A Dragonslayer’s Peerless Regression – 338



Episode 338

The Pope’s sudden declaration of a holy war.

Pierre’s face was filled with astonishment as he came to the chapel to become the owner of the Holy Grail.

‘Declaring a holy war? What the…!’

When a holy war is declared all power is centralized in the hands of the Pope.

In other words the Pope has the authority to decide on all matters without going through the parliament.

Pierre who was suddenly hit in the back of the head by the Pope stood up and shouted.

“The proclamation of the temple! What is this now!”

The Pope spoke with a solemn expression towards Pierre who was screaming.

“Chairman Pierre must be aware of the current situation. Ahead the Orc army is advancing while destroying the cities of the Holy Kingdom and behind the Emperor is using this as an excuse to lead the Imperial Army. In this situation it is only right to declare a holy war and prepare for it.”

Pierre was taken aback when Beatrice who always seemed like a country girl who had just come to Seoul suddenly scolded him in a solemn voice.

‘The Pope wouldn’t do something like this all of a sudden.’

Pierre glared at Jacques who was standing next to the Pope.

‘That Draker bastard must have tricked the Pope into doing this.’

I paid the full price with Orichalcum to obtain the Holy Grail but I never expected to be hit in the back of the head like this.

Pierre his face distorted shouted at the Pope.

“The proclamation of the temple is an important matter that requires the approval of the council! It is impossible for the Pope to make a decision on his own!”

The Pope nodded after hearing Pierre’s words.

“With the approval of the members of the National Assembly then I guess I can get it.”

Pierre narrowed his eyes at the Pope’s words.

For the Pope to proclaim a holy war a majority of the members of the House of Representatives had to agree and the number of members who could approve a holy war could never exceed a majority.

‘Are you really crazy because you’re possessed by Drake?’

Just then the chapel door opened roughly and someone came inside.

Pierre and the council members were shocked when they confirmed his identity.

‘Baord?’

A man with a solid rock-like appearance wearing armor engraved with the shield symbolizing the Arch Paladin.

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As he appeared the Paladins lined up around him became tense and straightened their postures.

Baord walked slowly across the chapel towards the podium where the Pope and Zeke were.

He knelt on one knee and took a pose before the Pope.

Then he clenched his fists placed them in front of his chest and opened his mouth toward the Pope.

“Your Majesty the Pope I the humble servant of God Baal have been ordered to come here.”

Pierre as well as all the members of the chapel were shocked by Baord’s remark.

The Arch Paladin Baord has completely gone over to the Pope’s side.

Pierre whose heart was in a hurry shouted at Baord.

“Sir Bard! The Pope is now falling for the wicked tricks of the Draker and is about to do something reckless! We must immediately put the Pope to rest and help him regain his faithfulness!”

They say in words that they must find faithfulness but in reality they are calling for the Pope to be locked up.

Other members of the National Assembly also joined in and shouted in agreement with Chairman Pierre’s instigation.

“Chairman Pierre is right! We must immediately suspend the Pope and expel Drake from the Holy Land!”

The lawmakers shouted and cursed with distorted faces to protect their power.

Then Baord who had been quiet took a step forward.

Then he took out the sword he had on his back.

As he held his sword and concentrated his strength a strong halo of light spread throughout the chapel.

As the light of the Holy Spirit symbolizing the realm of the Arch Paladin emanated from Baord’s sword the swearing council members gradually became quiet.

‘That guy Baord…’

Pierre ground his teeth as he watched the other council members who had been agreeing with him fall silent at the sight of Baal’s holy appearance.

Baord stepped forward onto the stage holding a sword that radiated light.

Then he glared at the lawmakers and shouted.

“You parasites who cling to the religious order to satisfy your own selfish desires! For the honor of His Holiness the Pope I Arch Paladin Barod Corbaccio will execute you in the name of God!”

The council members were startled and shouted at Baord’s words.

“Lord Baord! What do you mean!”

“Apologize now! Even for an Arch Paladin this is crossing the line!”

“I have lived only by faith! How insulting!”

Then Zeke stood next to Baord and took something out of his bosom.

It was a document densely filled with something.

He looked at the documents and began reading them out loud.

“Cardinal Pickel who attempted to make an unjust request with a box of gold bars. Bishop Paolo who attempted to make an unjust request with the embezzled treasures of the Holy Land.”

Zick rattled off the names of the congressmen and the bribes they had given him.

The congressmen’s faces turned pale whenever their names were mentioned.

As Zeke rattled off the vices of the congressmen Pierre felt something was off.

‘The other members of the National Assembly also asked him for a favor?’

The lawmakers who were initially surprised when their names were called also felt something strange.

‘uh?’

‘no way?’

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Jacques promised to hand over the Holy Grail not only to Pierre but to all the members of the Holy Nation and demanded all of their wealth in return.

In their greed to become the owners of the Holy Grail and seize power in the Holy Land the council members were deceived into participating in today’s chapel ceremony without speaking to each other.

It was the result of Zigg exploiting the greedy nature of the Sungguk lawmakers to set a trap.

The last name Zeke called was Chairman Pierre.

“I made an illicit request in exchange for two orichalcum crowns the export of which was prohibited in the Holy Land.”

“Yes Inooom!”

Pierre realized that he had been completely outmaneuvered by Zig and screamed in anger.

“This is a conspiracy! No this is an act of blasphemy against God! Lord Barod! Lock the Pope in the tower immediately and arrest and detain Zeke Draker! I will punish you severely and find out the truth! If you do not follow my orders as the chairman you will be considered a participant in this heresy and will be punished together!”

When his own shortcomings were exposed Pierre was left with nothing to see.

Then Baord shouted pointing his sword at them.

“They are scoundrels who used the wealth of the Holy Land to fill their own bellies. Catch them!”

The Paladins lined up moved at Baord’s words.

Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!

The chapel was already filled with paladins belonging to the Golden Dawn Order.

The council members shouted as the Paladins tried to force them away.

“Hey you guys! Do you know who I am!”

“Let go of this right now!”

That was when.

Whoosh whoosh!

Flames burst out from the robe that Chairman Pierre was wearing.

The divine magic of the sun filled with strong energy enveloped his body.

The reason Pierre was able to become the chairman and hold the Holy Nation of Baadoka in his hands was not only because of his political power but also because his divine magic was far stronger than that of the priests.

Pierre shouted breathing fire at the approaching Paladins.

“Look at this! The sun god is protecting me and proving my innocence!”

Pierre shouted glaring at the Pope standing on the podium.

“This rascal was pretending to be innocent and hiding his claws!”

Pierre hurled a fireball at the podium where the Pope was.

A huge fireball comparable to a 5th circle magic flew towards the Pope at high speed.

Beatrice reached out her hand toward the fireball Pierre had thrown without any fear.

Whoosh whoosh!

Pierre’s fireball disappeared without a trace in front of Beatrice.

Pierre opened his mouth wide when he saw that.

“Uh how?”

In an instant flames burst out from Beatrice’s body creating a fireball resembling the sun above her head.

Whoosh whoosh!

A true representative of the sun god with the sign of the sun.

Beatrice was not some weak ignorant country nun.

Pierre realizing her true power collapsed to the floor.

‘It was all planned.’

The very act of reacting to the rumors about the Holy Grail had already led them into complete entanglement.

Pierre looked at Zeke Draker who was looking down at him.

He clenched his molars.

“You! You ruined everything!”

Pierre’s sincerity flared again. He felt he had to vent his surging anger somewhere.

Flames burst out from his body and a huge fireball flew towards Zeke at high speed.

Kwakwakwakwa!

It was a more powerful force than the flame magic cast by a 6th circle wizard.

Zig who had been watching Pierre’s actions grabbed Roland and raised the Blade of Purification.

Woohoo!

A golden aura spread out around.

He jumped into the air and slashed at the fireball Pierre had created.

Hurrrurruruk―

The fireball struck by the sword shattered into pieces leaving only embers that fell to the surrounding area.

Pierre’s fear only grew as the fireball he had created with all his might shattered into pieces.

‘Zeke Draker. The youngest Red Knight.’

He too knew how strong Drake’s knights were. He just forgot.

Zeke stood before Pierre with his sword in hand.

He looked down at Pierre and said:

“Chairman Pierre. Will you confess your sins?”

When Zeke held up his sword with a golden aura and told Pierre to confess his sins Pierre looked to everyone like a sinner who had committed a wicked act.

Pierre realized with certainty that he had fallen into the trap set by Zeke.

He had fallen into a trap of his own pushed aside by Zeke in a political scheme he had been so confident in.

He looked up at Zig helplessly and said.

“…what will you do with me?”

“God will punish you appropriately for your sins.”

Pierre smiled bitterly at those words.

“God will punish my sins…”

Pierre looked up at Zeke and said.

“No one can punish me.”

At that moment Pierre tore the teleportation scroll from his arms and tried to escape from here.

Since the scroll of movement magic was so rare it was only possible to use the ones found in ancient ruins or reprocessed in the Magic Tower or Nirvana so it was enough of an unexpected move.

Pierre had carried this with him at all times ever since he heard news of the Orc Legion but he never expected that he would ever actually use it.

Anyway for now I was planning to teleport away and retreat.

But there was something he overlooked.

Phage phage phage!

Pierre’s body which was trying to teleport through space began to break into strange pieces.

“Huh huh?”

As he tried to tear the scroll Zeke immediately took off his gloves and used a magic sealing technique.

As the teleportation was activated the magical power was blocked and the spatial magic that was trying to transfer Pierre’s body was reversed.

“Kkaaaaaaah!”

Pierre’s whole body was twisted with blood pouring out of his wounds.

The teleportation spell was completely canceled and something fell to the ground.

A bizarrely shaped lump of flesh presumed to be Pierre wriggled and then fell flat.

Zeke looked down at Pierre’s traces with cold eyes.

The shocking death of Pierre who held the most power caused the deputies to fall to their knees.

Beatrice spoke to them under the blazing sun.

“You corrupt people who commit corruption and fulfill your selfish desires in the name of God. Do you approve of the proclamation of the holy war?”

The council members trembled and banged their heads on the floor as they heard the Pope’s majestic voice.

“I approve!”

“Of course Your Majesty!”

If they refused to give permission it seemed as if the blazing sun would burn them at any moment.

The Pope spoke to Baal.

“I command in the name of the representative of God to imprison them and confiscate their ill-gotten wealth and distribute it to the naked and hungry people.”

After Baord put his hands together and prayed to the Pope he mobilized the Paladins to lead the trembling council members out.

It was a sudden arrest of the corrupt high-ranking priests who had been plaguing the Holy Land of Baadoka for a long time.

The Paladins who heard this news a little late couldn’t help but be bewildered.

With all the priests who had been watching over them now in prison they had only one choice.

They were forced to bow their heads to the Pope and offer her their swords.

The Pope smiled kindly at them and said:

“Your sins will be judged by God through this temple.”

The Paladins had no choice but to join the battle against the Orcs weeping at the Pope’s words.

A few days later the entire kingdom of Baadoka was turned upside down and the Orc army finally appeared.

The Orc legions expected that Baadoka would tremble in fear like the other cities before them.

But their expectations were completely off the mark.

“Kuaaaah!”

Fully armed Paladins charged madly towards the Orc legion.