Sword Pilgrim

nt to go there until I die.’

If you go back to the Jervain family, the characteristics that come with this persona would be revealed, so things would become difficult.

“Oh, I’m sorry.
My presumptuous meddling… that’s right.
Callius-sama is now the Son of God.”

Thinking about the divine revelation, Leone fell into his own delusion and kept his head down.

“Let’s go.
I’ve seen everything there is to see.”

“Yes.”

Except for the Tears of Valtherus, the mines here were mediocre.

However, the amount of copper seems to be quite large, so if you exchange with a suitable upper level and export it, the estate will gradually become abundant.

“Callius, this mine has become Torrett’s hope.”

“Copper is a mineral that has many uses here and there, so the area is bound to improve.”

“Can I do well…?”

“……”

Leone’s eyes looking up at him were full of anxiety.

He was about as tall as Callius’ chest.

His youthful face still had the look of a child.

‘You’re too young.’

Rumours will spread in Torrett that the copper mines are profitable, and the vanished vassals will turn their faces to devour the profits.
Then they will become more and more greedy, and might even end up trying to kill Leone.

“…I’ll write you an introduction letter.”

Callius had some connections with a merchant family suitable for entrusting the distribution of copper.

It was a pretty famous merchant family within the Carpe Kingdom, so it won’t be difficult to distribute Torrett’s copper.

‘Helena de Bolivian.’

If it were her from the family of Viscount Bolivian –

She’ll take care of it so I won’t have to worry about Torrett anymore.

“Don’t worry.
You’ll do just fine.”

Stroking Leone’s head, Callius stepped forward.

‘She’s going to kill me, right?’

Callius remembered two years ago.

A relationship with her that could be called a bad relationship, if anything.

Her accusations against him held up.

A few days later –

Crackle, crackle.

Callius flicked the bag of gold coins Leone had given him and put it in his pocket.

“You didn’t need to give me this.”

“No.
I apologize for only being able to do this much.”

“…”

“Callius, I don’t know where you’re going, but be careful on the way to Oliorro.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know what’s going to happen in that town right now because there’s a rebellion in Fortress Oliorro.”

“Oliorro…!?”

“Yes, do you know?”

Oliorro’s Rebellion.

In fact, it was one of the peasant uprisings stirred up by the pagans.

‘But it’s too early.’

It should have been done at least three years later.

‘Has the timeline accelerated?’

If so, it means you don’t have time to relax like this.

The shadow of the pagans is getting darker, so this side can’t stand still either.

‘I’m going to the North.’

To the master of the Spirit Sword who is waiting there.

A few days later.

Inside the Torrett Mine.

The spot where Valtherus’ Tears used to be was picked clean as if there had never been anything there.

The man, who was looking at that place with sharp eyes, did not match well with the environment of the mine due to his neat and luxurious attire.

Click.

“Ryburn.
Callius has already left Torrett a few days ago.”

“Is that so.
We were one step late.
Where would you say his destination is?”

“Neither the Lord of Torrett nor the local residents know where he is going.”

“The whole of Torrett is covering for him… Is it okay to leave things like that?”

“Not yet…”

Tuk, tuk.

Inquisitor Ryburn, who patted his index finger with his arms crossed, sighed as he shook his head.

Tuk, tuk.

“If you’re not sure, wouldn’t it be better to not say anything?”

His mouth was smiling, but his eyes were sharp as frost.

He is Steel Justice Heretic Inquisitor Ryburn.

A powerful paladin with a level 3 divine power and a Spirit Sword.

During interrogations, he is a bloodthirsty Heretic Inquisitor before whom it was said that only the truth could be confessed.

“Sorry, I’m sorry! I’ll correct it!”

Ryburn walked past the man with an indifferent gaze and exited the mine.

Inquisitor Ryburn raised his glasses and murmured.

“Bishop Milliman said that there might be a relic of the Order hidden here.”

The Church was aware of the possibility.

However, Inquisitor Ryburn confirmed that there were no relics here.

‘Is Bishop Milliman wrong?’

Or did someone take it?

Inquisitor Ryburn put more weight on the latter possibility.

‘Callius von Jervain.’

Trash Swordmaster.

Talentless bastard.

He, who possessed such a foolish swordsmanship, won the duel against Arsando Mirinae and quietly disappeared.

“Maybe, he took the power of the relic.”

I don’t know what kind of relic it is or what power it has, but the Church’s relic is a mystery itself.

Even if something’s not likely to happen.

The relic could have been enough to make it happen.

If Callius, who had that garbage talent, monopolized the miracle of the relic –

“Any sign of paganism?”

“I’m looking around the area, but still…”

There were no signs of paganism.

Arsando, who was investigating under orders from the Church, died.

The probability is high that it is a relic.

That incompetent Callius killed Arsando?

Callius took on the power of the relic?

He killed Arsando and disappeared.

Even though he took the power of the relic, he did not report it to the Church.

Why would you do that –

Because there was something to hide.

Then he –?

“It’s heresy.”

Steel Justice Heretic Inquisitor Ryburn.

A faint smile spread across his lips.

“Heresy in the name of God.”

Clean up –

Ryburn’s usually indifferent eyes were full of joy.

“Callius von Jervain is a heretic.”

And the residents of Torrett who covered for him, as well the Lord of this place, are all heretics too!

“They will be thoroughly interrogated.”