Chapter 41 – Death to the False Archbishop – 1

Being bored is scary. Because it makes any pleasure dull. No matter how delicious I ate, I quickly got tired of it, and no matter what kind of person I met, I got sick of seeing the face after a few days. At the age of twenty-one, I entrusted myself to the church, thinking that I had experienced all the pleasures I could taste.

One day, when I was meaninglessly living day by day, a girl came to me. A girl who fell in love with a boy was so innocent that she considered the desires of the flesh that spring from love to be filthy. The girl confessed to me that whenever she thinks of the boy, she feels strange and drives her crazy, and that her private parts, which she cannot tell others, tingle so much.

And I too, hearing the story, felt a strange pleasure that cannot be explained in words.

At first, I thought it was just because of the expression of basic empathy ability. Just as when a child cries, the other children next to him also burst into tears, I thought that I felt that way because I deeply sympathized with the girl’s feelings. Okay. I was definitely thinking that way and tried to get over it.

But when I came to my senses, I was already fucking that girl’s body like crazy.

After ejaculating inside the girl several times, I realized what I had done and bowed my head to apologize. I cried and clung to myself, sincerely reflecting on the crime I had committed. However, a girl whose virginity was stolen by a man she did not love could not forgive that easily, so I had to choose another method in the end.

That was the day I first discovered my talent. I used the magic I knew and some techniques to shake the girl’s heart. Surprisingly, the girl promised to keep quiet even while crying, and I passed the crisis like that.

However, the long-awaited desire did not let go of me so easily.

At first, I thought it was just a sense of immorality coming from a taboo. But every time I peeped at the body of the girl who attended the service, I realized that the feelings I felt were not like that. In the end, I couldn’t stand it for a week and went to her girl’s house first, and then I raped her again.

Only then did I realize The reason why I felt boredom about all my desires. That’s because I didn’t really love those desires. From that day on, I felt pleasure in the depths of my heart as I watched countless girls be toyed with, violated, and destroyed. The rudimentary pleasure of raping girls and the sense of conquest of standing above them irresistibly. It all came with an unbearable pleasure.

After I raped all the girls in the village, I realized. I won’t get tired of this no matter how many years pass. This is the ultimate pleasure I can feel.

Okay.

In that sense, I am now in heaven.

He reached out through the stale air he was used to and grabbed a shadowy figure. Then a faint moaning sound came out.

“Ha…Ah…”

This soft and chewy texture is definitely a rose. Of course it wasn’t his real name. It’s just a name I gave myself. However, these girls’ real names were meaningless because they would mix with me until they died. I stroked the small twig of the rose and lightly touched the pink petals.

“Huh…Ah…”

It whined a little. Do you still feel ashamed? I liked him because he was a very strong psyche. Because a child like this can enjoy it very leisurely.

Wanting to savor it slowly, I turned my head and reached out to the other girl this time. Even in the dim darkness, he vigorously rubbed his shining white buttocks, but no meaningful reaction came back. Is it already broken? Even when he persistently explored her genitals with his hands, the girl instinctively flinched at her waist, but couldn’t even turn her body. Looking at the flowers that were cut off at a young age, I left a brief comment.

“I’ll have to clean it up.”

After a long time, I got up and hugged the girl. The girl who came out of her lightly wheezes in my arms and pats her head against her chest as she catches her breath. Maybe she even imagines being held in her mother’s arms. If only I could break this cute little girl’s head and destroy even that imagination. With that thought in mind, I approached the collection box next to the door.

Thud. Thud.

“Archbishop.”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and an unfamiliar priest’s voice. It was a voice I hadn’t heard in a long time, but I felt annoyance rather than joy.

“I know it’s not a regular inspection day. Who dares to talk to me?”

“I’m sorry, Archbishop Bobby.”

“Well, that’s fine. Get rid of the kids and fill them with new ones. Damn it. It’s been a year already, do I really have to say this?”

When I got angry, the priest shut his mouth as if he had nothing to say. But there was never a sound of going away. I sighed deeply and glared at the door.

“What. Do you have something to say?”

“Yes. That’s…”

Even though it was nothing more than permission to speak, the priest dragged on needlessly. Then, the moment I was about to get angry again, I heard a word that was more frightening because it was classic.

“It’s a big deal.”

“What. What’s going on?”

“That…That’s… Followers…”

“What about believers?”

He hesitated again for a long time before finally coming up with a word.

“The faithful… Are protesting that they will bring the Archbishop to religious judgment.”

“What?”

It was a statement that felt realistic enough to be overly absurd. I frowned and opened my mouth.

“What kind of bullshit is that? All of a sudden why? No, more than that, I’m supposed to have entered the Ascension Ritual. But why me all of a sudden?”

“That’s it…”

“Damn it. Don’t stutter. Speak straight. Before you dig those stupid eyes out.”

The door was still closed, but the priest gasped and shuddered. Then, again, he uttered shockingly nonsensical nonsense.

“The saintess… Accused the archbishop.”

“What? What now?”

“The saintess stood in front of the citizens and formally accused the archbishop.”

…

Sarah is…

Me…?

Excessive shock caused me to drop the girl in her arms to the floor. Crispy, I heard the sound of something softer than a person’s body falling. I put my hands on my temples and tried to understand the situation.

“Sera… No, why the saintess?”

“That is…”

“No, before that. How did the saintess get out of the church? How the hell did she break through so many priests and followers?”

Suddenly, my head started pounding like it was burning. Sure, it would be a simple headache, but somehow it felt like a preview of the doom to come to me.

I’m sure Sera locked herself in the confessional room and instructed me to collect donations. For over five years, she was eaten like a dog by countless believers and learned her helplessness. No matter how much I tried to find a link between them, nothing came to mind. What on earth did I miss for a year to make this happen?

Then, suddenly, something crossed my mind. Come to think of it, Leo said he was sending one of his direct subordinates, so why haven’t we heard about him yet? Not to mention that he came and talked about something, and he didn’t even hear that he had arrived properly?

Now, beyond the throbbing in his head, goosebumps ran through his whole body. At least one year. I’ve only been away for a year. What the hell happened in between?

Jump

“Ah…”

I violently pushed the door open, and the pure air from outside rushed in and sizzled in my lungs. I endured the pain and opened my eyes to see a priest with a faint knife mark on his forehead looking at me with shaking eyes. There was a deep-rooted fear mixed in those eyes, but it never came from facing me.

While I was looking at the priest’s face to try to figure out where the root of that fear was, I suddenly heard a faint sound in my ears. I thought it was the voice of one of the girls in the room, but there was an incredibly strong emotion and power in that little voice. As I listened to the sound, I suddenly realized the source and raised my head.

“Oh my god…”

The sound was coming from outside the building, not inside.

“Nonsense…”

It felt like the tips of my fingers were getting cold. Voices from outside the building can be heard through the walls and even inside this basement?

How. How many people are gathered?

“Archbishop…”

“How many people are out there right now?”

“That is…”

“Answer me! How many people are there!”

The priest paused, then lowered his head and gave an answer that felt more hopeless than any number.

“…I do not know.”

…

Maybe this is it a dream

Suddenly, I felt as if my head was spinning and my whole body was losing strength. I grabbed my throbbing hair, then suddenly gritting my teeth and raising my head.

“Yeah. I don’t know. That’s it.”

“Yes? Ah…Ugh!”

I grabbed him by the collar and stomped away. I didn’t wear anything, so the soles of my feet felt cold and the parts of my body that I hadn’t taken care of shook, but I didn’t care. Little things like that didn’t come into my head.

This can’t be true It’s clearly a lie. It’s just a trick to fool me. Who dares to rebel against this Archbishop Bobby? And Sarah How could that bitch rebel against me? With what kind of face would that girl who abandoned her friend and cheated on the person she loved and couldn’t leave my side ask for my sins?

One year. Yes, in almost a year I was on my way to the door to the outside world. It’s a lie. Obviously a lie Inwardly, he said that and restrained himself, but as he approached the ground, the ringing in his ears grew louder. Still, I frantically climbed the stairs and held on to the basement door. And forcefully opened the door.

And in the next moment, as the dazzling light poured in, a loud shout resounded.

“Death to Archbishop Bobby!”

“Archbishop Bobby, come out and be judged by the citizens!”

“Come out, Archbishop Pig!”

Voices of many people. And the countless emotions mixed in it rang from all sides and tore the deaf ears. Even though I couldn’t see out the window, I could easily tell how many people were surrounding me from the various voices that I couldn’t even dare to count.

One hundred people? Five hundred? No, a thousand people? Maybe the whole city? When I thought of a single number, more shouts echoed as if ridiculing my imagination, pressing my whole body hard. It felt like the whole city was running to beat me up.

“Arch… Archbishop…”

Then, when I turned my gaze to the small voice I heard, a priest was staring at me trembling. I blankly opened his mouth.

“What the hell…What happened?”

“That is…”

“What the hell happened… Did this happen?”

I let go of the collar I was holding and stared in vain. I could still hear the voices of those who were angry in my ears.

“Come out of your way, you fake archbishop!”

“Where has my daughter gone, you devil!”

“There is no way to escape anymore! Come out at ease, Archbishop!”

“…”

In between the meaningless cheers, the karma I had committed came out sparsely. Sins that I thought would be weighed down under the name of a hero who saved the empire. The karma you never believed would come. All of that suddenly crawled all over my body.

No, maybe that’s just my delusion. In fact, he lied about entering the ascension ceremony and boasted that it was to enter his own heaven, but it was not like that. Believers who no longer make donations out of pure faith, and priests who are beginning to harbor dissatisfaction. Even, a murder case that occurred within the church and a warning from Leo. I was in denial, but all of them were indicators pointing to my downfall.

Okay. This was no sudden catastrophe.

The gallows rope that had been holding me down had finally begun to press down on my neck.

“Archbishop…”

At that time, one of the priests who had been grabbed by my collar raised his head and spoke to me. When I looked away, he continued to speak while giggling.

“It doesn’t matter how it happened now. The important thing is to solve the situation. All the guards are guarding the outside of the cathedral, but if we don’t do it like this, citizens will come inside before today.”

“…So?”

“So that’s what I mean…”

He swallowed his saliva and looked at me. I stared at him in silence, and soon a trembling voice came out.

“The Archbishop…Go out and sort things out…”

…

I didn’t answer. Then he hurriedly waved his hand and made his excuses.

“I am not saying that you should absolutely respond to judgment. The citizens are saying that, but if the archbishop leaves, he will never do that. If you just do that…”

“…If you do that, you’ll be immediately decapitated, right? I don’t even know what the saintess was talking about.”

“Yes?”

When I spoke in a lively tone, he opened his mouth in bewilderment. I looked at that expression and turned my eyes to the other priests around me.

“You guys think that’s right too? You think it’s right for me to leave?”

“…”

There was no answer. They looked at each other but said nothing.

“Then let’s ask something else this time. Is the saintess out there real?”

“…”

“Why can’t you answer? Was it such a difficult question? They ask if the saintess in front of me is real. If you don’t know, who the hell knows? Answer me. Is the saintess in front of me real?”

In the end, she couldn’t stand it and screamed, but there was no answer. However, she was able to read a weak positive energy in it. But. If it was fake, he would have brought a real saint and denied it.

But it was hard to imagine that Sera had even pointed a knife at me while controlling the maddening mob. I hadn’t seen her for almost a year, but I knew how she spent that year. That she had a gimmick of something. And it was clear that the saintess in front of her was not Sarah.

It should have been clear. That way I’ll have a little bit of a way to live. That saintess must be fake. She must be the truth

Okay. It has to be. I don’t care if it’s a lie That saintess is fake. Even if she’s real, she has to fake it.

“Ugh…”

Blood dripped from my hand, as if I had been biting my nails without realizing it. I looked blankly at the drops of blood that flowed down my fingertips to my palms, then suddenly raised my head.

For a moment.

The real thing make it fake

A crazy thought popped into my head. A long time ago, some crazy priests thought it was a dog trying to make a few bucks. Of course, even now, that thought has not changed.

But like that priest said, I had to do something now.

“Hey.”

“Yes?”

“Who let the saintess escape this place?”

“That is…”

He glanced around, but couldn’t answer easily. However, when he turned his head and looked into the eyes of the other priests, it was easy to guess who the culprit was. I looked at him again and smiled.

“Don’t worry. I don’t intend to reprimand you now. I just want you to take responsibility for your actions.”

“Are you responsible?”

I put my hand on his shoulder and looked around. Fortunately, there were a few suitable ones. Of course. There aren’t a couple of scumbags living like me in this church.

“I’ll explain from now on.”