Eshua, these rotten things.
I said that, but he's still a great nobleman.
Isaac Eshua, the Skeleton King, or perhaps a saint from now on who was about to devour the Holy Empire, was looking up at a mansion.
His expression was distorted to the point of being a suckling.
It's like putting a village on a lake.
The towering blue roofs were deeper than the blue of the sky, and the waterways flowing everywhere were so large and long that it was impossible to tell if it was a lake or a village.
It's carved into white marble, it's glass, it's admirably elegant, that's how much it's all about. No, just looking at the majesty of the building itself, there is a hint of sacredness, these bastards frugal faith, right? No, just looking at the building, you can really feel the history of thousands of years...
Damn it, which means dirty good.
'Holy Empire!'
Was he squeezing the demon tribe like that, and he was investing all in real estate?
Looking at the mansion, the former and county demon king was trembling.
Of course, he knew that the Holy Empire was wealthy. The same was true of other empires and nations, but the Holy Empire in particular was so powerful that it made a name for itself on the continent.
It was because of the demon tribe.
How much lobbying, or even how much effort do you think the human camp is spending on the Holy Empire to drive out the demon tribes!
In comparison, the Demon Clan faction is a!
There were times when he was strong, but at least not when the Skeleton King came here.
When the Skeleton King had just fallen here, the Demon Clan was on the verge of extinction. He was starving enough to be chased by a skeleton with no flesh.
It wasn't about stopping the first strike and trying to grow self-sufficient.
It was obvious that if he was given over to the human camp in that state, he would be beaten.
Of course, as soon as money and food were collected, all the money and food were invested in the Demon infrastructure.
Thanks to this, although he lived in an old castle with rags and no windows, he still had no regrets.
[Oh my God, master! Our achievements are incomparably different!]
No regrets....
[Look! Master! That sacred stone on the outer wall! That's something only I know, but you can buy a mansion by selling just one! You can even buy land!]
... , after all, will we sell the mansion first and go overseas?
Isaac glanced at the blue mansion.
Well, it may look glamorous to people from the scruffy world, but it's actually frugal.
I heard that the Qing's faith is the most frugal of the five major schools.
Wasn't the imperial shrine where I actually met with the bishop even more ornate?
It is impossible to know how much gold the papal family, another king, would have painted.
Anyway, it wasn't bad for the house I was going to live in.
No, that's rather good.
Except for one.
"Look, Isaac! You have to grow up and be like those kids."
Holding Isaac, his uncle looked at the training ground and smiled fondly.
In the training hall, young cadets who had not yet taken the coming-of-age ceremony were being trained in swordsmanship.
"Skull King die! Die! The Skeleton King is dead!"
"Even if you disassemble your limbs, you won't be cool Skeleton King! The sun will rise, and the year will pass, and the grudge will not go away! Search the Skeleton King!"
"Skeleton king worse than, die!"
No, what are these bastards teaching the cadets?
I was terrified of the eyes of the cadets who couldn't beat the scarecrow in the form of the Skeleton King and kicked him. He was even cowardly stabbing him in the eye or between his legs.
"I'm very proud of the young cadets' swordsmanship skills day by day."
No, that's not swordsmanship already.
It's just dirty magic!
"Haha, Isaac should be like that."
It's just a bully socialite! You bastard!
What the hell are these guys teaching the paladins?
Isaac shot back at the training ground with furious eyes.
Of course, the cadets were still young children. I'm at an age where I can't concentrate for long, so it's good to have something that intrigues me.
I think it's a wise choice, but...
"Wow, the center! I won!"
Isaac shuddered as he watched the boys fighting the Skull King doll in the corner.
"Wow, let's ask the captain to get you a new pile."
"Then let's play football with the head of the Skull King this time."
These cubs. They will sue you for human rights violations.
Isaac's face twitched.
Still, it wasn't something he didn't understand.
After all, those cute chicks seemed to be Eshua's cadets who had a direct relationship with the Skull King.
He must have a grudge that he doesn't even know he has.
Yes, for example, I lost my parents in an unfortunate accident...
"Father and Mother will be here soon."
"Uh, let's sort it out before the break ends! The filthy skeleton king is yours!"
"I hate it! It's dirty!"
Wouldn't it be better to just create a grudge now?
Isaac's eyes widened.
'Well, I don't know why Eshua's instructions are like this.'
Soldiers sent to war could never survive with ordinary minds and convictions.
At such times, one of the best ways to raise the morale of soldiers is to contain hatred.
And if you have that hatred training from a young age, it's good to make you a soldier.
Where were the paladins who actually rushed at them with that zombie-like belief, or even fanatical obsession, to get rid of the Skeleton King?
'Come to think of it, maybe they were all Qing faith....'
Isaac grimaced in disgust, but he didn't think it mattered now.
Since he was born a man of Eshua, the people of Eshua were their own hand, not their enemies.
Depending on how you deal with it, it will also be very helpful when confronting hateful papal forces, and
So, although you are, if you think that it is made with a power load, there is nothing to hate.
After all, from now on, he only had to regain the body of the
A climate that ignores the Skeleton King?
What about wrapping a skull king doll in a up?
What do you know.
If he himself becomes the Pope, roasts the emperor, and makes it the Isaac Empire instead of the Holy Empire!
Isaac chuckled.
"Oh! Yes, Isaac. You must like the training ground over there."
yes, I'll replace it with the skeleton doll over there later, the gods bastard.
"Lord Yard, give Isaac the Skull King curse doll over there. I need you to show me how to curse."
I wouldn't mind putting one in my uncle's face.
Of course, it was imperative that I grow up well before then.
After all, the assassins who tried to kill
They tried to kill themselves with fake nannies.
'We're not at the stage where we're going to be relieved yet.'
Isaac was most likely to believe that the culprit was not an outsider, but an insider of the family.
Even if he is not the culprit, he has at least an accomplice.
If you don't help from within, it won't be easy to change your nanny.
If so, there may be another risk of assassination, so be careful.
As such, Isaac intended to hurry up and increase his strength. And the magic that is essential for increasing its power...
'Okay, I can feel the aura of the magic core.'
After all, it is a leading exorcist family.
There must have been a warehouse in this large plot of land where magic hacks were stored. After all, there were only a few things that were collected as if it were thousands of years of history of the Holy Empire.
At least hundreds, then thousands.
'This is enough to open up not only the lower magic, but also the higher level.'
It was worthwhile to choose this place instead of the imperial family.
On the contrary, it was a good thing that he had a magic hack in the place where he was going to stay.
'Well, I need a good nanny before then...'
For a child, assassination is rat poison. Someone who doesn't care about assassination and can make you focus...
That was then.
"Lilai Cultivator!"
"!"
There was a beautiful woman rushing to the inside of the mansion. Judging from the outfit on his face, which appeared to be in his late teens, he appeared to be the Knights of Eshua.
"I'm glad you came back safely. But that kid . . ."
"Sister-in-law, or Isaac, the saint's child."
Then the knight saw the Skeleton King in disbelief.
"Oh my God, this is His Son...!"
His admiration for the saint and his sincere expression on his face that he was glad Isaac was alive.
Lilai told the knight, the daughter of her nanny, with whom she had grown up.
"It's sudden, but you know. I want you to take care of this child in the future. You're the only one I can trust right now."
The knight's eyes immediately changed firmly, recognizing the meaning immediately. She lowered her head deeply as she untied her training hair.
"I will give my life to serve and protect Isaac."
The Skeleton King was convinced.
I mean, this woman is my nanny.
Looking at the momentum that was felt at first glance, it was also the Saint Lady family. He was never a low-ranking knight.
If this is enough, even if a passerby or an assassin comes in, he will be beaten.
It was very good. Now you just have to focus on growth and training.
At the same time, the people of Eshua rumbled upon hearing the news.
"I heard! The demons have been aiming at Isaac Dao?"
"By the way, Isaac has exterminated them all...!"
"The news is fast."
"If the demon tribe is deliberately glaring, it means that you are not an ordinary person."
"He is the Sword of Eshua!"
At everyone's welcome, Lilai smiled and stepped forward.
"I know that's nice, but let's let him breathe first."
"Where are you going to take Isaac?"
"Yes, I brought you in in a hurry, so let's leave the vacant room first..."
"It's already ready."
"!"
A voice came from behind.
The deacons and male and female attendants bowed to Lilai.
"Actually, when Isaac told me that he was coming, he told me to prepare an annex in advance."
Sound... Annex?
The Skeleton King narrowed his brows, looking a little nervous.
Apart from the words that seemed good, it somehow felt ominous.
As if to prove it, the uncle frowned.
"You have done something so useless. I'm going to the main house, so follow me."
Well, it's cheap.
Cheap indeed.
Isaac's eyebrows gradually rose.
And he became more and more confident.
"The main building...! Are you really trying to take Isaac to where your immediate family is?"
Figured.
As Isaac felt, the attendants closed their eyes, and the butler looked at Lilai in embarrassment.
"Mr. Bleed, actually... There was a command from the mag to see Isaac only in the annex."
"You can't discern it. Let people die, be cursed, and even have them in a haunted house where no one lives?"
The uncle frowned back.
"This child is the direct descendant of Eshua, the son of the eldest son. It's ridiculous to let them stay in the annex that was used for exile in the first place. Now that you're done, get your first brother's room ready. I'll tell you myself."
"Yes!"
The maids disappeared immediately. But Isaac wriggled his eyebrows at the strangely worried look on the butler's face.
No, what is it?
I haven't done anything yet, so why not?
Could it be that this is a common family quarrel in those aristocratic families?
Is it a matter of rent?
No, but isn't this usually something that explodes on illegitimate sons?
Lineal descendants?
Not even illegitimate?
Even now, I know that he is the son of the eldest son?
So isn't legitimacy the best?
But well, it didn't really matter.
[Master! The annex side has a lot more magic hacks! It's a noodle!]
Isaac laughed at Whisper's words, who had finished his detection in the meantime.
In fact, Isaac felt something similar.
So hurry up and send them to the annex!
"I'll take Isaac to my room for now. I can't leave my nephew alone in that place."
No, uncle.
Not there. It's okay, so let me go!
"Yes, as a lullaby, I will read you the Bible where the saints fought against the Skull King."
No need!
More than that, it's an exorcism for me!
When I hear it, it's really annoying!
"When you finish reading the Bible, you will also know the exorcism of the Skeleton King."
My uncle kills my nephew!
Damn, should I wait until I fall asleep? Or squawk here?
Miss, what can I do?
Soon, just as his uncle was about to move with Isaac, a bloody voice came to Isaac's struggling ears.
"I would have told you to send him to the annex."
Isaac's eyes widened at the sound of salvation's voice.