NOVEL NEXT Chapter 92.2
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Priests and paladins, or clergy members, originally gain diverse experiences.
This is because they must skillfully and flexibly deal with the ever-changing demons and those afflicted with various illnesses.
In other words, they are ones who have seen many strange things.
But even they had never seen something like this before.
“Huhu!! Magic cores!!”
…A priest rejoicing at the sight of magic cores.
“Magic cores! Magic cores! Magic cores!”
Wait, was that guy now doing a tap dance in front of the magic cores…?
That money-grubbing brat was ignoring the magicians’ items and… blowing kisses at the magic cores?
The Blue team watched speechlessly as Isaac, who should be presenting the magic cores to an altar and prostrating himself before it, instead showered them with affection. That’s right, for priests, magic cores were nothing more or less than a mere rocks.
“…How do we explain this?”
“…Well, magic cores can be sold for money.”
“…Or maybe it’s because he’s from the Blue? Like some kind of medal or symbol of honor.”
“Oh… He must be a guardian of the Blue. Is he cherishing the honor of the Blue?”
However, the supposed ‘guardian of the Blue’ actually wiped his saliva.
‘Kyaa! As expected of the magic cores from the Magic Empire!’
Damn! This is it! These are nothing like the crappy rocks back in the pathetic Blue annex! How long has it been since he had had a quality product?!
No, the ones from the Blue were usable, but those brats stored them so poorly!
So this feeling was like that.
Even with the same meat, there were fresh, high-quality cuts, and then there was spoiled meat or trash cuts that no one wanted to eat.
And what he had been forced to eat in the Holy Empire wasn’t only lacking in actual meat and disgustingly small portions, but it was even rotten with mold growing on it!
But this? This was fresh, properly stored prime meat! Wasn’t it great to finally eat real food after so long?!
He was really… For 10 years in that shitty Holy Empire…
[Master. Manage your expression.]
“…Ahem, ahem.”
Isaac finally lowered the corners of his mouth, conscious of his companions’ gazes.
However, unlike the Blue team who looked at him like an insect, Prince of the Magic Empire, Hiberius, reacted differently.
“Heh, as expected of a knowledgeable brother! The magic cores of the Magic Empire are on a completely different level from the Holy Empire’s trash! You can tell, right? The color, the smell, the marbling! The quality difference is obvious!”
The gazes that had looked at Isaac like an insect now turned towards the prince.
However, the prince seemed genuinely amazed. It was the road back to the Holy Empire, but the prince had no intention of returning.
“Ha, I thought the Holy Empire had only worthless people who couldn’t even manage magic cores. But there’s such a person in the Blue! As expected, there is no one to match your sincerity and great faith in terms of character!”
…This crazy guy.
That sincere Blue tried to take you hostage. And these people are a bit strange… frightening.
But the prince, who had no way of knowing the Blue’s concerns, firmly grasped Isaac’s hand.
“Brother! Just say the word! When we return to the capital, I’ll reward the Blue greatly! Hella… well, I don’t like it, but if you’re there, I can tolerate it!”
And they wondered why someone like a prince acted like a hostage to Isaac.
‘Could it be that he’s taken a liking to Isaac…?’
Well, the youngest prince Hiberius was a genius magician who was being pushed as the successor even in the Magic Empire.
However, this time he was helplessly captured by the demon.
But that was handled by Isaac! And he wasn’t much older! It must have been an intoxicating feat for the young prince.
[Or perhaps he sensed the Master’s magic core.]
Well, in terms of magic alone, Isaac, who had reached the 10th rank, had an overwhelming advantage.
“Brother! Have you ever thought about naturalizing in the Magic Empire? We’ll treat you well!”
Thanks to this, Shuri could only sweat profusely. Leaving aside Isaac’s dark intentions, the Crown Prince of the Holy Empire might actually not welcome this situation.
Just the fact that he offered to give the Blue a gift of clothes showed that the Crown Prince was favorably disposed toward Isaac.
But of all people, the prince of the enemy Magic Empire had to take an interest.
If Isaac were to become a Saint, it would certainly cause a political storm.
‘Well… it won’t be easy with Kina around.’
No matter what anyone said, Kina was currently the strongest Saint candidate and was already being narrowed down as the next Pope on a political level.
‘Of course, I have no intention of losing either.’
The other Saint candidates felt the same way. They hadn’t yet undergone the coming-of-age ceremony, and none of the candidates had contracted with a god, so it remained to be seen…
“Damn the Holy Empire! Die! Magic cores are the best! Puhehe!!!”
Ah… it seems like one competitor has already been eliminated.
Well, that wasn’t the important thing now. Shuri grabbed Isaac with a serious expression.
“Are you really going to tell the family head that the fourth uncle mobilized that magicians?”
Yes, this was the real problem.
Isaac had obtained evidence, swords that were fatal to the priests, from the magicians, and had said he would report this fact.
And since using magic meant execution for a priest, the fact that the fourth uncle had tried to kill priests using magicians was almost taboo. Wasn’t this a blatant attack on the fourth uncle?
But Isaac just grinned.
“Of course. Don’t you have to eliminate your competitors?”
At this, Shuri looked at Isaac with genuine concern.
“If not, you’re in real trouble! Since you haven’t met the family yet, you don’t know… but the fourth uncle’s personality is no joke. If you accuse someone without evidence, you’re really…”
What? Someone?
Isaac snorted.
“Didn’t those magicians we met recently call us the ‘direct descendants of Eshua’? How did that magician know about us?”
Shuri sighed, as if not understanding what Isaac was talking about.
“As you know, the Eshua people have very distinctive appearances. You saw our dazzlingly beautiful sister Leia recently. Even you…”
“Right, am I handsome? If they see this handsome face, they’ll recognize me at a glance.”
No. He was trying to say that your hair was distinctly colored.
“But Kim Shuri, you’re not.”
…This bastard, what did you say??
“Your hair color isn’t silver, it’s brown. It’s a bit light, but it doesn’t directly symbolize Eshua. And your face, well, it’s far inferior to mine.”
Should he beat the crap out of this guy??
“Anyway, the magicians had no way of knowing there was an Eshua among the apprentice priests. It was the doing of that fourth bastard from Eshua.”
Well, in fact, he had used Ash to read the memories of the swords, but he couldn’t say he used magic.
‘Well, the story has spread enough. The family head said he would recognize me as the official heir when I returned from the Gold Pentagon.’
He was wary of his nephews inheriting the position.
On the other hand, Shuri was shocked by Isaac’s words.
No matter how resentful he might be about the succession issue, he couldn’t believe that his uncle had tried to kill them.
“The fourth is from the Pope’s bloodline, not the Saintess’s bloodline, right? He’s a full brother of Goel. There’s a very high chance he allied with the Gold Faith at the Gold Pentagon.”
“…”
Shuri’s mouth fell open.
No, damn it. He may only be Isaac’s half-blood uncle, but he Shuri’s real uncle!
Seeing Shuri’s trembling pupils, Isaac squeezed his shoulder and grinned eerily.
“Yeah. That’s why it’s more of a problem. Your uncle tried to kill you. Do you think your father would stay quiet? He must have been flipped out, right?”
“But they don’t know about this yet, so your words are too… Oh.”
This bastard, don’t tell me?!
What had he sent in the meantime?
Isaac laughed loudly.
“By now, the Blue, the Gold, the Imperial Family, and the Papacy must have all flipped out by now, right?”
The scene of Hella, the Holy Empire, began to appear.