It was a strong light I had never seen before.
It was both sacred and wonderful.
Its benevolent and powerful power was enough to fascinate even the beholder.
A classy and elegant halo, as if God descended in front of him, he would see this kind of light.
Or perhaps even as benevolent as the Virgin...
"How dare this try to block my money line? Do you want to be left behind! No, just rummage!"
With a babbling that was far from charity, the rattle moved again.
Suck!
The rattle, enchanted with enhanced enchantment, flew the bishop's face again.
The good thing about being a baby was that I didn't have to cover my words.
Because everyone doesn't understand anyway!
"Rummage! If your bastard drives me to the Demon Clan, I won't be able to get along with the Emperor! Then I can't rob the imperial treasure house, you chew bird!"
He was so excited in front of the money that he became disgusted until the end.
"The Emperor must make me a bastard!"
Of course, it wasn't just about money.
The emperor was the only person on the continent who could keep the pope in check.
'It certainly helps in times of emergency.'
If the pope found out his identity first, he would have to steal the money and run away before he could be sanctified.
And apart from the reason for that in the first place, what?
'Kuma sex method?'
Simply put, it is a sexual method that exorcises demons. At the same time, it was the culmination of the divine camp from Ilma to Kuma.
In the Holy Camp, it was a significant traditional practice that "only by dealing with the nine kinds of demons is one recognized as a rooted priest."
'But that's all for the priests.'
From the demon clan's point of view, it was just a killing technique that came to them with a sword and declared that they were demons and that they should die.
In short, it completely denies the existence of the opponent and is only intended to kill the opponent by force.
But what kind of crazy guy takes it well?
Neither the Pope, the highest peak of the Holy Empire, nor the saint could defeat the Skeleton King.
Even the gods gave up on extinguishing him.
But what about a guy who has only eaten sixty yet?
Even if he came from the main office of the Holy See, what a bastard who could be about five ranks at most!
And most of all, the Skeleton King hated people who had different thoughts in their hearts in this way.
If you're really going to exterminate demons, don't even say it!
"Who doesn't know that they want to assassinate while pretending to use the Holy Law?!"
It's a pet song by the standards of the Skeleton King, but it's not like a bishop is secretly killing sucklings under the pretext of exterminating demons.
In fact, a child could pick and die even if he was exposed to strong qi.
But.
"500 years is too early for you! You bastard!"
The Skeleton King flashed his eyes, as if he was just going to be more frustrated.
Suck! Suck!
On the other hand, the bishop, who had been frantically slapped in the face, glared at the Skeleton King.
'What is it? Divine power?'
Judging from the look, it was definitely so.
The light that clergy use when using the holy law. It was a brightness that could never be produced unless even a high priest.
But only he could see because he was a bishop who was directly in the light.
'Not a divine power!'
Obviously, there are offensive sex laws in the Holy Law, but the Holy Law was far from so shallow in its conduct.
On the contrary, judging from this frivolous and vulgar nature, this is unmistakable magic!
'Could it be an enhancement spell?'
The bishop's eyes became sullen.
This kid.
Was he really using magic?
Even magic wasn't ordinary magic.
'It's the power of the demon tribe!'
The bishop became serious in a different sense.
"You kid, you need to do a hard job... !!"
The bishop, who was about to grab the Skull King's head, was struck in the face.
Seeing the blood, the bishop staggered.
The Skeleton King with his rattle raised his red eyes.
'Do you think I'll let you investigate, mole?'
Removing the light, the Skeleton King raised the corners of his mouth.
He had cast an enhancement spell on his rattle, just as the bishop thought.
That way, even if a child wields it, it will be enough to distract an adult.
Of course, I made adjustments.
They're not stupid either.
If you keep casting the Enhancement Spell, it will retain its power, but it will be caught quickly.
So he only activated the magic in a split second when it touched his skin and released it right away.
In a moment so that the viewer will never notice. But the power will never diminish.
It was a control area that even advanced mages were picky about, but he was a mage of the highest level of the tenth rank.
Magic controls are easier than breathing.
The Skeleton King once again pounded the bishop with his rattle.
"Taya! It's a daya!! Taya!"
Now that this has happened, I will have to deal with this and make a profit.
The more you can see them, the more impossible it will be to sneak them away!
The paladins marveled at the light that popped with each rattle touched.
"Look! That light! After all, he must be using the Holy Law!"
"You haven't even made a contract with God yet, but the fact that you use the Holy Law is proof that you are a saint!"
At that, the bishop rolled his eyes.
The saint is a dog horn!
'How could Eshua's child be a saint! There is no way a saint could exist in the world in the first place!'
That must be magic too!
Reading the meaning of those eyes, the Skeleton King's eyes widened with a smirk.
'Yes,
He was a reproduction of the divine power that had burst out during the fake nanny.
Even the Skeleton King, who had mastered all the techniques, had to put a basic overview in his head in order to use the Holy Law properly.
And the light of divinity?
Recreating the same thing was a piece of cake for the Skull King.
Well, of course, it's a temporary gimmick, so you have to cover your opponent, and you have to use it carefully.
'Do you think you can get the evidence?'
And in fact, there was really a divine power coming out.
Roughly once in ten times of light bursting out right now?
So the Skeleton King was inwardly surprised.
'Why can I use divine power?'
Come to think of it, even when it was a fake nanny, didn't the divine power suddenly exude?
However, no matter how saintly you are, unless you make a contract with God, there is no way that divine power will gather in your body.
'Could it be... Are you taking away the divinity of the bishop?'
Like your own magic exploitation?
If that were true, a high priest full of divine power could be good prey.
Had he read the Skull King's deceitful smile?
The bishop threw the Skull King to a priest and straightened his head.
"Bring in the heretical inquisitor... No, that's it! I will personally take you to the Pope, to the main office!"
Then the paladins stopped the bishop, as if he was still stubborn.
"Have you not seen the light!"
"You're using a trick, aren't you!"
"Did you pluck out your eyeballs? That's where the sex law is! That's magic...!"
It was that very moment.
"Hahaha!"
The emperor suddenly burst out laughing out loud.
The rabid laughter astonished the paladins, the bishops, and the priests.
The laughter didn't even cease.
"Hahahaha."
The bishop seemed embarrassed by the emperor's continued laughter.
He had never seen the emperor laugh so loudly and boisterously.
"Lung, Your Majesty?"
The paladins were also taken aback.
But at some point, the emperor's laughter stopped like a lie.
"Magic."
Even the air became cold at the words of the bloody emperor.
He raised the corners of his mouth as if trying to stop the bishop from harming the Skull King.
"How old does the bishop look to be?"
"Eh, yes?"
The bishop made a strange noise without me noticing.
This was because the look in the emperor's eyes itself was different from usual.
Is it because the imperial family has had a long battle with the Holy See?
It wasn't at all the look in his eyes that had always been irritated against the Holy See.
"Did you say that kid used magic?"
"Yes, yes."
"Yes, it is usually said that a human child under the age of three will explode and die when he uses magic."
The bishop was taken aback.
Who doesn't know that this bastard?
But why do you bother to say that in this situation?
"Your Majesty. That means that kid ...."
It's called the Demon Tribe....
"yes. So you want to say in front of me that he's a demon?"
"Of course...."
For a moment, the bishop's jaw dropped as he tried to answer.
Soon, I was white and started breaking out in a cold sweat.
It was because he understood the emperor's intentions.
He couldn't speak even if he had a knife in his throat right now.
That kid is the child of the demon tribe.
'It is said that the imperial family had eyes that could distinguish between humans and demons.'
It was because of the special blood of the imperial family.
The imperial family cuts the throats of non-human demons with their eyes.
Of course, these are all stories from the early days of the founding of the country.
Now, thousands of years later, we don't know if it's real or not. But the emperor with the legitimacy of that blood is saying:
"So the bishop dares to say that the emperor can't even distinguish between a demon tribe and a human child, so he is now ignoring Jim's orders and disposing of that child as a demon tribe?"
The bishop closed his eyes as if he had lost.
'.'
The reason why the people and the Holy See respected the imperial family was in its veins. But they had never taken a picture of themselves with it in a brutal way.
I can't help but consider my relationship with the Holy See.
But to change your attitude for the sake of your child while taking into account the political winds ...
'I'm not just ordering you to live. It's blackmail.'
It meant that if he got rid of that child, he would blow the Holy See's throat off.
'The emperor liked that child.'
But why?
With common sense, there is no way that the emperor or the emperor would really doubt this situation, right?
'Can the Crown Prince's Book Stick Ceremony fly!'
But whether he did or not, the emperor looked at the Skeleton King and laughed. It was an affectionate smile.
Surprised by this, the servant hurriedly held out something to the Skull King.
That's none other than the golden rattle!
The Skeleton King's eyes turned to a different meaning.
'Pure gold!'
Even if you look at the level of workmanship, a farmer can play and eat for 10 years!
'Are you crazy to rattle these things?'
Aren't these bastards a holy empire that should be abstinent?
How rotten the gold is!
That was then.
The bishop glared at the Skeleton King in disapproval, even though he didn't know what to do.
"Your Majesty, it may be an assassin who came to kill the saint. Please let me do a simple investigation..."
The emperor smirked at the sight of him saying that he should not do this because of only one child, but to speak nicely.
"Well. I wonder if we need to investigate. Jim looks like this kid is a saint."
"...!"
When the bishop's face was completely contorted, the Skull King shook his rattle excitedly.
My money line! Do well, do well, do well! Correct.
Plus! Quickly!
It would be nice to give them another expensive rattle!
The Skeleton King tried to hit the bishop on the head again with a heavy pure gold rattle.
The bewildered priest's eyes widened, and he hurriedly picked it up and ran away. And maybe he saw that the Skeleton King was about to blow the bishop's head.
Just in time, the emperor winked, and the servant sighed and took out another jewel rattle. It seemed to mean that he was going to tear his jaw off with his mouth shut.
So the Skeleton King chuckled like a devil.
This is because I had a glimpse of the situation in this country where I would live in the future.
'Well, I kind of expected it.'
These bastards, they get along worse than you think.
No, the expression bad must be cute, so the relationship must be dog crap!
On the surface, of course, the imperial family and the Holy See.
It would be a peaceful Holy Empire ruled by the 'sun' and 'moon' respectively, but well.
'There is a saying that the Pope or the Emperor, who is the real master of the empire?'
A relationship that is not biased towards either side, but a bloody check on each other.
'Well, just looking at that prince, I can see why you don't get along.'
The head of the boy held by the emperor is pitch-black hair, which is not good in the Holy Empire.
Even if I didn't say it, I would have bumped into the Pope tremendously. Perhaps there was an argument at the level of insult of character.
Therefore, the emperor must have been very interested in the saint.
'By the time he becomes a saint, he will probably be on par with the pope.'
But what happens if you take such a saint to the imperial side? At that thought, the crazy Skeleton King's eyes folded sinisterly.
Even so, he had no intention of getting along with the pope.
Since he is a saint, he would naturally believe that he would belong to the Holy See that enshrines the Pope, but not at all?
'Do you think you're going to be a bully for being crazy?'
The Skeleton King intended to devour this kingdom of gods from within and make it his own.
The emperor is a bully, and the annoying pope is put away. With the greatest power, I will devour other continents and the God Realm!
It was hedonistic to imagine.
As such, the first thing that must be preceded is the "saint"!
But it seemed as if the pope would never hand over the sainthood to another candidate.
'It's obvious to see that pope bishop doing it.'
But with the emperor's support on his back, he wouldn't be able to snatch the saint's seat with a snatch.
Sure enough, that was then.
"I was right in saying I'm not human."
Having had the priests bring his bag, the bishop narrowed his brows.
"But when you say saint, you are directly denying His Holiness the Pope, are you sure it's okay?"
Apparently, he had been hit a few times with a rattle by an infant and had lost his mind.
From the look in his eyes, he felt that he must kill the Skeleton King, so the Skeleton King bowed out.
'You don't give up.'
I did it in moderation, but I don't know grace.
Judging from his attitude, he must be thinking of getting rid of himself somehow.
'How much money did you get?'
Anyway, at this point, I don't just clean it up, I have to send it away for sure...
Otherwise, I'm sure it will stick around.
And if you're going to clean it up, go to the side that benefits you.
But how do you clean it up?
Something is going on....
But then the bishop took something out of the bag that the priests had brought.
The Skeleton King's eyes widened in delight as he peeked inside the bag without missing a beat.
What the heck. Why is that over there?
Do you know.
Could it be that was the identity of the magic power he felt in the temple earlier?