Surviving as a Cult Leader in Another World (Going up)

"Lord Aguileth. "Should I say I'm glad or sorry to meet you like this?"

"Count Dovan! You haven't changed at all over time!"

Agiles was the first to extend his hand to Doban.

Wherever the servility from before had gone, his attitude was very confident.

Doban said.

"I prepared a simple dinner. "I don't know if it will suit my taste!"

"It's so simple! However, this Agiles is a person with a broad heart as well as a broad appearance. So, he will be generous to those who are somewhat rude or lacking in response."

His attitude was so shameless that you wouldn't even think he was a prisoner.

The maids carrying the dishes frowned as they looked at that scene.

"If anyone sees him, he will think he owns this mansion!"

"The problem is that Count Dovan is too generous."

It was like that.

Even in this barbaric dark age, Count Dovan's heart was quite generous.

He married his own cute daughter to an unidentified man.

If it were other nobles, they would have made excuses until the end to stop it.

The dinner started with that feeling.

"Alright then, I, Parmas, will offer the pre-ceremony prayer on behalf of you. Lord in heaven, give us this daily bread today as well—."

Wagu, wagu, choo, choo-.

Before Parmas could finish praying, Agiles began eating.

He began tearing off and chewing the pheasant leg with his plump, fat hands. He was extremely ravenous and obscene.

Is the saying, "Play like you're supposed to" Appropriate?

"I honestly expected what kind of person he would be since he was called the Great Sin of Sloth. Sheesh, isn't this why the title of gluttony is more appropriate?"

Milione clicked his tongue.

I also agreed in many ways.

But, well, I couldn't help it.

It was 20 years ago that Agiles was branded as the Great Sin.

At that time, Agiles was a fearsome warrior, and his name alone made people tremble.

In many ways, the information may not have been updated.

Agiles, who had been eating for a while, opened her mouth, chewing the contents in her mouth.

"Doban, so much time has passed. I still remember that time when I close my eyes. "I went through many battlefields with you!"

"It's a story from a long time ago."

"Yes. You are no longer a member of the Uniger royal family, but a servant of the church. Your daughter, Psyche, became the 7th knight? I saw it. "She may be young, but she is already a very good knight!"

Agiles praised Psyche.

Psyche just sat next to me and ate with a somewhat humble feeling.

Although Agiles became fat and lazy as he grew older while confined in the castle, his eye for people seemed to live up to his reputation.

Psyche is a better knight than anyone else.

Tsk, Agiles continued to say as Milione clicked her tongue.

"It was such a pity. If we had won the war, Psyche would have been engaged to a prince by now and living in a beautiful palace! Doban, you would have become in-laws with the king!"

This guy?

I frowned.

I should mention it now, but I didn't like talking about Psyche's former fiancé.

It seems that the same was true for Psyche.

"Lord Aguileth, I never wanted that. And I am already quite satisfied with my marriage. "My husband, Hyde, is a braver man than anyone else."

"That guy?"

"Don't forget that my husband Hyde has captured you, Aguileth!"

"Okay! I almost died because he couldn't remove the rock that fell on my body! Can you believe it? You almost caused Agileth to die! He is a very shabby bastard. I definitely won't be able to function as a man!"

What are these ten bastards?

Now that I'm plus size, I've gained weight on my eyelids, and it's clear that I don't know how to look at people!

I put my hand into the inside pocket of my jacket.

I had put my hand on the mask without realizing it.

But the mask was broken and broken and was long gone.

"…"

No.

It's turned into Rust too often these days.

This is the same as before.

Aguiles' eyes now turned to Parmas.

"Parmas, I've heard quite a bit about you in the citadel. You captured Grid, the Great Sin of Greed, with your wise wisdom, right? Have you ever heard of the 'Treasure of the Grid'? Things that I secretly took with me. That guy, Grid, was originally the watchman of the royal treasure hall. "He must have had a lot of rare items, right?"

"All the treasures were returned to the church. Don't doubt my innocence. This old man is a man of integrity who has sworn allegiance to the Lord and Pope Gregory! "I have no desire for treasure!"

"Well, I guess so."

Agiles' eyes turned to Midnar.

His gaze was somewhat sticky, unlike when he looked at other people.

"Midnar, even though so much time has passed, you are still beautiful!"

"Get out!"

Swish-.

It was Sister Midnar who turned her head away.

Agiles, who was about to say something but only licked her lips, now looked at Milione.

"Your face is as pretty as an angel, but looking at your expression, you look like a meaner-looking bitch than anyone else. Who are you?"

"I am Milione Archibald!"

"Ah. Right. You are that Milione Archibald. The bane of the Medici. It looks like you really aren't listening. Medici! She acted like she was clueless and raised her daughter poorly! Puhaha!"

"What are you doing?"

Crunchy-.

It was Milione clenching his fist.

I already knew that Agiles was deliberately getting on the other person's nerves.

He must have been in a bad mood because he was taken prisoner.

Still, if you make too much noise, the food you worked so hard to prepare will taste bad, so would you like to say something?

"Agiles, don't be grumpy for no reason. You are defeated. You have failed in your mission. By Hyde, who is more faithful and sincere than anyone else… !"

"…"

Agiles immediately closed his mouth.

The truth is stronger than anything else.

He probably had nothing to say in the face of this intense notice.

He now shoved the bones into a plate with his greasy hands and spoke.

"Sweetheart, I was captured by you, but I didn't lose to you. The one I lost to was that guy named Rust. That guy caused an earthquake. You tore down my fortress! What on earth is that guy?! Is he really the devil of hell!"

"But in the end, it was me, Hyde, who caught you. So let me say it here. As promised, we have completed the assault on the fortress within 15 days, so Sir Parmas, please fulfill your promise quickly!"

"… !"

Old Knight Parmas.

He had been looking uncomfortable all day and seemed surprised by my call.

He stroked his long beard and avoided his gaze.

"Uhm-."

"I don't think someone of the caliber of Lord Parmas would turn a blind eye to a promise made in front of so many people. "You wouldn't dismiss it as a joke, right?"

I've seen a lot of people who don't keep their promises.

Is it the same for Parmas?

I decided to make a special escape hole.

"But if you admit that you have dementia, I will forgive you if you forget your promise. Honestly, isn't that the age for that? "How about just admitting that you have dementia and retiring from everything?"

"Wha-, what? What's wrong!?"

Parmas immediately trembled at my words.

"You bastard, what do you think of this Parmas! I am a man who values ​​trust more than anyone else! You didn't forget the promise you made! OK! Beat me with a whip!"

Parmas was a man with stronger pride than anyone else.

His pride must have been stinging to pretend not to know about the promise.

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Zek-.

We now headed to the garden of Agarpe Mansion.

In the garden, there was a prepared pillar stuck in the ground, and Parmas hugged the pillar.

"Ruler! Hit me! Five!"

Five units.

It was the number we promised.

I accepted the whip from the soldier.

It was a whip made of leather.

Milione laughed while looking at me like that.

"That Parmas got whipped. When I was young, I was beaten with a cane a lot while learning rhetoric from Parmas. Should I hit you instead?"

No!

I had to punish Parmas!

This is not a punishment that comes from my personal grudges and impulses!

"Parmas, you must know that this is not a punishment because I hate you. I am punishing you as a disciple and apostle of the Lord! You didn't believe me! This is the same as disbelief in the Lord!"

Zek-.

I finally swung my whip and hit Parmas on the back.

Like the Savior who wielded the whip to drive out the businessmen who were doing business in the church!

Huh, mate!

But my whip missed and only hit the floor.

It's harder than I thought!

I swung the whip again.

Good!

This time, Parmas was whipped on the back.

But its power was not enough.

"Whoa, whoa…" ."

Swinging the whip was harder and more difficult than I thought.

The Lord wielded something like this to steadily drive out the pseudo-believers.

Breathe─.

I used as much force as I could and lashed the whip at Parmas's back again.

Mate-!

This time, there was a fairly believable noise.

"Aaaaah!"

And Parmas screamed.

He was very sick, and seeing him made me feel like all my old pain was going away!

"I am a man with a generous heart. Lord Parmas, although I still have a few more hits left, I will especially forgive you for your mistakes. Be thankful to Hyde and Elohim, who have bigger hearts and are more faithful than anyone else. If I hit the remaining two blows, the old and sick Sir Parmas will definitely die!"

I take special care of it.

"It's definitely not because swinging the whip is difficult or out of breath. Don't misunderstand! I 'forgive' Sir Parmas according to the teachings of the Bible! Everyone, remember and write down that Hyde especially forgave Lord Parmas!"

I let everyone know about my generous heart.

Psyche must have been moved by my kind heart and had tears in her eyes.

"Hyde! "You have such a big heart!"

After all, Psyche is the only one who understands my heart!

But Parmas trembled so much that the tips of his beard rippled, and he picked up his whip.

"You!"

Has this crazy old man finally grown old?

As I hid behind Psyche, Parmas brandished his whip.

Whoa, whoa!

The whip, swung with all its might, hit Parmas himself!

The old man's clothes were torn and bleeding, and he looked very sick.

Taaaaah Wow-!

Parmas himself was struck by his own body.

As many as ten!

"Lord Parmas, are you truly senile? "Why are you hitting yourself like that?"

Parmas opened his eyes wide with his tattered clothes and bleeding body.

"Yes you bastard! Hyde! "I will never forget this humiliation!"

"No, why are you saying this to me? Aren't I actually victorious in an impossible war? You should be praised. Is it so difficult to praise a young person's success?"

And you hit your body.

Why are you angry at me for something you did wrong?

"Yes nooooom!!!"

It was a trembling Parmas.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore and spit out blood from his mouth.

"Ugh! Ahhh! Ouch!"

And then he just went crazy and fell to the floor.

He would occasionally twitch and bite blood bubbles.

The self-torture show just now probably shortened my lifespan by 10 years.

"It seems that Lord Parmas is very religious and is anxious to go to heaven."

Even if you don't fuss, it seems like you will go to heaven before me.