The Evil God Beyond the Smartphone

＜ 32 : polarity (1) ＞

Holy Land, Crossbridge.

Arriving at the Temple of Knowledge, one of the six temples, Hus Alamere was treated as a distinguished guest there.

It had been a long time since a hero with a mark appeared even in the Holy Land.

In addition, Huss came from a well-known imperial family.

A wizard hero from a prestigious family who could be a patron was a blessing to the temple of knowledge.

Heus, who came to the Temple of Knowledge, was treated with the utmost respect.

“Heath, do you have any inconveniences?”

When Huss was locked in the temple’s library and devoured the spellbook, a priest came to him and talked to him.

It was a story about the convenience of Huss.

In no time at all, freshly brewed tea and snacks appeared on Hus’s table.

Heath smiled involuntarily at the priest’s attitude as he asked about his discomfort.

As he remembered, the temple priests showed this attitude only when they donated offerings at the family level.

However, when he comes to the temple with the mark of a hero, he is showing his sincerity.

It was Huss who suddenly realized the power of power.

“How long has it been since I entered the library?”

“Five hours have passed since Huss-sama started reading.”

“Five hours…”

It seemed that five hours had passed since he had been locked up in the library.

There are many magic books in the temple of knowledge.

And most of those numerous magic books are not readily available in the market.

In fact, it was a library that was freely opened only to Hus, who was chosen as the hero of knowledge.

It was fun to browse through the high-level contents of the magic book in his own library.

However, since Huss was chosen as a hero, he had other schedules besides reading.

It was impossible to stay in the library forever and indulge in knowledge.

“Do you have any plans for the next one?”

“Today, you will meet St.

“The Lady…”

Hearing the priest’s story, Huss nodded and closed the book he was looking at.

A saint chosen by God.

In fact, except for Seonghwang, they were the most important people in the Holy Land.

Huss had not yet met a saint who served the goddess of knowledge.

It was up to the saints who belonged to the temple to tell the story of the gods and heroes.

In order for Huss to be reborn as a true hero, it was necessary to meet the saint.

“Are you planning to leave right away?”

“Is there any reason not to? Let’s go right away.”

The meeting with the saint was a long-awaited schedule for Huss as well.

Druck.

Huss got up from his seat and followed the priest to leave the library.

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Maybe it’s because it’s been a few days since I’ve been to the Temple of Knowledge.

The structure of the temple he saw whenever he passed by the road was already familiar to Huss’ eyes.

The priest guiding Huss turned around the long hallway and headed for the second floor.

“Who is the saint?”

“Are you asking about Saint? You are very wise.”

“and?”

“He seems to have a warm heart as much as his age.”

annual ring.

Hearing this, Huss couldn’t help but ponder for a while.

It was as if I had heard a word that did not fit the position of a saint.

However, seeing the figure of the priest who had stopped in his seat, he quickly erased the word from his mind.

In front of the new pavilion, which stopped in its seat, there was a stylish door.

“Have you all arrived?”

“This is the ceremonial room. If you enter this room, you will be able to meet the saint.”

“It was hard. Let me go in.”

“I’ll wait outside until Huss-sama comes out.”

profit.

The tightly closed door opened and the scene of the room with the saint was revealed.

There is one altar engraved with artistic patterns.

There are several magnificent candlesticks embroidered around it.

And there is one old woman in the middle.

As soon as he entered the room, Huss, who had been looking around, stopped at the old woman in front of him.

“you are…….”

I had only heard of meeting a saint, but I had no memory of hearing that I would face an old woman.

However, the only person left in the room at the ceremony was the old woman in front of him.

The old woman smiled brightly at Huss’s words, which he could not finish, and returned the answer.

“The hero of our time has arrived. Welcome. I am Aurora, the Saint of Knowledge.”

“Saint…?”

“The Goddess of Knowledge likes those who have accumulated a lot of knowledge. Thanks to that, I have been favored by the goddess.”

The identity of the old woman in front of Huss was a saint chosen by the goddess of knowledge.

Facing the saint’s face, Huss couldn’t help but be embarrassed by the unexpected appearance.

It was because the saint Huss had envisioned in his head was much younger than that.

However, considering the nature of the knowledge-loving temple, it was not at all incomprehensible.

It was because the saint in front of him seemed more dignified and wiser than any other person he encountered.

“Saint… that’s right.”

“Are you very surprised?”

“No, no. It’s a decision that makes a lot of sense if you think about it deeply.”

At the answer that came from her heart, Aurora nodded with a satisfied smile.

Even if the romance in Huss’s head disappeared, it did not mean that his future life in the temple would also disappear.

Saint Aurora was a person who would be of great help to Huss in living in the temple.

It was good for each other to keep a reasonable distance if possible.

“Okay. New hero. There must be a lot of stories you want to ask me, including the magic you’ve been granted.”

“of course.”

“First, let’s start with the story Heus-sama asked the priests to do.”

Huss listened to Aurora’s story.

The subject she brought up was a story that Huss had been looking forward to.

A story that Huss had asked the priests separately.

It was the story of his brother serving in the Holy Land.

A few days have already passed since we arrived at the Holy Land.

During this time, Huss had never met his brother, Evan, even once.

“Evan Alamere. Are you looking for a paladin who works in the Temple of Fame?”

“That’s right. That person is my older brother.”

It is a situation in which he has already been chosen by the goddess.

When I met Evan, I was in a situation where the stories I wanted to bring out were piled up like a mountain.

Above all, Heus was curious about Evan’s reaction to seeing himself as a hero.

Seeing Huss waiting to talk about Evan, Aurora picked up a paper nearby.

The paper that Aurora picked up was the personal details of Evan that the priests found while walking around the Holy Land.

“According to what the priests have been investigating, Evan Alamere, a heretic inquisitor who serves the goddess of honor…”

“My brother…?”

“I haven’t returned to the Holy Land since the last time I applied for leave.”

“Yes?”

thud.

Huss, who was trying to hold the candlesticks around him, fell on the floor along with the candlesticks.

Is it because of the one eye that I lost a long time ago?

If not, is it because the content about the brothers was shocking?

Either way, the current situation was difficult for Huss to accept.

* * * * * *

Centirius province located on the outskirts of the Empire.

There, a wagon passing by on a remote road stopped in place.

The owner of the wagon was Shron, the owner of a moderately sized upper.

Shron looked at the front of the carriage with annoyed eyes.

It was because the carriage could not move forward for unknown reasons.

“Hey! Why did you put up a carriage!”

Shron, who stood up with blood, urged the coachman and said.

The horses heading for the city stood still at a certain point in front of them.

It was an incomprehensible situation to Shron who was sitting in the back seat.

The driver, who had received Shron’s question, answered to him.

“Wow, it looks like something is blocking it.”

“What? Is there a stone hanging on the floor?”

“It’s not that…”

“Other than that!”

In Shron’s eyes, there was nothing that could become an obstacle in front of him.

Still, the horse stood still and did not move.

What do you mean the road was blocked?

Unable to grasp the situation, Shron got off the carriage and approached the driver’s seat.

It was to see for himself what had happened to the horses.

“I don’t even know why.”

“Just give me a reason for nothing! I’ll cut your next paycheck!”

It was after the coachman got off the carriage and checked the condition of the horses once.

Still, Shron, unable to trust the coachman, approached the horses and checked the situation.

Shron’s gaze passed over the legs of the horses that had stopped.

There was no sign of anything caught or troubled.

The only unusual thing was the fact that both of them put their heads in the air and snorted.

Tub. Tub.

This time, Shron, who went a little further, reached out to the spot where the horses had stopped.

tung.

A hand reaching out into the air was blocked by an invisible wall.

“What, what…?”

Shron’s fingers traced the invisible wall.

In front of him, a transparent barrier was spread by the power of something.

If I think about it, I remember that the carriage swayed quite wildly even when the horses stopped.

If the front of them was blocked by a barrier, it was understandable that the horses stopped with their foreheads sticking out.

Surprised by the transparent barrier blocking the road, Shron spoke to the driver.

“The road is blocked! Turn the wagon in the opposite direction!”

“Lord, if you want to turn the carriage…”

“Because the front is blocked! You don’t have to get out of the way somehow!”

An unknown force is blocking the way.

As Shron guessed, this seemed to be a magical phenomenon.

You won’t be able to use this path until a suitable wizard dispels the spell.

It is unfortunate that the climb is delayed, but it was best to make a decision as quickly as possible and shorten the time even a little.

Shron, who had come to a conclusion, gave orders to the coachman, and a person appeared from the forest nearby where they were.

“The performance of the barrier created by the Apostle is certain.”

Appearing in the woods was a middle-aged man wearing a tunic.

The man who appeared in front of them looked at Shron with a friendly smile on his face.

The man clearly said that it was a ‘barrier created by the Apostle’.

Whoever it was, he was a person who was involved in this matter.

Shron heard the words he couldn’t pass over and had to ask him for his identity.

“A barrier…? Who are you?”

“You mean that? I am Archbishop Roan Hebris. I am a faithful servant of the Great.”

“The Archbishop? What the hell is that…?”

Archbishop is the religious office that presides over the diocese.

Shron was already getting some information about the nearby temples.

However, the man named Roan in front of him was an unfamiliar name to Shron.

He must have been a suspicious figure for anyone to see.

When Shron was looking at Roan with vigilant eyes, Roan slowly took a step towards Shron.

Then, in a dignified manner, he extended a hand to him and said,

“I would like to invite you to our denomination. If it is not rude, would you accept the invitation?”