Chapter 21.2
What the? How is he using that? And even a reflection?
‘Why does it even reflect!’
But that wasn’t the only problem.
“Ahh!”
Shuri was hit by the light orb hovering above Isaac’s head.
It was the same attack technique Shuri had just used.
But the number of orbs was different.
“Wha… 20?!”
Impossible!
Even the adult priests around could only produce 10 at most!
However, Isaac smirked.
‘Finally, this good-for-nothing body is paying off.’
Isaac’s body could contain an unimaginable amount of divine power.
And just by walking around his Saintly household, his divine power was continuously replenished.
Having recognized the technique recipe from when that guy used it, there was no reason he couldn’t.
After all, he had also seen how to increase the number of orbs.
There’s really no reason he couldn’t do it, right?
At that moment, the orbs of light menacingly flew towards Shuri.
Bang! Bang, bang, bang!
“Ah!”
Shuri lay down and screamed as the intense bombardment indiscriminately destroyed the walls and the floor.
It was the first time Isaac had used an attack technique.
Witnessing this spectacle, Whisper seemed ecstatic, as if he couldn’t contain his excitement.
[Ah, as expected of my King! You master the techniques of these foolish priests just by seeing them once!]
Well, it’s just 3rd level.
He could mimic any technique humans use with his eyes closed.
[Please forgive me for momentarily underestimating you because you appeared so young!]
This guy, did he look down on me?
[At this rate, you could immediately invade the realm of gods! Drive out all the useless male gods from the divine realm and establish the Isaac Kingdom with only goddesses!]
You go on and establish it on your own.
But Whisper looked genuinely concerned, glancing at the fallen Shuri.
[Killing a direct descendant… You might be chased away even before absorbing the magic core.]
To which Isaac responded with a smirk.
‘Kill? The attack didn’t even touch him.’
[What?]
‘From the beginning, he wasn’t the one I was targeting.’
[What do you mean…?]
Isaac grinned, looking somewhere, and with that, Shuri got up.
“This bastard! Scaring people like that!”
[!]
Shuri, with a fierce look in his eyes, stood up.
He looked at his younger cousin as if he felt humiliated. Although he didn’t know the reason, the cousin was mimicking the spell he had used.
Rather than just imitating, it would’ve been cute, but he was using it at a higher level.
As if claiming to be the candidate for the Saint.
‘Damn, it can’t go on like this.’
He had to become the Saint, or even further, the Pope.
This was the only way to escape from this cursed Eshua and to earn his father’s praise.
Is he going to lose to such a milk-sucking brat!
“Even if you use an attack spell, against me, a candidate for Saint…!”
But at that moment, a chilling sensation crept up his spine.
And unknowingly, when he turned his head,-
“Ah! Ahhh!!!”
He nearly lost his mind at the sight of the Shadow Lich looming over him.
Aiming for the Pope’s position was no bluff; despite being a child, Shuri instantly recognized the identity of the creature.
“W-w-why is there a Shadow Lich?! The subordinate of the Skeleton King who is said to have destroyed a nation! Ahhh!”
Is it simply because it’s a well-known creature even kids would know?
Actually, the reason Isaac attacked Shuri was because of the resurrection of the Shadow Lich.
From the beginning, he knew that Shuri had the totem.
He was wondering how to retrieve what that bastard stole, but he didn’t expect it to be delivered like this.
Anyway, Isaac purposely attacked, making the totem fall out of the pocket and resurrected it.
Even if it’s a violent species, it seemed like it would listen, so it seemed okay to release it.
However, regardless, the Shadow Lich loomed threateningly over Shuri.
[How dare you attack the King.]
“I’m getting eaten!”
The brave child burst into tears upon seeing the Shadow Lich.
He even squirmed and crawled on his buttocks.
“The subordinate of the damned Skeleton King, ahhhh!”
No, I don’t have a subordinate like that.
But Isaac seemed pleased, sucking on a pacifier.
“Daya (Come back)!”
With those words, the Shadow Lich disappeared instantly.
“Huh, what?”
When the chilling sensation disappeared, Shuri looked around.
The Shadow Lich disappeared?
Because of what Isaac said?
Shuri’s gaze could only turn to Isaac.
‘Did, did he get rid of it?’
There was a tremor in Shuri’s eyes, but he soon scowled.
‘No way, it’s impossible.’
The Shadow Lich was a high-ranking demon sealed by the Archbishop himself.
How could one possibly control the Shadow Lich?
To begin with, he had never heard of a demon listening to a human.
It must have been a hallucination or maybe…
‘Did I get rid of it?’
Was it my power?
Is that it!
Am I really the Saint?!
Was I truly the hope of this cursed Eshua?!
Just as Shuri’s eyes sparkled, something heavy climbed onto him.
“Oops!”
It was Isaac.
He wanted to push the brazen creature off, but for some reason, it was as immovable as a rock.
“Daya. Daya (Hurry, transport me)!”
He even pointed in some direction, hitting Shuri’s head with a golden rattle.
“Dayayaya (To the annex, hurry)!”
The son of the Duke, turned into a makeshift horse, couldn’t believe it.
“What is this? Just…”
Just when he thought of throwing him out of the window.
[Didn’t you were told to transport the King?]
“Ahhhhhh!!!”
Shuri screamed again at the sight of the Shadow Lich appearing beside him.