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He stretched out and whispered so that the jewels reflected in the sunset.

“Servants of this land. I, the master of Vlad von Holstein, says. Go back to ashes.”

Then the ring glowed red, and a silence came over the city.

End of the Sinful City

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Night fell on Sodomora.

But the city was bright.

Because the fire was consuming the city.

The sky was dark, but the ground was brighter than daylight.

“The building is collapsing!”

“Run away!”

The fire started from the embers that a servant planted to cause chaos.

The embers spread throughout the city on the dry wind, and the close-knit wooden buildings burned as better food than dry firewood.

“Why aren’t the fire brigade coming!”

An aristocrat stomped his feet as he watched the burning mansion.

Normally, the fire brigade would have been dispatched, pouring buckets of water, and destroying nearby buildings to prevent the spread of the fire, but Vlad and his blood relatives rioted and the administrative power went beyond paralysis and was annihilated.

“Poem, the corpse…!”

In addition, servants attacked those who were seen on the road and raised the dead to add chaos, and hell came to the human world.

Among them, I raised the hand with Vlad’s ring and said.

“Servants of this land. I, the master of Vlad von Holstein, says. Go back to ashes.”

The ring trembled violently at my command.

The ring containing Vlad’s fragmented soul resisted.

No, not resistance, but temptation to dominate me.

– Do not kill them, rule them. You can rule over my kinsmen and servants. Follow me and inherit what I have…

“noisy. Mosquito.”

I dismissed the temptation.

A voice that should have shook the brain dizzy.

Due to the iron man’s effect, he could only hear Vlad’s voice.

Voices without mind control are just noise.

“I know your whining is a lie. Follow me? Even if I lead your blood relatives and servants, don’t you know that I will betray you if your body returns?”

The soul contained in the ring was but a fragment.

One of the pieces that Vlad divided in preparation for his death.

It was only a part compared to the body of the one who was to be revived.

Some cannot beat all others.

“I don’t raise parasites.”

I laughed at the ring’s silence.

“I command you again, as the bearer of Vlad von Hallstein’s soul. Servants in this land must return to ashes.”

A bright light emanated from my body and spread in all directions.

Subsequently, red light emitted from the ring and spread in all directions.

The red light is magical power, and it permeated the servants and the corpses they raised.

The corpse collapsed, and the servant’s clothes were crumbled into white crystals.

Mee eh eh eh eh eh eh————

A myriad of spirits welled up in the city.

The spirits bound by the corpse and the souls of the servants were freed.

Those who can’t see the soul will think that magic is swirling.

And the bright light gathers clouds as it gathers at me again.

Tuk… Tuduk…

It started raining from the gathering clouds.

Shaaa

“uh?”

“Wounds…?”

The rain extinguished the fire that covered the city.

Together with him, he washed away the wounds of the innocent.

The wounds where the rain hit disappeared along with the bubbles.

The salt left by blood relatives and servants was spilled.

The sins rooted in the city were washed away.

“Gehard and Griff save the slaves. Nuadil brings the king. Calliope and Pasimea are with me.”

I withdrew my strength and gave instructions to my followers.

After they left, Pasimea asked at the place where only the two of them were left.

“What are you going to do now?”

“What do you mean?”

“Sodomora. Looks like things are bigger than you thought.”

“The plan remains unchanged. As it is, I will be recognized as a Wallochian vassal by the Noble Council and return to the Great Plains.”

What was the purpose of my visit to Sodomora?

Catching blood relatives rooted in Sodomora,

Disrupting the noble council by killing Duke Mazenkin;

To disrupt the council of nobles and induce civil war;

Are any of these unachieved?

“A blood relative died with Vlad. Duke Mazenkin would do the same, and the attempt to shake the noble council and induce a civil war by colliding the two great nobles, Duke Mazenkin and Count Hugo, should be considered achieved under this circumstance.”

How many nobles gathered in Sodomora due to the convening of the noble assembly?

And among them, who died in the ambush of Hugo and the rampage of blood relatives?

If all the great nobles who lead the Noble Council die and many of the members of the Noble Council die, it will take quite a while for it to stabilize again.

Erases the influence of blood relatives, throwing Wallochia into chaos.

The goal is different in scale, but has it not been achieved?

“I did it ignorantly.”

“You should be grateful that the city is not made of salt.”

Pasimea shook her head.

“Cool!”

I turned my back at the sound of a cough.

Duke Mazenkin coughed as he leaned against the rubble.

“Did you aim for this from the beginning?”

I approached the duke and got down on one knee.

After vomiting a handful of blood, he leaned against the wall and looked up at me.

More blood flowed from the torn lower part of his body than he had just vomited.

Although the rain fell to wash his wounds, he did not heal.

The sin was too deep to be forgiven.

“It was one of the possibilities.”

“Possibility?”

“If you kill Agathon, the possibility that the owner will come.”

he let out a laugh.

“How is it different from throwing fire on dry firewood?”

As he said, Agathon was firewood.

Killing Agathon was throwing an ember.

“If I didn’t kill Agathon, my blood relatives wouldn’t have withdrawn from Wallochia. If Agathon is left as it is, Wallochia will become subordinate to Vlad.”

“I never thought the damned guy was a blood relative.”

“Even if you are a great noble, in the end you are just a servant of a different race.”

shed that laugh

“I guess so. No matter how much human beings struggle, no matter how much they fight, in the end they are livestock… Look over there.”

A trembling hand pointed in front of me.

There was the body of Count Hugo where he pointed.

To be exact, there was Hugo’s head.

The shape of the body was unrecognizable, and the face was full of pain.

“I was abandoned by a stupid thing that clung to me to save me.”

Even Vlad didn’t survive, how dare you save him?

There couldn’t have been anything more disrespectful to a blood relative.

“One gesture. It made me go away.”

And the duke got caught up in it and lost half of his body.

The blood relatives did not attack with the intention of killing the duke.

The shove, which was meant to shake him off, tore him lightly.

“I’ve been proud of one talent all my life. Is it like this?”

He laughed in a low voice.

“All the great nobles, including me, are dead. Many of the guys belonging to the noble council must have died.”

I nodded.

Even the scarecrow king was about to be poisoned.

Is there any reason to keep a better nobleman alive?

“Are you going to be King of Wallochia?”

“No, not yet.”

“Is it still not enough after all this?”

The duke shuddered and let out a breath.

“It wasn’t enough to kill my blood relative, I even killed the emperor. I can’t believe it even when I see it with my own eyes. How could a human… be that way? Are they really human?”

“They are human. They just trust me too much.”

“you? why?”

he raised his face

And narrowed his eyes.

“I see now.”

I raised my hand in front of my eyes.

like covering the light.

“When I first saw you. A strange feeling I felt then. I know what it is. Your presence… it felt so huge that it gave me goosebumps.”

“It’s called the level of the soul.”

“It’s a case… that’s an appropriate word.”

He lowered the back of his hand and looked at me.

As if looking at a bright light, I reflexively narrowed my eyes.

He tried to open his eyes again and again, but failed, and he lowered his face.

“Bright. Really frightening.”

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the duke murmured.

Death is the separation of the soul from the body.

The reason he can see the character of my soul more clearly than before is probably because death is near.

“Are you human?”

I was silent.

His voice trembled.

“Only once in my life. I have seen God.”

It must be Horvid.

If you’re a high-ranking aristocrat, the church will call you at least once.

He had seen Horvid, the god of wolves served in the kingdom.

“God said it. ‘Your life is given by me’, ‘Your fate is determined by me’, ‘Those who rule are born with the fate of masters, and those who are ruled are born with the fate of slaves’.”

I snorted.

“It is false. It’s a lie to rule and corrupt human beings by different things. It is to justify all sins in the name of God’s will.”

Mazenkin let out a laugh.

As his body shuddered, more blood leaked out.

“I believed that my actions were supported by the will of God. Therefore, it was believed that slaves were the livestock designated by the gods, that selling one’s own people was a tribute to the gods, and that betraying one’s country was permitted by the gods.”

This is the religion planted by this race.

It whispers to humans by putting up a false god.

Thus, it divides, corrupts, and dominates human beings.

“There is no God you seek in this world.”

“no. there is. Right now, in front of me, isn’t it like this?”

Mazenkin lifted his head with difficulty and looked at me.

The eyes looking at me widened.

The trembling of the body subsided.

“It is a punishment. punishment for our sins. From the moment you came here, our destiny has been set. Sin must be punished.”

His expression twisted and he tried to say something,

Mazenkin shut his mouth and lowered his head deeply.

His dishonest life had come to an end.

“It is God’s will…”

I saw Mazenkin’s necklace.

A necklace engraved with the symbol of the Wolf Cult.

‘It is Germania and Wallochia that rule the human world.’

It is false.

‘It is the religion that governs human beings. The world’s conspiracy has settled in that little town. There was an enemy who corrupts and dominates humans in the damned place where Tiamar was sealed.’

He tore off the necklace and threw it into the fire.

‘Conquering Wallochia is only the beginning. Only when Germania is conquered and even the Churches are conquered can all human beings in this world become one.’

I heard footsteps approaching.

King Pavé of Wallochia walked with the help of a lady-in-waiting.

As he limped closer, he stopped when he saw Mazenkin’s corpse.

For a moment, the boundary was in the eyes, and then it disappeared.

“Oh… oh my, Mazenkin… how could my only loyalist…”

The king mourning Mazenkin with a voice mixed with tears.

“Stop acting.”

The king frowned and looked at me.

“What are you talking about, Marquis?”

“Pave Kuslorp.”

I met the gaze of King Pavé directly.

He flinched when he met my gaze, but not out of demeanor.

“I can give you anything you want.”

“···what I want?”

“I will get you out of here. So that we don’t have to see humans killing humans and sucking their blood to fill their stomachs. I will let you live a normal life in a secluded and quiet place.”

“…”

Pavé erased his expression.

Previously, I referred to him as a funny person.

And before that, I said personality wasn’t bad.

He was one of the few uncorrupted humans in the city.

He hated the blood flowing through him again.

‘The most righteous man in the city of sin is an incompetent king.’

I laughed inwardly.

He was a man of good nature, but weak-willed.

Because he was the king of a country, he knew the truth of this world.

That humans are domestic animals and that the human world is a ranch for different races.

However, his weak will did not lead to resistance.

‘It was you who taught me the fall of the first dynasty.’

The only human king who resisted the alien race.

Pavé hated the ancestor who killed him and usurped the throne.

In the old episode, Pavé blamed himself for telling me the truth.

– I was so timid that I couldn’t resist like the 1st dynasty.

and told me

He didn’t want to be a king.

He said he wanted to live a quiet life away from the slaughterhouse of his blood relatives.

I recalled the ends I met in countless episodes.

The life he wanted never came true.

“And if you want more, I’ll make you an Oscar.”

“Oscar?”

Oscar, last king of the First Dynasty.

The king of humans who resisted a different race and was exterminated and called a tyrant.

“You have contradictions. I want to rest, but I have conflicting thoughts of wanting to stand up to the different races. I will give you a chance to achieve both.”

“Humans will resist a different race?”

“I killed the Emperor of Mycenae. Can you do anything worse than that?”

Pavé trembled as if he had been struck by lightning.

“The Emperor…?”

I knew that the confusion was caused by blood relatives, but I didn’t know that the emperor came and died to me.

I can’t believe it, it’s a lie, his gaze told me.

He looked straight at me and observed my expression.

Soon, his eyes widened as if he had read something from me.

“It’s okay to keep the throne warm as it has been until now. If you want this life, I will do you no harm. But if you want something from me, you must do the same. Pave.”

Pave was speechless.

The lady-in-waiting behind him carefully held his hand.

He shuddered for a moment, then nodded heavily.

He straightened his limp leg and said.

“As expected… I wasn’t an average bet either. Because my eyes are not wrong.”

The drunkenness disappeared from his voice.

“From the first time I saw you, I saw a hugeness that Majenkin could not contain. Bigger than Hugo’s owner… Mazenkin, you’re like a stupid nobleman, I told you. can you hold it Why die because you did something you couldn’t do?”

He let out a bitter laugh.

“What do you want from me? Do you want to abdicate?”

I shook my head.

“Not yet. With the power of the nobility remaining, if I have to abdicate right away, what I will face is resistance.”

“Then will you rule in front of me like Mazenkin?”

Neither is that.

Pavé is a king who has been a scarecrow since the time of his accession.

The direct jurisdiction held by the royal family is only a minor lord.

Sodomora was the capital, but it was not even owned by the royal family.

What should I do if I leave him as a scarecrow and rule Wallochia?

‘It’s probably less influential than when I puppeted Count Doreen.’

It is beneficial to have authority accumulated over many years like Mazenkin.

As a stranger from Germania, I live only in opposition.

“I will ask you two things.”

“two?”

“Send one of the slaves in this city to me.”

The total population of Sodomora rivaled that of all of northern Wallachia.

And half of them are slaves, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.

Pave was also well aware of this, so he squealed and blinked.

“Would that be possible?”

“Most of the central nobles who were slave masters must have died in this incident. Isn’t it easy to steal a slave who has lost his master?”

“That’s true… but what about food? How are you going to feed the slaves that are half your people?”

Instead of answering, I smiled.

Pavé laughed at my smile.

“Everything is prepared, from the beginning.”

He laughed like an idiot.

“What is the second?”

“Put the wind in.”

“wind?”

“Soon there will be a civil war. Make the fire bigger and blow the wind to reveal all that the tribes involved in the civil war have. And call me when the time is right.”

The Great Nobility that coordinated the Noble Assembly has disappeared.

Also, many members of the noble council have disappeared.

No matter how many times the dynasty changed, even Sodomora, which had authority as the capital, suffered irreparable damage.

‘A situation where the central administration literally disappeared overnight.’

The surviving but weakened central nobility,

Weak but unscathed local nobles,