I’m Going to Destroy this Country

In fact, there was a shadow secretly watching Isaac.

‘Damn Isaac Eshua…!’

It was none other than Count Molech.

He couldn’t stand the sight of the Blue, grinding his teeth.

-So you’ve been ignoring the Blue like that. What kind of situation is this?

-The Blue team that you cut down won the king at the Gold Pentagon, so he’s become a laughingstock for a long time.

Damn it!

After the Gold Pentagon, the Molech family became a laughingstock in an instant.

They were ignored in social circles, and the nobles and family heads who followed them were quietly cutting ties with them.

Moreover, even when he went to apologize to the head of the Blue House, saying he was sorry and asking to be accepted back, what kind of treatment did he receive?!

-They say even if a family falls, it lasts for 3 generations, but the Molech family probably won’t even last 3 years.

That crazy bastard put a curse on someone else’s family! Then I’ll put a curse on you the same way!

And originally, he had planned to curse Isaac at the Black Pentagon.

That was because machinations were already occurring here and there.

It was to interfere with the god selection.

It was unknown whether it was due to the powerful reward of the Black Pentagon or the honor of the families. But assassins were already being attached to rivals by each family.

No one knew who started it first. Moreover, it was questionable whether it was something that should happen in a priest exam, but they couldn’t just stupidly take the hit when other families drew their blades first.

And while pondering how to lay a hand on the Blue and take revenge…

-I’ll lend you some people, so take care of Isaac Eshua before the god selection.

-Wh-who are you?

-Wouldn’t it be a good deal for you too? The Gold doesn’t want Isaac Eshua to choose a god. If you take care of Isaac Eshua, you can score points with the Gold.

Yeah. Let’s take revenge with this.

Count Molech, who had an inkling of who the other party was, grinned.

And at this moment, Molech appeared in front of Isaac.

“You’re in a sorry state, Isaac Eshua.”

However, Isaac, who actually saw Molech, had a dumbfounded expression.

What the? What is it? Why are you appearing here?

Didn’t you betray the Blue and join the Gold, only to be humiliated and disappear?

No, well. Even if you don’t disappear, you’re not someone I would care about anyway. But I hoped those who tormented Nimshree would suffer.

But Count Molech raised his eyebrows as if he saw something he shouldn’t have when he saw Isaac, who had become a hedgehog.

“What’s this?”

…How can you turn into a cactus?

More importantly, is he really alive?

It was a gaze that seemed to ask if it wasn’t too much, but the assassins rather looked flustered. Honestly, they didn’t intend to stab him this much either.

-Oh no, it tickles! Is this all you’ve got! An honorable person of the Blue won’t die from just this!

No! Die! You’ll really die!

-That’s enough. This much is suffici…

-Hey. You want to be ripped apart? Stab more, you fucking assholes! You think the Blue will be satisfied with this? Huh?! If you’re scared of dying, stab a whole bunch at once!

Is this crazy bastard threatening to stab a whole bunch at once?

Grab him by the collar and threaten him!

In the end, when they drew a knife coated with poison instead of poisoned needles, Isaac immediately fell flat as if asking when he threatened them.

-Oh no, oh no, now the poison seems to be taking effect.

-…

It was doubtful whether it was really working, but seeing his lips turn blue, it seemed to have some effect.

“As expected of the Saintess’s child, it only worked after stabbing that much.”

“No wonder he’s a Blue brat.”

As expected, the bloodline of a direct descendant is terrifying.

“Shall we kill him?”

“Make sure there are no traces left. Make it look like the Fourteen Demons did it.”

At those words, Isaac, who was neatly clasping his hands and absorbing the poison, wriggled his eyebrows.

Hmm, what to do. He was in the middle of deliciously sucking the mana.

‘If I get up fine in this situation, I’ll be suspected.’

I’ll 100% be suspected of being a heretic.

[It’s fine. You’re already suspected of being a lunatic even without that.]

‘No matter what, there’s no way a priest can be fine with mana, right?’

[I’m telling you it’s fine because you’re already a cult leader? Since when did you act like a priest… Ack!]

Isaac choked Whisper’s neck as if telling it to shut up.

But then-

“Wait, this guy is moving!”

“What? He’s still moving? This crazy bastard…!”

The assassins looked at Isaac as if they were terrified.

“As expected, the direct bloodline of the Blue is different. The bloodline there is all monsters.”

“Tsk, can’t be helped. It’ll be troublesome even if he runs away.”

Isaac inwardly nodded as if that was it. Yes! So give up and hurry up and stab more poisoned nee…

“We have no choice but to cut off his legs.”

…You fucking bastards? What the hell?!

You bastards, stab poison! Leave the innocent legs alone!

“Hold down his torso. We need to butcher his body to make it look like the demon’s doing.”

No! My subordinate doesn’t have that kind of taste! You idiots!

To make it look like my subordinate, you have to cut off the head!

“We’ll cut off the head too.”

No, who said to really cut it off!

‘Damn it, they’re not even giving me time to eat poison, you bastards.’

In the end, as Isaac felt his life was in danger and had no choice but to get up-

Swish!

“Ack!”

“!”

Someone revealed themselves.

It was a man and woman duo wearing masks.

And the man’s eyes flashed coldly as he swung his sword.

Slash!

Considerable skill. No, that’s an understatement.

The swordsmanship that drew a trajectory was like blades of wind. Moreover, rather than being called a paladin’s swordsmanship, it was closer to killing techniques than defending.

The assassins targeting Isaac were dealt with in an instant. At that sight, Molech took a step back in surprise.

“Wh-what!”

Not only was he surprised that the assassins were taken down, but what was more surprising was the man’s blade. The energy condensed on the blade was not holy power, but energy.

It was enough to make Molech’s face distort.

‘Sword Master?’

Unlike paladins who borrowed the power of god, they were swordsmen who emanated their own aura. And among them, those who emanated sword energy at the stage of active energy were considered the best.

At the same time, as Molech tried to run away, the swordsman placed his hand on the blade. And the sword energy that began to ripple like a thread.

Flash!

The moment a purple flash of light flickered, a powerful lightning struck down in front of Molech.

Boom!

“Aah!”

Isaac blinked.

‘Magic?’

[His skill is quite good, although he’s still a novice compared to you, Master.]

Who is he?

And as if having the same thought as Isaac, the seated Molech shouted.

“Damn it, the Black didn’t say anything about this! Just what…!”

At those words, the man laughed for some reason.

“The Black? I see, so that’s how it is. I was wondering why he gave such an uncharacteristic task. This was also instigated by the Black Cardinal.”

Soon, the man approached Molech with his sword raised, and Molech’s eyes widened.

“You bastard! Do you know who I am? Don’t you know that touching a noble will result in having your tendons severed?!”

The black-haired man who stopped at those words narrowed his eyes.

“Noble?”

That was clearly a sneer. Molech trembled as he met the man’s golden eyes.

Isaac also realized the man’s identity then. He wasn’t sure because he was wearing a mask, but that bastard, that’s… could it be?

‘It was the Crown Prince!’

Then who is that black-haired woman with him? She doesn’t look like a servant, but was there someone else with that hair color in the Imperial Family?

But that thought was short-lived, as the black-haired man slashed Molech.

Slash!

“Aah!”

Blood splattered violently.

Molech, whose wrist was cut, screamed and ran towards the door. And the next moment, Molech collided with someone who entered through the door.

Thud!

“Damn it, who’s blocking the way…!”

Soon, Molech’s face brightened when he realized who he had collided with.

“Young master Kina!”

He thought he was saved. The Molech family was still connected to the Berit family.

“Please save me. I’ll explain the details later…”

But that moment-

Boom!

“Aah!”

The wall next to Molech was blasted by a powerful holy power. At that sight, Count Molech froze.

“Just what…!”

Count Molech tried to protest, but a chilling voice touched his neck.

“If you move one more step, you’ll die, Count.”

“Y-Young master Kina?!”

Kina, who was emitting golden holy power, was glaring at Count Molech with murderous eyes.

Count Molech couldn’t understand this situation.

Did this kid just tell him he would die? This young brat?

“What kind of threat is this! If I tell your father about this…!”

“Enough-“

Kina whispered into the ear of the flustered Count Molech.

“If you touch that child, you’ll be punished by me.”

“…!”

Kina had come all the way here following the energy of the Fourteen Demons. And judging by Isaac’s appearance, he could roughly guess what had happened here.

Well, it would obviously be a machination before the ‘god selection’.

There was a machination war going on this year, and no one knew who started it first.

‘With a high probability, it would be the Black.’

The Black eliminates evil by using even the corpses of demons to eliminate demons. Moreover, the head of the Black was the notorious Northern Duke.

They are so fiercely closed off and cold-blooded people who don’t care about means and methods, so it wouldn’t be strange if anything happened before the Pentagon, but.

‘If Isaac gets involved in that, the story changes.’

For Kina, Isaac was the only priest who could rival him. Moreover, does it make sense to send a guy who even knows the Pope’s techniques to the grave?

But at Kina’s reaction, Molech was rather surprised as if it was unexpected.

Has this kid really gone crazy? He never thought the Pope’s grandson would cover for the Blue’s grandson!

“Are you crazy? How dare you to me! No, before that, come to your senses! Do you even know what kind of god Isaac Eshua will choose?! It will be disadvantageous for His Holiness the Pope! We have to get rid of him!”

At those words, Isaac’s ears perked up.

Wait a minute.

I’m hearing this here like this?

Isaac was wondering how to make that damn Goel talk since he kept his mouth shut until the end and ran away.

By the way, what kind of cute nonsense is this about being disadvantageous to the Pope?

“It’s the Gold God! Does this even make sense?”

Moreover, it’s the Gold God!

Isaac grinned and slowly crawled like a caterpillar.

Kina approached the duo.

“It seems like you’re on a secret mission, so I won’t set a separate example, but your attendants must be quite troubled because of their master.”

It means why is the Crown Prince crawling out of the Imperial Palace?

“Moreover, you even brought the Imperial Princess with you.”

The relationship between the Papacy and the Imperial Family is extremely bad. To the point where they try to eliminate each other.

Needless to say, they are the ones being put forward as the next leaders. Moreover, even now, they are in a position to take Isaac away from each other, so their relationship can’t be good.

But the Crown Prince ignored it.

“For now, taking injured young master Isaac away comes first. We’ll take him to the Imperial Palace.”

“What Imperial Palace? We’ll take him to the Papacy.”

Then the Imperial Princess intervened.

“It seems neither the Imperial Palace nor the Papacy will do.”

There was no need to ask what that meant.

“What the, where did this kid go again?!”

And Isaac, who had quietly disappeared, was holding onto the fleeing Molech.

“So, the Gold God. What kind of god is it? Tell me in more detail.”

“Has this guy really gone crazy!”

Molech now wanted to run away from here, not caring about dealing with Isaac, but Isaac wouldn’t let him go.

Honestly, it was spine-chilling how he smiled and clung to him after being stabbed with a bunch of poisoned needles.

“Count, so who is it? Huh? If it’s the Gold’s high-ranking god, is it the God of Wealth? Huh? Is that it?”

“I never said it was a high-ranking god! And get away from me! You think my vassals will leave you alone!”

“Well, they can try if they can.”

Isaac, who suddenly stopped, screamed.

“Aah! Count, don’t do this to me! Isaac was wrong! Don’t take me away!”

Count Molech was dumbfounded.

Why is this kid suddenly acting like this?

“Has he gone crazy…!”

But then.

Count Molech felt bloodlust not far away.

Lilai and the head of the Blue House were looking this way with monstrous eyes.

* * *

“Oh my god, kidnapping!”

Upon the fact that Isaac was almost kidnapped, Elai and Lilai were spewing out uncontrollable anger.

“They even made the child in this state! How much pain must he have been in for the child to faint!”

No, from my view, it doesn’t look like he fainted but ascended from happiness.

Goel recalled Isaac laughing hehehehe and broke out in a cold sweat. The sight of him stabbed with poisoned needles like a hedgehog and laughing hehehehe wasn’t only bizarre but also terrifying.

And Lilai and Father, who brought Molech, had faces that didn’t belong to this world.

But that’s not the problem now.

Lilai’s face turned serious.

“I never thought even the Black Cardinal would step up. Even if Isaac chooses an evil god, he is promoting kidnapping. No matter how poor his faith is, that’s too much.”

In the end, the head of the Blue House clicked his tongue.

“Make sure Isaac doesn’t go to the god selection tomorrow.”

“Yes?!”

The one who was startled was none other than Goel.

“Because of that kind of thing, should this mess happen? Make sure he doesn’t go.”

Then Goel, who couldn’t stand it anymore, shouted with exasperation.

“It’s the Supreme God.”

“What?”

“Ah, I said it’s the Supreme God! Whether it’s faith or whatever, it doesn’t matter so let him go! Seriously!”

…What?!