The Return of the Destruction Level Death Knight Episode 53
Episode 53: Scheme (3)
With the appearance of the religious order, the tournament venue became quiet as if cold water had been poured on it.
The nobles felt greater fear at the appearance of the church than when they saw black magic.
This was because he knew full well that when it comes to matters related to black magic, the church runs wild like mad dogs.
“Rain, damn it!”
The first person to break the silence was Jackson Cutter.
Jackson Cutter realized that nothing good would come of staying like this and tried to run away.
But Damian didn’t let go of her wrist.
“I can’t let this go…” … “Wow!”
The moment Jackson Cutter tried to resist, the church’s Holy Knights rushed in.
I hit him on the back of the head with the hilt of the sword and forced him off the horse. And then he broke both of his arms.
While Jackson Cutter was being suppressed, the remaining Paladin greeted Damian. He was a man with a face as big and plump as the full moon.
“Lord Damien, nice to meet you. “My name is Thomas, a second-class paladin of the church.”
Unlike regular knights, paladins represented themselves with ranks. A second-class paladin was the equivalent of a middle-class knight.
‘It’s really good to have good connections.’
Damian had Victor contact the church in a nearby city last night.
Damian’s message was that a heretic was likely to appear at the tournament, so he requested that a paladin be dispatched.
As a bonus, there were middle-class knights among the heretics, so I asked them to send me someone with the skills to match them.
Not only did the church immediately grant Damian’s request, but they actually sent all their forces to fight against the middle class.
Thanks to this, I felt like I could handle the current situation without using my own strength.
It was no different from a poisonous admiral.
“As Sir Damian said, there really was a dirty heretic.”
At those words, Jackson Cutter screamed in a panic.
“Who, who is this heretic? I did nothing wrong… … .”
One of the paladins slashed Jackson Cutter’s mouth with the sheath of his sword. The sound of something crushing was heard.
“There’s a lot of talk about heretics using black magic.”
“Be still and do not pollute our ears.”
The Paladins growled as if they were going to kill Jackson Cutter at any moment.
I could see Jackson Cutter shrinking from that fear.
“And Sir Damian, where are the other heretics?”
Damien raised his finger and pointed towards the audience.
Jacques Noiret was sitting there.
“That man is the middle-class heretic I was talking about.”
Jacques Noiret’s expression distorted.
At the same time, Thomas rushed towards Jacques Noiret.
* * *
When the joust had just begun, Jacques Noiret had no worries.
The bracelet given to Jackson Cutter was not an ordinary item. It was an item created with great care by a highly infamous warlock.
When Jacques Noiret was in the low class, that bracelet saved his life several times.
If it weren’t for the major drawback of consuming vitality and magic power, I would have worn it all the time.
The joust began, and Damian Haxen began to move.
Jacques Noiret felt anticipation as he watched Damian defeat the knights with a single horse.
Even Jacques Noiret did not know what kind of talent Damian Haxen had gained.
However, it certainly seemed like a great performance, seeing as Damian Haxen was brought to a low-class level in just a few months.
By killing Damian Haxen today, Jacques Noiret was able to obtain both the Copperhead count and Giyeon.
Truly worthy of commemoration… … .
At that time, Damian Haxen grabbed Jackson Cutter’s wrist, and immediately the bracelet was shattered.
“… … ?”
Black magic spread thickly in all directions.
Jacques Noiret’s mind was filled with confusion due to this completely unexpected situation.
But before the confusion could be resolved, something even more shocking happened.
The Paladins sitting in the stands appeared.
“… … !”
Jacques Noiret could not help but be surprised. Even though there were paladins right around the corner, he couldn’t sense them at all.
It was only after the paladins took off their robes that their presence could be felt.
The robes they were wearing were not ordinary. It was a special sacred object used by the religious order for stealth.
The church’s Holy Knights immediately subdued Jackson Cutter.
As the confusion piled on top of him, Jacques Noiret was unable to think of anything for a moment.
“That man is the middle-class heretic I was talking about.”
Until Damian Haxen pointed to himself.
The paladin rushed towards him. He swung his blade down at Jacques Noiret.
Jacques Noiret reflexively raised his forearm to block the attack.
The protective gear worn on my forearm and the blade clashed with each other, making a sharp sound.
“Aaaah!”
“Kwaaak!”
The clash between the two middle classes caused a huge shock. People sitting around were pushed out.
“There really was a middle-class heretic!”
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The paladin’s eyes blazed like flames.
“You can dabble in black magic with the talent you gained through God’s blessing! “Today, I will rip you into pieces and offer you to God!”
“Maybe it’s because he’s a fanatic, but he doesn’t have any thoughts. “I saw you babbling bullshit so casually.”
Jacques Noiret said in a calm voice.
However, contrary to his tone of voice, a thousand thoughts were running through his mind.
The church was a force as powerful as the empire. There was no place across the continent that was not reachable by the power of the church.
As far as Jacques Noiret knew, there were very few people who faced the cult and survived.
“Stop talking arbitrarily about heretics!”
White light exploded from Thomas’ body. Strangely, even though the light was coming out, it was not dazzling.
Divine power.
A miracle that can only be used by those who believe in and serve God has been revealed.
“I’ll split your ass right now!”
Thomas strengthened his arms. He pushed the blade further.
Jacques Noiret did not resist. Instead, he took advantage of Thomas’s strength and flew behind the stands.
“Where are you trying to run away!”
Thomas shouted and chased after Jacques Noiret. A series of violent sounds came from behind the jousting hall.
“After all, it is a religious order.”
Looking at that figure, Damian was amazed.
There was no place like this to deal with black magic.
“hmm… … ?”
At that time, something came into Damian’s field of vision.
Count Copperhead was leaving the tourney with a pale face.
* * *
“Oh, this can’t be right…” … I can’t believe something like this is happening in my territory… … !”
The whole time he was walking, Count Copperhead was sweating like he was about to collapse at any moment.
“Come on, Jacques Noiret! “I never thought this stupid human would use black magic on my land!”
The church’s heresy inquisitors were persistent and cruel.
It was clear that this incident would not end with the deviation of Jacques Noiret and Jackson Cutter, but would be investigated extensively and those involved would also be identified.
“Well, if it turns out that I tried to make a deal with them… … Oh, no. I don’t know. “I didn’t know about this!”
Count Copperhead trembled the whole time he walked.
Olivia looked at the Count as if he were pitiful.
I would never have thought that a person who normally acts so solemn and cunning would be so scared when faced with a real crisis.
“Olivia! I’ll have to think of a solution! If the church comes to visit, tell them that I have collapsed and buy yourself some time! Do you understand?”
As soon as they arrived at the tent, the Count gave orders to Olivia.
Olivia said with a sour face.
“I don’t think that will work.”
“If you tell me to do it, I will do it. Why are there so many words!”
Count Copperhead shouted in response to Olivia’s question.
He needed time to organize his thoughts somehow.
“Your Excellency, I was wondering where you were going. Are you trying to take a nap?”
The count was startled by the sound that came out of nowhere and turned his head.
Damian Haxen was standing right behind him.
“… … Damian Haxen! “What kind of face are you showing your face to me?”
Judging from the Paladins’ attitude, it was clear that Damian Haxen had brought in the cult.
Now, to the Count, Damian was nothing more than an enemy who ruined everything.
“I came here because I have something to discuss with you.”
“Stop talking nonsense! What do knights do! “Kick him out!”
The Count’s knights blocked Damian.
“There is no more access… … .”
Damian hit each knight’s chin with the back of his hand. He was so fast that no one could see him clearly.
The knights literally fainted. The Count screamed.
“Your Excellency, I feel sorry for you if you do this.”
Saying that, Damian grabbed the count’s collar and lifted him up.
“It looks like you don’t like the fact that I brought in the church… … “Your Excellency, it seems you have completely forgotten that you tried to kill me?”
As Damian shed blood, the blood completely disappeared from the count’s face.
“Would you like to go inside and have a quiet discussion with me? Or would you like to talk in a different way?”
“Okay, we’ll discuss it!” “I will!”
The Count shouted urgently. Only then did Damian smile in satisfaction.
“Well thought out.”
* * *
“Your Excellency, I am greatly disappointed.”
Damian sat down in his chair and put his feet on the table.
The Count couldn’t even think of pointing out Damian’s attitude.
“I thought I had a pretty good relationship with His Excellency. “Then you tried to kill me.”
“Hey, I guess I heard a strange rumor somewhere. I never tried to kill you. What nonsense… … .”
“Lady Olivia told me everything. Jacques Noiret wanted my life. “I heard His Excellency the Count promised to clean things up?”
The Count glared at Olivia. Olivia casually caught her count’s gaze.
“Yes, father. “I said it.”
“Olivia! You bitch is crazy! Why are you doing this… … .”
bang.
Damien hit the table with his heel. The Count closed his mouth again.
“Your Excellency, my story is not over yet.”
“Now, you… … .”
“What do you think will happen if I tell the Church that His Excellency the Count tried to make a deal with Jacques Noiret?”
Bekjak’s face took on an earthy color.
“I-I didn’t know! I really didn’t know! Jacques Noiret would use black magic… … .”
“Do you think that excuse will work for the church?”
The church did not tolerate anything directly or indirectly related to black magic.
Moreover, the count was involved in an attempted murder using black magic.
It was obvious that even if I claimed my innocence to the church, it would not work.
“Well, Sir Damian! I’m sorry! It’s my fault! Please at least report it to the church… … .”
“Even if I don’t say anything, Jackson Cutter will expose everything anyway. “Don’t you know how terrible the torture is by the Inquisitors?”
At Damian’s point, the Count felt his entire body lose strength.
“I don’t know if your Excellency knows, but I have some connections to the religious order. “It’s easy to defend one person, Your Excellency.”
Damian said in a quiet voice. The Count looked as if he had met a savior.
“Now, you… … .”
“But there are some conditions.”
“Tell me! “Well, I’ll listen to anything!”
Damian said, raising his fingers one by one.
“First, please allow my sister and Lady Olivia to date.”
“Well, that’s easy.”
“Second, declare me the winner of this tournament.”
“Isn’t that obvious!”
The two conditions Damian mentioned earlier were very easy. But then there was the problem.
“Transfer half of the estate to Lady Olivia before the end of the year.”
“What nonsense is that! Half! “Are you crazy now?”
The count was very angry. Then Damian’s voice became sharper.
“Then take yourself to the cult and claim your innocence.”
At that warning, the Count had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
“Finally, please send 300 gold to Viscount Haksen as compensation for this incident.”
“3, 300 gold… … .”
“Isn’t it an insignificant amount considering you tried to kill me?”
The Count had no choice but to remain silent again at Damien’s murderous words.
“What would you like to do?”
“Now, take some time to think about it… … .”
“Make a decision right here and now.”
Damian said firmly. The Count sighed and said.
“… … “I will comply with all your requests.”
“Well thought out.”
Damian stood up. Before he left the tent, he gave the count one last warning.
“Your Excellency, I’m telling you just in case you don’t know. If you break the promise you made with me today or keep putting it off… … .”
Damian unleashed his momentum.
Magical power and murderous intent mixed together and engulfed the entire tent.
“… … .”
The Count was completely entranced by that formidable power.
“I will collect the payment myself.”
The Count’s head slowly moved up and down.
* * *
Damien came out of the tent with Olivia.
“Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
Damian pushed with a worried look on his face.
Last night, Damian asked Olivia for permission to tell her that he had made the accusation.
The price was to get half of the territory.
Because of this incident, Olivia was practically cut off from the Count.
“You don’t have to worry that much. “I don’t mind.”
But Olivia said that without batting an eye.
“My father used me as a tool my entire life. So this time, I’m just using my father as a tool.”
Those were very cold and scary words.
Is it okay to accept a woman like this as Abel’s companion?
Damian thought for a moment.
‘Well, Abel also has a bit of a foolish side. ‘It won’t be bad.’
It was time for the two people to take a walk.
Someone was running in front of me.
“D-Damian… … “There you are!”
Sophia Russell said with a face that looked like she was about to burst into tears.
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