It’s Over!

“In a word, the republic is already ruined. There is no possibility of recovery.”

After hearing my words, Mr. Robert guided me and Rocca, saying that he would let me meet the apprentice without showing much thought. The republic is now out of control, he says.

“Because I, as the only director, is now the second in command of the republic. All of those taller than me, except for one apprentice, crossed the gate and escaped into the Empire.”

“Then why didn’t you run away?”

Rocca intervened and asked. As if offended by being called uncle, Mr. Robert pulled out a cigarette and bit it. After spewing smoke once, he continued.

“Even if I don’t run away, there’s nothing left for me anyway.”

He seemed really offended, even spitting out cigarette smoke towards Rocca.

He took a handful of salt from the millstone that Roca was carrying and purified the smoke that was flying. He patted the floor with his tail as if annoyed, then made another handful of salt and sprinkled it on Mr. Robert this time.

“The girl is quite charismatic. I also had a wife with a dirty temper like the lady.”

As if it certainly worked, Mr. Robert smoked this time towards the empty side. Those eyes changed vaguely, as if recalling something.

“I went to the Calderan Mountains to go flower viewing with other wives and children. He said he was invited to the villa of someone who wondered if it was Mrs. Catherine or something, and I went to a flower viewing with the kids and got a poop. Missing, but I know. He was probably dead.”

“Ah… I’m sorry.”

“Still, I feel a little relieved when I tell you this once.”

He shook his head violently, as if trying to shake off something invisible.

“A dog year. He made me so hard even while I was alive, and he won’t let me go even if I die. Why is it that you break my heart so much…”

After a moment of silence, he spoke again.

“Rolling like a dog, I thought I had come to the point where I wouldn’t be ignored by anyone, but I was wrong. The Demon King… Grimudo ignored us all. I didn’t even care It means that once you get what you have, you don’t want to save any more.”

“Who in the world can be free from his ignorance?”

I sighed.

“It’s just the difference between far and near.”

As I continued to sprinkle salt like that, I saw a large building. It was big, but it was empty. This once splendid place gave off a chilly atmosphere as it had only been touched by humans for a few days. It is said that the old building this size was originally the Citadel Congress, the center of the Citadel Republic.

“It’s a parliament where all the lawmakers have run away.”

The owners of this place are no longer left except for one apprentice, but that doesn’t mean he uses this large building alone.

Small meeting rooms, once full of chairs and furnishings, were empty, and the marble floor was covered with blankets. From above, people who looked like patients groaned, and people in priest’s uniforms ran down the hallways.

“They…”

“These are the people who serve the god Aldehir. Since the Kingdom of God excommunicated the Republic at least once, there are currently no parishes stationed on the territory of the Republic. Of course, there were discussions going on to rebuild the parish of Valles, but before a decision was made… bang! You will know if you don’t tell me next time.”

Is it easy to take out but difficult to put back in? If that is the case, it means that there is not even a high priest of the Tritheism in this city.

There may be a few rank priests or monks, but it would be impossible for them to control the situation on their own.

“Let me use that salt.”

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Mr. Robert picked up a handful of salt and sprinkled it all over the hall. When salt was added, the volcanic ash particles floating inside the conference hall were purified and disappeared. Power is good for this.

Because it’s made by me, I can freely define the category of pollution.

Of course, that doesn’t mean anything happens when you designate a person as filth and sprinkle salt on them to purify them. I tried it against Grimudo, but it didn’t do any damage to him, except that it only eliminated the erosion ability of the Dark Souls.

Even without such a thing, Grimudo is strong, and in fact, it has done nothing. It worked a little for the blood god Atorije, but it didn’t touch the essence.

“Collock! Cool! Haha, I think I’m going to live a little now. Thank you. Is that by any chance a priest?”

A priest who was coughing came up to us. He opened his mouth, pointing to the people lying there.

There were a lot of patients, such as people who were lying down complaining of a rash, as if volcanic ash had irritated their skin, people who were gasping for breath, people who closed their eyes and complained of pain, and people who only muttered that they had a sore throat.

“Then please help me. I will repay you later at the school level.”

“Cardinal. He’s here to take down the Phoenix.”

“I beg your pardon? I’m sorry, I heard a lot of loud noises, but I can’t hear well these days.”

it could be. Actually, what I’m going to do must be so absurd.

You didn’t hear it wrong. Because I’m really here to do it.

Are you a cardinal by the way? I wondered if I had heard it wrong.

Beside him, Mr. Robert nodded, notarizing his identity. Oh my God, I had heard that Alderhirism was the most open among the five major denominations on the continent, but I never expected to meet someone who would become a cardinal like this.

“Are you going to take down the Phoenix…? What the hell is the plan?”

“I intend to use a miracle that can only be used three times in a lifetime.”

“A miracle… are you going to borrow the power of God? But no matter how much divine power…”

He who introduced himself as Omen, a cardinal of the Aldehirs, continued with hesitation.

“It’s profane, but isn’t it that you’re underestimating Phoenix?”

“It’s difficult, but that’s the only way. Because these many people will not be able to evacuate to the Empire through the gates.”

If there was an alternative, I wouldn’t have come here even with Roca. But the gate is not an alternative.

It is a transmission gate that connects here, the islands, and Grantera. I heard that the larger the size, the more the amount of magic crystals consumed increases exponentially.

That is why the gate is so narrow that even a single wagon can pass through and people have to line up to get in. Because no one involved in making the gate took into account the situation in which all citizens of the Citadel Republic were fleeing to the Empire through the gate.

There are a lot of people who are left without being able to escape even by boat, but that gate is not enough.

“Even if you evacuate, Kulok, it doesn’t mean anything.”

At that moment, a voice close to a moan was heard from a corner. His whole body was so charred that he couldn’t distinguish the features for a moment. He was such a miserable patient.

“If a volcano erupts… it will all be over. The difference between dying now or a little later… Cool! it’s just Now, now, the end is near.”

“Thomas William of the Land Development Bureau. Originally, he was working on selecting land for development and finding ore veins, but his hobby is volcanic research, so he is an unusual friend who was studying Calderan volcanoes.”

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Mr. Robert murmured a little and explained who he was.

“As a guide, I went to the volcano with the masters, and came back as a well-done steak. Right now, I am only holding on to my lifeline with divine power.”

When he opened his mouth, as if thirsty, he looked for water. So, I pointed to the floor and used a miracle. It’s fortunate that this place is on the first floor, otherwise the floor would have been punctured and all the water would have poured down.

“Fountain, spring water…”

“Clean water! Clean water!”

In the murmuring that was heard, a fountain gushed through the marble floor. Mr. Thomas tried to drink water from the fountain, but was stopped by an Aldehir priest.

Instead, he took a gourd, filled it with water, and brought the gourd to his mouth.

“Oh my gosh!”

“Uh, how is that possible?”

His neck was trembling, and the moment the water ran down his throat, his skin, which had already changed color, began to return to its original state.

It regained its original color and turned white, and the smell of burning meat from the body began to fade. Although there was no choice but to the soot that had already been buried, the body no longer needed the help of divine power.

“Paha, I think I’m going to live now.”

After a while he realized the efficacy of the spring water and jumped.

“It’s not like I’m going to live… I really did! I live!”

Robert’s gaze changed as he watched him run wild.

“He wasn’t the only one who brought up Phoenix for nothing, to save a dying person. I did not know that the divine power could be so strong. Are you like a pope of a small sect? If that’s true, I apologize for the rudeness I’ve been up to. No, I apologize.”

“Right now, the protocol is not important. Rather…”

When I saw a man named Thomas, I opened my mouth.

“Mr. Thomas?”

“Ah, sir, sir. How am I supposed to say thank you…”

“I will only accept greetings. Rather, I want to continue listening to what you said earlier.”

He said he was an expert on volcanoes, so I couldn’t help but ask.

“What do you mean it’s all over when a volcano erupts?”

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