"Your Majesty, are you really sure you don't need me to continue to 'follow' Grush?" the goddess of doom opened the bone folding fan in her hand and covered her mouth and chuckled, "Your 'justice' is still in his hands......

Looking at the light curtain in front of him, the god of justice was silent.

After a moment, he whispered, "...... My Justice has been lost, and I have no intention of regaining it. ”

He breathed a sigh of relief to see that Grush had 'regained the Light', but he did not show any joy because he believed that Grush did not want to regain the 'Light' in this way.

As a god who had lived for thousands of years, how could he not know about the dirty things of the nobles?

As the god of justice, he really wants to kill those damn 'evil' in person, not because of anything else, but because of the sense of justice in his heart!

However, it was also because he was a god of justice that he could not do such a thing.

Before the chief maid brought the 'knowledge of the other world' to this world, even if the current nobles were eliminated, there would still be a new group of nobles popping up, and if he wanted to destroy the current nobles, then he would have to wage a war that would engulf the entire continent, and as the 'God of Justice', he could not do such a thing.

That's why when he saw this scene, he had mixed feelings.

After all, Grush took the step he had never taken before - without relying on the power of any gods, relying on his own will to obtain the 'Holy Light' from the 'Source of Order', after which this kid will probably continue to lead the patchwork 'resistance' with almost no combat ability to overthrow the rule of the local lords.

Although this kid is no longer a believer in any gods, nor is he a priest of any church, but he has regained the Holy Light, then in the eyes of others, he is a holy warrior!

With Grush's ability and will, it was only a matter of time before he re-ascended to the 'legend'......

The god of justice sighed and picked up his weapon to leave.

"Are you going back?" said the goddess of doom's narrowed eyes with a smile.

"Go back and get ready...... God of Justice replied truthfully, then sneered self-deprecatingly, "You may gain a lot of 'divine power' next!"

The goddess of doom slightly fanned the bone folding fan in her hand, watched the departing back of the god of justice, and sat on the lonely throne, the cheerful laughter echoing in the empty hall.

"Thank you for another visit!"

............

Grimsh, with a blank face, lifted the crippled man from the ground, and the woman with her throat carefully held her neck, fearing that the wound that had healed would open again.

She followed Grush, her head bowed in frustration, tears streaming down her face.

She was still scared that if she had provoked the 'Paladin Master' by leaving her cripple and running away alone because she didn't obey the 'Paladin Master', then she might be dead by now.

"Dona, when you get back, you have to remember to testify to us!"

Just as Dona was stunned, a voice suddenly came into her ears, which made her excited, and she hurriedly looked up.

The lame man turned his head sideways, his face serious, "You also saw the appearance of the 'leader', but the others don't know yet, although he is dead now, but every time he takes someone out, not every time he comes back alone, it means that there are still people among us who are like him, and they are in collusion with that fat pig!"

"This is probably just a private act of the nobleman's private soldiers, because before I came to you, I inquired in the town and heard about the 'bounty for destroying the rebels', and if this matter was related to the nobleman, he could not have given the money to his men in vain. Grush said calmly, "Therefore, it can only be the act of the private soldier himself, and it has nothing to do with that nobleman." ”

The cripple was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's it! Dona, remember to testify to us when you go back, we have to make Mr. Grush our leader, otherwise we may be like before...... You don't want to be sent out to die anymore, do you?"

Hearing this, Dona's face immediately turned pale, and she hurriedly shook her head, "No, I don't want to!

"Don't worry, I won't let you die......" Grush took a deep breath, "I will lead you to overthrow the rule of the aristocracy, overthrow the aristocratic class of the entire Kurt Kingdom, and re-establish a country - a country that is completely different from the decaying Kurt Kingdom and full of vitality!"

Hearing this, Dona and the lame man looked dull, they didn't know what kind of country it was, because they had never read any books, and most of the people in the rebels were farmers or even serfs, and for them, the days of being able to eat well and be clothed were enough to be happy.

But they could hear the firmness and strength of the words—something completely different from the 'leader' before them, and that was undeniable.

"But, Mr. Grush...... Isn't it 'Master Paladin'?" asked Dona with some wince, slurring.

Even these people knew that the clergy could not get involved in anything related to the nobility, just like when they cursed the nobles and the private soldiers who were to be punished by the gods, the ones who disgusted them would laugh and say that they were not afraid at all, because the gods could not harm them, let alone the priests.

That's why Dona is so worried.

"I ...... Not a priest!" Grush's voice changed from trembling to firm as if he had made a decision, "I used to be a priesthood, believing in the Sword of Judgment and the Lord of Radiance, but from now on, I am no longer a priesthood—I am a paladin, but I am no longer a believer in any gods!"

He couldn't stand anything in this decaying kingdom anymore and vowed to turn it all around.

For this reason, he abandoned his identity as a 'priest', gave up his 'holy light' and 'legend', and became a mortal again.

He asks the God of Justice to deprive him of everything, because only then can he join in this struggle between the plebeians and the nobility, class and class.

This struggle has been going on for two or three hundred years, and now, he wants to put an end to it!

Even if he was a member of the Ogordon Empire, he wanted to be a part of it, put an end to it once and for all, tear this decaying kingdom apart, and give birth to a new country from this pile of wreckage.

He has found his own 'justice', and now he is going to give 'justice' to the commoners of this kingdom, who have been oppressed by the nobles for too long - even if they themselves are not willing to accept it, he will let them accept this 'justice'!

............

"Grushh has been getting mixed up in the Kurt Kingdom lately......"

Ziegler sat at the bar, a glass in his hand, and suddenly spoke of the kingdom, "Now there is a territory that he has taken with a rebel army, but that being said, the only people who really helped were him and the few soldiers who 'rose up' in his speeches. ”

Cervantes raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't he a priest?"

"His majesty the 'Sword of Judgment' stripped him of his status as a priesthood, and also deprived him of the Holy Light, and once became a mortal, but somehow took back the Holy Light from the 'Source of Order', and now he is still a holy warrior, but he is no longer a priest of any church. ”

Saying that, Ziegler himself found it interesting, clapped his hands and laughed: "Ha, this is really funny - a holy warrior who has been deprived of the 'Holy Light' has actually obtained the Holy Light?