How to Replace Your Dad - Chapter 67
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How to Replace Your Dad
Chapter 67
The High Priest’s face contorted.
‘How dare they mock me and pull this kind of stunt.’
I won’t let this slide.
“Open the door.”
The high-ranking priests hurriedly opened the door.
The High Priest strode forward toward the doorway.
I’ll snap their neck the moment I see them.
That’s what he thought, but….
“Ah, my faith has been rewarded!”
“I want to show this to the acquaintances who thought I was crazy. Our Saint…!”
“Five years since I joined Yemyeongoe believing in the High Priest’s teachings. I have witnessed proof of divinity. Thank you. Thank you.”
The High Priest and high-ranking priests of Yemyeongoe flinched.
‘What, what’s this!’
‘Why are the disciples here together…!’
Disciples were packed densely around the Saint… that is, Yustea.
The corridor seemed ready to burst.
Yustea was smiling brightly, holding the hand of a small old woman who was also smiling brightly beside her.
“Grandmother Merry has been with the sect for a very long time, hasn’t she? She introduced me to everyone.”
“It’s because the Saint has proven her divinity.”
“How is your body feeling?”
“To receive healing from the Saint, I have no regrets now.”
Why is the atmosphere so harmonious.
Where do they think this is to be so harmonious.
The High Priest was so furious he could barely breathe.
But with so many disciples watching, he couldn’t attack recklessly.
Even bringing in soldiers would be difficult.
The disciples had practically set up camp in the corridor, so there would be no room for soldiers to enter.
‘So the purpose was to create a human barrier.’
The High Priest was extremely irritated but had no choice.
He couldn’t kill the Saint in front of the disciples.
The High Priest, grinding his teeth, nodded his head.
The high-ranking priests standing at the door stepped aside.
It meant to come in.
Yustea entered inside, bringing only the Irregulars with her.
As soon as she entered, the High Priest spoke menacingly.
“Let’s hear what good words you’ve come to deliver.”
Yustea strode toward the High Priest.
‘Right. If I can win over the Saint, I might be able to break through this situation.’
Where in the world is there someone who dislikes money.
What can’t Yemyeongoe do that the Terretsa Church can.
For a saint, Yemyeongoe, which brings in all kinds of money, might be better than the Terretsa Church with its strict rules.
I’ll share the money with her.
Of course, she’ll have to play the role of advertisement as much as she receives.
The High Priest smirked.
“It seems like it will be a deep conversation….”
The High Priest stopped mid-sentence.
Yustea had passed by him and headed somewhere else.
It was in front of the Sect Leader.
“Do you like tiramisu?”
“I haven’t tried it.”
“It’s a type of cake.”
“Are there many types of cake? He always gives me the same thing.”
The Sect Leader’s gaze turned toward the High Priest.
The High Priest, who had flinched, came to his senses.
‘That’s not what’s important right now.’
“If you want to talk, you should talk with me.”
Yustea said while unwrapping the cake.
“When there’s a Sect Leader, why would I talk with you?”
“How rude!”
“I kept up appearances in front of the disciples. Isn’t that more than enough.”
“What…!”
“For someone like you.”
Yustea’s gaze as she glanced at the High Priest was cold.
It was a gaze that made one’s spine shiver just from being looked at.
The High Priest’s face hardened.
‘Is she really a fifteen-year-old girl?’
It was a strange sense of intimidation that made his throat tighten.
That girl has something indescribable about her.
The High Priest said with a pale face.
“I am the one who created this Yemyeongoe.”
“You’re the Sect Leader. People gathered in such numbers believing the Sect Leader’s power was a miracle, didn’t they?”
“The Sect Leader was also created by me…!”
The High Priest’s voice rose.
The high-ranking priests hurriedly looked toward the doorway and gave warning glances.
It meant his voice was leaking out to the people outside.
The High Priest ground his teeth.
‘That despicable thing.’
As long as the disciples were outside, he couldn’t inflict any harm.
Not even raising his voice.
* * *
I handed Abel a fork.
“I made it in a hurry, so I’m not sure how it turned out. It tasted fine to me.”
“….”
Abel stared intently at the tiramisu.
Just as his hand was about to move, the High Priest approached.
“Please don’t eat it. Who knows what vile trick she might have pulled.”
Then Antonio let out a scoffing laugh.
“Are you introducing yourself?”
“How dare you say such things.”
“Gathering people as disciples to extort their entire fortunes. Making them sick through excessive labor, then cruelly killing them when they become useless. Where is there anything here that isn’t despicable?”
The High Priest’s fists trembled.
Meanwhile, I stared blankly at Antonio.
The unit members also became wide-eyed.
“What’s this. Why is the leader….”
“I mean. The leader is….”
The unit members were surprised.
The rest of that sentence was probably ‘why does he seem knowledgeable?’
Because Antonio knew the word ‘extort.’
I was quite moved.
‘Antonio… you studied hard….’
With the feeling of a mother watching her child take their first steps, I nodded saying “Yes. Yes. Well done.”
Antonio made a proud expression.
The high priests turned their heads back and forth, looking at Antonio and me.
Their expressions seemed to ask what kind of conversation this was.
Only the High Priest had a different expression.
He forced the corners of his mouth up and let out a hollow laugh.
“Since I gained such peace of mind while in my embrace, shouldn’t you pay a price for it?”
“Not your embrace, but the Sect Leader’s embrace.”
When I said this cheerfully, the High Priest’s face crumpled again.
“That’s…!”
As expected, stimulating their inferiority complex works well.
Those who put forward fakes while pretending to be real are usually like that.
“If you come out like this, there will be no deal.”
“Does this seem like a deal?”
“…Pardon?”
“Since you seem so eager to have a conversation, I suppose I can oblige.”
I smiled sweetly and said.
“This isn’t a deal, it’s tribute.”
“What kind of nonsense is that.”
“Because deals are made between people of equal standing.”
“What did you say?”
“You can’t kill me because of the disciples. If you kill me, you’d be breaking your own doctrine. You’d lose faith and Yeojeongoe would fall.”
“….”
“Is that all? My father from Cuaron will personally lead troops to come kill you. Esgaroth will join too. Even if you’re lucky enough to escape, next will be the Temple and the Imperial Palace.”
“….”
“I’m a Saint. You’re just a con artist.”
“….”
The High Priest’s face flushed with anger.
His beard trembled, and the veins in his clenched fists bulged as if they might burst.
At that moment, I clapped my hands together!
“So tribute. I’m giving you an opportunity.”
“…Opportunity?”
“An opportunity to not just protect your precious Yeojeongoe, but to grow it even more.”
“Please get to the point.”
“Since you made money using me, if you pay tribute to me, I might show magnanimity as your superior.”
The high priests rolled their eyes, exchanging glances.
They swallowed dryly and asked.
“You mean you’ll overlook what we did?”
“Right. Plus, the fact that I came here will help you gain even greater faith.”
The high priests’ expressions brightened.
They quickly said to the High Priest.
“High Priest….”
“This isn’t a matter of pride.”
The High Priest groaned as if troubled.
But soon he asked me.
“How much would satisfy you?”
“All the wealth you’ve accumulated so far.”
“…!”
“…!!”
“…?!”
Not only the High Priest but even the high priests were shocked and gaped.
The High Priest shot up from his seat.
“That’s ridiculous! How did I earn that money! How did I achieve all those things…!”
“Since I visited, more people will gather. You’ll make bigger money faster. And you’re reluctant about this?”
“….”
“I’ll say it again, you have no choice. When this barrier breaks, Cuaron’s soldiers will come pouring in.”
“We have the Sect Leader. If the Sect Leader steps forward…!”
“That’s why I brought tiramisu!”
When I shouted, the High Priest flinched.
He looked to the side.
And he discovered it.
Abel, who had quickly devoured both pieces of tiramisu and was making a satisfied expression.
‘Tiramisu is the dessert I’m most confident in.’
I saw it in the game.
How much Abel loves sweets.
Knight Captain of Bator: “I will stake my life to stop and block you!”
Knight Captain of Bator: “Comrades! Forgive me for departing first! And bless me! Having devoted this body for my homeland, my soul is filled with joy….”
[Abel quietly turned around and began walking away.]
Knight Captain of Bator: “You bastard! Where are you going!”
[Abel turned his head to look at the Knight Captain of Bator.]
Abel: “It’s snack time.”
Yeah. He even kept snack time during battles.
He really loved sweets.
“I’ll give you more next time. So don’t interfere with me. Got it?”
Abel’s eyes slowly turned toward me.
It was a cold gaze that seemed to flow with demonic energy.
He said.
“How many will you give me.”
“A whole tray.”
“…Not bad.”
The High Priest opened and closed his mouth like a goldfish.
He seemed so dumbfounded that words wouldn’t come out.
‘But he’ll have no choice.’
The reason Abel doesn’t leave this place is because of his rampage.
The ‘meals’ must be what prevent his rampage.
And I clearly heard what the goblin-like man said in the experimental lab.
“B-but is this really okay… It’s not even time for a meal yet….”
‘He said it wasn’t time yet.’
Right now, there’s no reason for Abel to step forward.
The High Priest gritted his teeth.
But having no other option, he held his forehead and said.
“Fine. But I’ll need to receive a handwritten note to help gather disciples in the future.”
“Stack all your wealth in the chapel. I’ll write it after I confirm the riches with my own eyes.”
“…Yes.”
I stood up from my seat.
And I lifted my head saying “Ah.”
“One more thing. I need to take some people with me. To use in Cuaron.”
“You’re taking disciples too!”
“Make sure to include Rene.”
“….”
“What are you doing? Bring her right now.”
The High Priest clenched his fist tightly with humiliation.
However, he soon waved his hand dismissively at the high priest.
It meant to hand it over.
I smiled brightly and headed toward the doorway with the Irregulars.
Then, Abel’s voice was heard.
“Is tiramisu originally supposed to look like this?”
I grabbed the door handle and answered.
“No. It’s my special recipe.”
That was the end of the conversation.
* * *
After Yustea’s group and Abel had all returned.
The High Priest flipped over his desk.
Thud—!
The desk overturned and the objects that had been placed on it scattered about.
“Damn it, damn it—!”
He couldn’t forget the humiliation he suffered at the hands of that young girl.
Abel’s arrogant expression as well.
The high priest, who had been reading the situation, spoke.
“Shall we gather the treasures in the chapel?”
“We have to gather them. We need to show that girl to get her handwritten letter. …And then we’ll deal with her.”
“Pardon?”
The startled high priest’s eyes widened.
“Didn’t you say Esgaroth, the Temple, and the Imperial Palace would all mobilize?”
“They won’t be able to mobilize. That girl’s handwritten letter will say ‘a powerful divine presence exists in Yemyeongoe.'”
Since they lost the Saint, they would need a replacement.
How could they attack when it’s said to be in Yemyeongoe?
“But if they don’t believe it….”
“You’re still naive after 10 years of missionary work. When do disciples have faith?”
“Well, the moment they witness a miracle.”
Then another high priest gasped.
“Are you planning to use the Sect Leader?”
“That one has gotten too big-headed now. It’s time for a replacement.”
“Then….”
“Prepare the 【Angel】.”
A being created using all the know-how from making Abel, and over 10 years of accumulated alchemy and magical power.
If they saw that, no one in the world would doubt its divinity.
The High Priest grinned wickedly.
‘Come.’
The moment she writes the letter out of greed for treasure, her head will roll on the ground.
After that, Yemyeongoe was unprecedentedly busy.
They blocked disciples’ access to the underground and piled treasures, money, and various precious magical tools in the chapel.
Seeing the chapel filled with gold and silver treasures, the High Priest’s lips curled up.
“That girl’s eyes will roll back.”
“Of course.”
“The contact?”
“We sent a letter to the place the Sain… no, that girl told us about. We informed them of the appointment time, so they should arrive at the castle soon.”
Just as those words ended.
One high priest came running frantically down to the underground.
“High Priest! High Priest—!”
The High Priest let out a small laugh.
‘The girl has already arrived.’
She must be all excited with money in front of her.
“Yes, bring the girl down to the underground.”
“It’s not the Saint. It’s an attack!”
That can’t be!
It hadn’t even been two days since the barrier was deployed using Carmen’s sacrificial alchemy.
The barrier should need at least one more day before it starts to weaken.
“Nonsense! Who could have broken through a barrier deployed with sacrificial alchemy?”
“It’s the Irregulars—!”
What?
The Irregulars?
The Empire’s strongest assassination squad.
The shadow rulers who eliminate everyone from the strongest knights to those with absolute power.
“Why would they invade the holy site!”
“They’re protecting the Saint! She came with them!”
The High Priest took a deep breath.
He understood the situation instantly.
‘We’ve been had!’
She had told them to gather the treasures with the intention of taking them, never planning to spare Yemyeongoe from the beginning.
He immediately went up to the surface and looked down at the foot of the mountain.
Three different flags were visible.
The flag of the Blue Owl.
The flag of the Crimson Dog.
The flag of the Yellow Snake.
“That man in front of the Crimson Dog flag… isn’t that man the one who was escorting the Saint?”
Antonio.
The violent destroyer who always took the vanguard of the Irregulars.
“Sweep them all away.”
His eyes flashed with murderous intent.
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