How the Cult Saves the World

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At Terdius's words, Rawin's pupils wavered wildly. He was shaken by the butterfly effect his own actions had caused. Rawin turned his gaze hoping someone would deny this.

The one whose eyes met his was naturally Revelof. But Revelof's expression was also quite serious. Rawin trembled with fear.

"......Mm. That's enough."

When Rawin's fingertips were shaking finely, Revelof opened his mouth. His expression was still stiff and hardened.

But Revelof tried to smile, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"......It was something I had anticipated would happen someday, so it's all right. With the number of Diego Church apostles now considerably reduced, this might actually be the right moment."

At Revelof's words, Terdius slowly nodded as well.

"Leviathan, you thought so too. I also considered it a worthy gamble."

"If even Brother Terdius thinks so...... then it really must be doable."

Revelof grinned at Terdius. At that, the stiffness in Rawin's expression finally eased.

"That said, it still doesn't mean you did the right thing. This time was clearly reckless."

"Ugh, yes. I'm sorry."

Rawin bowed and apologized again. After that, Revelof patted his shoulder.

"That's enough. Just don't make the same mistake again."

After the conversation was done, Revelof looked around. It was time to sort out the situation.

"First, let's take care of the bodies. The Diego Church Archbishop sprawled over there, one of the trafficking ring members, and this evidence—we'll send all of these to the Emperor. As for the rest...... handle it yourself, Rawin."

The moment Revelof finished speaking, Terdius and Rawin moved. Watching them, Revelof turned his head to Troy.

Troy had also been thrown into considerable confusion by the many things that had happened in quick succession.

"I never expected things to go like this."

"Same here, Troy."

"I only ever wanted to protect the beastkin."

"The result is that you did protect them. And...... they've gotten a chance for payback."

"Payback?"

When Troy asked back, Revelof nodded. Then Revelof spoke quietly.

"Troy, there's something I need you to do."

"What is it?"

"It's simple. Just persuade the beastkin."

"Don't tell me......"

"Since we gave them help, I'd like to receive their help in return."

At Revelof's words, Troy gave a ready nod.

"Since we've dealt with the trafficking ring, the beastkin will help us."

"......Understood. I'll persuade them."

"Thank you, Troy."

Troy immediately left the cabin. Revelof was lost in thought again.

'What remains now is......'

At the same time, somewhere in a distant dimension.

The eyes of a massive black serpent coiled upon itself opened wide. Then the serpent was instantly wreathed in black smoke and transformed into a single man.

He appeared unreadable—but had been startled by what had just happened.

'Cornelon......'

The Evil God Diego perceived that one of his most cherished apostles had stopped breathing. And he quickly confirmed what had happened to his Fourth Apostle, Cornelon.

And so the serpent realized that Kyros Church was behind it all. Diego's mouth curved crookedly upward.

"Ha, ha ha."

Diego laughed aloud and swept back his long black hair. Then for a moment, his laughter ceased.

"I can no longer overlook your misdeeds. Kyros."

Diego laughed low and vile as he reached out his hand into the void.

"Daring to try to take my place...... even in this world."

Dark energy rose from his hand. And that dark energy stretched out straight toward somewhere.

"My children."

Diego began to issue his divine command to the apostles who had received his power.

"Prepare to march out, all of you."

Diego added in a cold voice.

"The destination is Kyros Church's home base."

The Mage Tower, the Archmage's room.

Archmage Jenna Lewis was lying on the sofa taking a brief nap. Because recently, preparations for the war had meant one thing after another.

"Ugh......"

But her sleep was deeply troubled. The moment Jenna had the nightmare, she opened her eyes. She then took a labored deep breath and pushed herself up from her seat.

"Haa, haa."

Jenna couldn't believe what she had just seen in her dream. Because what had been spread out before her was Holden territory, utterly destroyed.

A place where everything had become rubble without a single ruin remaining. There, not only Revelof the Kyros Church leader but Helena—whom she cherished most dearly—had also stopped breathing.

"Damn it."

Jenna swept her hair back roughly. Then she used the magic power in her body to teleport.

The moment she quietly closed and then opened her eyes, the location had changed in an instant. The place Jenna Lewis appeared was—

"......Archmage?"

The office of Revelof, the Kyros Church leader, who was looking over work documents.

Revelof's eyes went wide at the sight of Jenna suddenly appearing on the sofa. Because he hadn't expected her to pay such a sudden visit.

"I had thought I'd be seeing you before long, but I didn't know it would be now."

Revelof put down the document he had been reading and spoke to Jenna. At the faint smile resting on Revelof's lips, Jenna's eyes narrowed.

Jenna shot up from her seat and strode toward Revelof.

"You rotten little brat, you know everything."

"What do you mean?"

"You've figured out what dream I had. You know to some degree what's going to happen to this territory, don't you?"

"......Not precisely."

At Jenna's words, Revelof shook his head. Jenna stared into Revelof's eyes for a moment, then let out a sigh.

"What's going to happen in the territory?"

When Revelof asked back with serious eyes, Jenna swept her hair back roughly and said:

"I had a dream of this territory becoming rubble."

"......Rubble?"

"Yes. Both you and your grandmother's bodies were there. And not only that—all the territory's people and Kyros Church's believers too."

At Jenna's words, Revelof fell into thought without even answering. Jenna sat back on the sofa and said:

"And that is what will happen here in one week. The ones sweeping through Holden territory are...... those wicked Diego Church people."

"When does it start?"

"Roughly four days from now. All of you were brought down in just three days."

"Three days......"

Revelof smiled faintly and asked Jenna.

"But Archmage, you just said the ones who died in the dream were only the territory's people and Kyros Church believers, didn't you?"

"Right. I couldn't see the others......"

"Then I think it should be fine."

The corners of Revelof's mouth rose further. At that, Jenna's brow furrowed.

"What? What kind of confidence is that?"

"Going by your words, it's precisely 'Kyros Church' that held out against Diego Church for three days."

"Right, that's true. No bodies of anything else were visible. Except monsters."

"But reinforcements are set to arrive at the territory now."

"......What? Are you saying my divination is wrong?"

"No. That's not it. It's just that your divination is a future visible from the 'point in time' when you had the dream."

"Right. That's true."

"I, just before you came, had just sent word to those who would be on my side to come."

That was right. Revelof had, just moments before, sent letters and grass whistles and every possible means to the various races who had received his help, asking them for aid.

And this was, exactly as Revelof said, something that had happened immediately after Jenna had her prophetic dream.

Meaning the future could change.

"Then......"

"And let me say once more to you, Archmage. Please help with the war against Diego Church that's about to happen."

Previously he had asked for help in the "Continental War"—but now it was war with Diego Church. And at Revelof's words, Jenna...... naturally nodded.

"All right. As long as I can protect Helena...... I'll do anything."

At her words, Revelof smiled with satisfaction.

"In that case, there's something I'd like to ask of you first."

"What is it?"

"Please use large-scale magic."

"What?"

At the unexpected request, Jenna's eyes went slightly wide. Revelof continued his request shamelessly.

"Across all of Holden territory."

Revelof's letters spread out to every corner. Those who had received help from Kyros Church and Church Leader Leviathan bustled about to repay the debt.

"The time has finally come to repay our debt to Bahano's benefactor."

From Bahano as well.

"Forward, Dwarves!"

The Dwarves too.

"For our benefactor."

The Spirit of Life Phinis and the Centaurs too.

"The time has come, mages."

From the Mage Tower too.

"Now it is our turn to help them."

The Elves too.

"Forward, my children."

The Merfolk too.

And everyone else who had received help from Kyros Church—all of them set out.

All that remained now was the final decisive battle between the two religions.

Four days later. The day of war that Archmage Jenna had prophesied arrived.

Boom, boom—!

Monsters with genuine Black Arc embedded in their bodies moved, shaking the ground.

Among them were massive orcs and ents, and monsters people could not normally see.

About a hundred monsters followed behind Diego Church's knights and priests as they marched.

It would have been a sight to make ordinary people panic—but they had deliberately concealed their presence using the power granted by Diego so as to ambush Kyros Church.

And so not a single person could see or discover them.

At the very front rode the Fifth Apostle Khalid on horseback. He had come to fight a war, but as always he was half bare.

Khalid bound his wind-tossed hair tightly and fixed his gaze ahead.

"Strange."

He said slowly, bringing his horse to a stop. At that, those following behind also came to a halt all at once.

"There was definitely Holden territory here...... where did it go?"

Khalid laughed to himself as he spoke. And for good reason—they had clearly arrived at Holden territory, yet what was visible was nothing but a wide, green meadow.

"Fifth Apostle, what is it?"

When Khalid suddenly halted the march, the Second Apostle who had been following him asked.

"It seems those wretches figured out we were coming and pulled some petty trick."

Khalid chuckled. Looking more carefully at the surrounding flow, traces of magic remained, however faint.

Just as Khalid guessed, it was a large-scale movement spell cast by Archmage Jenna Lewis.

And not just a simple movement—she had cleverly added hypnosis magic on top of it, so that the one affected could never notice.

So that anyone who reached a certain area near Holden territory would naturally be transported to a meadow.

As a result, from Khalid at the front to the monster group at the rear—all of them had been moved to the battlefield Revelof had "designated."

"Ha ha! Got a taste of our own medicine."

Khalid laughed aloud, having roughly grasped the flow. It wasn't the situation they wanted—but it didn't matter.

"Whatever tricks they pull, the result will be the same."

Because the "Grand Apostle" was moving separately.

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