Chapter 170 – 170 – Hyde, Refuting Archibald Medici # 1

170 – Hyde refutes Archibald Medici # 1

“I heard His Holiness Pope Lucy left the room.”

The Great Crusade of Barakhan.

A man’s voice rang out in the chapel.

He was a great person with a sharp face and confident attitude.

He was clad in a golden cloak, and on his broad shoulders and open shirt hung a very beautifully crafted platinum cross.

Agiles, a platinum knight of the old kingdom.

He used to be so fat that he was called the Great Sin of Sloth, but when I met him after a long time, he was slim and no longer lazy.

“Aguiles. Shinsoo looks good. “I thought he would retire forever.”

The tip of Medici Archibald’s mouth trembled at the sight.
It was because I remembered the experience of many operations frequently failing due to the presence of that man.

Zek-.

Agiles shrugged his shoulders and spoke as if he were lamenting.

“It only looks good on the outside, but the skills aren’t even half what they used to be. I’m getting older too. We all got older. “I guess that’s how much time has passed.”

“If you came here to talk nonsense, leave. “I say it’s prayer time now.”

Archibald the Medici was slightly offended that his prayer time was interrupted.

Aguiles spoke to Medici.

“No problem. We cannot disturb the prayer time of the faithful Archibald Medici. “Your eldest son has become a great knight of platinum, and her daughter is called a saint, right?”

“…”

“I’m going to be sad because the anniversary of my second son Oscar’s death is coming up soon. If the second son were still alive, he would certainly have become a famous priest in his own right. It’s sad.”

“Aguiles. Discussing the possibilities of those who are already dead is not very productive. “It is enough to honor them once on the anniversary of their death.”

“That is correct. With so many people dying, how foolish would it be to not prepare for tomorrow because we are thinking about them?

Whisk.

Aguiles sat down roughly on any bench in the chapel.

Zek-.

Agiles, a man with his hands together as if praying.

His eyes were looking at the huge cross installed on the podium of the chapel.

“Then let’s talk about today. His Holiness the Pope, who escaped from the room, would soon be caught and returned to the prison-like room of that high spire. That’s why you are giving orders like that.”

“Okay. “I think his safety is the top priority.”

“No. Safety is an excuse to keep you locked up. Because her presence may get in the way of the man you follow. Archibald. “Why are you taking Gregory’s side?”

Agiles asked directly.

Instead of answering, Medici Archibald looked closely at the sword sheath and its handle hanging on Agiles’ waist.

Aguiles’ hands were still placed on the platform in front of the chair as if praying.

There was no sign of him pulling out a sword or swinging it, but he was a man who was once called “Agiles of Lightning.”

Medici knew very well why he was called that way, and he decided not to let down his guard.

“I’m taking Gregory’s side?”

“Okay. Medici Archibald. You would know. What I’m saying is that since the crazy moon rose in the sky, everyone has gone crazy. That children were no longer born.”

“…”

“You are helping Gregory. “The reason we’re locking Lucy up is that we know that she’s the only key and ladder that can reach Gregory, right?”

“That’s a lot of speculation, Agileth.”

“I also think it’s speculation. Gregory suspected you, kept you in check, pushed you into a certain position, or attacked you politically. But why are you helping Gregory like that?”

Aguiles was well aware of the fact that Gregory had treated Archibald the Medici poorly after winning the war.

There are even rumors that he is trying to destroy Medici, who could become his political enemy, in order to solidify the Pope’s position.

In fact, after the war 20 years ago, Medici Archibald was called archbishop, but he mostly wandered from one post to another and never held a prominent position in Barakán.

“Medici. I know you owe Gregory. But don’t you think that that debt was already paid off a long time ago, by crossing the walls of the royal capital? Worse yet, Gregory is dead. At least on the surface.”

“It’s a debt─.”

Medici Archibald thought about his debt.

In fact, Medici was in debt to Gregory.

It was a debt from a long time ago.

“Medici. Didn’t you say that one day on the anniversary of the death was enough to think about the dead? For such a smart person, you are taking a foolish path. Have you ever lost your way? Aren’t you walking along, thinking that the faintly shining light of the hungry ghost is a lamp?”

Zek-.

Agiles now stood up.

“Sooner or later, waves of flame will rush towards this Barakhan. Medici. Until then, think about which flag you would like to stand under.”

# # #

Barakhan was noisy.

It was because Pope Lucy escaped from the spire.

Knock-.

Someone knocked on the door, so the old nun got up and opened the door.

Crunch-.

“Sister Midnar. Have you by any chance seen King Lucy?”

“I didn’t see it.”

Sister Midnar.

She had returned to Barakhan and was staying in an old barn-like cabin.

“Still, I’ll search inside just in case.”

The knights enter the hut where Midnar resides and-.

They soon discovered a round, swollen pile of straw.

“What’s in this haystack?”

“I have a dog.”

“Arrr, wham-! Wah-! Kkkk-! Grrrr! “Grrrr, growl, growl!”

It was a very noisy dog.

“Hey, Maxim. It’s best not to touch this place. I know because I once raised a dog. “This is the sound that very crazy dogs make.”

“I think so too.”

The barking of the dog sounded as if it had rabies, and the soldiers felt that if they were bitten, they would be in big trouble, so they decided not to search the straw bales.

“If you see Lucy, please make sure to send her back to Shengwangcheng. It is for his safety.”

“I understand.”

Crunching, gi-ik-.

The door closed again.

Only then did Midnar, the prioress of the old Grande Convent, heave a sigh of relief.

Then she approached the straw and said.

“Lucy, you can come out now.”

Passyuk-.

Pope Lucy slipped out of the straw.

How many days has it been since I’ve been hiding like this?

Lucy took advantage of Watson’s commotion and escaped from the spire safely.

People would not believe that the benevolent Pope Lucy was clinging to the ceiling and moving about like a man possessed by a ghost or a cockroach hiding in a house.

“Sister, thank you for hiding me!”

Pot-.

Lucy embracing Midnar.

Midnar took Lucy away.

“Why on earth did you run away from Chengwangcheng? There are knights everywhere in Barakhan looking for you! I don’t even know how long I can hide you! Really!”

Midnar thought it was no different from when Lucy, the so-called Pope, had many accidents at the old Midnar convent.

However, Lucy had a plan.

“I’m going to meet Hyde! Hyde, who saved me from the convent!”

“Are you talking about that guy again? There was no such man. Lucy. “You had no choice but to leave the island because the Grande Convent burned down.”

“No! There really was a Hyde! “Hyde really existed!”

Lucy couldn’t figure out why people didn’t remember Hyde.

He was such a famous and loud person.

“Even if everyone else has forgotten, I haven’t forgotten Hyde! If I meet Hyde, something will work out! So I have to get out of this Barakhan!”

I heard something from Watson.

There is a black-haired shepherd living in Agarpe Village, located near the Agarpe Estate.

His facial expression seemed to resemble that of Hyde.

‘This time, it could just be someone else who looks just like me…’

It was right then.

The sound of people murmuring and heading somewhere could be heard through the old walls of the cabin.

━It’s over there!

━A strange preacher is giving a sermon!

━They say he debunked several priests with very strange logic!

A strange preacher preaches with mysterious logic?

The story made Lucy’s hair stand on end.

“Hyde!”

Pababat-.

Lucy ran vigorously wearing a robe borrowed from Sister Midnar.

She went to the square where people were chatting and heard someone standing in the center of the crowd and shouting loudly.

“Despair everyone! Hell is at hand! Despair!”

It was a very strange sermon.

However, Lucy’s appearance reminded her of Hyde, so she squeezed her way through the crowd.

Exciting, Exciting-.

In many ways, it feels like my heart is racing.

It was when we finally reached the front row.

‘Who, who is it?’

It’s not Hyde, it’s a man with a half bald head and a beard screaming at her with sweat pouring down his face?
It was a face I didn’t know at all.

“I am Balhazak, His Evangelist! Hell will soon come to Barakhan, so you all had better repent! Three days! There are only three days left!”

It was a man who said that Barakhan would fall within three days.

Seeing that, the crowd murmured and then burst into laughter.

“They always appear in Barakhan. Such strange fake prophets.”

“I will be captured by the knights soon. Hey, I just wasted my time.”

The citizens of Barakhan did not listen to heretical stories.

So, one or two people retreat.

Now the only one left was Lucy.

“Will hell really come to Barakhan in three days?”

Lucy asked the man who was still shouting loudly to himself.

The man who had been talking loudly for a while closed his mouth and looked at Lucy.

“Coming. But, Miss Lucy Emma. Depending on what you do, I think that time may be brought forward even further.”

Lucy was surprised.

Even though he had his face covered with a robe, he never thought anyone would recognize him.

“How did you recognize me?”

Lucy was scared.

Because it seemed like this man would hand himself over to the guards or knights again.

However, Evangelist Balhazak smiled and said.

“My Lord said: I’m probably the only woman in Barakhan who shows favor to me. She said that woman would be Miss Lucy Emma. It is indeed true.”

“… !”

“Miss Lucy, I wanted to meet you. And I have something I must tell you. My Lord is counting on your help. My Lord is the one whom you remember, and He also remembers you.”

Lucy was surprised.

At the same time, I became curious.

“What help can you give me…” ?”

“The Lord said that a small spark sometimes sets mountains on fire and covers the world. I’m here to find a little spark. Barakhan’s “Celibate Sisters.” Please find a woman there. “The woman we all know well.”

“Women… ?”

“The Lord said, She is the wife of Baron Voltaire, and her name is—.”