I’m Going to Destroy this Country

“Oh, insane! This is really too much!”

It had been about two weeks since Isaac declared a preemptive strike. Time had passed quickly, but the screams from the Blue were being updated rapidly.

Today, as expected, screams echoed through the Blue dormitory.

“Ugh, what the hell did this bastard do in the bathroom! Agh!”

“Where is the crazy guy who installed a bomb in the bathroom… Ack!”

“Darn it, I’d rather it be the bathroom! There was poison gas installed in my pillow! I almost went to heaven while sleeping!”

“You almost went while sleeping, I almost went while drinking water, damn it!”

“Isaac, you crazy bastard!”

Shuri looked up at the ceiling, hearing screams coming from various places in the dormitory.

Hmm… So, is this really the sound that comes from a priests’ dormitory? It’s not some hideout where mercenaries gather, right?

Feeling dizzy for a moment at the first-time hearing of such profanity, Shuri checked outside the window.

Ah, seeing various priests passing by in panic…

Yeah, that’s right.

This is the Papacy. Right.

However, the person who caused all this chaos was calmly chewing on bread with a nonchalant face. His appearance was similar to that of a hamster.

“Do ew not wike the custom thrainin swedule (Do you not like the custom training schedule?)”

…Is this a custom training schedule?

Training by installing bombs in the bathroom, poison gas in the pillow, and putting sulfuric acid in the water?

“It’s different when you relax. You do concentration training even when you’re resting. The best things for this are unexpected bombs and poison.”

Damn it, this guy. In the world, they call that assassination.

And if you’re in your right mind, don’t you schedule things like cultivation of ‘Martial Arts Techniques 100 000 times’ and ‘Healing techniques 100 000 times’?

Moreover, he doesn’t even let them sleep, and he doesn’t use purification magic while recovering from fatigue! Most people would die!

But Isaac, with dissatisfaction still apparent, looked at the team members with dark circles under their eyes.

Although he trained them physically and in sacred techniques for about two weeks, the problem was their lax mental state.

Considering what Isaac had been doing for two weeks, it might seem normal that his mind wouldn’t recover, but –

‘Why can’t you do what I used to do, when you’re so much younger?’

The Demon King was an old man.

‘I’ve been using all my strength to help you recover, you know. Are you trying to die?’

He was an extreme old man.

But Isaac’s eyes became more like a hatchet.

‘In the end, these guys will become the people of the Blue.’

It wasn’t done for nothing that the teams were distributed considering family relationships.

Well, most of them were mediocre. There were no people who could seriously become the Blue bishops.

They would only establish relationships with Blue for political use or to help their families.  Because on this continent, even if you become a mid-ranked priest, it would open doors to good conditions and treatment wherever you go.

In particular, the Blue has an image of being very faithful, so it is said that even if you become a 5th rank priest of the Blue House, you will have a free pass on most businesses.

A person who learned the Blue’s doctrine, ‘patience, diligence, honesty’, is said to be trustworthy as a business partner.

It meant that faith could be a tool for understanding others and could even be a guarantee. So these guys might be roughly aiming for 4th or 5th rank, but… have they lost their minds?

‘What are they going to use that for?’

Once they entered the Blue, these guys were already in Isaac’s grasp.

Do they think he would tolerate those under him being mediocre?

‘I have to fatten up the Blue properly; then I’ll use multiple straws!’

Whether he read that gaze or not, the blood drained from Shuri’s face.

Of course, it’s a good thing that the level of the Blue priests is rising, even for themselves as guardians of faith.

And he knew how excellent this guy’s training ability was.

Why?! Because he experienced it firsthand for ten years!

‘Well, there are many strange things.’

For some reason, does he know so well about the Skeleton King that a bishop who heard about the Skeleton King exorcism spell would be moved to tears? Or his knowledge about ancient high-ranking sacred techniques, better than a Cardinal?

And why, even though he knows it so well, can’t he use it himself? It’s still strange and even eerie.

Anyway, planning customized schedules for each person on parchment paper is quite unusual.

Why do words like ‘falling off a cliff and dying,’ ‘dying to demons,’ ‘dying from a hit,’ and ‘anyway dying’ appear in each person’s schedule? He has no idea.

Isaac’s perfectionism was strangely overwhelming.

No, seriously, this guy Isaac was a perfectionist to an obsessive level. It’s not for nothing that Shuri ran away crying to the Academy.

Shuri’s pupils couldn’t help but tremble.

“Um… just in case. What is your goal for these apprentices…?”

“10th rank!!!”

Is he trying to make everyone a pope, this crazy guy?!!

But Isaac was serious.

‘If I rejected adoption into the Papacy, would it be honorable to lose to them?’

From the beginning, it wouldn’t make sense not to take the top position as the since he had already spoken to the Papacy.

But Isaac also knew. There’s something called a realistic goal in the world.

“Well, even if you can’t, the goal is to make everyone 6th rank by the end of the apprenticeship.”

Shuri doubted his ears.

What?!

6th rank by the end of the apprenticeship??

“Just so you know, if you can’t get first place, we’ll all run together.”

If 6th rank is considered a higher-ranked priest, isn’t this guy truly insane?

“Just who can come up with such a crazy schedule in the first place?!”

“Me.”

It wasn’t a wrong statement.

When Isaac was a skeleton, he did something even more extreme and reached 10th rank. He wasn’t just a Skeleton King raised by fourteen Demon Kings.

Moreover, Isaac himself was planning a more extreme schedule than others, so Shuri had nothing to say.

‘When he taught me, he was someone who studied the sacred techniques ten times more…’

To the point of being a pervert who needs to read all the works someone wrote to criticize them. That persistence created the Skeleton King and even made the gods tired.

Even so, the teams of the Blue House weren’t foolish enough to willingly follow the increasingly intense schedule.

After all, they weren’t seniors, but classmates.

No, not classmates either.

Would they simply follow the orders of a kid who became a priest through a recommendation letter and skipped a grade?

Of course, they reflexively followed, remembering the pain of the rattle.

However, even though their skills were rising astonishingly due to Isaac’s schedule, Shuri couldn’t help but admit it. They might be quite promising in the remaining Pentagon…

Damn it. Some things should be difficult within reason.

People are sly; even if you know the result is good, if the process is too hard, they throw it away.

Even if you say, who doesn’t know?

If you want to study well, study, if you want to be good at exercise, exercise.

“Hey, forget it! We don’t have to work so hard like this! Just get some title and that’s enough. We can participate in the execution ceremony just by participating in the front row!”

“That’s right! Even if you participate as a front row spectator, you’ll get a title anyway! Just two kings are enough for that!”

“We already got one, and one will be given by the Blue, right!”

At those words, Shuri narrowed his brows.

It’s not a wrong statement, but it feels oddly dirty to assume that Blue will naturally give them a king grade, doesn’t it?

However, these were just practical things, not necessarily bad. Well, there seems to be someone who listens to that without any objection.

“Heh, two kings? Are you kidding me? We have to win five kings.”

Five… What?!

“You crazy, do you think it’s possible when there are Naiser and Hawk? Stop being so greedy!”

“I’m not one to give up without trying! And I don’t compromise with those who have a mind that doesn’t always produce the best results!”

Well, as Isaac himself, it would be inconvenient if these guys scored decently. While the team evaluation could be raised by himself, only the top 20 could directly participate in the execution ceremony, and only one person could be the executioner!

‘Anyway, allies need to be in place to move easily!’

Even if that’s the case, how can it be easy to rescue subordinates in a place where the Red fanatics belonging to the Heretic Inquisitor are swarming?

However, the Blue team, who had reached their limits, lay down as if saying they reached their limit.

“Training? Training is good. But we can do this kind of training later.”

“That’s right. In the upcoming Gold Test, the difficult tasks will all be done by the paladins. Why should elite guys like us break a sweat?”

“Well, at least the Red Pentagon, which uses physical skills, is the last, isn’t it?”

“Kid, do it yourself. We won’t be eliminated anyway.”

Shuri twitched his eyebrows at the words mocking Isaac.

Yeah, no elimination.

Moreover, because the order of the Pentagon is White, Gold, Blue, Black, and Red.

As the Red Pentagon is the last, the test is quite strict.

If the elimination score appears, it’s an immediate Pentagon elimination.

But if the grades in the previous tests are good, even if the elimination comes up, there’s no need to go back to the Academy.

‘If you have at least two kings, even if elimination comes up, it can be offset.’

But since most were from the five major faith factions, at least two kings were laid out before the final test.

So there was no need to fear the Red Pentagon. In short, there was no need to work so hard.