亚欧美另类色综合

Chapter 149 - A Certain Mission of a Missionary (Side: Ringus)

Ringus, a missionary, that came from the country of Riveras to the Fage territory.

He had rented the living room of the elder Roube’s house in the Fage territory and was giving a speech on this day.

Fifteen people had come to listen.

No more people could enter the house of Roube.

He had to wait for the church to be completed before he could expand in size.

Sometimes they would make speeches outdoors, but when they did, it was really for publicity.

It’s just to encourage the residents who are tired of the unrest in the territory with sound words.

This time, the purpose is slightly different. There were a few reasons why it was difficult to do it outdoors.

“Thus, my homeland, Riveras, has been in a period of instability for hundreds of years leading up to recent years. The several divided Levi religion have been bickering without recognizing each other, and the longer the conflict has gone on, the deeper the conflict has become, and the true meaning of Levi-sama’s words has disappeared into the fog of the flow of time, becoming more and more ungraspable…… No one could collect anymore. Even though everyone, everyone wanted peace!”

Ringus called out to the residents while strongly raising his fist in the air.

Even though it was an event that took place far away from them, the residents were absorbed in the story with the passionate way in which Ringus spoke.

There were a few things that Ringus was consciously aware of when delivering his speeches.

One of them was to use small negative words and big positive words.

In this case, he was conscious of saying the word ‘peace’ out loud.

This is because in this way, the imprint of ‘talking about good things’ can be done very naturally.

This kind of method was a common practice in the Riveras country.

“In such a chaotic Riveras Country, the four saviors appeared! There was no consistency in their age, gender, or birth! They just had one thing in common: they heard Levi-sama’s prophecy in a dream and had his crest engraved on their bodies!”

When Ringus spoke, the residents gasped in surprise and gulps.

Some of them had heard this story a few times, but it was still shocking no matter how many times they heard it.

After all, it is said in the mythology of the Dinrat Kingdom that all four major creation gods, including Levi, were destroyed by Kudor.

It’s not only a surprise to those who participated in the speech indoors for the first time today, but also a look of confusion on their faces.

Since he has been preaching about the state of people and their attitude toward the unreasonableness of the world without any religious affiliation, it’s not surprising that he is resistant to the idea.

However, he would not allow his followers, whom Ringus had carefully cultivated, to disturb the atmosphere.

“The four of them were initially marginalized as being an emerging faction created for profit. However, using the power they borrowed from Levi-sama, they quickly brought together the religion of the Riveras Country that had been branching out! They would soon be called the Four Great Priests, and one of them, Lord Sartelia, became the new Pope! With this, the Riveras Country has been restored to normal!”

The residents who were sitting in their chairs stood up together and clapped.

The newcomers, caught by the repeaters, also stood up and joined in the applause, though they were confused.

It’s times like these that enclosed spaces come in handy.

Ringus was now in a position where he could do whatever he wanted with little suspicion.

The reason why the drought-ridden Fage territory has managed so far is largely because the alchemy division is using magic to generate water and distribute it to the people of the territory.

Even if it’s not enough, it’s much better than nothing.

The reason why Icarus, the leader of the Alchemy Division, is rapidly increasing his power after this territory became unstable is also because he is replenishing the water to the country.

Ringus, who was good at water magic, also cooperated with this, and thanks to that, he succeeded in establishing deep roots in the Fage territory.

This is because even if he doesn’t directly say it out loud, he can make the people of the territory look at his good mood by flickering the priority of water rationing.

So even if they didn’t really mean it, there were many who rubbed up against Ringus, thinking it was better to be friendly.

(This is good…… Everythings going fine. As long as the rain clouds are stopped, my position in Fage territory is unassailable. As long as the church is completed, we can proceed with my plans all at once.)

Ringus felt dizzy when he heard that Nalgarn, the core of the plan to seal off the territory, had been defeated.

The person who planted the magic circle on Nalgarn was Penrath, the sage of the Kingdom of Riveras, who was caged in a prison for his devotion to bio-magic.

Ever since he was engraved with Levi’s crest, he had contributed greatly to the unification of the religion by creating many biological weapons, and now he had become one of the four great priests.

His spirit of inquiry is stronger than his religious beliefs, and that hasn’t changed even now that he’s become one of the Four Great Priests. He is a researcher to the core.

Regenerative Nalgarn was feared in the Land of Riveras as the “Immortal Many-headed Dragon”, and was even said to be Penrath the Wise’s masterpiece.

Ringus swore deeply in his heart that he would surely tear those little brats to pieces for not knowing anything about it and for being so narrow-minded with it.

Ringus had no idea how far Abel was right about what he was saying, but the magic of the Country of Riveras, which had grown up in the midst of the conflict, was first class.

There was no way a kid could lecture from above with a quick glance against the magicians of Penrath the Wise, the pinnacle of the art.

The one who is wrong, of course, is that kid.

Nalgarn’s death must have been some kind of accident.

Or so Ringus had concluded.

But it had to be eerie, and from what he had heard, it couldn’t have been a total coincidence.

In order to nip this uneasiness in the bud, I’ve decided to have Hamelin dispose of both the Private Army and the others.

There was no reason to kill the members of the Private Army.

However, as long as they took Hamelin out and took him by surprise at the place they aimed at, the fact that there were people who were pulling the strings behind the scenes might be brought to light.

It was a sacrifice to treat Abel’s death as a war death due to contact with a wild magic beast.

It was supposed to be, but they all came back alive easily.

He was troubled. he also wondered if it would be better to retreat.

The stress was causing him to lose his health, and even the residents were worried that he had suddenly aged.

However, he has succeeded in establishing deep roots in the territory.

He is very close to achieving his goal.

In order to go along with the will of Levi, the god that Ringus believed in, it was necessary to seize the Fage territory at all costs.

This was a trial, a wave that could be overcome, Ringus told himself.

The weather, the people of the territory, and the lord, were all under control.

Even the sorcerer Icarus, who has been staying in this land for many years, would be able to drag the territory down in an interesting way if he flashed his interests in front of him, which would cause the residents to be worried.

There will eventually be a conflict of interest, but we can erase them before that happens.

The problem is Abel, a genius that has suddenly fallen and sprung up.

There is a way that is to defeat Abel, but in the unlikely event that he escapes, our identity will be fully exposed.

If that happens, all the trust I’ve worked so hard to build up with the residents will result to nothing.

I want to make this a last resort as much as possible.

Weather manipulation through large-scale wards in Nalgarn, crop disease demons, bringing in demonic plants, and other internal manipulations.

The reason we have gone to such lengths to confine the Fage Kingdom is because we want to establish a base for the Riveras Country within the Dinrat Kingdom.

It’s also a loose rule that doesn’t provoke and alarm the country.

The mountain range that separates the borders is an obstacle to the invasion of the Dinrat Kingdom from the Country of Riveras.

Therefore, the ultimate goal is to religiously control the territory outside the borders, and eventually build a stronghold for the soldiers to rest in.

This was the mission that Levi, the water god, had given to the Rivers Country.

We absolutely can’t screw it up. That’s why we’ve set things up so excessively so far.

(We must restrain our ineptitude and delay our plans…… Sooner or later, we will have to cut off the exchange between the Fage territory and the Dinrat Kingdom by some means again. In a way that we can avoid interference from that sorcerer Abel or something……)

As long as I control the weather, my position is unassailable.

Just in the long run. If I want, if I can kill a few sorcerers, that’s enough to jump up the importance of Ringus in the Fage territory.

And then, he heard the noise of the residents from outside.

Ringus casually looked at the window behind him.

He had closed the curtains to create a sense of enclosure, but he noticed that it was darker outside for the time.

If he listened carefully, he could also hear the faint sound of rain.

“What an unpleasant weather. Looks like there’s going to be heavy rain……”

Without thinking, he said that, and then was shocked as if he had been hit in the head with a hammer.

“Wha-!? Rain!? Huh!?”

The room, which had maintained a stern atmosphere, began to make a ruckus at Ringus’ statement.

“I, it’s raining he said!” “It’s true, it’s dark out there!”

“Ringus-san, I’m going to take a look at it!”

“M, me too……”

They all ran out one after another with their faces full of hope.

Ringus stood alone in a daze, but then he came to himself and ran out of the house.

He looked at the sky and was surprised.

Clouds were about to come rushing in from all directions.

“W, why! Why…… no way! Why!”

The rain comes down in drops and pours down.

It grows more and more powerful, and those around them flee for their homes, shouting in joy.

Ringus just stood there alone in the pouring rain.

When he got to his knees without strength, his knees were badly stained with mud.

“………… Why”

With a pop, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

“Wow, it’s amazing. This must be thanks to the missionary who prayed to the water god or something! Now, let’s hurry up and get back to Roube-san’s house……”

Hahaha, the young man of the residents smiled pleasantly.

It was too lightly said, and it neatly stroked the nerves of Ringus, who was in an extreme state.

“There’s no way that’s possible!?”

His eyes bleed and he grabs the collar and lifts it up while strangling it.

“mi-, mi-, missionary-san…… St-, stop, I can’t breathe……”

Slamming the young man to the ground, Ringus gasps.

“Hah…… hah…… sh*t, why, why is this happening!”

Ringus bit his own index finger to control his anger.

Blood seeped through, the second joint sounded like it was shattering, and the pain was intense.

Still, he didn’t stop biting. For all that pain, he somehow managed to regain his composure.

He stares at the church under construction in the distance and tells himself.

(I’ve come to build the church…… I can do it…… if I have this much of a foundation, I can do it. Calm down, unlike the Country of Riveras, they are all peaceful idiots. I’m going to have to make our faith last. Even Abel can be coaxed into a random confrontation without resorting to direct confrontation. If the education of the residents is a bit more advanced, we can even lead them out by badgering them…… as long as we can connect them with their faith, there’s plenty of time to do so).