Surviving as a Cult in a Different World

Chapter 97

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 97 – 097 – Hyde! Murdered by Heretics!? # One

097 – Hyde! Murdered by heretics!? # 1

Clink-!

Psyche dropped the cup.

The cup fell to the floor and broke into pieces.

“What. Why is this falling?”

Zek-.

Psyche picked up the cups that fell on the wooden floor.

As she lowered her head, a black cat appeared at her window.

━Meow.

“Black cat? Did you drop this cup? What kind of cat? Are you a cat raised in the barracks? It looks amazing. “The fur is so shaggy that I can’t see my arms and legs.”

Swish-.

When Psyche held out her hand, the strange-looking cat jumped away and disappeared.

Psyche now stood up and looked out her window.
And she was surprised.

“You…”

The office of the barracks where Psyche is staying.

This was because a huge number of crows were sitting in the garden outside, staring at Psyche.

━Caw!

━Caw!

Food Duck-!

The crows finally disappear, fluttering their black feathers and flapping their wings.

At the same time, the golden cross that Psyche was wearing around her neck came loose and fell to her floor.

“It’s such a strange thing.”

The day was very busy from the morning.

Atalanta, who was watching this, opened her narrowed eyes and carefully asked a word.

“The cup randomly falls and breaks, a black cat appears, crows caw, and a cross falls to the floor. “Isn’t this a sign that something sinister is about to happen?”

Psyche frowned at Atalanta’s words.

Then he raised his finger and spoke to Atalanta.

“Lord Atalanta. There is no such thing as an omen of evil in this world. We must not be deceived by superstitions that are not found in the Bible! Do you understand?”

Psyche was staying with Atalanta these days.

Atalanta was more of a unilateral follower of Psyche, and Psyche also felt that Atalanta was somewhat pitiful, so she took her around.

The maid in the barracks saw this and thought to herself.

‘You said that when you were sparring with Lord Atalanta, you were hit from behind by her fist and you even vomited blood. ‘Lord Psyche is such a kind person to be like a sister to someone like that!’

The Holy See and Barakhan have been peaceful these past few days.

Was it because the man who created the noisy incident left?

Atalanta pictured the man in her mind.

“Maybe something bad will happen to your husband, Hyde.”

“Lord Atalanta. You shouldn’t believe in superstitions, right? I don’t have enough discipline! Make sure to copy Volume 1 of “Backstreet Nymph’s Village” Into your notebook today as well!”

“Chet-.”

Atalanta regretted that she had opened her mouth for no reason.
Then she said something.

“Then what about your dreams? Is interpreting dreams also a superstition? Joseph in the Bible also interpreted people’s dreams.”

“It’s a dream…”

For believers, dreams have also become a medium that shows various illusions and visions of the future.

How meaningful dreams did characters in the Bible have?

Thinking like that, Psyche remembered the dream she had this morning.

It was a dream in which people wearing black clothes and carrying weapons randomly went to the room where a man was staying and knocked on the door.

I had forgotten about it since I woke up, but now this came to mind.

‘What does the dream mean? Although Hyde said he didn’t attach much significance to things like dreams. I often had meaningful dreams…’

Atalanta asked Psyche, who was thinking like that.

“Psyche. What’s going on?”

“No. “I had a dream.”

“We Domarians are good at interpreting dreams! Tell me where! Psyche, since I received some help from you, I will return the favor and help you interpret the dream!”

Pangpang-.

To Atalanta, who spoke proudly, beating her upper chest, Psyche told the contents of her dream as if it were just a way to kill time.
Then Atalanta, who heard the story of the dream, looked quite nervous.

“Misfortune may befall a precious person. Psyche, if someone is important to you, it must be the fearless priest Hyde, right? Something dangerous might happen to him.”

Is something dangerous for Hyde?

Psyche was worried.

Hyde had many ‘enemies’ in the world.

What if the enemies of the world knock on the door of the room where Hyde is staying?

Of course, Hyde will overcome it somehow.

‘Hyde. Is he doing well? It’s already been two weeks since we haven’t been able to see each other. I received your letter a while ago, but where and what…’

Pot-.

At that time, a newspaper was thrown through the open window.

‘United Economy’, a newspaper covering major issues in the United Kingdom.

When Psyche opened it, her face became meditative, and she fainted.

“Psyche! Hey! What is it?”

Atalanta hurriedly hugged Psyche.

Palak-.

Atalanta looked at the newspaper spread out on the floor and there it was written:

“September 24th. Bronze Plaque Priest Hyde is murdered in sodomy!”

“The person who discovered the body was the owner of the inn, S.”

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I often had nightmares.

It was a dream where a scary man with a weapon in his hand was pounding on the door of a house where innocent and good people were staying.
What a scary dream is this?

What’s even scarier is that the scary man in the dream was me!

I was a monster standing at the door, bringing destruction to innocent people!

I, Hyde, who is more pious and faithful than anyone else, is dreaming of becoming a monster!?

It was truly a nightmare and a dream!

Where can there be a good person like me!

However, looking at it now, it seems that the contents of the dream did not necessarily have any meaning.

“Eup, eup-.”

I was being dragged somewhere with a gag on my mouth and a gunny sack with an animal-smelling scent on my face.

“Quiet! “This unlucky guy!”

Pak-!

Someone hit my side as I was walking unsteadily.

Even though his voice was altered, it was Lass, the Great Sin.

“Neuuuuu!”

“Be quiet!”

Lass you bitch!!!

He’s been hitting my side since a while ago!

He was truly a strange guy.

Why on earth is me, Hyde, who is not Rust, with Lars, who is not Milione?-.

That’s right!

I was now heading to hell with the monsters called the Blood Crusade.

The name of that hell was “Heart of the Serpent,” And it was used as the headquarters of the Blood Crusade and was located somewhere in Sodomy.

The reason I covered my face with a gunny sack was probably to hide the location of that place from me.

However, my body naturally remembered the path I took in the dark, and I was able to clearly know where I was walking.

I guess it will arrive soon.

Rumble, Giik-.

I heard the sound of a huge gate opening.

Pot-!

At the same time, the sack and gag that were on my head were taken off.

When I frown at an environment that is more dazzling than I expected, isn’t my body thrown into a corner like an unpleasant piece of luggage?

Even though there was straw on the ground, I still complained of pain as I was thrown onto the hard floor.

“Evil! It hurts! According to the provisions of the Palais, guests must be treated with respect! Today, September 20th, I, Hyde, once again exercise my rights and demand to be treated respectfully as a guest!”

Be a little kinder!

However, Lars, the crazy man wearing the whirlpool mask, laughed as he tied a chain to the door of the iron cage that locked me and locked it.

“This is being kind enough to me! Do I need to give her a kiss?”

What a crazy bitch!

This is such a sweet thing!

What on earth are you planning to do by capturing me?

Of course, I thought I knew what he was planning to do.

They’re probably trying to torture and harass me!

They’re trying to make me an object of anger!

Because Lars likes to ‘take out his anger’ on something else more than anything else.

Just as children tear apart the limbs of captured grasshoppers and torment them, Lars loved breaking and smashing his captors.

I never thought that the captured grasshopper would be me!

Mate-.

I slapped both cheeks.

It’s okay.

It is said that even if you are caught in a tiger’s den, you will survive as long as you come to your senses.

Zek-.

I now looked around.

I saw a scenery I knew well.

The underground church of sodomy.

It was a place where candles were hanging and burning darkly in an underground building carved out of a solid rock layer.

This place was the “Heart of the Serpent,” And it was like the original place where the Blood Crusade gathered.

In the past, this place was used as a religious chapel.

Now it has become a den of sin.

Soon, the man locked in the room next to mine started laughing.

“I don’t know who it is, but don’t think about getting out alive. This is a poisonous snake’s den that is scarier than a tiger’s den. And that poisonous snake has a terrible tongue! Rust, that guy!!! We have become prisoners waiting for that man’s ‘judgment’!!! I’m sure they’ll make a terrible decision!!! Ah, I’m afraid!!!”

It was like that.

This was the place where I, Rust, and the Blood Crusade were active.

The prisoners captured here await Rust’s judgment─.

I know better than anyone else how they are treated.

I’m going to turn around.

Milione, you bitch!

Why did you catch me!

You crazy bitch!

It was time to spit out abusive language like that.

Someone stood in front of the iron bars.

It was a witch anemone.

“Hyde! We must kill this guy! This guy has caused more damage to our Blood Crusade than anyone else, and he will continue to do more damage!”

Witch Anemone was a crazy woman.

She is Walpurgis. She is a former witch. She is disguised as a nun at the Grande Convent and is now a servant of the Blood Crusade.

Does that guy know that the person he wants to kill is Rust, the Madhu of the Crusade?

I knew.

I was the only one here who knew that fact.

I didn’t want to know either!

Zek-.

It was then.

Ras, who had disappeared somewhere, reappeared and spoke.

“Hyde doesn’t kill. Until Rust is sentenced to death, we, the Blood Crusade, will have to condemn them to life imprisonment in this Saba world forever.”

“Then let me go.”

Send me home.

I don’t want to be in this barbaric den!

However, Lars clicked his tongue.

“Hyde. Any minute now Rust will appear and sentence you to death. Then you will be torn to pieces. You will die and become dog food! How is it! Are you afraid!?”

Who comes and sentences me to death?

It was funny.

I spoke without giving up.

“Do you think Rust will show up? That guy is a coward. Has Rust ever appeared in this location since “Heart of the Serpent” Was completed? He is dead!”

There was no longer a being called Rust in the world.

Why?

If I am, then so be it!

People were agitated by my words.

“Rust is dead? Certainly, Master Rust has never appeared in “Heart of the Serpent.” “Is he really dead?”

“You faithless bastard! Rust is immortal! And the reason Rust didn’t appear here is that our faith and offerings are lacking! “I, Hans, the chief servant, can know!!!”

… It’s really going to spin.

It was then.

Puhahahaha – someone burst out laughing.

We all looked at that person, and Ras, the madwoman in the whirlpool mask, who had been laughing for a while, finally caught her breath and spoke.

“Hyde. I know guys like you well. You pretend to be more pious than anyone else, but in reality, if your life is in danger, you will abandon your faith and bow down at my feet.”

Cheolkeong-.

Ras unchained the chain and entered the room.

The guy stood in front of me and said.

“Say you will betray your faith. It’s the only way you can survive in this place. “There is no one on your side here.”

“Why aren’t you on my side? I am a servant of the Lord Elohim. Even if I am thrown into the lion’s den, the Lord Elohim is with me.”

I promised myself that I would never give up.

Psyche would never give up her faith even in a situation like this.

However, Lars seemed angry at my words.

“Lie! It’s a lie!”

Growl-.

Ras growling like an animal.

This meant only one thing.

“Ahh! Lass has entered Sono state! Once Ras gets furious, no one can stop him! “I know Hans!”

It was like that.

Lars seemed to be getting angry in earnest.

I’ve been curious about this for a long time.

Las.

What is this guy so angry about?

In fact, he seemed to know a little bit.

Surviving as a Cult in a Different World

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

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