’m not very impressed with Zahard and everything.

But if you touch her sister, Isabella, who became her only ally and her confidant…

“Because I will split this place.”

I will burn them all.

. . ..

The detached unit led by Rosemary hurriedly ran through the basement.

The rotten monsters clung to it. The ax that cut it caught fire.

“Get out of the way!”

Quaaa!!

I made my way through the binge. The flesh clinging to his feet made a squishy sound.

Coming soon. It’s not long.

Wrapped in flames, Rosemary reached into the underground cavity where she had left him.

“Zaha…!”

But there was none.

There was no one there.

The empty basement was empty and quiet. Was completely submerged.

“…Huh?”

Rosemary’s feet stopped. The Heretic Questioners, who diligently followed, also stopped.

“Rosemary?! This is the end…!”

“There seems to be no other way to escape…”

“I can’t see you!”

“Search all over! Because I was here!”

Rosemary’s voice trembled.

“Because it must have been here…”

But no matter how much I searched, Zahard was nowhere to be found. There are only traces of torn clothes and scratches on the floor.

Come to think of it, all the refugees I saw at that time had disappeared. If it had been moved on that scale, it would have left a mark…

“…Rosemary.”

Someone grabbed me by the shoulder. Rosemary looked back blankly.

The Heretic Questioner shook his head.

“Brother Zahard is not here.”

It’s late.

It’s too late.

“…Ugh.”

Rosemary crumbled, he didn’t choose to shed a tear. He just stood up. He straightened his body as he was about to lose his strength.

Didn’t you check this morning too? He is obviously alive. The mercenary he had contracted proved it.

It must have moved somewhere else. That’s right. So, once you put the monster in Paramer to rest somehow…

“…Rosemary.”

“Everybody pack their equipment and move.”

Rosemary took a deep breath. He inhaled deeply, then exhaled slowly.

When I closed my eyes and opened them again, my eyes no longer wavered. He didn’t howl or vent his tiredness.

I’ve come too far to sit still. It’s like a nuisance to everyone.

“Zahard is definitely alive.”

Just forward.

“If you subdue the mastermind of Paramere, he will surely crawl out from somewhere. Does that person die? Under. There’s no way something stupid like that would happen.”

To hold on to the slightest bit of hope.

“…Let’s go. Because there is nothing here.”

Just forward.

…Forward.

. . .

Isabella gritted her teeth. The giant’s arm was split by the slash. A loud screaming sound. Amidst the resounding noise, the warhorses vigorously lifted their front legs.

The troops who had entered Paramer before they knew it were forming a circular defensive formation. In order to defeat the giant, the rotten armies were pushing back with a weapon called Estelle, the apostle.

“Push it!”

Desperately outstretched swords mingled with the rotten army. Squishy. A stench that stings the nose.

Isabella swung her sword. Back to her, Radha Talk glanced back at her.

“Are you tired? Paladin.”

“Not really. The Heretic Questioner.”

Isabella saw Dimona running up her outer wall. I saw the apostle Estelle, who stepped on her in the air and floated, landed a deep slash on the giant’s body.

I want to stand shoulder to shoulder with them. I also want to look down on everyone from the same level.

But now it’s impossible.

Isabella said she knew what role she had to play now. She builds a defensive line and adds strength to Ashwal Haltz’s command.

The defense lines swayed dangerously. The rotten army that broke through the spears stretched out by the soldiers grabbed one of the soldiers and dragged them out.

“Quaaa!!!”

Her blood splattered. Torn pieces of meat were scattered in all directions.

Like that, one by one. Keeps getting eaten

“That’s the worst.”

Muttered Radatoque. Isabella also silently agreed.

The situation was the worst. The giant stood up endlessly, and Estelle and Dimona’s holy power was slowly declining.

Apostle Estelle’s slash was certainly strong. But for some reason, he couldn’t penetrate the giant’s interior. He can’t inflict effective hits, so he only cares about blocking attacks.

It was clear who would win the war if it led to a wheel war.

“Rosemary!”

Some of the Heretic Questioners who had escaped rejoined. However, there was no one by the side of Rosemary who had been shouting out loud.

“…No way.”

Isabella’s sword trembled. Rosemary gritted her teeth.

“There was no body! So, I’m still not looking! Get your weapon!”

Rosemary gripped his axe. The flames flickered.

“Because I’m sure you’ll be alive!”

A situation that cannot be viewed with optimism. Isabella felt the sky darken once again. The giant’s palm, which began to strike down, covered Paramer’s sky black.

Sparks rained down from the top of the outer wall. Dimona’s blow pierced the rotten giant’s hand.

However, it was shallow. The split slash ended with her palm dug half way through.

“… Oops!”

Estel, who was concentrating on slicing through the inside of the giant, turned her body in a hurry. She kicked the air, but rather far.

A falling giant’s arm and an attack that crushes humans.

Amidst her grotesque cry, Isabella raised her sword. But she couldn’t even stretch out.

If you take this off, what next?

If you manage to block it again after that… Beyond that…?

A sound is heard. The sound of a sword piercing a rotten monster. And there is another sound in it.

The scream of a human being pierced by a bone spear.

“…….”

It echoes. Despair. Those who had hope are dying. Now it’s completely surrounded and can’t go out. Can’t break through

The exhausted knight is on his knees. The wizards’ magic reached its limit.

The mercenaries shouted. Blood flowed from his throat and he could not even shout.

The flames of the Heretic Questioners turned on as if they would go out at any moment. The Paladins of the Serpent Church’s hands trembled.

Death is coming. Top, side, front, back, everything, without anything to say.

The end.

The end is in sight.

“Isabella?!”

I hear someone calling in a daze in my ears. He moved his weak sword. Gritted it

Isabella wanted answers. But she didn’t answer.

Amid the shouts that echoed inside, only screams of despair can be heard.

“…Ah.”

The lost will takes away even the remaining will. She mumbles involuntarily.

“…As long as he is… Alive… Is he…?”

The moment she pretends nothing is wrong, her willpower is cracked.

“Yes.”

She heard the answer she had been waiting for so long.

“…Huh?”

Something clung to the half-severed giant’s hand. For a moment, everyone’s attention was focused.

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Square.

The sound was short. But the ripple was different. The soaring black holy power covered the entire arm of the monster.

Someone made a noise. I opened my mouth and blinked my eyes.

“…Uh…Uhhh??”

The one that started brought another voice.

“…That…What…”

“What is that ridiculous power…?”

“Who is that?! Are you the apostle Estelle?!”

“It’s not him! He’s over there!”

Slashes soared amidst the tumultuous shouts.

From the front to the front. Amidst the giant’s bizarre scream, a rain of flesh buried everyone.

The battlefield was covered with silence for an instant due to the shaking holy power. Isabella lifted her gaze absently from her soiled hair.

The giant’s right arm is collapsing. The slash that started from his hand shredded the entire skin and devoured it completely.

The black star has fallen. The building at the crashed location shook.

What is it? What is it?

Isabella hurriedly followed the back of the man who appeared on the roof of the building.

A familiar face. But something was different.

The body that was simply a boy became a man, and now I could see the back of a man whose powerlessness had peaked. Isabella whispered.

No way.

No way.

“…Zaha…De…?”

Ra’s priestly robe tied around the waist of the man who landed on top of the building shook. Ominous holy power flowed from the sword gripped on his shoulder.

The wind blew. It contains the only cool scent from the bitter wind with rotten smell.

“Isabella’s older sister.”

After sending all the remaining survivors out of the city, the human left alone looked around the battlefield. Isabella’s and her eyes met.

A smile was mingled with the soft greeting.

“It’s been a while.”

The war situation changes.