I Became a Soul Eater

He was watching Wither through alter ego 2. As soon as I left the Marquis Castle, I went to a small inn in the corner of the city.

At first, it was late today, so I thought I was taking a day off. However, Wither was proposing to the innkeeper to join Countess Akasha.

That said, it wasn’t even if the innkeeper’s talent seemed outstanding. He did have above average talent. However, if you ask me if I have enough talent to recruit, I don’t know.

However, the moment the inn maid appeared, her thoughts changed. The spirit of the maid was quite outstanding. It’s not that rare talent, but it will enter the range of genius. If that’s the case, it’s worth recruiting. The next day, Wither successfully recruited the innkeeper. The condition was to build a new inn in the Akasha estate.

At the Marquis of Illivad’s suggestion, I decided to stay at the Marquis’s castle for a few more days. It was because the Marquis was worried that the disease might recur because the young lady was still sick from the outside.

In the meantime, Wither continued to recruit people. The people who gathered were diverse. A man who was the butler of a fallen baron, a maid who worked for the Illivad Marquess, a retired carpenter with an injured arm, an unemployed graduating from Illivad Academy, a ruined merchant, a veteran soldier, etc. These were people who seemed to be there. And the talent that seemed like a soul was useful enough to be between a young and a talented person.

On the day of finally leaving the Marquess of Illivad, Wither was waiting at the entrance of the city like a ghost.

“Did you recruit a lot of talent?”

“Yes, it was a satisfactory signing. I have put in a request so that they can gather soon and come to our manor.”

When asked pretending not to know, Wither answered simply.

“Right.”

When I nodded like that and didn’t ask more, Wither became restless.

“Aren’t you asking who they recruited?”

“I believe we recruited the people we need.”

Of course, I’ve seen everything, so I’m not asking. However, with a thrilled face, Wither lowered his head.

“You won’t regret it.”

Well, even if I had brought a bunch of strange guys, I wouldn’t have regretted it. In fact, the strangest guy is Wei.

The way back was just as peaceful as it was on the way back. On the way back, I helped Argin sparring instead of Jake. As Argin accompanied him this time, something changed drastically.

First of all, the attitude towards me has completely changed. Of course, it wasn’t bad before either. If he had been a benefactor or master’s master before, now he expressed his feelings of admiration to the point of being a little excessive.

After sparring a few times, it peaked. Argin’s skills are still no match for me in any way.

Still, the reason why I sparred was to show various swordsmanship. There are few people on the continent who can use more diverse swordsmanship than me. no, maybe not

I can use almost all known swordsmanships from the eastern and western continents. Of course, the period of practice itself is not long, so it is not mature.

Even so, even if it was just this much experience, it would be of great help to Argin. Argyn has great talent. No matter how bad you are, you will become a master. With luck and hard work, even more is possible.

Even if you show the same swordsmanship a few times, Argin quickly adapts and moves instinctively to block it. that is a genius I can’t compare to a fake genius like me.

After all, it’s not bad that such a genius shows loyalty. I thought for a while that I should make up my mind and collect such children, but I gave up. First of all, it was annoying and I had no idea how many problems would arise if I thought about becoming a territory with about 10 master-level knights.

When I returned to the manor, Dorby greeted me with snake eyes. It would be a situation where you want to say something but can’t say it openly.

“Did your trip go well?”

It was Dorby who asked in a slightly sarcastic way.

“You know what you are asking?”

I learned that it is polite to answer sarcasm with a sarcasm. Dorby didn’t shake more than I thought.

“Your Majesty must have been very disappointed.”

“I don’t think I did anything to disappoint you.”

Dorby came out surprisingly straightforward. I didn’t receive any words from the emperor, and I have no reason to act like the emperor’s vassal. And it was Dorby’s idea that he would have been disappointed, and it wasn’t something the emperor himself said.

“Would His Majesty be satisfied if I unleashed the wrath of the Guardian Spirit on Hussen?”

Dorby didn’t answer. Dorby’s face turned a little red. Obviously, that was not the emperor’s will. Because the current emperor is a person close to the wise king. I passed Dorby and entered the mansion.

Yeongji’s appearance was changing every day. Requested more workers and materials at the top. At first, the project, which was intended to be just a mansion for me to live in, was getting bigger and bigger.

I had very little to do anyway. Most of the work was now handled by Wither. After about a week, the people whom Wither recruited arrived. I sent Dorby back.

I don’t feel much, but I don’t need it anymore. He didn’t like the idea of having the emperor’s nephew in the manor.

The people recruited by Wither quickly settled down in the territory. Most of them were manpower that was needed right away. Butlers, maids, and innkeepers all worked in my one-story house.

The rest of the workforce was arranged by Wither. Thanks to that, Wither became more comfortable. After sharing the work, Wither leisurely played and ate. It was to the point of doubting whether he recruited talented people to share the work he had to do.

If you leave the construction alone, it will be completed one by one, and with nothing to do, I decided to try the work I had been putting off.

At night when everyone was asleep, I created a new alter ego. Contrary to my concerns about what to do if little Germain was created, the created alter ego was still a soul.

‘Is my essence still a soul?’

Perhaps even if Germain’s body dies, I will become a soul again. Maybe so? Anyway, that’s how No. 4 was made.

The recoil that created the alter ego was not as great as expected. If you make an alter ego in the state of the soul, you just didn’t move for several months to adapt to your vision and thoughts.

It is impossible to do that even in a human state, so when I moved, it was not to the extent that I could not move. It would be difficult to move vigorously or use magic, but it seemed that there would be no problem in daily life.

Even if I can’t use swordsmanship or magic, I’m strong enough. How many powers do I have?

After months passed without incident, the mansion was finally completed. An inn and several other buildings were also being built quickly.

Finally living in a noble house, I and my vassals were very happy, and a small party was held in the manor.

But around that time, guests began to come to the manor. At first, he was a kind of duke. The Marquis of Illivad had sent a person after hearing that I could cure an incurable disease.

once rejected. They told me to come see me and fix it, but why do I have to go on such a troublesome business trip when I have nothing to regret? The vassal sent by the ducal family showed a very uncomfortable expression to the point of being rude. I was thinking of just killing him, but Wither stopped me, so I held back.

“It was going to happen.”

It was a wisdom that Wither had brought up after a long time. Wouldn’t he have killed it originally because this was supposed to happen?

“There are many people to come.”

“It’s annoying”

“Still, there is nothing wrong with giving people grace.”

That’s it. There would be no harm done by giving favors to various nobles.

After the duke’s envoy passed away, many noble families sent people. Some of them came directly from patients. After a simple treatment, they were delighted and left a lot of money. Wither was delighted that the estate’s income had increased, but I remember seeing a similar scene a long time ago. It was never a pleasant memory.

decided to stop treatment. I won’t let anyone use me to create a religion, but it’s good to be vigilant.

When I stopped treatment like that, I had time again and made No. 5. Except for number 1, all others were scattered. No. 2 was moving on a line not too far away, sending Nos. 4 and 5 far.

Almost all of the previously planned projects have now been completed. It looked a bit like Youngji now. It still had a small population, but it didn’t matter. Some of the talents that Wither had brought were educating the children of the territory.

I asked Wither to find a job that would allow the villagers to live on their own. I said I wouldn’t starve to death, I didn’t say I’d feed them for free. Even though most of them are elderly people without a large labor force, there are things they can do.

“I have a decent job.”

The answer came very easily, as if prepared.

“Something?”

“Raspberries grow quite a lot in the estate. I’m thinking of dipping it into alcohol and selling it.”

Good idea. If that’s the case, even old people and children will be able to do it. It’s not going to be mass-produced, so it’ll be fine.

“Brewing requires skill too?”

“Wouldn’t the Count tell you about that?”

what has this happened to me? Of course you know the art of brewing. Among the alter egos wandering the continent, there was one who stole and learned brewing techniques. My eyes were a little strange, so Wither looked away and looked away.

“I get it. Put in contact at the top so that we can build brewing equipment.”

There’s nothing I can’t tell you because it’s helpful to my estate anyway. After a few days of direct labor, he wrote down the know-how necessary for the brewing process.

Even though it seems like I’m just playing and eating, I’m working hard. They also produce subspace items that are delivered every few months, and are also conducting research on Inclonius magic.

Of course, dozens of subspace items are made in advance, so there is nothing to make for several years, and Inclonius’s research is done with other alter egos, so it often looks like he’s just absent-mindedly, so it’s a little misunderstood, but I don’t want anyone to harm me just because I’m playing a little. Isn’t that what giving

While spending another few months of peace like that, an emergency was caught in the manor. The mercenaries, including Zizac, who seemed to play and eat more than me, sounded the alarm. It was the first time since the alarm at the guard post was installed.

After sending No. 1 to see what was going on, I realized that something had finally come. An army carrying the flag of the Divinity Church was advancing into the territory. If you look at the few souls that come before you, they are on the level of the Heretic Inquisitor.

“This crazy, I quit in advance because I was afraid of this…”

I swear and went outside. It’s not something that can be solved with a few mercenaries. Jake, who was sweating with Argin at the training ground, was already out.

“Sir Jake, let’s go.”

“Yes, lord.”

I met Wither while taking Jake.

“The Heretic Judges of the Divinity Church are coming. Do you know anything about the current situation?”

Wither’s face turned white.

“Now, I don’t know.”

Even Wither didn’t know. So, isn’t it a bigger case than I thought? I thought maybe the goal wasn’t me, but maybe it was just passing by.

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However, that expectation was spectacularly shattered.

“Earl Germain Akasha welcome the saint of the Divinity Church!”

The Heretic Judge, who stood at the head of thousands of troops, came to the front of the village and shouted. Did you come all the way to the saint to kill me? Although there is an archbishop, in reality the first person in the church is a saint or a saint. Usually, they appear alternately, but it seems that a saint was born in this era.

I stepped forward alone. If that army pushes in, all living things in the Akasha county will disappear today. Of course, I have no intention of dying.

“I am Count Germain Akasha.”

The heretic judge’s gaze coldly scanned me. He’s a cheeky guy. Should I tell you what happened to the Heretic Judges who met me in the past?