Surviving as a Cult in a Different World

Chapter 27

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 27 – 027 – Regression # 2

027 – Regression # 2

“The main unit is still waiting?”

Psyche.

She received information on the location and status of the punitive force several times a day.

Eliezer, an old and seasoned servant, relayed the situation to her ears.

“Yes, lady. It looks like the bandits are still camped out in front of the cave and waiting. They say he stays there for several hours. I wonder if there is a reason─.”

Psyche became curious about why the punitive force stopped walking.

As she turns her head, various thoughts appear and disappear like bubbles.

‘Speed ​​would be the key to this surprise operation. By now, news should have arrived that the Crescent Moon Sisters have also dispatched 40 troops. But why wait─.’

Is everyone scared?

No, I thought it couldn’t be that way.

That’s because her husband, Hyde, went out to the military, promising that Dihon’s illness would improve significantly within a week.

‘If you think about it, my husband, Hyde, kept everything he promised. There must be a reason for this wait. That’s probably my husband’s idea. Hyde, what do you think…’

Flash-.

Then suddenly a thought flashed like a ray of light.

Psyche was surprised.

“Eliezer, you said earlier that you couldn’t see knights like Hyde, Oscar, and Loras in the main unit, right?”

“Yes, I did. I thought it was strange because I couldn’t even see Paulo. “I thought maybe they were having a strategy meeting inside the barracks.”

Psyche realized why she couldn’t see them.

And he felt very embarrassed.

‘Swoop… ! They’re really planning a raid… ! With the main unit as bait and only a few people… !’

When Psyche came to that thought, she could not remain still.

So he asked the old servant.

“Grandpa! Please prepare me the fastest horse in Agarpe! Hurry! If we are not careful, many things may become irreparable! Please!”

“I understand, miss. Rather, it’s my grandfather. Even when she fell ill, he was very sad because he thought he would never be called that again.”

Eliezer immediately prepared one of her fastest and strongest white horses.
At that time, Psyche, who had put on her armor, put a well-made sword on her belt and kicked the side of his horse.

“Hey!”

Puhihihi-.

Psyche begins to advance through the Agarpe territory like a flash of light.

When people who saw her red hair fluttering around exclaimed, “Wow.”

Psyche blamed herself inwardly.

‘I don’t have a good feeling. Of course, I should have followed along!’

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Behind the whirlpool mask.

The woman was so upset that she even forgot her own name.

So I destroyed everything I could see and touch.

Then I seemed to feel a little better.

Of course, it was only for a moment.

I couldn’t even tell what the anger was directed at.

I’m just angry─.

I vaguely felt that this fiery anger would not stop until it burned my body.

Hot air.

A scream that is crushed by the end of a fist.

The woman who had put her body through all of this finally heard a voice calling her.

“Ras, calm down. And focus on my voice!”

Las-.

It wasn’t her own name.

However, she was a name I had heard before somewhere, and the male voice also felt familiar and nostalgic.
It felt like we had known each other for a very long time.

Of course, those thoughts were drowned out by the endless anger that surged from deep within her heart.

‘My name is not Lars. So there’s no need to follow that voice.’

I was angry.

First, kill the woman and child in front of you─.

As I was thinking that, the voice spoke again.

“You ignorant bitch. Your name isn’t Lars, so you don’t think I need to hear it? Your name is Lars. Lars in anger. Because I will call you that and from today onwards you will be called that by the world.”

“…”

Las.

There is a name given to the anger that has no end and no reason is known.

It was only then that Lars was able to open her eyes from behind the whirlpool mask.

As I looked ahead in the red gaze, I saw a naked man lying in a pitiful state, with a young boy dragging him by the arm.

“Lord Loras! Hurry and run away!”

There was another woman who held such a boy in her arms.

“Hey, it’s dangerous. Do… I have to run away…”

Everywhere filled with the smell of blood.

I also saw a cult that started to spread again.

In this strange situation, Lars found someone more striking than the naked man.

He was a man wearing robes that, like himself, were red with blood.

He was quite tall, about six feet tall, and had a mask made of black iron on his face.
But it wasn’t the mask or tall stature that made Lars pay attention to him.

Blur, bulge-.

His lower body stood tall like a spear, and its size and thickness were so prominent that they could not be hidden.

It was as if it was stabbing Lars in the eye.

‘What is that? ‘Are you crazy?’

Even though Lars was still angry, he could tell that the man was something unusual. Because it was a size that looked more obscene than a knight panting naked.

Soon the man spoke.

“Let me tell you one thing: I have a habit of getting an erection when I wear a mask. “I didn’t specifically get an erection just because I saw you, so don’t misunderstand, Lars.”

“What the fuck! What are you showing me? “I will kill them all!”

Grumbling-.

The flame in my heart burned fiercely again.

Lars just felt like he wanted to burn everything.

No one can understand this feeling except yourself.

When you think like that─.

The man in the iron mask raised one of his fingers.

“Las, I know how you feel. You probably want to hide behind a mask and watch the world burn. You’ll think it would be nice if everything were on fire. That would be enough.”

“What do you say you know! Die! “You fucking bastard!”

Lars walked towards the man and punched him hard in the stomach with his fist.

Wow!

With a loud sound, the man’s body fell into a ‘L’ position.

But Lars couldn’t help but be surprised.

‘You didn’t even scream when I just punched you? No matter how much I tried to control my strength, I couldn’t do this, right?’

Lars took a step back in surprise.

At that time, the man raised his head, and even though blood was flowing out from under his iron mask, he did not let out a single groan of pain.

Zek-.

The man raised his finger again.

“Ras, listen to me, you little bitch. It’s better to leave for today. And it would be better to spare the people gathered here.”

“Save me? No, since you have seen my face, you must kill them all. Including you!”

Crunchy-.

Lars cracked his fingers and unclenched his fists.
If everyone gets punched in the face, all work will be neat.

However, the masked man shook his head.

“All humans are born in sin. Because of this, humans suffer from the penalty of sin from the time they are born until the moment they die. Sometimes being alive itself is more painful than dying. Make them live forever in shame.”

“Do you think I will listen to such sophistry?”

“They have a role. Lars, you want a spark. A flame that will set the world on fire. “I will show you the seed here now.”

Zek-.

The man took out a pen with a feather from his robe.

Although it can be easily seen anywhere, it was an old-fashioned feather pen.

“I have a pen, but no paper.” No, it’s here.”

Left ahhh-!

The man tore the tattered clothes off of the woman, who could only say, “Ugh,” Like an idiot.

When the well-trained body was revealed, the shadow cast on the man’s lower body became even larger.

‘It’s going to get bigger from there? Does that make sense?’

When Ras is admired in many ways.

The man stamped the tip of a feather pen on the woman’s body.

And with that blood, he began writing letters on the woman’s body.

“Ugh, stop it…”

“Galatea, stay still. You become a sacrifice at this moment. Otherwise, you will just die like a dog. Of course, from now on I will have to live a life worse than death!”

A defenseless innocent.

A wicked person who carves letters on his body.

The moment Lars saw it, he felt a bigger flame blooming within him. It was something bigger than anger, and this was the first time Lars had ever felt this way.

It was a story engraved on the woman’s body.

I’ve never seen it before.

It was a story I had never seen before, and there were many words I had never seen before.

‘Rust’s penis is 1 meter long? What is a meter? What unit is this!? What is a kilogram?’

Swish, swish-.

Without stopping his hand even for a moment, the man began writing a story in red letters all over the woman’s body.
The form of writing down thousands of characters per minute seemed like a revelation from God and vice versa.

‘Have I received a revelation from the devil?’

Lass was impressed.

After reading her letters at a glance, I laughed heartily behind her.

“This is my first time hearing a story like this! Writing letters in blood on a woman’s body. I’ve never even heard of such an idea! Hey, what’s the title? “The title of this story.”

“The title is…”

Behind the mask.

The man remained silent for the first time.

Short and long silence.

After about 5 seconds, the man spoke.

“The title is ‘Devil’.”

“Even a devil! Yes, this really deserves to be a firework. It’s a flame that can set the world on fire. This flame will really set everything in the world on fire! Haha,—!”

Lass is written all over this woman’s body-.

No, I had no doubt that this man who wrote it was the flame that would set the world on fire.

I feel like I found the treasure I’ve been looking for my whole life.

However, the anger was not completely relieved.

“But I will still kill this naked man. Even if I leave it alone, it will fall apart, but I don’t like the way it looks. “I liked killing confident knights.”

Huuuuung-.

Lars with his feet raised.

It was then.

The naked man who was lying down until now.

Loras stood up.

Then he placed his finger on the boy Paulo’s neck and shouted.

“Hey, don’t fucking move from now on! If anyone lifts a finger, this bastard will lose his life! You bastards! “I can kill this bastard with just one finger!”

“Lord Loras… !”

Boy Paulo.

The boy’s eyes became dizzy with a sense of betrayal and shock he had never felt before.

The knight I longed for.

A knight among knights.

He held himself hostage to beg for his life.

“Haha! Okay! Okay! Everyone, just stay still! Haha! No one can kill Loras! I’m going to go back to the Count’s house! Of the count’s family—.”

“Loras, the Smiling Knight.”

At that time, the man in the iron mask spoke.

Behind the mask, his voice was very calm and cool.

So much so that Loras, full of anger, instinctively listened.

“Go with a smile until the last moment.”

It was from then on.

Loras couldn’t hold back his laughter as he felt a tickle in his stomach. It felt like ants were crawling under her skin, and it felt like someone was teasing her brain with a feather.

Excess of anything can be harmful.

Any further laughter would only cause pain to Loras, and blood would spurt from his eyes and mouth.

“Cough!”

Lars did not miss that very moment.

Ras grabbed Loras’ right arm, which was holding the boy’s neck, and twisted it, and Loras’ arm broke like a dry barley stalk and twisted strangely.

“Kwaaaaak!”

Sigh-!

Blood spurting from his right arm, where his bones were sticking out.

It bounced towards the man in the iron mask, creating a strange shape of a cross.

The masked man spoke from beneath the red flowing cross.

“Loras, your arm was destined to be broken.”

“You, now.”

Kwasik-.

Loras’ head exploded beneath Ras’ feet.

That’s it.

It should have been that way, but—.

“Lord Loras! Okay, who are you? What a terrible thing are you doing! Hyde! Where is my husband Hyde!?”

Surviving as a Cult in a Different World

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

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