World's Strongest Troll

Chapter 38 Rich Argamer (1)

Holy Empire Saint.

It had a country too small to be called an empire, but this place, which solidified its position as an empire in name and reality, possessed tremendous national power.

“crying! I'm hurt!”

“are you okay! I'll fix it! heel!”

A huge group that even five-year-old children possess divine power. Although not all, those born in Saints possessed divine powers that were incomparable to those of other nations, as if they were loved by God.

That's why no great empire historically dared to even think of conquering the Saint. Unlike other countries, each and every regular soldier in Saint was a paladin and a priest.

In addition, Eden is a holy land that is revered by everyone as the place where God stayed on the continent.

The pope, the saints, the highest order of Holy Knights, and the bishop-level priests who stayed there always exercised tremendous power and authority that could be called a miracle. However, despite having such strength, Saints quietly keep their original place even in the continent's various disputes over interests.

It was a country that could be called a model of strength.

That's why even warlike empires never bothered to pluck the nose hairs of those who always cherished peace. Just keep an eye on them and watch their behavior.

“Meet His Majesty the King of the Maroon Kingdom.”

8-year-old Jerome, who has been crowned the new king of the Maroon Kingdom. It was the first time he had an audience with an outsider, so he was clearly nervous.

“I am also glad to meet Glory and the Celestial Sword.”

“I heard that the previous king was ill, so I pray that God’s protection be with you.”

A blessing to his father, who had fallen in senility. Jerome's expression slightly widened as it was also given by a high-ranking holy knight of the Saint Empire.

“Thank you. I am always praying to God to do the same.”

“Always keep that hope and God will answer it.”

After several conversations on the subject of the former king's health. Jerome got to the point.

“So... what is the reason why you, the Holy Knight of the Saint Empire, came to our kingdom?”

Saint Empire.

It is extremely rare to meet closed-minded people outside the Saint Empire who rarely engage in outside activities. In particular, the fact that Egudiel, who was a member of the knights under the direct command of the Pope and received the name of Glory and Celestial Sword, came to visit him in person meant that something big was happening.

At Jerome's words, Egudiel brought up the story with a slightly heavy expression.

“I heard that there was a mysterious incident in the Maroon Kingdom recently.”

When I brought up the word mysterious incident, Jerome immediately realized what he was talking about and nodded.

“The incident that happened in the estate of the Duke of Bergen.”

“That's right. Regarding what happened there, perhaps the Saint Empire dispatched an investigation team...” ”

We are also sending an investigation team into the duke's death to thoroughly investigate.”

“I salute the Maroon Kingdom for their quick action. However, based on what we have learned from the eyewitnesses' testimony, the black magician's involvement is suspected...” “

I think it's too early to conclude that part yet. Wait for the results of the investigation team, and if there is such a bar, then I will seek the cooperation of the Saint Empire.”

“.....”

Jerome cuts it off with a firm tone like a knife, as if he had anticipated and prepared for this. Against his iron wall, Egudiel lost his words and shut his mouth. And soon after seeing through the current situation in an instant, he asked.

“Are you afraid?”

sting

His question was momentary, but his expression collapsed. Jerome, who clearly showed his bewilderment, asked calmly.

“afraid? What on earth do I have to fear?”

“...Although the Saint Empire does not intervene in the affairs of the private continent, it does not mean that it remains in the dark and does not know anything. I see and hear everything, just contemplate and observe.”

Trends and intelligence coming in periodically from churches, priest paladins, and devout believers spread across the continent. And through the wisdom that the saintess sees from time to time, the Saint Empire possessed vast and vast amounts of information more than any other country.

“The war the Duke of Bergen was preparing for, if he had won the war, the king would probably be in a very difficult position. In addition to the weak political power that few people can say is still in the background, it is difficult to make decisions on their own at a young age.

As he said that, Egudiel looked directly at a servant who continued to exchange glances with Jerome. And the minister who received his gaze bowed his head in surprise. Jerome was also clearly surprised, as if he was wondering how he knew that.

“It wasn't enough to overcome all of this and protect the throne from the Duke of Bergen. Isn't it?”

“What a reckless statement this is!”

An inferior servant scolded him in a stern voice, but Egudiel continued talking without blinking an eye.

“By the way... coincidentally, the Duke of Bergen died under these circumstances. Preparations for war are nearing the end, and just before the horns of battle are about to sound. So, who do you think will benefit the most from this situation?”

“That's like that...”

King Jerome was extremely agitated. His eyes were full of questions about how to answer in times like these, but no one of his subjects could give him a model answer. At least in this situation where Egudiel is standing.

“However, the people who benefited the most are refusing to investigate the death of the Duke of Bergen... Regarding this, as the head of the Saint Empire's investigation, I have no choice but to look at it like this.”

Egudiel begins to connect suspicious circumstances as if connecting a puzzle. He said to Jerome with a strange smile.

“The Maroon royal family used a warlock to eliminate the Duke of Bergen who was trying to usurp the throne.”

“What do you mean by that!”

black magician.

The ones the Saint Empire despises the most. Those who made a contract with the existence of the demon world and borrowed its power were at least on the sidelines in other kingdoms, but when they were caught by the Saint Empire, they could literally feel the fear of the fanatics of Nopaku.

“A dirty warlock must be purified with fire!”

“No, their ugly souls should starve themselves until they die so they can repent!”

“what! Only water can save them!”

Those who mobilize all kinds of execution methods and purify the soul, attack first without questioning. That's why black magic users who play Arcadia should never meet or associate with NPCs from the Saint Empire.

“Oh no! We never did!”

Jerome, who was terrified that he would be cornered into a gang similar to the warlocks, cried out in tears, forgetting his reputation as a king.

“Then accept the investigation team. I will personally investigate the estate of the Duke of Bergen and confirm that the warlock and the royal family are not related.”

At Egudiel's words, Jerome and all his servants were silent. It was because he knew that if the Saint Empire refused to do so and the royal family itself was defined as a group that communicated with the warlock, the kingdom itself would be destroyed.

* * *

Warlock VS Priest.

Dark Knight VS Paladin.

As one of the rice cakes that often appear in Arfandia, the debate about which is better between the sex line and the evil line has been burning hotter than any other topic, heating up the bulletin board.

-The paladin is the best. Recovery, tang, and dildo compliance.

- Dark knights can also recover. Can't absorb stamina? It also lowers the enemy's stamina.

-Those who play warlocks are all psychos with twisted personalities.

-Welcome, religious worms. I hate it when people say they give buffs every day and make noises like picking at pigs.

-The skill's name is Hymn of Hymn, but what to do! this xxx

-Yeah~ Don't feel it.

- This XXXX! XXXXXXX! XXXXXX!!

-You can see that the guy who says he's a priest has a bad mouth. Are you still a priest?

In this debate, which always ended with Padrip and all sorts of personal attacks, they roared at their pride in their profession.

“Dark Swarm.”

“Kiehehehehe.”

A pitch-black fog of darkness spreads. The group of level 83 cockatrices, who were falling down screaming in agony as soon as they touched the fog, collapsed in a gray light shortly after, spewing out items and gold.

“and. Also, black magicians are very powerful. Wiping it all at once like this?”

The party members who were hunting together looked at the corpses of monsters lined up in the field with surprised eyes and muttered as if they were absurd.

“As expected.... Ranking #1 in the Warlock Ranking is different.”

A level 86 black magician, Black Flame Dragon of Darkness. He said it naturally with a bored face.

“What. Probably everyone will do this when they level up. Then, can you mobmool again?”

“Well... it’s possible because I’m full of energy. But doesn’t that skill have a cooldown?”

A wide-area skill with huge damage. Even so, everyone made a surprised look at his words to drive the mob again without a break.

“Hmm... Maybe by the time you drive all the mobs, the cooldown will run out, so there's no problem.”

“Ah yes! Then I'll drive you back now!”

“Hey... that’s why they say that black magic love parties take the bus.”

A black magician who boasts strength enough to show a marked difference from other classes when it comes to dealing. That's why it was one of the most popular jobs preferred by many parties because it was possible to hunt more comfortably than auxiliary jobs such as priests.

“Haam... It's boring.”

Dark Black Flame Dragon yawning while waiting for the mobs to drive away. He licked his lips while examining the recently created quests.

[Quest Ominous rumors heard in the Maroon Kingdom]

The Duke of Bergen, who was a powerful ruler in the Maroon Kingdom. Rumor has it that he was brutally killed by an evil warlock. Find out if these rumors are true and find out who the warlock is.

“The Duke of Bergen...”

The Duke of Bergen is talking loudly on the Internet. The quest to confirm his death was created without any notice or foreshadowing.

Arcadia's NPCs don't know, but general users already know that the powerful lich and the undead army are the main culprits through the video reports posted on Arfandia. But what they didn't know was the identity of the lich.

“How can I find it again?”

I don't know why, but a random quest that came to me. However, the Black Flame Dragon of Darkness did not dare to go to a place that was already far away and complete the quest without a clue.

He didn't have time to raise his level through hunting, so he just left it in the quest window, but every time he opened the quest window, it made his nerves uncomfortable.

“I drove all the mobs!”

“Quite a lot! be careful!”

The party members shouted and ran from afar as if they had driven all the mobs. The Black Flame Dragon, awakened from their thoughts by their voices, closed the windows that appeared in front of them and began to activate their skills.

“Dark Swarm.”

A black flame dragon that is devoted to hunting. But he wasn't quite aware of it. The meaning of this quest, which seemed to have suddenly flown in without any meaning.

[Act. 1 The Forgotten Darkness Emerging.]

[Fulfills the conditions for creating the linked quest.]

[Creates the linked quest ‘Witch Hunt'.]

[Selects the main player. 1st place in the black magician ranking, Black Flame Dragon of Darkness.]

[Assigned a linked quest.]

Alice, an artificial intelligence that contemplates, analyzes, and oversees everything in Arcadia.

That she chose him as the main character.

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