Surviving as a Cult in a Different World

Chapter 167

Surviving as a Cult in a Different World

I woke up to find myself as a dark-age cult archbishop!

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Chapter 167 – 167 – Rust, Taking Over the World #1

167 – Rust, eating the world # 1

The Durgien region was like the backbone of the kingdom.

A bridgehead connecting the royal capital, Royal Road, and the provincial capital, Barakhan.

It has been historically proven that whoever occupies this area will have hegemony over the kingdom.

It was when Count Agarpe of the Durgien region surrendered to the church that the war between the old king Pendragon and the church took a sharp turn.

Anyway.

We escaped from Sodomy and advanced roughly, completely occupying the Agarpe territory.

This process took less than half a day.

There was almost no military conflict, because it was a perfect surprise operation and the performance of Lass, the Great Sinner, was dazzling.

“May 11th. Agarpe Estate holds a big event to honor the old ancestors of the Agarpe family. At this time, the soldiers’ job was to unarm, eat, drink, and sing.”

A big festival in Agarpe territory.

Taking advantage of what could be considered a major holiday for them, the red robes moved of their own accord.

“As expected, it’s Lars! “I knew all about the detours and underground waterways!”

Ezekiel, the 52nd baptist, trembled.

Thanks to the intelligence of Ras, who was suspiciously knowledgeable about the Agarpe territory, the Crusade’s detachment was able to open the castle gate in an instant and capture the people in no time.

“Hey, you guys! This land that our ancestors inherited cannot be lost to heretics like you! “I will fight until the end, even if I am the last one!”

Of course, there were places where resistance was strong.

The Agarpe Mansion was still putting up strong resistance, feeling like the last bastion.

Count Dovan was leading the soldiers, roaring like a very brave lion.

The fourth baptist, Bokor, clicks his tongue as he sees the slowdown in the occupation of Agarpe Mansion.

“Che, you really deserve to be called a hero who was active in the war 20 years ago. If time is wasted here, the plan will be disrupted in many ways. “Rust, please command me!”

Zek-.

Bokor took a toad out of his bag.
It was a very fat toad.

“I will release this plague toad and clean up the Agarpe Mansion… !”

No-.

I wanted to take over this mansion as cleanly as possible, but what if the plague toads are released?

It was nice to captivate everyone even if it took a little time.

Pot-.

At that moment, Lars with the butterfly mask jumped forward and spoke.

“The reason the Agarpe family betrayed the royal family and took the side of the church was because they were on the verge of extinction! “Leave this matter to me!”

Pot-.

When Lars in the butterfly mask gestured, the small boy was dragged out.

That guy was Dihon Agarpe, and Count Dovan’s expression turned pale as he looked out the window from inside the mansion.

“D, Dihon! Yes these guys! You’re holding Dihon hostage! Bring back the kidnapped Dihon!”

Zek-.

Lars shouted, grabbing Dihon by the back of his neck and lifting him up.

“Dihon is the only legitimate eldest son of the Agarpe family! If something happens to this guy here, the long history of the Agarpe family will come to an end!”

“Guaagh… ! Dad wants me to save Dihon quickly… ! I ask you to quickly surrender to the Blood Crusade and set Dihon free… !”

It was a very terrible sight.

Even the members of the Blood Crusade who were watching this held out their tongues.

Hans said.

“Being the last offspring means being the last sex. Getting rid of offspring is like getting rid of sex. This would be a great sin. Indeed, Ras-sama is a ruthless monster… !”

Doban was very angry at the sight of his only son being taken hostage.

“Yes you bitch Lars… ! You horribly witch… ! I, Dovan Agarpe, for the honor and faithfulness of my daughter Psyche, who passed away before me, will never forget this humiliation… !”

Sssss-.

Finally, the main gate of the mansion opened.

At the same time, her saint Galatea raised her sword high and shouted.

“It’s finally open! Enter her as if you were trampling on a shy virgin with her open legs, and fill her mansion with the shouts of the temple!”

Waaaaat-!

A loud and loud roar enveloped the mansion.

As long as Dihon, their only blood relative, was held hostage, the Count Agarpe family had no chance of victory.

The Agarpe family were people who valued family very much.

“I never thought Ras would use a trick.”

“The current Lass is stronger than when he was a whirlpool two years ago!”

“It’s truly Neuras!”

There were many things I wanted to say, but I couldn’t.

Psyche also cared for the Agarpe family.

However, Psyche takes the initiative and invades and destroys her own home.
Even worse, they even took his younger brother Dihon hostage!

It was then.

Someone said.

“So, how will Lass punish Count Agarpe?”

“I know. “Las, you would never leave Count Agarpe alone, right?”

“… !”

Shocking-.

Lass shivered.

The guy seemed very angry, and a cloud of red steam rose up on his head.

“Count Agarpe! From now on, you are my horse… ! Just like you walked around the mansion with 5-year-old Psyche on your back, take Lars around the mansion!”

Pot-.

Lars made Dovan Agarpe, who had been taken hostage, lie down like a horse and then climbed on top of him.

Doban Agarpe screamed.

“Wow! I can’t believe I have to give up my back, which I used only for my daughter Psyche, to a woman like you! Even when I die, I have no shame in seeing my daughter Psyche! Wow! Psyche! Sorry! Your father gave in to evil… !”

An act that takes away the memories and dignity of a father.

Seeing this, the baptists were amazed and said, “It is indeed Lars,” Or “He is so vicious!”

“Dihon! Dihon, my son!”

Pababat-.

Countess Vilhemina burst out of her mansion with her hair blown out.
She hugged her son Dihon and shed tears.
Dihon was struggling and running wild.

“Keeeeek… ! Ang kimono… !”

“Huh, how could you say such evil words…?” ! Lars, you vicious bitch… ! How dare you take my son and do something to him? ! That good boy became like this in just a few days… !”

A mother crying as she sees her son who has changed horribly.

It was a very desperate look.

Even the members of the Crusade, who are said to have seen no blood or tears in that sight, whispered, “Don’t you think it’s too harsh?” Or “Ras is a very terrible person.”

After that, Lars continued to smash things like the stone statue of Psyche Agarpe and the tombstones of his ancestors that were decorated in the Agarpe Mansion.

It seemed as if he could not tolerate his violence and seemed to be deliberately trying to show it off.

“I am Ras, the Great Sin Seat! This is how Lars acts!”

I am… That sight was so scary… !

Because I was certain that I would die on the day that violence turned towards me!

Anyway.

With this feeling, the occupation of the Durgien region ended smoothly.

# # #

We captured all the guns installed in the Agarpe family.

A total of 125 questions.

It was well managed and was able to be put into practice right away.

Michelan, the third baptist, smiled and admired.

“With this level, we can breach any fortress or wall. Flame. Let’s set off a bigger spark towards the world! Fire! Roar! Hot! “That is art!”

Michelan, who was an amazing artist in his own right, ‘s condition had become increasingly strange over the past two years.

However, as he said, if you have this much firepower, you will be able to take over quite a few castles.

Sze-. Tak.

Roland placed tools similar to chess boards on the situation board installed in the conference room of the Agarpe Mansion.

“Currently, our troops number approximately 70,000. And the number of allied troops staying in the capital is approximately 100,000. An all-out war will unfold where we are numerically disadvantaged.”

Invading the royal capital, Royal Road.

It wasn’t something that was unfamiliar to me.

Because I was an expert when it came to invading the royal capital.

Roland continued speaking.

“The defense of the royal capital is well-fortified by Marquis Sandros’ personal soldiers, including the platinum wizard Thorin. It won’t be possible to occupy it as easily as Durgien’s.”

Roland’s opinion was reasonable, but there was one thing that needed to be corrected.

I said.

“There is no such thing as easy sex in this world. But for me, sex is easier than eating cake. I ate Nayuta’s virgin and I ate the non-virgin of eternity.”

“… !!!”

“… !!!”

Everyone in the room held their breath.

They began to tremble as if they had heard a very big truth, and many fainted one after another.

Soon Hans, who was writing down everything I said, said.

“Indeed, nothing in the world is easy, but this means that in the presence of the omnipotent Rust, nothing is difficult! I, Hans, know! This is the metaphor of “Hitting rice cakes while lying down” That appears in the fifth line of page 66 of Demonic Sword… ! It’s a story full of truth… !”

It was like that.

Occupying the royal capital, Royal Road, was as easy for me as lying down and pounding rice cake.

Last two years.

It wasn’t just that I was healing while looking at the fluffy fur of the sheep.

It’s all planned out.

It was then.

Galatea plunged her sword into the map of the royal capital.

Pot-!

“There is that obnoxious Saint Milione in the royal capital. That guy is like a chastity belt that has blocked the advance of our crusade several times. “She will definitely have to capture that guy alive.”

I guess so.

Is Milione staying in the royal capital now?

A saint.

Since it was a word that did not really fit with Milione, I couldn’t help but think about it in many ways.

Zek-.

At that moment, Lars in the butterfly mask spoke.

“If it’s Milione, leave it to me! Because that guy and I had to settle the matter someday!”

A very proud shout.

Soon the fourth baptist, Michelan, was greatly impressed.

“Could it be possible to see it? “Turning the Saint’s Windmill,” Which was Lars’ specialty!”

「The Saint’s Windmill」.

I frowned at that strange name.

What is that?

Just Psyche… Lars shouted as if he had been waiting.

“Okay! Turning a saint’s windmill is the main skill of Lass, the Great Sinner! Those girls who pretend to be pious and simple like Milione… “I’m exposing every detail of your skirt!”

Does Psyche know what “Rolling the Virgin’s Windmill” Is?

In many ways, my eyes became dizzy.

“So, Master Rust, how are you planning to take over that heavily guarded royal capital? “I have no idea what method they are going to use.”

At that time, someone asked quietly.

He was the 52nd baptist, Ezekiel.

This guy was a second-generation baptist who had been baptized by first-generation baptists such as Hans and Galatea, and Galatea laughed at Ezekiel.

“Ezakiel. You still have a long way to go. Still don’t understand what Rust means? Master Rust has a perfect, wonderful, thick and solid plan to take over the royal capital without shedding a single drop of blood.”

“It’s just as you said. I, Hans, know full well how great Rust’s plan is. Of course, even I, Hans, the chief baptist, can only grasp the grand plan like a mosaic, but—.”

Zek-.

Hans bows his head to me.

“I have already put into motion the plan that Master Rust commanded me in my dream. According to my expectations, the results should have come out yesterday, but I was still lacking in carrying out Rust’s wisdom.”

Hans seemed to feel ashamed, as if he really didn’t know what to do with his body.

He seemed like a subordinate who had made a huge mistake, and I frowned.

What kind of plan did you implement?

I didn’t say anything.

I started to have uneasy premonitions.

Pudadadadadak-.

Just then, something flew into the window of the Agarpe Mansion.

It was a pigeon.

Zek-.

A note tied to the pigeon’s leg.

What is written there─.

Surviving as a Cult in a Different World

I woke up to find myself as a dark-age cult archbishop!

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