He Reincarnated as a Baby but is More Powerful Than 99.98% of Mages! | Manhwa Recap

This bishop is one of the most powerful holy men in the empire who answers directly to the pope and commands exorcism squads. So why he just lost a tooth to a milk bottle? He got hit by a baby. A literal goddamn sack of [ __ ] who can barely hold his own head up just smashed a glowing bottle into this saint's face hard enough to draw blood. 5 minutes later his crimson eyes flash. He channels everything he has into a Single burst and a blinding column of pure white light erupts from his tiny body, slamming

into the lich with enough force to disintegrate it on the spot. Everyone stares. A newborn baby just solo killed a dark lich. The people watching think it's a miracle. Holy power awakening inside a newborn saint. And the craziest part, this kid was supposed to be dead before he ever opened his eyes. Because five minutes earlier, in the moment, this child was Born. Two nannies were assigned to him. Except they're not nannies. They're assassins. And the milk they keep forcing into his mouth is holy poison. A venom designed to destroy divine power and quietly kill saint

candidates before anyone notices. They're expecting convulsions and a quiet death reported as natural causes. Instead, the baby drinks one bottle, then another, then another. 15 bottles of milk. He's not dying. Bros like me. If Makima feeded me Directly from source, he's not uncomfortable. The baby raises one finger, grins, and demands a stronger one that hits harder because this baby isn't surviving the poison. He's feeding on it. Every drop is being converted into raw mana inside his body. Instead of killing their target, these idiots just gave him a full power charge. And the reason a newborn

can eat lethal poison and ask for seconds is simple. The soul inside that baby is not human. This is Kim Yasok, the immortal skeleton king, the most feared demon king in history, a real [ __ ] who waged a solo war against gods. He started as the lowest thing imaginable, a nameless summon skeleton on a battlefield. No rank, no power. Literally, Bro had no skin in the game. Just bones and a sword and an endless war nobody asked him to fight. Every demon stronger than him tried to kill him, but he evolved from a disposable

foot soldier into an immortal Lich so powerful. The heavens conspired to stop him. Just pure Clash Royale lore. But when the gods who summoned him refused to keep their promise to turn him human again, he didn't beg. He declared war on heaven. They panicked, used a holy relic to seal his soul. His response, he gathered every ounce of destructive energy in his body and detonated himself inside their temple. Middle East classic pure sama. Last words to the gods. Eat [ __ ] you Bastards. The explosion flattened an entire section of the divine realm. The gods

were too shocked and scared when they tried sealing my bro and his soul slipped through and landed in a newborn body. But that desperate, unbreakable will to survive didn't start in the Clash Royale arena before six towers in Zaps. Kim Yuso was just a guy, a regular exhausted human being who spent his entire life grinding like a machine with nothing to show for it like me writing This recap right now. But then one day, two things happened. He won the lottery. And in the same day, a doctor told him he had just some days to

live. A disease so rare they were going to name it after him. It's like your mushroom with neck getting bigger, but never harder. Just pure wasted opportunity. He stood in the rain holding a jackpot ticket that meant nothing. He begged the universe to save him. The universe turned him into a skeleton on a demon battlefield. And all That rage, all that experience, all that power now lives inside a newborn baby. And the one family in the world that trains every single day to kill him, the family, the saintest bloodline. He is their heir, their precious

saint candidate. In a mansion where knights stab skeleton king dummies every morning for practice, surrounded by people who would burn him alive if they knew what he really was. Cuz right now the bishop is bleeding and humiliated. Emperor Alexander is impressed by the boy's platinum hair. Same as the empire's legendary founder. This baby is starting to look like a real saint. That's exactly what the bishop can't allow. He was sent by the Barrett family who monopolized the papacy for generations. They already picked their own saint. Every other candidate needs to vanish. Isaac was supposed to

be the easiest target. So the bishop goes nuclear. He announces he sense demonic energy from The child and demands an exorcist. And he's not entirely wrong. Isaac leaked a tiny stream of undigested mana, a small slip, but the bishop caught it. The emperor shuts it down, refuses to investigate a saint candidate from an allied house. But then Isaac does something nobody expected. His tiny hand reaches out, touches the bishop's chest, and yank it out for everyone to see. A bandage wrapped demonic hand wearing a golden rosary. The bishop's totem, a Sealed highle demon corpse he's

been secretly using to absorb dark energy. A holy man of the empire walking around with a demon artifact strapped to his body. The bishop goes white, cold sweat everywhere. How does a baby know about my totem? Isaac doesn't give him time to think. He snaps his tiny fingers. Pitch black energy erupts from the totem. The sealed demon roars to life. A colossal shadow lich materializes in the middle of the holy temple. Guards scramble. Priests scream. Emperor Alexander turns on the bishop with murder in his eyes. The bishop shrieks that the child threw it. Nobody's listening.

A guard grabs Isaac and runs, but the lich locks onto the baby with terrifying focus and charges straight through the defensive line, not to attack him to rescue him because this lich recognizes its master. Knights get thrown aside. The lich is screaming about saving the imprisoned king. The guard is sprinting through the Temple with a demon missile chasing him. Isaac's mana is almost dry from the totem stunt. One option left. His crimson eyes flash. He channels everything he has into a single burst. A blinding column of pure white light erupts from his tiny body, slamming

into the lich with enough force to disintegrate it on the spot. The shadow creature shrieks and burns away under a wave of what looks exactly like divine radiance. Everyone stares. A newborn Baby just solo killed a dark lich. Whispers ripple through the crowd. He really is a saint, but Isaac is staring at his own hands in horror. That wasn't demonic energy. His body converted his mana into actual holy power. The white core he formed. The anomaly he couldn't explain. He suddenly realized a serious problem. Huh? I'm out of mana. A horrifying hypothesis flashed. Is this

body converting my mana into holy power? While Ysacho panicked, the captured Bishop shrieked. Let me go, you fools. He pointed accusingly at the child. That baby is a heretic. How dare you crawl into the holy nation. The bishop begged the emperor. Your majesty, I will prove it. I will expose him with an exorcism. Emperor Alexander interrupted coldly. Enough, bishop. You dare accuse a saint candidate? His gaze was sharp as a knife. I will not overlook this matter. Even if you come from the Holy Sea. Cornered, the bishop gritted his teeth. If the emperor suspects, they

will soon discover the intruder. Kneeling on the floor, he despared. Even if I die, I must save my family. The bishop's eyes flash with cruelty. That's why. At least I must kill the family's sink candidate. A gigantic golden wolf spirit beast roared into existence, charging straight for the emperor and the infant. Emperor Alexander growled. This bastard finally shows his true colors. Does he really think he can kill me with this? Isaac Scoffed internally. He prepared to counterattack, but a harsh truth dawned on him. Wait, I have no mana left at all. Suddenly, a stream of

icy blue energy tore through the air. The wolf beast roared in pain before being instantly subdued by the mysterious power. An icy voice echoed from the shadows. Who dares lay a hand on a direct descendant of Ashua? Blue robes fluttering. A dignified figure stepped from the mist. The blue faith, the Emperor exclaimed. It's the Ashwa knights. The silver-haired man advanced, his aura overwhelming. It was the Ashawa family's seventh son, Reli Ashua. Without hesitation, he pointed at the attacker. Execute the bishop immediately. A soldier snatched Isaac from the bishop. The baby struggled. Let me go. Don't

touch me with Eshua's filthy hands. Then he froze. Wait, Ashwa. Reli sternly, saying, "Behave yourself." The Ashwa knights knelt in Unison, shouting, "Greetings, young master." Relied to the child, softening slightly. Apologies for being late, Isaac. He smiled. It's nothing much, but we've brought a small gift for you. A night gleefully presented a toy. This is a model of the beheaded skeleton king. Isaac was speechless. Other versions followed. The skeleton king burned alive, then crushed by the saints. So cute. The night cooed, tearing up as he mistook the baby's stunner for joy. He Likes it so

much. He's crying. How am I going to survive this? Isaac screamed internally. Helpless in the adults arms. Isaac sighed. How will I survive this crazy family? Then the name clicked. Wait, Ashua. Memories flooded back. The 45th generation Saints, no Eshua. The 61st Oxa. All his sworn enemies bore that name. Damn it. Did I reincarnate into the Saints family? What kind of karma is this? While Isaac cursed his luck, the cornered bishop yelled, "Heretics, where'd you get that creature?" He pointed at Isaac. I will expose its identity. The Eshua family is insane. It will end the

Yeshua. Realize sword flashed. A cold decisive stroke silenced the bishop forever. Realize sheath his blade looking down at the corpse. Be grateful for Eshua's mercy that I left your head attached. He kills people just for insults. Isaac thought he's got guts. A knight quickly covered Isaac's ears. Young master should only Hear good things. He began humming a gruesome nursery rhyme to soothe the child. Isaac looked at the skeleton toy. Lunatics, but the blue family, they really are strong. Meanwhile, Emperor Alexander approached. It seems I owe the boy a debt. He looked directly at Reli. Tell

your family head that the Imperial Palace wishes to raise this child. Reli was stunned. Your majesty, you just Oh, Isaac thought gleefully. Am I being recruited by the Imperial Palace? The Holy Nation will target the boy, Alexander explained. Can the current blue faith protect him? The Pope will oppose him because of his hair color. The emperor's expression darkened. Furthermore, the skeleton king seems to be hunting him. Isaac was dumbfounded. What? I'm the skeleton king. Why would I hunt myself? An official interrupted. Your Majesty, the child carries Ashua blood. He must be raised by the Eshua

family. Rely took Isaac. Pope or Skeleton king. Ashua can handle it. The emperor smirked. Saint as Melissa would be delighted to meet the skeleton king again. Isaac froze. Melissa. Horror dawned on him. She was the craziest, most formidable enemy I ever faced. The ironic truth was a fatal blow. I'm Melissa's direct descendant. Why is my life like this? Saintises were the god's ultimate weapons created to destroy him. He had never touched them. Killing one only summoned a stronger successor. And Now the worst of them all was his ancestor. Reli smiled, unaware the child in his

arms was the enemy his family was sworn to destroy. Emperor Alexander watched silently as Rei affirmed the Isua family's capabilities. A young knight interjected, recounting the martyed saintes. "I didn't kill anyone," Isaac screamed internally, refuting the baseless rumors. "It's all right," Ri said gently. "I'm not all right at all." Rei lifted the boy high. "We are Grateful you were born. We have only one wish. Don't grow up to be like that terrible skeleton king. A blessing that felt like a stab. The image of his past brutal self haunted him. I'm sorry for being a bad

person. Alexander pressed the negotiation. The boy is a precious asset against the growing demon threat. Besides, Eshua has no saints. He delivered the decisive blow. The boy's mother disappeared a year ago. A lightning bolt struck Isaac. My mother Is a saint. Relied. The matriarch is still alive. Lady Melissa will return soon. Isaac gasped. She's alive. His greatest enemy survived. Fear enveloped him. He knew better than anyone how dangerous Melissa was to survive. The tiny hand made a choice. It grasped the emperor's finger. Isaac used all his acting skills, blinking cutely. Please take me with you.

Alexander melted. See, the boy wants the imperial palace. He's just clinging to people. Reli insisted. Househa creates saintises. Alexander countered. But you're rookies at raising a saint. He's the first saint. You have no experience either. The argument turned into a childish tugofwar. The young master will be torn in half. Subordinates cried. I want to go to the palace. Isaac panicked. I don't want to die. Then he felt it. A warm stream of light radiating from the emperor. The source of life. This is the true path to survival. The emperor smiled. A wise Choice. But a

sudden chill rose in Isaac's heart. Elsewhere. A failed bishop knelt. I am innocent. That thing used mana. It's a demonic product. An icy voice echoed. Are you saying the gods bestowed divine power upon a demon, but it was mana? The holy sea calls such words. The mysterious leader sword flashed. Blood splattered. Blasphemy. The cardinal wiped his blade. No need for a new squad. The emperor will take the child. We strike at the imperial Palace. Back in his crib, Isaac shuddered, sensing the threat. I won't survive the palace. He recalled the negotiation from a few days

prior. Rele had played his trump card against the emperor. The most precious thing we possess is the skeleton king's body. My body? You have it. Reli extended a hand. Isaac pointed decisively at him. Gaga, let's go to Eshua. Rei the iron willed man melted. Isaac in the carriage. Isaac accepted his fate. I gave up the palace, But I need to reclaim my old body, a body strong enough to contend with gods. Why is the holy sea targeting him? A knight asked. Really revealed the secret? A prophecy states the saint will be adopted as a child

of a god. Isaac was dumbfounded. What the hell? If the saint became pope, king of priests, he would rival the emperor. The Barrett household having monopolized the papacy was threatened. Suddenly the carriage stopped. Young master rely, we have a Problem. Guards blocked the city gate. You will not enter the duche. Do you not recognize the emblem? Reli raged. The guard grinned. Darkness surged and demons materialized. Demons? Isaac gasped. I forbade attacking human territory. A demon general roared. Our king ordered the death of all saints under the command of the great skeleton king, Lord Isach. When

did I say that, you bastards? A blue lightning bolt obliterated a demon. You despicable holy Knight, the general roared. Rey's eyes were sharp as knives. How dare you speak such nonsense before Eshua of exorcism. Holy light converged on his blade. Eshua will eradicate all evil. He sneered. A cowardly skeleton king sending subordinates to die. Do not insult Lord Isaac. The horde screamed for the resurrection. An explosion threw a knight back. He clutched Isaac to his chest. Forgive me. He ran into the forest, placing Isaac within a glowing Magic circle. A protective barrier. Isaac touched it.

High level, but nothing enters means nothing leaves. He closed his eyes. Unlock magic. Heed my call, whisper, the observer. A shadowy entity with red eyes materialized. Ah, great lord. Quiet whisper. Long time no see. I thought I'd never see you again. Congratulations on seizing an infant's body. How wicked. Enough. Search for enemies. 88 demons, Whisper reported, but the count is dropping. 51 31. Reli And his knights were sweeping them. Suddenly, a wave of purple energy annihilated the remaining demons. No enemies left, Whisper reported. Detected a shadow lich. A colossal shadow appeared. Roaring. You who dare

touch my king, pay with your lives. What is wrong with this guy? Isaac panicked. My king, my only master, imprisoned in an inferior child. The lich's loyalty was twisted. Don't look at him with your filthy eyes. Damn it. It recognized me. Reeli ordered, "Prepare for battle." Isaac babbled, trying to order the lich to stand down. "Gaga, don't touch my food." The knight misunderstood, sensing the baby's mana. "Please be patient, young master. We'll deal with this." The lich, ecstatic at being acknowledged, roared. "I will come to your side, my master." It darted past the knights. Rely

froze, realizing its target. That worm is heading towards Isaac. The lick screamed at the knights. Filthy holy Knights, how dare you imprison my master? Kim, you sack gloated. He had its attention. I can't let my mana reserve be destroyed. He babbled a command. Break it. The lich obeyed immediately. Yes, master. It swung its shadow side. With a roar, the magical barrier shattered. The knight screamed in despair as their young master's shield fell. Free. Kimac patted his subordinate, babbling a compliment. Well done. Now stop causing trouble and rest. The lich froze utterly confused. Am master. Yach

unleashed his power, forcing the lich to shrink. It let out a desperate scream. Why? before vanishing. Really? Eshua stared dumbfounded. Did the boy just turn a demon into a totem? He looked at the infant sitting next to the petrified demonic hand. A knight cheered. He neutralized a demon instantly. Isn't the boy amazing? The entire Azure Knight squad erupted in cheers. Yizk thought, "I didn't use holy Magic. That was just magic." Really remains skeptical, but the knight commander picked up the child. In times of crisis, the true nature reveals itself. The demon sense a threat from

the young master. He is definitely a saint. Reli had to admit whether he's a saint or not, he is special. He gritted his teeth. But why does it have to be a boy? Thinking of the skeleton king's curse, Reli clenched his fist. I've made my decision, the commander saluted. As Commander of the Azer Knights, I swear to protect young master Isaac, the future of the Eshua family. I understand now, Reli said softly. I've been foolish, fearing the curse. This child will elevate our family. He lifted you sack with a radiant smile. Let's go home, Isaac.

As your uncle, I will raise you to be a great holy knight. Just give me back my body, Yak thought. And once we're home, Reli added excitedly. The first thing I'll teach you is how to Curse the skeleton king. Yak went rigid. FK this family. The carriage entered the Eshua Dukul manor. Exquisite statues and manicured gardens showcased immense wealth. Even Yizak, a former king, marveled. Wow. Anger flared as he recalled his own impoverished past, starving to feed his subordinates. Whisper appeared, augling the luxury. Yizak grumbled at it to shut up. Relied the boy into the

mansion, the birthplace of continental exorcism magic. He Pointed to the training ground. Look. Knights were frantically attacking a skeleton king dummy, screaming hatred and piercing it with spears. Rely smiled contentedly. Yisak was horrified. It's a fanatical cult. Whisper teased him. Yizak coldly ordered it to scout. The shadow entity vanished only to return stunned. The mansion was decorated with thousands of manaores. The carriage stopped. The butler stepped forward blocking the way. Young Master Isaac is To be taken to the annex. Master Gaul's orders. He is forbidden from the main building. Reli hugged the child tighter. You

want to send him to that haunted ruin? The manacores are in that annex, Whisper noted. No, I need to go there. Isaac screamed internally. Get out of the way, Rei growled. I won't let my nephew stay there. Are you trying to exercise me? Isaac wondered as Ri promised to read him stories about the saints slaying the skeleton king. You Picked up a filthy bug and now it's causing a commotion. Go. Eshua the fifth son looked down from the balcony with a sneer. Long time no see. Defying your elder brother already. What a bastard. Isaac thought.

Put that thing down. Gaul ordered. Send it to the annex. Are you serious? Real life flared. He is direct lineage. Sending him there is exile. Ha. You brought back a bone filthier than the skeleton king and you talk of lineage. Go squeezed Isaac's cheek. Is This guy a priest or a thug? Isaac wondered. Reali pulled Isaac back. You just want to eliminate him from the succession race. eliminated. Isaac gritted his teeth. That's a problem. I need to drain this mansion dry. He's already cursed. Gaul chuckled. Demons appear just to take him. That's because he possesses

the divine power of a saint. A knight retorted. Oh, touching. Gaul scoffed. If he's a saint, let him prove it. He pointed to a withered gray Tree in the distance. Save the family symbol. That divine tree died from demonic infection. If he has aptitude, he can revive it. Are you insane? Reli shouted. That tree has been dead for 70 years. Good heavens, Melissa. Go thought. Your descendants are ruined. Isach flinched. Hearing the thought, he sensed the demonic residue at the treere's roots. Can't you see it? He screamed mentally at whisper. Go grab it. He launched

whisper at the tree. Reli was still arguing, asking a child to he stopped. The withered branches were turning green. Brilliant light erupted as the divine tree roared back to life. It revived. Reli gasped. Gaul was speechless. That's impossible. Even high tier purification failed. Nothing major, Yusak told himself, smirking. I just had the demonic residue drained. Whisper burped in satisfaction. Young master Ri, what did you do? A knight asked. I didn't do anything. Reli looked At the baby in his arms. Sigh. That was perfectly good mana. Such a waste. Esac lamented. Amazing. Young master Isaac did

it. The knights cheered. Go recovered his composure. Don't be ridiculous. Reali, you did something, didn't you? You're using the saintis' power to prop up that trash. What? Really's rage peaked. This family is collapsing. Isach analyzed. Go looks nothing like Melissa, but Rei is a male version of her. Half brothers. Wait, Gaul resembles the Pope. Do you think I don't know you brought him here to be a sinist candidate? Gaul pressed. He's just a half breed brought in by a deserter. He whispered in Reli's ear. Are you even sure he's of our blood? Reli snapped. He

landed a devastating punch on his brother's face. Yseick watched with amusement. Good. A divided house is easier to devour. Inside the meeting hall, the atmosphere was toxic. "This is annoying," Yisak thought Sitting on the table. "Hannah," the interim leader, glared at Rai. "Why did you bring him?" Go, nursing his jaw, defended his mother. "He has no right." "Where's the family head?" Reli interrupted coldly. "Out!" Hannah replied. Suddenly, an elderly butler burst in. "Young Master Isaac has revived the divine tree." "Coincidence!" Gaul shouted. "The family's prayers finally worked." Hannah smirked. "There is no proof. You want

proof?" Yizak Reached out his small hand. Boom. A whirlwind of pure power swept through the room, forcing the elders back. This energy, an elder gasped. It's the divine tre's energy, you bastards. Yach roared internally, disguising the demonic power as holy light. It seems Isaac exercised the tree instinctively, Reli declared. He accomplished what this family couldn't in 70 years. Nonsense. Gaul slammed the table. If this gets out, we'll be a laughingstock. He's the son Of a beggar. Yes picked his ear. Bored. Reli placed a hand on his chest. Elders, this child will become a saint. He

might even become the pope. He lifted Yizak high and one day he will kill the skeleton king. Yizak froze. I take back what I said. Put me down. Hannah's eyes glinted. You're digging your own grave, Rei. If you are so sure, let us test the boy. I request access to the holy artifact vault. In the black forest, Elihua sheathed his sword. Family head. A knight reported. The vice family head requests the vault. She wants to test if the boy is a true saint. Why is there a saint in my house? Eli scowlled. Refused. That place

kills anyone but a candidate. Let them. A powerful voice echoed. Matriarch Melissa Eshawa appeared. It's Isaac, isn't it? To save the divine tree. A promising sprout. Madam, open the vault for all the candidates. Melissa smiled dangerously. With the greatest holy artifact, we can Finally destroy the skeleton king. Whoever brings it back gets everything. I will personally teach them the secret techniques. The Eshwa vault, a repository of ancient power and a graveyard for failed candidates. Will you be able to return safely? Whisper teased. They said, "My old body is in there." Yack thought, excitement bubbling. "I'm

getting it back." "The matriarch has opened the vault for everyone." A young knight told Yseek. "But I'm sure you will win," Young master. "The more the marrier," Yach smirked. "Chaos is the perfect cover." Rely appeared, looking grave. "Be careful, Isaac. Demons captured in war guard the vault. captured demons. Rank six at best, Yisa calculated. A little intimidation will do. There is a rank eight demon, Reley said. And a rank nine dragon. Yak stared. The Ashua family is insane. Who locks a dragon in a nursery? Whisper tried to comfort him. With your Knowledge of dragons, then

abruptly stopped. Kimac trembled. Damn it. Dragons are dangerous in a completely different way. He recalled once deceiving 70 ferocious dragons. Now he was terrified his soul would be recognized. The whisper saw an opportunity. Yak had to act. He calculated. The vault has rank eight demons and a rank nine dragon. I can only handle rank six. A bold plan formed. Sneak into the annex vault and Steal the manaores. The solemn door to the repository stood right before him. Yak and Whisper infiltrated, grabbing an ancient book. Master, are you all right? Whisper asked. Yak froze, staring at

the title, Holy Arts. 10 ways to disintegrate the skeleton king. He looked like he was about to be exercised. Damn it. You should have taught me holy power first. He screamed internally. He considered mind control, but whisper shut it down. Do you want to Destroy the family? He sack sighed. I can't grasp this with mere theory. Suddenly, a warm hand lifted him. You look tired. Reihua held the child. As Reli carried him away, a knight picked up the discarded book. Rei placed a hand on Yizak's forehead. A simple gesture, but a surge of holy power

poured out. "Oh, a holy art." From his crib, Isach cheered. Amazing. Use a few more attack moves, uncle, he calculated quickly. He couldn't let them stay. The target was Still the vault. He flopped face down, figning sleep. What a wonderful child, Reli praised, completely fooled. As they turned to leave, whispers scoffed at their naivity. But then Reli ordered, "This totem is dangerous. You keep it," Yach froze. He watched in despair as the knight took his masterpiece away. His mana source was gone. He quickly composed himself. He just shift targets to the manacores. He began his

escape from the crib, ignoring whispers, Grumbling about his snail's pace. I have a plan. Just open the door, Yzix ordered. The door slammed shut. Yizuk tumbled from the railing, sprawling onto the floor. His uncle had locked it with holy magic. He wanted to break it, but Whisper warned it would attract attention. Helpless Yizuk punched the door, maddened. Magic was too risky. That left proof force, he pushed with all his might to no avail. How do I get out of here? Suddenly, the door opened. Yak lost his balance and fell forward. An unfamiliar boy with a

bandaged hand looked down disdainfully. Just a child who can't even walk yet. Is this my rival? Yak thought. Whisper growled. How dare he insult my master. Shuri clenched his bandaged hand. There's no way that kid created a totem even a genius like me couldn't make. He recalled Go Esua testing Yeack with a holy light orb. Shi flared with holy power. I will become the saint. You dare steal my position? He yelled as Yizak clung to his leg. A milk bottle tumbled loose. Shi tripped over it, falling flat on his face. Yach laughed. I found my

ride. Do you know who I am? Shuri yelled. Yach realized the resemblance. He's the uncle's son and you were gathering holy power to attack a baby. You bastard. Yach raised the milk bottle. You deserve a beating. He threw it straight at Shi. Nice throw, master. Whisper cheered. You arrogant brat, become my ride, Isach ordered. Humiliated and clutching his head, Shuri erupted with power. You little brat, he erected a holy light shield to block the incoming bottle. Isach watched with amusement as Shur's smug voice echoed in his head. surprised. I'm the only one my age who

can use level three defensive holy magic. Shuri smiled sinisterly. Don't be surprised yet. Holy light. A giant magic circle flared beneath his feet. Take this. Shuri unleashed two blinding beams. Yusak assessed the Attack nonchalantly. This looks tasty. Thanks for the meal. The light slammed into a wall of energy and vanished. Shi froze, watching his strongest attack absorbed effortlessly. What kind of massive defensive magic is that? He screamed. You sack grinned. Thanks for the show. No way. Shi cried overwhelmed as the energy dissipated. Whisper rose from Isach's shadow. Kill him? The servant asked. Kill what? Isach

thought. Realizing he was unharmed. Shi blinked. Huh? Embarrassment flared and he snapped. If you can't hit me, don't scare me like that. He tried to swagger, but a menacing voice froze him in place. You dare? Shri's eyes widened. Cold sweat breaking out. A colossal shadow entity materialized, roaring, attack my king. It grabbed Sh's leg as he tried to flee. Do you want to die? Shi collapsed, stammering in terror. Isach patted the monster's hand gently, then climbed onto Shri's shoulder. What are you doing? Isach smiled. Carry me, you bastard. My name is Shihua. The boy thought,

his internal voice resolute despite the tears. He was destined to be a saint. He had vowed to escape this corrupt family and become the pope. But that grand plan halted the moment a demonic baby turned him into an unwilling mount. to the annex. Yak yelled. Keep moving or I'll tear you apart, human. The shadow threatened. Trapped. Shuri obeyed, sobbing. Just survive first. Someone Save me. Under the moonlight, Shuri carried Yizak across the garden, following the baby's erratic commands. Left, I said. Left, Yusak shrieked, pointing imperiously. Do you want to die? Go the right way. Shuri

sweated profusely until his feet suddenly rooted to the spot. He looked up pale. Wait, this is the second annex? The haunted house? Why here? Shuri panicked, recalling the master's warnings. Yizak flashed a sly smile. Oh my, must be a Few thousand spirits here. The old building rire of dense magic accumulated from decades of resentment. Let's go, Yach urged. No, we can't go in there. The shadow reappeared. Shut up and go, dog. Inside, the abandoned annex was dark and chilling. Shri's heavy footsteps and sniffles echoed through the corridor. Messier than I thought. Isach mused, crimson eyes

scanning the gloom for dark energy. He spotted a large sealed door. Whisper materialized. Master, the entire building is sealed. Hey, let's go back. Shi panted, terrified. Ysek yanked his hair in response. What now? Shuri yelled. He stopped before a row of old portraits. Former family heads. Yak scoffed. You aiming for family head, too? Don't even dream about it. That position is mine. Smash. Yak slammed his milk bottle directly into a portrait, shattering the magical barrier. Ancestral paintings. Shuri wailed as the blast threw him Backward. Then don't put a barrier on the paintings. Yak thought. The

barrier is broken. Master whisper confirmed. I did it. Yak cheered without giving Shi time to recover. He urged him toward the open passage. You psycho. Don't just break things and run. Shi screamed. Shi yelled as the child was dragged toward the darkness. Kimach only babbled excitedly, rushing into the secret passage. Finding a room bursting with magical energy, he cheered. Whisper. Close the door. Yizak ordered. determined to claim the space. Shuri rushed forward. Hey, wait. What are you doing? Yak smirked. A kid like you doesn't need to know. The door slammed shut. Inside, the boy sat

calmly. It's time to begin. Blue energy swirled around him. Outside, Shi pounded on the door. Come out or I'm telling. I'll tell the adults to kick you out, Shi. A cold voice made the boy freeze. A white-haired man appeared, lifting Shuri Into the air. Why are you here? Shi opened his mouth, but an old woman roared. We forbade entry to the annex. Huh?" Shi asked blankly. Witnesses had seen Shi carrying Isaac here. He stammered a defense, admitting he used holy magic to carry the baby, which only confirmed their suspicions. The white-haired man sighed, "Shi, you've

gone too far." He gripped the boy's shoulder. "Where did you lock Isaac up." "Shi" screamed in denial. He was about To explain that Isaac locked himself in when violent noises erupted from behind the door. The man rushed over. "Isaac, are you in there?" He pressed his ear to the wood. Inside the darkness, the play began. Yak's mournful sobs echoed pitifully. The door opened and the elderly lady rushed in. "Oh dear, look how scared he is." The man picked up the sobbing child. He's in shock but seems unharmed. He looked at the baby, relieved yet thoughtful,

then turned to Shuri. "You should be ashamed, but it wasn't me. I swear." As he was carried away, Yak mouthed a sarcastic thank you at the stunned boy. His innocent expression vanished, replaced by a sinister smile. "Thanks for the meal." Shuri clutched his head in agony while the adults wondered why his blood pressure was spiking. Safe in their arms. Yizak assessed his spoils. I've acquired a century's worth of mana in one go. Energy glowed in his small hand. With this, I can use that plan. The man mistook the boy's sinister look for shock. Sunlight bathed

the magnificent mansion. Yak sat calmly beside a book until Realized voice rang out. Isaac, I have someone to introduce. Really? Eshua entered with a uniformed woman. This is Ashley. She will take care of you. Asha's holy night. Ashley Larch. She knelt before the infant. I shall serve you until my last breath. Young Master Isaac. Yach narrowed his eyes. Did they Send someone to monitor me? He babbled to get her attention. Hey, you. Then he threw a tantrum, shouting, "I don't need you. Get lost." A terrifying dark aura erupted from the child, freezing both adults. As

Ashley panicked, Yach glared at Riy. "Why does this family have so many crazy people?" Rely just smiled. "And Isaac, this is my gift." He opened a box to reveal a simple ring. Yach scoffed internally. Had the Eshawa family fallen so low giving cheap Jewelry. Oh my. Ashley gasped. Is this the Holy Maiden's treasure? Reli patted the child's head, confirming it was a gift from the elders. Yach's eyes flashed red. Oh, so it's the real deal. Memories flooded back. It was the elders ring the holy maidens had used against him. In his small hand, the ancient

power hummed. The holy artifact began to glow warm. Kimach smirked to himself. Currently, it only has a charge or two left, but I can fix that. He sensed a Presence. Golshawa stood in the distance, arms crossed, teeth gritted, eyes burning with hatred. Yizak glanced over. That thuggish look proves it's real. Rely turned cheerfully. Ah, my nephew Isaac. Gaul immediately changed his demeanor, flashing a dazzling yet terrifying smile. You're adorable as always. He leaned down to whisper in the child's ear. Yach flinched, screaming silently at Gaul's madness. Gaul was seething. He had secretly sabotaged the Blessing

device only to watch the treasure fall into Isaac's hands again. He remembered begging the matriarch. Please let my son have it too only to be coldly dismissed. Shuri already received the blessing. Don't be greedy. Resentful that his plan was ruined by a child. Goel approached for lie. He sneered at relie's gift calling it trash. Then turned to Ysach with a cunning smile. My dear Isaac, how can you accept such a useless item? Go open a box to reveal a Magnificent ring. This has received countless blessings from the holy sea. Reli froze, realizing Goel was undermining

him. Yizak reached out. Goel grinned triumphantly until a small hand slapped him square across the face. "Get lost!" Yizuk thought, disgusted by the object wreaking of the pope, Yizuk snatched the box and hurled the expensive gift away. It arked high and sank into the fountain while Ghoul screamed. Reli was stunned that a Priceless treasure had been discarded, but Yizak stood tall, full of self-satisfaction. The boy happily held up the simple ring Ri had given him. Overwhelmed, Reli burst into tears of joy, cheering for the nephew who had chosen him. While Reli celebrated, Goel's subordinates frantically

fumbled in the cold water. Yisak gloated inwardly he had used magic to make the ring unnaturally heavy. He whispered to a shadow guard. Retrieve it tonight. He Planned to sell the filthy thing for a profit. Later, and his office goal raged. He collapsed onto his desk, screaming about the lost asset, then forced to sneer. Fine, he can't use the elers's ring properly anyway. A knight had reported the item required the divine power of 20 people to activate. Goel calculated sinisterly. Let's see. Probably only 10 people will come to his first birthday. The next day, the

Ashua mansion was chaos. Carriages and crowds Flooded in. Ashley Larch reported, "It's incredible, young master. 148 saint candidates and 4,000 nobles." She listed dukes and even the emperor, but Yach looked annoyed. Are the gods so lazy they're scattering saints everywhere? Really was equally astonished. I thought everyone would consider this a trap and stay away. No way they think that, my friend. Count Simon Regis, head of a merchant guild, appeared with a laugh. Every family in the empire is buzzing. They heard the weaklings of the Eshawa family were attending, so they knew it couldn't be a

trap. Simon continued, "Besides, the lady of the Eshua family offered a prize. How could they not come?" Yisak looked up curiously, wondering about the prize. Rei suspected that even the Simon sneered at the arrogant Barrett family. Riy tried to hush him, but Simon boisterously announced his son was also a saint candidate. Watch your mouth, Riy Whispered, gripping the doornob. Simon kept prattling behind him. It seems ancient proverbs are never wrong. The voice stopped them. Cardinal Barrett, Riley gasped. The cardinal smiled sinisterly. The weakling Eshua is holding a birthday to salvage dignity, he thought. I wanted

to see their candidate. His gaze landed on the child in Ashley's arms. What a godsend. He placed a hand over his heart, figning sincerity. I pray the same candidate Will bring glory to the family. A bad premonition struck Riley. A trap. He realized the candidate count had surged to 148 last week. The Holy Sea let the rabble in. If they cause chaos in the treasure vault, they'll tear apart the weak. Horror dawned on him. Isaac is in danger. Ashawa sons were known for beauty and uselessness, making them prime targets for those currying favor with the

church. A shadow order had been given. Play with the Eshua brat. Mix Holy poison into his water. Make him a laughingstock. But Kim Yusak gulped down the poison water, looking satisfied. Wow, this stuff is amazing. The other candidate stared. How many bottles is that? Kim Yak inwardly rejoiced. Bring more. This little bit won't kill me. He hurled the empty bottle at Shurua. Panic set in among the conspirators. He should have diarrhea. Wrong bottle. Shuri covered his face in shame. Why does he keep drinking it? Desperate to save Face. He kicked the bottle from Kim Yak's

hand. Stop drinking. Are you possessed? Kim Yusak offered a clean bottle. Shi slapped it away. Unaware the boy was thinking. No poison in that one. The child clung to Shur's leg, wailing for the toxic water. "Mine was holy poison." A blonde boy confessed frantically. "Give it to me," Kim Ysuk roared. His eyes flashed as he floated into the air, dark energy surging. Has he reached the realm of Self-deification? The children whispered in astonishment. "Sure was bewildered. Suddenly, a white-haired youth appeared." "Kina Barrett, why is he here?" Shi exclaimed while Kim Yucia calmly down the fresh

poison, thinking, "Damn, so he's going to win?" The room buzzed. Why was the pontiff's house here? Despite Ken's hair color, everyone recall the messy brown hair of previous pontiffs. Kina sneered. It's not strange. The Saints's treasure vault is The property of the pontiff's house. So, I'm here to take what's rightfully mine. Kina turned and walked away, leaving the crowd stunned. Kim merely smiled. Indeed, he is from the pontiff's house. Suddenly, brilliant golden holy power erupted from Kina. A strength surpassing even bishops. I guess that's why you sink candidate zero, Kim muttered, disgusted by the showmanship.

Kina spun back, scolding the crowd. You people are truly substandard. What do you gain by Terrorizing a small child? He stepped forward, reasoning that no child could possibly control toxin immunity. Kneeling before Kim, Kina thought. They must be genetically stupid throughout the whole family. He forced a kind smile, summoning his power. Poor child. It's all right. I will heal you. While the other candidates whispered about Ken's strength, Kim observed indifferently. Oh, look at this. Kina smuggly enveloped the boy in light. He's Clever. But suddenly, Kim blew a single puff of air directly into Ken's face.

The golden holy power vanished instantly. It's gone. Kina stared in shock at the grinning child. The boy had broken his holy power. A terrifying thought flashed through Ken's mind. Could he be stronger than me? Shiri rushed to Kim's side. Kina roared in anger, offended that an Eshua dared shield his target. Kim remained defiant, clutching a bottle, eyes full of Challenge. How dare you look at me like that? Kina grabbed Shur's collar, lifting him off the ground to everyone's astonishment. "You think you can protect him?" Kina scoffed. "If it weren't for me, you would have been

hit in the head with that bottle." He let go, figning benevolence. "It's all right," he was just startled. "He is, after all, just a child." Kina turned his back, waving sarcastically. "Well, good luck, you Ashawa kids. Anyway, the greatest Treasure is mine. The Ashawa family will never get their hands on the skeleton king's remains. Shuri frowned at the unpleasant retreating figure, then grabbed Kim, yelling desperately, "Why are you doing this?" The Elder said, "Whoever brings back the skeleton king's body will receive a special ultimate skill." The words twisted like a knife in Kim's mind. Shuri

collapsed, muttering a girl's name, while Kim nashed his teeth in rage. "What are you People doing with my body?" Later, while the other candidates whispered about the recent chaos, Kim sat alone, calculating. I spent hundreds of years cultivating mana. Reclaiming rank 10 is a trivial matter. He frowned. But how can I sneak out when all these kids are watching? His crimson eyes flash with resolve. Forget it. I'll take down anyone who gets in my way. Everyone gather around. An elder announced. We will depart soon, so listen carefully to The history. Lecture again. How boring. Kim

quietly crawled away. Huh? Hey, you. Shi yelled. Where do you think you're going? A loud boom rang out, startling Shi. He pointed, panicking. Elder. Isaac. He Kim had shot off like lightning, exhilarated. Time to try out the new holy art. Not there, Isaac. The elder screamed in horror. That area is forbidden. If you go that way, the traps will activate. Kim didn't stop. Stop that bastard. The elder roared, chasing In vain as the children scattered in chaos. Meanwhile, in the ballroom of the Eshwa mansion, a woman worried aloud. I hope young master is all right.

Beside her, the silver-haired man maintained a cold expression. A magic orb flared to life. We have connected to the treasure vault, the narrator announced. I will provide commentary through the summoned beast following the third place child. The silver-haired man perked up. The door to the first room has opened. Currently in third place is Aean Eegis. That's my son. A father cheered. In second place is Sherea. Shri's father blinked, then shouted, I'm proud of you, son. The commentator looked closer at the projection. The announcer stared at the results in confusion. and in first place. "Ha, it's

Isaac," he said. The silver-haired man and the woman beside him froze. "Isaacua," the voice echoed. The boy rushed forward like a whirlwind, triumphant. "Please, Isaac, you can't go There," the elder screamed. "Too late!" the boy's foot triggered a trap, "Elder!" Shuri Ashua shouted as energy struck the old man. Chaos erupted. Children's screams filling the air. Shi roared at the instigator. "You lunatic, why did you go in there? You're messing everything up. Passing the trial was hard enough without dodging anti-intrusion traps, too. Ignoring him, Kim Yesak thought, "This must be the entrance to chapter 2." He

triggered Another layer of traps. "Well done, master," the shadow entity whispered. "Thanks to the manacore you absorbed. I've leveled up." "Good. Now I can exploit you even more." Yes thought. "Now go catch him." The shadow rushed off. In the crowd, a boy muttered, "I didn't expect it to be this hard, so this is why the saints are so strong." His friend looked bewildered. Suddenly, Shi was lifted into the air. "Isn't that the Isua kid?" Someone asked. "Yeah, Name Shu or something." "How can he fly? Must be cheating." Shi cursed silently. "That's not it, you idiots."

Gripped by the shadow, he screamed, "I'm flying against my will. Put me down." Master, I've caught the informant. The entity threw Shuri face first in front of Kim. Yes. Groaning, Shi warned, "Stop it, you mad man." The second room. You could die if you're not careful. Too noisy. Yes cut him off. He looked down at Shi. I don't need rambling. Just explain the Second room. Shi gasped when entering the second room. Absolutely do not attack. What kind of nonsense is that? It's the only way to pass. Just wait 3 minutes until they disappear. Someone already

died in there. A test of patience. How cliche. Yes thought. He crawled away, replying in a childish voice. All right. All right. Sounds easy as pie. Just don't attack, right? Waiting 3 minutes is nothing. He muttered confidently. His small hand Touched the gate. Welcome to the chamber of silence. Inside, glowing words appeared. Patience is a virtue. Maintain your silence. Yes, exat listening to the proclamation. Patience will lead you to the light. While others rushed forward, Kina Barrett and his group hung back. Will we be okay? A boy asked nervously. We're at the very back. Kina

smirked. No need to face danger first. Let the sacrificial lambs go ahead. Those who rush ahead will get stuck at the Entrance anyway. Another added. Kina pointed. Look. A dazzling light erupted, startling a blue black-haired boy. "The trial has begun," Kina said. Yellow light exploded, signaling the first trap. "Do not let yourself be swayed." The voice echoed. Kim Yesach and another candidate exchanged fearful looks. A blonde entity appeared, spreading his arms. "Patience will lead you to the light. You bastard." A candidate roared, charging the entity. He destroyed it Instantly, but his body turned to dust

amidst horrified screams. Another boy collapsed, cursing. "Damn it!" Giant bloody tentacles burst from the ground. "You fool!" someone screamed. Yes grimaced. "How can I hold back when they show off the god's ugly faces?" "You have failed," the system voice echoed coldly. "Those who cannot be patient." Yesak clenched his fist, deciding to break the rules. "We'll face the wrath of divine punishment." The golem Supervisor roared. "We're screwed." A boy trembled. "We're dead." As Kim Yes gathered magic power, violent red energy surged. Lightning erupted around him, striking the giant gatekeeper. The brown-haired boy gasped. What was that?

The bolt pierced the stone golem's core. Kim Yok frowned. Why him again? To the crowd's astonishment, the supervisor collapsed into rubble. Yo scoffed. Rank 8. Are you kidding me? He was certain. This golem was made by his subordinates, The 14 demon generals. Is it operating under the Eshwa family, or is it here because of me? Yau crawled away, ignoring the boy calling, "Hey, where are you going?" Didn't expect those Eshwa brats to be so useful. Foliage parted. A group appeared led by Nigel Sephett. See, I told you an Eshwa brat would know the way. Nigel

sneered. Thanks for handling the gatekeeper. Now beat it. We're taking the second room. Yuck assessed them coldly. Still so many Survivors. Nigel pointed at Yio's companion. Didn't know the Eshwa family was so cowardly. Me with him? The boy stammered. Nigel ignored him, turning to his group. You saw this kid dodge the traps, right? He spotted the ring on Yok's neck. A relic. He snatched it. This must be the key. We'll avoid every trap with this. Yizuk's companion thought dead wrong. He watched Yizuk's unnatural calm with suspicion. He never let people steal from him without a

Fight. We don't need you anymore, Eshwa. Back off, Nigel ordered. He smiled sinisterly. The skeleton king's corpse belongs to the Sephit family. I will claim it. He charged. One step later, blinding light erupted from the ground. A sea of fire engulfed the vanguard. Screams tore the air. The brown-haired boy froze. Isaac, that brat, through the flames. Esuk smiled. He lured them. The fire died into ash and smoke. Yizuk hoisted his companion onto his shoulder And stepped over the bodies to enter the second room. He looked back at the charred remains. Thanks for the sacrifice, kid.

Yizuk frowned. Another group was trailing him. Why are they still following me? He definitely has divine power. A purpleeyed boy whispered. He's from the Saints's house. Yeak scowlled. I don't need their reverence. From his shoulder, Shri Eshwa thought, "Run, guys. The monster on my head is scarier than any demon." Shuri Tried flattery. If there's a saint here, it's you. A blonde boy stepped forward. Pleased to meet the youngest Eshwa master. I am Paris Julius, second prince of the Julius Kingdom. Yuk's interest peaked. Useful. Hey, Isaac Shere asked. We've arrived. Ei announced. A massive gate loomed.

An orb of light pulsed and a winged figure emerged. Welcome candidates. The third room is the chamber of contemplation. Show your courage and determination. The followers Cheered. We should have followed him, not Nigel. The corpse is ours. The supervisor clarified. The test is simple. Defeat us and claim your glory. Yuck narrowed his eyes. That gatekeeper. Could it be? He smirked. I was right. This is going to be fun. Huh? Yuk yelled, making the others jump. Shuri froze, then realized the truth. Isaac is right. The gatekeepers are lying. The first room was the chamber of selection

where Ysuk charged ahead. The second was The chamber of silence where he showed no restraint. Now the chamber of contemplation. Yak had deduced that the hint lay in the past. Shihua warned. We must not attack them. But Kim Yak pointed at the statues ordering in advance. Shuri reassured himself. Perhaps the saintest bloodline in Kim was awakening. Perhaps I misjudged him. Shi thought, missing the wicked smile and the energy orb in Kim's hand. Kim hurled the orb at a gatekeeper. Shuri Froze. Enveloped in evil energy, the gatekeeper roared. You have failed. It tightened its grip on

its staff and unleashed a massive red slash. Screams rang out as the explosion caught several children. Kim calmly sat on another boy's back, ignoring please for help. Shere pald, realization hitting him. Hey, you crazy bastard, he yelled. Kim just smiled, closing his eyes. What a familiar sight. The gatekeepers revealed their true forms, demonic puppets, and Mocked the students. Teach these brats a lesson. Kim laughed maniacally while his human mount cursed in despair. An explosion engulfed the area in fire. Two survivors searched frantically. Where are the Eshwas? Kim was gleefully perched on Sher's head. Both hidden

by a sixth level invisibility spell. Second Prince Paris Julius recognized them. Thanks for making me invisible too. Kim thought he used the blessing at the right time but simply replied. Whatever. Grateful. The prince offered a silver ring. Take this. Paris wondered. Is it because I'm not used to fighting demons? Kim watched with calculating eyes. Believing he received a holy artifact, Paris said. Thank you. I won't forget this. The ring glowed gold then brutally drained his divine power. Paris screamed in agony. Kim laughed, delighted to have found the best prey. His subordinate flattered, "Of course, master."

Sherry looked up at the monster on his back in Horror. "Uncle, where did you find that?" Elsewhere, a candidate shouted, "Who can use defensive holy magic? A young man stepped up, conjuring a light sphere. Get behind me." The supervisor, now a demon with a giant scythe, roared, "Accept your punishment. Attack!" another ordered. The young man unleashed a stream of holy light. Take this. The attack was neutralized, throwing him back and shocking his team. As he lay motionless, his friend cried, "Hey, What's going on?" Above, the ring floated with an eerie red glow. The supervisor sent

a candidate flying. Suddenly, the skeletal puppet paused, tilting its head. "Hm, where did all the trick kids go?" The shadow subordinate reported, "We've absorbed the holy power here. Moving to the other side." Kim watched the chaos. Don't feel bad, weaklings. That doll stops when you fall. Better I take the power than you hurt yourselves, master. Almost done. The shadow paused as a golden sphere materialized. What is that? A dazzling pillar of light erupted, blasting the shadow creatures away. Through the smoke, a figure appeared. Found it. Kim whispered. A white-haired goldeneyed boy wreathed in holy fire

declared. Isaac Kina Barrett stepped forward. I wondered where you went. Nigel Cifit stared sweating. I knew he was a genius, but this giant wings of holy light unfurled from Isaac's back to summon a holy Spirit. At this age, it's absurd. Nigel screamed. Ken Barrett faced Kim Yisak, who had returned to his original form. Surprising that someone could defeat a demon, Kina sneered. Or did you lure the children into a trap again, just like the first room? Kim Yisak smiled cunningly. The children cried out, "No, that baby did everything for us." A candidate insisted. He even

showed us the way. Are these fools suffering from Stockholm syndrome? Kimmy Sack thought. Kina scoffed. Saved. Aren't you ashamed to call yourselves saint candidates? What right do you have? A blackhaired boy snapped. You just hid in the back. Isaac deserves to be a saint more than you. The group rallied around Kim Yach. That's right. Shihua realized the truth in desperation. No, everyone. This demonic child is draining you. But nearby, other survivors whispered, "If not for them, we'd be in big trouble." Suddenly, they looked up in terror. A Massive fireball descended, shaking the ground violently. The

survivors gathered before a large gate. That's the entrance to the third room, isn't it? The fireball boomed. Congratulations on completing the second room. I am the final guardian of the treasure vault. Choose. You will take the treasure here and end the trial. A boy opened his mouth, but the guardian cut him off. Or face the challenge to enter the third room. Answer carefully. Kina Barrett Remained calm. If you overcome the challenge, the guardian continued, you will find the treasure of the third room. However, if you fail, you will die. The candidates froze in horror. Only

Kim Yisak remained unmoved. Master, the mana from this voice, his shadow spirit whispered. Yes, it's a dragon, Yak noted sharply. The threat is real. I will still go, a candidate shouted. If I get the treasure, I can become a saint. Me, too, the others echoed. I'll go to The third room, then face the trial. An invisible force pushed them forward as blinding light enveloped the group. When the light faded, a boy grimaced, dizzy. Kimach chuckled. The final trial is simple, the guardian announced. A colossal stone statue appeared. Worship the Lord. Another statue? A candidate cried.

It's the cardinal. Only those who show reverence may enter. The voice in toned. The candidates whispered. Just kneel and pray. Too simple. But Kim Yak Gritted his teeth. What kind of nonsense is this? Memories of his archeneemy flooded back. You want me to kneel before this bastard? It's just prayer. Another boy said. He knelt and clasped his hands. Your servant worships you, my lord. You have learned well, the statue replied. You may pass. The boy jumped up, stirring hopeful murmurss. Isaac. Shuri froze, feeling a chilling killing intent from the boy on his shoulder. Guys, you

need to pray. Kim Yusak kicked Shuri in the stomach. As Shuri stumbled, Yach clung to his leg, dragging himself forward defiantly. Meanwhile, Kina Barrett approached the statue. Watch closely. He knelt with perfect posture, radiating holy light. This is the proper way to worship. The others cheered. Me, too. A boy clasped his hands, trembling. You are worthy of all glory. Suddenly, an invisible pressure crushed him down. No, let me do it. Others cried, frantically, clasping their hands before The statue. The stone statue seemed to react. Hm? Someone called out to Kim Yisak. Hey, kid. Why aren't

you kneeling? Yak scoffed internally. Only a fool would kneel. Whispers rippled through the room. Why is he doing that? Is something wrong with his faith? Shihua's voice hissed in Yizak's mind. Hey, you bastard. Pray now. Don't defile our family. Kina Barrett smirked, calculating. This will be recorded. Does he want to be disqualified? No matter How talented, without faith, he's finished. One less rival. Yiza glared at the statue. So what, you bastard? I'd rather die than kneel before this thing. The statue remained silent, radiating terrifying pressure. Yizak trembled, but didn't back down. Then just kill me.

Dark energy erupted from the stone, engulfing the space. A shadow within roared. Those who disrespect me shall die. Damn it. Just do it, Isach yelled. Stupid statue, I'll destroy you. His Shadowy subordinate materialized, frantic, master. It's too dangerous. Yach crushed the shadow in a blaze of fury. Die. Suddenly, brilliant light pierced the darkness. A solemn voice echoed. Excellent. Yach froze, staring at the charred remains in his hand. You have passed, young candidate. Kina Barrett gaped. Wait, what? You said we needed to show reverence. He pointed accusingly at the child. How can he pass without praying?

It's absurd. That Child, the statue replied, is the only one who showed true faith in God. Yizak stood in bewildered silence. Don't you understand? The statue asked. You did not kneel before God, but a statue. Does your faith command you to bow before idols? The candidates froze. A statue? One muttered. An idol. Panic spread as they realized the doctrinal trap. Look at that child, the statue declared. Even facing death, he did not lose his faith. Faith. Ye mumbled then puffed out his Chest. Shut up. Kina gritted his teeth. Unacceptable. He's just a baby. You can't

prove his refusal was faith. Yisak crossed his arms, nodding in agreement with his accuser. Kina delivered his final blow. And if he has so much faith, where is his holy mark? Yak flinched. Huh? The room stirred. A saint candidate without a mark. Yak smiled smugly, enjoying the show. He's the only one without it. Ken pressed. Give up. A saint candidate without a holy mark. The Statue echoed. That is because he is a child. A small child does not need to possess it yet. The excuse stunned everyone, even Yasak. Absurd, Kina roared. And you could move

his whole time. The others chimed in. If he gets in, we should, too. You all wish to enter the third chamber? The statue asked. Silence fell. Very well. You may all proceed. Cheers erupted, but Kina frowned. Why let them in so easily? The statue's tone turned sinister. If you Wish to rush into the fire like moths, so be it. Evil magic surged. The gate behind the statue ground opened, revealing a dark abyss. The candidates froze, horrified. The magical pressure hit them, squeezing the breath from Kina and the others. "Can you feel it?" the statue roared,

the magic from the skeleton king's body. Candidates collapsed, crushed by the weight. "What kind of magic was this?" In contrast, Kim Yak grinned. His brooch hummed, Absorbing the energy. He laughed, recognizing the familiar power. "That's right, my body. The skeleton king's body is right there." He fixed his gaze on the dark gate. I never thought I'd see it again, he mused after I self-destructed in the divine realm. Suddenly, mana poured out and panic washed over the boy's face. A white-haired candidate pointed at Kim. Yes. Look at this child proving his faith. Look at that brave

warrior-like Face. Shri Ashua cursed inwardly. Brave my ass. He's lost his mind. A brilliant fireball manifested above its voice echoing. It's not too late. The entity gestured to Kim. Yes. If you cannot smile in the face of death like him, get out. Damn it. A candidate screamed. How can we possibly get past this magic power? Two boys cowered. Let's go back. We might actually die. The white-haired boy stepped forward. No, I don't need the treasures from the second chamber. He addressed the group. All of us will proceed into the third chamber. He looked directly at

the fireball and activate all the traps within it. Shuri was speechless. This crazy bastard. The fire entity seemed amused. Oh, is that truly what you desire? The white-haired boy smiled shrewdly. Even the genius saint Melissa couldn't bring back the skeleton king's corpse. "You must be the safety measure she left behind." The saintist would never let children die. His gaze hardened. "I don't want others to say, I chose the easy path," he smirked. Therefore, set the third chamber to its inherent difficulty. In the corner, another boy watched. "He's also got a few screws loose." The gatekeeper

declared, "If that is your wish, I shall heed it. In fact, this will make it easier to find the true saint." The white-haired boy smiled smugly while another candidate screamed, "You should have gone alone. Why drag All of us into this? A colossal leg descended through the thick mist. In the center, a skeletal hand rested on a pedestal, emanating dark magic. The candidates collapsed, screaming under the pressure. Kim Yasak, however, was excited. Wow, it's just like the demon realm. Look, master. He gazed at the skeletal hand. Whisper exclaimed, "That is the master's noble body." Kim

Yasak laughed. So handsome, my dear. Ah, no, I mean my body. Shrihua stared in shock. Is that the skeleton kings corpse? All this energy just from one hand. Kim Yesak scoffed internally. Not from the hand, you fool. It's from my thumb. He pondered. Is this the only fragment here? The rest are just copies. The skeletal hand released a terrifying surge, overwhelming everyone. From the darkness, a colossal tiger-like demon rose. Two candidates screamed. A demon? Wasn't the guardian of the second chamber the only one? Kim Yes looked Down indifferent. Didn't you ask to remove all safety

measures? The guardian demon stomped. Annoying pests. How dare you coveretvet the king's body? Shria pointed at the white-haired boy. It's all your fault. What are you going to do? The white-haired boy grabbed Shri's hand. Just trust me. I'll make sure everyone leaves with a treasure. He smirked. One of the 14 demon elites, the skeleton king's most trusted subordinate, personally trained by him, Captured by the papal institute. Facing the demon, the boy declared, "I prepared a sacred art for this. The treasure is mine." His eyes glowed with holy power. Neil, the giant demon, buckled under the

divine weight. The light of the papal institute candidates cried. Kim Yaak observed quietly. Excellent. It worked. The white-haired boy thought. Then his eyes flashed. All I need now is the skeleton king's body. Is it you? The demon struggled to its feet. Bloodshot Eyes locking onto the boy. Are you the one who covets my king's body? Outside the vault gate, a group of nobles led by a blonde man waited anxiously. What's happening inside? We've lost contact with the familiars. A breathless messenger ran up, waving a paper. It's bad. The demon in the third chamber has been

unsealed. Reli Eshua and his aids stood stunned. One aid turned to him horrified. Reli isn't the demon in the third chamber one of the 14 elites. Cold Sweat broke across Riy's brow. What the hell is going on? Everyone in the vault is in danger. A guard rushed in from the surveillance room. The elders bypass the traps and vanished. The children are defenseless. Another guard shouted, "They can't handle the demon elite. We must stop the ritual and extract them immediately." As he rushed the gate, a dazzling barrier materialized, slamming him back. A blinding flash erupted from

the vault. Reli panicked. What's Happening nearby? Golshawa watched nervously. Is the vault opening? Intense holy light enveloped the stone gate. A knight shouted back. Demonic energy might leak out. An elder cut him off, pointing forward. No, I don't sense the demon's energy. Another elder turned to Cardinal Harry Beret. They defeated the elite. Well done, Kina. A guard grabbed Reeli, stammering. One of the children inside must have done it. Rely? Could it be? Murmurss rippled through the crowd. It has to be Kina Barrett, the child with the papal bloodline. Retainers swarmed Harry Beret. Congratulations. Your eminence

clearly the favorite candidate. Hyrie offered a practice smile. Kina worked hard. His eyes gleamed. Ashua, you fools, he thought. The skeleton king's body is mine. You will bow. Your dignity and honor are gone. A cheer rang out. Look, the children have returned. Harry turned confidently while Gole pald spotting two Familiar figures Isaac Shuri. From the dark gate, the children emerged and aids sighed in relief. They're injured, but nothing serious. Two of the survivors whispered anxiously. Where are the ones from the third chamber? Do you think something happened? Relied forward, face grim. Cheers erupted again as

the final group stumbled out, led by Aean and Shuri, exhausted. Parents rushed the line. Aean's father grabbed his trembling son. Father, Aean managed. Are You all right? The father asked urgently. Goel and Henna reached Shuri. Amidst the reunions, Reli froze. He scanned the group, panic setting in. Isaac, he rushed the children. Where is Isaac? Suddenly, Cardinal Harry Bere's powerful voice rang out. Kina. Reli whipped around. Harry Barrett stepped before Kina, eyes sharp. What is that in your hand? Kina stammered terrified. That Who told you to bring that out? Her roared. A sphere of light flashed

Overhead, cutting him off. The crowd froze, eyes drawn to the sky. A bespectical cleric pointed. Look over there. A giant golden wolf materialized in midair. Clamped in its jaws was Kim Yisok. Wait. Reli lunged forward but was restrained by a knight. Isaac wasn't afraid. He wore a satisfied smile. The wolf landed and bolted. Reli and the others gave chase, shouting Isaac's name. An aid stammered. Young master Ri, that wolf is the young sacred dragon, The guardian of the treasure vault. Rely stopped, dazed. She's right. That energy, it belongs to a holy dragon. A strange gnawing

sound cut the silence. Kimisak sat nearby, engrossed in sucking on something. A knight pald. Elder, look. Could that be? The skeleton king's corpse. An elder screamed. Why is that in your mouth? The boy brought it back. A priest gasped nearby. Her Barrett glared at Kina. Did you give the corpse to that child? He masked his panic with Arrogance. Saving face for the host is a virtuous saint must possess. Rely seethed at the audacity. The dragon roared. What nonsense are you spouting? This kid brought the corpse out. You are all fools. Her and Kina froze. Ken's

mind flashed back to the treasury in horror. Why had the golden holy art failed? The giant guardian demon had towered over them. Filthy trash. Paralyzed by its aura, the candidates screamed as the demon swung die. Demonic Energy exploded, flinging them away. Kina awoke in the rubble to see a blue holy barrier shielding them. Blue holy art. It wasn't Ken's power. It was the Eshua childs. Filthy priests. The demon roared, lunging. How dare you target the skeleton king's corpse. A fist blazing with blue fire blocked the punch. Isaac stood firm. You bastard. Isaac roared, energy exploding

around him. Don't you recognize your master? Back in the present, the crowd buzzed. Reli stepped Forward. 14 elite demons are too much for children. Why break the seal? The dragon smirked and pointed a claw at Kina. That white-haired child asked me to. The other candidates erupted. He forced us into the third chamber. He almost killed us all. Eyes turned to Kina, the Pope's child. Her gritted his teeth, defeated by their sworn enemy. Reli smiled proudly. "You did well, Isaac." Elders surrounded Isaac, trying to coax the bone away. One reached out, But Isaac swatted him away.

The elder stumbled, stunned. "How is he so strong?" "This mana is delicious," Isaac thought, absorbing it so fast. Watching this, another elder whispered to Reeli. Isaac has truly outdone himself. The matriarch will be delighted. His smile turns sinister. Now that we have that thing, we can hunt down the skeleton king. We'll find his soul with a tracking spell. Kim Yusac, still holding the bone in his mouth, stunned. Huh? Horror dawn on the boy. So this is why they wanted my body out so badly. A group of elders reached out, faces beaming. Give it here, Isaac.

As hands clawed toward him, Kim Yisak screamed internally. They've all gone mad. The lead elder declared he would settle the 150-year-old grudge, but Kim Yach swallowed the bone right before his eyes. Burp. The elders froze. Kimusac clutched his stomach, grimacing at the elers's trembling finger. The young holy Dragon seized the chance, grabbing its master and soaring into the sky, leaving the madman behind. In a solemn, silent hall, a masked elder asked, "Have you found it?" "I don't think it's here," came the disappointed reply. As the mages slumped in defeat, Kim Yusac watched calmly. "Keep searching

all day," he thought. "You won't find it." His thoughts drifted back to the treasury. The skeleton kings were roaring. "Don't you recognize your Master?" The giant guardian demon screaming under the overwhelming power, then freezing in shock. This mana master, I thought this world would end when you died, but I knew you would return. Subdued, it vowed, I must serve my master. As the memory faded, Kina Brightite screamed furiously. Damn it, you should have stayed to talk. I still have so many questions. They say the papal palace captured them. Isach mused. I should look into this

later. Drinking From his bottle, the baby suddenly froze. Please poop, Isaac, relie yelled. The shadow entity beside the baby burst out laughing. Ignoring the sinister cackling, Reli shouted, "Bring more laxatives, stronger ones." Kim Misak gritted his teeth, vowing to destroy this family. An elder trembled. "If the matriarch finds out, she might even disembowel Isaac." Reli tried to reassure him, but the elder panicked. She once cut open her own son's side. Reli froze. She disembowled her own son. Didn't Melissa go on a pilgrimage? Yach wondered. I just need to absorb the mana and escape before she

returns. Suddenly, a man appeared at the door. Rely, come with me. The matriarch is calling for you. Rely spun around. Mother's back already. She's never returned so quickly. Yak nashed his teeth. Damn it. Is it because of me? He clutched his stomach, feeling the unabsorbed energy. Too dangerous. Given Melissa's Personality, she'll definitely cut me open. Oh my god. An astonished voice rang out before a mountain of sparkling gifts. These are all for Isaac. The elder pointed, bewildered. Reli exhaled in relief. I thought the matriarch was back. The brown-haired man chuckled, calling him a coward. It's

just a message announcing she's on her way. Isaac ground his teeth in annoyance. A knight entered. Sir, the papal palace has also sent tribute. An elder spat on The ground. Sell it like stolen goods. The envoy is nearby, the knight warned. But the man had already entered. His imperial majesty is very concerned, the envoy declared. I come with tribute as an apology. It seems our gift isn't to the Ashua family's taste, but I'm sure this will change your minds. He opened a box. Dazzling lights stunned the room. This will be of great help to young

master Isaac. That's the triple crown. An elder gasped. Isaac looked confused, But the shadow spirit whispered that it was just a cheap metal with the pope's emblem. As whispers filled the room, the envoy approached Ri. Please accept it. It belongs to young master Isaac. Why give it to my uncle if it's mine? Isaac thought. Just give it to me. Reli narrowed his eyes. He really told you to give it to me and not to Isaac. The envoy smiled sinisterly. Yes. Rely ground his teeth. The elder couldn't hold back. He grabbed the envoy's collar And roared.

How dare you give Isaac's medal to a family member. Are you out of your mind? Don't you know what that means? Kimac froze, realizing the deadly implication. The envoy maintained his false smile. Do not misunderstand the holy father's good intentions. The Ashua elder shouted, "Then what about the ribbon? The sunflower metal for fallen soldiers." Yak thought. To place in my coffin. This old pope is a crazy bastard. You bastards dare mock us about Asha's curse. The elder spat. Elder, please calm down, Gaul. Eshua intervened. Calm down. How can I calm down, Gaul? Gaul tried to

reason with him, desperate to extinguish a conflict that could ruin the family. A noble watched, gloating silently. A despicable gift to put us in our place. Good. Now Riy and the brat can't cause trouble. Gaul turned to his brother. Reli tried to object, but Goel was firm. Teis, this won't do. Yach decided. Suddenly, the box in the envoy's hand glowed with strange blue light. Energy erupted, engulfing it in holy flame. The envoy screamed, dropping the box. Go watched in horror as a giant orb of fire formed in the center of the hall. "Who who dares

use holy fire on a metal?" the envoy stammered, trembling. A small fiery hand emerged from thin air. "It was Kim Yizk, flashing a mischievous smile as he controlled the flame." The envoy roared, accusing the family of Rebellion. A female elder scoffed. That was done by a baby. Are you furious with an infant? The envoy tried to regain composure. I will pretend I did not receive the gift. Must I accept this trash even from his holiness? Reli cut him off, holding up the melting deformed metal. The envoy pald. Give it to me, he stammered, reaching out.

I I must have brought the wrong item. Too late. Emerald holy fire erupted from the metal, engulfing him. Terrifying screams Echoed through the hall. Meanwhile, the elders happily pinched Isaac's cheeks, unaware he was the culprit. Let me go before I burn your asses, he cursed silently. The charred envoy scrambled up and fled, screaming curses, chased by the elers's delighted laughter. Well done, Isaac. And elder cheered. Get rid of that troublesome thing. But then they turned to Rely. And well done to you, Ri. Excellent use of holy fire. Rely blinked, bewildered. The elder patted His shoulder.

Don't pretend. You cast the holy art on Isaac. Reli pointed to himself. Didn't the elders do it? The three elders froze. They looked at each other, realizing none of them had cast the art. Slowly, their horrified gazes turned to Kim Yizk. The baby. The power came from the secret skill record, a mythical artifact allowing instant mastery of secret arts. Good thing I took it from the treasure vault, Yak thought. Weaker than during the skeleton King's era, but still usable. The elders stared in disbelief. One guest, could it be Isaac's mother? His mother has no fire

attributes. A long-bearded elder roared, "This is a different level of talent. Even Saint Melissa had to learn to read before using holy magic. An assistant interjected. Elders, the baby dispelling the pope's blessing is even more astonishing. Two elders nodded. You have a good eye. The bearded elder ordered. Bring the metal here. I need to Confirm. A knight opened the box then hesitated. It's not here. What? I threw it away. Reli Ashua said calmly. The elders told me to discard it. No, that's unacceptable. Find it immediately. Reli chuckled inwardly. The horrifying truth. The baby had melted

the Pope's fireresistant metal. He clenched his fist. I can't let the family head know. A wicked smile spread across his lips. Without proof, it's just a rumor. Days later, black cloaks fluttered in the Western duchy wind. Family head Eli Eshawa led his troops, gliding across the water. The mansion is near. Stay focused. Yes, family head. Eli paused, narrowing his eyes at the distance. Whom is it? The mansion loomed ahead. Inside, the elders slumped in despair. Why? Kim Yuzuk sat amidst a mountain of milk bottles patting his belly. Why won't the skeleton king's body come out?

Thanks for the meal, though. Hundreds of bottles of laxatives and silven fruits Had only produced a contented burp. He smirked. Increasing affinity with divine beasts is good. I'll need them to crush the gods and the pope. Suddenly, a giant energy tail swept past. I'm sure the family has a divine beast. Kim Yizuk flinched. The guardian beast, Taran Bloom, manifested in a stream of holy light. The baby broke into a cold sweat. Wait, maybe we should go to the party first. Eli Ashua burst in. Family head. A knight shouted. The elders and Reli Bowed. Kim Yuk

watched. So this is the family head? My grandfather? He sensed a familiar energy. Relied his father's path. Father, please. Cutting open Isaac won't do any good. Eli swept past his son without a glance. He pointed at Kim Yuk, eyes blazing. Burn it. No, father. Reli cried. Kim Yuk froze. Burn it. The baby is too young to be burned. Reli pleaded. Another noble intervened. I agree. That reward is too much for the baby. Reward? Yuk blinked blankly. Burning someone is a reward. Please give us more time. Or we could disembowel him instead. Really cried in panic.

Or drown Isaac in water. This crazy family. Yuk thought. Just collapse already. Goes scoffed. No. The temple's fire and water are secret techniques for raising saintes. We cannot use them on a powerless infant. Oh. Yizuk realized. That's a good thing. Sure is more suited for the blessing. Gaul continued. Isaac defeated the demon. Reli roared. The Holy dragon confirmed it. The dragon was mistaken. Don't be absurd. Relied his trump card. Furthermore, Isaac burned the pope's metal with holy fire. Who knows? Perhaps you conspired with the elders. Go retorted. There's no pro. Suddenly, Elihua held up a

melted golden object. When you say metal, you mean this? It was the sacred gold, a holy relic blessed by the pope, directly connected to God. Kim Isaac was stunned even as the skeleton king melting. That Was tough. How is this possible? Did I get stronger after reincarnating? Ghoul stammered. How did you find it? Eli replied calmly. I picked it up from the bottom of Lake Elisava. Riel turned to his father. Look, father. The boy burned the pope's symbol. This proves the family can gain the upper hand. An elder chimed in excited. He can resist the

skeleton king's fire. He was born to hunt him. As they discussed recent losses caused by the skeleton king. Isaac stood bewildered. Huh? A voice echoed in his mind. They're saying it again. Someone is impersonating you, master. It happened 70 years ago. A night burst in. The skeleton king has appeared in the mansion to spread his curse. Isaac was dumbfounded. The night raged on. He attacked us, declaring he'd eradicate the saintest bloodline. Isaac calculated quickly. If that was 70 years ago, it wasn't me. I died 100 years ago. He smirked. A petty demon's curse was Child's

play. The night listed the symptoms to the terrified elers's impotence, baldness. Isaac Nash's teeth, furious at the impostor and the ridiculous hair loss curse. Family head Illyshawa fix his sharp gaze on the child. He has red eyes. He must be affected. Eli rejected the usual purification. Fire and water are too weak. He stunned the room with his decision. I will bestow a Holy Spirit upon him. Isaac's eyes went wide. A Holy Spirit, the ultimate grace, a shortcut to transcendent power, even God's coveted. A cunning smile spread across his face. Jackpot. I'll give those damn gods

a beating. Go. Eshua, the fifth son, rushed forward. A holy spirit. That's too much, father. They are for those with merit. What has he done? He sneered. Even if he burned the metal, he only angered the papal family. Isaac slumped. Eli interrupted coldly. Tell me, Gaul, what did you do when they sent Us that humiliating gift? Gaul froze. The family had roared, eyes blazing. They caused trouble on Ashawa land. Yet you let them go and now defend them. Gaul remains speechless. Besides criticizing my nephew, "What have you done? You take away his lifeline?" Eli's gaze

sharpened. "Even beasts protect their young. The Ashua family protects everything." Isaac gloated inwardly. Eli continued, "The smallest one protected our family's pride. Is that not glory?" Go collapsed to the floor. The order was given, "Gather everyone at the main building." Standing before the family, Eli announced, "We will bestow a blessing upon Isaac." Days later, Realiel hurried after his father. Father, aren't you simply bestowing a Holy Spirit? What do you mean? Eli stopped. Don't you understand? Using the temple's fire or water to purify the skeleton king's curse would [ __ ] him. It's too intense. It

would destroy Everything demonic, preventing Isaac from learning exorcism. He'd never surpass level four. I will let Isaac choose between fire, water, and a holy spirit. A family member sneered. So, it's a test. He'd never give it away so easily. Three energy orbs hovered before Isaac. Choose one, Eli commanded. Reli held his breath. Fire, water, holy spirit. Please choose the white orb. The room fell silent as the child's small hand reached out. To everyone's Astonishment, he grasped the red fire orb. Isaac raised his prize high and cheered. The scoffer turned to his disappointed companion. Don't be

disheartened. Level four is enough for an Eshua child to bring glory to. A dazzling flash cut him off. The fire orb in Isaac's hand cracked, releasing an uncontrollable surge of holy flame. What is this? The temple's flame? The elders cried in terror. From the inferno, a graceful figure with cracked skin Emerged. Really stared, stunned. No way. That's a powerful holy spirit. Even patriarch Eli Ashua was pushed back by the force. Father Gaul shouted frantically. Stop making a fuss, Gaul. Eli replied coldly. I never said there was only one spirit. He smirked. The Ashua foundation is

water, but the boy used fire to melt the papal gold. I set a trap and he chose the right answer. Shall's composure shattered into fury. Ellie Ashua, you must have lost Your mind. How dare you summon me, a king, to the mortal realm. Her aura brought the elders to their knees. Killing intent flooded the hall, followed by a wave of furious fire that swept everyone back. "Eere a holy defense spell," the elders screamed in despair. "Father, are you trying to burn down our domain?" Gaul yelled over the roar of flames. "I didn't summon it," Eli

said calmly, pointing at the table. "That boy did." Go froze. Eli smiled, Amused. That boy. Isaac broke out in a cold sweat. I I might actually die here. The fire spirit hovered majestically above the chaos. Isaac panicked. I only meant to summon a mid-tier spirit. How did it turn out to be king tier? A crazy thought crossed his mind. What if I use all my holy power? The shadow entity beside him realized what was happening. Magic resistant flame. That's it. A flame capable of transforming mana into holy power. Master, this will be very Helpful. True.

But how do I make someone like this obey? Isaac thought, crossing his arms nervously. A king tier spirit meant ties to the divine realm. Exactly what he wanted to avoid. That's the mad holy spirit the gods severed ties with. An elder shouted. Eli stroked his chin. They criticized its hair color, didn't they? How petty. Silence, you lowly humans. Shalley launched a burst of fire at the elder, then turned on Eli. I am not the one who summoned you, Eli said. He pointed at the infant. He did. Isaac forced a clumsy grin. Are you insane? Shall

roared. You sacrificed a baby to summon me. Your family may be in decline, but how could you do that to a child? Isaac immediately began waving his chubby hands and babbling, perfectly playing the innocent infant. Internally, however, a vicious plan formed strong and hates the divine. I'll definitely make you mine. Fine, I'll confirm it myself, Shell growled. If he truly is my Summoner, he must withstand this. A gigantic fireball shot straight toward the sitting baby. Isaac Eli shouted, reaching out with a hopeless hand. That's right, Shalik sneered. I'd rather put you to rest myself. Smoke

and scorched earth filled the air. As it cleared, Isaac sat there babbling happily, completely unharmed. "Now you should be convinced," Eli declared. "Form a contract or break it and face the penalty." Shallot gritted her teeth, Golden eyes flaring. "Penalty? I'll take this opportunity to destroy the lands and enjoy my freedom." She pointed at the patriarch. Just sit there and watch your lands burn, you stupid whale of her insult was abruptly cut off. Isaac had grabbed the fire spirit's leg, who had suddenly shrunk into a doll-sized form. "Isaac, that's not food." Eli and the others rushed

over in a panic. "This time, Shalik!" Shall froze. "You crazy bastards! How did you raise this child?" She shrieked as Isaac happily nodded on her arm. "I'll retreat for now, but I will repay this humiliation." "Trying to teleport?" Isaac thought, his eyes flashing red. "See you later, you stupid bitches!" Shollik yelled, vanishing in a flash of light or trying to. Silence fell over the room. Isaac innocently chewed on the fire spirit doll while his inner voice whispered. Too bad, isn't it? Shall panicked. She hadn't vanished. The skeleton king's demonic energy bound Her like a fiery

shackle, nullifying her magic. What the hell is this? An elder cried. Demonic energy? Ah, that's because he swallowed the skeleton king's finger. Eli Ashua explained calmly, ignoring his son's horror. Shall groaned as an embodiment of holy light. She was vulnerable. My power, it's disappearing. Father, please stop it. Goel," pleaded. "Sorry, can't do that," Eli replied. He turned to the spirit. "Remain in my grandson's body and purify the skeleton King's mana." "Do that and I'll let you go." "Refuse, and I'll let you be devoured." "You lunatics," Shalley screamed. "I would have cut ties ages ago if

this wasn't the Saint's family, but she had no choice." She gritted her teeth. "Fine, I'll use this child to mess with that damned skeleton king." Suddenly, Isaac squeezed her tight, his voice echoing in her mind. "Damned what? Say that again." Terrified, Sherlock pivoted. Four days. Imprison me with This guy for exactly 4 days. I had hoped for longer. Eli mused. He raised his voice. Open the east castle gates. Take Isaac and the spirit. No one enters until purification is complete. Father, the east castle is go all started. Enough. Eli's cold gaze silenced the room. Isaac

gleefully noded on the spirit. Internally, he cheered. His exile was right next to the massive manacore storage. Soon, a violent explosion of demonic energy shook the East castle. Outside, servants gossiped. Young Master Isaac has lost the succession. Is he really cursed? Of course, wild rumors spread that Isaac had withered into a bald old man or a skinless skeleton. Time passed in a blur of fire and curses. Then, chaos erupted again. A manager rushed down the hallway, ignoring the maid's screams, and threw open the heavy door. "Lord Isaac!" she gasped. "Are you all right?" Isaac sat

calmly on the floor, sucking a Lollipop. How strong is the curse that you're still so small? The manager whispered. I'm keeping myself small on purpose, Isaac thought. A baby's body absorbed power best. It was the only way to reach a new realm. Beside him, Shelllock writhed. No matter what, I must purify that damned brat. She hissed. She looked at Isaac with despair. Why do you have more mana today? I was almost done yesterday. She screamed, unable to understand why the Demonic energy continued to pour out of him. Isaac sneered, revealing the secret only to himself.

Because I've been absorbing mana from the cores under the annex for 10 years, you fool. After a decade of effort, he had finally gathered enough. Shallah collapsed from exhaustion while the dark entity within him rejoiced. Without proper schooling, I can now use level six holy magic, he declared proudly to himself. It will be all right, master, the manager reported. The Pope is also mobilizing. Isaac spun around. The Pope? She picked him up. They intend to execute the skeleton king's 14 minions for threatening the empire. Isaac screamed internally. Are they crazy? I need those guys. Unaware

of his panic, the manager placed him in his crib. Damn swindlers, he cursed. I have to do something. Elsewhere, a nobleman beamed at his son. Well done, Shi. The youngest ordained priest. I heard the princess herself will attend Your ceremony. It is nothing. Shi replied humble yet confident. I am your son after all. That's right. You did so well because of the father froze as Shi vanished in a flash of blue light. Huh? Shi? Shi screamed as he was thrown through the air, crashing hard onto a floor. He looked up in horror at a familiar

figure leaning over the railing. "Hey, Shi," Isaac said, his voice dripping with menace. "Do you want to die? You still haven't given up Lying? You think getting into the academy is a big deal? Crazy bastard." Shi cursed inwardly. "All your achievements are thanks to my training," Isaac declared smugly. "I tried my best, too. Do you think it's easy to be top of the class?" Shi retorted, then deflated. "But it's true. Without you, it wouldn't have been possible. Perhaps I should prepare for that too, Isaac muttered. Shri explained that most holy magic could only be used

after ordination. You Will help me, Shi. Isaac commanded, flying toward him. Sensing killing intent, Shi snapped to attention. How can I help? Isaac smiled sinisterly. Hand over everything, the quiz prize money. Whatever goal gave you, all of it, devil, shi thought. He hugged Isaac to change the subject. By the way, what's this about the skeleton king's subordinates being killed? Since the incident at the holy artifact vault, they stopped obeying orders. They're Just waiting to die so they'll be executed. Isaac turned away, resolute. There's no other way. I'll do it this year. Do what? The priestly

ordination. You're not even in the academy. How can you do that? Isaac glared. Are you laughing? No. Shuri scrambled to explain. You can be ordained through a recommendation letter, but it requires achievements proving your qualification. You have to save the life of a prominent figure. Isaac realized he only had one Month left. He grabbed Shere's collar. The princess will be there, right? Yes. But, and the princess is a person of very high social standing, isn't she? A sinister smile appeared on Isaac's face. He had a plan. Meanwhile, at the Joshua Manor training grounds, a silver-haired

man crossed his arms. Lee, he ordered the two guests. Isaac will not go to the capital. Sir, he needs to attend this year's founding festival, the female teacher pleaded. That is where all saint Candidates are ordained. The family had remained cold. Despite Isaac's 10-year seclusion, the nobility still whispered about the miracle he had performed 17 years ago, eager to see him return. The teacher pressed on. It is my lifelong wish to teach him. The ceremony coincides with the princess's birthday. She played her trump card. Even the Pope will be there. The family head paused. The

Pope? The news that the Pope would personally bestow the hero's title, a Power multiplier, and golden opportunity left the man stunned. The family head tried to deflect. Isaac isn't old enough to be ordained. What does age matter in the face of talent? The female teacher retorted. Faced with the educator's persistence, the family head sighed. Fine, do as you wish. The teacher cheered, but the head wore a meaningful smirk. However, you must take responsibility for your words. Meanwhile, Isaac sat smuggly in the lap Of a haggarded Shurihua. Memories of the mansion explosion flooded back. A stranger

had watched that fire from afar, muttering, "So, it's over there." He had identified the terrifying power unleashed. a king tier magicresistant holy spirit specifically the one that failed to become king due to a personality disorder. A dark plan formed. The papal family collected holy spirits. If he stole this one, his position was secured. He had a trump Card ready, a plant capable of neutralizing holy power. He would suppress Isaac, trigger the skeleton king's demonic energy, and reap the benefits. This is the room, professor. The door opened, and eager guests stepped in. Finally, we meet young

master Isaac. One man remarked, "His appearance hasn't changed from 10 years ago." Isaac's innocent red eyes looked up. He grinned. "Welcome my letters of recommendation." The teachers clutched Their chests, smitten. "Oh, my heart." Only the family head remained immune, glaring at the child. How dare you try to charm me, you cunning brat. Isaac decided to act. He pushed holy power into the man holding him to trigger the skeleton king's energy. "Come on, lose control." Silence. Nothing happened. Isaac rubbed his head against the man's chest, figning innocence while panic set in. "Why is there no reaction?

I use enough power." The fire spirit on his Head snapped. "Hey kid, just kill that priest already." The man smiled triumphantly, a king tier spirit. "My chance." He clutched a handkerchief in his pocket that emitted a dark aura. Isaac innocently reached for a cloth to wipe his sweat, then froze at the scent. "Don't tell me." He had walked into a trap. Suddenly, the fire spirit coughed violently, clutching her neck as her sacred energy turned chaotic. Dark power erupted from her. Shalllac screamed in a Frenzy. It's out of control. Be careful, professor. The mastermind crushed a

magic ring. Now is the time. A fireball formed in his palm the sever pain spell. He launched the destructive surge at the spirit under the guise of containment. Shalley screamed in agony as the flames engulfed her. Isaac merely smiled. Do you really think that will work? The butler and manager rushed in. Isaac, young master, the audience has gathered. Good enough. Isaac looked at the energy Orb in his hand and closed his eyes. The chaotic demonic energy was instantly drawn toward the crib, surging through the room and forcing the witnesses back in horror. What? Young Master

Isaac is absorbing the demonic energy himself. Isaac's eyes snapped open, crimson pupils glowing. He snapped his fingers. The demonic energy has been dealt with. He signaled the spirit. You should stop, too. Pure blue sacred energy enveloped the fire spirit, instantly extinguishing Her frenzy. Blue sacred energy. Oh my god. The butler gasped. The manager gasped, hovering in midair, Shillock calmed, her flames extinguished. She stared at her body, shocked by the power that had subdued her. The teachers cheered. He controlled the skeleton king's energy and quelled the spirit. The butler gazed at his young master, voice trembling.

A miracle, Isaac. Tears filled his eyes. You finally spoken. I'm so proud. Internally, Kim Yasak was Annoyed. Damn it. Why is that the important part? The crowd cheered, unaware of the boy's calculations. Meanwhile, the observer collapsed. Damn it. How could this happen? Shillock hovered above, dripping sarcasm. I'm asking the same thing, loyal subordinate. Her eyes blazed. Who's the mastermind? Mastermind? It's a misunderstanding. I only came to meet young master Isaac. With fireresistant gear, necklace, and bracelets, Shillock Snapped. Say misunderstanding again. She bellowed. From now on, all fire spirits sever ties with the papal family. She

smirked at the man. Don't misunderstand. I just don't like your face. The observer panicked. Wait, how can a spirit break a divine covenant? Those stupid rules mean nothing. As Kim Yusak smiled, Shillock crushed the observer. Get lost. She approached Isaac. You saved me and controlled the skeleton kings energy. I'll stay and repay This favor. Shillock had fallen right into his trap. The teachers nodded. We must return to the Holy Sea and report this. The plan was a complete success. Kim Yasak couldn't hide his sinister smile. Reli arrived at the patriarch's office. Elihua announced the Holy

Sea approved Isaac's ordination that fast because he saved the inquisitors? Reli asked. No, because he possesses a king tier Holy Spirit. Eli held up a paper. More importantly, I tested Isaac's Knowledge. He scored perfectly on all 1600 questions. Rele was speechless. Aside from his terrible attitude, he sighed. The boy has no flaws. Eli nodded. We just need to check the personality test. The one that compels truth. Rei read the first answer. Family conquer. It's mine. They chuckled, but the second answer wiped their smiles. Ambition: Behead all gods. Reeli crumbled the paper at the final answer.

Goal: destroy this country. Eli's voice Deepened. Only we know this. If he takes this again, Reeli trembled. He'll be executed for heresy. Eli slammed the table. Accept the ordination in hisstead. Do not let Isaac leave the house. We must prioritize home education. In his room, Isaac gripped his luggage. A shadow whispered, "Master, have you decided?" "Of course." Grinning, the boy hoisted his fortune onto his back. It's time to run away from home. At the Roman Imperial Academy, rumors spread through the Holy Magic Department. I heard a 10-year-old is being ordained. Nigel Sephid, a redhead, sneered.

Who does he think he is? A kid who can barely walk. He turned to his classmates. He hasn't grown an inch in 10 years. Cursed by the skeleton king. Don't you think so, Shi? Shi, a blonde, remained silent. It's probably just ceremonial. Another student soothed. The brown-haired friend sighed in relief, but inwardly he cursed. "That Annoying bastard." Nigel sneered. "Must be great living in the Saint Tess's house. Even an unqualified kid gets to be a priest." His brown-haired friends slammed the table, screaming internally. "This bastard just won't stop." A cold voice cut from the doorway.

"You're underestimating the Holy Seas priests, Nigel Sephid." Kina Barrett stepped out of the shadows, smirking. Most importantly, the one who accepted Isaac's nomination was your father, Duke Rion Sephid. I didn't realize you were stupid enough to insult your own blood. Nigel spun around. Shut up. You're not even a student. What are you doing causing trouble? I was invited. Kina replied calmly as an adviser and holy magic instructor for your graduating class. Nigel and his friends froze. Kina turned his attention to Shi. I worry about you too, Shi. Since Isaac is cursed and cannot become a

priest, we can only hope the Ashua family survives Until you become patriarch. Shi stood speechless, enraged by the implication that he was merely a servant holding the line. Kina smiled, reminding himself to hold back. Not yet. I don't need your help. Shi growled. He turned his back, storming off. Mind your own damn business. In the lavish dormatory, Shi slammed a book to the floor. Those bastards. How dare they mock me. He paced the empty room, furious. My family doesn't even care about my ordination Because of that runaway useless punk. He clutched his head in despair.

He should go bald like the skeleton king. A small figure popped out of a suitcase, eyes murderous. What did you just say? Shi panicked. Hair loss. Do you want to die? I came to be ordained. Kim Yusuk explained, dusting himself off. My uncle and the patriarch wouldn't allow it, so I ran away. He gripped a strange object, his expression shifting. Setting that aside. Look at you getting careless, Letting that trash from the Pope's family call you a servant. Shuri tried to speak. Shut up. A surge of invisible power knock Shi down. Yizuk lunged, punching and

kicking mercilessly. How dare he disrespect the Eshoa family. Eshua is mine. only I have the right to insult and destroy them. Standing on his flattened cousin, Yizuk declared, "Remember this well. I am the one who will burn Ashua to ashes." Shuri groaned on the floor. "God, please save that Bastard." "Don't overreact," Yizuk ordered, stepping off. "Get up. Lead the way. We're going to deal with the scum who insulted you." Shi staggered after Yuk into the luxurious dining hall. "The unfamiliar child drew immediate attention." "Wow," a red-haired girl remarked. "His hair color is really beautiful." Yuk

hummed mischievously. then shouted. Which bastard dared to lay a hand on Eshua? The red-haired girl turned. Shi froze. That's Naki Sephit. Nigel's sister. Panic set in. I have to stop him before the Inquisitors get involved. Bang. Shi lunged too late. Yuk was already standing on Naki's table. Hey, redhead. He pointed a finger in her face. You bullied Kim Shuri, didn't you? I have never bullied Shuri. Nacki replied calmly. Nigel did. Isu grinned. I see. So you admit to it. Shuri clutched his head in helplessness. Suddenly, a shadow whispered to Yuk, "Master, I sense a familiar

energy from This girl." A powerful aura erupted around Nacki, the energy of one of the five supreme gods. Amidst the tension, a voice addressed the boy. "You must be the rumored Isaac." Nacki Seafit sneered, mocking the cursed child and the Pope's son opposite her. She scoffed that the Eshua family would soon be purged from the five great faiths. Truly a high society type, Kimuk thought. Shuri, Eshua frantically intervened. Isaac, don't get involved with that Red-haired family. Let's go home. The blonde boy brushed him off. Shut up. I need to be ordained. You never will be,

Naki declared coldly. Nigel will appeal to the Holy Sea and have it canled. Shuri gritted his teeth, secretly cursing Naki's brother. Even if Nigel does nothing, your behavior warrants cancellation, Naki added. Behind her, a red-hooded escort whispered, "My lady, should I call an Inquisitor?" "Don't." Shur yelled in despair. 70% of the Inquisitors are from that red-haired family. Terrified, he grabbed Kim Yizuk. "Isaac, let's go." Suddenly, a piercing scream made everyone jump. A gigantic beast's foot wreath in dark purple demonic energy slammed onto the floor. A colossal demon beast materialized. "It's a demon beast." "Amidst the

panic," Kim Yisu grinned. "Here's my insurance." Naki froze. Her escort rushed forward. "My lady, Dan." A devastating slap from the beast sent the guard flying. The Creature roared, leaping over him to charge Naki. "Too fast," she gasped in horror. Kim Yizuk held up a toy. Hey, Tilda. Wait. The beast stopped inches from Nacki, snatched the toy, and ran to its master, happily licking his face. TSK. Took you long enough? Yizuk grumbled. The beast growled, asserting its overwhelming presence. You monster. Naki screamed. Shuri whimpered. Kim Yuk's red eyes flashed coldly. Begone. The fierce beast wagged its

tail and Darted away like a puppy, vanishing from sight. A shadow entity whispered to Yizuk. Truly, my master. summoning a demon beast just to put on a show of chasing it away. White armored inquisitors burst in. "Where is the beast?" Naki pointed as the squad leader ordered a pursuit. An Inquisitor approached her. "My lady, are you all right?" Shi watched dumbfounded. An Inquisitor? He scooped up Kim Yuk, forcing a laugh. We'll be taking our Leave. Halt. No one leaves until the investigation is complete. We're screwed. Shi thought. Aha. We don't know anything. Tahor stopped. Nacki

shouted. She pointed at the boy. He saved my life. Kim Yizuk stared blankly from Shuri's arms at a face heel turned faster than flipping a rice paper. Naki approached. Isaac, right? She blushed awkward. My words were harsh. I apologize then quickly, but it's not like I'm grateful or anything. Shuri Sweated. What is wrong with this girl? The crowd murmured about the boy receiving a commendation. An escort noted the rumors about his skills must be true. Nearby, Princess Charlotte Alexella of the Holy Kingdom wondered if this was the baby her brother had mentioned. Meanwhile, at the

Ashawa mansion, a voice echoed from a communication orb. Why refuse, blue cardinal? Isn't it good for your grandson to be ordained? Eli Ashua cut Him off. Get lost. That is none of my concern. My grandson will be educated at the Ashua mansion until he comes. Dot of age. Eli gritted his teeth at the warning that the child's personality would warp. That's precisely the problem. The voice in the orb shifted tone. I wonder if you've heard. A platinum-haired infant is loitering around the academy. Eli froze. Isaac. He shouted toward the balcony. "Reli!" Reli jumped. "Yes, father."

Eli rushed out, Grabbed his son, and ordered, "We're going to the capital now." Reli looked bewildered, but it takes a week to reach the capital. Eli checked his watch. "We have 23 hours and 48 minutes." The blue cardinal growled with iron determination. "We run." The next day at the academy, Sherea pounded on the door. "Hey, Isaac, what are you doing?" He leaned against the wood, desparing. Why would a kid with a head one-third the size of his body want a priest's robe? Come out. Everyone is already inside. They'll laugh at us. Shi slid to the

floor in helplessness. I'm done for. Please just give up and go home. He turned, hands clasped in prayer. I'm begging you. Shuri froze pale with horror. Kim Yisak smirked mischievously. You, you, let's go, Kim. Shuri. The ordination banquet was solemn. Candidates sat at tables, whispers echoing, until a voice commanded everyone to stand. Sherei jumped. Heavy Footsteps heralded the five patriarchs of the great families. Go Eshua, the successor to be, adjusted his collar. I will be the next patriarch of Eshua. Blue cardinal. Suddenly, Cardinal Elihua rushed in. I'm not late, am I? He grabbed Gaul. Have

you seen Isaac? Gaul blinked. He should be at home, shouldn't he? Reli panting. It's too late. I think Isaac is with Shuri. His holiness, the pope, has arrived. The master of ceremonies announced. Pope Julio Barriott entered, exuding absolute authority. He raised a hand, the blessing for Hela. As the Pope took his throne, a silver-haired patriarch noted, "Isaac is nowhere to be seen." The ceremony began. Shuri clutched a wine glass. I should be relieved. Then the name Isaac Ashua was called. Eli frowned. Why keep calling his name? He's not even here. Here. Eli spat out his

wine. Gaul and Rei turned, jaws dropping. Kimac, now a handsome youth, Stepped out with a smile. Shi stared. Isaac. Shock ripple through the hall. Eli crushed his glass. Another patriarch jumped up. What the hell? Step forward. Isaac, the master of ceremonies continued. The boy strode ahead confidently. Reli ran to the family table, sobbing happily. Isaac, when did you grow so big? You're even wearing the outfit I made. Whispers erupted. Isn't he a baby? Is the curse broken? Kim Sack ignored them, offering a mysterious Smile. A red-haired patriarch crushed his armrest. Skeleton King, what have you

done to Isaac? Eli roared, fearing his grandson was being controlled. My son doesn't smile like that. A silver-haired candidate watched thoughtfully. Could the Ashua family curse have disappeared? He mused that it might be a blessing. Kim Yach reached the throne where Pope Julio Barriott sat. He assessed the man quietly. Is he the Pope? The energy radiating from him Was monstrous. A crazy thought flashed through Kim Yak's mind. Should I just chop off his head right now? Eli and Reli were horrified. Eli panicked. I have to stop it. He shoved the red patriarch, causing a commotion.

Oops. Hand slipped. Another patriarch jumped up. Ah, a cockroach. The brown patriarch stared in shock. Are you out of your mind? It was as big as my head, the other insisted. Silence, the priest commanded, trying to restore order. Next Is Shuri Yeshua. Step forward. Yach scratched his head, annoyed by the delay. From his throne, Pope Julio Barrett watched silently. The priest announced the next phase, the audience with the gods. On the balcony, Gaul Ehua beamed at his son. As the Holy Grail was brought forward, the threat of excommunication hung in the air. A supreme blue

god will surely appear, Eli told his son. Rely clased his hands. "Surely, no matter how bad it gets, it Can't be an evil god, right? If that happens, we will destroy it." Reli stammered as his father grabbed his collar. "Destroy what?" Isac. Eli watched Shuri face the grail. "The Grail? Why destroy the child?" In the hall, Shuri pricricked his finger. A drop fell, stirring the water and emitting a blue stream of power. A brilliant pillar of light enveloped him. Indeed, Golshua exclaimed with pride. A blue high god has descended for my son. Yes observed coldly.

So the Yeshua family serves the god of light, a pathetic god of integrity and purity. He raised his bleeding finger. As for myself, any god who meets me will just be a nuisance. He let the blood drop. The high priest froze. This is the water turned murky, then black. A torrent of demonic energy erupted from the grail. Reli and Eli watched in silence. That is Eli stammered. A gigantic skeletal figure emerged from the smoke. The Skeleton king. Eli screamed. The entity loomed over the hall, radiating death. Eli collapsed, eyes glowing red with uncontrollable power. Yizak

stared up blankly, bewildered. Eli growled, gathering blue energy. Eyes bloodshot. Die, he lunged. But the skeleton king acted first. Chains shot from the darkness, binding Isach. A dark voice resonated. I have been waiting for this saint. What? I will destroy this holy nation. The skeleton king roared. Starting with this one. Bound in chains, Isach wondered. What's wrong with him? His shadow entity screamed in his mind. He looks exactly like I used to. How disgusting. What the hell is this impostor? It glared furiously. My master is even more of a failure than this. The high priest

and red patriarch attacked together. Yellow and red magic shot toward the enemy. Eli braced against the shockwave. Stand back. His eyes glowed red as he gathered a blue orb. A Gigantic serpent of holy power unleashed, lunging for the skeleton king. The king faced the serpent calmly. Patriarch of the blue clan, your power is limited by a curse. Best stay put. In the corner, the silver patriarch side. I really don't want to intervene. The building might collapse. Then his eyes flashed deadly red. But you talk too much. The man roared, unleashing a terrifying surge of blue

energy. The skeleton king merely curled his lips Into a gruesome smile. He snatched the panicking Kim Yizuk, hoisting him as a human shield. Do you want to see this little saint die? Kim Yisak screamed. That's what I'm asking. A witness shrieked as the energy serpent lunged. Your grandson is being held. Eli Ashawa only smiled cruy. A saint won't die from this. Swept into the vortex. Kim Yisak screamed. I'm going to die. A massive explosion engulfed them in blue light. Gha covered his head as the skeleton King was swallowed by the power. The sanctuary crumbled into

desolate ruins amidst the smoke. Golshes stared at the epicenter. Did it hit him? A nobleman gasped. My god, the skeleton king is back. He hasn't been seen since he cursed the Joshua family 70 years ago. No. A resolute voice cut through the dust. Kim Yseek, dirty but unharmed, growled. That bastard is an impostor. Elihua spun around, surprised. Isaac, are you all right? Whispers circulated. Shiha looked at the boy, puzzled. Didn't the king call him a saint? The patriarch knelt to comfort Shuri while the crowd believed the skeleton king had been annihilated. Kimach looked up, eyes

sharp. There's no way it's dead, he declared. That was just an illusion. A shadow entity appeared behind him, whispering. A shadow clone. Do you feel it? Kim Yak clenched his fist. It used my mana, he mused. Did my manacore fall somewhere? He smirked sinisterly. If That impostor has it, even better. I just need to kill it and take it back. Elihua stood lost in memory, recalling his confrontation with the skeleton king years ago. Nearby, Pope Julio Barerth thought, "If I hadn't attacked, he would have killed Isaac, too." In the memory, the Pope comforted a weeping

Shuri Ashua. "But why?" The child sobbed. The Pope's mind drifted further back to the greatest god his family had served for millennia, the one above the five Supreme gods. Huri seized him. He almost chose that brat from the Joshua family. The flashback ended as the Pope watched Eliua walk away. In the ruins, Eli Ashua approached Kim Yizk. "Isaac, let's go home," Eli said, extending his hand. Suddenly, he grabbed Kim's head with a chilling grin. "My grandson defeated the curse splendidly." "Grandpa will buy you candy." Eli leaned close. Kim recoiled inwardly. "He looks like he's dragging

me to a slaughter house, Duke." A cold Voice cut the air. The silver-haired youth stepped forward. I don't think Isaac should return right now. The ground shook as dark energy erupted. Hideous monsters roared from the ruins. surrounded. Eli Ashua calmly said, "There are still a few things to settle here." Nearby priests watched in dismay. "Nothing can be done now, patriarch." Kim Yachak smirked. "I don't think we should rush back." He stepped toward the astonished youth. The youth growled, "Arogant bastard. You call yourself a saint just because you've grown. I'll show you who the real saint

is. Holy powers swirled in Kim's palm." He thrust his hand forward. "Purification! Divine light enveloped them, burning the beasts." The patriarch exclaimed, "Magnificent! It's been a h 100red years since I've seen such pure light, but a bespectled priest frowned. Why use a cleansing spell instead of an attack? The beasts weren't dead, merely stunned. Kim Yisak recalled the woman who taught him. There's no other way. Celich is the only one I could learn holy arts from. He mused. However, once the purification holy art reaches level six, a wicked smile curled his lips. It deals damage over

time across a wide area. The demonic beasts shrieked, writhing violently. The silver-haired youth intercepted him. Move. Your arts can't destroy them, he thought. Even a once- ina century talent is capped at level Five. You're no match for me, he declared. Watch closely. But the sphere of holy power in his hand crumbled to dust. Kim Yisak scoffed. Focus your attacks on multiple parts. The youth spun around angry. Don't you know anything? These monsters have extreme regen. Yak's laughter drowned him out. He crossed his arms, sneering. Kid, you know nothing. Those are decoys. He scanned the ruins.

Where is the core? Blue divine power stream from his palm, Sweeping the room. Found it. He zeroed in on a small glowing bug. The silver-haired youth frowned. It's just a bug. Without a word, Yisak speared it with a pin. Dark energy exploded outward, slamming into the youth. He collapsed. Yisak smirked, holding up the remains. It slowly poisons humans. Simultaneously, the other students fell, bodies convulsing. The silver-haired youth gasped, recalling the enemy's threat. That skeleton, it wants to Destroy the Holy Nation. Yak smiled maliciously, "And these students are its future." While priests shouted orders amidst the

chaos, Yizuk watched calmly until golden power swept the hall. His eyes widened, "wait. If you purify them all at once, dark energy lingered around the students." The shadow entity whispered, "Master, this is our chance." Yach grinned, "You're a genius." Pope Julio Barrett raised his staff. Immense light flooded the room, absorbing the Toxins. Yach and the youth stared, stunned. The Pope smiled benevolently. You need not worry about the poison. Useless geysers. Kim Yizak muttered. His plan ruined. A heavy stomp shook the floor. A giant wolf demon materialized. You dare defy the great king? It roared. Desperate.

I'll drag you to the grave with me. Yach's red eyes flashed. An invisible wave of pressure slam into the beast. This power, the wolf gasped. As it was blown away, it heard Yach's Disdainful voice, acting like it's a big deal. During the cleanup, the silver-haired youth stared at Isach. He drove away a demon with a glance. He clenched his fists. Impossible. He grabbed a passing student. That skill only the pope should be able to use it. Meanwhile, news of the skeleton king spread, causing an uproar. At a high council meeting, Pope Julio announced there was

an issue with the holy water vessel. We are investigating. Is it due To the outsiders? A patriarch asked only partially. The truth was revealed. The holy dragon's barrier was weakening at the Joshua mansion. Kim Yasak read the paper. The invasion weakened the barrier. Since the dragon connects to the royals, the papacy takes no blame. Clever. My grandson reads so well. A surprised voice rang out. His uncle clapped insincerely. Congratulations on your ordination, nephew. Reihua beamed. Our Isaac speaks fluently now. Finally, He can read the skeleton king's cursed letter. The door burst open. Blue cardinal Eliua

entered. Solemn. Good. You're both here. Isaac, could you leave us to talk privately? As Kim Yusak left, Eli wasted no time. Divine art level three absolute soundproofing. Silence enveloped the room. Rely asked. Is the soundproofing art really necessary? Gaul looked equally confused. It's about Isaac, Eli said grimly. During the ordination, I think Isaac was chosen by An evil god. He let the words hang in the air. Clearly, it wasn't an ordinary summons. That symbol has never appeared before. He lowered his voice. Only the pope and the cardinal of gold saw it, and the Pope tried

to kill him. Unless it was an evil god, there's no way he would do that. Gle muttered. If it wasn't an evil god, a realization struck him. Could it be a symbol of the golden faith? The golden faith? Reli shouted. They're obsessed with purity. Gaul Explained. They wouldn't overlook the family summoning one of their gods. Eli nodded. It might even be a god they themselves have never summoned. Isaac definitely did it. Rei exclaimed. No chance, Gaul said flatly, deflating him. Use a holy relic as bait for Shuri, Eli ordered. Goal: Investigate the papal family. If

you do well, Shuri will be rewarded and Isaac will be under special surveillance until his internship begins. Eli clenched his fist. If Isaac Failed, the trial of faith again. The image of an eerie dark priest flashed in their minds. Treason, exile. We must stop that at all costs. Eli gritted out, "You will soon begin your internship." Rei was droning on about the past when Isaac interrupted. "Stop it. It sounds like military service." A trainee whispered earnestly, "do your best. This evaluation determines your future. Oh, right, Isaac replied. Gaul smiled cheerfully. Are you interested in the

Ritual of sacrifice? Isaac gave a sinister smile. Very, especially in executing the skeleton king's subordinates. I'm so happy to see your faith growing. Let me explain the ritual. Go launched into a rambling discourse, getting lost in his own theology. Isaac looked utterly bored. He looks really happy, he thought. He whispered to the demon beside him. Those low-level gods better start praying. I'm going to tear them apart. Misunderstanding completely. Go laughed. Isaac wants to take action himself. That fighting spirit is excellent. The team with the highest score gets the honor of execution. Good luck, Shi. At

the words group project, Isaac froze, his face paling with horror. Go patted his shoulder. I hope you achieve what you desire. Yes, uncle. Isaac said stiffly. There's no other way. He smiled brightly. I'll kill the other teams, then go save my subordinates. Seeing the Innocent smile, go sighed in relief. How could a child like this become a dark priest? Suddenly, a man asked, "By the way, Isaac, which God came to you during the ordination?" Isaac froze. "Ah, in his mind, a dark priest screamed." Destruction. "An unpleasant symbol," Isaac said finally. "Made me want to vomit."

The men pald. An evil god, Go whispered. They quickly backpedalled. "It's fine. Faith is what matters. I don't care." Isaac shrugged. When told The cardinal of gold wanted to meet, he frowned. "What does that guy want now?" Isaac Eshawa. Reli called out, staring at the defiant boy. Suddenly, the door crashed open. Kina Barrett stood there, eyes sharp. I have something to say to you. Rely and the brown-haired man watched tensely as Kina approached. Isaac. Kina grabbed the boy's hand, leaning in close. I thought you were useless. I'm serious, Isaac. Isaac gritted his teeth. You bastard.

Are you Crazy? Do you want to pick a fight? Ka smiled. I realized you've been hiding for 10 years to focus on training, keeping your skills pure from vermin. The consecration ceremony proves you possess extraordinary talent. Isaac stared in horror. I'm starting to get scared. This guy really is crazy. Ka extended his hand. Train with me under my grandfather. We'll step directly into the professional world. Take my hand, Isaac. We'll behead the skeleton king in Front of everyone, and together we will lead this empire. The brown-haired man stood stunned. Is this the papal family's new

way of bullying? No. He looks too serious. The conditions are so good it's giving me goosebumps. Isaac slapped Ka's hand away. Get lost. Ka blinked in astonishment, but the brown-haired man just smirked. That's right. He's always been a lunatic. Kind of tried to press the offer, but Isaac cut him off. I don't care. He pointed at The brown-haired man. If you really want to bring something along, take that thing. He's on a completely different level than you. The brown-haired man raged silently. Ka lost his patience. You have extraordinary talent. Strong enough to drive away a

demon with a glance. A shadow entity whispered in Isaac's ear. I think this bastard just wants to learn that technique from me. Makes me want to do it even less. Isaac pushed Ka back. Get lost. Just imagining The Pope's lessons makes me sick. Ka froze. Did you just say my grandfather is so disgusting he makes you want to vomit? Of course. I want to chop off his head right in. A hand clamped over Isaac's mouth. The force of the arrival made Rely and the others stumble. My grandson is busy. An authoritative voice rang out. Eli

Ashua, the blue cardinal, hoisted the boy onto his shoulder. Don't loiter around him anymore. Kina yelled as Isaac was dragged away. If you play With him, that trash's nature will rub off on you. Eli growled, tightening his grip. Left behind, Ka could only stare in stunned silence. Draped over the shoulder, a venomous vow formed in Kim Yisak's heart. You issuous scum, I will destroy your entire family. Now a new challenge awaited. The pentagonal test. An ordeal supervised by cardinals of the four great faiths, white, gold, blue, and black. Kim Yisak resolved himself. I must pass

this test to become a priest, No matter the cost. Dawning his traininee uniform, he asked, "My teammates are here, right?" He soon realized groups were formed by family ties a setup to incite factional warfare. Nearby, Shuri Eshawa boasted loudly about arranging a team entirely of acquaintances. Yizk smiled slightly, pushing the door open. "I'll whip them into shape, then go rescue my subordinates." He grinned, sensing a presence. "He's here." Instead, a voice Ordered the crowd, "Tie that bastard up." Before Yach could react, he was surrounded. "We heard you're the one who bullied Shuri." Two ring leaders

smirked. Consider this a little game. You'll die if you tell Shuri. Yizak crossed his arms. Trouble. A teenager held out a baby rattle, sneering. Consider this a social gathering. The group burst into mocking laughter. They say he's still a baby, so it must be true. The rattle slammed into the Teenager's face. The blue-haired ring leader gaped as his comrade collapsed, covered in blood. The group screamed, "What the hell? This crazy bastard." Yach calmly picked up the toy. What's important is that we become closer. He flashed a savage smile as the rattle emitted dark energy. "So,

let's get really close, everyone." Amidst desperate screams, Usack raised the rattle like a sacred artifact of punishment. "Surity," Ashua stared at The unbelievable sight. Isaac sitting at top a human pyramid. "Isaac, I'm just asking because I don't understand," Ashua said, bewildered. "You call this a social gathering?" Those crushed beneath the weight cried out, "shuri, save us. He's your little brother." Shi blushed, stammering. "Thanks for playing with my little brother." Then he yelled in despair. What the hell are you thinking? The criterion is unity. Unity? Yizuk asked innocently. Can you see them Forming a pyramid? That's

plenty of unity. They're only surrendering because of your power, you lunatic. Shi screamed. Yuk ignored him and handed over a piece of paper. Whatever. Look at this. Shi skimmed the list, stunned. These are the guys trying to leech off you. They've been draining you for 7 years. Yuck explained. A purple-haired guy argued. Our family has nothing to give you. Are you sure? Yuk cut him off, eyes glowing red. Your limbs are intact. Your organs are fresh. Yach smiled coldly. I don't want anything special. Trash. Just a healthy exchange. So, make sure you work as a

team diligently, innocently, and loyally. He flashed a savage grin. Understood? Understood? A trembling voice replied from below. All right. Social gathering over. The thug scattered like a broken beehive. A brown-haired young man ran after Yuck. What if we fail the assessment? The first criterion is unity. Don't worry, Yuk replied. I have a plan. Follow me, Yisuk gleefully threw open a large cabinet. Look at this. Inside, a candidate was tied and gagged, eyes wide with panic. Tada! Yizuk exclaimed. The brown-haired man grabbed Yizuk's collar. "You crazy bastard. He's a teammate. Our uncle's son. He has a

letter." Yizuk said calmly. "I hereby withdraw from the position of spy." They froze. Yizuk removed the gag, and the brown-haired man knelt before the traitor. "It was Nigel, wasn't it?" The captive sobbed. "I'm sorry. I had no choice. He told me to sabotage the Eshua team by making unreasonable demands, knowing Shuri would accept them. Then came the final truth. Nigel ordered us to attack Isaac as a greeting. Yizoke's eyes gleaned with deadly light. Nigel Sephit. Attacking me wasn't enough. Now he's trying to execute my subordinates. I need to teach him a lesson. Days later, a

shout rang through a luxurious Mansion. You can't do it anymore. Nigel Sephett yelled at his subordinate. What's so hard about being a spy? Why is everyone giving up? We had a social gathering. The subordinate trembled. I couldn't handle it. Furious, Nigel waved his hand. Whatever. Get out of my sight. A female subordinate reassured him. Don't worry. The Ashawa team still has three people loyal to our house. If they turn, the team is doomed. Nigel bit his nails. That brat is getting on my Nerves. I should have killed him long ago. Even his father was interested

in Yuk, which only annoyed Nigel more. Invite him to my house. Don't make me laugh. Nigel stood up abruptly. Everything ends today. He strode forward with a smug smile, certain the team would finally be kicked out. The candidates gathered in the Pentagon of unity while the supervisor pattled on about teamwork. Yayak yawned. But when he heard the first criterion was voting, He froze. Nigel crossed his arms. The rule was insidious. If one person voted against maintaining the team, the whole team failed. His plan was set. The spies in the green team would ensure failure. Yizuk

realized the infiltration as Nigel smirked. The supervisor addressed the room. I will now announce the result. Her gaze focus on the list. Green team. Nigel confidently declared. This team will unanimously maintained. The supervisor announced, "You have passed The Pentagon of Unity test." Yak turned back with a triumphant smile. A panic call echoed from behind. Isaac, wait for me. His teammate caught up, panting. How did you all unanimously pass? Remember the Cardinal of Gold wanting to meet me? Yak asked. I told him to give me a golden elixir first. He did, so I used it to

make a deal with them. The teammate panicked. You gave it to them before the vote. Yach stopped, smiling sinisterly. It's fine. I trust my Teammates. The teammate felt a glimmer of hope. Is he finally becoming a true cleric? Desperate screams shattered that hope. The bullies writhed on the floor. Hey, we did everything you asked. They crawled forward, begging for an antidote. Yusak feigned innocence. Antidote? What's that? He gave a thumbs up. I believe they wouldn't betray me. Was it poison? The teammate cried in despair. I gave them a real golden elixir. Yach replied calmly. 93%

flour, A bit of laxative, and a dust speck of gold. Time for them to pay for sucking Shere dry. Please, we passed the test. The bullies begged. All right, I'll keep my promise. Where did I put it? Yack cheerfully held up a package. Ah, found it. His teammate froze. This crazy bastard. That's a used diaper. As a bully crawled toward it, Shuri Eshua screamed in horror. Suddenly, Nigel Seph kicked the door open. Give me back my subordinates, you bastard. I don't know How you bribe them. But his subordinates transform into demons, charging their former master.

Shuri rushed to block them. Yizak cursed the interference. Yach looked down at the stunned Nigel. I heard you told them humans seek overwhelming power in crucial moments. Nigel gritted his teeth. You're wrong. Their top priority is survival. No one can defy death. Usack smirked, red eyes glowing. Nigel broke into a cold sweat. No way. The murderous aura crushed him. Are those the eyes of a human? In the holy sea, a high-ranking cleric sat at his desk. Enter. 7 days to meet an apprentice. Irritating the aid entered timidly. your eminence. Isaac refuses to come. He also

said, "Next time, send a really big chunk of gold." The cardinal of gold erupted, a murderous aura filling the room. Bring that bastard before me. Meanwhile, Nigel Sephit strode down the hallway seething. He stopped at a group of strangers. "Why Are you loitering around the dormatory?" The group leader replied nervously, cursing his luck at running into the House of Red. Yak appeared, "Why are you late? I need things for the tea party." The servants quickly played along, stammering excuses. Nigel froze, realizing he was trapped in another charade. As the servants turned to leave, Nigel unleashed

a torren of purgatorial hellfire, engulfing one in desperate screams. Standing over the Charred body, Nigel glared at Yach. I have something to say to you. Nigel Sephit sneered, radiating faint divine power. Don't you want to try a fun trial of faith? Shri Yeshua panicked. No, he'll be burned at the stake. At worst, the entire family will be annihilated. Nigel tightened his red sash. I have something convenient that reacts the moment you touch it. Use this. Suddenly, a cold voice cut from the shadows. Isaac Yeshua. Cardinal Barrett stepped Forward, towering over Nigel. I didn't expect you

to refuse my summons just to play games. The Cardinal of Gold's face twisted in rage. Am I a joke to you? He grabbed Nigel by the collar. Do you take me for a fool? Nigel froze. Cardinal Barrett, I didn't expect someone from the House of Red to touch my servants. Nigel spun to look at Kim Yisak. Damn it, he's with Barrett. I apologize. Your eminence. Kim Yusak placed a hand on his chest, feigning innocence. As you can See, young master Nigel here forbade me from associating with the House of Gold. I couldn't respond in time.

Nigel's jaw dropped. When did I ever say that? He scrambled to salvage the situation. And why would a cardinal summon a trainee? That breaks protocol. Kim Yusac covered his mouth and whispered something to the cardinal, then smiled. Well, this is fun. The cardinal turned an icy glare toward Nigel, third son of the House of Red. It seems you have too much free Time. I've overlooked your actions out of respect for your father until now. No, wait, that's not it. I will assign extra tasks to your team from the sanctized. Barrett commanded. Nigel howled in despair.

Now the cardinal told Isaac, come to my quarters. Your eminence, I apologize, Kimach said smoothly. But I must meet the cardinal of Red first. He has also summoned me. The blatant lie left Nigel dumbfounded. The Cardinal of Red just summoned you? Barrett asked suspiciously. That's right, Yach chirped. Nigel broke into a cold sweat. I never told him he was summoned. How did he know? At this rate, Barrett will underestimate me. I have to get out of here. Desperate. Nigel threw an arm around Isach's shoulder. Exactly. I came here to summon Isaac myself. I'll take him.

The cardinal gave him a freezing stare that made Nigel flinch. You have a prior engagement. So be it. Go. Barrett wave a hand dismissively, Then muttered as he walked away. But since you've inconvenienced the House of Gold, expect even more tasks starting tomorrow. Nigel roared in silent fury. He tried to compose himself, but when he turned back, Kim Misak had vanished. "Where did that bastard go?" Nigel yelled. A nearby candidate pointed down the hall. He went to sleep. "Sleep? He says he needs to sleep early to grow quickly." Nigel gritted his teeth. It's only 2:00

in the afternoon. He pounded On the door, but inside Kimach was fast asleep, completely ignoring the noise. 3 days later, the only sound in the hall was the dry squeak of a mop. Nigel Sephit scrubbed the floor, muttering, "Isaacua, I'll kill you." He collapsed, howling. Where was the fairness in cleaning 18 hours a day? He could only complain to his father via the communication orb about his own incompetence. I have to bring that kid to my father, Nigel resolved. I'll Ambush him in the prayer room. 6 hours passed. His patience was running on fumes when

a teammate burst in. "What are you doing? We still have work." As Nigel was dragged away, he yelled, "Wait, I need to see Isaac." Then he froze. In the distance, Kim Yachak stood watching, smiling and waving as his enemy was hauled off in despair. Isach laughed. Another candidate approached, taunting. "Cruel. Did you come just to provoke him?" "It's fun," Isak replied. The shadow entity asked why the Cardinal of Red was necessary. "Because Cardinal Barrett will never give us the king rank," Isach explained. The talent rankings appeared from the irreplaceable king down to the worthless skeleton.

The shadow cursed. "If Barrett gives us skeleton rank, we're expelled. He just wants me dead." His companion dropped a bomb. Your mother was engaged to Cardinal Barrett. Yach froze. His father had stolen the cardinal's fianceé. He Flinched as his shadow entity poked its head out of a paper bag. Ally with the cardinal of red to restrain Barrett, the friend urged. The plan was simple. Ensure Barrett's faction passed the red faction's test to create an implicit alliance. "Yes, this works," Yik thought. A bloody hand clamped over his mouth. His teammate turned bewildered. "Huh? What did you

just say?" He sat alone in the silent prayer room. Isaac. In a magnificent chamber, the cardinal Of gold heard a knock. He granted entry and the door exploded in fire. Yak emerged from the smoke. Greetings, kidnapper. Are you well? He sneered. You act refined, yet you send servants to snatch me. Insolent brat. I have something to discuss. Oh, I'm sure. Yizak cut in. Summon me because I've been ignoring you. Isaac Joshua, the cardinal stated sternly. I wish to adopt you into the golden family. Yach stood stunned. Adopted? Anger flared. Is this A game? A scheme

to suppress the Joshua family. No tricks, the cardinal said. Leave the Joshua. Join the Barretts. Yak grew suspicious. Is it because the fake skeleton king called me a saint? He dismissed it. What do I get if I become your son? The cardinal smiled knowingly. A brat negotiating. We will give you everything the Joshua family cannot. Yach laughed contemptuously. The Joshua family lacks nothing. I hear they're trying to confine you. Yach stiffened. The cardinals voice echoed over the image of a kneeling acolyte. The Vatican demands restraint. The Golden family does not. We will support everything you

wish to do. Yak narrowed his eyes. Not enough. Unless you make me the next head of the Barrett family. The cardinal paused. I thought you aim to be a saint. Now you want the papacy, too. Joining my faction would be advantageous. I am a man of the Vatican regardless. Offered territory, gold, tax exemptions, and Status. Yach finally nodded. I'll consider it. Excellent. We begin immediately. Wait, don't tell the Joshua family yet. All right. Yach grinned. I will keep the secret myself. Down the corridor, another candidate froze, having overheard everything. He screamed. The cardinal's shadow loomed

behind him. He collapsed, trembling, then scrambled up. "I didn't hear anything." He shrieked, fleeing. The cardinal watched him go, unconcerned, Then walked away coldly. Yak's opinion meant nothing. "I only said I'd think about it," Yasak thought. "Never that I'd go there," Isaac retorted with a smug look. "Even if I die, I will not join the papal family." "Even if you die," the cardinal pressed. That's right, the cardinal gritted his teeth, anger flaring at the boy's stubbornness. You're exactly like your mother. From your appearance to your way of speaking, he growled, smiling sinisterly. He Threatened that

a single word from him could excommunicate Isaac and destroy his future. Grabbing the boy by the collar, the cardinal snarled. "You know that, yet you still dare to speak this way." Unfazed, Isaac smirked. "Then I will create a country that needs neither priests nor popes. Why would a nation need two leaders? It will be my country regardless." The cardinal stammered, stunned. You? What the hell are you? Isaac's demeanor instantly brightened. To defeat the skeleton king, you need at least this much courage, don't you? He smiled casually. Let's just pretend I never heard your adoption offer.

It would be better for you, too. As the cardinal held him back, Isaac leaned in, whispering. But thanks to you, I'm even more interested now. I wonder what happened at the investature ceremony. What could have happened to make them want to adopt the direct heir of a rival family? The question struck the cardinal Like a hammer. Isaac pulled back with a triumphant smile. I'm sure the people of the empire are incredibly curious, too. Maybe. Meanwhile, at the Joshua mansion, a voice echoed in disbelief. He passed the five-point unison. Eli Yeshua roared. Why did Isaac do

that? He was supposed to fail. He turned away, muttering, "Damn it. It seems my faith isn't strong enough." He knelt helplessly. Raising the holy chalice, he prayed, "Praise be to God, my lord." Before his rage flared again, "Get out, my grandson. Get out." Benjamin Joshua, the second son, watched in confusion. Reeli, what happened to the family while I was away? He gave a forced, sarcastic laugh. Since when did they start using the Vatican's faith to curse others? When asked if Isaac was a troublemaker, Reli Yeshua immediately defended him. The boy is very kind, innocent, polite,

and intelligent. He tried to explain though their father continued muttering Curses. "I think father is just too worried about his grandson. It's good that a child with inheritance potential has appeared," Benjamin mused, but I feel strangely uneasy. Eli still couldn't believe it. Why hadn't the blessing worked? Really? watching him secretly thought it looked more like a curse. Even so, Rei said, "I understand that child now holds great significance for grandfather." Just then, Leah Joshua returned. "Greetings, family head Uncle," she asked curiously. "But how did he pass unison?" She received only a curt silence. "The papal

family is showing excessive interest in Isaac," Eli said, his voice low with concern. "He's too outstanding for his investature to be delayed." Reali thought anxiously. A heavy, suffocating atmosphere settled over the three men. Benjamin suddenly noticed an envelope. Father, who sent that letter? Eli sighed mournfully. It's from your fourth Brother. He looked at his sons coldly. It belongs to your older brother. Reli was stunned. Nol. He sent a letter. The letter's arrogant content pierced the patriarch's pride like a knife. Eli growled. This is why we need to re-educate Isaac. If you don't think Isaac is

capable enough, Rei, then you will be the next patriarch. But the boy passed the harmony test. Benjamin tried to appease him. Perhaps there's still hope. The mechanical bird in Eli's hand Suddenly shrieked. Nonsense. Hope my ass. It transformed into the fire spirit. Shillac. What's wrong, Shellac? Eli asked calmly. That bastard is going around using his rattle drum to hit other kids. Shellac accused furiously. Benjamin sighed. That's Isaac for you. Rei was speechless. The boy had even poisoned and blackmailed his teammates to pass the test. As Eli tried to calm himself, Shere Yeshua rushed in. Cardinal

Barrett has requested to adopt Isaac. Deadly silence filled the room. Benjamin quickly defended, "Father, Isaac is a Yeshua. There's no way he would desert us." Shuri stammered, revealing Isaac's answer. He said, "Excellent. What did he do to trick Isaac?" Rely grabbed Shuri, roaring. Nearby servants whispered, "Money will solve it." Eli's furious voice rang out. "His grandfather is standing right here, and they dare steal my kin." The patriarch's killing intent filled the Room. A treasure chest creaked open, gold glittering inside. Onlookers gasped. All from the Barrett family. A candidate murmured. Just for Isaac. So the rumors

about his ties to the Pope are true. Isaac thought. Compensation. Hush money. He eyed the gold. Mind racing with schemes. Then a candidate raised a banner to Joshua. Isaac of the Azure faith. Isaac froze. Gold is fine, but what is that? Why? A messenger handed him a letter. The patriarch sent This. That stingy old man sweat beating. Isaac cracked the seal. Inside was an image of Eli Yeshua making a heart symbol with a caption. You are one of us. Isaac recoiled in horror. Why are they doing this to me? Suddenly, a figure materialized, startling the

crowd. Isaac flinched. Leah Yeshua. He palded, trembling as he spotted the matriarch beside her. The matriarch too? What? Panic set in. Damn it, Melissa. Do you know how hard I tried to avoid you? He grabbed two candidates scanning for an exit. A brown-haired candidate shook Isaac. Wow, looks so real. That video is from the communication orb, right? Isaac punched him in the face. You bastard. You scared the hell out of me. He snarled. I thought she was really here. An authoritative voice echoed from the orb. You must be Isaac. Melissa Ashawa's projection smiled. I heard

you've grown quickly. So, you truly defeated the skeleton king's curse. I'm impressed. Isaac exhaled. Good thing it's just a projection. If she met me directly, she'd know I'm the skeleton king. I heard you were recently abducted by his forces. Melissa continued, eyes sharp and cold. You must have suffered. Elsewhere, a green-haired woman called out, "Isaac." Kim Isach froze. "No way. Can she sense it through the orb?" The woman turned on a nearby young man, radiating hostility. "Why do I sense Isaac's power on you?" Kimach pieced it Together. "It's because I swallowed the skeleton king's finger

10 years ago." He snapped back to reality as Melissa and Leah suddenly materialized in the flesh. Melissa smiled at the young man who had swallowed the finger. "Ah, I heard from Ri. Isaac can't be here anyway." Kim Yusak gritted his teeth nearby. Nigel Sephic grumbled to his companion about the Saintis' presence. Melissa walked straight to him because I am interested in you, third son of House Red. As she Exposed his failures and invisible force knocked Nigel to the ground. While Nigel reeled, Leah stuck her tongue out at a stunned Kim Yizak. Melissa turned to him.

"Anyway, I've prepared a special reward." Kim Yusak's eyes lit up. "A gift? Money. The reward was a nightmare. My ultimate technique. The one that defeated even the skeleton king. The boy gaped in horror at the priceless gift. Humiliated, Nigel roared as his teammates dragged him away. The Green-haired woman watched the crowd gaze hardening. This won't do. Suddenly, Melissa's voice rang out directed at a kneeling applicant. Do you think I would tolerate you poisoning your teammates? Molech, a spy and son of a fallen count, spoke up. Saintis, I must speak about Kim Yizak. His rights should

be revoked. He adopted a sinister expression, then switched to fain tears. Kim Yusac gave us poison to pass the harmony test. The accusation hung in the hall. Molech Sobbed, playing to the crowd. A saint applicant using poison. Melissa looked genuinely confused. She was horrified by the accusation. While Kim Isak stood behind her, indifferent. In the crowd, Nigel Sephett whispered, "Excellent. Get him out and I'll put you on my team immediately." The green-haired woman called out, "Kimach." He flinched. Melissa's demeanor shifted instantly. "Do you think poison alone is enough?" she growled, leaving Molech bewildered. It's ineffective

for improving spiritual power. You did a terrible job. Moolik frantically grabbed her hand. Wait, Saint Kim Yach really beat us black and blue. Melissa turned to lecture Yach. Remember, hitting the flesh does no good. Next time, break their bones. She prepared to demonstrate on herself, but Leah stopped her. No, please. You'll kill the child. Mollik screamed. Leah extended a hand toward the terrified spy. Want a hand? I can break them Cleanly in one go. Her smile was terrifyingly radiant as Mollik's shriek echoed. Yisak stepped in. No need. I'll handle it. Melissa watched in silence as

he leaned down to the cowering spy. You should have listened when I threatened you. Yak grabbed his collar. From now on, you are my meat shield and my servant. Mulik cursed under his breath. The Joshua family is full of lunatics. In a sunlet room within a magnificent building, Yisak Scratched his head. Kim Yach, do you want to become the family head? Yeah, sure. Melissa press, what will you do if you succeed? Eliminate the saintes. Moolik screamed, but Yisak clamped a hand over the spies mouth. The boy declared confidently, "I will defeat the skeleton king." He

turned to the matriarch. "You should also give up being a saintist grandma." Leah was stunned. Melissa merely pondered his audacity, then smiled mysteriously. "No, I committed a sin that no one should commit." Flashback. Young Leah holds a wooden sword, listening to Melissa speak of a once in a millennium chance to kill the skeleton king. However, I couldn't do it, Melissa said, stroking the child's head. Back in the present, she finished. Even so, God did not forgive me. Because of me, the Joshua family is cursed. That is the burden I must bear. What sin did you

commit? Isach pressed. Melissa only smiled. Leah quickly Defended her. I'm sure she had her reasons. Melissa stood and presented a box. Yach, this is why I wanted to see you. Inside lay the saints rosary. Yach realized its significance immediately, the only one of its kind in the world. Suddenly, a silver-haired man appeared, smiling smuggly as if wondering why she had given the artifact away. I stored my power in it because I heard your attack spells were too weak, he explained, winking. Use it or you won't survive. I Will soon come to the Holy Kingdom to

teach you how to defeat the skeleton king. Get lost, Yak snapped. Never show your face here again. The vision vanished. I should go too, Melissa announced and left the room. Alone now, Yisak jumped. When Leah appeared behind him, she scrutinized him. Ye, tell me. You have a manicor, don't you? He froze, cold sweat breaking out. How did she know? Even Melissa missed it. He considered eliminating her until she Mumbled. Could I have been wrong? Yach sees the opening. What's inside there is the manicor from the building outside. He feigned awkwardness. Ah, yes, the manicor. That's

right. Holding manticor in hand. He lied. I forgot I couldn't absorb it immediately. Tried to break the seal with a spell, but it failed. Leah bought it and unclasped her necklace. This can break the seal. Yak gaped, accepting the artifact while rejoicing inwardly. Amazing. Not only Does she know about manicores, she knows how to break the seal. Leah smiled gently. I understand you're trying to revive the family techniques. She pressed on. So, after eliminating the Saintes, what's the plan? Yak's eyes sparkled like coins. Become a rich unemployed bum. Leah burst into giggles. Melissa laughed loudly,

waving goodbye. See you when your internship ends. Overwhelmed by her aura, Yio thought, "She's definitely not an ordinary Person." Her escort stood sternly beside her. "My lady, let's return." He guided her toward the magnificent carriage, but held her back, voice lowered in worry. That necklace helps unlock the family's secret arts. "I know," Melissa replied curtly, stepping inside. "The knight remained uneasy. It's an heirloom. The direct lineage wants it." Melissa smiled meaningfully. "If someone takes it from the boy, he's not as talented as I thought." When he worried about Isaac Becoming family head, she shrugged, "Better

that than him going to the Holy Sea." Moments earlier, Yizio had grandly declared, "Eliminate the Saintes. I will defeat the skeleton king." Making Leah laugh sarcastically. "Yes, go ahead, Isaac." In reality, Yizio was just drooling over the treasure. Eyes turned to currency symbols. The scene shifted to an ancient mansion submerged in torrential rain. "My lord, young master Goel, long time no see." A joyful voice Echoed. Golshua greeted the elderly woman coldly. How is Joshua? Still a pile of trash as usual. Gaul smirked. Hypocrites. Honestly, I'm afraid I'll grow attached. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened. Intuition struck.

Something happened at the investature ceremony. A gruesome image flashed in his mind. The priest in charge of Isaac found dead in the monster forest. "Bad enough to eliminate the witness," he muttered. "And the Barrett family wants to adopt Isaac unless they've gone mad," he gritted his teeth. Too many anomalies and digging deeper could be lethal. I want to rest. Don't come in. He slammed the door alone in the dark. He scoffed. Attached. Me who handed the Joshua family rights to Cardinal Barrett. He admitted he had been too close once but bitterly felt no kinship in

this damn house. Now determined to find the truth, Gaul entered the family's secret information archives. Gaul flipped Through the records. Isaac Joshua, the invested one. Finally, he found it. Here, Isaac Joshua, the mark of the god the boy chose. Realization struck and he froze. Everything is. A divine light exploded in Gaul's mind. Everything is with me. The greatest god. He slammed the notebook shut. So that's it. That's why the papal family did this. Gaul rushed out. This wasn't about the holy sea anymore. It was about the Barrett family survival. He clenched his fist. No, this

is a matter of survival for the entire empire. Elsewhere, a trainy uniform lay discarded amidst a pile of treasures. Kim Jessic asked, "Is this money enough to find a weapon to destroy the binding orb?" The shadow entity pointed to a glowing stone. The problem is the anti-demon stone. It's immune to all energy. Kim Jak war roared. They turned my subordinates binding orb into an anti-demon stone. Crazy bastards. He sighed sitting on the bed. According to Leah, this should release the seal. He eyed the blue pendant. He'd never seen anything like it. As the objects touched,

he exclaimed, "It's opening." Dark energy surged from the mana core. Eat. The shadow entity lunged. Dark magic engulfed the room as the subordinate devoured the core. Overjoyed, Kim Jac sensed the mana was enough to upgrade his rank. He could use higher level spells. Now he burst into insane laughter, reveling in the power, And the shadow roared with him. The laughter died abruptly. He stared at his hand. It was stripped to white bone. What is this? He screamed. Silence followed. He slumped onto the bed, exhausted, raising the skeletal limb. This damn skeleton again. He gritted his

teeth. The skeleton king's curse. The power reversing life and death was resurfacing. "My body has countless blessings. It won't be easily devoured," he reassured himself. But the sudden Mana spike had broken the balance between divine power and the curse. "Praying would take too long. Relics were wasteful. It can't be helped," he decided. I'll use the Pentagon, the red challenge. A heretical test to drastically boost divine power. Chuckling, he wrapped his hand in bandages. Just have to keep it hidden until then. Hey, Isaac. Another candidate burst in, panicked. What are you doing? This is bad. Kim

Jak froze, But the boy was suspicious. Why were you laughing alone? Creepy. And why hide your hand? Are you hurt? Kim stammered, but the boy lunged. Let me see. He ripped the bandages away. Bones. Are those bones? Master, erase his memory. The shadow yelled. Too risky. The boy stared, stunned. Could it be? Your rotten morality is because of this decaying body. Kim Jess blinked at the pity in the boy's eyes. You should have said something. Everyone thinks you're Evil because of this. The boy recalled the Joshua family history. Talent always came with defects. Just like

that ancestor. Or should I just kill him? Kim thought. The boy grabbed him. Tell grandpa. He can treat you. You'll die young. Kim Jess lean into the act. He couldn't let his identity leak. Don't tell Grandpa or the uncles. He clased his skeletal hands, figning innocence. I don't want to worry them. Besides, the Pentagon is more important, he declared Grandly. I want to personally execute the skeleton king's minions before I die. The other boy stood speechless, moved to tears. Kim Jessek. He turned to leave, dropping a tempting line. Don't worry, I won't die so easily.

The new friend took the bait. There's a way to live. Tell me. Seizing the moment, Kim Jak turned back with a sinister smile. His red eyes glowed. I need you to deliver something to the cardinal of the red faction. 20 days later, a furious Shout echoed in the great hall. Isaac, you devil. Haggarded candidates listed their grievances. One almost died from a bathroom bomb. Another found poison gas in their pillow, and a third had poisoned food. Meanwhile, the culprit, Kim Jzak, innocently munched on bread. "Don't they like my training plan?" Enraged, a candidate held up

a target list. "These are absurd ways to die." "Those are your goals," Jess replied calmly. He stood and pointed at a pile Of large sacks. "Now put these on." The group was bewildered to find they were heavy sandbags. "We're priests, not knights," they protested. "Do you want us to train physically?" Jess explained they needed to prepare for the upcoming Pentagon test. "The next test is intelligence," someone retorted. Oh, he admitted casually, pulling on weighted gloves. I swapped the order. The next test is the red Pentagon, a physical one. He raised a fist happily. Our Project

will be different. The group stood speechless. Stop chatting, Jess ordered. Grab a sandbag. We're running 50 laps around the field. A brown-haired candidate growled. Nonsense. How can you change the order? And 50 laps? You're crazy. Jess held up a scroll. Oh, I misspoke. He grinned terrifyingly. 100 laps. He bared his teeth, gritting out each word. If we don't get first place, you'll regret it. From a distance, his shout echoed. Run, you bastards. After The session, an exhausted candidate threw off his gear. Damn it, forget it. We don't need to try this hard. In the lounge,

another lamented. Two kings are enough. We already have one. The blue pentagon will surely give us the next. Jess grabbed him by the collar. Are you kidding? We need at least five. Friends held back a blonde boy who shouted, "Red and yellow will never give us a king. Besides, the next test is yellow. Why train like this?" Another added, "The Order is an imperial tradition. Who gave you permission to mess with it?" Just then, a candidate rushed in, panting. News: The next test is the Red Pentagon. The group was stunned. The Red Cardinal spoke with

the yellow cardinal and change the order. Horror set in. The Red Pentagon is one-on-one combat. If we fail this, we fail the entire program. They all turned to Kim Jess. Now that the next test has been decided, Jess stood with crossed arms and a sinister Smile. Can we start training now? Days later at the Royal Training Center, the atmosphere was heavy as lead. Niser Zep grumbled, "Damn it, I can't believe father listened to Isaac." Nearby, his father, Leon Zep, mused. Isaac said he'd show me something interesting. Now it's a team battle. Despite the change, Naiser

smirked. Whatever. Why worry about the blue team led by Shuri Joshua? He was certain the combat specialized red house would never lose to such a Weak team. Charge. Naser rallied his teammates, rushing into the arena. We'll deal with them in a flash. But as they entered, their smiles froze. In the stands, red cardinal Leon Zepit frowned. "Huh?" Opposite them. The blue team emerged. Accompanying Kim Jessic was none other than Kina Beerrett. Jessok explained innocently. "My cup bearer had a stomach ache." He grinned, pointing at Kina. "Luckily, I found a replacement. It's just training, so it

should be Fine, right?" Niser Zepit froze his face. Amidst the murmurss of the crowd, Kenabir stepped forward, radiating the power of a high-ranking priest. Leon Zepit turned to the Cardinal of Gold. "This has gone too far," Leon said. "Why did you put Kina on the blue team?" He stopped, realizing the cardinal looked just as bewildered. Flashback. Kim Yusac offers Kina a deal. If I clean up the small fry, will you teach me a powerful technique? Present. Niser Zepit stood Watching, betrayal written on his face. "This is cheating," he roared. "She's not a trainee. Why is

a highle individual interfering?" Kina answered coldly. I refused the promotion. I gave up my privileges to remain a trainee like Isaac Joshua. The stadium froze. Kina looked to the referee. Well, have you made a decision? The referee wiped sweat from his brow. Kina Beer is officially still a lowranking priest. She hasn't taken the Pentagon test. There are no rules prohibiting her participation. Nonsense. Naser yelled behind him. Kim Yak gloated. Niser gritted his teeth. Damn it. The team can't beat Kenna and we still have to face Isaac. It's a guaranteed loss. on the blue team. Captain

Shi, Joshua trembled. If it's a one-on-one match between captains, we might win. Yusak noticed the shaking and grinned. What's wrong? Need to take a dump? I told you to go beforehand. Shuri wasn't laughing. You should be the captain. We only made it this far thanks to you. Shi grabbed Yak's collar. Desperation exploding. Class president, skipping grades, high scores, passing harmony. It was all thanks to you, not me. Yak removed Shri's hands. I teach well, but not everyone can keep up. You managed it. He glanced at the enemy. Niser isn't weak, but if you're right, taking

down that red head won't be hard. Yach suddenly beamed, cutting Shi off. Oh, by the way, His face twisted into a demonic grin. If you lose, I'll be the first to stab you, you bastard. Shri stammered. Huh? Understood. Loud speaker. 5 minutes until start. Both teams prepare for battle. In the stands, a girl with a green ribbon watched anxiously. Young Master Isaac. Beside her, a silver-haired man frowned. Hina is with them, but this is disadvantageous for both Isaac and Shuri. He glared at the opponents. Those bastards from House Red. They've already used the destruction spell

on the field. The child-sized Yeach smiled wickedly, straining as if gripping invisible chains. Hey, hey, not yet. Wait. A purple aura enveloped his team. Up in the stands, the man gasped. Is that Azure's holy spell? The girl nodded. The holy spell spirit uplift. Isaac asked me to teach it to him. They recoiled in horror as the blue team charged like wild beasts. How can that be spirit Uplift? It's only supposed to boost morale. They look like monsters. Yizak smirked. My secret unknown to the priesthood. Spirit uplift plus herbal doping. He roared the name beastification. He

surveyed his army. I've prepped their bodies for this. Time to make the most of it. Colossal magic circles glowed in the arena center. Yach smiled slightly. Has it begun? Brilliant pink light erupted from the formation. Energy surging to its peak. From the Ground, a terrifying power surged. The crowd roared. Oh, that's a colossal statue emerged. A voice echoed. The guardian deity of House Red, the god of justice. A red team member yelled, "Pray. Pray for the red god's blessing." Nearby, a teammate of Kim Yusak clased his hands. "We have to win." Suddenly, Shuri Joshua lunged

like a phantom, striking the statue's chest. It shattered, debris raining onto the horrified blue team. Kimac wore an Innocent face. "Ah, I didn't mean to." The statue's head exploded. Isaac, a teammate shook his sack hard. Haven't you kicked that habit yet? Stop getting physical. A red team member screamed. Isaac Joshua beheaded the red god's statue. An opponent rushed forward, grabbing his collar. Isaac Joshua. Kina Barrett yelled. You broke a god's statue. How? Her shock turned to curiosity and she clung to him. What spell was that? Teach me. Usack glanced Coldly. So what? In the stands,

a supporter prayed with a smile. Aside from the gold god, all others are worthless. Oh, gods, save this one, too. An opponent grabbed Yach, laughing. Isaac, you bastard. You've tested the limits of this training ground. His teammate nudged him. You have to apologize, Isaac. Uh, I'm very sorry. Above, two cardinals observed the chaos. Leon Sepette smiled sinisterly. Troublesome, unpredictable child. It'll Be fun to break him. The blonde cardinal retorted. Isn't the problem with the red family? You allowed a statue to be destroyed by a mere trainee. Check your faith first. I won't touch Isaac. The

air grew taught, killing intent clashing. Leon Sept suppressed his rage. Little snake, it would be too much to start a heresy trial over trainee. A voice cut through the tension. Proceed with the Pentagon. Niser seep flinched at the mental command. This is an order, Niser. He looked up at the balcony to his father's cold eyes. The cruel order followed, shrouded in dark energy. Turn Isaac Joshua into a [ __ ] The referee shouted. The rules for Red's Pentagon are simple. Find the real necklace among the fakes. First team to find it wins. Yach's teammate mumbled.

The captain chooses the holder permanently. That choice is critical. Niser seep rallied his team. Three ways to find it. One, capture the captain and force a Confession. Two, deduction. Three, subdue the enemy and take every necklace. Distribute the necklaces, the referee called. Niser gathered his team, seeing their worry. Relax. It's just the Azure family. Shri Joshua trembled. I want to resign as captain. You grabbed his collar. What are you doing? Hand out the necklaces. Niser sneered. Shuri is weak. It's a piece of cake. We only need to worry about Kina. The red team agreed disdainfully.

They only know how to hunt Monsters. Idiots. The referee raised his hand. Begin. The red team charged, but the blue team froze in horror. Kim Yisak had already launched himself forward, laughing savagely. He thought with morbid delight. A test where I can legally beat up these disgusting priests. Shuri. Joshua stammered. Is is that really a human face? Niser shouted oblivious. Don't be afraid. Their code of honor prevents an attack. Usack smiled provocatively. Come on, trainy Priests. He swung a massive spiked flail and roared. Bring out your captain. A single attack sent the red team flying.

A priestess stared, stunned. What was that? I thought their code of honor. Kimac stepped forward. Bring out your captain. He licked his weapon. Do that and you live. Another voice from the blue team echoed the cry. Niser seepet scrambled back as his teammates fell. Someone help. A blue commander shouted, "Hold formation. Don't retreat." Kenna Barrett sees the opening and charged. Stop them. A red member yelled. Another warned, "It's a faint." Naiser, "Look out." Naiser watched the approach, smirking. "Just as I thought. You're amazing, Kina." He raised his voice, but too shallow. I see right through

you. A magical vortex snapped around Kina. A duplication spell. She realized. Niger pointed. Capture her. The red team charged, but a highle binding spell slammed down, freezing their formation. Kina clicked her tongue. Saved, but still trapped in Niser's vortex. An invisible surge erupted, knocking Ner down. He scrambled up, eyes wild, smile crazed. Get them. The blue team, eyes bloodshot with berserk power, tore through their opponents. Niser dodged, shouting, it's just a beastification trick, only a slight buff. In another corner, Shuri Joshua trembled as he was backed against a wall. Found you, Shuri. Niser roared, fist

glowing red. I'll Take an arm as a souvenir. In the stands, a woman screamed, "Reali, that spell is, lookout." Shi sweated, gritting his teeth. "Damn it," Yakach's voice echoed in his mind. "It's okay, Shi. Just listen." Flashback. Niser will try for a duel. Yach had said, "He's always looked down on you. Present." Shri's gaze hardened. Niser laughed, striking. "It's over, fool." Shri's eyes flared blue. Energy erupted, deflecting the blow. "Shi!" Reli shouted from the Stands. Yizak smiled. Smug. "Yes, that's right." Shi grabbed Nzer's collar. Prove you haven't gotten weaker. You're the fool. Niser froze. Huh?

Shi threw him over his shoulder, slamming him into the arena floor. The ground spiderwebed on impact. Naser lay motionless in the rubble, eyes vacant. Shuri roared, rage unquenched. Do you know why the Azure technique is forbidden on humans? He panted over Naiser. Because it only works on demons. No, Shuri answered the Silence. Because the human body cannot withstand that power. The arena went quiet, save for their heavy breathing. Shuri gritted his teeth. From the stands, Reli yelled, "Never." Shi finished the sentence shouting, "Underestimate Azure." He stood tall, reclaiming his pride. The crowd watched, stunned. Only

Kina Barrett narrowed her eyes. He wasn't this strong before. A mysterious energy enveloped Shuri. Isach crossed his arms, smirking. Finish him Off. But Shi hesitated. Now the necklace. Hey. Isach's voice snapped in his head. Do it properly. Finish him. All right, I'll do it. Niser pleaded from the floor. Shuri grabbed his collar. Niser seep it. Tell me where the necklace is. Niser looked bewildered. Not. Niser seepet sneered maintaining his arrogant demeanor. Do you think a future heir would confess after an interrogation like this? Shuri Joshua tore at his hair screaming. Confess. You Bastard. Please. It's

the only way you'll get out of here alive. Suddenly, his tone dropped to a growl. Shut up. As the successor, I've mastered every cruel punishment there is. Shuri raised his foot over his prone opponent. Naser's confidence shattered. "Wait! Hey, wait!" A terrible crunch echoed. Niser only had time to register extreme pain before the impact. "What was that horrifying sound?" a spectator screamed. Indignation spread through the crowd as Shuri ground his teeth, maintaining the brutal act. Hidden in a corner, Kimmy Sack crossed his arms, smiling with chilling satisfaction as Nzer's screams filled the arena. In the

stands, a red-haired man shut his eyes in pain. Shur's voice cut through like a curse. "I told you to confess." Niser's teammates couldn't stand it. They roared and charged. "Shi, you bastard. Niser Kina Barrett blocked their path." "No," she declared coldly. "None of you are Going anywhere." She tapped her foot and a massive circle of holy power erupted. The enemy purge spell activated, binding the red team in paralyzing streams of light. A blinding explosion followed, instantly neutralizing them. Crumpled on the floor, Nisa realized the truth. Those bastards, they pretended to be caught. Shuri looked down,

ready to take the necklace. Amidst the defeated, Kim Ysak stood tall. The losers realized with horror. He planned all of this. Yach smiled triumphantly. Everything was in his palm. A terrified opponent screamed. You did all this just to force Niser to confess. Hell never talk. What are you talking about? Yak asked innocently. He turned his back, voice cold. All of you know where the necklace is, too. Yak's elder ring began to glow. Now then, panic sees Shuri Joshua. Hey, hey, wait. I'll tell you. I'll tell you where it is. It was too late. Let's begin.

Isach roared. He swung his spiked Mace, draining power from enemies and teammates alike. Moments later, he held up a red gemstone necklace. Found it. Team Azure wins. The declaration echoed over the defeated. Kim Yusak held up his prize while his teammates stared in awe at the display of power. The crowd erupted. Amazing. Go Faith of Azure. In the stands, Rei clenched his fist. Well done, Isaac Shuri. As expected of the youngest priest representing the empire, a voice rang out. The crown prince Chabi Elkfreak Hela stepped forward. Grant the victors a worthy gift. Reli hurried to

bow. I greet the son of the empire. You have excellent nephews. Chabi smiled. I wish to give them priestly uniforms. Really suggested. Would that be acceptable? Of course. Chabi agreed, then added. When I send the tailor, may I accompany them? Reli faltered at the request. My prince, they are merely apprentices. Why? Ah, right. Consider this a small gift. Chabi placed a hand On Reli's shoulder, his tone turning serious. Tell your youngest nephew to leave the golden pentagon. He leaned in, whispering a deadly warning. The Pope is trying to kill Isaac. Remember that. Reli froze. Meanwhile,

in the waiting hall, a servant called out to Kim Yizak. Back in the stands, Reli bowed to the departing prince. Despite the threat, his conviction remained unshaken. Isaac will be fine. He recalled his nephew's confident smile. Elsewhere, the Contestants buzzed. Did you hear? The crown prince is giving us clothes. While others celebrated the honor, Kim Sack sat on the throne, looking bored. Hey, he called to Kina Barrett. Aren't you going home? Kina sipped her tea, smirking. The test is over. I don't need you anymore. Just then, her servant rushed in. My lady, you must go.

The patriarch is looking for you. No. She sat down her teacup with a clatter. Ken looked the servant in the eye and lied Through her teeth. You were the one who told me to transfer to House Azure. The butler and maid stood stunned. When did I say that? He stammered. Last night, Kina replied curtly. Kim Misak interjected, snapping at the butler. Who gave you the right to decide? She'd become an azure priest. Cornered, the butler stood frozen, sweating profusely. Anyway, I've accepted the offer, so I'm staying. Kina declared. Tell father I won't be coming home

for a while. The Azure team joined in to chase the servants away. Once things settled, Kina eyed. Yesterday, he definitely used a spell on Shuri. What kind of power was that? Meanwhile, Yak brooded the crown prince gifting clothes. It was a declaration of ownership. Despite the servant's departure, Yisak wasn't keen on keeping her. "No need. Get lost," he said bluntly. Kina refused to back down. She threw herself onto the floor, whining. "Make me. Drag me out yourself. I've already used you. Go." When she stubbornly insisted he keep his promise. Yach smirked. "Fine, I'm cancelling. I

already have a disciple much more obedient than you." He pointed at Shuri Joshua sitting nearby. Obviously, I'm talking about Shi. The group paused in confusion. Him? You mean he's better than me? Kina stomped her foot. Pride wounded. Shi jumped up. Why are you dragging me into this? Depends on how you perform. Yach shrugged. While a Confrontation brewed between Kina and poor Shuri, the atmosphere in the sanctus ballroom was starkly different. Students whispered, stunned by the lavish banquet reserved for the winners. Rei raised his wine glass full of doubt. I don't believe Isaac's team came in

first. How did the Holy Sea score this? You must be pleased Azure won your eminence. Cardinal Leon Sept approached with a loaded greeting. Long time no see, sir Rei. I hear you're about to Reach level 9. Rei frowned at the backhanded compliment. Impressive for your age, but the Azure patriarch must have a headache. Leyon continued. He leaned in, grabbing Reli's hand. The only suitable heir is limited by time, and even if not for your lifespan, isn't the role too much for you? The cardinal twisted the knife. After all, you can't have children. Reli's face darkened.

They know about the Joshua family's curse. He forced a calm facade. It's Fine. I have no intention of becoming patriarch. His train of thought cut short as Lyon headed toward his nephew. As long as he doesn't harm Isaac. Leyon towered behind the boy who was happily eating. Isaac. A teammate shook Yak's shoulder. Damn it. Why bother me while I'm eating? Yak swallowed, looking up with an annoyed expression. Yes, sir. Leon narrowed his eyes. What is this interesting thing you intend to show me? Yak blinked innocently. Oh, haven't you Seen it yet? He flashed a provocative

smile. It was I who crushed your son. Did you enjoy watching? A teammate clamped a hand over Isach's mouth in terror. Why say that to the Crimson family? Isach pushed the hand away indifferently. So what? Leon Sepit smirked, his gaze sharp. Well, I had high hopes for the Azure family. It seems you've also learned an interesting skill. He narrowed his eyes. I sensed dark magic on you. Kim Yes chuckled. Perhaps you've forgotten that I ate a piece of the skeleton king as a child, sir. He didn't stop there. If the destruction of your son wasn't

entertaining enough, shall I continue the fun at the Golden Pentagon? The declaration stunned his teammates. One stammered, "Are you going to fight the gold cardinals son next while another clutched his head in despair?" Kim smiled, revealing his true demand. "I want to see the demons respond to the Skeleton king's call. Give me the keys to their prison." Leon Sebed's face darkened. He turned to walk away. I can give you the keys once you return successfully, but is that truly possible? He threw back a parting curse. All of you will vanish in the golden pentagon. Kim

frowned, muttering, "What the hell is that bastard talking about now?" Just then, a team member rushed in. "Everyone, we have a mission for the Golden Pentagon. It's an expedition." Leon Sepa's voice echoed from the doorway, dripping with sarcasm. "Aren't you curious where you'll be sent?" He dropped the name like a bomb. "It's Craiandia, the Mystic Empire. A teammate sprang up. They want us to go to a country that's always waiting to kill priests. It's right next to demon territory. Are they insane?" Another screamed in panic. That place is the domain of a high-ranking demon that

devoured priests 14 years ago. Amidst The chaos, Cardinal Leon spoke up. How pitiful. I can use my authority to change the location. His teammates hastily pleaded. Isaac, please beg him. Kim Yasak looked up, eyes wide and innocent. Really? You'll change the location for us, won't you? At the same time, at the Azure mansion, a messenger rushed in breathlessly. Brother, bad news. They want them to go to the land of mages, rescue kidnapped knights. This is an S-rank mission. They're sending Everyone to their deaths. Calm down, another person said. Father has already gone to lodge a

formal protest. The man in the vest gritted his teeth. Those bastards in the holy capital are determined to kill Isaac. Father will ensure the test is changed. They can't assign a mission that affects diplomacy. Rely merely sneered. It's just a warning for us not to be too arrogant. Ha. I don't want Shi to die there either. The man in the vest worried. Don't worry, Even Isaac, if he's sensible, then suddenly another messenger burst in. Bad news. Back at the scene, Leyon asked, "Young Master Isaac, just say you want to live." Kim Yes coldly replied, "No."

Behind the hand covering his face, a wicked smile appeared. Kim looked up sharply with a crazed expression. I think it'll be fun. Why should I change it? At the Azure Mansion, the messenger shouted. He accepted the mission. Reli and the others were stunned. Their Destination was Blackfield, the land of demons, a desolate, deadly territory. From the ruins of a demonic fortress, a voice echoed. So you mean the demon s Ash's voice was cold that you failed to kill the saintis? The subordinate prostrated himself. I sincerely apologize, Lady Ash. Never mind. The key is to cause

chaos there. Just witnessing the king's power and bringing demonic artifacts into the holy empire is a great success. The subordinate trembled. Your majesty is truly too powerful. Ash smiled eerily, remembering, even a small fraction of that power was terrifying. Lady, the subordinate reported during the investature ceremony. I sense his power. The great skeleton kings. Ash leapt from her throne in horror. You sense the skeleton king's power in that crazy kid who ate a piece of our king. That's right. He was invested and is currently training. A sinister smile spread across Ash's lips. It has finally

Shown itself. Yes, he will soon participate in the golden Azure trials where young priests and demons hunt each other. Ash mused with delight. What a splendid opportunity. I wonder how strong we would become if we directly consume a piece of it. Her eyes went wild. What does the child of Ager taste like? I can't hold back anymore. Meanwhile, at the academy, whispers. Rumors spread quickly. The Azure team's mission was suicide. They were to enter The Mystic Empire and rescue a Holy Knight. An Azure trainee gritted his teeth. "The Gold family really wants us dead. Everyone

thinks we're finished. The worst part," a brown-haired teammate said, pacing, "is that the Holy Knights are ignoring us. As soon as we cross the border, we're bait for every demon and bandit out there." The ash blonde boy scowlled. "Those bastards! We're dead for sure." The brown-haired teammate turned on him. Why won't anyone join us? It's your fault. Don't you see people writing their wills? 14 years ago, Uncle Real's entire Azure team was annihilated doing this. Meanwhile, Kim Musach casually picked his ear. Cheap trick by the old cardinal. He thought, "Refuse, and suffer, accept, and die."

But a sinister smile touched his lips. "If we succeed, it's a lucrative manacor factory." His teammate grabbed his collar. "We still have a chance. We must recruit the first holy knights at all Costs." Unfortunately, a smug voice echoed. Count Malik stepped forward. The first Holy Knights have chosen the gold team, as have my son and his friends. The count clicked his tongue. I shouldn't have sent them to Azure just for old glory. Yes smirked. Short-sighted count. You'll be ostracized when we succeed. His teammate panicked. Isaac. If not the first, then get the second or third,

please. Yseack mused. Holy nights, huh? His eyes lit Up. Ooh, where did those beauties come from? Mistaking his intent, his teammate cheered. Excellent. Go sign the second holy nights. Yisak dashed off but stopped before an official. The man gaped at the request. Yizak just flashed a radiant smile and a confident thumbs up. Moments later, Yisak returned sighing in relief. The Azure team had chosen the fourth Holy Knights. The team froze in horror. A gay-haired teammate ran over cheerful and oblivious. Hey, Good news. In a flashback, Isak grinned. I signed the strongest ones. You crazy bastard.

Came the roar. The fourth holy knights outcasts pack mules messengers. Yet their skills surpassed the royal knights and they harbored a deep hatred for the clergy. Yisak was summoned immediately by the family patriarch. The powerful man sat cold and imposing. Explain yourself. Yak forced a smile. He looks angry. The dark entity beside him whispered warnings of the man's rage. Yak decided to perform. If I refused, I would tarnish the Joshua family's honor. The patriarch roared, killing intent flaring. You of all people dare speak of honor. Why does a dark magic user lie? He growled at

the boy's shock. Do you think I didn't know? I've overlooked it, but I can no longer trust you. Cornered, Yach committed to the bit. I hate the skeleton king. I want to kill him. The dark entity gaped at the blatant lie. Yak spun a tragic tale. Lost parents. Family humiliation. The failure to defeat the bone king. With tearfilled eyes, he screamed of the shame that kept him awake. The patriarch's expression softened. I will destroy the fake skeleton king. Yak declared, eyes blazing. I used this power only to investigate him. He swore vengeance with such fervor

that even the dark entity thought he'd gone mad. While the patriarch pondered, Yach internally gloated over his true goal. Protect the Joshua family, then seize everything. If we live humbly, Yak pressed. The Joshua family will be buried in disgrace. The patriarch subtly smirked. I've always said you don't need to sacrifice yourself for the family, but it seems you truly are. One of us, Kim Yisak, smiled. The mission can fail. the patriarch instructed, turning away. As long as you and your teammates return safely, I will officially declare you my successor. Behind him, Yak bowed Obediently. But

as the patriarch left, Ysak's expression shifted to a wicked grin. His plan was a success. Days later, on a trail outside the capital, the journey began. "We'll meet the knights in this town." Yak chirped to his exhausted team. One teammate collapsed, gasping. "Damn it, we have to survive and return no matter what." A dark entity fluttered near Yizk. Master, I've investigated the demon from 14 years ago. She's from the Western Army, Possibly an acquaintance. An image of a female demon materialized. She had already swept through other trainees. Yisak clicked his tongue. Those bastards dare break

my rules. Never mind. Let's go teach them a lesson. He ignored the entity's warning about his unreovered power. His teammates followed intense silence. Deep in the forest shadows, the female demon licked her lips. "Found them," she whispered, eyes fixed on the Joshua boy. At the royal castle, Crown Prince Shabla's Hela lowered the report. Is that true? Isaac chose the Pacmule paladins. He showed no interest in the knights you sent an aid confirmed. Perhaps his judgment is poor. Shabli's mused. On the contrary, your highness, he might have very keen eyes. Shabi smirked. The captain I sent,

silent, is a half- elf, weak against demons, but he would have been a great help. His eyes gleamed. Yet he chose the pack mules and knight order composed entirely of half Demons. The aid warned of the night's unpredictable nature, but Shabli only pondered. At the Azure team's rendevu, a fist slammed onto a table. 5 hours. Commander Derek roared. Are they picking a fight? One night suggested a prank. Another noted the Azure house was usually punctual. Filthy clerics. Derek spat. Hello, sir Derek. Commander of the pack mules. A youthful voice rang out. Derek whirled around to

face Kim Yach, arms crossed and nonchalant. We're late, Aren't we? I heard your people are punctual. Derek growled. Do you know what time it is? Yach sighed. Bandits blocked our way. My arm was broken. He leaned in, eyes glinting maliciously. Someone set them up. But you think you're too good for us, don't you? Yak turned his back on the knights. There's nothing for us here. We might as well go back. Are you crazy? A teammate whispered. Don't you need us? If you were going to turn back, Derek barked. Why wait 5 hours? You're too well

equipped for a simple escort. Yach countered. He smiled, reading his opponent. You intend to use us as bait to find your missing comrades. Dererick's control snapped. "Shut up," he lunged. "Did that bastard How tell you?" How? Yusak's teammate realized with a shock, "That's fourth uncle's alias." Cornered, Dererick let dark energy erupt around his blade. "We can't enter Crossandia without you, bastards. So, I'll take you with me, even if I have to chop off your legs." He charged at terrifying speed. "Hey," Yach's voice cut through the frenzy. His eyes flashed crimson. "Sheath your sword, an absolute

command." Dererick froze midair, body seized by an invisible force. Above them, a colossal, majestic phantom of the skeleton king appeared. The dark entity loomed behind Kim Misak. Dererick trembled, paralyzed by the pressure. His inner voice screamed. Can I not refuse Its command? But it's just a child. The entity whispered. Yach smirked inwardly. A demon's instinct is to obey the strong. That's why I chose them. Helpless. Dererick growled and slowly sheathed his sword. Come on, let's go. Yach chirped. How can we go with them? His teammates yelled. You just provoked them. Yach shrugged. We need each

other now. They'll come behind them. Dererick announced the mission. Rescue all kidnapped individuals. Eliminate all Related demons. Yach glanced back. I don't care if we save your comrades or not. Dererick froze. You chose us because you knew we had comrades to rescue. What are you talking about? Isach replied, figning innocence. The teenager thought smuggly. Of course I knew. A female teammate stepped up. What are you doing? Do you have a plan? A plan? Is echoed. Suddenly, the bandage knight shouted. Don't trust demons. They'll betray us. Dark energy poured Off him. Yizak asked coldly, "Do you

know why they keep taking on such trivial missions, the night collapsed, his hand mutated, claws lengthening with a savage roar." He fully transformed and lunged. The monster grabbed the gray-haired girl's collar, eyes bloodshot. I knew it. The brown-haired teammate yelled, "We can't trust them. Wake up." Usack punched the monster in the face. The night staggered, his demonic form dissolving. He blinked, Confused. "Sorry, I've never transformed so quickly. It felt like something was pressing on my head. We're near Crosandia. The silver-haired knight reasoned. It might be affecting you. I feel strange, too, another agreed. The bandage

knight looked at Yach with admiration. But I returned to human form just because you punched me. You're amazing. Of course, Yach grinned. As the knight cheered, Yach and his dark entity shared a private laugh. I caused it. Yach hoisted his luggage. If everyone is ready, let's go. He paused, spotting a motionless sparrow in his bag. What the hell is this? It's playing dead. the dark entity noted. Yiz smiled, holding up a scroll. Quite the actor. Should we play along? The bird muttered. The blood lord is cruel, sending me to this wretched priest. Yak blinked. One

of the great demon kings sent you. The sparrow jumped from afar. The dark entity reported, "Master, the barrier is set. The blood lord." Yack recognized the name of his former subordinate. He squeezed the bird tight. Information? I'll tell. I'll tell. It squeaked. The demon queen you're facing. She's the one who ruined your investature ceremony. She smuggled in the device and ordered the hit on Ash. Yach listened. The blood lord would rather be executed than face the demonist named Ash. He slammed the scroll down. The blood lord believes the current skeleton king is an impostor. The

bird shrieked. He got arrested for shouting it to everyone. Now you fool. Anyway, I heard you absorbed a fragment of the great skeleton king. Ash is likely waiting for you. Yizuk waved his hand. The bird morphed into a small demon and fled, shouting back. Don't die. Our lord would be very sad. A wavy-haired teammate ran up, panting. Where have you been? We looked everywhere. He gave a thumbs up. I'm proud of you ordering food from the Tavern for us. The teammate pointed to a group of strangers. We've prepared to serve the priests in your time

of need. One said cheerfully. Yach froze. The meal laid out was actually other priests. I thought she'd be waiting. Yiz smirked to himself, but the prey came to me. An innocent looking girl with a basket stepped forward. The teammates exchanged confused glances. He's overdoing it, one grumbled. Ignore him," another advised. Suddenly, Yisak Growled, starting his act. "Hey, you there!" Kim Yusac yelled, pointing at the girl. "Too salty, and I hate hearing you breathe. Hold your breath." He played the spoiled young master perfectly, terrifying the serving girls. An escort knight barked. "Why are you making our

young master ask again?" The gay-haired girl cursed inwardly. "Are these bastards crazy? Why side with him?" She shifted targets. "I should get rid of these troublesome guys first," She thought, offering the food to the knights instead. The knight refused. We were hired by him. We don't eat his food. Cornered, the girl growled. Eat. Kim Yak cut in. Hey, why don't you try eating it yourself? He smiled cunningly. How do we know you didn't poison it? The girl froze before she could react. Kim Yak's teammate rushed over. That's enough. Why pick a fight with her? The

brown-haired friend grabbed the soup. We'll prove her innocence. All three Down the food. They collapsed instantly. The others screamed in horror. You guys. Kim Sach stood up coldly. Easier this way. I was going to knock them out anyway. He watched them drop. Leave them. He told the dark entity. They need a lesson. The entity paused. Master, this poison converts holy power into dark magic. Kimac was stunned, then beamed. Are you sure? It turns this disgusting holy power into glorious dark magic. He laughed. I can build a dark Magic farm right here in the Holy Empire.

The serving girl laughed maniacally. Dark energy swirling around her. Helpless brat. Kim Yisak smirked. Helpless. They're just mana batteries now. She revealed her true form. A horned demonness with an eye patch. If you want them to live, follow me. I'll give you the antidote. This [ __ ] a night hissed. Before she could react, a beam of holy light struck her. She shrieked, her smuggness vanishing. Kim Yisac, wielding a massive holy relic, shot forward. The thunderous impact sent her flying. Wounded, she fled into the forest, looking back. That's right. Chase me, brat. The knight started

to pursue, but Kim Yach stopped them. No, I'll go alone. He looked at his unconscious teammates. I can't leave them unprotected. Transfer manned help them hold on. The knights were stunned. Young Master Isaac, we will take care of the priests. Kim Yusac nodded. Please Do. He turned away, pulling up his hood, eyes glinting. So, I'll have something to harvest later. He plunged into the night under the full moon. Demon Ash scoffed. Brave fool. You come without an escort? She smiled, certain the prey was hers. A fool indeed. Kimac growled. You talk of devouring humans without

realizing who I am. His eyes flashed red. An absolute command rang out. Kneel. Ash broke into a cold sweat. Invisible pressure forced her to her Knees. Behind Kim Yizak, the illusion of a skeletal king loomed. Ash trembled. This demonic power. Her body convulsed. Why does this brat have the king's power? Seeing the black and red aura, rage flared. That bastard. He must have eaten a piece of the king's body. Hold on, my king. I will tear him apart. Ash charged, power surging. And free you. A surge of sacred blue energy erupted, blocking her. Ash froze.

Her power vanished from the blue light. A gigantic Skeletal monster materialized. Its aura suffocating. It unleashed a freeze. A devastating blow crushed everything in its path. Amidst the dust, Kima coldly judged, "Fool!" dark power erupted from him. "Let me show you who your king is." Under the moonlight, the forest fell silent. The dark entity cheered, "Excellent, master." A fifth tier spell carrying the power of the seventh circle. Yizuk smirked. Combining sacred and dark power is genius. Perhaps that's Why the gods didn't want to create a human like me. Nearby, Ash trembled on the ground. My

king, my king. Yiz cruy gripped the demon's chin, forcing her to face him. I have made a grave mistake, she whimpered. Let me give you the antidote. No need, he released her. Bring the kidnapped paladins here. You have one minute. I need proof to get a perfect score. He smiled sinisterly. Proof that I defeated a demon. Two days later, elsewhere, a brown-haired man Anxiously ruffled his hair. Damn it. Where are you, Isaac? His scarred teammate tried to reassure him. We have tracking devices. Young Master Isaac won't fall easily. Something happened. He retorted. The mages have

searched repeatedly. You know they're not usually like that. The scarred man hesitated. There was blood where he passed through. But that doesn't mean he's dead. I'm back. The aids froze. Yeak stood at the door. Yum master, are you all right? Without a word, he tossed a blood stained bag onto the floor. Here, the antidote. The brown-haired aid opened the bag and screamed at the severed human head inside. Oh, that. Yiz asked innocently, his form small and childlike. The kidnapper's head, proof for our perfect score. Commander Dererick rushed over. The missing paladins too heavy. I hid

them in the bushes. Yak lazily pointed outside. Go get them. A breathless paladin burst in. Commander, the missing comrades have returned. Outside, joy erupted. Inside, the aids stared at Yuck in shock. So, the kidnapper's head. That's right. The boy sat cross-legged on a chair. I went in alone and brought it back. You went into the mag's territory alone? That's absurd. Yizuk smiled, beginning his performance. Let me tell you. He wo a tale of a kidnapping plot, using the Pope's authority to intimidate the enemy, finding the captives, and Defeating a guard demon. The scard raised a

glass. I believe you. The brown-haired aids still looked worried. It was too reckless. Going in alone? Yach placed a hand on his chest with fain sincerity. There was no other way. Direct combat with the mages would have caused casualties. As a protector of the faith, I couldn't allow that. The scard's eyes welled with tears. "You truly are a man of faith." The brown-haired teammate started to curse, But was stopped. "Watch your mouth." He stifled his anger. "At least you're back safe. The mages were worried." Kim Yak smirked. "Those bastards worried about a mere priest." Two

dark robe mages entered. We came out of concern you were taken by demons. Not to be insulted. Yach crossed his arms. "Liars, sniffing from manacores." The male mage smiled. "Please cooperate. There are reports of a demon here. I haven't seen any, but I sense a manacore nearby. Isak yawned. Must be one of yours. Be reasonable. How could an apprentice like me defeat a demon? But how definitely said there was one here. The female mage said, confused. The brown-haired subordinate flinched. Hock sounds like my fourth uncle. He shook his head. Just a coincidence. Yak stood up.

I'm going to rest. He walked out, ignoring the subordinate, yelling, "Hey, answer properly, you bastard." Leaving the chaos, Yizk headed for the isolated Wooden shack in the forest. He flung the door open, red eyes glowing. Come on, the demonist Ash trembled on the floor. It's time. Two days prior, Yach had cornered her. Proof I defeated the demons. He accused her of devouring the Azure apprentices. Wasn't that you? Ash filled with dread. A weakling like you couldn't beat Rely. Yach sneered. Bring me ahead for the holy sea. Otherwise, I take yours. Back in the present, Yach

sat on a crate inspecting his spoils. You actually brought the culprit's head. You passed. Ash shivered. You knew it was her all along. My sister, did you think I wouldn't? Family energy is similar. Yak noted. Realize enemy is dead. He leaned in. Now the demon hierarchy. The gods speak. 150 years since my self-destruction. Yet the gods are silent. Isach thought. The seal is empty. They should be hunting me. Why haven't they found the truth? His grin widened. Another soul took my place. A High-ranking creature. The skeleton king. a god. Ash wretched in terror. Yes, your

majesty. Yach sat on her back. Return to the demons. Be my eyes and ears. Outside, knights wept with gratitude. Thank you, young master Isaac. You saved us. You truly are an azure. Commander Dererick shouted. Yseack feigned humility while Dererick pondered, eyes suddenly lighting up. Pac mules, the answer is clear. Derek spun around. Young master Isaac. Derek knelt. First class knight Derek and these pack mules will go wherever you command. The entire fourth holy knight order bowed in unison. Unexpected, Yisak thought, calculating behind his surprise. Excellent soldiers for free. Intel, connections, mobility. Gaining so much just

by. Saving 11 people is truly a huge bargain. Kimak's train of thought broke. He noticed a child staring at him. Dererick smiled. You don't recognize him, do you, young master? You'll be surprised. The child stepped forward. Hello, I am the young prince of the Arcane Empire, Hyperius. Yizak froze. Damn it. What? realization hit. So, the mages were enthusiastic because one of their own was captured. What a steal. I thought hella people were all bastards, Hyperion said brightly. But I owe you my life. Compared to those scum at Sancta seeds who pushed apprentices to their deaths,

you are a shining example. His eyes sparkled. You are Truly devout. Please let me repay you, big brother. Yach smirked, an idea forming. Really? He pinched the boy's cheek. You think you can help me? Elsewhere, your eminence. The Azure team has entered Cresandia. The brown-haired cardinal didn't look up from his desk. I thought the beasts would stop them. It seems Kim Yach went in alone. The cardinal paused, then sneered. He can't tame those beasts. Even we gave up. The subordinate smirked. Indeed, we've Arranged for them never to return, the cardinal mused. The Azure patriarch will

use the mages to eliminate them. "What if the royal family interferes?" the subordinate asked. "They wouldn't dare meddle in a disputed zone like Cresania." The cardinal ordered, "If he somehow succeeds, make sure he doesn't return to Hela." He smiled, picturing the Azure family's ruin. Back in Cresania, Yisak laughed maniacally. I need to shove this in his face. He Shoved Hyperius forward. Meet our secret weapon against the Holy Sea. The youngest prince of the Arcane Empire. His teammates stared in horror. What? Isach asked. What's with the faces? You lunatic. A brown-haired teammate yelled. Who introduces a

prince from a hostile nation like that? Hyperion grinned. Ahaha. Apologies for the surprise. Is this a kidnapping? the teammate demanded, knowing the truth was likely worse. Yizak smiled savagely. Now the Holy Sea is screwed. The rule of politics, Yak lectured, is leverage. Saving the prince means the Arcane Empire owes us a huge debt. A great strategist, Hyperius praised. The teammate clutched his head in despair. He's gone crazy, too. You want us to announce we saved him and returned triumphantly. Don't tell anyone yet. Yak signal for silence. The gold faction surely set traps to sabotage us.

Now, what happens if the prince gets caught In one of those traps? You're amazing. Hyperion shouted. I'll jump into fire for you. Yseek rubbed his hands together, red eyes glowing. Let's screw over those gold bastards. But that puts the prince at risk, the teammate argued. If he gets hurt, both the Holy Nation and Arcane Empire will investigate. Yuk smiled triumphantly. "Exactly. Imagine how shocked the gold faction will be." "Cardinal Barrett won't leave evidence." "It's fine," Yach winked. "He has Accompllices." The teammate pald. You're going to use the mages? Fighting head-on causes diplomatic trouble. Yes, said

calmly. Then he roared, initiating his gamble. Boom. You're absolutely right, big brother. Hyperius cheered, ignoring the frozen teammate. The others whispered. Has he lost his mind? Boom. A blonde boy rushed to the railing. What's happening? In the distance, a column of black smoke rose from the forest right where the mages were stationed. Kimac Laughed at his teammates's horror. First strike winds. Those damn mages dare covet my manaors. He pulled down his mask, eyes flashing, and leaped off the balcony. His brown-haired teammate screamed, "That lunatic." Chaos erupted at the mage camp. Supplies were destroyed. The ambush

total. An elderly mage coughed violently. Azure apprentices. They struck first. Attack those damn priests. A female mage barked. "Wait!" Kim Yusac emerged from The shadows with a sinister smile. "Now he shoved Hyprius forward." The little prince yelled, "You bastards!" The mages froze. The crown prince, they stared in confusion. Your highness, why are you with them? Come here. Kimac raised his sword against the boy's neck. If you care about this child's life, he grinned maniacally. Hand it over. Didn't you hear me? Watching from above, the teammate whispered, "God, please punish this bastard." The Joshua family was

Known for their code, preferring death to dishonor. Yet, their descendant was laughing savagely. "You wouldn't mind his head flying off, would you?" Yack threatened. The mages were bewildered. Hyperius was strong enough to flatten adults. They assumed he was being controlled. "We have to help him." Hey, descendant of Joshua, calm down. Isak's teammate yelled, trying to intervene. The old mage stepped forward. Let's talk. Talk my ass. Isach roared. I told You to hand everything over. A young mage reached out. Your highness, take my hand. I'll help. Hyperion slapped the hand away. Idiots. Why aren't you saving

me? He struck the mage, figning fury. You call yourselves mages of the great Arcane Empire. Useless. I command you. Yach hoisted the boy onto his shoulder and they shouted in unison, "Drop everything and get out." The old mage knelt, "You are the future of the empire. We must obey." He surrendered, "Defeated. I will give you everything. Just release the prince." Manticores. Manticor. Manticor. Yach's mind chanted, ignoring the dark entity whispering for him to calm down. "Good," Yach sneered. Seeing your sincerity, I'll let it slide. "However, I will report your conspiracy to the Empire." The mage

started to deny it, but Yack cut him off. Hunting demons with weapons designed to kill priests. Do you want to bring back the prince's corpse? The mage Hissed. Bastard. Prince Hyperius waved his hand dismissively. What are you waiting for? Get out of my sight. That night, maniacal laughter echoed through the inn. A treasure trove of crystals poured onto the floor. Kim Yach rolled ecstatically in the sea of precious manicores. Hyperius watched with admiration. Brother truly has an eye for value. I never thought someone from the Holy Nation would recognize the quality of arcane manicores. He

leaned in Excitedly. Name your reward. I'll make the Joshua family rich. Have you ever considered defecting to the Empire? Stop it, you two lunatics. The recently awakened teammate yelled. He turned to Yizak, trying to be serious. Isaac, I had to tell you something. Huh? Wipe your drool first, Yseek mumbled sleepily. The teammate ignored him, pressing the point. Are you really going to tell the patriarch that our fourth uncle was involved in this? Kim. Of Course, Yizak said. I need to eliminate all competitors. If you do this without proof, you'll die. His teammate warned. Yizuk smirked.

Proof? That old mage called us descendants of Joshua. He knew who we were. Because we have striking appearances. What? Yach kicked him. Your ugliest sin. Who looks at you and thinks Joshua? That old man was told. The teammate froze. There's no way unless someone from Joshua revealed it. Wake up. Isach grabbed him. Your uncle tried To kill you. How could he? The teammate stopped. Horror dawning. Azure. Gold. The crown. Yak said. All of them might have been sold out. At Sanctices, a skeptical voice echoed. What did you say? The Azure trainee are returning alive. A

subordinate reported. They also rescue the kidnapped victims. The brown-haired cardinal gritted his teeth. What were those mages doing? How did that brat survive? Sir, the prince of the Arcane Empire was among those Rescued. Who? Young Prince Hiberius Britannia. The messenger bowed. Isaac Joshua has requested a thorough investigation. The cardinal roared. So that's how the brat wants to play. With the prince involved, he was facing attempted murder charges. Another subordinate rushed in. Your eminence, the Joshua patriarch, has arrived at Barrett. He's demanding to see his fourth son and causing a massive commotion. Meanwhile, in the holy

hell Capital, Kim Yach laughed gleefully. He had successfully ignited his grandfather's fury by framing his fourth uncle. Young master, a woman knelt before him. Thank you for avenging my brother who was killed 14 years ago. Usack shrugged. It's nothing, just a small matter. How are the others reacting? similar to the patriarch. Elsewhere, Lord Gaul roared that Madman tried to kill his own nephew and not Isaac. Isaac is his nephew, too. Really Pointed out, "Their hair colors are different. Shut up." Simultaneously, Lord Benjamin, the financial manager, burned the traitor's inheritance documents. Everything will be returned to

society. Back in the square, Yasak mused. "All Joshua descendants meet for the new year. That worries me. The fourth lord is trying to kill you." The woman warned. "Don't worry. I don't intend to die." Yak paused. Strange. There should be another place in chaos, But they're too quiet. They're coming soon. A piece of paper fluttered away. Here it is, Yasak exclaimed. The ground cracked and a summoning circle glowed. The woman gasped. A holy summoning spell. Yak was pulled through the light. He landed, smiling meaningfully. You seem in a hurry, he provoked Leon sep using a

summoning spell. The red-haired cardinal grabbed him. You said you'd show me something amusing. Isach smirked. It seems my arcane little Prince is doing fine. Leon gritted his teeth, lifting the boy's chin. What the hell were you thinking? Dragging the little prince into this, Leon growled. Yizak replied casually, "What's wrong? I did it to help you." Leon scoffed. "Help!" In a flashback, Leyon admitted, "I liked it at first." A rare chance to extort them. He had believed the trap that the Pope and the Joshua traitor were behind everything. A vicious smile formed as he imagined using

Yizak to Crush both the Golden Azure families, enough to earn the right to face the 14 demons, maybe more. Back in the present, Leyon sneered. Is this how the Holy Helen Empire interrogates? Before him, Little Prince Hyperius screamed, kicking and thrashing on the ground. "You call yourselves an empire? You behave like barbarians," he shouted loudly, defending Brother Isaac and slandering his capttors. In Lyon's memory, a paladin roared, "Get out of the way. I'll kill this bastard." But Lyon had only thought, "That kid." He requested this interrogation to scare the gold faction. He realized the scheme.

Yak didn't want the Joshua family to suffer, so he handed over the stubborn prince to make the gold faction panic. In the present, Leyon growled at the smirking Yiz. "You brat! How dare you use us?" The woman with the green ribbon stepped forward, weapon trained on Leyon. "You think you'll get away with this, Isaac?" Yack grinned, figning concern. "I'm quite annoyed seeing my people in trouble." "What?" The dark entity inside him mocked. "You're not annoyed. You enjoy their pain." Leon froze. He narrowed his eyes, a terrifying thought striking him. Strange. His face twisted into a

mad grin. "No one has ever discovered that about me." An invisible surge blasted the woman backward. She hit the ground, coughing. "Leon advanced slowly." "Did the Azure patriarch tell You?" He laughed savagely. "It's easy to make an apprentice disappear. If you've had your fun, pay the price." "Cardinal Sept," Each said calmly. "Huh?" Leon swung, releasing a wave of killing intent. "Does your family teach nothing but faster ways to die?" "Run, young master," the woman screamed. Yach didn't run. He raised a hand, effortlessly blocking the attack. The woman gaped. Yach looked up at Lyon and smiled,

holding out a golden card engraved with A rose. "Thank you, Cardinal. This is more than enough payment." Leon leaned in, his smile probing. Tell me, Isaac, did you really defeat that monster? Trade secret. Your eminence, Yeach retorted. Though it's only natural. Your family struggles with monsters. The Azure faith does not. That's why your son lost. Leon's smile stiffened into rage. Insolent bastard, he muttered, then stalked away. Yach waved goodbye as the woman rushed over. Are you all Right, young master? So many psychopaths become RedClan patriarchs. Yach mused, watching the enemy leave. The girl looked at

the object in his hand. What is that? A pass for Sanctus seeds prison? Yak said, expression serious. I can meet my retainers with this. At the Golden Pentagon Oversight Committee, the crowd buzzed. Who takes the king title this time? Gold team obviously. A man scoffed into his wine. Red Faith already lost to Azure. Oh, here they come. Footsteps echoed. Yak led his team into the spotlight. The Azure faith. It's Isaac Joshua. An Azure teammate screamed internally. Damn Isaac Joshua. I've almost died so many times because of him. Smile. Yach ordered coldly. Or else. The team

forced awkward smiles. A murmur swept the crowd. Yach looked back. The gold team. Their perennial rivals strode proudly into the arena. Two members cast disdainful looks. Insulent Azerlot. They beamed with Confidence, recalling their feat of retrieving the Empire's lost relic with the help of a girl named Kina. Nearby, another team openly mocked the Azure group. Use your heads, you idiots. The moderator cut through the tension, ordering everyone to stand. The results will be presented by the emperor himself. Grand doors swung open for the emperor and crown prince. The stands erupted. The emperor's presence marked this

year's Pentagon as historic. The Gold team swaggered, convinced the emperor was here to honor their treasure. As the ceremony began, the arena held its breath. The white team retrieved the lost books. Kimyak's teammate listened tensely. The red team recovered a holy sword forged by the genius Arty. The ancient blade glittered, drawing gasps, but the gold team just smiled smugly, waiting. Finally, their prize was revealed. A magnificent royal necklace lost for Centuries. The brown-haired Azure member froze. It was the heirloom stolen by barbarians. No wonder the emperor came. Truly astonishing, the emperor amused. This was stolen

during my grandfather's time. The gold team beamed. One sneered at their rivals. That's the difference between us, you useless Azure lot. Yes, axe teammates graded their teeth. And finally, the Azure team. The moderator announced they rescued an entire squad of paladins kidnapped in Cressiendia. The gold team sneered a minor feat, but their smiles vanished as the list continued. Furthermore, they defeated the monster that ravaged our apprentices 14 years ago. They healed the wound Hela has endured for over a decade. The gold team muttered that a royal treasure was still more valuable, but the moderator wasn't

finished. However, they didn't stop there. They also saved the crown prince of the Arcane Empire, Hiberius Ram Britannia. The gold team stood Stunned. The moderator listed the ransom demands, the return of a stolen artifact, and the abolition of the Arcane Transit tax. They have accepted our terms. As the words rang out, Kim Ysuk crossed his arms, smiling. The emperor placed a hand on his son's shoulder. The results leave me speechless. You've brought both glory and benefit to the empire. He addressed the apprentices. Royal treasures bring glory, but to me the lives of our people Are

far more precious. The declaration stunned the other teams. The Azure members stood dazed, slowly grasping their victory. As the emperor concluded, a gold team member cleared his throat nervously, sensing the end. Whispers filled the crowd. Aar's achievement was unprecedented. A cleric noted that saving lives was the true embodiment of faith, surpassing material wealth. A silver-haired young man clenched his fists. "There's no way Isaac didn't plan This," he muttered. He saw through it. Bringing the citizens back was the perfect move orchestrated by Kim. Yes. On the balcony, the emperor raised his voice. Now we declare the

results. He praised a team that overcame adversity to save lives. Yes teammates erupted in joy while he maintained an enigmatic smile. The golden pentagon belongs to team Azure. Later, in the quiet hallway of the Azure dormatory, the clan head walked with a contemplative air. "I only Told him to come back alive," he muttered. Isaac truly achieved the impossible. A rare smile touched his lips, imagining the glorious future the boy would bring, and he placed his hand on the door. The Azer clan head approached Kim Yasak's room, but before he could enter, an insulent voice shouted

from inside. "Successor!" "Nonsense!" Kim Yasak stood on a chair, confidently, instructing his teammates. "Just do that," the boy said, crossing His arms with a delighted grin. "And Grandpa will be utterly charmed." He boasted that the throne was firmly within his grasp, ignoring the frozen horror of his companions. Noticing the silence, he turned. Why did everyone suddenly go quiet? Right behind him, the clan head loomed, voice cold as ice. Isaac, it seems ordinary discipline won't work. Kim Yes broke into a cold sweat. A piercing scream rang out, followed by the sound of heavenly Punishment. Later, fuming

in his room, Kim Yes shouted, "Nonsense, what did I do wrong?" The dark entity beside him replied, "You said those things right in front of him." Kim Yes ground his teeth, but then a spark lit his eyes. There's a way. Seeing a silver-haired man arrive outside, Kim Yesak rushed out. Uncle, he hugged the man, looking up with tearfilled eyes. Isaac. The uncle was bewildered. Then murderous intent erupted. Who made you cry? I'll take Their heads. I think grandpa hates me. Kim Yasak sobbed. Maybe I should leave this house. Reli knelt in panic. What happened? Kim

Yes whimpered that he was being sent home just for asking for wine. Reli was a gasast, painfully recalling the loss of his brother 10 years ago. Determined to protect his only nephew, he gently cuped the boy's face, oblivious to Kim Yasak's annoyance. Kim Yasak wailed about his crush dream of becoming a priest and Defeating the skeleton king with his uncle. Relay fell into the trap completely. Don't worry, Isaac. Uncle will take care of everything. Really thumped his chest. Forget the Pentagon. Piece of cake. Reli furiously rushed off to demand justice. Kim Yasak watched him go

with a smug smirk. The next day at Sanctus Sad's prison, the guard captain blocked the way. You must wait 14 days. Kim Yasak merely reveled in the power of the token in his hand, planning to let Me see them after their heads have rolled. No, but one week. The captain frantically refused. 10 days, 5, please. Three. Kim Yasak feigned leaving. Tomorrow. No sooner. The captain shouted. Good. That'll do. Kim Yasak patted the captain's shoulder. The dark entity asked, "Didn't you come to meet them now? Tomorrow is better." Kim Yasak smirked. At the Grand Coliseum, the

host announced the final Pentagon test. Mission: defeat a few monsters. His Teammates cheered, but Kim Yesak blushed with embarrassment. "Easy as pie!" a teammate shouted, assuming Kim Yasak had pulled strings. Kim Yasak remained silent, face darkening at the ridiculous situation. The monsters huddled in the arena were two scrawny skeletons. Suddenly, the skeletons became extremely excited, realizing, "It's our king." Amidst cheers of the king has come to save us, Kim Yio froze. fractureside. Cold sweat broke out as the irony hit Him. From the stands, Reli gave a thumbs up, oblivious that he had just pushed his

nephew into a nightmare. Memories flooded back. Skeletons were weak, foolish, the lowest class of the demon world, summoned by clerics and nobles merely for slaughter and amusement. Even worse were the memories of himself dying and resurrecting countless times. Stuck at level one. Rage erupted. Through Yak's eyes, the skeleton king roared, "You bastards dare summon these souls Before me? Our king is here. The skeletons cheered. His teammates joined in, but Yizo froze at the required spell. Turn undead. Rage flared. I died a million times to that. You want me to use it on these children? Ignoring

his inner turmoil, the skeletons rushed to embrace their king, crushing him under their weight. Isaac. Two teammates ran over anxiously. So heavy. Yizuk wheezed. Are they attacking him? One teammate asked. No, looks like they're Celebrating. Yizuk calculated frantically. I have to be careful. I'll just drain their mana. But the operator crushed that hope. You must use turn undead to turn them into dust. Cornered, Yak cursed the priests. In the stands, a smug knight cheered, unaware he had pushed the boy into hell. Spectators chatted about this being the easiest test in history, deepening Yok's despair. He

ran frantically, helpless against his dancing subordinates. Finally, he decided, "I'll use a standard attack. I'm sorry, my children, but it's better than the alternative." The skeletons watched him eagerly. Yseek gathered holy power, then froze. He knelt, whispering, "I can't." His teammates stared, stunned. "Why can't you do something so simple?" "I can't." Yisak trembled. Confused. The skeletons tilted their heads. Yizuk, losing his grip on reality, roared, "I'm human now, not a skeleton. Fire will hurt me." The Knights in the stands frowned. "What did he say? Human, not a skeleton." Realizing his slip up, Yizuk froze as

speculation ran wild. "Is he seeing those skeletons as humans?" one asked. "Perhaps he wants to save those demonized souls." Seizing the chance, Yizak adopted a saintly expression, letting praises for the Azure family ring out. His teammate, Tin, clutched his head. They're all crazy. He wouldn't do something that noble. Losing Patience, Tin rushed forward. Move, Isaac. Let me do it. Stop. Yizuk roared, delivering a thunderous punch that dropped his teammate. He gritted his teeth. I won't let them go to hell via Turn Undead. A fierce orb of holy power formed in his palm. Energy erupted, and

Turn undead enveloped the arena in destructive light. Yakok fought to control the flow. I'll use it, but keep them safe. Spectators gasped. I've never seen turn undead on such a scale. Inside The arena, the skeletons reached happily toward the light. Don't know what it is, but it's beautiful. Amidst the storm, Yizio growled into the void. Shadow Lich, shield the children. A colossal shadow rose, enveloping the skeletons in pitch black darkness to block the holy light. In the stands, astonishment turned to bewilderment. What is that? Yuk flashed a cunning smile. An Azure team member collapsed in

disbelief. if he had dealt with them all in one blow. The paladins cheered, believing the boy had reached bishop rank, but Yizio gritted his teeth, vowing to wipe out the corrupt clerics. Elsewhere, the Azer clan head mused on the Red Cardinals plot to trick Yizuk into summoning an evil god. "I'd wish for nothing more if he only summoned a mid-tier god," he muttered, warning Gole and Rile. "The god who chose Kim Yisuk was worse than any evil god." The realization that there was no comparison left both of Them speechless. Go frantically asked if Kim Jacock

would summon a disaster level god. The clan head buried his face in his hands, then regain his composure. Top priority is bringing Kim Jac back for re-education. A messenger burst in. Clan leader, I've returned from meeting young master Isaac. He is heading towards Sancta's prison. All three jumped to their feet. Riley stammered. How can he enter the red faith's prison? When told the red cardinal had given Isaac a token, the Azure clan leader clenched his fist. Damn it. His eyes glowed red, terrifying Gaul and Riy. He roared. Does he think I can't use those cheap

tricks? We're going to Sancta's prison now. Elsewhere, Kim Jacock and his dark entity trudged toward the prison. Exhausted, Jac shivered. I had to use that disgusting undead transformation spell, but it worked out. He held up a rope, eyes sharp. I did it all for this reward. It dispels dark Aura. He smirked. And it will conceal my magic when we enter. No one around, right? The dark entity confirmed it. Jay- Sock snapped his fingers, then appeared. An army of skeletons rose, cheering at the reunion. But Jay- Sock coldly pointed to the shadow lich. "Send them back."

The skeletons froze, stunned. As they clung to his cloak, begging, Jessuk yelled, "You'll be exposed if you stay here." He ordered the entity to ensure the subordinates Returned home safely. Silence restored, he turned. "Now, let's go inside." Suddenly, he froze. Something was clinging to his chest. A tiny skeleton. Jason cursed. Its magic was too faint to detect. A squad of guards appeared. Isaac Joshua, it's time. Jais pald. After all that, this little one will die if caught. He hid the stowaway deep in his cloak. Hold tight. Don't peek out. The heavy gate opened. Jasic stepped

inside, smiling confidently. He mentally Reviewed the file. A level 9 demon imprisoned for 50 years. A pure-blooded true demon who had knelt before clerics to save the skeleton king's remains. Jason's eyes sharpened. So, it really is you, Bloodlord Shabnck. The dark entity used its scouting binoculars, but even so, they couldn't see the target. Jacock scowlled in frustration. A white-haired guard captain approached. "You should be grateful for this opportunity." "Yeah, get lost." Jook snapped, flashing his ID Card. Another guard stepped forward. "This is suspicious. We need to search you." He reached out. Jay- Socks eyes flashed

red. I'll kill you if you touch me. The guards froze, pinned by killing intent. This power, one gasped. I can't move. Touching me is declaring war on the Joshua family. Jes roared. He feigned madness, threatening to bite off his tongue and commit suicide. Do you think my uncle will let this slide? A terrifying aura of madman by Lao loomed Behind him. Terrified, the guards whispered among themselves. Finally, the captain spoke. Let him pass. He has the token anyway. Understood. Follow me. The guard bowed. Should have done that earlier. Jacock muttered. They entered the cold prison

corridor, stopping before a colossal door. We're here, the guard said. Beyond lies the demon. Be warned, its dark aura can cause heart failure. Shut up and open it. The heavy iron door slowly creaked. A chilling Sound pierced the air. Immediately, a swirling surge of dark aura rushed out, stunning the guards and Kim Yasak. Behind the bars, Shabnack, a colossal figure with countless glowing yellow eyes roared, his chains rattling violently. What's wrong with him? He's been silent until now. A guard panicked. The demon's magical pressure made the air feel heavy as lead. The dark-haired guard urged,

"See, his power is terrifying. You should leave right now." In contrast to their fear, Kim Yasak wore a delighted smile. "You bastard! You're still as delicious as ever!" smiling amid such dark aura. "This kid is truly insane." The guards looked at him in horror. Kim realized he thinks the clerics forced me here. Beside him, the dark entity panicked, Shabac was roaring in fury, reacting to a painful memory of his master being forced to bow. "You dare make my master bow?" Shabnack let out an earthshattering Roar. Call for more men. We can't let him die before

execution day. The captain ordered. Kim saw the opportunity, but eyes were still on him. I need a better moment. Suddenly, the chains glowed with holy power, searing Shabnik's flesh. Damn it, the Pope's power. He'll die before I can save him. Kim hesitated. If I use magic now, they'll notice. A tiny skeleton stealthily peaked out from his cloak. Master, let me talk to him. You cute Bastard. Kim ordered mentally. Go give him the stone to break the chains. As the boy nervously clenched his fists, the white-haired guard misread the tension. I truly respect the Red family.

Kim merely smiled mysteriously. No. Then his demeanor shifted, eyes sparkling. I'm stalling for time. The Red family is the best. While the skeleton sprinted toward the cell, clutching the crystal, Kim continued his act. I almost pissed my pants seeing that demon, but you Handled it well. In our household, you would be night commanders. The guards looked bewildered. Kim lowered his voice, figning secrecy. I'm here by the clan leader's command. An internal test. My mission is to injure a great demon. The guards were speechless. What madman would assign such a task to a child? In the

background, the tiny skeleton slapped a high five against Shabik's giant hand. Well, the guard concluded that family is known for being crazy. Mission accomplished. Kim brazenly took the blushing guard's hand. Are you interested in joining the Azure family? Are you recruiting us? Suddenly, Kim staggered, clutching his head. love. Perhaps this mission is too much for me. The guards rushed to support him. You shouldn't have done this. Let us escort you home. From the shadows of the cell, Shabnack whispered, "Thank you, my lord." As he was led away, Kim hid a triumphant smile. "My king, we're

not Far now. You can do it," the captain encouraged. "But just as they stepped outside, a voice rang out." "Wait!" A red-haired cleric blocked their path. "You must pass a test before leaving. Let us inspect the token you carry." Kim froze. "The one the cardinal gave me?" The cleric sneered. "That token tests your faith. Do you think he gave it to you for no reason? Does it change color? Kim asked calmly, secretly terrified. It had turned black as ink. Beside him, the Dark entity gasped. Sweat poured down the boy's neck as he imagined being exposed.

Hand over the token. The cleric ordered. No. Why are you afraid it has turned crimson? Get lost. It hasn't changed. Kim cut him off, shouting, "You're going to take it and then blame me for losing it, aren't you? You're going to steal it and then blame me for taking our money, leaving the guards dumbfounded." Kim Yasak pressed his advantage. This is your territory. How Can I trust you? The red-haired cleric roared deeply insulted. Madman, how dare you question my family's honor? He gritted his teeth, veins popping in his clenched fist. Fine, I don't need your

token. Cornered, the cleric unleashed a terrifying surge of energy, stunning both Kim Yes and the dark entity. A giant statue materialized behind him. There is a much better option, the cleric declared with a manic smile. The judgment altar, a holy relic to weigh One's faith. Kim Yseek pald a judgment altar of destiny to hunt heretics and demons. He couldn't believe his opponent's recklessness. Is he crazy? Using that on another noble, the cleric laughed gleefully. If you have faith, the goddess will shed tears. But if you are a heretic, she will open her eyes in astonishment.

The guards jered at Kim. Yes. Prove your innocence. Why should I play your game? Yes retorted coldly. Unless you want to be downed. Step Forward. Shut up. Yes stood firm. Do you think my family will let this slide? Before he could finish, a hand grabbed him from behind. "Hey!" Yesak was dragged forward and thrown to his knees before the stone figure. A pillar of light locked him in place. "Don't worry," the cleric whispered with a sinister grin. "It will all be over soon." "I can't move," Yasuk realized, panic rising. "I can't even run," the cleric

threw his arms wide. "Open your Eyes, statue." He waited for victory, but instead, a dark red tear rolled down the statue's cheek. The cleric froze. "Bood tears? That only happens for cardinals." He stared in horror. No, there's no way he has faith. Yes was equally stunned until the dark entity's voice cut into his mind. Master, hide your emotions. The entity realized the truth. The altar hadn't measured the boy's faith in the goddess, but the tiny skeleton's absolute loyalty to its king. Unease spread among the guards. They began whispering, fearing the wrath of the Azure family.

Trembling with rage, the cleric turned on Yesak. What did you do? Yes immediately played the victim. Just you wait. My family will hear about this. Suddenly, the statue's eyes glowed with a deadly red light. "Go now!" the dark entity shouted. Dark energy erupted as the statue slowly opened its eyes. A shadowy hand shoved Yes, narrowly saving him from the blast. "Too close," the Entity chided. "You should have let the skeleton be the last to leave." "Ha, of course," Yasak muttered, heart pounding, completely misreading the situation. The cleric pointed wildly at the statue. "You saw it,

didn't you?" The goddess opened her eyes. The guards looked bewildered. "They saw nothing. You scared the hell out of me," Yes thought while the shadow entity realized the illusion was visible only to the target. As the guards began to doubt the Judgment, the priest panicked. Yes watched nonchalantly as if viewing a movie. So the altar changed its mind. "Get back inside now," the priest roared desperate. "So you can cheat the results?" Yesak retorted. He patted the small skeleton hidden under his cloak. "Well done, kiddo." He looked at the priest with a scornful smile. "Pathetic!" The

priest snapped. Get up there while I'm still being civil. He lunged to grab Yes, but a firm hand Caught his wrist. The Azure family patriarch stood there, eyes sharp. I came here in case something like this happened. He tightened his grip on the man daring to touch his nephew. Are you out of your mind, kid? Bal Joshua quickly intervened. Things will get out of hand if father harms that child. Kim Yisak sees the chance. He tugged his uncle's sleeve. Fake whimpering. Uncle Niser hit me. The ager patriarch exploded. Do you want to die, you Bastard?

He crossed his arms. I will speak with a red cardinal. I will draft the complaint. Bilal Joshua replied calmly. He's just faking it. Balal added, kicking the figure on the ground despite a young man's panicked intervention. That idiot. They're clearly going to do this to him. A brown-haired man shouted nearby. Kimach sat eating popcorn. Let's go home. The brown-haired man urged. Staying here will only make it worse. What? Like a Heresy trial? Isach asked. Yeah, I've already had one. Isach turned his act toward his uncle. Niser dragged out a terrifying statue and made me kneel

before it. Patriarch Azure and Boristled. So, you're about to be burned at the stake. The brown-haired man whispered, "Panicked." Yach smirked. "Are you serious?" Bal growled. "You will pay for this." The priest quickly intervened. "Listen, Bal, we tested him." Young Master Isaac passed with Flying colors. Patriarch Azure paused. I've never seen such beautiful blood tears. Cardinal Leon Sep appeared wearing a smug smile. I heard a commotion. Didn't expect it to be you, patriarch Azure. Aar pointed a finger. You bastard. How dare you challenge my nephew? Leon didn't flinch. His desire to meet a servant of

the skeleton king is suspicious. I think this is entirely justifiable. Azure roared at the stunned priests. Your third son used the Judgment of faith on Isaac. He turned back to Leyon. Do you want war? Leon froze. Realizing he was cornered. Leon cross his arms. Well, I apologize. You'll be compensated. Now return the token I gave you. Of course. I don't want it for another second, Azure replied coldly. He turned away, muttering, giving Isaac such a ridiculous thing. Your nephew requested it himself, Leyon called out. Out of earshot, Azure thought. Those bastards Used the judgment altar

on him. A triumphant smile broke through, and he actually made the statue shed blood tears. Azure handed Yizak the token. I apologize for doubting your faith. If the statue truly shed blood tears, this token would surely The token transformed into a dark ghostly card. An illusion flickered. Yach crucified, screaming in despair before the token shattered. Leyon sepet reappeared with a snear. You see? An invisible force sent Azure Flying. Leon smirked as the ancient tokens fragments scattered. What you just do? You destroyed the first Pope's token. Azure roared standing up with burning eyes. I have nothing

to give back to you, bastard. At the sep estate, news of the blood tears spread. Leon seepet rubbed his forehead. He had inadvertently made Kim Yisak the most promising saint candidate. Do you dare test him again after everyone saw the results? Leon snapped. Neon sep jumped Up. Are you trying to ruin your own reputation? He pointed at the young man trembling nearby. You're supposed to become patriarch yet you can't even get that done. The youth pald, sweat pouring down. Don't you understand that only by becoming pope can one survive? Naan ranted. Enough. Leyon cut him

off. How troublesome. We've lost the token to measure faith. But this isn't serious. Leon smiled calculatingly. This sacrificial ceremony will be an Opportunity. No, I really saw it. The red-haired youth screamed, haunted by the memory of the illusion. He looked at his father. Father, is the participant list finalized. Leon coldly announced that Kim Yizak and the Azure team were listed. No, the young man pleaded. Let me participate as Isaac's servant. Leon seep with an average. Leon vehemently opposed the idea. Are you insane? He roared. Why would a red air do something so humiliating? The young

man stood Firm. If there's no evidence, we must find it ourselves. Leon crushes hopes. Impossible. Someone else volunteered. Kenna will be his servant. The son stammered, stunned by the news. While Kenna was prepped for her new role, the Joshua patriarch sat in his mansion, smiling darkly. A family member asked, "Is that why you broke it?" The patriarch explained he had arranged another faith test for Kim Yisak, blaming the blood tear event on Yizak's Recent encounter with a woman named Melissa. More importantly, he admitted stealing the testing device from the Red family. At least we don't

have to worry about an evil god choosing him. One member sideighed. He is an evil god. Isn't that worse? Another countered. High scores summoned gods at the ceremony. The red cardinal is surely waiting for that. Joshua gritted his teeth. Reading a provoking message from the black cardinal. He turned to Goel. Tell Shi he will be Yak's servant. They could not let Ysack summon a god. On the day of the ceremony at the coliseum, the corridor's echo was shouting. Shuri clutched his head in despair as the red-haired heir and Ka lunged at each other, fighting for

the servant position. Kim Yusac watched coldly, thinking how easy it would be to smash their heads. Beside him, a shadow entity muttered about sick offense and revealed the sacrifice, a chained great demon. I'm the servant, both yelled. Shi roared, threatening violence to quell the chaos. He tried to calm Yach, only to receive a chilling reply. That is the day my servant will be freed. Shi froze. Perhaps the rumors of Yach being an evil god were true. He grabbed Isach's shoulder, asking why everyone was so eager to serve him. Kano wanted training. The red air claimed

duty. Stop fighting. Isach snapped. I don't need any of you. He pointed at Shuri. You the Coat rack. Shi raged. Damn it. Why me? Inside. The coliseum buzzed. Priests debated the new saint as candidates in solemn white robes entered. It's Lady Ka. A young noble exclaimed. My first time seeing her. Cardinal Leon's faction scoffed. A saint candidate? The prophecy says the saint comes from the red family. A red priest shouted. Arguments over the holy mark erupted until a shout silenced them. The priests are here. Kim Ysak emerged from the shadows. Following Him were Ka and

the red-haired air looking tense. Then the crowd gasped at the unbelievable sight. Yach was riding on the red-haired young man's back while Ka shielded him from the sun with the leaf. Shuri trudged behind smiling Riley. This bastard will definitely choose the most brutal evil god. Shuri thought because he is one. The stands fell silent. Leon roared, seeing his kin humiliated before everyone. The azure patriarch scowlled, but white cardinal Saraphin laughed at the spectacle. She turned to the gold cardinal. I didn't expect Naer and Kaan to act like that. I heard you were very strict with

your boy. You don't seem to mind at all. Cardinal of gold, he retorted. Gold cardinal watch ka ambition sharpening his gaze. Servitude is a stepping stone to the papacy. I won't let that position fall to Isaac. If the plan held, Isaac was strong enough to choose the most powerful gods. Kina clinging to him was The perfect move. Saraphene sneered. Why so quiet? Gold faction plotting again. Nothing. Gold cardinal replied coldly. Except making Ken a pope. A red cardinal cut in. Anyway, Isaac won't choose a deity today. He smirked. You forgot his name wasn't on the

summoning list for part two, so I added it myself. Gold cardinal and the azure patriarch froze. I look forward to seeing which evil god he summons. The red cardinal added. Gold Cardinal roared, "You crazy bastard." Below in the arena, a man announced, "Now the execution begins." Crimson energy exploded center stage. As the smoke cleared, a colossal figure appeared, chained to a pillar. "It's a great demon," the audience screamed. The creature roared, unleashing a wave of dark energy that engulfed the arena. "It's that strong, even while chained." A girl in the crowd cried out. "Sure, Kina."

And the red-haired boy stared in shock. If this was the subordinate, how Powerful was the skeleton? The demon thrashed, its power threatening to tear space apart. Isaac clutched the ribbon in his hand, whispering a familiar name. Shabnock. His eyes burned with determination. I will save you. Our video ends here. If you liked it, leave your like. See you next time. And bye-bye.