The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 62

Chapter 62 – The Insect that Devours the Fruit (Avenger’s Side)

While Berg and Ganard were still in the midst of their battle…

The door to the room where the Popes were uttering unbearable words in the Grand Cathedral was thrown open.

“Hmm? Ordio… What are you doing? Get on with finding the Holy Maiden!”

One of the Pope’s attendants approached Ordio with a haughty attitude, but he was impaled through the abdomen with a spear Ordio held. The spear had a twisted tip that resembled the abdomen of a dragonfly, composed of layers of needles like those of various insects. It quivered as it pierced the man, and something unusual began happening to him.

“Ugh! Gah! Ahhhhhhhhh!”

The man writhed on the floor, screaming. Something seemed to be crawling inside his body, and after a short while, various insects such as centipedes, bees, and more emerged from within him.

Knights who had entered from the door managed to subdue the Popes who had been immobilized by the sudden events. The man who had regained his composure and tried to break free had his legs cut, rendering him incapable of fleeing.

“What are you doing, you…?”

The Pope glared at Ordio even as he was restrained. Ordio looked down at the Popes with his emotionless eyes and tightened his grip on the spear.

“I’ve been waiting for this. The moment when both the Holy Maiden and Ganard are vulnerable… the moment I can ensure that you all fall into hell!”

The resounding roar made the Popes and their entourage quiver. They finally realized that they had no one to protect them, even though they should have been surrounded by the Knights of the Orthodox Church.

“I am not Ordio. I am Bugras Veludo, 13th Division of the Orthodox Knights – ‘Grant Squad.’ Do you remember?”

Ordio… or rather, Bugras Veludo, declared his name, and the Popes struggled to recall, but not a single one could provide an answer.

“Heh, I thought as much. You don’t remember, do you? You don’t even remember the names of those who were disposed of at your convenience! You couldn’t care less about what happened to the sacrifices for your desires!”

“You…!”

“Yeah, forget it.”

Ordio suddenly stopped his laughter and returned to his emotionless state. He increased the force with which he held his spear.

“I don’t need you to remember. It’s useless for you to know what happened to those who were disposed of at your convenience. But I do wonder how it feels to be devoured alive by insects from the inside.”

“Help us!”

The Pope began to cry out. They had abandoned their dignity and were now begging for their lives.

“Help us, please! We will give you whatever you want! Gold, women, everything we possess! Just don’t kill us!”

“…You really don’t want to die that badly?”

In response to Bugras’s question, the Popes desperately nodded. Bugras then placed his foot on the Pope’s head.

“In that case, your way of begging is all wrong.”

“Ugh…”

“I have no choice but to teach you how to beg properly. All of you, bow down and lick the floor while saying, ‘We are useless grain-destroying scum who do nothing but harm to others. We apologize for being alive.'”

“Ugh…!”

The Knights, who had hesitated for a moment, had now prostrated the Popes in a position similar to a kowtow. The Popes, who had hesitated for a moment, began to lick the floor, realizing that their lives were at stake.

“We are useless grain-destroying scum who do nothing but harm to others. We apologize for being alive.”

As the Popes uttered these words clearly, Bugras pointed his finger. The Knights holding down the Popes produced bottles and forcibly made them drink.

Then, Bugras struck the floor with his spear, causing the insects inside the Popes’ bodies to begin devouring them at a speed that was incomparable to before.

“Gaaah!”

“Agh! Gahhhhh!”

“Gugaaaaaaaah!”

The pain of being devoured from the inside while still alive caused the Popes to writhe in agony, and they were now in indescribable pain compared to the moments before.

An unexpected change occurred in the bodies of the screaming Popes. Even though they were being devoured throughout their bodies, the wounds were healing at the same rate they were being devoured by the insects.

“Gaaah… C-could it be…!?”

“It’s Evol. I mentioned it casually, didn’t I?”

“The… the promise was different! You said you’d save us…”

“I said I wouldn’t let you die, so for now, I made your bodies resistant to being devoured by insects.”

In response to Bugras’s explanation, the Popes displayed various emotions, including anger and despair. But they soon began writhing in agony due to the intense pain.

“…You’ve been toying with people and treating them like food. Now it’s your turn to experience what it feels like to be devoured. Rot in hell.”

With these parting words, Bugras left the room, and the cries of the Popes echoed in the room for a while.

“With this, the old pests are finished. Next…”

Looking down at the city from the cathedral, the streets that had once seemed beautiful now only fueled a blaze of hatred.

So he decided to destroy it all, taking away what they had once protected and cherished.

He would trample upon the entire theocratic nation.

Raising the spear in his hand, he felt the merging of his own heartbeat and the power contained in the spear. He shouted out.

“Heavenly Insect’s Divine Envoy, Bugrael!”

As he shouted, the released power enveloped his entire body. Loading the power into the spear, he struck the ground, and a faint magic spread throughout the theocratic nation.

It was the signal for hatching, the sign of destruction that would befall the theocratic nation.

…He recalled the past, the friend who had sacrificed himself to buy time for the others, and the people who had killed that friend.

“Next, it’s your turn, Ganard!”

Flapping the feathers on his back, he headed towards his enemy below…