Strongest Man
The Cathedral that Ignores Part 1
’’How much trash survives? In a flash ... Keke! About 1500? ’
Among the homunculi, there was a very large one. He wears a white hat and as the leader of the homunculi he calls himself Sergeant Bor. All the homunculi gathered around him.
’’ There are 1534 heads! ’’
’’ Tsk! Even minus half of it? However, such disappointment, I was a kind-hearted homunculus. ’
Sergeant Bor's tone was not only shrill and cracked, but also loud, so there was no problem reaching his audience. It sounds unpleasant, but it still penetrates the ear. Sungchul also had to listen to his voice.
‘Is that the same guy from 25 years ago? He's still alive. ‘
Homunculi usually live a short life. Not only were they treated harshly by their masters, they were often also cannibalized by their peers. It seemed that this homunculus had used its great stature to survive all this time.
”Now! Now! Fucking humans! This friendly Sergeant Bor will give you great piety. It's a week of rest! Please use this week well to adjust to this new world! ’
The homunculi came out after Sergeant Bor.
This announcement cornered people into the conversation.
’’ Where is this? Where is this? ’
’’ My phone .. No signal, not even wifi. ’’
’’ This is a dream ... it should be a dream .. ’’
Most of the people who were called were trying to adjust to their surroundings so that they could maintain their sanity. So meaningless, the smart ones will approach the problem realistically and handle it step by step.
“This week is not a gift, but a death sentence.”
There is no water or water in this place. Just people. Other than the walls that protected them from demonic creatures, there was no benefit to staying in this place. People had to walk outside the walls to survive. Or they should eat someone else.
Sungchul was stuck with the crowd and observed the situation. A few moments later, some people started to move. They move in a way that could be considered erratic in the eyes of a normal person. Some circled the square and others pretended to swing swords in the air. Usually people will think that/that they have lost it, but Sungchul sees things differently. There are Observer Eyes above each of these ‘mad’ without exception. They get their instructions through summoners, and are taught how to survive through situations. While others freeze in a state of inactivity, these small quests will quickly add up and make an important difference in the end. There are also some normal people who are proactive.
”Excuse me. Are you alone?”
A middle-aged man in a tattered suit broke through the crowd to form a group. He had worked through all those who ignored him, insulted him, or rejected him to gather ten people. Seeing the man, Sungchul begins to recall old memories.
‘Thinking back there is also such a thing. Voicing such obnoxious nonsense, ‘seikat stick is harder to crack’ to gather people. ‘
A certain female silhouette appeared in his mind and his eyes turned cold. But there was no longer time for him to soak in the past. Sungchul immediately followed the group of twenty who were walking past the walls of the square. There was one person in the background who thoughtlessly called out to him.
’’ H-hey. ’’
Sungchul's eyes shifted to that voice.
’’There are cigs?’ ’
’’ … ’’
Sungchul did not even want to admit it any further.
Passing through the walls, there was a forest deeply steeped in demonic energy waiting for them. It is home to demonic creatures. Those with the Observer’s Eye were the first to dare cross the barrier. They are not just the average of which ‘ selected before’, if one looks at their large number.
“They should have the support of a large guild.”
The Summoning Palace was a neutral faction under the protection of the God of Order.
Any group with powers will not be allowed to freely abuse their authority. To affect the Palace, it would require slicing every palm of the hand and it was not a small amount of wealth. It would take a large faction to bring several dozen officials under their rule. All of these points mean that/that this group is exactly what Sungchul is looking for. He casually slipped into their group. The younger men and women gave him a look before ignoring him completely.
In this awkw in silence, two more people joined the group.
’’ 25 people .. I think it's everyone. ’’
A stylish man in a suit was the first to speak, everyone focused on him. It must have been very stressful, but he continued calmly.
’’ I'm sorry if I looked forward, but that's it. My name is Yuhoon Lee. ’
He received a reasonable response from the group. Everyone other than a narrow-eyed man with grayed hair seemed to welcome his attempt to break the ice. Yuhoon continued to direct the crowd after gaining their approval.
’’Can everyone hear their guide's voice?’
Everyone's heads nodded in response.
’’ …. ’’
Sungchul also calmly nodded his head and continued to observe their Observer Eyes. There is a slight difference in its shape. It represented the summoner magic of each. At this moment, Sungchul's eyes shone with a strange light.
‘Some annoying witches are involved right now. They may be tapping into the views and hearing of their candidates. ‘
However, the witches that Sungchul was involved with usually had ‘High Ranking’ attached to their titles. The necromancers he would pursue on an average day could make thousands of undead on their own. Compared to witches of their caliber, this summoner would be the best disciple.
In Sungchul's hopes, there will be a hidden quest attached to the training course set up for these 24 people.
’First time, my guide told me that/it time is very valuable. There is no time for us to linger. After a brief introduction, I believe we should proceed immediately with whatever our guide has directed. ‘’
Yuhoon approached the surrounding people first, casually introducing himself and attracting a friendly atmosphere. No one approached Sungchul, and it was due to his unkempt appearance. It was extremely difficult to obtain decent clothing in the Other World, let alone a stylish one. He had tried relatively hard, but he was currently only wearing a few worn-out military uniforms like some kind of homeless veteran. He also had no hygiene products to wash for a while now, so he also did not smell too great.
Teens in hip-hop outfits and 20s something that women covered in brand-name products talk with their backs towards. It was a clear sign of rejection.
’’ … ’’
Sungchul did not mind. There was no benefit in him caring about it, all he wanted was a hidden quest. However, someone noticed him from afar and approached him.
” Hey, sir, why are you standing here alone? ’
He's figuring out who might be. That's Lee Yuhoon. He spoke with a wide smile that maintained the eye contact and hand he grabbed to shake.
“What a well-trained manners.”
He had dealt with many people before. A clear instinct tells him that/it Yuhoon may not be as friendly as he appears, but he accepts the handshake.
’’ Only Kim. Please call me Kim. ’
’Then, we have to compromise by using Mr. Kim.’
When the introduction ended, a terrifying light shot out from within the forest. The group slowly gathered and turned towards the light.
’’ Kekekeke …. ’’
It was a familiar laugh. Unexpectedly, a homunculus revealed itself from the darkness. The light came from the lantern he held in his hand.
’’You've gathered here, man!’
Sungchul recognized this homunculus with his voice.
“Sergeant Drill.”
He was significantly larger than the average homunculus, and also revealed a much more sinister set of razor teeth as he greeted the group. He stood at the peak of everyone's stomach, but they all understood just how savage and powerful this midget-like creature was. How could they dare to look down on the larger Sergeant Bor?
Sergeant Bor is pleased with the fears of humans and smiles happily as he looks at them.
’” Don't be afraid, please! A human! Sergeant Bor is just a clever homunculus! I have logically killed those trashy people, but for a select few, I would be willing to provide a service. ’
Sergeant Bor staggers back through the forest with a lantern in his hand.
’’Follow carefully, please! A human! You might die for some monsters if you are left behind! Snicker! ’’
Everyone stood dumbstruck in this situation.
” I think we can follow it. That's what my voice says. ‘’
Yuhoon took the lead in following after the homunculus. The others also followed after their impromptu leader helplessly. Only two people live in their place.
’’ Ah, shit. I really don't like that bitch. ’
The Yankee spat out a little profanity before following. Sungchul quietly moved after him.
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The homunculus leads the group to an abandoned cathedral. On top of the church tower there stands a rectangular ornament, this is the symbol for the God of Order. The God of Order is one of the five gods who rule over the pantheon.
”Please enter! A human! ’
The Sergeant Drill goes in first. The rectangular ornament was filled with a strange light as it stepped into the cathedral.
” Woah ... What? These different words of admiration came out from the group.
There is a sarcophagus with an open lid inside the cathedral. There are 25 in total.
”Now. Nowow. A human! Don't linger and step anywhere that suits your taste, go ahead! ” Homunculus talking with grin.
One after another, everyone finally began to lie inside the sarcophagus. Kim Sungchul also found one somewhere in the middle and put it. The sarcophagus began to float with force, and the lid closed itself. They could clearly see bright letters floating in the stifling darkness that surrounded them.
[You have found the martyr's sarcophagus and lie down with a steadfast heart.]
[Smartyrs lifting up your body.]
Effect: +10 Strength, Flexibility, Vitality (Regional Restrictions: Summoning Palace)
