I’m Going to Destroy this Country

“!”

Someone appeared before them.

Entering the treasure vault were about five children.

But the most noticeable among them was the one with pure white hair and golden eyes.

A child about four years old.

The atmosphere changed with his presence.

Even Shuri lost the color in his face.

As the surroundings suddenly quieted, Isaac cocked his head.

“Daya?”

What’s that?

But the children who had been admiring Isaac until a moment ago looked desperate.

“It’s Kina Berit.”

“So he’s come here too…?!”

“There was no talk of the Papal household coming!”

Ah.

That’s who it was.

The child who was practically declared a Saint.

‘Well, he looks the part.’

In the Holy Empire, the closer to white, the more noble the symbol.

As one ascends to a higher priesthood, the proportion of white in the uniform increases.

Even in such a Holy Empire, such bright hair color is rare.

As if his very appearance declares him a born Saint.

Honestly, even Isaac, who had been grappling with the Holy Empire for hundreds of years, had only seen such brightness in a Saintess.

‘It’s strange. That’s not a color that can naturally occur in Berit.’

But Shuri had gritted his teeth up to this point.

“…Ugh. His divine power has increased in the meantime.”

Oh my, this guy is burning up a rivalry with the Pope’s grandson.

Overflowing with ambition.

“Ah, but it’s meaningless when Kina Berit is here.”

“He’s obviously going to bring out the best stuff…”

“Why is the Pope’s family here at the Saintess’s treasure vault in the first place?”

“Nothing strange about that.”

“!”

Kina Berit smiled confidently.

“It may be called the Saintess’s treasury now, but this place originally belonged to the Holy Empire’s Pope’s family. We’ve only given the Saints authority to guard this place. I’m just here to take what’s rightfully mine.”

Shuri clenched his teeth.

Isaac sighed.

He seemed to be quite famous.

Indeed, although he looked the youngest among them, except for Isaac himself, he was the top in terms of divine power.

Of course, it’s no wonder they’re all candidates for Saints; the kids gathered here are exceptional. Even though there’s no one over seven years old, they’re all at the level of a low-ranking priest.

They would surely be called geniuses.

Especially those acknowledged by the Papacy among the 25. Some of them had levels of energy that wouldn’t be reached until they were at least fifteen.

And it was the same with Shuri.

But that guy?

As if mocking those prodigies, he was in a world of his own.

‘The Bishop’s level must have already been surpassed by him.’

Kina Berit, who seemed well aware of his own brilliance, looked at the children holding water bottles with contempt.

He seemed to have realized what was in the water bottles.

“You dare to disgrace the host with such despicable acts. And you call yourselves candidates for Saint?”

“…!”

The culprits who had tried to mock Isaac hurriedly hid their water bottles.

Kina Berit approached Isaac.

“What do you gain from tormenting such a young child, you lowlifes?”

The children bit their lips, unable to raise their heads.

Yes, they must be feeling ashamed and angry.

They had obviously tried to show off to the Pope’s family, but ended up being scolded by the very person they wanted to impress.

Kina Berit looked at the candidates with disdain.

“A child this young couldn’t possibly handle poison resistance. It must have been the power of the Saintess who wanted to protect this child.”

“!”

At these words, not only the other children but also Shuri frowned.

He guessed why.

Was it not him but entirely the power of his mother that he used the divine techniques beyond his years in the fight against him?

Perhaps. Before she disappeared due to the accident, she might have set a protective divine technique on her son.

The children clicked their tongues in agreement.

“Well, there’s no way a baby like that could handle divine power like the high priests.”

“Antidote, what…”

“Typical of Eshua’s brats.”

Kina Berit looked at Isaac with pity.

“He wasn’t running around in a fit to find the poison for you, it was the effect of being poisoned. Probably a reaction to a stimulant.”

Kina Berit tried to pat Isaac on the head while making eye contact.

“Poor thing. I’ll detoxify you.”

Then, divine power burst from his hand.

Everyone was surprised by the intense light.

“Wait, can he already use detoxification spells?”

They were as pale as if they were facing a Saint.

“Look at the size of that divine power! It must be 5th level…”

But at that moment.

Smack!!

“?!”

Kina Berit’s cheek was harshly turned.

It was Isaac.

And he hit quite hard.

Shuri, as well as the other children, were shocked and looked at Isaac.

But what was even more surprising wasn’t that.

“The divine power… it’s gone!”

Everyone’s attention was on Kina Berit’s hand.

The powerful divine power that had intimidated everyone a moment ago had disappeared in an instant.

As if Isaac had neutralized the opponent’s divine technique!

“…!”

And that was only possible if one was at least on the same level or higher.

Kina Berit couldn’t help but look at his own hand in confusion.

‘Did he neutralize my power?’

It was ridiculous that he had been slapped, but that this little kid had nullified his divine technique?

However, the children who had come with Kina Berit were angry at Isaac.

“Does Eshua not teach manners?”

“How dare you slap someone who was trying to detoxify you?”

They knew he wasn’t someone they could talk to.

Shuri knew they were just trying to hold a grudge against Eshua.

But Isaac raised his eyebrows as if he was pathetic.

‘Where does this guy who can’t even properly control his power get off.’

Kina Berit.

Certainly, a genius that comes once in a thousand years, but in the eyes of the Demon King, he was just a mediocre novice.

If you want to show off in front of others, learn to control your abilities first.

Like that, without even refining his power, he dares to confront a kid.

Not knowing that his great power could unintentionally harm others because of his own ignorance?

Of course, the reason Isaac was angry was not that.

‘What? Detox? Detox?’

This clueless chick wants to die!

“Dayayaya  (To remove the alcohol effect!? I don’t need it)!”

“Ah!”

“Daya (I’m feeling drunk for the first time in hundreds of years, and you’re just going to detoxify it? Damn)!”

Isaac threw the water bottle filled with divine power at the minions.

“Ah, stop!”

The henchmen asked for help, but Kina Berit glared at Isaac with displeasure.

It looks like he can use holy power, but he couldn’t believe that a child like that can offset his own power.

“!”

Isaac clicked his tongue when he saw Kina Berit reaching out for him.

Ah. When a baby talks, he doesn’t understand what he’s saying and it’s embarrassing.

“Daya.”

Isaac clenched his fists.