I forgive your sins (1)
Even after the funeral was over, Zemina was still walking after Vlad, sobbing.
Jemina had seen the death of many people as she had lived in the rough and treacherous back alleys, but today the tears did not stop.
Perhaps the old man’s death was enough to cause a ripple in Jemina’s heart.
“Now you only have 1 gold and 10 silver left in your salary.”
“······I can’t help it.”
The first salary of 4 gold he received was eventually used to buy a tombstone and headstone for the old man.
It was a lot of money to pay for a funeral for someone from a back alley, but Vlad still decided to bury the old man in the sunniest place near the monastery.
Still, I wanted to get you out of the back alley at the end.
“But I looked everywhere and no one knew the name.”
“okay?”
Haven specifically sent people to inquire, but no one knew the name of the old blacksmith.
He was just a person who had been around for some time, like a component of a back alley, and it was only natural for him to be like that.
“I didn’t know, so there’s nothing I can do.”
So, there was no choice but to engrave the image of Vlad in his memory instead of the old man’s name on the tombstone.
The best blacksmith in Shoara.
It would not be a completely wrong name since he was an old man who made a sword that cut down ghosts and stabbed dragons.
“······But why are they doing that?”
“who? kids?”
On the way back to the smile of roses after a funeral for an old man.
There were people gathered in small groups all over the alleys, looking at Vlad.
“I’ve been hearing that lately. “If you want to beg, do it.”
The children’s eyes are looking at Vlad from afar, as if he is coming or not.
Vlad was feeling uncomfortable and uncomfortable at the attitude of the children in the back alley, which was quite different from before.
“I really don’t know why you’re doing that?”
“Why are you doing that?”
“It’s okay if you don’t know.”
Haven was not unfamiliar with the looks the children were giving him now.
Because Vlad, who is next to him now, also had eyes like that when he was young.
“This winter is colder than last year.”
“I know.”
Vlad, who was frowning for no reason and making eye contact with each of the children, licked his lips and said.
“A lot of people are freezing to death.”
Only those who have experienced it know, and only those who have experienced it know.
The memories of a cold and hungry childhood were enough to group Vlad with the children standing far away.
“You can survive with just one blanket, right?”
“That’s right.”
Vlad cleared his throat, scratched his chin, and looked at Haven.
“I guess I’m not good at saving money this month anyway.”
“It will cost 1 gold.”
Haven already knew what Vlad was trying to say.
“With just 10 silver, you can live for over a month.”
“There was a time like that.”
The unadorned sword the old man made was shining, giving Vlad hope.
And now, the brightest being in the back alleys of Shoara is the blonde-haired knight.
A person who was born and raised in a dirty back alley but achieved the star of knighthood with his own strength.
There is someone who did it here too.
“I told you to hand it out to the kids and say a prayer for the old man just once.”
“It’s a lucrative business with just one blanket and one prayer.”
The unadorned sword was buried in the ground with the old blacksmith, but the star the old man made was still lighting up the back alley.
Although the name and form may be different.
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The weather was so cold that even the breath I exhaled was freezing, but the fishy smell of blood and rotting meat emanating from everywhere did not easily subside.
“They say if you know how to make sausage, you won’t be able to eat it…”
Gregory seemed quite shocked that meat was being slaughtered in such an unsanitary place.
The poor quality of the black bear slaughterhouse clearly showed the standard of living of the people in the back alleys.
“Ottar, aye. “You open the door first.”
“hmm.”
As always, Otar lifted his ax without saying a word in response to Vlad’s instructions.
“Do you have anything to say?”
“How about this time? “Can I relax a little?”
However, Age only quietly questioned Vlad’s instructions.
Age, the free spirit of the grasslands, was not yet familiar with the northerners’ command system.
“This is the guy who sold pregnant women and babies to people who practice black magic. “What do you think?”
“You can kill as much as you want.”
Age, as if he had finally understood the situation, took out a sword unique to barbarians and laughed heartily.
Even though he was a guy who rode a magical horse, I thought it would be an uncomfortable cohabitation.
However, the young captain who actually experienced it was surprisingly a person with a temperament that matched the temperament of the grassland.
“You should have figured it out by now.”
“I’m going in.”
Vlad quietly nodded at Gregory’s words.
Two knights dragged along the soldiers supported by Josef and their respective employees.
Although they moved as secretly as possible along the path set by Haven, there was no way the black bear would not have noticed the movements of the 40 or so soldiers.
“good.”
The vanguard is Knight Vlad’s troops.
The blonde knight was the proposer and primary person in charge of this operation.
“now!”
With Vlad’s signal, the two men ran out to the Black Bear’s base.
As expected from the oldest back alley boss building, the door was large and solid.
“Sigh!”
Otar mercilessly hits a doorknob made with strange bone decorations with an axe.
However, because people were supporting it from behind, the door only swung loudly and did not budge.
“Get the ladder ready.”
The flow must not be interrupted, Zayar said.
I was told that even if the attack was blocked, I had to always prepare the next move and take the initiative through that.
“for a moment.”
The soldiers moved to attach the ladder to the second floor window, but at that moment, Age raised his hand towards Vlad.
A small light began to flicker between the tattoos on the palm he was holding.
“It’s time for me to show myself at least once.”
Your world is not everything.
The world manifests itself in various ways, and barbarians also had their own ways and worlds.
“Weak people who hide behind doors.”
Age’s tattoos began to shine along with a small recitation to his ancestors.
The world of barbarians is a world built together with our ancestors.
The spirits of the grasslands lent their strength to the poor descendants who had to shoulder the burden of duty for survival.
Kwasik-!
The vast northern grasslands do not tolerate anything that gets in their way.
“Come out! “You cowards who hide behind doors!”
The door began to break down due to Agee’s kicks, which brought out the world of the plains without any harshness.
The bone decorations hanging on the door were tumbling down helplessly along with the ominous sound of wood breaking.
That crazy bastard!
They are barbarians! The barbarians have invaded!
“They are not barbarians, but Budaats!”
They said they were the ones who sold out the weak and young.
If so, you can kill him.
The spirits of the grassland within the tattoo also agreed with Agee’s anger.
bang-! bang-!
Kwasik-!
Otar’s axe attacks were rampant through the gap that Age destroyed.
Shoara’s soldiers waiting behind them also swallowed their saliva at the sight of the two men breaking down the solid door with simple violence.
“You can enter now.”
Gregory smiled without even realizing it, seeing how simple and ignorant he was, yet so efficient.
Sometimes in life, you need something refreshing like this.
“Then let’s go now…”
Gregory looked at Vlad as if it was time, but the boy who should have been there had already run out in front of him.
“Move!”
Vlad’s entire body began to glow, with his left eye tightly closed.
“······!”
“this!”
Fast and strong momentum.
Otar and Age quickly dodged out of the way as it looked like a bolt of lightning was coming towards them.
Quang!
The door, which was barely able to maintain its shape, was torn to pieces by Vlad’s strong charge.
However, even from the harsh impact of breaking down the door, Ramund’s rigid body technique clearly protected Vlad.
“We’re in!”
“Stop it! Stop it!”
Vlad’s sword flashed among the bone decorations lying everywhere.
Although I handed over the headless man to the voice, my hands will be enough for you.
“You bastards!”
A shining world began to gush out from the fingertips of Vlad, who had wiped away Anna’s black tears.
The sadness and frustration felt in the fog-filled town were absorbed into the boy’s world and became a great foundation.
Thus, the world that Vlad now radiates was a world that was so firmly established that it could not be compared to before.
“Go in!”
“Everyone enter!”
Age and Otar quickly followed Vlad, and under Gregory’s instructions, Shoara’s soldiers began to storm into the Black Bear’s base.
The breath and swear words emanating from the organization members and soldiers began to fill the space that could be described as wide, if not wide, in the lobby.
“Listen!”
There were people who stood in the way, but they were cut down.
Thus, Vlad created an area where no one dared to attack, took out the command he was holding in his arms, and shouted loudly.
“I am Vlad of Shoara! “I’m here to arrest the black bear that disturbed the city’s order!”
A scroll falls down with a single gesture from Vlad.
At the bottom of the scroll was the emblem of Josef, the rightful ruler of Shoara.
“Murder! fraud! Human trafficking! And even the crime of deceiving the owner of a noble city!”
It shines because it is at the forefront.
Because it is just, it is more confident than anyone else.
Therefore, everyone here had no choice but to listen to Vlad’s voice.
“Black bear, come in front of me right now!”
The only response to Vlad’s abstract order, which was like a declaration, was heavy silence.
Because no one could make an excuse to the knight who came with a legitimate order.
“Damn it.”
“······Holy shit.”
I know that if I get caught anyway, I will be put to death.
However, unlike One-Armed Jack’s men, Black Bear’s men could not easily approach Vlad.
“Anyone who will disturb me from now on. “I will kill everyone.”
A small aura was blooming between Vlad’s left eye, which was closed.
Now there was a knight here who could read commands without anyone’s help.
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Ouch!
help me! Please save me!
Screams echoing down the stairs.
They were the black bear’s subordinates who were skilled at killing and cutting up things, but when they were attacked, they only howled loudly.
“······.”
Vlad quietly climbed the stairs, following the path that Age and Otar had opened for him.
With a presence as heavy as an expanded bowl, he stepped on the soggy blood and climbed upward.
“open it.”
Lastly, there were men guarding the boss’s room, but they only bowed like aspen trees at Vlad’s nod.
The knight’s duty, his own anger, and Vlad’s momentum were too much for a single gang member to handle.
Sigh-
When the boss’s room was opened at Vlad’s command, a black bear sitting inside was seen.
His pupils were constantly shaking and his forehead was wet even though it was winter, showing how nervous he was.
“welcome. “Lord Vlad.”
But Vlad’s gaze was not directed at the black bear.
A man standing up slowly, leaving himself behind.
He was wearing a white robes.
“······who are you?”
Vlad was momentarily taken aback by the unexpected appearance of the person, but soon became polite.
If the person in front of me was a priest who followed the will of God, as he seemed, I could not treat him carelessly, no matter how much of a knight he was.
Nobles and priests were taught that there were areas in which they could not interfere with each other.
“I am a person who left the church in Shoara following the bishop’s orders. “I heard there was a lost lamb here.”
Although his face was wrinkled, his face was full of shine.
He was the exact opposite of Andrew, the noblest priest he knew.
“I came here following Joseph’s orders. “The person standing next to the priest is a clear sinner…”
“The sinner is no longer here. “Lord Vlad.”
A truly reassuring smile.
The priest, with a smile full of kindness, immediately took out a piece of paper for Vlad.
“His sins were forgiven in the name of God.”
The black bear wiped his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief as if he had finally come to terms with the priest’s words.
“······.”
Vlad quietly looked at the paper the priest handed him.
The paper had just been printed and the vivid ink had not yet dried.
At the top of it was written the word indulgence.
