Running Away From The Hero!

“I am the Demon King now. ”

He gave a solemn expression with a glance looking down slightly.

- You didn't seem serious at all. Just unlucky?

- Shut up.

Today, I am used to ignoring it.

“Are you really... no, our king, whom you drank from? ”

“Short speech. ”

“Are you the king?”

Well, good.

I'm still confused, so things are going very well. You said a word and now you're fixing it.

“Yes.”

“Oh!”

“Drink has finally made our king! ”

“Drink!”

Seeing him praising me and drinking, it was more than what Velegrea had heard.

The high priests who live in the Temple of Drinking! You have strong faith in God!

“Oh, not yet! ”

But there were some who didn't believe it yet.

“What is it?”

“Drinkers are benevolent, but they punish fools harshly! ”

“So?”

“The one who inherited the power of the Drinker said he would awaken the wrong with endless pain! ”

“Oh……. ”

It's a description I've heard a lot about. A little change and I think it's something I used to say back in the organization.

“So I do not acknowledge you as the Demon King who drank you until I showed you his power! ”

“Well, I see. ”

“It's still there! ”

One by one, I started nodding as if he was right.

“Yes, it was. ”

I nod my head too.

If anything else, I am confident that I can defeat without dying. No, I'm getting better!

- My turn?

- Yeah, party time!

Boom boom.

I relaxed my steps and approached the iron picket.

“You may look like a normal child, but this child is actually a token from a drink! ”

The shape of the iron ingot changed from a little girl to a silvery sparkling pattern.

“Wait, is that it? ”

“Well, is that the grace of drinking? ”

I nodded, looking at the horses staring at the iron ingots with shining eyes.

“Yes. This is the gift of drink. ”

- Since when did I become a symbol of drinking?

I heard the Devil's weapon.

If it's an evil god, a drink, or a god that helps me in my life, I can always welcome you.

Look at Marcin go down with his hands around his neck!

- Is the Evil God okay?

- I think so.

Haha! Evil God.He was a pretty good one!

The evil symbol that tried to destroy the world! You look like you'd fit right in with a villain!

“Yi, this is……. ”

When I approached the swallower, I put the iron on his shoulder.

“This is the blessing of drink. ”

I gently lift the iron off my shoulder.

“God bless you! ”

Puck!

“Shhhhh!”

And the priest who was struck screams and rolls around the floor.

“Oh! What a drink of grace! ”

“No, not yet! It doesn't hurt to hit him like that with a club! ”

“Okay, so.... ”

““ ““ We'll have to watch some more! ” ” ” ” ”

- Wow, look at their toughness.

- To find out what's best for Marcin. We better get this over with.

I continued to swing the iron to save the wretched midlife that was beaten and writhing on the floor.

“This is the mercy of drink! ”

“Cough!”

“This is the grace of drinking! ”

“Rrrrgh!”

“And this is the grace of Drinkin '! ”

“Wh-whoa! ”

“And this is the mercy of the endless drink! ”

“H-save me... Cough! ”

Two small hands protrude from the iron ingot and start pounding the priest automatically.

“Now, have you seen ”

Starting with his shoulders, he pounded his head, stomach, legs, and the important place of the man.

But this priest cried out in pain, and there was no sign of injury.

There's only one thing it means. It looks merciless, but it doesn't hurt at all!

“Ah... yes. The Mercy of Great Drinking……. ”

“I never thought I'd see the mercy of drinking in my own life.... ”

And the priest shed tears of affection for the love of my disciples equal to the mercy of Marcin.

“Your faith will be felt by the drinker. ”

A group of warriors looks at this scene from a distance as if the world is going crazy, but they don't really care.

“I want to feel it, too! ”

“I, too, am at the mercy of the drinker! ”

“Please give me a chance to taste mercy, too! ”

- Hey, it's full of your favorite perverts.

Not one? Uheehee! Long live the Horsemen! Long live the Drinkers!

“Drink and say, 'Foolish children, you don't need to feel this pain, but you desperately want it, and I give it up! He said,’ No! ”

“Ah... Marcin... ”

“Our everlasting God……. ”

“The only God left in this world.... ”

“Long live the Demon King! ”

“Long live the Demon King! ”

I didn't need a horse's feet.

Already these guys are fanatics who believe in drinking, and I can earn their loyalty just by dealing with the servant of that god.

- I knew the owner was a fraud.

- Who was the accomplice to the scam?

- Who is it, Goddess Ar?

It was the right decision to leave her in the wagon in case of an incident.

Your daughter must have been terrified of beating priests as if she had nothing to hide now.

For a while, the screams of the iron-clad gods and priests continued.

“Are you done?”

“Yikes!”

Send the metal back with a calm mind to the side of the group of hardened warriors.

Every time the priests scream, they wince, but they don't run away. Honestly, even though the door to the temple was open, I was ready to run away....

“The Great Drink has spoken. ”

As you pull out your horse, the priests who are on the ground raise their heads.

Seeing their shivering lower half, they seem to want to kneel down and listen to their drink in a godly manner, but unfortunately, their legs do not give in to their will.

Well, you'll be happy to be beaten like that and drink yourself up. Maybe…….

“Don't get up too much. The mercy of a weak servant like you cannot endure. ”

- Come here for a second.

- Boom?

- Why, to earn my respect.

I tell Iron Pound to hit me properly.

“Tsk, tsk!"

The only thing that feels me beating hard with the sound of the wind is ordinary battles, which hurt a little but is tolerable.

“Ah……. ”

“The one who drank it.... ”

“Ugh... To be able to follow such a great person.... ”

But as a result, all the priests in the temple became my slaves.

“This is the chosen one of the drinkers. My words are the words of a great drink, and my actions are the actions of a great drink. ”

“Long live the drink! Hail the Demon King!"

“Great drink! Great Demon King!”

“We will follow you, whom you have chosen, praising the great drink! ”

When I was filled with the sound of praising me, I gently raised my hands.

“Quiet.”

Everyone keeps their mouths shut, even though they didn't say it out loud. Looking at it satisfactorily, I solemnly declared.

“Now the continent is in chaos. Drink has sent me here to mourn it, but evil beings will move through the chaos to gain their own. ”

“That means……. ”

I raised my head slightly to the ceiling.

“He said the wicked will deceive you. I will whisper in your ears," Deny me, "as Marcin says. ”

“We will not be deceived by the words of the Drunken Servant, the Evil One! ”

A priest shouted with enthusiasm. It doesn't match the way it looks on the floor, but it's quite passionate.

“Drinkers know your loyalty well. But the evil acolytes know that, too. They will seduce you like a vicious snake, and they will use your faith to deceive you. ”

“We……. ”

Looking down at the man who was trying to deny me, I roared ferociously.

“Fool, do you not believe the words of the great drink? Why don't you understand that your false beliefs have deceived you? ”

- It's not like he's cheating.

- That's why we're throwing rice cakes. Just in case.

God cannot interfere with me. But you can annoy me with your warriors, followers, etc. like those who stare blankly there and the shuttle.

A pissed off drink can bring back a real blessed warrior.

“Fools, listen to me. I mean, the will of drink. The acolytes of evil will speak to you as Jesus said. The apostle of false drink will appear and deceive you. You will doubt and doubt, but you will fall into their trap. ”

As I explained in a solemn voice, the congregation began to bow one by one.

“I'll ask you again. Can you not fall for that evil trick? They're ready to worry? ”

They're being robbed of their souls by owners who aren't prepared for it.

“Ah……. I was foolish. I didn't realize the will of the great drink. ”

“Forgive us, fools! ”

“Forgive me! ”

When I saw the priests who were wiping the floor with their bodies, I began to feel proud of them.

Oh, this is what makes a cult bishop!

“Drinkers say, you are innocent. Sin lies only with the wicked who deceive you. ”

It tells us how generous and compassionate drinking is.

Perhaps if Marcin had seen this, he would have trusted one of my words and truly chosen me as an apostle.

- You're not gonna give it to me anyway, are you?

- I know I can't give it to you in the first place.

I don't know what I'm thinking, I can't watch, and I can't even give myself strength.

Even if I were God, I would never choose an apostle like me.

“The deceivers will come for you in the future. Greet them with a smile. You are deceiving them. Bring them to me. There's no need to worry. I will make your beloved body and fools realize the mercy of drinking! ”

While lying on the ground, many emotions started to come to mind in their eyes looking up at me. Respect, awe, admiration, etc.

Now, if I tell you to die, the Cultists are ready to go out to die.

Nor are they fanatics of Drinking. My fanatics. This is what matters.

“I will take care of everything on his behalf. There's only one thing you can do. ”

I stretched my chest out and shouted with open arms.

“Announce to all the faithful here, my friends! I am here to serve the will of Drinkin '! Come to me, you who want to experience the mercy of drink! ”

All I said was that they all looked at me and did not answer.

At this point, I realized the meaning of my words because there was only one person, iron pick.

- No, what are you talking about! Is this what I think it is? Is that what this is?

- Yeah, that's right.

- Academy, Master! I love the owner!

I'm satisfied, I'm satisfied, and I'm satisfied with the priests. The festival had begun because only drinking was unfair and might die.