frightful experiences. If I may ask, would it be possible for everyone to place their weapons in
the corner of the square, and consequently put the vil ager’s minds at ease?”
“...What Master Gown has said is certainly correct. However these swords were bestowed upon
us by the king; without the king’s orders we cannot lay them down.”
“——Ainz-sama, we are fine with it.”
“Is that so? Vil age chief… Also Sir Knight-Captain, please pardon my unreasonable request.”
“Master Gown indeed has the right idea. If this sword weren’t bestowed by the king, I would
happily put it down. Then can we find somewhere to sit together, and would it be possible for
you to recount the details of this incident? If you don’t mind, the hour grows late, and I wish to
rest inside the vil age…”
“I understand. Then shal we proceed to my home——”
While the village chief was answering, a knight hastily ran into the square. Panting heavily, he
had urgent news to report.
The knight loudly shouted an emergency situation:
“Captain! There are many shadows surrounding the area. They are approaching the vil age!”
Volume 1
Chapter 4
Conflict Part 3
Translators: Ghoststaker, CoCayn, cerulean33
Editor: Namorax, Mecani
Collaborators: Imoutolicious LNT & Skythewood
"Everyone listen up."
A calm, quiet voice could be heard by everyone.
"The prey has entered the cage."
The speaker was a man.
He had a common appearance; if he was in a crowd, he wouldn’t be particularly conspicuous.
His only outstanding features were his black, artificial looking eyes and the scar on his face.
"Thou shalt devote thine faith to God."
Everyone prayed in silence. It was a simplified prayer to God. While carrying out assignments,
even within domestic borders, they had to take their time to pray.
It wasn't simple, but they always had to exhibit a staunch and profound belief in God.
These knights who gave their everything to the Silian Theocracy, and to God, had a more
profound faith than ordinary citizens. That was the reason they were able to carry out callous
acts without feeling sinful. After the prayer ended, everyone's eyes became as cold as ice.
"Commence."
Barely a phrase.
They surrounded the village with perfectly coordinated movements, giving the impression that
this was the result of constant training.
They were the Silian Theocracy's knights who specialized in carrying out illegal missions, only
heard of, but never seen.
The Silian Theocracy had six such groups working for their intelligence agency. The typical
duties of the Sunlight Scripture included the annihilation of demi-human villages. Although they
had many opportunities to do battle, their numbers were quite small. Including the scouts, they
numbered less than a hundred men.
That was because the door into the Sunlight Scripture was very narrow.
First, one had to be able to use Holy spells of Level 3, as well as all the normal high level spells that Magic Chanters were able to learn. Additionally, they had to possess superior physical
capabilities, resilience and spirit, along with a deep faith in his religion.
In short, they were the cream of the crop.
Watching the men around him, the man softly exhaled. Once all the men dispersed it would be
difficult to grasp all of their movements. But he had complete faith in his flawless cage.
With the success of his task within his grasp, the captain of the Sunlight Scripture, Nigan
Goodrich Luin, felt at ease in his heart.
Those in the Sunlight Scripture weren’t experts in covert or outfield operations, and as a result
they missed four other opportunities. Everytime they chased after Gazef and his group of
knights, they always had be very vigilant to avoid being detected. If they missed this opportunity
as well, their days of constant pursuit would continue without a doubt.
"Next time… I should ask the other teams for help and push the responsibility onto them."
Someone then replied to Nigan’s complaint.
"That’s right, our expertise is extermination after all."
The person answering was one of the team members who had stayed behind to protect Nigan.
"Looking at it, our task this time seems to be quite unusual. This is clearly an important
assignment; it wouldn’t be strange if we were to enlist the help of the Windflower…"
"You’re correct. Although I do not understand the reason we were deployed this time, it’s
nonetheless quite a useful experience. To infiltrate the enemy ranks is indeed good training. No,
perhaps this was the ultimate objective."
Although that was what he said, it was clear to Nigan that accepting a similar task in the future
would be troublesome.
This time his task was "To assassinate the Kingdom’s strongest warrior, the one unmatched
even in the neighboring countries, Gazef Strolonoff."
Generally speaking, this didn’t seem like a task well-suited for the Sunlight Scripture, but rather
one for the Black Scripture, which had fighters possessing strength of a heroic Level. But this
time, nothing could be done about the situation.
Nigan knew the true reason the other groups couldn’t assist them, but he wasn’t allowed to tell
his subordinates because that information was classified.
The Black Scripture had to deal with the upcoming resurrection of the Dragon King of Ruin, and
were now protecting the divine artifact [Kei Seke Coke]. The Windflower Scripture was also
using all its strength to chase after the traitor who stole the Miko Princess’ divine artifact, thus they had no forces left to assist him.
Nigan unconsciously stroked the scar on his face, vividly remembering the only time he had to
flee like a coward. His mind recalled the face of the woman who carried the pitch-black,
magically created sword that caused this scar.
In most circumstances, one could completely cure any wound without leaving a scar just by
using magic, but Nigan deliberately left these scars as a reminder of his defeat.
"... Damn that Blue Rose."
Nigan detested the fact that Blue Rose and Gazef were both from the Kingdom. Nor could he
forgive Blue Rose for being a priestess who served a different god. And there was the fact that
she stopped Nigan’s attempt to destroy a demi-human village. She was also the type of person
Nigan loathed most, both merciful and foolish.
"... The weak must look for many methods of self-protection if they want to survive. To not even know that, how stupid."
Noticing the suppressed anger in the artificial looking eyes of his leader, one of his subordinates
quickly interrupted:
"Bu-, but the Kingdom is truly stupid."
Nigan did not answer, but he agreed with that statement.
Gazef was strong, so they had to weaken him by stripping him of his equipment.
The Kingdom was split into two factions, the King and the Nobility, who were constantly
competing for political power. As long as they were able to get rid of Gazef, the King’s pivotal
piece, the nobles would be able to move easily. Even if this mission was issued due to the
influence of foreign spies, it wouldn't be surprising for the higher-ups of the Kingdom to support
this assassination mission.
Since Gazef was just a simple commoner who had raised through the ranks using his superior