"It's out!"
As the Demon of Discernment said, a gloomy man in his thirties with white hair and faded gray eyes appeared from the holy sword. He had a full, solid form, not transparent like a ghost, so at first glance, he looked like a living human.
"Is this person an original marriage?"
"It's true that it was contained in me, but I'm not a former soul. See you for the first time."
Hearing the vengeful soul's greeting, Dominic scratched his temples hesitantly. Since the soul said it was a reunion, Dominic thought it would come to him with eyes blazing with recognition. However, he felt a pang of regret at the soul's calm and stiff demeanor.
"Even in that bizarre sword, you were still sane."
"Yes, that's right. I tried not to lose my mind amidst the thoughts that ruled the sword."
"Then do you still have any memories of when you were alive?"
"Yes, that's right. I kept waiting while keeping my sanity. To testify against the person who killed me, to punish him, to take revenge!"
Finally, the vengeful soul's face twisted into a truly tormented expression.
Dominic nodded a few times calmly, then said, "Calm down, we might be able to help you get revenge."
The vengeful soul's expression shifted again, and he continued, "Yes, I will testify. I had a few strange drinks and lived like a puppet. It seems that they even killed people. Then one day, I was stabbed to death by that 'holy sword' on the altar."
The vengeful soul began to explain his life and death in a muffled voice.
"I… It's not just dead."
"Yes, I didn't just die. Because it died and was absorbed into the sword."
"No, I was deprived of all the power and life force of the blessing and trapped in the sword."
"The power of blessings?"
"Yes, when I was a child, I was blessed by an elf of a different race and had healing powers. Thanks to that, I even saved a person who was on the verge of death."
"Is it healing? It's a wonderful ability. Are you saying that you took it away?"
"Yes, I was deprived of both healing power and life."
His resentful voice came out of his mouth. "…By those who wielded that holy sword and who claimed to serve God."
The Winter Moon Demon missed the poker game card that he was carefully collecting in his hand. "No, humans who serve God kill others, take away their life force and power, and use them for themselves? That's a forbidden technique that even demons don't do, right?"
"What? Did the bird we were in the sword turn the human world into something more evil than the demon world?"
The other demons also opened their mouths in astonishment. At that, Dominic also looked dumbfounded.
"What is that? Why don't the demons do it?"
"If you practice such forbidden magic, you will be cursed!"
"Curse?"
"Yes! Your whole body will rot and fester, or something like that! It's terrible to imagine that such a filthy curse will be attached to my wonderful and elegant body!"
Dominic looked at the vengeful soul and was lost in thought.
Then those who serve God must also be cursed.
It was good. He had heard all the information he could hear here. Now it was his turn to tell Meldenik.
Dominic stood up. He asked the Demon of Discernment, "Can you go outside this vengeful soul sword?"
He really wanted to show and explain it to Meldenik himself.
"I'm almost at the bottom of my health… Well, I'm not sure. It's almost at the level of Viscount Telne."
Hildegard's subordinate, Viscount Telne, was still working in the sword.
Dominic nodded with a frown. "How about three minutes?"
"That might be fine."
"Okay, that's enough. Then I'll go to Mel." Dominic grinned and replied.
"Vengeful soul?" The vengeful spirit, who looked stunned, pointed at himself with his index finger and asked, "Yes? Me?"
"Yes, let's go together."
"I, I still have things that I haven't testified to! Didn't you summon me to take revenge on my behalf?" A wave of anger surged on his face.
Dominic patted the resentful spirit on the shoulder as if comforting him. "Go out and testify. I have someone to take revenge with. Let's go out for a while."
"Yes…?" The vengeful soul, who had been hiding on his stomach in the holy sword, looked at Dominic with only his eyes rolling.
"Yes. Let's go out into a wonderful world."
"Wonderful… The world?"
Dominic nodded. He enjoyed living with Meldenik. So, he felt like he was going to his own home a thousand years ago, when tomato stew and goulash were bubbling. In fact, the boy hero, Dominic, did not have a family. This magic sword was actually his home. He was somewhat tired from chatting with the sealed demons for a thousand years. However, his relationship with Meldenik was different. They had a strong sincerity that went beyond a simple contractual relationship.
Meanwhile, Dominic's handsome face, like a boy's, had become more mature. The lines on his face were a little thicker than before, and his mental age had grown even more. Dominic thought with a smile after washing his face for a while. It was a strange thing. The sword he was trapped in was a world where time did not pass. Even when he entered the human world through a few contracts, he had never grown. So he expected to remain a minor until he fulfilled the contract perfectly and was completely free from the sword. But strangely, after bonding with Meldenik and meeting other humans, he began to grow little by little, both mentally and physically. Whatever the reason, Dominic was very satisfied with the traces of time accumulating on his body.
Now I have to go to my real house.
Of course, the stationery store is very shabby compared to the bright mansion in this magical sword.
It's almost at the level of a dilapidated house.
But it was a comfortable home for Dominic. At this moment, Dominic felt like a knight who had won the war and returned to glory. In fact, nothing has been resolved yet, but one thing is certain: both Meldenik and Meldenik's stationery store have become truly precious to him. And that the place that is not in this sword now feels like a real home. Above all, Meldenik also imprinted himself as a precious being.
"Let's go to our wonderful house as soon as possible."
The happy imagination was so amusing that Dominic hummed and shouldered the ghost.
Aria and Silen left for the academy dormitory in time for dinner. I was admiring the picture that Silen had drawn.
"No, I'm full even if I don't eat real food…"
If Silen's skills are well honed, he may create a new art trend.
You can tell the heat just by looking at a sketch. Silen is full of talent.
I nodded and crossed my arms.
"So far, the children seem to be peaceful."
I was lost in thought as I looked at the emergency alarm in the form of a red hazard light on the table. This emergency alarm is an object connected to the 'Friend in the Palm of Your Hand' that the children have, and when the children are in danger, a sound sounds and coordinates appear on it. The quantity was divided into two pieces and shared with Isaac.
I stretched and stopped. A strange light was flowing out of the middle of the stationery store.
"Uh, this is…"
At that moment, two people appeared with a vast light. One was very familiar to me, the other was a face I didn't know. I opened my mouth with a surprised face and shouted loudly.
"Dominic!"
"Mel! I'm back!"
"Welcome! By the way… the ghost next to him? What is it?"
"It's the vengeful soul from the Holy Sword."
"Vengeful soul?" Come to think of it, Dominic had said that he would bring the vengeful soul. I hesitated as I looked at the man with white hair who seemed to have suffered a lot.
He's more like an ordinary office worker who is just a work-oriented worker than a vengeful soul…
But I don't know. I clenched my fists so that I could not see them and took a vigilant posture.
Maybe they will attack me, just like the first meeting of the Winter Moon Demons!
But…
"Hello." The vengeful soul was very polite.
What? Do vengeful souls usually speak so politely?
Isn't it the law of vengeful souls that you usually want to kill everyone with resentful eyes? However, despite my suspicious gaze, the vengeful soul just stood politely in front of the table.
At that time, Dominic began to urge the vengeful soul. "You have to go within three minutes! Speak quickly!"
"Yes, I understand. I heard that you can help me. There is a lot to testify."
I guessed what the vengeful soul was telling, but it was surprising. Perhaps because of the time limit of three minutes, the vengeful soul began to speak as if he were rapping.
"The vengeful souls trapped in the Holy Sword are like that, including the blood relatives of the Marquis of Kinnoa—"
"Hey, you don't have to speak too fast, just calm down and speak slowly."
The man immediately took a deep breath, calmed down, and continued. His words contained a lot of information. The vengeful souls trapped in the Holy Sword are those who have received the blessings of different races, including the collateral blood relatives of the Marquis of Kinnoa. Usually, there are real different races involved. And most of the vengeful souls in the Holy Sword have lost their sense of ease and are buried in anger, but there are still those who survive.
"And there is something I couldn't say earlier. The Pope's aide, Father Ruftel, brainwashes people with holy water. And they stab the completely brainwashed people to death with that holy sword. As a result, the Pope and Priest Ruftel must have become more and more powerful. Since he has taken away his life force, it is assumed that he will almost enjoy eternal life."
"That's why that black…" I blurted out in a horrified voice.
"Yes, it's not just about killing. And there are a few more holy swords like that in the Holy See." The vengeful soul nodded in a firm voice and replied.
Oh my God.
When I learned about what evil Father Ruftel had committed so far, I ended up looking like I'd bitten into something truly bitter.
He's going to do that to my kids, this is it. He's trash.
"If he does, he will surely catch a new offering. People are at risk."
Reverse Spy Abel told me everything, but I had to listen carefully. But suddenly, the vengeful soul began to blur. I asked Dominic with a thud.
"Why are you doing that?"
"After three minutes, you will be back into the sword."
Then I have something to say before he leaves. I looked at the vengeful soul, who had become worried and anxious, and opened my mouth quietly.
"Hey, I don't even know your name yet. But don't worry."
"…Yes?"
"Sooner or later, I will help you take revenge on the priest, Ruftel."
He opened his eyes wide. And then he disappeared as he was.
There is such a saying in the old saying: an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
The one who took away the life force and power of others, the corrupt Priest Ruftel. Sheria and Lennox's assistant and the Pope's right-hand man, a close aide. Shouldn't such a bad person be rewarded for what he did?
"You know, Dominic."
"Huh?"
I made eye contact with him and tilted my head slowly. "We… Let's get started, shall we?"
Dominic's eyes sparkled playfully. He held out his right hand towards me. I gave him a high-five.
"When should I start, Mel?"
Beep, beep.
At that moment, a small alarm machine placed in the stationery store beeped. That was a sign that the little children who were given a 'Friend in the Palm of Their Hand' were in danger. One by one, the coordinates began to appear on the alarm machine.
I made eye contact with Dominic and whispered in a sinister voice. "From now on?"
Thus, a large-scale operation to wipe out Ruftel and the Pope's entourage began.
I stood up. When Dominic loosened his shoulders too much, there was a thud.
"Where are the coordinates? Let's go!"